Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me.
A/N: Yeah, this is a companion to I Hate. Next Chapter is the one where I may have killed the Astros.
Justin remembered the last day with a clarity that has nothing to do his perfect memory. From the realization that Divatox's army was attacking to watching the other Rangers leave in the shuttle, he remembered. At first, he focused on the good times, and when Storm Blaster came to him for help he was eager to jump to and help his teammates. When he didn't hear from them again, when a new Ranger that wasn't him appeared; when they showed their identities without so much as a heads up for him; Justin finally had to admit that the Turbo Rangers didn't exist anymore. He'd long since given up on hearing from Rocky, Adam, Kat, Tanya or Tommy. Tommy had probably lost his address or forgotten him. Kat was in England, he'd heard, and dancing with the Royal Ballet Corps. Rocky was on another planet with some alien chick, and Adam and Tanya were somewhere going to college.
Justin remembered the first time he'd realized just how much he resented his past. It was after his dad had been promoted in his company and relocated to a new city and Justin was given the chance to decorate his room. It started when he'd rejected something red and something green and had been reaching for blue. His dad had commented, asking if he wasn't tired of the color yet. Like a sledgehammer, Justin realized he hated blue. For lack of a better color, he had chosen cream walls and carpet and a rug with a geometric rug of earth colors that bore little resemblance to the Rangers' Rainbow.
After that had been when he'd gotten Cassie's newsletter. Not that he really cared what his once friends were up to or anything. He just never bothered to change his e-mail. Then he'd spotted his first Red Watcher. It had been Tommy, who had been at his graduation ceremony. They never spoke, but Justin had stared at him until Tommy had nodded slightly and walked away.
It was the start of a long stream of visitors. Some he saw, some he suspected. Especially when the pranks showed up; Tommy favored the classics, especially bucks of gunk, while Adam preferred elaborate set ups and targeted results. Carlos was the most obvious prankster, favoring things that had maximum humiliation for minimal effort. Tommy was the worst of the group, mostly because he came by more often.
When Justin left for college, he experienced four weeks of solitude before the visits started, and then care packages from the girls appeared. It was exceptionally clear that they weren't ready to give up on him just yet. Between the newspapers, the care packages, and the visitors, Justin was ready to scream. It wasn't fair. Especially when he was in the middle of a date, look up and find Rangers staring at him. Even though he couldn't explain them, Justin found more dates ruined by the Rangers than he had once considered possible. Realizing his dual nature and pursuing the lifestyle there of was proven impossible.
In the end, Justin woke up in a hospital, his wrists bandaged and facing the prospect of shrinks. He healed well, and was even able to meet a nice girl who consented to wearing his ring and presented him with three children. Kaily, his wife, never once mentioned the mysterious cards, packages, phone calls, or even visitors. It was suspected that she knew just who Justin had once been; but such was never confirmed. Justin liked it that way. Up until the day his youngest, John, came home in an Astro uniform with a black undershirt. The anger he presented his youngest nearly got him a divorce. Fortunately; Dr Kwan-Scott was able to help him save his marriage and renew his bond with his youngest son.