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Chapter Eight: Yellow Recalls
He raised his sword higher. "Good-bye Crimson Ranger."
"No, wait," a familiar voice yelled.
Hunter looked past Dustin, "huh?" He looked closer, "Marah?"
The supposed evil Space Ninja walked forward in civilian clothing…carrying Lothor's PAM. "I hope this works," she murmured under her breath as she pressed three buttons, causing a yellowish beam to shoot out and hit Dustin.
The Yellow Ranger cried out in agony and dropped his Ninja sword to the ground, then collapsed, demorphing.
"Dustin," Hunter and Marah called out at the same time.
Hunter weakly lifted his arm and spoke into his morpher, "CyberCam, teleportation for seven back to Ninja Ops, hurry."
"On it dude!"
In a flash of light the seven teens were teleported out of the city and to the Ninja Ops main room.
Sensei waited anxiously for the return of his students and son. He looked up with relief in his heart when they returned, but the relief turned to worry when five of them were unconscious. If he had a human face, it would have a slight shock on it, for he was not expecting one of his nieces. He nodded to CyberCam. The virtual replicant give the guinea pig a mock salute and jumped up, grabbing a scanner as he did. He then motioned for Marah to follow him; he needed a few words with her.
Marah nervously bit her lower lip as she followed her Uncle, questions racing through her mind. Would he send her back to where she wasn't wanted? Would he banish her like Lothor had been banished all those years ago? Would he shun her for betraying Dustin's trust? "Uncle…Sensei," she began nervously, but quickly stopped when Sensei held up a paw to silence her.
"I realize that you have made mistakes in the past, Dustin has never faltered in his trust for you, neither will I. If I can have your word that this will not happen again, I will allow you to live here under myself and Cam's protection from Lothor."
A bright, sunny smile came over Marah's face, she clasped her hands and bowed respectfully. "Thank you so very much…Sensei."
A guinea pig-like smile came upon Sensei's face, "you are family Marah, you may call me Uncle."
Her smile grew wider, "Thank you…Uncle."
When the two returned to the main room, CyberCam was currently scanning Dustin with Hunter hovering close-by and growling under his breath everytime the replicant got too close for Hunter's liking. CyberCam looked up at the returned Marah and Sensei, "good news Dad-dude, Mar-Mar, all traces of evil is like, totally poof, gone."
"That is excellent news, and the others?", Sensei inquired.
"Tori-Tor and Blake have a few very bruised ribs, Shane-man and my bro are banged up pretty bad, Cam's got three cracked ribs and Shane's got a broken nose. Hunter has two-and-three degree burns on his chest and it's really bruised."
Sensei sighed, "Dustin has no idea how powerful he actually is. Alas, we have another problem, I fear now that Lothor has lost his 'weapon' he will become more desperate than ever."
Dustin awoke, a small moan escaping his lips. He opened his eyes expecting to find himself back in the cell on Lothor's ship, but he wasn't. He was in the Ninja Ops infirmary. He looked to his left and saw Hunter, laying his head on the bed, fast asleep. A small smile came to his lips, but it quickly faded as the memory of attacking his friends came flooding back to his mind. He very carefully began to climb out of the bed, ignoring his muscles that were screaming in protest. A gentle hand on his arm stopped him.
"Where do you think you're going?", Hunter inquired softly.
"I…I have to go Hunter, I don't belong here, I'm not good enough. I've screwed up too many times."
Hunter gently reached out and gently turned Dustin's head so that his brown orbs met his blue ones. "No baby, don't ever say that. Everyone makes mistakes. When Marah told you she wanted to be good, your heart believed it. But you believed in Blake and me and all of us believe in you."
The Child of the Earth shoulder's trembled slightly as he fought with his emotions. He didn't know what to do. He felt horrible for hurting his friends, especially Hunter. A sudden realization came upon Dustin's face, as he swung his gaze to Hunter's.
"I love you too."
A look of surprise and shock then love swept over Hunter's face. A slow grin came on his lips; he leaned in gently and claimed Dustin's lips with his own.
A low moan escaped Dustin as his tongue dueled with Hunter's. He gently ran a hand down Hunter's chest, causing him to jerk back with a soft cry of pain. Dustin's brow furrowed, and then he realized that he had hurt him very badly. He silently reached out and gently tugged Hunter's crimson T-shirt off, gasping as he saw the harsh red, black and purple bruises and burns covering the Crimson Ranger's chest. "Oh man," he murmured, "Hunter I am so sorry."
"I'll be fine Dustin, as long as you're here with me; I'll be better than fine."
Dustin worried his lower lip with his teeth, torn between yanking off his morpher and running out of Ninja Ops until he couldn't run anymore or pulling Hunter close to him so he could nurse him back to health. Hunter made the choice for him; he gently pulled Dustin into his arms. "Do not blame yourself Dustin, if anyone is to blame, its Lothor, he will pay for doing this to you. I'll make sure of it."
Dustin's heart swelled with love for Hunter's protectiveness for him and it made him fall for Hunter all over again. He gently kissed Hunter on the corner of his mouth and then all over his face, his lips trailed lower, down to his neck. He gently sucked on his pulse point, causing Hunter to growl slightly. He gently pushed Hunter onto his back and trailed his lips down to his burned chest.
Hunter cried out softly, not in pain, but in pleasure as Dustin lips and tongue gently soothed his bruises and burns. "Wait, wait," he called softly to Dustin, gently grasping his arms and pulling him back into his arms. "We should wait until we're both fully healed," he murmured.
Dustin nodded sleepily and gently burrowed closer to his love, quickly drifting off. Hunter watched him for several moments, gently tracing the peacefully sleeping teen's features into his memory. The he too drifted off with the Yellow Ranger.
AN2: Wow, this took me a while to write. I really hope it didn't suck. Please leave a review, no flames please! Thanks!
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