Hey! Sorry for the big gap between updates, things have been loco lately! So this idea came from the-painted-miao, (who is lovely!) It's something different and an awesome idea so I hope I did it justice :)So read, enjoy and see ya at the bottom!
I wish I owned the characters...and TSK, but I dont...wah :'(

Four Seasons

Spring
The light spring air blew gently through the fresh green leaves. The sky was a light blue tinged with silvery clouds ready to burst with April rain.
Two figures, hand in hand, strolled down the puddle washed forest paths, canopied by tall trees, which dripped the occasional old rain drop on their heads. It was a tradition of theirs, every time the ship docked and they had some time off, they walked. They walked for hours, rain or sunshine, hand in hand through leafy forests, luscious green fields or rocky canyons.

Taz looked up at the tall man, a smile etched on her lips. He peered down at her, "What?" he asked, smirking. "This is nice," she said giving his hand a squeeze. He reciprocated the gesture and said, "Uh huh. Every second I spend with you is perfect." She stopped in their path, taking his other hand and leaning into him. Up dipped his head to meet her lips, kissing her gently before pressing his cheek to hers. "Love you Taz," he said as she nuzzled his neck. She kissed him again as the cool drops began to fall through the canopy of trees, dripping down their foreheads, down the elegant curve of their noses and mingling at their smiling lips.

Summer
The hot July sun beat down; sweat beading on their brows and the bridge of their noses. They lay on the pier, not a cloud in the sky, enjoying their first vacation as a married couple. They had rented a cabin beside a sparkling blue lake in Normandy, France. They'd stay for a week before continuing on to North America where they planned to travel before staying in Up's old hometown for a while, then it was on to South America and maybe visit Mexico before finishing off their holiday in a yet to be decided location. They'd choose where ever they had enjoyed they most and right now, it looked as if the cabin in Normandy would be the place.

The lake, a brilliant blue colour, dazzled in the sunlight glaring onto the tinted glass of Up's sunglasses. He wore just a pair of board shorts, the sweltering heat making the cool water look even more appealing. His covered eyes shifted to Taz whose head rested in his lap as she sunbathed. An idea popped into his head, an idea that would probably get him in a lot of trouble, but it was too good to resist. In one swift movement he scooped Taz into his arms. "Up, what are jou-? NO! No, no! Up, don't jou dare!" she squealed as he threw her into the icy water. He laughed heartily as she emerged, hair plastered to her scowling face. "Jou're dead," and she grabbed his ankle, pulling him in. His head bobbed out of the water and he couldn't stop the smile when he saw that the string on Taz's bikini had come undone.
He thanked whatever mysterious deceased greater being that ruled the universe and the technicians back at the Galactic League for the updated robotics that made up the right side of his body. Thanks to them he could frolic and swim in the water with his now half naked wife and not have to worry about short-circuiting.

Autumn
When Taz first joined the Academy she was the youngest in her class. She had been fast-tracked into the Academy, despite her age, after proving that she was well on the way to being a brave and strong fighter. Taz was always at the top of her class with her good grades and being one of the best fighters with stamina to match some of the best Rangers. However, she did have to take extra classes in math and English just to keep her up to date with the rest.
So Up took it upon himself, as her self appointed mentor, to give her any help she needed. Math was not her strong point but English was a completely different matter. She loved to read, which gave her the boost she needed and she was eager to learn, but it not being her first language she still found some words hard to get a grip on.

"Up, what's this word?" she asked looking up from her book. Leaning over to take look he said, "Uh, autumn," he said clearly. She looked at him with a confused expression, "What the hell does that mean?" He smirked, "It's a season. Yano like winter or summer?" She nodded, "Okay," she paused, "And how do jou say it?" Up took a seat beside her and placed his finger under the word, pronouncing it for her in his Southern drawl, a process he'd done hundreds of times with the girl. "You try," he encouraged. "Aw-tum-nah," she knew she'd got it wrong and ducked her head. "S'all right, give it another try," said Up. "Aw-tun?" "Almost. Don't pronounce the 'n' at the end, all right? Aw-tum. Give 'er another go," Up was a patient and caring mentor.
Taz sighed, "I'm so bad at this." Up placed a hand on her shoulder, "Taz, look at me." Her chocolaty eyes peered up at the older man. "You're doing great," he smiled. "Gracias," she took a little breath and said, "Aw-tum. Autumn. Si?" she said it perfectly. "Si Taz! Well done, told you that you're great!" said Up, wrapping an arm around her and squeezing gently. She beamed at him, "That's because I have such a great teacher."

Winter
Taz hated winter. The way the icy air cut through her, the dismal, dull weather, the way that no matter what how many layers she wore she was still cold. Even on the ship, she found herself shiver as she walked through the cold, sterile corridors. After training, she loved the warmth that spread through her after doing something physical, but it never lasted long enough. She spent long times in the shower, revelling in the scalding water cascading on her, warming her but never for long enough.

The one thing Taz did like about winter was the excuse the icy temperatures gave her to sneak into Up's room at night. It was always the same. From about the last week in October until late January, she'd sneak out of her room at 1am and creep down the hall, knock once on his door and let herself in. Up was always awake, waiting for her, and let her crawl in beside him. They'd talk for ages before going to sleep, cosily radiating heat between them.

Up loved the winter, purely because of the chilly winter nights filled with their chats in the earlily morning hours and the feeling of being so close to the petite Latina. It worked for both of them.

I dunno if I'm happy with this or not...what did you think? Leave me a review, maybe a prompt. I'm working on all the prompts I've gotten and the next chapter should be up later this week :) but I do have a dance show plus rehearsals for my next show is starting tomorrow so I'll do my best :)
Guys, your reviews are asdfghjk amazing! I LOVE YOU ALL :'D
Love Amy x