Thomas Oliver walked into the underground lair, Conner McKnight in his arms. Following him were Kimberly Ann Hart and Jason Scott holding the yellow and blue rangers. Seeing them walk in, Hayley motioned them to the three cots she'd already set up.
They deposited them onto the makeshift beds then Tommy turned to them, smiling. "So, how's it feel to be one of the oldest rangers?" he asked as he walked over to the large computer.
Jason took a seat on a box on the floor. "It feels great, no matter how old I am." He grinned.
Tommy nodded, laughing quietly before turning to Kimberly. "Could you come with me for a second?" he asked, motioning to the door.
"Sure..." she replied, following him up the stairs and into the living room, taking a seat on the sofa. It was silent for a few minutes, both sitting on opposite ends of the couch, trying to break the awkward silence.
"Kim...I want you to know now that...I'm not really mad at you. I just want to know...why?" he asked, looking over at her.
She sighed, brining her legs up and tucking them under her. "I-I was stupid. Being away from you, the team, Angel Grove all together was killing me. Coach Schmit noticed I was doing worse and sores and gave me a warning that if I didn't shappen up, I'd get kicked off." She brought a hand up and rubbed her temples, willing herself not to cry in front of Tommy.
He let the info sink in for a moment, frowning. "It's partially my fault too..." he saw her about to object and raised a hand up, stopping her protest. "You know it's true. As much as I wished you'd have called to break up with me so I could talk you out of it, it's my fault that you did it. I didn't call you enough, didn't write as much as I hoped I could but ranger business always got in the way..." he felt the urge to let Zeltrax take a nice beating to him, feeling so stupid.
"And there was Katherine..." even though she tried not to sound bile, there was a hint of anger directed at her replacement.
He narrowed his eyes at her. "What about Kat? We were never more than friends! We tried to date, I hoped I could get you out of my life but I couldn't. I can count on half of one hand how many dates we went on." His breathing had quickened, desperate to relieve her jealousy. When he calmed down enough, he continued. "How's your boyfriend?" at her questioning gaze, he raised a brow. "Mr. Perfect that you found in Florida." He stated.
"Oh, him... it was a lie." She muttered just loud enough for him to hear.
He nodded, not bothering to ask why, since he already knew the answer. "I meant it when I said I missed you, you know." He whispered, his eyes softening as she turned to him.
She smiled at him, glad that most of the drama had passed already. "I couldn't ever NOT think about you. When Jason said he was coming down, I stoyed away in his truck I've missed you too much..." she realized then that they had either moved closer or the sofa was just smaller than she thought. His hand had found hers, holding it tightly. Her eyes closed slowly as his face inched closer to hers. She could feel his breath on her lips and her heart raced. Just as his lips brushed hers, a clearing of the throat was heard, making Tommy jump away from her. They turned to where it came from and saw Jason standing with his arms crossed, a smirk on his lips.
"Am I interrupting something?" he questioned, amusement shining in his eyes.
Tommy stood, scowling at his friend. "Yes, actually, you are." He stated, offering his hand to Kim.
She smiled and took it, getting up off the couch with his help. She was about to let go but the feeling of his hand squeezing hers stopped her. "Is there a reason for you coming up here Jason?" she asked, trying to keep her blush down.
"Of course. Kira woke up and she said she wanted to meet her fellow female teammate. I told her I'd get you, good thing too cause the last thing I'd ever want would be to see my teacher smooching away." He grinned, leading them downstairs. "Ethan's awake too and I'm sure Conner will wake up soon, if not already."
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Tommy let go of her hand and looked at Kim, his eyes begging her to understand. And by the smile adorning her lips, she did.
Kira ran up to them frantically. "Is it true?! Please let it be true! Don't leave me with all these guys!"
Conner, who was apparently awake now, and Ethan laughed at their friend, but stopped when she sent a glare their way.
Kim giggled slightly, putting a hand on her should reassuringly. "Yes, Kira, it's true. Jason and I are the newest rangers. "She stated winking at Jason.
Tommy clapped his hands, together, getting everyone's attention. "I think this calls for a celebration! How about pizza?" he asked them all, receiving cheers from everyone.
"God, I'm starving." Conner said, his statement backed up from his stomach growling loud enough for Kira, who stood beside him, to head it.
She giggled, smacking him on the said stomach. "You're always hungry!" she turned to Kim. "I have a gig tomorrow, would you like to come?"
Conner's eyes widened. Was she blushing? Is she being shy?! 'She's pretty cute when she's blushing...WHA!?!?! Nooooo! I did NOT just say she was anywhere near cute! ...Did I?' he shook his head, dismissing the whole fight.
Ethan smirked at the soccer player. "You okay?" he asked.
Smiling, he nodded. "Course I'm okay, just really hungry!" he replied cheerily, running up the stairs.
Three extra-large pizzas, four bottles of pop and two hours later, Conner, Ethan and Kira stood at the door, saying goodbye to Jason and Kim.
"Do you need a lift Ethan?" Conner asked, slipping his shoes on.
