You Found Me: A Story of Sky and Syd

Disclaimer: La la la la la. Don't look at me!

Challenge: Test

Timeframe: During Stakeout at Syd's party.

Well then. Dreadlock boy had his eye on Syd, did he? Sky glared at the B-Squad leader. First Jack got to be red ranger, and now he was trying to take Sydney? No way. No way in hell was Jack Landors getting his dirty paws on Syd.

He was hugging her, Sky noticed, hugging her too tight and too close. 'Idiot,' Sky chided himself. He was an idiot for not making his affections for her known earlier. It could still be taken care of, though. He'd just have to hurry up and make his move.

Music started as if a cue for him to do something about the secret feelings he had for her. Sky gulped involuntarily, and he descended the steps of the little gazebo, heading straight for the pink ranger.

However, Jack got there first. Sky growled low in his throat. If his mother had taught him one thing, it was that he was supposed to be polite. He'd have to wait a minute before cutting in.

Sky noted that Syd looked very happy. It had been an act of kindness from the arrogant red ranger to arrange for a surprise party for Sydney. If only Sky had thought of it first.

Then he was aware of Syd's unwavering azure gaze on him. Sky locked eye contact with her. She smirked.

She was testing him.

That was simply the final straw. Sky marched over to the dancing couple, savagely pushed Jack away and took Syd in his arms. He did this in complete silence. He ignored the glare Jack was shooting him and the look of shock on Z's face. Bridge looked his same loopy self and Syd was still smirking like she'd expected it all along.

"I was wondering when you'd do that…"

Sky glanced down at her, pretending he didn't know precisely what she was talking about. "What?"

"Announce to the world that you're jealous of Jack."

She was greatly amused at the thought of him being jealous. It was written all over her face. Honestly, Sky tried to play it off like he was immune to human emotions. She knew him so much better than that.

"What need do I have to be jealous?"

"Don't act like you don't know. Just shut up, OK?"

Syd leaned in closer, resting her head against his chest. He smiled. She smelled faintly of vanilla, he noticed.

"You passed, by the way," Syd finally murmured. "But then I always knew you would."