Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers. If I did I would have a joke where someone says that Tommy always attracts the bad girls. But I am writing this fan fic I might have Michael say it. Hey think about when he first meet Kat she wanted to claw his clothes off and Elsa had a crush on him after he saved her.
Sign Laugage
Thought and telepathic communications
Talking
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Chapter 6
Lightning Bolts
"Dang I wished I had some of this stuff in the gym back home." Michael thought as he got off Tommy's weight machine. He was doing three reps of one-eighty ten times before hearing the drier buzz. Michael was going to wash his clothes when he noticed Tommy left his clothes in the washer. So now he has to pull the paleontologist's clothes out of the drier before throwing his in. Michael quickly ran up the stairs and wiped his hands on his shirt before putting the clean clothing in the basket. Michael had just started the modern drying device when Tommy entered.
"Hey B.C. you forgot to take your clothes out so I did it for ya." Michael forced a smile back when Tommy groaned.
"Don't call me that."
"Well, I can't very well call ya Christmas Ranger now can I?" Tommy just mumbled something to the effect of 'I hate you.'
"Yet your forced to put up with me, or else your girlfriend will kill ya."
"Hayley's not my girlfriend." Tommy said through gritted teeth.
"Ok, your fuck buddy." Michael quickly ducked when Tommy swing at him.
"What's a matter been a while since you've gotten any?" Michael joked while surprising Dr. Oliver by throwing the basket of clothes at of him. It him square in the face and left him stunned long enough for Mike to slip by running back to the lab. After recovering from his own personal belongs being hurled at him, Tommy Oliver gave chase following the man that brought up his sex life even though it was nonexistent into his lab. When he arrived Michael was in a Tate Seishan Dachi fighting stance. Then a grin creeped upon Tommy's face.
"That smartalleck tricked me to get down here." "If you to wanted spar all you had to ask?"
"And let you get scared away from my middleweight title, I don't think so." Michael said as he began with a spinning back kick that was easily defended. Now Tommy was on the offense performing a multitude of jabs and kicks. Each blow he expected to deal was blocked with little to no effort.
"Damn he's good." Tommy mentally giving his opponent props after being caught off guard by a simple sweep as he landed flat on his back. He quickly rolled away and stood up being caught by a jumping side kick to the chest causing him to stumble back a few steps.
"I expected more from the great Tommy Oliver. Looks like your nothing but an another overrated ranger like Conner."
"Conner is not even in my league." Tommy retorted as he feinted a side kick with his right just to come across with roundhouse with his left sending his opponent reeling.
"This is going to be fun." Michael thought after he quickly shook out the cob webs. Tommy took the moment hesitation Michael had to go on the offensive once more. He started throwing jabs that were barely dodged by Michael. After about third consecutive miss Michael caught Tommy's left arm and dealt a backfist followed by a spinning heel kick that connected to the back of the head. Tommy stumbled forward a little after the stunning combo. The moment he turned around he was meet by a hook kick to the chest causing him to fall back once more.
"I need to slow him down some or else." The paleontologist thought when Michael went for an ax kick. The former ranger blocked the blow and countered with a spinning sweep kick causing his opponent to land on his back.
"So that's how you want to play." said Michael while he popped back up and did a back flip kick that grazed Tommy's chin. Tommy was amazed by the speed of the attack that came though he was barely able to dodge.
"I have to admit, Michael, you're quick."
"Well my nickname is Lightnin for areason." he said reminding the doctor of paleontology before starting to throw a barrage of jabs in his direction. Tommy was blocking while studying the rhythm of punches. When he had the flow memorized he countered with a jab of his own.
"Looks like 'Lightnin' doesn't strike twice."
"I've heard that one before, Black Christmas." Tommy even though slightly fuming he found himself surpressing a laugh. Tommy began performing three spinning jump kicks where all but the last one was ducked. Michael felt the pain coming from his left shoulder but he couldn't be concerned with it.
