The challenges can be found at Ars Amatoria's Ranger Romance Themes.

Challenge: Game
Pair: Sky/Z
Disclaimer: Don't own the Power Rangers, not even an action figure.
Timeframe: This fic is set at the beginning of Reflection.

Summary: The Frisbee game.

It was a beautiful day. The sky was blue and free of clouds. The sun shone warm on the green park. And, the Rangers had some time off. Bridge suggested going to the park. Syd suggested a picnic. Someone had brought along a Frisbee.

Z couldn't say exactly what it was about the day, but something made her feel buoyant. Earlier Syd had ribbed Sky about how casually he was dressed, and it was unusual to see Sky in shorts and a t-shirt, but Z was very appreciative of how Sky's t-shirt hugged his torso.

After a leisurely lunch the Rangers gathered themselves on the small green to toss the Frisbee around. Z was struck by how utterly normal it all seemed. It was so normal it was surreal; like they were in a scene from a TV show that was trying really hard to show them as "your regular kids next door". But the antics of her friends made Z smile. Syd was more concerned about breaking a nail than catching the Frisbee. Bridge engaged in extreme acrobatics to get to the Frisbee before Jack. But what made Z smile most of all was listening to Sky laugh. She never heard him sound so relaxed – it was wonderful.

Sky was getting the biggest kick out of keeping the Frisbee away from Z. Anytime anyone tossed it her way he'd snatch it before she could catch it. When she'd try to grab it from him, he'd pull it just out of her reach, chuckling the whole time. The funny thing was if she really wanted to she could replicate, overwhelm him with numbers and get the Frisbee away from him. But possession of the Frisbee just wasn't as important to her as listening to him laugh.

Jack tossed the Frisbee her way again. Sky grabbed it and caught Z's eye. The smile on his face was reflected in his eyes. The warmth in his expression filled Z with a feeling of belonging. He was daring her to go for the Frisbee, but there was no malice in the gesture. Here, with her friends, in this place, it really was just a game. She made a grab for the Frisbee, but her heart wasn't in it…because she wanted to hear him laugh.