A/N: Howdy! I love reviewers, thank you all very much. 'Cause see if I hadn't gotten any reviews I would have taken it off fanfiction and never looked at it again. Okay, maybe that's overreacting just a little bit because no matter what I will love this fic forever.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Power Rangers, even though somedays I'd like to, or have some of them own me...

Previously: The In Space crew is playing strip poker. For some reason Andros is a little apprehensive and for some obvious reasons, Zhane is a little horny.

Not Your Ordinary Friday Night

Chapter 2

Once two cards were dealt to each the game began, "Let's start at the ground level folks, socks and shoes first." Everyone called except for Carlos who folded.

By the end of the first hand Cassie had a pile of socks and shoes in front of her. She also had a huge, goofy smile plastered on her face. That is until the next hand was dealt, she folded quickly.

At the end of the first hand Ashley had a pile of jackets in front of her. "Ge-ez guys, I could keep this up all night."

From his seat next to her Carlos faked a cough, "Hey Ash, will you come help me with something in the other room?"

"But Carlos, I'm winning." he gave her a pleading look, "Oh alright." she pushed her winnings into the corner and gave cards to Cassie, who was now dealer. "I'm out guys, Carlos too." With that the two left the room, the rest of the team just shrugged.

"Come on Carlos, I was winning." Ashley whined once they got into the other room.

"Ashley this is the little push that Andros and Zhane need."

"Oh." Ever since Zhane had woken up they'd all noticed the sexual tension him and Andros, but none of them had known what to do about it. Now it seemed to Carlos that if the two were left half-naked in a run with only each other that something was bound to happen. Whether it would be a good something or a bad something was still kind of up in the air, but atleast they would be able to get it out of their systems. As is the frequent banter and heated glances are annoying as hell, Carlos thought mutinously.

"Now how are we gonna get the other two out of there?"

"Smoke signals!"

"I'm trying to be serious, Ash."

"Me too." she pouted.

"Not serious enough." His stern look melted into a soft smile, "Now come on, how are we gonna get Cassie and T.J out of there?"

"Ask." Carlos sighed and rolled his eyes, even though he doubted he'd be able to come up with anything better.

Back in the other room...

Zhane had lost his shirt to T.J and Andros was trying so hard to avert his eyes, but it proved to be very difficult. Cassie and T.J were engaged in polite conversation as Cassie organized her winnings.

However Andros wasn't paying attention. His gaze slid towards Zhane. At his dismay Zhane was looking back at him. Caught "red handed", as the saying goes, Andros began to blush furiously and his eyes flew towards a speck on the wall.

"Psst... Psst... Cassie... T.J... Get out of there." Came a persistent whisper from the adjoining kitchen, when they knew that their directions would be followed Carlos and Ashley made a proverbial run for it out the kitchens side entrance.

T.J and Cassie stood hastily pushing their cards towards Zhane, the dealer. "Um nature calls." T.J explained quickly, practically dragging Cassie out the door behind him. Zhane's brow hiked up a bit but he didn't say anything. He just sat there, waiting.

When the door slid shut behind them Zhane turned to Andros, whose attention was still fixated on that one speck on the wall. "We're all alone now 'Dros, you can look all you want."

Andros flushed red again and met Zhane's eyes once more. They were filled with laughter, but behind that lurked something serious.

"I wasn't - I mean, I didn't"

Zhane got up and walked around to the other side to face Andros. "Shh Andros." He teased, gently pressing his index finger into Andros' lips; he wanted nothing more than to kiss Andros but he couldn't. Andros wasn't ready for him yet… Yet. But it was so tempting, his lips were moist hand parted, Zhane could only imagine how good they would taste. Hell, Zhane could only imagine how good any part of Andros would taste.

"Zhane?" Andros was able to turn his name into a breathless invitation, but Zhane couldn't accept… Not yet anyway. First Zhane wanted Andros to admit his attraction to him. He'd been waiting for it all those years ago on KO35, but the words he's wished so desperately to hear had never come. And now he was right back on square one.

As Zhane went back to his seat on the other side of the table and started to deal out the next hand of cards, Andros just sat there fingering his own lips. They were burning as if they'd been branded. He looked up to find Zhane waiting for his bet.

He took a peed at his cards, a pair of deuces. 'Go all in!' said the little voice in the back of his head. And for once he listened. "All in." he said, sounding infinitely more confident than he actually felt.

"You sure about that Sweetheart?" Andros blanched even though that had been Zhane's pet name for him for months. I wish it were true, I wish I was his sweetheart, Andros thought as Zhane continued. "That's a lot of clothes."

"I know." Andros shrugged.

"Alright, then I'll call. If you're so confident though I'll raise you a pair of contraband boxers."

Andros blushed furiously and then he thought about it for a minute; Well, there are two possible out comes for this: (1) He's disgusted and repelled and we never speak of this again, or (2) he doesn't care and we hump like gorillas. Andros snuck another glance at Zhane's bare, tightly muscled torso and then wondered if the rest of his body would be just as magnificent. Now I have a chance to find out, do I take it? I've been keeping this secret for far to long and I'm-fucking-tired of it... I'm over analyzing this... You know, screw it, Andros thought smugly. "Go ahead." He shrugged, framing a nonchalance that he didn't feel.

"Alright then, lay 'em down."

Andros' jaw hit the ground as Zhane started to laugh, then laid out the rest of the flop as slowly as possible. And in the end the five cards down on the table were as followed: seven of hearts, seven of clubs, ten of diamonds, Jack of spades and the Ace of diamonds. Zhane won with a pair Kings.

A/N: I bet y'all can guess what happens next... Review me, dammit.