Hey everybody!
Another little Sky/Syd story from me –for those of you who know me or have
talked with me at some point, you all know I can’t seem to get away from this
shipping! I haven’t been struck like this since I watched the chemistry of Fox
and Theresa on NBC Soap Opera’s Passions! Hopefully the writers of SPD
will give us more moments between Sky and Syd (did anyone catch the moment
between them in ‘Reflections’? I practically hyperventilated because I was so
happy! I’m such a dork)
Anyway, this
idea came to me as I was watching this Korean movie called ‘The Classic.’ This
heartfelt movie inspired me to write a rain fic and so I borrowed a little
scene from the movie. The little story about Syd’s parents came from this
scene. If any of you like romance, I definitely recommend watching this movie,
it’s so romantic –I simply adore it! The next chapter to ‘Facing the Past’ is
halfway written and will be up soon! I just had to get this story out of my
system.
Disclaimer: I
don’t own Power Rangers. They belong to Disney and whoever else that has claim
to them. I only borrowed a movie scene from ‘The Classic’. Everything else that
you recognize, I don’t own. This story was written for entertainment purposes
only and for my satisfaction of having another Sky/Syd story out there.
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Rhythm of
the Falling Rain
Summary: She
loves the rain and he’s always wondered why. Sky and Syd spend a rainy
afternoon together.
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Sky stood at
the Academy entrance, just behind the panel of the glass doors, watching as the
figure outside danced and twirled around, oblivious to the world around her.
The rain had
started as soon as they had arrived back at the Academy in triumph from their
latest battle. He and the others had run ahead, desperate to get out of the
rainfall. But she hadn’t followed. Instead, she had slowed down; her face
lifting upwards as the droplets came pouring down. He had noticed that she
hadn’t followed them inside, of course. He always noticed. The others had long
since disappeared inside the Academy; no doubt, they were trying to get dry. He
heard her musical laughter and he looked on in fascination at the scene in
front of him. It was as if there was some secret about the rain, a secret that
only she knew about.
In all his
time at the Academy, in all his life period, never had he met someone who loved
the rain as much as she did. It rained often in New Tech City, and every time
it rained, her face would just light up and she would race outside -regardless
of how tired she was or how cold it was- and spend a half an hour or so just
playing in the rain. She was lucky if she didn’t catch a cold, which was often
the case.
Her
fascination with the rain had always intrigued him. It was the only time he
ever saw her smile like she was truly happy, without a care in the world. She
had always been bubbly and cheerful but for some reason, for some strange
reason, she was truly at peace with herself whenever it rained. She would jump
into small puddles, splashing water all over her shoes, acting like a six-year-old
child. And for some reason, he found her actions extremely endearing. Perhaps
he found himself intrigued by her carefree ways because his own life was always
so bounded to rules and regulation. Her child-like ways were a refreshing
change.
It had been like
this for years. Every time it rained, Syd would run out and play, while he
stood at the entrance watching, wanting to know why, but never having the
courage to ask. Instead, he always stood in the same spot, enticed by the way
she moved and the way she danced about.
But today he
would ask. He had always had a curious nature, whether he wanted to admit it or
not, and he just couldn’t stand not knowing. He had been curious for far too
long about her fascination with the rain. For once, he would be impulsive and
get the answers he wanted without thinking or trying to hard. Yes, today he
would find out.
Provided that she told him, of course. Which
he hoped that she would. He was dying to know why the rain made her so
happy.
He headed
toward a nearby broom closet and pulled out a large black umbrella. Turning, he
headed towards the Academy entrance, opening up the umbrella as he stepped
outside. He heard her laughter as she jumped into another puddle, it was so
melodic and endearing, he couldn’t help but be drawn
to it.
Her back was
facing him as he approached. She was looking up at the sky, becoming more and
more drenched every passing minute. Her long blonde hair had long ago lost its
volume; it hung limply, water dripping from the ends. She whirled around in
surprise as the umbrella covered her view of the sky, her baby blue eyes held a
warm look as she saw him and she smiled.
When she
didn’t speak, he faltered, not knowing what to say. Their gazes were held in a
comfortable silence as his blue eyes searched hers. Finally, he spoke.
“You’re going
to catch a cold if you don’t head inside.”
She laughed.
“I’ll head inside in a few minutes.” She stepped out from under the umbrella
and back into the falling rain, twirling as she did so.
He took step
forward, following after her with the umbrella in his hand. “You’re soaking
wet.”
She stopped
twirling and gave him a knowing look. “I’m well aware of that.”
Gone was the
makeup she wore daily, washed away by the water. He actually preferred her this
way, no makeup, just her natural beauty. And beautiful she was. He had always
been aware of that fact. Sometimes he even caught himself admiring her looks
during training sessions. However, today was the first time he had been aware
of the fact that his heart was thumping rapidly whenever she smiled at him.
“You should
come inside and get dry,” he persisted.
