Red with Passion, Green With Envy

By Silvered

A/N- Hey ya'll. I'm finally back with more PF slash. Took me a while to get insperation and even now I'm not so sure about it, but this plot bunny has spawned a trilogy that I have nicknamed Colors of the Rainbow, the titles will show why. Maybe with ya'll support, I'll actually finish it. This series involves a mix of Rangers from Time Force (my personal favorite), Ninja Storm (my new obcession) and Dino Thunder. The pairings...well...you'll just have to see won't you?

Disclaimer- I DO NOT own Power Rangers or thier respective characters. They belong to the Mouse who graciously lets this poor author use them royalty free (though I'm not so sure they really wanna know what I'm doing with them...if you know what I mean...)

"Hunter, you do realize your putting that in backwards right?" Dustin laughed as an oil covered rag was thrown at him from behind the crimson motocross bike. Both Hunter and Dustin were in the back of Storm Chargers, where they worked. It was rather slow so Hunter had decided that now would be a good time to work on his bike and of course, Dustin couldn't resist bugging him while he was doing it.

Shaggy blonde hair appeared from the other side of the bike. "Shouldn't you be minding the counter or something? Besides bugging me that is?" Dustin threw the rag back at Hunter's face, especially to wipe the smirk off his face. Dustin hated it when Hunter was right. "Alright alright...but you're still putting that in backwards!" Dustin darted out of the backroom before a wrench hit the wall inches from where his head had just been. He was still laughing when he came up to the counter and a customer who was waiting there. Taking a second to compose himself, Dustin took a deep breath then put on his 'business' smile. "Hi there, welcome to Storm Chargers, how can I help you?"

The man in front of him had been staring off at some of the displays, but he smiled when he turned to look at Dustin, a smile that looked vaguley familiar to Dustin. The man was young, in his mid twenties probably, with sandy brown hair and blues eyes, wearing a red t-shirt under a leather jacket. Even has Dustin looked at him for a few minutes, he still couldn't get past the fact that this man looked familiar. "Hi, my name is Wesley Collins and I was told that despite being a sports store, you could help me with a street bike? I was on my way through to get back to Silver Hills and I think I might have blown something in my engine."

'Wesley Collins...now why did that sound familiar...?' Dustin shook his head to get his thoughts back in order and smiled at the customer. "Yes sir, I think we might be able to help you. I'm Dustin, one of the mechanics here. If you have the bike here, I can go out and have a look, see what can do for ya."

The customer made a face. "Well, that's going to be a bit of a problem. It's at my hotel where I got it towed, then took a Taxi into town. I was hoping maybe I could arrange to have one of your mechanics," the man smiled, "I guess that would be you, come out and take a look at it, maybe after work. I'll gladly pay for your over time if I have too, I just don't wanna damage it anymore by bringing it all the way in. It's kind of my baby you know." The man grinned bashfully.

Dustin shook his head, a knowing grin on his face. "Dude, I know exactly what's on your mind and I totally agree with ya. Hang on while I check with my boss..." He held up a finger to show he's be one moment, then dashed off to Kelly's office. "Oh Kelly..." He said in his best sing song voice. "What would you say to me or Hunter going by a hotel and looking at some guy's street bike after work today?"

Kelly was at her desk and didn't even look up from the paperwork she was doing. "If he'll pay your overtime, then sure." Dustin grinned widely from where he leaned in the doorway.

"Actually he did offer too..." He let it trail off, enjoying the shocked look Kelly gave him.

"Hell, if he's willing to pay the extra, why not?" Dustin did a little victory dance before rushing off to the front desk again to tell the customer the good news.

"My boss agrees since you offered to pay the over time so myself or our other mechanic on today, Hunter, will be around say about 5?" That would give who ever went plenty of time before they had to be at Ninja Oops for training.

The man smiled in obvious relief. "Thank you so much. Just tell the front desk to page Commander Wesley Collins at the West Green Lake Hyatt. Thanks again!" He waved to Dustin as he turned and walked out of the store. Dustin smiled and waved back, still trying to search his brain as to why that name and face was familiar.

"What was that about?" Hunter's voice caught Dustin by surprise and he turned quickly to see Hunter wiping his hand on the cloth they had been throwing back and forth earlier. His jumpsuit was stained all over in oil and he even had a streak of it across his nose. Dustin grinned to himself. He'd put it in wrong.

Dustin leaned back against the counter. "Just some guy who wants us to come look at a street bike at a hotel." Then his face turned to one of concentration. "The guy seemed so familiar...like I should know him from somewhere..."

Hunter rolled his eyes. "Don't think about it too hard Dustin, you might hurt yourself." The blonde grinned when Dustin glared at him. "And I'll do it if you want. Aren't you going to Shane's skate demo before training?"

Dustin slapped himself in the forehead. "I knew I forgot something! And I was so looking forward to that overtime. Sure you don't mind?" Hunter laughed and shook his head. "Alright, here let me write down his name and the name of the hotel for you before I forget because that would be so like me."

"Got that right," Hunter said when Dustin handed him the info, before turning back to help another customer as Hunter went back into the back. But before a word got out of mouth to the young women in front of him, the oily rag hit him in the back of the head.

"You were right, I did put it in backwards!" Came the voice from the backroom. Dustin's grin only widened.