Last Revised: October 2, 2005

Summary: Sky and Syd have been sworn enemies ever since they could remember. Bridge, Z and Jack are tired of their constant arguments and hatch a plan to get them to at least be civilized to each other. However, along the way, Sky and Syd discover for themselves the true sides and good qualities of each other.

Disclaimer: We don’t own Power Rangers. This story was written for entertainment purposes only.

Pairing: Syd/Sky with undertones of Bridge/Z

AN: Well, as you can see, PGW4E and I have decided to set up the rating a little bit. We’ve gotten reviews asking us to work a bit more with the sexual tension between Sky and Syd, so that’s what we’re going to do. Sorry for the delay with this chapter (it was my fault, I was super busy with school and I sort of lost my inspiration there for a bit, thank goodness for PGW4E!) Don’t forget to review! -BV


Sky sighed softly, enjoying the warmth and peacefulness he felt. The body pressed against him was soft and definitely feminine, though the arms around his waist and the legs intertwining with his were firm and toned from regular exercise. Slowly, he opened his eyes, taking in the mass of blonde hair lying on his shoulder. Smiling, he burrowed his face into the vanilla scented hair of his sleeping companion.

“I see someone’s ready for another go at it,” a soft voice whispered.

“Morning,” Sky whispered, watching her slowly rise above him, her hair like a halo and her eyes a bright blue, brighter than he’d ever seen them.

“I love you, Sky,” she whispered as they began to rock together.

“I love you, Sydney,” he whispered back.




Sitting straight up, Sky felt his heart racing and someone’s hand on his leg.

“Bridge?” he asked, clearly confused. He could have sworn a second ago…

“You were calling out in your sleep,” Bridge told him, trying to hide the smile on his face. Sky had done more than merely call out in his sleep, the Blue Ranger had been moaning and sighing and thrashing about, having a wet dream about a certain Pink Ranger, whose name had accompanied the words I love you, from Sky’s lips.

“Really?” Sky shakily asked, suddenly self-conscious. “I didn’t say anything incriminating, did I?” Sky was well aware, now that he was more awake, of what his dream had been of.

Bridge simply grinned. “Nothing I’ll mention if you don’t want to talk about it. However, if I was you, I’d go take a shower, get some clean clothes, and change my bed sheets.”

Sky looked mortified as he glanced down and noticed the proof of Bridge’s words. “Bridge?”

“I promise, I won’t tell Syd.”

Sky nodded stiffly and then hurried to the bathroom.

“That doesn’t mean I won’t tell Jack, or Z,” Bridge muttered as an after thought when the door slammed shut.


Sky groaned as he leaned against the bathroom door. His pajama bottoms were soaked through with sweat and other bodily fluids he didn’t want to think too closely about. “Damn!”

Taking a deep breath, Sky stripped and got into the shower. “Stupid body! Stupid reactions! WHY HER?”

What a horrible way to start off the day.


Three hours later, Bridge found himself walking into his and Sky’s room. The Green Ranger stopped dead in his tracks after entering. The Blue Ranger was packing a light blue backpack with what looked like water bottles and a sack lunch.

What also surprised Bridge was Sky’s clothing. The Blue Ranger was wearing a snug pair of jeans, something Bridge had never seen him do before. He also had on a white ribbed tank top and a blue flannel work shirt, not to mention that there was a fairly worn tool belt sitting next to Sky’s bag.

“Do I want to ask what that’s for?” Bridge started, causing Sky to whirl around to face him.

“I’m going out. I’ll be back later.”

Bridge just shrugged when Sky thundered past him and out the door. Turning, the Green Ranger grabbed his clothes from his dresser and went to rinse off the sweat from his workout in the gym, all the while pondering the Blue Ranger’s strange behavior.


Sky rolled his eyes and sighed when he saw Z and Sydney coming toward him down the hallway just outside his room.

“Well lookie here,” Z teased, hands on her hips as she and Syd stopped in front of Sky. The Yellow Ranger grinned. “What’s with the get-up?”

“I’ve got somewhere to be. Excuse me.”

Sydney glared at him. Z nodded and stepped aside, allowing him room to pass. Syd, however, wasn’t going to let him off so easily. Reaching out, the Pink Ranger grabbed his forearm and halted his movement. “You’re getting out of training with us, aren’t you?”

“That’s none of your business, Sydney.”

Syd lowered her voice so only he could hear her. “The next time I go and do something like this, you damn well better leave me alone, Tate. Especially, if I catch you coming in late tonight.”

That said, Sydney let her nails scratch down his arm before she strode away, leaving him and Z starring after her.

“What was that all about?”

Sky shrugged. “How the hell should I know? Nothing with her ever makes sense. I told you, she’s nuts!” Shaking his head, the blue ranger turned and left Z standing in the hallway, wondering about the minor confrontation.


He let out a sigh of relief as he went outside toward his motorcycle. Seeing Sydney had been the last thing he needed at the moment. Strapping his backpack tightly to his back, Sky put on his motorcycle helmet and started the ignition. Getting onto the bike, he started on his way.

He didn’t understand why he was having dreams of Syd all of a sudden. That dream had been bothering him to no end since this morning. He couldn’t be attracted to her, could he? ‘That is so absurd! Me attracted to Sydney Druscilla Grayson? When pigs fly!’ he thought as he drove along the empty streets. ‘She has got to be the bossiest woman on Earth! She’s annoying, whiny, and completely bossy. I would rather be stuck with Piggy and Boom, than with her!’

