Disclaimer: Not mine. Here's the last of my short POV fics. I hope you've enjoyed them all. Please, do leave feedback as I love getting it. This one's for Weesta, who's fic Restless Nights is so excellent and sums up the friendship between these two superbly. Angel Mouse, August 2005
Unusual Bonds 5 – The Stiff and The Psychic
by Angel Mouse
The Stiff
Okay, all my life I've worked my hardest to be the best. I had to. I so wanted to be like my Father and be a Red Ranger like him, that it consumed my entire life. And when I made B Squad that I got that little bit closer and I felt that everything was coming together for my dream. I knew I had to be the best, to be the Red Ranger because I felt only then I could honour my Father.
But then before that happened, something else did that changed my life. For the better I think. It was when I was put on C squad that I meet the two people that were to become my companions, my team mates, and eventually my friends. Sydney is just life embodied in the package of a small, very dedicated, very beautiful blonde that also happens to be very dangerous. She's done it all in her life and has put up with being labelled a ditzy blonde but you only have to be in her presence for five minutes and that's blown out of the water. And the thing is, over the years, I've found myself becoming more and more attracted to her. So, now I'm the Blue Ranger and she's the Pink Ranger and our life is complicated. But she's a part of my life that I can't do without.
And then there's him. He can be the most annoying, most frustrating, most scatter brained person you could ever meet. But he's the most loyal, loveable, intelligent person I know. He's been my roommate for over two years now and I'll tell you something, he took some getting used to. Unlike mine or Sydney's special powers, his powers were of the mind. And they were pretty hard to cope with I think for him. He wears these black leather gloves all the time, and I've noticed he's so careful to make sure he never touches anyone. I don't think I could do that, go through my life without touching people. But he's stronger than I am. Not physically, but spiritually and emotionally. And I respect him for that more than anything else he does.
He's turned out to be such a great friend to me. To all of us I think. He's like a little brother to us all really, because there is such innocence and naivety about him that it makes him seems so young. But I wouldn't trade him for the entire world. No matter what happens he'll be there for me, even when I'm being a pain in the arse to everyone around me, this is most of the time lately unfortunately. I can't help myself sometimes. The disappointment I felt at not being the Red Ranger faded over time, with his help. I sometimes wish I could do what he does, and that's accept everyone for who they are and how they are. And slowly, but surely, he's wormed his way into my heart and soul and is my dearest friend. And he turned into my best friend. And I wouldn't change Bridge for anything in the world.
The Psychic
Okay, so I'm not the greatest fighter in the world. I'm not a strong person like he is. I'm not loveable like Sydney is. I'm just me. And sometimes that can be a bit much for the people around me. They don't understand how my powers affect me. It makes me feel alone in a world full of people I can't touch because it's too painful. People hear that I'm psychic and immediately think that I'm reading their minds and know their thoughts. But I don't. I just sense what they are feeling if it's really powerful, but most of the time I have to consciously use my powers, and believe me, it hurts.
Things come easy for Sydney. She's such a people person, so loveable yet so fiercely protective of her friends it makes me feel like she's my big sister or something. I really wish I had her strength sometimes, just to be myself. But I have so much going on in my head with everyone's feelings and emotions all the time; I find it hard to be myself. So I protect myself the best I can and I think she forgives me for that. People emotions tend to be stronger once they know what I am, and that hurts me sometimes. Sometimes I feel so alone. But then he's there for me and that makes it all better.
But the first time I meet him, oh boy that wasn't fun. He was so stiff and formal I really thought that we would have nothing in common. And we don't really. But I slowly got to know him, really slowly. He's so wound up in being the best, being perfect, that sometimes he forgets how to live life to the fullest. And that's where I come in. I can sense when he's about to blow and that's where I can make a difference for him. I try my hardest to make sure he lives his life. That he remembers what we're training for, fighting for. And then he'll give me a tiny, shy smile and say thanks. And that's what makes him special. And that's what makes it all worth while.
He's like the big brother I never had. I look up to him in so many ways. He's the rock I need in my life sometimes. I get so overwhelmed with what I have to deal with in my mind that occasionally I feel like I'm going to explode, and that's when he surprises me by helping me regain my centre. He takes me out of the base and somewhere quiet. He then sits with me and waits quietly, patiently while I slowly regain myself, letting me use him as my anchor. And it's what makes me feel so close to him. He protects me, looks after me and is always there for me. And I love him for that. He's my friend, my brother, my fellow Ranger. He's Sky and he's my best friend. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Okay, there you go folks. Five short POV fics on some unusual Ranger friendships. They say opposites attract, and with some of these, oh boy are they opposites! Please, read and review.