(This was originally posted as a stand alone fic, but moved to the generations section...)

Disclaimer: Power Rangers Ninja Storm and all related logos are property of Disney Entertainment. I am using them without permission, but I promise to cut Disney a royalty check when I make my first million.

A/N: This fic takes place a few days after the Ninja Storm finale, and is intended to be a one shot deal. Enjoy.

I have something to tell you...

Cam sifted through the rubble and debris of Ninja Ops, hoping to salvage some of the equipment. He'd spent the better part of last year developing new systems and working on upgrades, and if he could find anything that was still operational, it would make things easier for him.

He leaned down, brushing through the dirt and dust, finding his old laptop. The screen was cracked, and was connected to the keyboard only by a few stray wires, but he closed it, tucking it neatly into the duffle bag over his shoulder.

His thoughts were interrupted as she made her way into what was left of Ninja Ops. "Sensei told me I could find you down here," she said. Even without looking up to see who it was, he recognized the voice.

'Tori Hansen,' he thought to himself. The thought of her name alone was enough to make him crack a smile.

"I'll be up in a minute, I'm just looking for something," he told her.

"I have a class in about ten minutes, but maybe we could get together later and get something for dinner?" she suggested, looking at him with her hopeful blue eyes.

So involved with his search, he barely heard the flirtatious tone in her voice. "Yeah, that'll be nice. Are Shane and Dustin joining us?" he asked.

"No," she shook her head. "Just us… if that's okay," she said.

"That'll be fine. About eight o'clock?"

"It's a date," she said eagerly, making her way out of Ops.

No sooner than she walked away, he found what he was looking for. It had been hidden under a piece of the ceiling that collapsed during the battle, and covered with dirt and grime. He leaned down, picking up what was left of the disc, rubbing it against his shirtsleeve to wash away the filth. He got a good look at it, hopeful that the scratches and scrapes wouldn't pose a problem when he tried to run the program again. He quickly tucked it into his duffle bag, and then headed for the exit.

Just before he left, he turned around, getting one final look at Ninja Ops. With a half smile, he walked away, refusing to look back.

He sat in front of the computer in his room, inserting the disc into the drive, hoping the files hadn't been too badly damaged. The computer analyzed the disc as the drive hummed, and shortly there after, the results of the analysis appeared on the screen.

"Only 36 percent damaged. I hope the file is still active," he input a series of commanders into the computer. "Great, its still intact," he said, activating the file.

The computer in his room wasn't as sophisticated as the systems he was use to in Ninja Ops, so it took a minute for the files to come on line. Within minutes, a holographic projection appeared, but was badly distorted. Cam turned to his computer again, trying to clean up the image, and in a few moments, the hologram was complete.

"Dude? That was totally wicket," it said.

Cam cracked a smile. "Cyber Cam," he said, nodding with approval.

"Okay, I don't know what just happened, but it was so not cool," he glanced around. "Where are we?" he asked.

"My room. Ninja Ops is gone," Cam told him.

"Weak dude. How'd that happen?"

"There was an attack. Lothor broke in and destroyed everything, but I managed to find your program and repair your subroutines," he said.

"Thanks dude,"

"I'm running a systems check on your memory files to make sure everything is okay, but my computer is slower than the ones in Ninja Ops so its going to take a while. It should be done by the time I get back,"

"Where ya going dude?"

"I'm having dinner… with Tori," he said.

"You mean like a date?"

"Something like that," he answered evasively.

"Dude, you are totally into her,"

"We're friends, that's all," he said.

"Yeah, sure. That's why you go out of your way to spend time with her," he mentioned.

"I do not,"

"So why did you go to that uber-lame cooking class?" he asked.

"Maybe I like to cook,"

"Maybe you like her buns," he walked over to him, sitting down across from him. "Didn't Shane and the others invite you to go camping with them the other day?"

"Yeah, so,"

"But you didn't go because you knew she wasn't going to be there. You thought it was your chance to get a little nookie," he brought up.

