This oneshot's about how Erza choose her Fairy Tail mark color. It's been in my mind for a couple of days, so I thought why not write it? I hope you guys enjoy and I don't own anything.

"What color would you like your mark?"

It was a simple question, yet it wasn't so simple. Green, pink, purple, orange... Were those even colors? Being in a cell for most of her life, she never really knew. The words were familiar of a distant memory, which she could no longer reach. She recognizes the words, however she can't grasp the appearance. She didn't know what those colors looked like anymore, so they were out of the decision.

Then there were colors that brought painful memories that she didn't want to remember. Colors that left a bitter taste within her mouth. Yellow for one; yellow would remind her of Shou, her dearest little brother who she had left behind. The brother that she had always cared for. Yellow had also reminded her of the bright sun which she could never feel inside that cell.

Brown was no good either. Millanna's hair color was that shade... Her cat-loving friend. Black was the same because of Wally and Simon's hair. They were all colors that she couldn't dare to look at. She had 'abandoned' them after all... It would only make her cry, she can't cry anymore...

Erza detested white. It was far too pure for someone like her. It had reminded her of the clouds which were always mocking her as she stared outside longing for freedom. White was a pure color, only for pure people; it was not a color for her. White is a color for the innocent. Not for those who had seen the corruption in the world.

She knew her hair color would be fine, it was a color that was always with no her no matter what. It certainly suits her, it was not as dark as black, nor would it be as bright as white. It was a color that she didn't hate. She could stand it being her hair color, it wouldn't be much different if it was a mark which represented her guild. But... it would remind her of him.

"Why don't call you Erza Scarlet?"

No...

"It's the color of your hair...That way, I won't forget it!"

No! On second thought that would be a terrible color. It would be the same as his tattoo. He seemed to like that color when he was... normal. It would be too much strain on her if she had that as her guild mark color. It's a memory of her heart wouldn't be able to take if she remembered it constantly. Since he was always...

But his hair color... It was a brilliant blue. The brightest thing that she saw in those days. A blue that given her hope. Thought now it was a color which was the source of all bad memories, it had also possessed her most precious memories. Perhaps, if that was her mark color... it wouldn't be something which held her back. Instead it would be something to motivate her in becoming stronger, so that she can get her friends out of that place, so that she can save him one day.

Blue would be her color of hope, like it have been before when he had come to save her. She'll become stronger to save her hope.

"Blue, please. Right here."

On her left arm, now bore the blue mark of her guild. The same blue as his hair, the blue that she wants to save. Her blue of hope.