Enemy Within: The touch of Silk
What was hers is now his…

Note: I do not own Power Rangers Jungle Fury or its characters. I'm just playing with them.
Prompt: First Treasured Item (bigthingsinlife prompts)
Genre: General/Drama/Angst
Rating: T (possible language)

My leg has finally healed and I'm on my own two feet again. As I walk downstairs, Kiran skitters from the room. My heart sinks. As usual, I've messed up the only good thing in my life, and scared away the girl I'm in love with. It's apparently the story of my life. I'm always meant to be alone, and I shouldn't have thought otherwise. Instead of going inside to sulk in the darkness of my room, I walk outside into the overcast day. It suits my mood better than the pure darkness.

I catch Kiran's scent in the breeze and follow it, she's near, and RJ's long since bounded off to who knows where. He'll be around soon, knowing RJ. He has the attention span of a gnat most days. Kiran is with Swoop when I find her; they are meditating as they usually do. Swoop is hovering an inch above the ground signaling that he is at peace. To my knowledge Kiran doesn't know how to levitate. I've watched her enough to know that she can't. She looks serene right now which is rare. Usually she's always thinking and in her quiet moments, she doesn't drift off blissfully, she sinks into a hard silence, crawling into her memories.

I wish I hadn't pushed her away, I wish hadn't blurted out I loved her. It makes it harder now, watching her, remembering her petite form curled up to me. I hate this, but in the end, it's my fault as always. As her eyes begin to open, I quickly step out of her line of sight and she seems disappointed when she opens her eyes. Crap. She probably knows I'm here; most of us here use our noses to locate each other. Funny thing is, I've not seen her do it until just now.

The wind picks up and it hits me with a cold chill, the seasons are changing quickly here. The fall has settled in beautifully with the changing of the leaves, its always been my favorite time of year. Only that's when I feel something silky touch my hand as I turn away. The breeze has taken Kiran's ribbon, she hasn't even noticed yet. Holding it tight, I take it with me as I return to the house. Even though I want to keep it, I know this has been the one item that she treasured. I gently touch it to my face and inhale the light scent of her hair before I head to her room and place it neatly on her pillow. Leaving her room, I go into mine, and lay down. Before I know it, I succumb to sleep with the crisp fall breeze filling my senses.

When I wake up, her scent is filling my nose and my eyes snap open. Rolling over, she's staring intently down at me. I'm mildly surprised to say the least; she smiles at my surprise and sits down next to me. I realize her ribbon is in her hand, laced through her fingers.

"Thank you," she says and leans down, hugging me. It felt so good to have her pressed against me again.

"It's yours, I didn't want you to lose it," she beams at me.

"Thank you for being so considerate. It's the only thing I have from my birth Mom…" I take in the information that spills from her lips.

"Then I'm glad I caught it," I tell her, she smiles at me still.

"You wouldn't have let it get away. I know you." I miss her, I miss the closeness of her body and it's just been a few days. Basic need and a shove from the Lion makes me pull her back into my arms for a hug.

"I'm sorry for being a shit the other day…I just-"

"I know, you're not used to affection or attention. I feel so much love I have a tendency to overwhelm people, not anyone in this house though, it's nice," she says, she's holding on to me just as tightly as I'm holding on to her. I love her and this is as close as I'll ever be to her. I'm okay with that now.

"I don't mind. I never mind," I tell her, and she begins to rub my back. The silk of the ribbon laced in her fingers makes me shiver.

"Good. I could use a nap. Shove over."

"Yes ma'am."

She laughs and lays down and now I watch her begin to rest. She slides her hand under the pillow and when she withdraws it, the ribbon is still tucked under it. I realize she's leaving it there for me and I feel a pang in my chest. No matter how many years pass; I will always keep it close to me. I lay down beside her and watch her sleep until I can no longer keep my eyes open.