"Nookie?"

"You know; pootang pie, a piece of the lovin', get in them drawers, the booty naked dance, the…" he cut him short.

"That's enough," Cam said sharply. "And that isn't true,"

"Oh sure it is, but you're so busy pretending to be just a friend that you're doing to let that Thunder dude move in on her," he said.

"She's not seeing him anymore. Blake left," he told him.

"So this is your chance. When you go to dinner with'er, just tell'er how you feel," he said.

"But that's just it, I don't know how I feel," Cam admitted.

"Oh come on dude, its written all over your face. It's obvious. Besides, you programmed me with your behavior subroutines, remember?"

Cam blushed slightly. "Tori and I don't have anything in common, it would never work," he sighed.

"You're right, you have nothing in common," he paused. "Except for going to the same ninja academy, both of you like to cook, both of you like old ninja movies, both of you…" he was cut short.

"Fine, you made your point, but I don't know if she feels the same way,"

"The only way you'll find out is if you ask her. I'm tellin' ya bro, she's feelin' your vibe. I can tell," he said.

"How?"

"Cuz I'm a chick magnet bro. She has the hots for you dude," he said.

"You think so?"

"Dude, I totally know so. Just tell'er, what's the worse that could happen?" he asked.

"The worst that could happen is he actually likes you too. If you like him, you should take a chance," Shane told her, sitting down next to her on the bench.

The two of them had taken a few minutes to go to the park together. With their classes, their schedules were conflicting, so whenever they had a few spare minutes, they tried to get together. Dustin, who was sitting on the opposite side, nodded his head in agreement.

"I say you should go for it dude," he added.

"I don't know. He was there for me when I was totally into Blake, and he might just think of me a friend. Or worse, like a sister," she sighed.

"What did he say when you invited him to dinner?"

"He asked if you guys were coming. I'm telling you, he thinks I'm just one of the guys. There's no way he's interested in me," Tori sighed.

"That's harsh dude, I don't think he thinks of you like that," Shane said.

"Would you go out with me?" she asked.

He punched her in the arm. "No dude, you're like my sister," he paused, noticing the monotone look on her face. "I mean, my hot sister," he said, trying to salvage the situation.

"I don't think of you like a sister Tor," Dustin brought up.

She wrapped her arm around him. "Thank you Dustin," she said.

"You're like my aunt Rachael," he added.

She stood up, kicking him in the shin. "You guys aren't helping," she said, folding her arms.

"Sorry Tor," they sighed in unison.

"Maybe you should talk to sensei about it," Shane suggested.

"He'd just give me a metaphor about a grasshopper in the summer that has to prepare for winter or something like that. Besides, I don't know if I could talk to sensei about how I have the hots for his son," she brought up.

"Good point,"

"So what should I do?" she asked.

"Just go to dinner and tell him how you feel," Dustin said.

"I'm telling you, its not that simple. What if I tell her how I feel, and she tells me she only sees me as a friend? Or worse, like a brother," Cam moaned, debating if he wanted to go on his dinner date with Tori at all now.

'So it is a date,' he admitted to himself.

He'd been trying to hide behind their friendship, unwilling to put himself on the line. Calling it just dinner was safe, there was no risk involved, but if she was ever going to know how he truly felt, he knew he'd have to tell her eventually.

"I always thought the two of you were into each other, but she was vibin' with Blake, so I figured you two were just friends. Take it from me, she's way into you," he said.

"You think so?"

"I know a thing or two about women. You should see the way she looks at you sometimes. Just go for it man,"

"But won't your brother be upset if…"

"If Blake wanted to be with her, he wouldn't have run off the way he did. Instead of telling her how he really felt, he punked out… the same way you're trying to do now," he said.

"I'm not punking out,"

"Yes you are. Stop pretending to be his friend and just tell him," Shane told her.