"I think I should have him feel the power of lightning." Michael thought as Tommy began his advance. When Tommy performed a seven twenty butterfly kick he found his opening. Michael jumped away from the blow and the moment his adversary landed he stepped forward and landed a left jab, which was followed by a right cross, then a left hook, an uppercut from the right and was finished by a jumping crescent kick where the outside of his left foot connect to the head of Tommy. All he could do was land face first to the mat. He tried to get back up but felt somebody's foot on his back.
"Do you yeild?"
"Yeah you won." Michael removed his foot and helped Tommy back up.
"How did you like my 'Power of Lightning' combo?"
"Impressive technque."
"Thanks. But the only reason I scored it was because of the butterfly kick."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I found that with them the person that performs them have shift focus between the attack itself and the landing. And the very moment that you landed I had to strike or risk getting countered."
"I guess your a very adept martial artist."
"No I just know the ins and outs of butterfly kicks." Michael said with his right hand behind his head and a life.
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Conner just arrived at his ex-mentors house with Ethan and Trent in the soccer van. After Hayley went psycho on them they agreed that Tommy was going need some help retrieving his friends from the airport. From what each member of the original team relayed after calling back about the plane tickets it was going to be Jason first at 8:15 and everyone else minus Kat coming in at fifteen minute intervals. Kat's plane was schedule to arrive at about eleven. So they figured that maybe it would be best to bring the van along due to the fact that Tommy's jeep could barely fit four other passengers.
Conner checked his watch to reveal that it was seven'o clock on the nose. Tommy was very insistent that he was not late picking them up so he had the younger male rangers arrive before half past seven. As they walked in they smelt something delicious and walked in the kitchen. Michael and Tommy was just sitting down to eat some gorgeous looking ham, cheese, and bacon omelets complete with hash browns and sausage. They noticed Michael was wearing the clothes from the day before and their beloved teacher was wearing a green t-shirt that read 'I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you throw the first punch' and his trademark cargo pants.
"Michael, please tell me you made enough for the rest of us."
"What makes you think I didn't make them, Conner?"
"Maybe because he knows you can cook worth a shit, B.C." Michael's response cause a slight chuckle between younger dino rangers. Michael couldn't help but think why did they still wore their old ranger colors. Conner, Ethan and Trent wore a button up shirts in their respected color and khaki pants.
"Stop calling me that!"
"Oh come on I even had a song prepared for you and everything. Do you want to hear it?"
"No."
"Yes." All Dr. Oliver could do was groan.
"Allright here goes."
I'm dreaming of Black Christmas.
Just like the one I know.
Where the zords glisten,
and rangers listen.
To hear their mighty morphing call.
All of the former students couldn't help but laugh. Tommy was red in the face and could do only one thing. Throw his fork at Michael. To bad he caught it with his telekenis.
"Now Tommy, you know better than to throw forks at people. Someone could lose an eye." He said while setting it back near Tommy's plate.
"I forgot you could do that."
"Why am I not surprised?"
"Ethan, now don't you start with me." Now it was Michael's turn to laugh. He hadn't had this much fun since he pulled the haunted house routine back when his sister and him were in college and having a party.
"Not wanting to sound like someone else is there any for the rest of us?"
"Yeah, Trent, there is help yourself. I'll hold Conner up just long enough for you and Ethan to get what you want."
"I don't think so." Conner said booking it for the food. To bad he was going nowhere fast.
"Mike, when you said you would hold Conner up I didn't think you meant literally." Ethan said while him and the former white ranger retrieved their plates and silverware before getting their fill.
"This is not fair."
"Consider this payback for last night."
"What did I do last night?"
"Telepathic abilities, mental exhaustion, Kira, and your perverted mind. Do the math."
"Great and I barely passed it with a C-." This would have caused a laugh, but, everyone minus Conner shuddered.
"To bad I passed it with an A+." Ethan said hoping he still had an appetite
"How much did you hear from our thoughts?" Tommy said in a panic stricken voice.
"Somewhere around you thinking that two people can't keep their minds out of a Kira's pants." Obviously he bought the lie because he breathed a sigh of relief now it was Conner's turn to be horrified.
"Whatever you do don't tell Kira I thought that one thing about me putting a banana..."
"Conner, unless you want me to break you in two I suggest that you shut up. It's bad enough I heard it from your thoughts I don't need to hear it from your mouth." Conner obedently closed his mouth out of fear for his own personal well being.
