Title: Moments Like These (drabble)
Pairing: Kira/Conner
Dialogue: "Is that Kira and Conner . . . together?"
Disclaimer: Power Rangers do not belong to me
Dedication: To Crimson Snitch
Author's Note: What follows is a series of drabbles, challenges, and stand-alone ficlets
"Hey Ethan?""Yeah?" He looked up from his game to find Devin staring over his shoulder.
"Is that Kira and Conner . . . together?"
Glancing toward the couches, Ethan wasn't too surprised to find Kira practically sitting in Conner's lap as they pored over a history book. "Yep."
"When did that happen? And what about Trent?" Baffled, Devin searched for the busboy who seemed bent on ignoring the couple.
"There was too much crap to get through after a few of the stunts Trent pulled earlier in the year. They tried, but it was never gonna work so they gave up."
"But Conner and Kira?"
"He's had a thing for her for months." Conner affectionately tugged on a ponytail before she playfully slapped his hand away. "They were fighting a couple of weeks ago, and to hear Kira tell the story, he practically assaulted her. Conner swears she dared him to kiss her."
"Wow."
"It's probably a little bit of both and they've been inseparable ever since."
Kira suddenly looked annoyed by a stupid comment of Conner's and snapped at him. The argument escalated quickly. "Shouldn't you go talk to them?"
"Uh-uh. I know better than to interfere in moments like that. As quick as they are to turn on each other, they're quicker to unite against the person interfering. On some level, fighting is like foreplay," Ethan analyzed.
"Eww!" Devin said immaturely.
"Exactly." Whatever Conner had said to soothe Kira seemed to have worked and resulted in a sunny smile and a quick kiss. Ethan watched with a smile of his own. In moments like these, he saw the palpable joy and love that flowed between his two friends and wondered if anyone had ever been more perfect for each other. He turned back to his game to give them privacy.
"It's like the sky has turned green," Devin remarked.
"No, not quite that surprising. They're very similar in some ways."
"Devin, what are you doing? I need to get to my square-dancing class." Cassidy stopped by her friend and dragged him away, ignoring the spectacle he was keenly watching.