Remember, dearies: this contains yaoi. Jason/Tommy, and perhaps additional boy/boy goodness along the way. So if that makes you unhappy, no ready-weady time for you-hoo!


Happiness was abundant in Sapphire City, a city that had just been born three months ago. The smaller members of the city were enjoying their youth in playgrounds, tossing balls and daring each other to go the distance. Businessmen, lovers and parents savored the sunshine on benches, planning out their days on notepads and through words. Cerulean flowers watched as the inhabitants of Sapphire City flourished, going about their day with smiles.

Several young ones had challenged each other to a basketball game. The game got off to a roaring start, and was just about to finish with a bang. One of the group's oldest members was at the head of the pack, celebrating each of her shots with victory cries. She made a shot that was icing on the cake, but the final nail in everyone else's coffin.

"Yeah! Take that, losers! I'm on my way to the top!"

Most of her opponents walked away, pretending to drown in the agony of defeat. Her only companion, a beautiful young male with soft black eyes, accompanied her to a bench. Together the two of them unzipped their knapsacks, pulled out water bottles and drank to their health. "Wow, that was an amazing game," the blackhaired male said, wiping his brow. "You were awesome out there!"

The male's companion was a high-spirited African American maiden. "Thanks! I try my hardest," she said, tossing her head back. "Why don't we take five underneath that wonderfully cool, shady tree?"

Her friend shoved his water bottle and towel into his white knapsack. "Sure. And by the way, Tommy says the same thing."

"I know," the young woman said with a shrug, shouldering her knapsack. "His charm has rubbed off on me. Guess that's what happens when you're so close to family."

Both maiden and hero walked towards their chosen tree, and were soon sitting underneath it. Neither of them spoke for a moment, simply enjoying each other's company over water bottles and birdsong. "Aisha," the hero said, bringing a smile to the maiden's face. His voice frequently reminded her of a puppy, tugging on his owner's pant leg.

"I have a feeling we'll be hearing from the guys soon. Something big's about to go down."

"You got that right. I feel like we've been living inside a horror flick the last couple of days."

She caught her friend's facial expression and was immediately apologetic. "No offense to you, sweetie," she said quickly, hands held up in surrender. "I was referring to our dreams! I should probably call them nightmares! Things can't get any crazier, can they?"

"Well, our family reunion should help out things. When we're all together, nothing's too hard to solve."

Once again, the two of them fell into silence. Aisha felt as if she had been shoved between a rock and a hard place, while Adam strolled through distant, heavy memories. The maiden wished to speak first, but her comrade beat her to the punch. "You know," he said, his soft voice laden with emotion. "Things were pretty hard. I thought I wasn't going to make it for a while, but looking back on everything, I realize just how annoying you all were, worrying about me."

As Adam confessed his feelings towards a certain situation, Aisha revisted his trauma. Like the other Rangers, she knew nothing of his 'vacation', but she was completely aware of its side effects. "How could you expect us not to worry about you?" she asked, wide-eyed. "I mean, come on. You were Rita's pet! And seeing one of your closest friends suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder? The first one to spell 'not fun' gets a lollipop!"

"Excuse me, Mom," the male Ranger said, laughing. "but I didn't exactly have a ball being one of Rita's robots!"

"Yeah, well, you can expect that to happen again in the year five-thousand and thirty-five. No way we're letting you out of our sight again."

The two of them floated across a pond of silence. Adam was the first to disturb the pond's surface, eyeing the decor around them. "You know," he said, prodding a piece of the decor. "These things are all over the place. I just thought the people were really interested in botany, but I'm surprised these things aren't covering the streets!"

Aisha took a moment to realize cerulean blue flowers had caught her friend's attention. "Now that you mention it," she said, eyeing the nearest flower as if it had transformed into a spider. "something's definitely fishy about this place. I would have noticed it sooner if I hadn't been babysitting you this whole time!"

Ignoring Aisha's playful remark, Adam rose to his feet. "When the cerulean skies meet sapphire streets, all will turn to light."

"Excuse me?"

The male Ranger turned to his longtime friend, eyes widened with the desire to seek answers. "When the cerulean skies meet sapphire streets, all will turn to light," he repeated, voice filled with apprehension. "I'm no poet. Noticing all of the flowers in the park made me remember a bit of my dream!"

"Hoooold on," the Yellow Ranger said, holding up her hands. "Aren't we all taking the same ride, or did you buy a different ticket?"

Before either one of them could tread further into cryptic visions, a communicator informed both of them of a call-a call from none other than a Ranger. "Adam here," the communicator's owner said, after pressing a single button. "What's up?"

The response was casual but instant. "Well, I haven't seen you in about a million years," the caller said, bringing a smile to two faces. "Other than that, we've got a few puzzles to figure out."

"We already had that part figured out, Tommy. That's what happens when you're tied to the hip with your family. You get all the cool benefits of telepathy!"

"Pretty cool stuff, huh? Now we can cut right to the case. We'll have to give you two a proper 'welcome back' party later. For now, you'll have to settle for hugs and kisses."

"Oh no! Save them all for Adam! I'm good. I just need a week long vacation!"

Laughter was shared between three Rangers, and then two beams of a rainbow ascended into a bright sky.