Hey everyone!

OK, I know this chapter isn't very long but I needed to fill space in between the first and third chapters. Let me know what you think and if I have anything totally wrong, feel free to let me know!

Disclaimer: This is FICTION, hence the site. This is just something that has come from my twisted and warped mind. So please don't sue, as I have nothing to give you! I do not own the Power Rangers, (Well, in my dreams I do but I'd settle for just Hunter…) Oh, and the story title and some of the plot is from the song 'Electric Storm' by Delta Goodrem.

Pairings: Hunter/OC, Blake/Tori but mostly Hunter/OC.

Electric Storm

Chapter 2

A Week Later…

"Hunter?" Shamara called. She had gotten to the beach, at the time he had said, without Shane coming with her. That was an almost impossible task, "You there?"

She carried on walking for a bit and shouting his name until someone grabbed her from behind and pulled her down. She went to scream but someone covered her mouth. She ended up lying on her back and looking up into the most awesome blue eyes she'd ever seen.

"Sssh, someone will see us…" he hushed her. He moved his hand but still stayed in his position, knelt over her.

"What the hell is going on?" she asked.

He pulled himself out of his trance moved to her side, sitting on the sand. She sat up as well and looked to him for answers. He just smiled at her and got up. He looked around before pulling her up again and practically dragging her down the beach. They ended up in a very secluded spot with no one else around. She gasped.

"Hunter, you shouldn't have gone to all this trouble…"

"I wanted too," he replied, referring to the picnic he'd arranged. They sat down and started to eat.

"You can't tell me that singing is harder than motocross!" he laughed, after they'd finished the consumption of the food.

"You ever tried singing?"

"No, you ever tried motocross?"

"No… but that's not the point."

"Yes it is!" Hunter laughed, playfully pushing her.

Two Weeks Later…

Hunter walked along the beach to the spot where he had taken Shamara. It had become tradition to meet there every night for a chat. He got there and was amazed not to see her. He sat down and waited for a while. He was getting anxious.

'What if she's hurt somewhere? I know it's kind of tricky to get here…'

He was totally lost in his thoughts he didn't notice her come and sit next to him, "Hey."

She made him jump out of his skin and she laughed hard.

"That wasn't funny." He mumbled.

She nodded, "Oh it was." She continued to laugh, trying to calm down but each time she did, the look on Hunter's face reappeared in her mind and set her off in fits of laughter again. Hunter stood up suddenly.

"I'll show you something funny."

She got up as well and ran away as quickly as she could along the beach and into the forest at the edge. Running became slightly difficult as she was still in hysterics and Hunter soon caught up with her. He pinned her against a tree and smiled.

"Say you're sorry for scaring me…" he said, holding her arms either side of her head.

"No…way, it… was… so funny," she stuttered for her lack of breath.

He pushed closer against her body and repeated, "Say you're sorry."

She remained quiet, just staring into his eyes and Hunter wasn't complaining. He was quite enjoying his position and losing his defences to the colour of her eyes.

Later that night…

Shamara rolled over onto her side that night and smiled.

She couldn't get Hunter out of her head and she had no idea why. He had seemed too relaxed with her today and he couldn't have got much closer to her if he'd tried. She closed her eyes, trying to remember how it felt to have his body so close and my god, it felt good to her. She thought back to all the nights they've met and talked. How he'd been tense at first, then as the days went on, became less and less rigid. She didn't know what was going on with her but she did know she needed to talk to him, even if she didn't know what to say.

Hunter lay awake that night. 'What the hell happened tonight?' he thought, 'Why did I even stay that close to her? Why did I feel…? I don't know… all mushy and gooey inside?' He didn't know and didn't want to ask Blake, he'd just laugh at him. He decided to ponder this on his own. He couldn't understand what he was playing at by pressing against her and, oh, he couldn't even explain it. He had admitted the experience had been a strange one. He couldn't comprehend his actions, her actions or his thoughts. He didn't even like his thoughts. They were scaring him senseless. He moaned, turning over, 'I shouldn't be thinking of her in that way!'

One week later…

Another week passed by slowly. They'd still attended their nightly rendezvous but for the past week, they'd near enough sat in silence. Just the occasional word every now and then, escaped their lips.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"You ok?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah."

That was it. In its entirety, one Wednesday evening.

Somehow or another, they both knew that the other was thinking about the awkwardness of 'The Event' as Hunter had taken to calling it. It was that important, it needed capitals.

That is why Hunter was surprised to find her sat there the following Tuesday, smiling.

"Hey you," she said cheerfully as he sat down.

"He, what's gotten into you? You seem in a good mood."

"Maybe because I am," she said, not really giving an answer but Hunter somehow didn't mind. He was just happy to see her smiling again.

Ok, that's it for that chapter. I hope you all liked it. If so, R&R please!