She gave him
an amused glance. “I will in a few minutes.” She then turned her attention back
to the sky, her face tilting upwards and she gave another little twirl, much to
his amusement.
He watched her
with renewed interest. It was much more intriguing to watch her up close.
Without thinking, he blurted out, “Why do you like the rain so much?”
She stopped
dancing about and turned to look at him. He faltered. “I… I mean… it’s just
that… every time it rains…” she was watching him with amusement now, “you
always run out…here…” he finished lamely.
There was a
mischievous smile on her face and she took a few steps toward him, until she
was also under the umbrella. She stood on her tiptoes, reaching out to balance
herself by grabbing onto his shoulders. He could feel the heat creeping up his
cheeks as she leaned toward him. He could feel her warm breath on his cheek as
she whispered teasingly into his ear, “I’d tell you, but then I’d have to kill
you.” Then she leaned back and winked at him.
He was a
little surprised at her answer, but then grinned and shook his head. “Tell me.”
“You’re that
interested?”
“Yes.”
She stared at
him with a thought expression on her face. “What do you think of when you see
rain?”
“I would think
that I should head somewhere inside so that I don’t get wet,” he answered
honestly.
“And how do
you feel when you see that it’s raining?”
“I feel happy
that I’m inside my room, all warm and dry?”
He stared at
her curiously. “Hope? Why do you feel hope?”
The pink
ranger’s grin faded a little and an apprehensive expression appeared on her
face. “You’ll laugh at me.”
He gave her a
serious stare. “I wouldn’t. I want to know because it seems like it’s important
to you.”
He kept
staring at her until she finally relented. “Fine,” she waggled a finger at him,
“promise not to laugh?”
“I promise.”
“Huh?”
The confusion
was so apparent in Sky’s voice that Syd let out a giggle. A dreamy look
appeared in her eyes as she launched into her tale. “I grew up listening to
stories of how my parents met and fell in love,” she turned to face him, “my
mom loved the rain. It was raining when she was playing outside in the middle
of the field one day and she slipped and fell in the grass, spraining her
ankle. My dad saw her fall and came over to help her. He carried her on his
back all the way back to her house. That was how they met.”
Sky stared at
Syd in wonder. The pink ranger was staring up at the stormy rain clouds as the
rain continued to fall.
“It was
raining when my dad took my mom out on their first date, it was raining when
they first told each other they loved one another, it was raining when they got
married. It even rained the day I was born,” Syd giggled and fixed her gaze on
Sky. “I’m waiting for my true love in the rain.”
Sky swallowed, feeling touched by her story. “What about the other
things you feel?”
The pink
ranger let out another happy laugh and spread out her arms, indicating the area
around her. “Look around you, Sky! Can’t you hear the rhythm of the falling
rain? Can’t you see how the water cleanses everything, making everything look
so beautiful once the sun comes out?”
There was a
frown on Sky’s face and Syd could see that he didn’t really understand what she
was saying. It was understandable, this was something that needed to be felt,
not explained. She took a step toward him, and gently pried the umbrella from
his hand. He could only watch as she closed the umbrella with a snap and then
tossing it onto a nearby bench. He could feel the rainfall begin to dampen his
hair and uniform.
“Close your
eyes, Sky,” Syd turned to him, smiling gently as she reached for his hand. “And
just listen.”
Painfully
aware of his pounding heart as she held his hand, Sky obliged and closed his
eyes, listening intently. There was a light rumble somewhere in the clouds
above and Sky briefly acknowledged it before letting go all his thoughts, and
cleared his mind. A strange sense of peace filled him as he listened to the pit-patter
sound of the rain as the water hit the leaves of the trees, hitting the windows
of the Academy and the ground. If he listened closely, he could almost hear the
rushing sound of the creek nearby. Suddenly, he understood what
By now, he was
soaking wet and he opened his eyes to find
“Yeah,” he
responded, staring up at the clouds. It had lightened up a bit and it was now
only raining lightly. He glanced back down at Sydney, his gaze wandering to
their joined hands. A blush crept up his cheeks and despite the fact that he
was very wet, he felt completely warm. A thought suddenly crossed his mind and
for a moment he almost rejected the idea, but deep in down in his heart, he
knew that he wanted this to happen. Being impulsive, he shifted his hand until
his fingers were interlaced with hers.
Her baby blue
eyes looked up at him in surprise and then she smiled brightly.
He was
slightly nervous now. “Would you like to go to dinner on Friday night?”
She was still
grinning widely. “Why Sky, I was beginning to think you’d never ask! I’d love
too.”
Sky smiled,
and then froze. “What do you mean by ‘you thought I’d never ask’?”
Syd laughed.
“Oh please, you’ve been watching me for years now. Every time it rained, and I
went outside, you’d follow me and stand by the entrance doors, just watching
me.”
“What does
that have to do with anything?”
There was a
twinkle in her eye. “When I said I was waiting in the rain, what did you think
I meant?”
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