Oh, my…I'm so sorry. This chapter is actually extra long. Not on purpose, but I kind of diverged a lot. Oh well.

I hope you all enjoy it, even if it's late because I was busy with some Digimon fics. However, I plan on finishing this in this year itself, that way, I can be guilt-free until I wait 'till Overdrive, which will probably be the next time you see me writing something here in this fandom….

Anyway, Enjoy and Review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers Mystic Force.

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Blue

Blue is so soft.

Well, Blue can be hard and rough too.

It's easy to show yourself when decked in Blue.

Blue is almost always associated with water.

And water is considered to be very flexible. It's known to be fickle.

But Blue can be obstinate. It can be stubborn.

I used to be very shy. I was bashful and afraid to show my face.

But I changed.

All thanks to Blue.

I became someone who isn't afraid to show her feelings.

I want to be heard.

I won't leave while others get hurt.

I won't abandon my fellow teammates and friends to be destroyed.

I'll stick up for them. I'll help them.

I'll try to win.

I do have conviction. Whether for my sister or for my friends.

No one gets hurt on my watch.

And Blue did all of that for me.

I love Blue.

Blue fits in so easily.

It blends with almost anything.

Black and Blue, while not the most warm pair at first, can be changed and can be bright and loud and colorful.

Yellow and Blue, two quiet colors, can be flamboyant and intense. Their bond may not seem to be close, but in actuality, it is.

Green and Blue are colors that never leave each other's side. They combine together, never blinding the other.

White and Blue have a supporting role. They help each other to fade and to be vivid.

Pink and Blue, the opposite colors, are always by each others' side. They are never separated, and they are always lending a hand.

Red and Blue, the most unlikely couple, are two that could never be imaginable together. They sneak glances, and never speak out, but their teamwork is extremely evident.

However, Blue can be perfect by itself.

Like me.

I am Blue.

I can be alone, by myself.

But I work with others, too.

I love people. I love working with, and talking with others.

Blue changed me.

I love Blue.

Blue is my favorite color.

It can reflect the different emotions.

It can mirror the diverse human feelings.

Dark, navy Blue for the sadder, more depressing days.

The paler, lighter Blue for the pleasing, satisfying days.

And the bright, vivid Blue to show off the glee and joy.

But Blue isn't alone. It has support.

I have support. I have people who need me.

I love Blue.

I am Blue.

I need Blue.

Or, I needed Blue.

Because now, I've changed.

I am the Blue that we see everyday.

I can be the Blue in the water that we drink and swim in.

I can be the Blue in the sky that we gaze at, with longing eyes.

And I can be the Blue that fills my heart. Whether with sadness, or in delight.

I've become Blue.

My dreams are always filled with Blue hearts and Blue stars, and everything that can be Blue.

Because, all I do is Blue.

Why?

Because Blue is how I live.

I live in Blue.