"Thanks you." Replied three very appreciative ex-rangers as Ethan and Trent took there seats at the table.
"Alright, they got what they wanted so can I get what's left?" Conner asked which was responded by being dropped on his ass. As he got up he grumbled something about psychics and bruised tailbones.
"Guys do me a favor and don't let it be known that I was your black ranger. The last thing I need is for them to make fun of me. I'm already getting enough of it from Jase thanks to Conner."
"Dr. O, how many times do I have to apologize for that?" Conner yelled from the kitchen.
"Same amount that he comes up with some sort of color joke."
"Tommy, don't worry. From this point on I won't say anything around them about you being in black unless someone decides to spill the beans." Michael said while cutting hash browns with his fork while everyone else glared at the former Red Ranger.
"Why does everybody think I'm going to let it slip again?"
"Maybe because you will, Conner."
"Oh shut up evil in carnete."
"Wow looks like you used that dictionary I gave you at graduation."
"Stuff it blue boy." Conner snapped as he sat down with his plate full of food.
"To bad Conner isn't the one I'm thinking of. And on that note..." "Hey, Tommy, do you mind if you dropped me off at Hayley's."
"Sure, why do you ask?"
"Because unlike you I don't need to be with the three amigos." Michael said jerking his thumb. Tommy just nodded his head.
"Well you better hop in the shower and see if you can borrow some of Dr. O's clothes."
"Trent, first off I had washed my clothes earlier this morning while I worked out in the gym. I was wearing my gym clothes so shut up, Conner. Second, I took a shower after me and Tommy had a sparring session. Thirdly, I don't think I'm in his good graces thanks to a commitment I said that got him to spar with me at 5:30 in the morning."
"Who won and what was the comment?"
"Conner, unless you want Kira to know that thought shut up." Tommy said knowing Mike would have said the same.
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At about seven forty-five a.m Tommy's jeep pulled in front of his best friend's apartment building.
"Thanks, Tommy." Michael said getting out.
"Remember it's apartment 312."
"I thought it was 302." Michael said jokingly.
"Yeah it ... very funny." Tommy said while the person that he just dropped off began walking away sure he was grinning. To bad he was wrong. Michael felt fear coming from near by already know who it belonged to.
"Relax, Kim, he's just dropping me off."
"Thanks. I don't know how he would react seeing me like am before I can put on any make up." Michael couldn't help but look down as he heard Tommy drive off when he reached the stairs slowly climbing them.
"Does it look bad?"
"Well it could be worse but it's still bad."
"Alright, will you open the door so I won't have to knock when I get there."
"No problem." Michael had reached the top of the stairwell when apartment 312's door opened revealing Kim in a short sleeve pink t-shirt and blue shorts. Michael quickly ran up and hugged her much to her surprise.
"You better be Michael or else I'm going to be mad."
"Kim, it could be worse. When I meet him he feel over a coffee table." Kira said look in her direction from the couch she was sleeping on. Still wearing her evening atire.
"In my defense I was in shock. It's not everyday you find yourself in a parallel dimension."
"Why don't you two come in so we can get started with the make-up job. Michael, there's cereal if you need it." said Hayley who was wearing a light blue button up and black pants.
"Don't worry I already ate." said Michael as he and Kimberly walked in. Kim took a seat at Kira's left and Michael stood at Hayley's right.
"Please tell me that you cooked."
"Kim, Tommy might be my childhood hero, but, I'm not crazy enough to let him cook."
"I don't blame you one time back in college we had a few other college friends of ours over for a movie marathon and he ruined nachos."
"How do you ruin nachos?"
"Kira, I have no clue but he did."
"Sounds like our Tommy." added Kim
"Um... I might still be tired from last nights drive back but are you wearing the same clothes from yesterday?"
"Don't worry I washed them."
"Why didn't he at least offer you a different shirt?" Hayley asked in annoyance
"He's a little mad at me for teasing him this morning."
"What did you say?" asked Kim in an annoyed tone.
"Well a part of it was because of me calling him B.C. and the other part was about his and Hayley's relation ship." That was when the very intelligent woman slapped Michael's shoulder.
