(Skipping the Disclaimer. You all know who owns them.)
A/N: Yeah, something is up with the Uploading part of my stories... the quotation marks seem to be turned into weird symbols. Until I can figure that out, I will try not to use them as much as possible, so as not to screw up sentences and stuff. So, here is what I am thinking: I will use = for quotes, and - for thoughts, or whatever. Again, Im sorry about this. I dont know what the deal is. But finally, here is chapter seven of The Idealistic Daydream.
THE AWKWARD REUNION
Baku scampered madly about, both afraid and angry at the defeat of the Leeches. =What are those ridiculous, colored beings who melted my Leeches? Oh, Lord Damien will not be happy. Not happy at all.= He shuddered at the thought of what his master might do, were he to find out that Angel Grove is protected by a force capable of defeating the Leeches. Baku wriggled in his shoes, and hopped sideways around the orb that floated just above its staff. =Baku has not yet found the crystal, and master will wake up soon! What is Baku to tell him? What will Baku say?= The green hobbit- creature chewed on his fingers, sweat beads forming on his forehead. =Baku does not know where to look! Master will be so upset-=
=Upset at what, my puny minion? Do not tell me you have failed my simple request.= Damien stood over Baku, with his purple eyes gleaming in the light of the orb.
Trembling, Baku grasped his hands tightly together and swallowed hard. Moving first his eyes, and then his whole head, he faced his Lord. =Master, Baku must inform you... Please, do not be upset with me, master. I do not know where they came from! Baku sent the Leeches to search for your crystal, but master! They have been defeated! Forgive me, master! Baku does not know-= Baku was once again cut off by Damien.
=I beg your pardon? The Leeches were what?= Damien glared into the orb, and the current image began to swirl. Bright colors began to mix, and Damien relaxed his stare. What he saw was a replay of the battle between the Leeches, and the Zeo Rangers. =This cannot be.= He growled with disgust, and pulled his eyes away from the orb. Simply raising an arm, the staff rose from where it had been planted, and floated into Damiens hand. =Its that wizard, Zordon. He must be empowering his pathetic pack of teenage warriors with the powers of the five other Zeo crystals!=
Baku cowered in his place, his knees shaking. =Master, what of your plan now? Surely the wizard knows of your arrival to this place...=
Damien stopped walking and winced his eyes. =Yes, I know, Baku. I must not waste my temper on such a small dilemma. Instead, I shall try and make the best of the situation.= He turned to face Baku, with his free hand on his chin. =All of the Zeo crystals are connected by their powers, are they not?=
Baku only nodded quickly.
=Then I shall have to keep a close watch on the Zeo Rangers. If one should venture near the White crystal, it will give off an increased amount of power! Then all I will have to do is simply break the shield, and the crystal is mine!= He laughed in a demonic tone. = I will have infinite powers, and the universe will kneel at my feet!=
Baku gave an uncertain laugh, keeping his fists close to his mouth. He watched as Damien waved a hand over the viewing orb, gazing deeply into it, no doubt seeking out the rangers. -Baku wonders how master will break the shield. What does master have planned?-
* * * * *
Tommy wandered through the crowd of anxious people in one of the numerous waiting areas of the airport. His hands moist from nervous perspiration, he walked over and took an open seat near the boarding dock Kimberly was to appear from. -Man, Ive never been so nervous in my life,- he thought, scanning the faces of the people rushing about. -What if she really did meet someone else? What if I cant say the right thing to get her to change her mind?- His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice seeming to argue with another. Standing, he looked to his right to see Kimberly by the revolving conveyer belt, where she held on to a suitcase in one hand, and was struggling to pull a carry-on from someone else with her other.
Kim could see that the woman was obviously not willing to give up. =Maam, Im telling you...this is MY BAG! I just set it down to grab my suitcase and...= She was pulling hard, but trying to be polite at the same time.
=No, no. This bag is mine! It has my precious Poodles doggie treats inside. Look!= The elderly woman began to unzip the bag with her shaky hand. Upon undoing the zipper, an assortment of toiletries was revealed, along with a hair brush, and a pink and white wind breaker.
=You see, miss? This has got my toothpaste and toothbrush in it, and Im sure thats not something you want your dog playing with.= The reaction Kim got then from the woman made her grind her teeth in frustration.
=What have you done with my Poodles toys? You, young lady are a thief! Security! Security, help!= The woman was now pulling on the carry on with both hands, refusing to let go.
