Disclimer: No Rangers Here, soryy.
A/N: Because Tori and Blake served and retired around the same time, their stories are rather intertwined. I hope you like part one.
Tori was not a teacher. She liked kids, and had the patience to teach them, but she wasn't happy. The novelty of showing students the intricacies of the power faded after the first year or so, and her patience for paper work had vanished in the first three weeks. She kept at it, though, balancing her time as a teacher with college courses, made easier when Sensei convinced Cam to give the school wireless internet access so that people like her could take their classes on-line. When not teaching, or being a student herself, Tori looked for something to do.
The answer, when it appeared, surprised her, both by its simplicity, and how right it was. Blake was going to be in Hawaii for five days during a BMX thing and surprised her with tickets for her birthday. At night, it was all about the romance, candlelight dinners, moonlight walks, hours spent talking about their futures and dreams. It was the days, however, that provided her with opportunity. While Black spent days at the track, Tori explored the beaches, and the markets. That's where she met Nalani. Nalani was a girl who had learned her craft from her father, and now made money by teaching others some of the tricks. Nalani designed surf boards.
Tori was entranced, she'd long since lamented that she would never afford a custom board, and the commercial ones had never been quite right. In fact, hidden away in her room at the Academy was a sketch pad filled with ideas for surf boards, both her own and for people she met. The idea that she could design her own board was not new, but she had never realized how easy it could be. She spent three days at Nalani's shop while Blake trained then returned home at the end of the week with a great tan and the plans to start her own shop. She was glad that some instinct had made her mark business as her major, without that knowledge she doubted she'd make it to opening day.
By the time the Sentinel Knight had asked her to help Operation Overdrive with their problem, her shop had been opened for nine months and was a small, but growing success. Even better, Sensei released her from the Academy with the agreement that save for the occasional truly needful student; she would never have to teach again.
Blake's proposal after the one year anniversary of her shop was the last piece of the puzzle to her life after blue.
At least, that's what she thought. A year later, two pink lines brought about a blue nursery and receiving blanket and if her mother objected to her arbitrary color assignment, Tori only explained it with, "Blue isn't just a boy's color, mom. It's my color too."