Ethan shook his head, stepping outside. "Nah, I can be home later so I think I'll walk." Waving goodbye to everyone, he started down the dark path.
Kira looked at her red leader. "Could you give me a lift?" she asked and he prayed she was blushing.
He turned around and was slightly disappointed to find she wasn't but he shrugged it off. "Sure." He said non-chalantally as he headed to his car, Kira behind him. Smiling, he opened her door and she grinned back at him as she got in. He closed her door and walked over to the driver's side and strapped himself in. Starting up the engine, he turned to his team-mate/subconscious crush. "So, where to? Home?" he asked.
"I don't really feel like going home early on a weekend." She paused and turned to him, smiling sheepishly. "I've been you teach me to play soccer?"
His eyes widened, a huge grin on his lips. "Could I?! I mean, sure, if you want to of course." He covered up his excitement, coughing nervously.
She laughed inwardly. "Think the lights are still on at the soccer field?" she watched as they pulled out of the driveway.
"Yah, they are. Sometimes when I can't sleep, I go do some late night practicing." He replied, starting down the dirt road, honking at Ethan as they passed by him. I was silent in the car and Conner began to become nervous so he turned on the radio, the middle of an Avril Lavigne song filling their ears. He turned to Kira when he heard her beautiful voice start to sing along with it. Smiling he turned back to the look ahead, concentrating hard on the road.
After about 10 minutes, they arrived at the soccer filed and Kira hopped out of the car while Conner reached into the back, pulling out a soccer ball he kept for emergencies such as these.
Meanwhile, Jason, Kim and Tommy sat around his kitchen table that had been cleaned off, each with a cup of tea or coffee.
"So, where are you guys staying while you're here?" Tommy asked, looking from Jason to Kim
Smiling, Jason placed his cup down. "We have a hotel booked for tonight but that's all." He got out before he stuffed another cookie into his mouth.
Kim scrunched her nose at him in disgust. "You'd think you'd e full after eating eight slices of pizza." She shook her head in exasperation as Tommy chuckled.
With a yawn, Jason stood up from his seat, looking at Kim. "Ready to go? We don't want to keep Tommy from his teacher duties." He smirked at the doctor.
Sighing, Tommy slumped over slightly. "Sometimes I regret being a teacher..." he groaned.
Kim giggled, patting him on the shoulder. "But then you see their happy little faces in the morning and you take it all back." There was a hint of amused sarcasm in her voice, making Jason laugh.
"Ok Kim, I'm going to go start the car. If you're not out in two minutes, I'm leaving." He cast a sly grin at Tommy as the said professor got up from his chair. "Of course, I'm sure Tommy wouldn't mind rooming with you for a night." At their glares, he ran out of the room.
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds as they stood across the table from each other, trying to decide how and what to speak about.
"So..." Kim started, walking over to the couch to get her jacket. She turned back around to find Tommy a few feet from her. Smiling sheepishly, she looked up at him through her lashes. "Could I at least get a goodnight hug?"
He smiled back and opened his arms willingly for Kim who promptly threw herself at him.
After a minute of contentedly holding her in his arms he decided to be bold for a chance, and pulled away, taking her face between his hands, his eyes silently asking permission.
Staring back into his eyes, she saw the question and with a blush, she nodded to the best of her ability, closing her eyes.
He leaned in slowly, feeling her breath against his lips, smelling her natural fragrance of strawberry and vanilla along with the smell of pizza from the kitchen. Just as soon as his lips were pressed to hers, about a cm more than before, they were rudely interrupted by the sound of a horn, breaking them apart. Sighing, Tommy released his hold on her so she could walk to the door, slipping her shoes on.
"I'll see you tomorrow Tommy. Don't be late." She grinned at him and he chuckled, remembering his old, yet sometimes present, habit. Her smile turned shy as she opened the door, turning to him. "Thank you, for everything..." she said before she left.
He watched her get into Jason's truck and until the red backlights were out of his view he stood in the doorway. "No problem, beautiful..."
"Okay, rule #1, don't kick with your toes. It's not as accurate or strong as if you were to kick with the inside of your foot." Conner explained, followed by a demonstration.
Kira nodded. "Right, got it. Kick with inside, not toes. Got it!" she exclaimed then followed his example by kicking the ball at the net only to have it completely miss the giant net. Crying out in frustration, Kira kicked the grass causing a large chunk of it to go flying. "Arg! I hate this sport! I'm not good at it!" she yelled at a level that could easily rival her ptera scream. She sat down on the ground, angrily hitting it with her fists. After a few calming breathes, she looked up to find Conner with his hands over his ears and smiled apologetically. "Sorry Conner. I didn't mean to be that loud." She said, hoping he'd hear her.
With a grin, he let go of his ears and sat across from her on the grass. "Hey, how about we make a deal? You let me teach you soccer and you can teach me guitar, alright?" he asked with a smile.
Looking up at him, her lips quirked up into a smile and cocked an eyebrow at him. "You'd LET me teach you? You make it sound like a punishment."
He chuckled lightly and stood. "It would probably be more of a punishment to you cause you'd have to listen to me but then again, you get to laugh at me. So, want to continue?" he offered his hand to her.
