Here we go, on with the next chapter. This chapter is full of romance and choclate. I'm truly sorry for how long this has taken to write. As this is being written, i've been getting better myself after that curveball that came out of left field hit me upside the head.

This chapter was a bit of a difficulty for me to write, so I hope you all enjoy this.

Once again, Power Ranger's are all the property of Saban again...(yippy!) All I own are the OC's and the plot.

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It was well past dark when the guys finally pulled up to the Oliver house. As they all brought in the groceries and put them away, Connor's mind was busy, knowing what he was about to do…and worrying that Kira might reject him again.

It's time to pull up the big boy pants. He sternly told himself. Kira's already done her worst…giving her virginity to a total sleaze and she'd already rejected him…and punched him.

He really doubted she could do anything worse then that…unless she suddenly started cutting herself, or commit suicide. Her death would be the ultimate blow to him…he would certainly follow her if that happened.

Connor mentally shook his head. He absolutely refused to consider that possibility…he'd kidnap her himself and take her all the way to Alaska before he allowed that to happen. (even though he really hated being around water)

In his heart of hearts he knew the truth. She loved him as much he loved her…though he was sure he loved her even more.

And tonight he'd prove it.

After the food was put away, everyone but Dr. O left for their own hotel rooms. He gave his protégé a small smile and clapped him on the back before heading for his own room where his wife anxiously awaited him.

Connor watched him leave and then took a deep breath…he'd eagerly taken in all of Rocky's advice when it came to former yellow rangers, or more precisely, how to get through to them when they're being stubborn.

Chocolate. It solved all problems…at least for those who weren't allergic to it…that and sex. But Connor had adamantly refused that option…no matter how his body craved it…and it did a lot especially since she wore that curvy barmaid's outfit…he'd never admit to anyone how many fantasies she'd starred in with that outfit of hers.

Connor shook himself again and pulled out the package of Betty Crocker's Warm Delights and nuked the chocolate desert in the microwave and very carefully drew a heart with the fudge that was included.

Just the smell made his mouth water…but he restrained himself. Kira was more important…when sex wasn't an option, chocolate was.

And so, with the yummy desert, fork, napkin, and milk carton in hand he headed for the guest room. The door was partially open and Connor was grateful as he walked inside, slowly increasing the illumination in the room, and carefully as he could he sat on the end of the bed and gently blew on it.

It worked like a charm.

Moment's later, the smell of the gooey chocolate filled Kira's nostrils and she slowly sat up and gasped softly as she saw Connor sitting on the bed looking at her…and a microsecond later she noticed the peace offering he held in his hands.

Connor sat stock still as the woman he loved stared at him…or rather what was in his lap…and then into his eyes.

Kira hesitated for a moment…but then she spoke to him. "Connor, what's going on?"

"Chocolate is an aphrodisiac. I wanted to cheer you up…and we need to talk."

"What's to talk about? We broke up and there's nothing I can do to change that."

"No, we didn't. We didn't break up. You pushed me away, but what you forgot is that it takes two to tango. I love you way too much and will never let you go. It would kill me…so, I'm not gonna let you go, Kira."

That shocked the former yellow to her core. "How can you say that? Don't you know what I am?"

Connor narrowed his gaze at her. "Yeah. I do. You're a beautiful woman, former power ranger…and your everything to me. You're also the Rock Star that I've fallen head over heels with. And you're mine, I don't give a rat's ass what your dad says."

"You don't know what you're talking about. I'm a filthy disgusting whore who pants like one when I dream about…" Kira trailed off as Connor began to cut into the chocolate desert nonchalantly as she vocally cut herself down.

He impaled a piece on the fork and looked at her over the decadent treat.

Kira closed her eyes and inhaled and moaned softly. She froze realizing how she sounded and then hung her head in shame. "I really do sound like a whore. Please, take the chocolate away."

Connor lowered the fork back in to the plastic bowl and inched closer to her.

"I bought this for you. After all, you are my lady." here he lowered his voice and whispered in her ear. "A warrior princess that deserves all the love and protection I can give you."

Just as he expected her head shot up.

"A princess…me? And a warrior? You're crazy."

Connor shrugged his shoulders and again held up the chocolate to her mouth.

Kira looked into his eyes and then at the dessert. The smell of the dessert was so damn tempting. She looked at Connor again. He kept looking at her resolutely.

Slowly she opened her mouth and allowed him to feed her the delicatessen.

Connor breathed a sigh of relief as she chewed and swallowed and he fed her another piece. "Now that you can't talk back to me, I can finish what I was saying before you started verbally wounding yourself."

Kira's mouth was too full to for her to protest and she had no choice but to listen to him as he continued.

"You are a warrior princess. You never wavered in the heat of battle, not even when Dr. O was in a coma and we lost our powers. In my eyes you are a beautiful princess and a fierce fighter. I never for a moment thought you weak or a whore."

