Set during Dino Thunder, doesn't really matter when though.

Color

Tommy hated the color pink and everything that it represented, but it hadn't always been that way. There was a time in his life when the color stood for love and happiness, but that had been years ago, back when he was young and 'hopelessly' in love with the pink ranger.

He had never been overly found of the color, it was too bright, too vivacious for his taste. It was a color that all the shallow valley girls seemed to be addicted to, and sadly enough they all had the closets to show for it. Sometimes, when Tommy first arrived in Angle Grove, he had to keep his eyes trained on the floor of the hallway to keep from being blinded by the sea of bubbly pink clad, shallow teenager girls.

But then one day, he meet the one girl who probably had the closet with the most pink clothes out of all the other females in the school, but he found that he suddenly didn't mind that she wore that atrocious color day in and day out like it was the only color on the planet worth wearing.

Eventually he learned why she always wore pink, and it just made him love her…it…all the more. He wasn't sure when he officially stopped hating it, but he was pretty sure it was around the time she became his official girlfriend. He loved to parade around the school with the queen of pink and smile proudly knowing that she was all his…but that was before Kimberly broke his heart and turned his against the wretched color altogether.

He knew it was silly and a bit childish to dislike a color merely because it was the favorite of an ex-girlfriend, but Tommy just couldn't help himself. Something inside of him had snapped after he received the letter and he had sworn to distance himself from anything and everything that would remind him of Kimberly, and that included the color pink.

There were times when he took it to the extreme, he knew, he didn't need anyone to tell him that it was stupid not to date a girl because she liked the color, or because she was wearing a pink item. He even had to stop himself from failing a student because she wore pink to his class ever other day and wrote her homework in a pink glitter pen. He knew it was foolish to walk all the way around the store just to avoid a sale where they had clothing, including something pink, for 50 off, but that was two things that reminded him of the women he had sworn to forget. There were just entirely too many painful memories for him to swallow when they decided to assault him, and he did his best to just stay away from it all.

Now black, that was a color that he could live with. It was dark and mysterious, nothing like bright, perky pink. It didn't hurt his eyes or his heart to look at it, and it most certainly didn't remind him of Kimberly…unless he thought about how their relationship had descended into inky black darkness…but then if he wanted to go that route, he could find fault in every color…but pink was by far the worst.

Oh boy, can you tell it's like 3 am? ...um, review? Please...