When All is Said and Done Chapter 1, a power rangers fanfic

Disclaimer: I own none of this stuff. Power Rangers belongs to Disney and ABBA belongs to whoever it belongs to that's not me.

Rating: T, I swear some it's fun.

Tommy set his boombox down on the small blanket he had set up on the beach, don't want to get sand on it, he thought to himself. He put his workout tape into the tape deck of the box and pressed play, and a moment later AC/DC spilled out of the speakers. Tommy moved into his first position and began his katas. As he moved through the motions of his workout, his thoughts turned to last week and his fiasco with the Rangers. His time as Rita's evil Ranger weighed heavily on his soul, that was part of the reason he liked to workout here on the beach, all the better to avoid the gang at the Youth Center in the mornings. As the tape ran down he finished the last of the katas. Tommy re-tied his headband and flipped the tape over to its second side. As the steady stream of Guns and Roses began to play, Tommy started the shadow boxing portion of his workout.

Kim finished her stretching and began her early morning run. She liked running this early, not only because it was cooler, but because it gave her time to think about some of the stuff going on in her life. This morning her thoughts centered on a certain longhaired Green Ranger. She couldn't keep her thoughts off of Tommy, hell she admitted to herself, most times she couldn't keep her eyes off Tommy. She ran through downtown, and as she did her thoughts turned to the events of last week and the violence her team had suffered at the hands of the man who was now her crush. Quick as she could, she forced her mind away from those thoughts, and thought instead about the past week and the quick flirting glances she had shot Tommy's way, and all of the short conversations she had tried to start with him, only to have him rebuff her. She was running down by the water and wondering why she hadn't seen him at the Youth Center in the mornings this week, when she heard the last strains of a Queen song drifting up from the beach. She thought about running right past it and on to home, but she gave in to her curiosity and turned her run towards the sand. She was surprised when she saw that it was Tommy, at least I finally figured out where he's been in the mornings thought Kim. She heard another song start, so she decided to wait until it was over to interrupt him.

Tommy finished off his shadow boxing and grabbed his water bottle as he sat on the sand. His thoughts turned, as they had every morning this week to the pettite brunette that took up most of his time. He thought about all of the glances she had given him this week when she thought he wasn't looking, and all of the conversations that she had tried to start that he cut off before they could get around to the topic he was afraid of. "What's her game?" he asked himself, right before the song he had added to his tape this morning began to play. He listened to the opening chords and began to sing along as the vocals started. I'm so glad there's nobody around to hear me sing this, he thought to himself as he sang.

I've seen you twice, in a short time
Only a week since we started
It seems to me, for every time
I'm getting more open-hearted

I was an impossible case
No-one ever could reach me
But I think I can see in your face
There's a lot you can teach me
So I wanna know..

What's the name of the game?
Does it mean anything to you?
What's the name of the game?
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, 'cause I have to know
I'm a curious child, beginning to grow

And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What I'm trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know..

The name of the game

I have no friends, no-one to see
And I am never invited
Now I am here, talking to you
No wonder I get excited

Your smile, and the sound of your voice
And the way you see through me
Got a feeling, you give me no choice
But it means a lot to me
So I wanna know..

What's the name of the game?
(Your smile and the sound of your voice)
Does it mean anything to you?
(Got a feeling you give me no choice)
But it means a lot, what's the name of the game?
(Your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, 'cause I have to know
I'm a curious child, beginning to grow

The name of the game
(I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you?
(But I think I can see in your face)
That it means a lot
What's the name of the game?
(Your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do?
(Got a feeling you give me no choice)
But it means a lot, what's the name of the game?
(I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you?
(But I think I can see in your face)
That it means a lot

(fade)

As the song ended, he heard someone laughing behind him, and when he turned around, to his utter mortifiaction, he saw Kimberly, the very person he was singing about, standing there laughing at him. "What the hell Kim, sneaking up on a guy when he's working out, kind of rude huh?" he asked her.

Kim quickly stopped laughing, "Sorry Tommy, but a guy like you singing ABBA to yourself on a deserted beach, even if it's kind of sweet that you're doing it, it's still sort of funny. Besides, if I ever want anything from you ever again, all I have to do is threaten to tell everyone you've ever met about this. I mean can you imagine what Jason would asy if he heard about it?" she asked.

He grabbed Kim's arms, and for a moment he wanted nothing more than to kiss her right there, but instead he sunk to his knees and stared up at her with fear in his eyes. " Whatever you do Kim, whatever, please don't tell anyone about this," he begged.

For a moment, Kim looked at him and loved the look of abject terror on his face, but something in those eyes of his softened her resolve, " How could I say no to those wonderful little brown puppy dog eyes of yours? Of course I won't, Tommy," she answered.

He got to his feet, his hands still clutched about her arms not that she minded, and he looked at her a moment before talking, "Thanks Kim, I can't imagaine.. wait a minute you think me listening to ABBA is sweet?"

"Of course it is you lunkhead! I love ABBA. You'd learn this kind of thing if you came and hung out with us every once in a while. Everybody has been asking where you've been, how you are, and that kind of thing," she told him, gently pulling his hands off her arms and taking them in her own.

Tommy looked down at their hands, and for a moment he thought about leaving but instead he asked Kim a question, "You guys actually want me to come down and hang out? You're not all pissed about the damn Green Ranger thing?"

"No Tommy. We know that the whole Green Ranger thing wasn't your fault. We'd love to see you at the Youth Center. Tell you what, grab a shower and meet me there huh?" she asked him, letting his hands drop.

Tommy thought about it for a moment, and realized that he finally wanted his self pity period to be over, "You got it Kim, I'll see you there in twenty minutes 'K?" he told her. Without waiting for an answer he grabbed his blanket and his boombox and ran off.

"Which, knowing you, means we'll see you in thirty," she said to herself, as she started running home to get her own shower.