blue, adj.
definition: a color intermediate between green and violet, as of the sky or sea on a sunny day
rating: K
A/N: This story is very abstract. It's a study of Natasha's nightmares post-Avengers, after Loki forced Clint to succumb to mind control. Thank you so much to amy .d .fuller .9 who left a review on Adorable! (Sorry I had to put spaces in your username... FanFiction thought it was a link)
She dreamed of blue. Sharp, gleaming, frozen blue. Blue that was violent, that screamed and accused and punished. It tortured her until she cracked under the pain and pressure; strangled her until she choked for breath; stabbed her until her wounds gushed and she pleaded for mercy; killed her slowly, intimately, in every way she most feared.
She dreamed of blue that was traitorous, that befriended her, creeping closer and closer until she fell in love with its hue; a whisper in her ear that transformed unexpectedly into a rage-filled scream. She was forgotten – a friend one minute, and the next, an enemy.
But she didn't dream forever.
When she awoke, she was staring into eyes almost the same shade of blue, only she wasn't afraid anymore. This blue was calm, not wild; friendly, not hostile; loving, not hateful. She could study it forever and ever, only to fall deeper in love with every new infinite. She was drowning in it, and realizing she was just now learning what it was like to breathe.