Theme Challenge: Syd and Sky
Series presented by: BloomingViolets and Pink-Green-White-4ever
Challenge: Duty – written by Pink-Green-White-4ever
Last Revised: October 7, 2005
Summary: He taught her what Duty really meant.
Disclaimer: We don't own 'em, wish we did.
Ship: Syd/Sky
AN: Done in response to the Ars Amatoria's Ranger Romance Themes Challenge. This chapter has references back to Quest.
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Duty.
The official dictionary definition is – obligation. That isn't the definition I'd have given the word. No, I'd have called it Hell on Earth.
God knows I've had that nasty word drilled into my head since I was old enough to understand it. My parents drilled it into my head over and over again, or rather my mother tried to, that with wealth and privilege came a duty to my family name and status.
So, I've been the perfect daughter – I've dated wealthy men, made appearances at parties and functions that I knew would get my name into the paper or on television, and I have participated in interests that would bring further prestige to my family.
Duty has been such a hated word for me, or it was until I came here. I use to quiver whenever it was spoken until S.P.D. taught me the real meaning of the word, until Sky taught me what duty was truly about.
Schuyler Tate taught me what my real duty was, taught me that the awesome powers I had bestowed upon me at birth meant I had a responsibility to use those powers to help people less fortunate then myself, and even to help those who were of my same status. When I finally came to understand that, I began to see the world in a different light.
Life wasn't all about wealth, parties, or getting my name in the paper. It became abundantly clear to me, thanks to my training at the Academy, and spending so much time with Sky, that life was about being happy, healthy, and making the world a better place to live in, for everyone.
I truly believe it was Sky, and the change I made in my attitude and outlook that got me to this point in my life.
"Sydney?"
The Pink Ranger looked up and smiled. Bridge and Z were on the couch across from her, Bridge's arm slung over Z's shoulders, the pair smiling at her. Jack and Boom were on the other couch perpendicular to hers, chatting away about something. And Sky had plopped down next to her, a lazy smile on his face.
"So, whatcha writing about, Syd?" Z teased.
Sydney snapped her diary shut and locked it before she grinned at her friends. "Nothing much. So, what are we doing tonight since we have the night off?"
"Dinner and a movie sound good?" Bridge asked, watching Sky's hand creep across Syd's thigh toward her diary, which rested in her lap. The Blue Ranger loved teasing her by taking the journal, and Bridge knew Sky was hoping for a repeat performance of the last time he'd taken Syd's diary. Bridge grinned. Sky had been pretty surprised when Sydney had grabbed his collar and pulled him down so she could kiss him, so much so that the object in question had dropped from his hands. The two of them didn't think the others had seen it, but the other three Rangers had simply snickered and smiled at one another before going back to what they'd been doing.
"Don't even think it, Tate," Syd growled, swatting Sky's hand away.
The others laughed when Sky switched tactics, pulling Sydney onto his lap and tickling her sides, the diary falling to the floor.
"SKY! STOP!"
Grinning, the Blue Ranger turned his Pink counter part until she was sitting sideways on his lap, gasping for breath. Reaching up, Sky cupped her cheeks and kissed her softly, and then deposited her back on the couch before nodding to the others.
Bridge, Z, Jack and Boom laughed while Syd watched his retreating back, her mouth wide open in shock. When she noticed the others staring at her, she closed her mouth, grabbed her diary and then made for her bedroom, not daring to utter another word. Grinning wildly, she decided she had one more entry to make in her diary before dinner, this time about what it felt like to kiss a certain someone.