Author Notes: Okay, I'm waiting to get CF10 back from the Beta. Better Than Most, is about to be sent to the Beta, so, as I want to post something, I thought I'd post this drabble.

It's a challenge I set myself and the reasoning behind it is quite important. But I won't explain that until the end. Also, if anyone wishes to take the challenge themselves give it a go and make sure to send me a link.

This has a connected drabble which will become Chapter 2 soon.

Warning: Slash. No het. Why do I have to warn for slash and not het? Hmm.

Disclaimer: Well, I'm not claiming them am I?

Jason eyed Tommy suspiciously. If he didn't know any better he'd say his boyfriend was… bouncing? Nah, he shook his head. It was his mind playing tricks on him. One too many late night battles with Rita's cronies leaving him slightly hallucinogenic. Yeah, he was definitely hallucinating. No way could Tommy be bouncing on the spot, hands clutched behind his back.

Then again, maybe he could. After all, this was Tommy. The boy was capable of anything. Well… except maybe turning up on time, but that was beside the point.

No, Jason wasn't hallucinating, Tommy was definitely bouncing on the spot. He wondered briefly how much coffee his partner had had, or how much sugar, or possibly how much time he had spent with Zack over the past few days. After all, something had to be the cause of him standing in Jason's room at eleven a.m. … bouncing.

Then suddenly it hit him. Quite literally as Tommy threw whatever he had been holding so it landed smack on Jason's chest where he was lying quite peacefully on his bed. He looked down and groaned at what he saw. Tommy had come to deliver his prop for a Halloween costume. It had been Kim's idea. Rather than think up your own costume, someone else would and they'd give you one prop to base it on.

Tommy had gotten Jason.

It was only a few days until Halloween but what with the late night fighting with Rita and numerous essays and projects due in, Jason had clean forgotten about the party being held at Ernie's on All Hallows Eve. Apparently Tommy hadn't.

Jason glanced down again at the item in his hand. Really, it was just too clichéd to be true, there could be nothing worse… Well, okay, maybe that was a lie. At least he hadn't been thrown a Ranger mask or something else that symbolised him going to the party in "work" clothes. Or at the very least the bad imitations they sold down at the costume store.

No, for a guy who wore red practically all day everyday this was only the second most clichéd costume, but still, a cliché none the less.

Although, in a way, he had to chuckle at Tommy's choice. It was layered with entendres that only he would get. Only Tommy could get him this and then bounce around in apprehension of giving it to him. He was just something else all together. It was the reason Jason liked him. Although, he might get a few glares during the party for foisting this costume on him. After all, as the former Evil Ranger who said Tommy got to have the patent and monopoly on "Evil Glares". Jason had been learning them from his Mom since childhood.

Raising an eyebrow Jason turned his head away from the item to look questioningly at his boyfriend. Tommy, trying his utmost hardest for someone who had been evil, feigned innocence in an attempt to look angelic. He just smiled mysteriously and gave a small shrug of his shoulders.

"You want me to go to the Halloween party as a… devil?" He just looked at him with a slight glare, knowing his partner was praying on his signature colour of red.

Tommy just smiled and walked to the foot of the bed before crawling up along the length of Jason's body, a predatory glint in his eye. He leant down, hair cascading around his face to whisper in Jason's ear, "We both know the horns are only there to keep the halo up…"

His voice was husky and raw and at that moment Jason didn't care about the ironic laughter he'd get from all his friends, and the teasing of what he and Tommy must get up to, because, if Tommy thought of him as a cross between an angel and a devil, well, who was he to disappoint.

Tossing the glittery devil horns over his shoulder Jason pulled Tommy down into a kiss.

Challenge: Write a 666 word drabble based around the word Devil.

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