-I dont believe this,- Kim thought, rolling her eyes. She glanced around and found a number of bystanders laughing at her predicament. -Well gee, dont every body rush in to help me,- she thought again. =Oh, maam, please. We dont need security. Um, oh! Look! See, this tag has my name on it...= Kim read it out loud. = Kimberly Ann Hart, Angel Grove, Ca-= Kim stopped reading when a fourth hand grabbed a handle of the bag. Kim examined it, taking notice of every protruding vein and admiring the handsome tan of the skin. Fearing that she recognized this hand, she traced up the arm with her eyes, until she looked right into the face of Tommy Oliver.
He had taken the opportunity to walk up without hesitation, and gently pried the bag from both womens hands. Looking only briefly to Kim with a shy smile, he turned his full attention to the woman. =Maam? I couldn't help but notice a similar carry-on set right down there, next to the dog in the purse. Maybe you could take a look? You might find what you were looking for...= He watched the woman waddle over with shuffling feet, and heard her cry out in surprise when she found that the bag had indeed hidden the various dog treats she claimed as stolen. Tommy laughed under his breath, and with a big smile, turned to face Kim.
Bitting her lip at the scene she had just witnessed, all she could mutter at the moment was =Thanks,= and then she reached down for her suitcase. -Why is it so hard to look at him?- she wondered, fiddling with the handle to the luggage. -Its been so long. Hes probably thinking about the same thing I am. I just wonder if he took it seriously. That will make it harder for me to explain things.- She stopped for a moment, and then stood up straight. Only sneaking peaks at Tommy from behind her lose, cinnamon brown hair that framed her face, she asked shyly, =Wait, what are...=
Tommy didnt hesitate to answer. =Your uncle. He uh, asked me to pick you up.= He nodded at his response with a shrug.
=Oh.=was all Kim said in reaction. And then, =Im glad he asked you...= She smiled slightly, and then looked around her, rather than at the handsome man she still had feelings for.
Tommy watched Kims wandering eyes, and then told her, =Well, my truck is parked right outside. I got lucky in finding a spot. If you are ready to go...= He pointed with a backwards thumb over his shoulder, and after Kim had nodded, he offered to carry her suitcase. Walking silently, the two teens loaded the luggage in the bed, and seated themselves in the car, driving away and leaving the panic of the airport behind them.
* * * * *
After what seemed like the longest drive ever, Tommy pulled his truck into the driveway of Kims uncles house. They sat for a moment, not saying a word. But Kim managed to break the silence.
=So, thank you for picking me up,= She paused. =It was nice of you, Tommy.= She made no hurry to leave the car, and did so in a gentle manner instead. Tommy closed his eyes and let out a breath.
-Come on, Oliver,- he told himself. -You can do this. Just ask her to meet up with you somewhere later...- His thoughts were broken when Kim walked by the drivers window carrying her luggage. He might have well hit his head with his hand, for he jumped out of the car and blurted out an apology. -Sorry, Kim. Here, let me take that stuff. I was just...thinking.= She allowed him to take her luggage, and he stumbled up the three porch steps to the front door. Remembering the key given to him by Kims uncle, he pulls it out of his back pocket with a free hand, and gives it to Kimberly.
She takes it, and first looks at Tommy. Then, she moves to the front door, and fits the key in its lock, turning it and unlocking the door. Tommy followed her inside quickly, and set the luggage down to the side of the door. Wiping his still moist hands on his shirt, he shrugged and looked at the beautiful girl before him. -She has hardly changed. Her hair is longer, but shes all the more beautiful.- He couldnt help but stare, and Kim couldnt help but take notice of him.
=So,= she began, swinging her arms slightly at her sides.
=So,= he responded.
Kim let out a heavy breath, and bit her lip. -Its got to happen sooner or later, Kim. Dont put it off any longer.- She looked into Tommys eyes, and opened her mouth. =Look, Tommy. We both know what were trying to avoid, but if you feel like I do, then I know its killing you inside, too. I owe you an explanation, and we have a lot of talking to do.=
Tommy nodded. =Im so glad you could at least come up with the courage to say something. I was afraid you might... Well, anyway, what if we maybe, met somewhere? You know, to talk things over?=
Kim agreed. =If you give me an hour or so to get cleaned up, we could meet up at the lake. Its been a while since Ive seen the sun set there. Ive always liked just sitting and watching it. It will be quiet...= She stopped herself, and let him answer.
=Then, uh, I guess its settled. How about I meet you at eight?= As they kept the conversation going, it became easier for him to look at her, and speak with normalcy.
=That sounds good. See you there.= She flashed a smile.
=Alright. I will just let you get unpacked and all.= He turned to the door.
=Tommy?= He turned to face her again, his hand on the door knob. Kim pinched her lips together innocently. =Dont be late.= She giggled silently.
He sighed a smile, looking at the ground outside. =I wont,= he whispered. = Closing the door behind him, he spoke under his breath. =I promise.= Getting back into his truck, he started the engine, and drove off toward his own home, his breathing becoming a little more relaxed.