She stared at his out-stretched hand for a few seconds before placing her own in his, standing up with his help. "Let's do this."
He nodded with a smile, jogging over towards the net to retrieve the ball. Picking it up, he brought it back over to her then placed it on the ground. "Okay, maybe offense isn't your strong point." She snorted at that but he ignored her. "There's always defense and goalkeeper."
She shook her head slightly. "Defiantly not goalie, when we play soccer in phys. Ed., I'm always stuck being it and not only am I not good at it at all, I hate no being able to run around and help!"
"Okay, then let's try defense. A defensemen's job is to protect the goalie and try to steal the ball to give to the offense." He explained.
"I think I could do that..." she said, looking down at the ball.
Smirking, he propped the ball on the end of his foot, hovering just about an inch above the grass. "Good, then for practice, try and get the ball away from me." He instructed.
With a growl, she ran at him, attempting to kick the ball away from his balancing act. Unfortunately, he decided he wouldn't go too easy on her and with a jolt of strength, kicked the ball over his head then quickly turned around a ran after it, Kira not far behind. Once he reached the ball, he planned to kick it to the right, out of her reach, but was surprised when a foot came from the other side, kicking the ball away quickly. He stopped abrutly and turned sharply to see the yellow-ranger with an innocent smile on her lips. He smiled back at her before going to retrieve the ball again. "That was good, really good actually but this time." He stopped to dribble the ball over to her. "Try and get it away from me and instead of kicking it anywhere, try getting it on the other side of the field, where the offense would be. Okay?" at her nod, he smiled again. "Go!"
The second the word left his mouth, she raced forward, charging him head on.
After a few moment of him teasing her with the ball, she began to get angry and after another minute, decided to end it and ran at him but instead of going for the ball, she ran straight at HIM and he didn't see it coming and was lying on the ground, a calming Kira lying on his chest. Panting, the songbird starred into his dark eyes, unmoving as he starred back in shock. "Do I still win?"
A slow smile began to form on his lips and he brought a hand up to brush a lock of hair from her face, placing it behind her ear. "Yeah..."
Shocked by his move, she got off him and went to get the ball just a few feet from them. When she returned, he was already up and brushing grass from his pants, trying to conceal his blush from her. "Can you take me home now?" she asked, just as embarrassed.
Looking back up, he took the ball from her, their hands briefly brushing and turned around quickly, feeling his blush trying to return. "Sure."
The car ride was in a deep silence again, Kira starring out the passenger window while Conner kept his eyes on the road.
The young man chuckled silently at a thought. 'Not even an Avril Lavigne song could break the pane of glass between us.' Even if he meant it as a joke to himself, his heart was still in darkness. 'I am such an idiot! Why did I have to touch her like that?! ...apart from the fact that she's so beautiful...'
Kira looked over at her teammate when he started coughing suddenly. "Hey, are you alright?"
After another few coughs and a clearing of his throat, he nodded, looking over her. "Yeah, I'm fine." He replied before turning back to the road.
'He's been acting really weird lately, but not in a bad way...he's being kind of sweet too...nice change.' She looked at him through the corner of her eye, watching as he cleared his throat again.
All to soon, they arrived at her house and she began unbuckling her seatbelt as Conner watched silently. Before she could open her door, the red ranger leaning into the back and rummaging around in the back stopped her.
"Here," he began, sitting back in his chair and handing her the soccer ball. "If you want to practice..." he trailed off, looking down shyly.
She smiled softly at him, placing her left hand over his while her other took the ball from him. "Thanks Conner. It was fun tonight, we actually got along." She teased good-naturedly.
He smiled back, thanking god it was too dark in his car for her to notice his blush. "Yeah, I can't wait 'til you teach me to play guitar." He smirked, meaning it as a joke.
Giggling slightly, she opened her door and got out, turning around to see him. "How about this weekend? I have a gig tomorrow but I'm free for Saturday." She hinted.
"Okay, so am I" he replied, nodding.
"It's a date then." With that said, she winked at him then closed the door and ran to her house.
He starred at the now closed door of her house, blinking stupidly. 'Did...did she just flirt with me!?!?!'
Author's Note: Well, thanks for all the reviews, I wasn't really expecting that much. Okay, a few things I have to ask you guys and you can answer by reviewing or emailing me at if you like.
I want to make an evil girl instead of Trent (a girl for Ethan) but I'm not sure if I should make it so Trent is just a girl and is still the daughter of Anton and the white ranger or I could make it a whole different thing and she's an evil green ranger (it'll cause Tommy some bad memories :P)
I need ideas for Kim and Jason's Zords, powers and weapons. I know I want to give Kim healing powers but I'm not so sure about Jason yet. Zords I have absolutely NO ideas, so please help me and I have a few ideas for weapons.
Jason's love life: It'll either be Emily, Kat, Hayley or someone else (I'm open for suggestions.)
Thanks much and please help me, as I've said before, I've never seen an episode of PRDT so don't hold anything against me.
R&R PLEASE! -KP