"Ow. Damn, Hayley, Tommy left a bruise there from our sparing."
"Well in that case." The cafe owner balled up her fist and punched the same spot causing Michael to howl in pain and quickly took a seat that was vacant beside the former yellow.
"You know me and him our just friends."
"Oh come on some people back home like to think you two are friends with benefits. Ow, Kira, please. What is it hit a person's bruise day?"
"No it's hit Michael's bruise day." Said Kim as she reached over and had her shot.
"Geez," Michael said while rubbing his very sore shoulder, "I should have took my chances with banana boy."
"Rocky is coming?"
"Yeah, but that wasn't the person I'm thinking. Don't ask."
"Does it have to do with the reason why we separated so fast?" Hayley's question was answered with a look of contempt.
"So, what's the plan when the guys pick up the original team?" asked Kira hoping this would change the subject. Even though she had an inkling who it was about.
"Tommy told me on the drive here that the boys are going to bring about half of the team to the Cyber Cafe while he and whoever's left are going to wait at the airport for Katherine." All of a sudden Kim gave a small shutter.
"Let me guess she's the reason why you didn't stick around after the Maligore bit."
"Yeah, Michael, when I saw what was between them I knew it was to late."
"And you got back together with you know who."
"Psychics." Kim grumbled
"Hey, I had a psychic bond with my sister for over a decade. I can't help it if I pick up on things." Now Kim had to laugh. She didn't expect that reaction but loved it none the less.
"Well if you excuse me I need to cover this bruise, Hayley, do you care to help?"
"Sure."
"And I need to hit the shower and get changed."
"Don't wear something that will give Conner and Trent any ideas. I could barely handle what I heared last night." This caused Kira to laugh some even though she did have some sympathy for the telepathic man. As the girls left Michael asked Hayley if he could watch some TV while he waited which was responded by a prominent yes from the women.
"Jeez Louisa mother of Pisa. I wasn't going to watch them." Michael thought as he turned the television on and did some channel surfing. Not even five minutes into a show he heard a ring that reminded him of the old communicators page.
"Michael, will you answer my phone?" yelled Kim from Hayley's room
"No problem." Michael yelled back. He quickly turned the tv off and answered the phone that was on the coffee table.
"Kimberly Hart's phone, Michael Mayes speaking."
"I thought Kim's fiancee name was Nick Norris." said a woman on the other line.
"Oh I wouldn't be worried about him because he'sout of thepicture."
"Is she ok?"
"Except for a bruise on her cheek everything is coconstetic."
"Can I talk to her?"
"Sure, but may I ask who is calling?"
"Tell her that it's Trini."
"Your last name wouldn't be Kwan by chance?" Michael asked with fear laced in his voice.
"Yeah, how did you guess?"
"You'll find out later, but for right now do yourself a favor and pull the phone away from your ear."
"Why?"
"Trust me. KIMBERLY! KIMBERLY!" Kim and Hayley ran into the living just to see a very white Michael. It was almost funny considering he was wearing a black leather jacket.
"Michael, what's wrong?"
"Trini's is wanting to talk." Said Michael as he stood up handed Kim the phone.
"Thanks but what's with the look on your face."
"I'll tell you when your done talking with Trini."
"Why don't you tell me now?" Kim demanded
"Thuy Trang is dead, Kim."
"What does that have to do with..." Thats when she remembered her and Michael's conversation from last night. "...I better finish this call first."
"Kim, you better tell Trini she needs to keep quiet about you being here."
"Way ahead of you, Hayley."
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A/N: Ok I know that sucked a little. I got to stop focusing on something I shouldn't be thinking of. But I already know it will be awesome. How did you like the song parody I wrote? I sort of hope nobody has already done it. But if someone has I'm sorry. Don't worry I'm not going to have Michael freakout when he meets Trini. Well not very much. And don't worry I already have a few ideas for whose going to be the SPD Rangers' parents. I'm going to use my threory on who they are in the next couple of chapters. Oh can you good people think of some titles with "Lightning" in them. Right now I'm focused on the next chapter and I don't want to be worrying about the titles as well.
