Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers. They belong to the rightful owners. This is fan work appreciation after just completely watching this series.

Calling for Education

The bright sunny morning beamed in the messy room. The messy room of a plucky boy. Clothes were scattered around on the floor, his desk was piled with papers, and his junk was hidden in his large closet. Either way, it suited him. His untidy personality suited him, as he would if he was a tiger. His name was Casey, and he was in a hurry this instant. It was the Monday morning that meant going to school. He paced through his room, scrapping pieces of necessary equipment in his red striped bag. He was too concerned with getting prepared, he rushed out of his room, just wearing his boxers. This, of course, set him back a few minutes. Now he was in a hurry.

"See ya, mom," he grabbed a piece of toast on the counter and stepped on his red shoes, swiftly leaving his house, without paying any attention to the motherly message he gets every morning. He ran to the sidewalk, as he finished the last preparations to make himself presentable. He fixed his shoes, crammed all the papers in his bag until it zipped up completely, fidgeted his shirt until it laid flatly as it was ironed previously, over his body. He began pacing in the direction of his school.

"Hey Casey." He passed a corner to encounter his friend as he passed his house. He walked along side with him as they both walked along the perimeter of the school gate. Children were running through the entrance, teenagers were waiting in their usual hangout spots. It was quite the normal day today. But there was something that did catch his eye.

Across the street was a small boy that walked in the opposite direction. He looked like he went to school, but it seemed that it wasn't his. He was no taller than Casey, had black spiky hair and felt like he only kept to himself. He felt a sad attitude from him, which did not seem to connect with his own cheery mood. But oddly, this boy was all he was interested in. Why, was all that was there; that he could not seem to answer. His attention was caught up as the distance between the two were apart.

"Hey, you okay?" His friend, asked him in concern. He blanked out for what seemed like a significant while, was actually just a few seconds.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Let's get to class." Casey affirmed as the bell rang a while after.

The afternoon flew by the Autumn time period. It became a small decrease in temperature pretty quick.

"Hey Case, you doing anything now?"

"Yeah, I got class soon."

"Class for what?"

"Well, er- um- you know what? Never mind. I'm just busy. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Sure..uh-" This left him standing confused as Casey walked off home.

As he bolted to his room and changed in his uniform, he immediately departed again, as he made his way to his destination, an academy, where he is taught self defense.

The class was always in a talkative atmosphere. It was until the teacher showed up, of course.

"Good Afternoon students. Hope you are well." A old man lead the class. They all paid their respects to him and awaited further instruction.

"Today will be a special day today. I have an announcement. I need to leave for about two weeks for a retreat. So to resolve this, we've decided to join the senior and junior classes together." Murmurs of conversation quietly stirred as they shared their thoughts of the situation.

"And from today, your teacher will be a past recruit and also teacher to the senior students." As he made the announcement, the hall started filling with a class almost equal in number. Casey became very calm about it, knowing this will help him advance for the times to come. As he scanned the class that was ahead of him, he saw him. The same boy he saw this morning. Was that where he had seen him before?

"Hush students. These are your mentors, Robert James, and Dominic."

"Please, call me R.J."

"And you can simply call me Dom."

"Excellent. I leave the classes in your care." As the air of change swept past them, they quickly adjusted as their teacher left the grounds.

"Alright, well since we're not as wise as an old master, we're going to place you guys in groups. Groups of two, where we'll assign seniors and juniors together, according to your ranks." The same murmur roared through the hall. R.J. began calling the pairs out.

"Casey," He immediately stood from the call.

"Your skills are good, but we think its best to set you with a surpassing student, so" he called the boy of his interest over.

"Meet Theodore. He'll be your partner to these weeks to come." Silence slipped past the two, but he called out in protest.

"You can't be serious can you R.J.? Shouldn't I be with another partner, supposedly of my level."

"Now Theo, we're here to learn, but also to teach. Who knows? You may even learn a thing or two from him." He left off to assign the rest of the partners.

"Hi, I'm Casey. Nice to meet you."

"Yeah, likewise."

"You don't seem too happy to be with me."

"It's not that, it's just that I'm very advance for my group."

"Well then maybe you could help me then."

"I take my training seriously, so if you can't cope"

"Please, I'll be at your accord. Take me as your student." He pleaded on his limbs. Theo took a sense of mercy on him. This position showed him of his seriousness and compassion, but also innocence and a yearning of care.

"Alright. We've got a while to get you up to my level."

"Really? Thank you. You won't regret this."

"I know I will. Make me change my mind."

"I will. I'll make it my goal." The two basked in a unity that started something between them.