Okay, this one will be much more fluffy. Or at least I think so. Hard to tell since I haven't written it yet. :) I don't own the Power Rangers. If I did, Merrick & Shayla would be together, Fran & RJ would be together, OO would have visited JF, JF would have visited RPM, and Dillon & Summer would have gotten together a long time ago. Ditto for Ziggy & Dr. K. Maybe I should change my name to the Female Bridge since I ramble so much… just kidding.

10: Denial

Kimberly was doing laundry in a small room in the Command Center. Since Billy hadn't quite managed to make the Command Center fully automated and she needed something to do between teaching/training at her gymnast studio some of the chores had fallen to her. But more often than not Billy helped out.

But with the evil Zen-aku on the loose, Billy was in front of his consul 24/7 to ensure Wild Force's safety. So Kimberly was on her own.

Pulling the colored load out of the dryer Kimberly dumped it into a large oblong container to fold elsewhere. But first she hung up the clothes. She had pink hangers and Billy had blue ones. Picking up a pale blue T-shirt Kimberly sniffed it. Even though it was freshly cleaned, it still smelled of Billy somehow. She cuddled it for a moment before hanging it up.

"That was weird," observed a friendly voice from behind her. Turning around, Kimberly beamed.

"Jason!"

"Hi, Kimberly," the sturdy black-haired man grinned back from the doorway. Curiously he inquired, "How's Wild Force holding up?"

"Um… the Blue Ranger had his Giraffe Zord crystal taken away by Zen-aku two days ago, so Billy's understandably upset about that."

Jason snorted. "Hey, Kim?"

"Don't ask about the shirt," Kim cut him off as she hung up her pink polo shirt. Jason was quiet, waiting. Finally Kimberly glowered at him.

"Stop doing that."

"Stop doing what?"

"That!"

Jason just smiled.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"I won't tell him."

"There's nothing to tell," Kim tried to convince not only Jason, but herself too.

Jason looked at her, clearly unconvinced.

"Nothing," Kimberly repeated. Jason just folded his arms.

"Why were you smelling Billy's shirt, Kim?"

"Because it smelled nice?"

"Because it was Billy's…" Jason's eyes narrowed at her. "Maybe all this time you've been spending with him is starting to influence your heart."

"That's nonsense," Kim grumbled, still hanging up clothes. Her feelings for Billy had been ignited the moment she had first laid eyes on him. It just was harder to deny her feelings now that she was spending nearly all day with him every day. But she had to, because there was no way Billy would ever see her in the same way.

You want nights too, a little voice whispered in her head. The accompanying image made Kimberly weak in the knees but she tried to hide it from Jason, who luckily was still mulling over the idea that Kimberly just might have a crush on Billy.

"So do you?"

"Do I what?"

"Have a crush on Billy."

"What? NO!" Kim yelped. Her heart pounding, she lied, "Billy and I are just friends, nothing more. I don't have any romantic feelings for him whatsoever."

"All right then," Jason said, not entirely convinced.

Neither of them was aware that Billy had been standing just a few feet down the hall, coming to tell Kimberly about the Wild Force Rangers' rescue of Princess Shayla from Zen-aku. Hearing her words, Billy's wolf spirit let out an anguished howl. It was now official. Kimberly did not return his feelings for her… whatsoever.

Okay, I lied. Not too fluffy. Kim & Billy have self-esteem issues. Like, don't like? Review either way. Scratch that. Please don't flame me. My little writer's ego is fragile enough already!