Kira Ford

Color was everything to a Power Ranger. It seemed like every one so far had been inexplicably attracted to their own as far as wardrobe went. It was just a thing.

Of course, things were a little different now. Kira had added a new color to her closet, one she was slowly growing very fond of.

Green.

She wore it because of him. Yeah, he'd had other colors in the past, but there were reasons she'd picked the one she had. Red was also Conner's, white was also Trent's. Black was a little too basic. Not only was green the only option not linked to another team member, or just a little too classic, it was his first. She never could be sure if he still felt the guilt that came with being Rita's chosen and almost killing his friends while under that spell, but if he did, this was her way of saying it didn't matter to her. It could all happen again tomorrow and it still wouldn't matter. She knew who he was: a hero and the man she loved.

Yeah, she still wore her own, but with an added bonus. Yellow and green went great together, and so did they. Whenever she wore it, no matter where she was, it made her feel closer to him. It was almost like he was there, watching over her, taking care of her like she knew he loved to do.

Green just felt good on her, because to her, green was Tommy Oliver.

Kira slowed reached for the dagger under her pillow. A noise had stirred her from her sleep. She needed to be ready for anything.

"Whoa! Kira!" Tommy stood there, hands up in surrender. "It's me."

She relaxed considerably and lowered the knife. "Oh my God, you scared the hell out of me."

"My house, my room."

She sighed and flopped back against the pillow, sliding the blade back into it's hiding place. "I know. Just forgot where I was for a second."

He shook his head as he looked around the room. "Yeah. I was just coming to check on you. Which, by the way, is something you should get used to while you're here."

"Go to sleep, Dr. O," she mumbled. "I can take care of myself."

She heard him sigh and felt the bed shift as he sat. "You're sleeping in my bed. I think we can drop the formalities."

"Not like we're gonna have sex, Tommy." She paused a second. "Unless, ya know...you want to."

"Kira."

"Right. Not funny."

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