Theme Challenge: Syd and Sky
Series presented by: BloomingViolets and Pink-Green-White-4ever
Challenge: Distraction – written by BloomingViolets
Last Revised: September 25, 2005

Summary: Why does she have to be so distracting?
Disclaimer: We don't own 'em, wish we did.
Ship: Sky/Syd

AN: Done in response to the Ars Amatoria's Ranger Romance Themes Challenge.

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Snap. Crackle. Pop! Snap. Snap. Crackle. Pop!

Sky gritted his teeth as Syd sat lazily on the couch, chewing away at some bubble gum. He had been working on this case file for the last two weeks and due to Grumm's constant battles, he hadn't been able to get any work done.

And now when they finally had a free moment, he couldn't concentrate because Sydney was sitting in the common room with him, chewing away on some bubble gum while flipping through a magazine.

He gripped his pen and closed his eyes. He took several deep breaths and felt himself relax. Opening his eyes, he went back to work. For a full ten minutes, Sky worked contentedly on his case file, managing to get a few things done.

Then it started again.

Snap. Crackle. Pop! Snap. Snap. Crackle. Pop!

Sydney sighed, flipping another page of her magazine loudly.

Snap. Snap. Snap. Crackle. Crackle. Pop! Snap. Snap. Crackle. Pop!

Frustrated, Sky slammed his pen down on top of his notebook. He whirled around in his chair and regarded the pink ranger with an annoyed expression on his face. "Can't you do that somewhere else?"

Syd looked at him with a mild expression before returning her attention to her magazine. "Do what?"

"Your gum chewing! It's louder than Bridge's snores at the moment."

Syd gave him an amused glance. "Nothing is louder than Bridge's snores. Trust me on that, I can hear him through the walls of my room at night."

"That's not the point! I need to get this case file done and right now, I can't concentrate because of your loud gum chewing!"

"Fine," Syd stood up from her position on the couch and strode over to where the garbage can was. Bending over she spit out her chewing gum. Turning, she headed back toward the couch and flopped back onto it. "Happy now?"

"Very," he muttered, twisting around and picking up his pen.

For another fifteen minutes, Sky work happily on his report. Then it started again.

Flip. Flip. Sigh. Flip.

Sky griped his pen once more. Was he doomed to be distracted forever? He twisted around once more to see Sydney flipping through her magazine in a loud manner. He stood up and walked over to where the pink ranger sat. Bending slightly down so that he was at eye level at her, he snatched her magazine away from her.

"Hey!" she protested.

"I don't think you understood my meaning earlier. When I need to concentrate, I need total and complete silence. Got it?"

Without another word, Sky straightened and walked back over to the desk he was working at. He tossed the magazine to the side of the table and sat down and for a minute listened for any sounds. Hearing nothing, he gave a small smile and went straight back to working on his case file.

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Something was wrong. Sky's eyebrow furrowed and he tried to figure out exactly what was bothering him. He gazed at his report with a critical eye. No, it wasn't the report –that he was sure of. Every detail was in order and his writing was neat, no, it wasn't the report that was bothering him. What was it? Was it the chair? No, this was his favorite chair in the Academy and it was very comfortable at the moment.

Suddenly it dawned on him. He had been working on his case file for a solid hour without any interruptions. What had happened to Sydney? Turning around in his chair, he saw that the pink ranger was dead asleep. Her head was resting against the arm of the couch, her body stretched out.

Sky felt a small smile come to his face as he stood up and headed over to where she slept. He reached for the neatly folded blanket lying at the side and proceeded to drape it over her when he suddenly noticed her legs.

He blinked.

Sydney was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of pink shorts.

Sky stared.

Sydney sure had a nice pair of legs. They made her look dead sexy.

Quickly, he covered her with the blanket and returned to his desk. He picked up the pen and proceeded to get back to work.

Minutes later, he slammed his pen down with frustration. He couldn't concentrate; he kept seeing the image of Sydney sleeping on the couch in his mind. Or more specifically, he kept imagining himself caressing Sydney's legs.

He was never going to finish this case file.

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