Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the SPD Power Rangers…

AN: They're not Power rangers…its set in modern times…... Just teens going through life a little dramatically….and this is a Sky/Z pairing and Z/Bridge friendship…Jack is Z's older brother, by adoption…and Syd is just going to be in really find a place for her to fit…..and sorry but they might be OC a lot of the time….don't hate appreciate

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"Bridge, you're really not helping," Z said exasperatingly. Pushing her delicate fingers through the ringlets of her brunette hair she sighed deeply. For the past hour she talked with her best friend about the main events that occurred during the day.

"What? I'm just saying that maybe today was your lucky day, any girl would kill to be that close to Sky Tate," Bridge stated matter-of-factly as he sat cross-legged on the floor of Z's room.

Z stared incredulously at Bridge while saying, "You know that you just sounded like a love-struck teenage girl, right."

"Hey I'm comfortable with my masculinity enough to say that Sky isn't really that bad looking," Bridge replied nonchalantly while pushing himself up from the floor. Surprised once again by her friends actions, Z shook her head a laughed lightly.

Grabbing for her backpack Z gasped as she realized a little too late that a zipper had been left open allowing all of her papers to fall out. "Great!" Z exclaimed as she crouched down onto the floor trying to repair the wreckage. Bridge grasped for paper that flew in the air due to the wind emitting from the open window. Jumping up and down Bridge couldn't help but bring attention to himself. Z starred at him for a few moments before covering her mouth in a futile attempt to hide the oncoming pour of laughter.

Finally succumbing to the powers of her amusement Z toppled to the ground in a fit of laughter. Bridge stopped from his labor and looked upon his now kneeling friend.

"What is so funny," Bridge asked pushing his shirt sleeves up around his elbows, revealing a set of black gloves enclosing his hands. Z still on the floor stifled a few laughs as she tried to reply.

"Hey what's all this noise?" asked Jack as he peeked his head around the corner of Z's bedroom door. Z immediately stopped her laughing and stood up quickly.

"Your sister is now clinically insane," Bridge stated as he placed the remaining pieces of paper in her black Jan sport backpack. Z just smiled and slapped her hand across Bridge's shoulder causing a whimper to escape his smiling lips.

"What did you come up here for?" Z asked Jack, walking over to his side by the door.

Jack mad a mocking grunt of pain as he grasped his chest, "Why sis I'm hurt, a brother can't just check on his baby sister."

"They can, but I know you, and you wouldn't do that," Z said adding a small chuckle at the end.

"She's right, you know," Bridge muttered as he received a mocking glare from Jack. Brining a phone from behind his back Jack passed it to Z. Her delicate fingers wrapping around the cool red material of the receiver.

"Hello?" Z asked as she pushed both males from her room and closed the door.

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(Earlier that day)

"Man this is awesome, you get her to fall for you and then you can totally get back at Jack," muttered a young man excitingly. "I mean Jack cares for his sister more than anything, dude you're a genius!"

Sky turned to his friend Dru, " Don't make it sound so harsh, I mean she might not go for it."

"Yeah right, just call and ask," Dru said while pushing the phone in front of Sky's face. Sighing Sky covered the reviver with a handkerchief and dialed the number.

"Hey, Delgado residence," Jack's voice was heard at the other end.

"Yeah can I speak with Elizabeth Delgado please," Sky answered hoping the white material lying in his hand masked his true voice from his enemy.

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The temperature outside was close to freezing, but the biting wind was gratefully welcomed by the tired teenager. A trickle of sweat steadily dripped down her furrowed brow as she uneasily dribbled the basketball, searching for the right opportunity to make a move. The basketball game had become a ragged war. Both competitors extremely out of character.

"Oh, c'mon!" her pondering was interrupted by a panting shout. "Just give up already, you know you can't get past me!" Her energy was restored a little at those words and her determination to win urged her on.

The boy backed away a little from the slender, but surprisingly powerfully built brunette girl, still dribbling. She pushed a lock of her whimsical, slightly damp, hair back from her eyes, and chuckled, "You know Sky, TOO much confidence can bring about someone's downfall if he's not careful."
"Right!" he bared his glinting teeth like a cornered, wild animal in an attempt to threaten a hunter, and crouched, ready to strike.

Most of her hair had already been set free from her absurdly large, yellow ribbon that tied back her long ponytail, and infinite little strands of her light brown hair floated around her face in little wisps, reminding Sky of Medusa. He would've laughed at her ridiculous image if the situation wasn't so serious--more so if he had been further away than her arm's reach. "Just play!" He called, watching her just dribble back and forth.

But before those last words fell from his lips, his opponent spotted an opening and charged for the net, right past him, and shot a perfect lay-up.

He chased after the ball that had playfully decided to roll away across the four-square courts at a mad pace. When he jogged back he noticed Z giving him a triumphant, smug look that plainly said, I-hate-to-say-I-told-you-so-but-I- told-you-so!