A/N: Yeah, something is up with the Uploading part of my stories... the quotation marks seem to be turned into weird symbols. Until I can figure that out, I will try not to use them as much as possible, so as not to screw up sentences and stuff. So, here is what I am thinking: I will use = for quotes, and - for thoughts, or whatever. Again, Im sorry about this. I dont know what the deal is. But finally, here is chapter seven of The Idealistic Daydream.
THE AWKWARD REUNION
Baku scampered madly about, both afraid and angry at the defeat of the Leeches. =What are those ridiculous, colored beings who melted my Leeches? Oh, Lord Damien will not be happy. Not happy at all.= He shuddered at the thought of what his master might do, were he to find out that Angel Grove is protected by a force capable of defeating the Leeches. Baku wriggled in his shoes, and hopped sideways around the orb that floated just above its staff. =Baku has not yet found the crystal, and master will wake up soon! What is Baku to tell him? What will Baku say?= The green hobbit- creature chewed on his fingers, sweat beads forming on his forehead. =Baku does not know where to look! Master will be so upset-=
=Upset at what, my puny minion? Do not tell me you have failed my simple request.= Damien stood over Baku, with his purple eyes gleaming in the light of the orb.
Trembling, Baku grasped his hands tightly together and swallowed hard. Moving first his eyes, and then his whole head, he faced his Lord. =Master, Baku must inform you... Please, do not be upset with me, master. I do not know where they came from! Baku sent the Leeches to search for your crystal, but master! They have been defeated! Forgive me, master! Baku does not know-= Baku was once again cut off by Damien.
=I beg your pardon? The Leeches were what?= Damien glared into the orb, and the current image began to swirl. Bright colors began to mix, and Damien relaxed his stare. What he saw was a replay of the battle between the Leeches, and the Zeo Rangers. =This cannot be.= He growled with disgust, and pulled his eyes away from the orb. Simply raising an arm, the staff rose from where it had been planted, and floated into Damiens hand. =Its that wizard, Zordon. He must be empowering his pathetic pack of teenage warriors with the powers of the five other Zeo crystals!=
Baku cowered in his place, his knees shaking. =Master, what of your plan now? Surely the wizard knows of your arrival to this place...=
Damien stopped walking and winced his eyes. =Yes, I know, Baku. I must not waste my temper on such a small dilemma. Instead, I shall try and make the best of the situation.= He turned to face Baku, with his free hand on his chin. =All of the Zeo crystals are connected by their powers, are they not?=
Baku only nodded quickly.
=Then I shall have to keep a close watch on the Zeo Rangers. If one should venture near the White crystal, it will give off an increased amount of power! Then all I will have to do is simply break the shield, and the crystal is mine!= He laughed in a demonic tone. = I will have infinite powers, and the universe will kneel at my feet!=
Baku gave an uncertain laugh, keeping his fists close to his mouth. He watched as Damien waved a hand over the viewing orb, gazing deeply into it, no doubt seeking out the rangers. -Baku wonders how master will break the shield. What does master have planned?-
* * * * *
Tommy wandered through the crowd of anxious people in one of the numerous waiting areas of the airport. His hands moist from nervous perspiration, he walked over and took an open seat near the boarding dock Kimberly was to appear from. -Man, Ive never been so nervous in my life,- he thought, scanning the faces of the people rushing about. -What if she really did meet someone else? What if I cant say the right thing to get her to change her mind?- His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice seeming to argue with another. Standing, he looked to his right to see Kimberly by the revolving conveyer belt, where she held on to a suitcase in one hand, and was struggling to pull a carry-on from someone else with her other.
Kim could see that the woman was obviously not willing to give up. =Maam, Im telling you...this is MY BAG! I just set it down to grab my suitcase and...= She was pulling hard, but trying to be polite at the same time.
=No, no. This bag is mine! It has my precious Poodles doggie treats inside. Look!= The elderly woman began to unzip the bag with her shaky hand. Upon undoing the zipper, an assortment of toiletries was revealed, along with a hair brush, and a pink and white wind breaker.
=You see, miss? This has got my toothpaste and toothbrush in it, and Im sure thats not something you want your dog playing with.= The reaction Kim got then from the woman made her grind her teeth in frustration.
=What have you done with my Poodles toys? You, young lady are a thief! Security! Security, help!= The woman was now pulling on the carry on with both hands, refusing to let go.
-I dont believe this,- Kim thought, rolling her eyes. She glanced around and found a number of bystanders laughing at her predicament. -Well gee, dont every body rush in to help me,- she thought again. =Oh, maam, please. We dont need security. Um, oh! Look! See, this tag has my name on it...= Kim read it out loud. = Kimberly Ann Hart, Angel Grove, Ca-= Kim stopped reading when a fourth hand grabbed a handle of the bag. Kim examined it, taking notice of every protruding vein and admiring the handsome tan of the skin. Fearing that she recognized this hand, she traced up the arm with her eyes, until she looked right into the face of Tommy Oliver.
