The rain still continued to drizzle as Tommy's car pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. It was a beautiful white brick structure with a dark red front door. Brilliant green plants decorated patio area.
"Wow, this is a nice restaurant," Jason remarked, eyebrow raised. "Are you sure we're not underdressed?"
Tommy eyed the Red Ranger sideways, a spark of mischief in them. "As far as I'm concerned, you're always overdressed, Red." He even managed a sly smile.
Jason chuckled gently. "Ok, I set that one up for you. But seriously, this looks kind of fancy."
Unbuckling his belt, the Green Ranger popped the release on his door and swung a leg out. "Anyone ever tell you that you worry too much?"
Jason rolled his eyes and followed Tommy's lead. He felt cool droplets on the skin of his face and drew a deep breath of the crisp clean air. Opening his eyes, he was startled to see the Green Ranger right in front of him. Wordlessly, Tommy reached out and clasped Jason's hand.
The Red Ranger looked down at their entwined hands with some amazement. People were going to notice and he was slightly uneasy. He hadn't really even thought about the fact that he was gay; when he was with Tommy, all rational thought went out the window. All he knew was the drive to obey and satisfy the Green Ranger. He never really considered what it meant that the person he was having sex with was male.
"It doesn't really matter, Red. Remember?" Tommy seemed to read his mind.
Jason hated when Tommy talked this way. He definitely didn't want to think about the events that were going to happen after today. However, he didn't really want to stand out in the rain and get soaked. He nodded somberly.
Together, the two walked through the parking lot to the entrance of the restaurant. A brisk wind brushed them and Jason shivered. Tommy frowned slightly and pulled his hand from his lover's; quickly, he wrapped his arm around the Red Ranger's shoulders and pulled him close. It was such a tender gesture that Jason wished fervently that Tommy would give up being evil.
Reaching the door, Tommy opened it and the pair stepped inside to golden light and warm furnishings. They were immediately greeted by the hostess and seated in a private corner. Sliding into the booth, Tommy plopped his knapsack next to him nonchalantly. Jason sat across from Tommy and peered around the restaurant.
The Green Ranger merely gazed at Jason, drinking in the dark, spiked hair, deep brown eyes, luscious mouth, and broad shoulders and chest. He felt himself harden with lust. He could imagine pinning Jason on the table and…. I've got to calm down. We haven't even ordered yet!
The Red Ranger felt his companion's eyes on him and smiled, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. It was obvious Tommy was checking him out.
"We could have stayed in bed, you know," he teased, dropping his eyes bashfully.
"I know but I felt like a change," Tommy said softly.
They were quiet a moment; the tinkle of their fellow patrons' plates and glasses sounded musically. Jason fingered the menu in front of him awkwardly. Tommy cleared his throat.
"The calamari's excellent."
Jason's lip twitched slightly; as aggressive and dominating as the Green Ranger was in the bedroom, on a date he was like any other socially backward teenage guy. He looked nervous. Jason decided to break the ice.
"It's weird, isn't it? Our usual activities don't involve too much talking, well, besides giving orders," he pitched his voice low for discretion.
Tommy actually laughed, a true genuine laugh. "This is silly. I've done things to you that would make a porn star blush. Seen every part of your body. Hell, I've even marked it. Talking should be nothing."
"You definitely seem to be more knowledgeable about our other activities than I would have guessed a seventeen year old would be," he offered.
"I just know what feels good and I have an active imagination. Plus I've always heard anticipation is key." He winked at Jason. "What do you think?"
"I think we need to decide what to order because the waiter is on his way over," the Red Ranger laughed.
After placing their orders, the two teens continued to tease each other affectionately; it was almost as if they were two regular people out on a first date, not two mortal enemies locked in some fucked up sexual obsession. Soon Tommy's face became serious and he reached out a hand, placing in on Jason's forearm.
"Listen, I am sorry about earlier when I lost my temper. You know, sometimes I worry…" he trailed off.
"What do you worry about?" Jason prodded, laying his hand over Tommy's.
He wasn't sure he could continue. How could he tell Jason that sometimes he was afraid he was losing his mind? Looking back, he could see some of his crazier escapades that at the time seemed like perfectly normal actions.
"Not here," he replied, looking around the restaurant with some paranoia.
Jason immediately dropped the topic; he didn't want Tommy freaking out in public. "So, what made you decide to seduce me? At the Juice Bar?"
"I think it was you seducing me," Tommy looked relieved to be discussing something else. "Looking so vulnerable. My balls felt like they were going to fall off they were so swollen. They must have weighed like twenty pounds each!"
Jason laughed at the mental image then quickly stifled it as their waiter brought their drinks to the table.
As he departed, Tommy hissed good-naturedly, "I'm glad you think it's funny. It fucking hurt."
Taking a sip of his coke, Tommy added, "You never seemed to make a big deal about me feeling you up when we fought. I thought you'd be pissed to no end about it. I never could tell if you were panting because of the fight or because you liked it."
"Both actually. The first time you stroked my inner thigh I thought it was an accident or I was imagining it. I almost begged you to do it again but then I thought I was nuts."
"Well I guess we are both a couple loons then," Tommy sighed.
"I guess so," Jason agreed.
Steaming plates of food were then placed on the table in front of them. Moving closer together, they each shared their lunch selections with each other, shoulders almost touching. They were both starving and hadn't realized it until their first bite.
Every so often, their hands touched as they ate off each other's plate, usually on purpose on Tommy's part. Occasionally, they got strange looks from the other patrons as they nuzzled close to each other; it was obvious they were there "together." Jason found he didn't care as much as he thought he would.
They split a scrumptious chocolate dessert, then Jason stood to visit the restroom.
"Don't be too long," Tommy whispered as he reluctantly allowed Jason to move away from him, his fingertips trailing longingly down Jason's arm. Jason merely smiled in response. Then he was walking toward the back of the restaurant.
Looking around guiltily, Tommy reached for his knapsack and pulled it into his lap. He was careful to keep it out of sight as he unzipped a side pocket and found the pill bottle nestled inside. The Green Ranger fingered the cap for a moment, knowing that Jason was going to be absolutely inconsolable and furious about what he was planning to do. He'd probably never trust him again; this weird half-relationship would be torpedoed.
Well, he won't see me again after today anyways. Plus I'm the fucking evil Ranger; he shouldn't trust me. He knew what I was when he laid down with me. I'm a lying, monstrous, sadistic psychopath. He's made me soft. I need to correct this immediately.
Covertly, he popped the lid and removed one 30 mg Tenazepam sleeping pill. He'd seen what this shit did to his uncle; it royally fucked him up. He was a zombie on it. Pinching the capsule firmly, he carefully loosened the casing. Taking one last quick look around, he slyly dumped the contents into Jason's coke and discarded the empty shell. He just had enough time to stir the drink when he noticed the top of Jason's dark head across the room.
He sat casually back in the seat and watched Jason approach, like an innocent little lamb unaware of the big bad wolf. He knew when taken as a complete capsule, it took about 2 hours to take effect. Given this way in Jason's drink, it would probably knock him on his ass in about 45 minutes. Then the Green Ranger could safely stash him until the final battle was over.
Jason slid back into the booth and resumed his place cuddled up with Tommy. Now all he had to do was wait for Jason to finish his drink….