Author's Note: Well hello once again everyone! It's been almost five months since I've written on , and I've decided that melted computer or no, I needed to produce at least one more chapter of this. Slowly but surely, I'm also beginning a chaptered Billy/Kat story entitled 'Eyes' and rewriting 'Carpe Diem'. Please don't get your hopes up of anything soon, but know that one day there will be more written... okay, enough of me. Sorry this is so short, but I'm still trying to get back into the groove of things. Enjoy!

Beauty queen of only eighteen

She had some trouble with herself

He was always there to help her

She always belonged to someone else

I have cared for many women in my life... My mother, Kimberly, Marge, Laura, Tamara...Trini. Each and every one of them holds a very special place in my heart, but I can't say I ever really loved them.

By love, I mean to feel for them in a way that you'd sacrifice anything for their happiness. You may be thinking, 'You don't even love your own mother? The woman who gave birth to you?', but please listen to what I have to say. I respect and miss my mother so much, but I only knew her for a brief moment of my life, most of which has left my memory. I never had time to get to know and love her.

No, truly, I never loved any of them outside of infatuation or trust or admiration. All that changed though, with the arrival of Katherine Hillard.

When I first saw her, I was instantly attracted... I mean, who wouldn't be? She was the epitome of a goddess, with her sky-blue eyes and flaxen hair. I swore to myself that this was just another silly school-boy crush, but it went deeper than skin. As time went on, I saw, as cliché as it may sound, the beauty of her soul. Over and over again, Kat willingly risked her life to protect what she thought was good and right in this world. She could do anything she set her mind to. Because of all this, I was not surprised when I learned that I wasn't the only one with a crush on her.

Enter Tommy Oliver, my friend, comrade, and perpetual rival. He was everything I wasn't- handsome, brave, selfless...with him also vying for her attention, there was no chance for me. I could only smile weakly and hide behind a façade of neutrality when she came and told me of their relationship.

I would sometimes break regulation and peek in on their dates. To this day, I don't know why I did, because just seeing her glowing face broke my heart. There was only one factor that gave me hope, and that was that Kat trusted me as her confidant. Note that I don't say best friend, because I know I wasn't. That title went to Tanya. No, I was merely the one who sat with her in her darkest moments and listened to her troubles.

It was an interesting arrangement. Whenever she longed for an impartial ear, she would teleport right outside my front door and knock three times. That was my signal to walk over and open it to let her in. She would always give me a small, watery smile and ask how I was doing. It was silly really, to ask how I was when I could obviously see that she needed me more than I needed her. Then, I would lead her to my room and we'd sit on my floor. I'd give her what little advice I had picked up over the years, along with hugs and ridiculous jokes to bring just a little optimism to the moment.

We'd talk until the wee hours of the night, and after every visit, she would turn around and ask me if I didn't mind her coming again. I would just pat her shoulder and say it was absolutely fine, though in my heart I was screaming that it was more than okay. I wanted to be the one she depended on. It was at that very realizatation that I knew I loved her.

Not cared for, or respected, but loved. I wanted to do everything in my power to make her happy, even if I wasn't the one who made her heart soar as she did mine. Whether it was a fight with Tommy, or a falling out with Tanya, or even a screaming fit with her parents, I wanted her to understand that someone was there for her regardless.

Love is a strange entity, isn't it? By the time the team changed to Zeo, I no longer cared about us, but what her heart desired. When we were 25, Kat asked me if Tommy loved her enough to marry her. In turn, I asked her if he would make her happy. Stupid, yes, but I had to know. Needless to say, they were married a few months later. My heart mourned for a long time after that, but her smile from the alter, pure and content, did much to salvage what pieces were left. Even now, as we near our third decade of life, I still try as hard as I can to make her happy, whether by an unexpected letter from here in Aquitar, to a single rose on her anniversary when Tommy forgets.

She will probably never know that I love her so deeply, and I'll never be the one to tell her, because she's happy now with her life and husband, but... No matter where she is or who she's with, Kat will always be loved by at least one person... even if that one person will never have her love back.

I don't mind spending everyday

Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Look for the girl with the broken smile

Ask her if she wants to stay awhile

And she will be loved

She will be loved

Psycho Tangerine: Heh. That would have definitely been a good comedy moment... too bad it didn't fit the song

Rain: As always, thank you so much for your kind words! As for the downhill thing... I'm really hoping that doesn't start happening in the next few chapters...

Redwolf: It's okay... I sometimes forget what songs I've used, and I've read over each one over 10 times for goodness sakes! Thanks for your review and for overlooking the late V-day thing!

Ragemoon: No, thank you for reading!

SuRfgUrL1: I'm so glad you enjoyed it!

Sorry if this chapter was a bit redundant... Thanks to everyone who read this, and PLEASE review to let me know someone out there is still reading my long overdue work! Sayonara!-Alli