ORDINARY WORLD - PART THREE: YOURS FOREVER

SEQUEL TO: THE REASON

SUMMARY: PRDT AU. In hopes to get a good night's rest before the big day, Tommy just can't seem to go to bed. So, what does he do to pass the time up? He writes up a few poems.

DISCLAIMER: Power Rangers is not mine. I am merely just using the characters to create my own adventure with a show I've grown up with and hope to continue to watch for future generations. To the writers in this genre and world, never stop. To the inspiration behind the main title, "Ordinary World." I just figured the message in the song fits the rangers really well at this point.

A/N: This is just some random chapter I decided to put in. And I must apologize for slacking as much as I have. Sorry, just trying to get into the mix of returning to school and everything has been hard. And the winter break just wasn't long enough. Damn, senioritis! So, read on. This poem was actually written for my creative writing class, with this sequel in mind at the time. I hope you like it. Read and reply. See ya when I do.

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"There are so many places I have looked to try and find love, but the only love I could really find that I found for me was in you. I am yours until the very end." -Eclyptyk Neo

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Tommy had retired to his room at his parents' house. It was only fair to leave it at that and let Kim spend some time with her family before she would be a married woman. He didn't blame her. He couldn't blame himself just trying to deal with his final night as a free man either. But he knew what he was doing, about asking Kim to marry him, and he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Everyone was waiting for it anyways. And anyone who had known either of them, or had seen them together, would know that they were meant to be. That they should be married and have a line of kids together.

Tommy had tossed on some sweat pants and a black tanktop before jumping into bed. His room hadn't changed much since he had left to live on his own after high school. And his parents never really could clear it for a guest room. He was always welcome if he needed a place to stay. One wall was plastered with many of his achievements in martial arts. Another wall had a line of pictures of his friends back in high school. In the corner of the room was a computer, and he had a small TV for any entertainment pleasures. The bed in itself was queen-sized, holding a few steamy make-out memories in his mind.

But he knew he had to get some sleep. He knew he couldn't run himself down, especially if the following night he would be on his way to Hawaii with his new wife. He still hadn't told her where he planned their honeymoon, and hoped she would like his choice. It was a place of mystery and beauty, and he remembered she always wanted to go there for a vacation.

He pulled the blanket up to him and tucked into the comfort of the soft bed. But, of course, as he turned to his side, he was left alone. For the first time, in a long time, Kim wasn't at his side. He couldn't hold her close for just that one night before they would say good-bye to single-life for good.

"By this time tomorrow, we'll be married," he said above a whisper. He turned to the night stand, looking at the time. It was less than 15 hours away and counting. "No regrets. There should be no regrets. I love her. I always wanted to see her walk down the aisle into my arms. I've dreamed about it."

Tommy rolled over to his back and looked up at his ceiling. The white blank ceiling of an endless void. He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The hours passed slow. When Tommy swore he was asleep, he wasn't. He tossed and turned, fell into a trance for only a few minutes, but was wide awake as he opened his eyes to see what time it was.

He sat up and groaned in frustration. It was a little after two in the morning, and he knew by now, he wouldn't be getting any sleep, so he didn't even bother. He wasn't much for sleep unless he really needed it.

He moved over to the desk and pulled out a stack of blank lined paper. The best thing he could do to pass time was to write. He had done it from time to time. Never really let others read his work. Didn't want others to look into his soul in that way. He was a leader in more ways than by his writing. And many of things he wrote about were very personal. It ranged from his childhood, his adoption, to moving, to his ranger days, to his loves of high school and college, to teaching, etc.

For a moment, he looked at the clock on his desk trying to find a rhythm in the tick-tock of it. When he had found a rhythm, he could nail line upon line of poetry and words that spoke from the deepest reaches of his soul. He began to bop his head as he turned on the computer to find a list of songs to inspire him more.

He closed his eyes, and let the pen take his soul away as he found a beat in his head. The minutes passed like hours, and when he was sure he was complete, he looked it over with a light smile. He read it quietly.

"The day is finally here,
When we will become something even more.
I cannot believe it is finally happening.
The day starts anew.
I have waited far too long to do this.

I do not want anything to break us apart.
It is that time for our dreams to come true.
I always wanted you to be my wife.
I will be your man, forever boo.
Let me guide you into a whole new life.

I am your knight in shining black armor,
Your lead bird in the sky.
The world is perfect for you and me.
You know that we were truly meant to be.
I am your one and only top guy.

I will never hurt you,
Or want to leave you again.
I did it once before,
I do not wish to do it again.
Let the past leave us now.

You mean so much to me.
I will do anything for you.
Tell me you feel the same for me.
I cannot afford to lose you,
Even as a friend.

You changed my world.
Now, take my hand,
Our journey is about to begin,
As we seal our love with a memorable kiss.
I am yours forever."

Tommy smiled again for the achievement of another good poem, yet he was slightly nervous about presenting it. He had told Kim from time to time, he was shy about his own piece of work and wasn't comfortable about sharing it in front of others. But this was one he meant to be heard. He just wasn't sure where he would present it. During the wedding or at the reception?

The next few hours went slow. He continued to lay out lines of words on paper, but none seemed as good as that piece he titled, "Yours Forever." Eventually, sleep had caught up with him as he caught a few zzzz's with his head on the desk.

But the countdown continued until the very moments of the wedding. 8 hours and counting.

to be continued...

A/N: I don't know. I have written better poems, and for the few who are great poets, compared to me, I am sorry if it doesn't fit your standards. I try. I really do. But, either way, I hope you liked it. Until next chapter, keeping doing what you're doing. The moment of truth is just around the corner. And may the powers always protect you.