He had taken the opportunity to walk up without hesitation, and gently pried the bag from both womens hands. Looking only briefly to Kim with a shy smile, he turned his full attention to the woman. =Maam? I couldn't help but notice a similar carry-on set right down there, next to the dog in the purse. Maybe you could take a look? You might find what you were looking for...= He watched the woman waddle over with shuffling feet, and heard her cry out in surprise when she found that the bag had indeed hidden the various dog treats she claimed as stolen. Tommy laughed under his breath, and with a big smile, turned to face Kim.
Bitting her lip at the scene she had just witnessed, all she could mutter at the moment was =Thanks,= and then she reached down for her suitcase. -Why is it so hard to look at him?- she wondered, fiddling with the handle to the luggage. -Its been so long. Hes probably thinking about the same thing I am. I just wonder if he took it seriously. That will make it harder for me to explain things.- She stopped for a moment, and then stood up straight. Only sneaking peaks at Tommy from behind her lose, cinnamon brown hair that framed her face, she asked shyly, =Wait, what are...=
Tommy didnt hesitate to answer. =Your uncle. He uh, asked me to pick you up.= He nodded at his response with a shrug.
=Oh.=was all Kim said in reaction. And then, =Im glad he asked you...= She smiled slightly, and then looked around her, rather than at the handsome man she still had feelings for.
Tommy watched Kims wandering eyes, and then told her, =Well, my truck is parked right outside. I got lucky in finding a spot. If you are ready to go...= He pointed with a backwards thumb over his shoulder, and after Kim had nodded, he offered to carry her suitcase. Walking silently, the two teens loaded the luggage in the bed, and seated themselves in the car, driving away and leaving the panic of the airport behind them.
* * * * *
After what seemed like the longest drive ever, Tommy pulled his truck into the driveway of Kims uncles house. They sat for a moment, not saying a word. But Kim managed to break the silence.
=So, thank you for picking me up,= She paused. =It was nice of you, Tommy.= She made no hurry to leave the car, and did so in a gentle manner instead. Tommy closed his eyes and let out a breath.
-Come on, Oliver,- he told himself. -You can do this. Just ask her to meet up with you somewhere later...- His thoughts were broken when Kim walked by the drivers window carrying her luggage. He might have well hit his head with his hand, for he jumped out of the car and blurted out an apology. -Sorry, Kim. Here, let me take that stuff. I was just...thinking.= She allowed him to take her luggage, and he stumbled up the three porch steps to the front door. Remembering the key given to him by Kims uncle, he pulls it out of his back pocket with a free hand, and gives it to Kimberly.
She takes it, and first looks at Tommy. Then, she moves to the front door, and fits the key in its lock, turning it and unlocking the door. Tommy followed her inside quickly, and set the luggage down to the side of the door. Wiping his still moist hands on his shirt, he shrugged and looked at the beautiful girl before him. -She has hardly changed. Her hair is longer, but shes all the more beautiful.- He couldnt help but stare, and Kim couldnt help but take notice of him.
=So,= she began, swinging her arms slightly at her sides.
=So,= he responded.
Kim let out a heavy breath, and bit her lip. -Its got to happen sooner or later, Kim. Dont put it off any longer.- She looked into Tommys eyes, and opened her mouth. =Look, Tommy. We both know what were trying to avoid, but if you feel like I do, then I know its killing you inside, too. I owe you an explanation, and we have a lot of talking to do.=
Tommy nodded. =Im so glad you could at least come up with the courage to say something. I was afraid you might... Well, anyway, what if we maybe, met somewhere? You know, to talk things over?=
Kim agreed. =If you give me an hour or so to get cleaned up, we could meet up at the lake. Its been a while since Ive seen the sun set there. Ive always liked just sitting and watching it. It will be quiet...= She stopped herself, and let him answer.
=Then, uh, I guess its settled. How about I meet you at eight?= As they kept the conversation going, it became easier for him to look at her, and speak with normalcy.
=That sounds good. See you there.= She flashed a smile.
=Alright. I will just let you get unpacked and all.= He turned to the door.
=Tommy?= He turned to face her again, his hand on the door knob. Kim pinched her lips together innocently. =Dont be late.= She giggled silently.
He sighed a smile, looking at the ground outside. =I wont,= he whispered. = Closing the door behind him, he spoke under his breath. =I promise.= Getting back into his truck, he started the engine, and drove off toward his own home, his breathing becoming a little more relaxed.