"But you have to admit that in your heart of hearts, that you're no match for your father. It's been proven over and over again that a true fighter has only one vulnerable spot. The heart. "

"That weak-ass control freak has you by your heart strings and he's using your need for a father to control you. He forced you to break up with me." He paused looking into her eyes steadily. "Even you know that."

The challenge hung in the air between them as Connor fed her another piece.

After Kira swallowed the piece Connor took the milk carton and opened it holding it up to her lips. (Rocky had warned him to not let her have the carton, in case she decided to use it as a projectile)

Kira took a sip gratefully as he continued.

"I really want to kick his ass right now, for all the misery he put you through and for all the time his psychotic interference has taken from us."

Connor picked up the last bit on the fork and held it up to her lips. She accepted it.

"But most of all, I want you back in my life. And I want the fierce warrior to come back and replace what you have become. I want the fierce warrior that I know you are back."

He gave her another sip of the milk.

"As for all the panting and moaning in your sleep…there's nothing you can do about that. I won't deny that I've had multiple dreams about making love to you until we collapse from exhaustion. If I didn't have such strong morals, I'd have claimed you in my bed already…and you'd probably be pregnant with our baby."

"If that makes you a ho, then I'm one too. One day I want to make those dreams a reality…for the both of us. But not until we get married. Once we tie the knot I'll take you to a nice secluded beach house or a cabin in the mountains." Connor grinned at her. "And then we can be ho's together. I'll submit to you and do what ever you ask of me…but I'll not leave you alone again."

Kira was very quiet as she thought over. She then lifted her eyes and was caught in his dark penetrating gaze.

"How can you love me so much? I'm not good enough for you."

Connor reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out the promise ring and showed it to her.

"Yes, you are. You have no idea how much I love you. It's almost more then my heart can handle. If you refuse to let me lavish you with my affection, it'll burst at the seams. I'm madly in love with you Kira Mc Knight."

Connor had unintentionally let slip the name he'd internally associated with Kira whenever he'd sceen her. No one ever knew it but more then once he'd dreamed about her, all aglow and standing opposite him as the preacher announced that they were married…of course that was usually followed by a very vivid dream of them making love to all hours of the morning…and nothing pleased him more in those times then to hear her screaming his name to the ceiling every time she reached the peak of her pleasure.

Kira was still hesitating.

Connor licked his lips. "Please, my lady warrior…allow me the honor of being your knight. To fight for your honor and defend you in the moments when you can't."

Kira was speechless now. This was an all new Connor. Where did he learn to speak like this? He addressed her as if she were royalty…not just a girl…or a whore like she'd believed she was.

"Love me Connor. I need you tonight." This was said as a tear slid down her cheek. "I can't go on without you."

"Give me your hand, Kira. Tonight, I'm renewing my promise to you."

When she held out her left hand he slid the promise ring on to the third finger of her hand.

"I swear by the Great Power within my blood, to wait for you…and to marry you when you're ready…and to never abandon you. I swear that I'll stand beside you against any and all who would try to separate us."

Saying this, he brushed a kiss across her knuckles.

Kira was crying freely now as Connor leaned forward and gently took her face in his hands pressing a kiss to her lips. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around his neck and gently pushed forward till he fell on his back as the kiss turned into many kisses that were passionate as they were loving.

Connor eventually had to pull back before their passion turned into something neither of them would be able to control. As it was, they were both out of breath.

Kira now rested against his chest still trying to regain her breath which had become ragged.

Connor grinned to himself as he gently rubbed circles on her back. Kira was back in his life again. The way they should've been before all the trouble began. Soon, maybe after Thanksgiving, he'd talk to the guys about maybe getting job at the dojo so he could start saving up to buy a ring. Kira was safe from Mr. Ford for now, but he didn't dare let down his guard. She'd accepted him back, and now he would do all he could to ensure her safety.

The next day was Thanksgiving. After the feast he'd put his plan into action…but for tonight…Connor trailed off from his inner monolog as he noticed Kira was asleep.

Tenderly he lifted Kira off his chest and lay her back on the pillow, and after shutting the lights off and stripping himself of all but his boxers he climbed in behind her and pulled the covers over them.

After kissing her one more time he gently pulled her close to him. Kira moaned in her sleep and nestled closer to him.

Connor smiled again. All was right again…the battle was won, and even though the war wasn't, he was ready. Together they'd fight and when she couldn't, he would.

No matter what, they'd win…he'd make sure of it.

Okay, so this may have been a little melodromadic. Before anyone accuses me of writing Connor OOC, I did it because, I know that there's a time in everyone's life when they go a little out of character. Anyone who dissagrees hasn't hit puberty yet. LOL.

Now that this chapter is up, I must go in search of choclate myself. LOL.

Up next, Thanksgiving fun!

See you next time!