She shook her head nervously. "I don't know. If he is interested in me, why didn't he say anything to me yet?" she asked.

"Because you were kinda involved with Blake. He probably didn't want to stand in the way," he brought up.

"Blake and I were never involved. We could have been, but there was always something holding me back," she sighed.

"What was it?"

"I think… part of me always knew that I was in love with Cam," she admitted.

"Wait a minute, you're in love?" Shane exclaimed.

"Yes, in love," Cam admitted.

"Dude, I thought it was just a crush. Now you have to tell her the truth," Hunter insisted.

"You think?"

"Do you really want to wonder for the rest of your life what could have been if you told her how you felt? You'll regret it for as long as you live. Just go, and tell her the truth,"

Suddenly, with a newfound sense of confidence, Cam nodded in agreement. "You're right, I'm going to tell her," he said proudly.

"Good for you man,"

Cam looked down at his watch. "Its almost time. I'll come by tomorrow and let you know how things went," Cam said, making his way out the room.

Tori had been sitting in the restaurant for a little over twenty minutes now, and the wait was beginning to get to her. 'What if he doesn't feel the same way I do? What if he forgot all about our date and isn't coming? It isn't like Cam to be late for anything,' she thought to herself, staring down at her watch for the third time.

The waiter had come over to her several times already, asking if she was ready to order, but she always politely declined. She'd considered just leaving a few times, especially when the manager of the restaurant came over to the table, asking if she was sure someone was coming. After three glasses of water and a plate full of complimentary bread sticks, she wasn't even sure if she was hungry anymore, much less willing to wait for him to show up.

She was seconds away from calling it quits when Cam walked over to the table with a sincere smirk on his face. "Sorry I'm late, I got a little pre-occupied at the school," he said.

He didn't matter what he said, she couldn't stop staring at him. He was wearing a pair of black slacks and a white shirt, but for some reason, he was breath taking to her.

"Um…" she finally broke her stare. "Its okay, I just got here," she lied.

Cam glanced down at the breadcrumbs and three empty glasses on the table, but decided not to mention it. "Oh, this is for you," he said, handing her a single white rose.

"Its beautiful," she sighed, smelling it.

Cam sat down across from her, trying to muster up the courage he had only a few short hours ago. Somehow, being there with her made it a little more difficult.

The two of them sat in silence for a moment, neither of them sure what to say. Finally, the silence got to both of them, and it was time to get everything out in the open.

"I have something to tell you," they both said in unison.

"You first," Cam said, motioning for her to go first.

"No, you first," she insisted.

He nodded, taking a deep breath. "Okay. Tori, there's something I've wanted to tell you for a long time now, and I wasn't sure how you were going to feel about it," he said.

"Feel about what?"

He paused. "Well, its like this: I've been feeling this way for a long time, and I wanted you to know that… you're a very good friend to me," he said nervously.

She nodded. "Yeah, you're a good friend too," she agreed.

"Yes, but I…" his sentence trailed off.

"You what?"

It was on the tip of his tongue, but for some reason, he simply couldn't get the words right. He knew what he wanted to say, he'd rehearsed a dozen times on the way to the restaurant, but now, the words seemed to escape him.

"Tori, I…" he paused again, coming to the conclusion that he wasn't going to be able to tell her. So, he came up with another plan. "Oh screw it," he said, leaning across the table and kissing her gently on the lips.

As he backed away from her, he immediately noticed the look of amazement on her face. She leaned back, taking a deep breath.

"Tori, I…" he stood up. "I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry. Maybe I should go," he said, heading towards the exit.

"Cam," she called out.

Cam stopped dead in his tracks and turned around, only to see Tori making her way towards him. Without a word, she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him passionately on the lips. He backed away slowly.

"So, what is it you wanted to tell me?" Cam asked.

She responded by kissing him again, and everyone in the restaurant gave a heartfelt sigh, pleased to see the two of them together. Hand in hand, the two of them headed out the restaurant.