Disclaimer:  I don't own Power Rangers.  Someone else does.  I don't know whom because it keeps changing.  Please don't get offended if I insult your favorite character.  Some pairings are easy to write a story for while others are really tough.  So please realize that some of my stories will be better than others.  Hi to all my fellow AFPR's including my fellow female Psychos :).  And I really appreciate the reviews :).

     Ok, I wrote this one pretty quickly, so I hope it's ok.  I guess I really want to get two stories in this weekend.  So many possible combinations, so little time.  Anyway, I posted 'Danny and Kendrix' just before I posted this, so be sure to check that one out as well :).  

Tommy and Zack

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

     Tommy shuffled embarrassedly in front of the dance studio.  Gathering his courage, he opened the door and walked in.

     "Hey, Tommy, my man!" Zack called as he eagerly hip-hopped towards his former leader.  "What brings you here?  Let me guess, you finally got into the Indy 500 and wanted to give me a personal invitation."

     "No," Tommy began, "I want…"

     "Did you finally do the smart thing and have both Kim and Kat and decide to share your good news?" drooled Zack.

     "Of course not.  I want…"

     "Oh, then maybe you found Zordon's dead head and wanted me to help you mount it on your wall."

     "ZACK!!!" Tommy cried in shock.  "What kind of insane question is that?  Everyone already knows that Andros did that just this past summer.  Sheesh."  He looked around and lowered his voice.  "I just want dance lessons."

     "Oh," Zack paused.  "Well that would've been my next guess.  But I thought you were the great Tommy Oliver who could do anything.  I didn't know you couldn't dance."

     Tommy quickly covered his mouth.  "Shhh, not so loud!  Have you ever seen me dance?"

     "Now that I think of it, no," answered Zack.  "Aside from the slow songs where you just hung onto Kim, you always stayed to the side during the high school dances.  No wonder Kim got sick of you."  He paused.  "So, I take it that no one knows about this?"

     "Well, only Tanya because she saw me trying to dance for a class project.  But I told her that if she kept quiet about my imperfection, I would put in a good word in for her with Adam."

     Zack looked at him curiously.  "So, why did you decide to learn to dance now?"

     Tommy sighed.  "Well, you see, Tanya and Adam broke up.  And Tanya is mad at me because she says it's because I'm the one who encouraged him to speak up to her.  She said something about my interfering in their 'master-slave' relationship. So she told me the deal was off then told Kat that I was a wonderful dancer and to put me in her next recital."

     "Ok," Zack said incredulously.  "Well, I normally charge ten dollars and hour.  But seeing as how much work this is going to be and how desperate you are, I'll teach you for only twenty dollars for each half-hour."

     Tommy paused in thought.  "Ok, sounds fair to me."

     "Ok, let's get started."  Zack made a movement.  "This is the first step."

     Tommy tried it and knocked over a chair.  "Oops."

     Zack made another movement.  "This is the next step."

     Tommy tried to repeat that as well and knocked over a table.

     Zack groaned and made a third movement.  "This is the third step."

     Tommy tried to copy it and this time he crashed into Zack and knocked him over.

     "Ow!" Zack said as he picked himself up.  "This is going to be tougher than I thought.  I may have to raise my rates."  He made a fourth movement.  "And this is the fourth step."

     "Hey, wait a minute," interrupted Tommy.  "Those moves look awfully familiar."  He thought back to his memories of Zack as a Power Ranger.  "Hey, don't you know any other dance other than that 'Hip Hop Kiddo' of yours?"

     Zack looked at him in shock.  "What other kind of dance is there?"

     Tommy looked back in equal shock.  "The waltz, the jitterbug, the tango, the samba, the foxtrot, the hustle, the mambo, the Charleston, the tarantella…"

     Zack still looked blankly at him.

     "Are you telling me that you only know one dance?"  Tommy couldn't believe it.  "Aw, man, forget it.  I'm going to that dance studio at the other end of Angel Grove; 'Ed and Rita's School of Ballroom Dancing.'  Hmmm, that has a familiar ring to it.  I wonder why."  He headed towards the door.

     Zack broke out of his reverie and called after him.  "Hey!  You still owe me for past twenty minutes!  Hey!"  He ran after Tommy.  "Wait for me, I want to learn some of these strange dances too!"