The brunette terror joked, "You'll be sorry for that, Schuyler," as she practically snatched the ball away from him, returning a look that, if it was just a bit stronger, would have surely frozen him into a statue. "I'm not through with you yet!"

But she was the one who ended up sorry, after he shoved past her with lightning speed for a two-pointer.

Neither teen even considered the option of backing down or calling a tie, not this far into the game. They had been playing, or battling, for over an hour, the score of each player only sluggishly surpassing the others by one or two points at a time.

"This... is getting... stupid," Sky gasped while trying to keep Z at bay.

"The only thing... that's stupid... is that I'm stuck... playing against a dumb Jock when... I could be home now... watching TV!" she answered, breathing hard. "Besides….you…challenged….me…remember," She added slowly watching Sky's every move.

He flung the ball behind his back when she was looking the other way and the ball sailed around the rim and plopped through the net.

"You could've……said……no," Sky replied dribbling the ball on his right trying to keep Z on his left. Z never answered only kept on blocking his every move from shooting.

Z ducked under Sky's outstretched arm and flew to the goal, leaped into the air, and taking advantage of the shorter basketball hoop, slam- dunked.

She swaggered back to the foul shot line and wiped off her moist cheek with the tail of her shirt, revealing a chiseled stomach.

Sky's attention was snapped back to reality when Z replied, "Oh, come ON, Bucko! I couldn't resist the chance to thrash you at your best sport!" She smirked wickedly.

"I thought karate was my best sport!" he retorted lashing a leg out in front to add more drama.

"Pssh," she rolled her blue eyes to the ever darkening sky and shoved the basketball into his arms. "Shut up" she demanded, placing her aching body in a stance suited to block his actions
They continued bickering in similar fashion, but it was different somehow from his regular arguments, almost, dare he think it, flirtatious.
After that last perfect dunk, Z's confidence had rocketed to a new level, and she was relentless, never letting her guard slip for a second.

Sky kept finding it harder and harder to concentrate on the game. If he didn't know any better he'd say that Z was beginning to play an entirely different, drastic game of her own.

First of all, there was that shirt thing.

Then, after Arnold had made a stunning three-pointer, Z's shoe became conveniently untied forcing her to bend over and give Sky a good look.

And to add the icing to the cake, deciding that she was becoming overheated, which was very confusing considering the cold weather, she removed her sweatpants, revealing some short yellow shorts that did almost too much justice to her slim long legs.

It wasn't like he completely disapproved of this, um, strategy? But Sky was beginning to think it had gone far enough!

Sky faced the goal, fruitlessly warring against Z's fierce defense. Her back was to him, her long, olive arms reaching around Sky, permitting him from moving even a measly inch forward and ever trying to knock the ball out of his hands. He decided to try his luck and sprint around her to the left, but Z was too quick for him. She pressed her body into his, cutting off his escape.

Startled by this unforeseen sudden contact, Sky lost what was left of his focus in a flash. He faltered, tripping over his own feet, which surprised him since he usually kept balanced.

Z obviously hadn't expected this, and in one swift motion long slender legs became entangled with muscular ones, and their owners were thrown onto the cold, hard pavement.

All that occupied her thoughts was that their score was tied, and this would further delay any hopes of her winning if she came out of this fall with a broken wrist. "Oooh, Sky was going to pay!" she thought menacingly. Her new relationship with her brother's archenemies changed drastically from minute to minute. First she forgot who he was, then he became interested, and now she was laying belly first on top of his ripped body.

The old worn basketball leisurely bounced away, forgotten for the time being. Sky was on his back, Z's limp form on top of him, her face obscured from his vision as it was pressed into his shoulder. Both were breathing heavily, their rapid heart beats almost in sync.

"Ow..." came a muffled grown. Z lifted her head and suddenly realized that her face was just an inch away from Sky's. Great another change. All time was frozen, suspended in that one tense moment...

And then all hell broke loose. The jungle gym flashed as the entire playground was illuminated in a split second. A deafening crack that reverberated into a deep, low moan from overhead signaled the tense, overhanging downpour to begin. Z jumped so fast that she practically flew up into the air, completely ruining the moment. She grumpily cursed herself for being so gutless.

The two quickly struggled to their feet, Z blatantly refusing any assistance Sky offered.

As if in answer to Z's changes, huge drops of water whistled on their flight to the ground, sending up splashes like miniature hand-grenade explosions. Z groaned through her teeth and glared off into space as the heavy rain pelted down on them.

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KendrixAimeeOliver- thanx...yeah Jack and Sky need to have some sort of argument..I mean it wouldn't seem right if they were just all buddy-buddy without alittle quarrel

Step2stepgirl- I'm glad u like…and I'll try to update often…maybe once a week or so…I don't know depends on the schedule…but summers comin' soon so…who knows

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