A/N: Random drabble that came to me. I'll try and write up some more so it won't be lonely. 247 words. Reviews mean happy author, and happy author means more updating!

A year ago if you had asked me what my favorite color was, I would have told you blue. Blue, like the sky, and ocean; blue was the color of the vest I wore everyday, and the color of Zach's eyes. The color sent images of vast, never-ending seas and possibilities. I loved the color blue. So, why was it when Marlene asked just now, as to incorporate the color into a picture she was drawing for me, did I tell her my favorite color was red? Red was the color of blood and fire. And I had seen too much of both in my life. But…red was also the color of the band I wore around my arm, in memory of Aerith, and the color of a loud, obnoxious, rude, impatient, amazing, beautiful Turk's hair.

"Cloud?" I looked down to see Marlene holding her freshly drawn picture out to me. I took it. It was a picture of a large, bright red bird, flying in a sky of blue. A smile formed on my lips as realization hit.

"Marlene, this is the best artwork I have ever seen." The girl smiled and hugged me around my waist, not aware of how perfect this picture seemed to me at this moment in time. Blue signified never-ending possibilities and bright futures. And red symbolized the person I loved, and without him I don't think I would have ever thought my future could be as bright as Marlene's bird.