She always drew her dreams, beautiful pictures, always carefully sketched in black and white. She dreamed in black and white then created her pictures, carefully detailing they grey images that her mind created each night. A perfect world of grey. Then he came along an entered her dreams – she tried, she really tried but there was no shade grey that could compare to his perfectly blue eyes – no way for her to make his perfect likeness in grey and no way she could capture the precise blue of his deep orbs. Just once Fuu wished she could dream in Technicolor.