He rode along for a few more minutes before pulling up to a construction site. Getting off his bike and pulling off his helmet, Sky ran a hand through his hair before grabbing his backpack and heading towards the various people milling about.

“Sky, you made it!” a man in his later forties called out. He was dressed much like Sky was, though he favored green and black to anything else. He was Mr. Conrad, the director of the project Sky was working on. Mr. Conrad was also a friend of his dad’s who had helped him get into doing volunteer work for the Habitat for Humanity projects in New Tech City.

“Mr. Conrad, I told you I’d make it,” Sky grinned, shaking the older man’s hand. “How much more work do we have to do to it?”

“Dry wall got put up two days ago, plumbing’s getting worked on right now, but the paneling is ready to go up, as well as some painting. You ready to get messy?”

“Always when it’s for a good cause, let’s get to it.”


He felt satisfied. It had been drilled into his head at an early age that while he was privileged, it didn’t mean he couldn’t help people. In fact, he had two of the best examples of people who helped others living down the hall from him – his parents. Despite years as Power Rangers, and the wealth from the Collins Family Fortune, both Wesley and Jennifer Collins helped out in their community whenever and wherever possible. And Sky had too.

But of all the things he’d done volunteering over the years, it was working with Habitat for Humanity that brought him the most joy. To know he was putting skills he’d learned to put a roof over someone’s head made all the sweat and aches and pains acquired on the job was worth it.

“Gather round everyone!” Mr. Conrad called out as the end of the team’s lunch came around. The group of volunteers gathered round to hear what he had to say. “I’ve been talking to a friend of mine. It seems that the walls of the local school for disabled children are literally falling down around the kids, and we’ve been asked if we can gather volunteers and head over after this project is done to start work there. If you’d like to sign up, see me before you leave.”

Sky grinned. He loved working with the kids, and this would be one way to do that. He made up his mind then and there to talk to Mr. Conrad before he went back to the Academy.


Sky sighed as he walked into the common room. He was hoping to grab something quick to eat before he went in and took a shower and headed to bed. It seemed quiet enough. He was late by a few moments for the evening curfew, but he figured since no one was around, he was safe. He was almost over to the replicator when a voice seethed at him.

“Gee, aren’t we cutting it close?”

Sky sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose to ward off the ensuing headache and then turned. Syd was sitting on the couch, arms crossed over her chest and her eyes set on him, the blue of them icy fire.

“I believe we’ve been through this already, don’t you Sky?” Syd hissed as she pushed up to her feet and advanced on him. “Give me one good reason, after what you did to me, why I shouldn’t head up to the command center and report you for being out past curfew?”

The Blue Ranger begrudgingly admitted she had a point, but he wasn’t going to let her know it. “Because me being out past curfew is none of your business.”

Sydney’s anger hit breaking point. “You remember that the next time you yell at me!” Syd yelled at him before moving to walk past him to her and Z’s room.

For one split second, Sky seemed to have lost his mind. Unfortunately, one second was all it took. His feelings and confusion toward Sydney had been brewing all day, and they’d finally overloaded his already sketchy control. Reaching out, Sky grabbed Syd’s arm and hauled her to his chest, his lips slamming down on hers before either of them knew what was happening.

At first, Sydney was startled. Heck, startled didn’t even begin to describe how she was feeling. Sky was kissing her. Sky Tate, correction, Schuyler Tate Collins, her sworn enemy for the last decade, was kissing her senseless in the middle of the common room like his life depended on it. Control over her own body was gone, and Sydney soon found herself responding to his kiss, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck and her body straining against his as he took the kiss deeper.

Someone cleared their throat, causing the pair of Rangers to rip their mouths from one another and look at the intruder in a daze. Commander Cruger stood there, hands clasped behind his back, an eyebrow arched as he stared at them. Sky and Syd looked at Cruger, then at each other, before they moved to stand next to one another, managing to salute their commanding officer even though their brains were pretty much devoid of rational thought.

“Do I want to ask what’s going on here?” Cruger asked.

“Just discussing training, Sir,” Sky managed to mumble out, his cheeks burning. One quick glance to his side and he saw Sydney’s eyes were wide and her face was as beat red as his. ‘Good, at least I wasn’t the only one affected!’ he thought, almost smirking.

“It’s late, Cadets, and you have early morning training and classes. Get to bed.”

“Yes Sir!” they responded as Cruger turned and walked out, neither of them seeing the smirk on his face as he left.

“HOW DARE YOU!” Sydney screeched once the doors were shut. “HOW DARE YOU MAN HANDLE ME! LET ALONE KISS ME!”

Sky just shook his head and moved past her toward his and Bridge’s room. “Sydney, get over yourself, you’re delusional. What makes you think I liked you kissing me?”


“In YOUR dreams!”

The Pink Ranger’s jaw dropped as he disappeared into his room. “ARGH!”


‘Of all the ridiculous things to ever happen, this has got to be the worst!’ Syd fumed as she stomped toward her room. ‘How dare he? And to make things worse, the Commander saw! Oh, I shudder to think what he thinks of us now!’

The pink ranger entered her room with a flourish, making a lot of racket as she did so. Hearing the noise, the yellow ranger poked her head out of the bathroom. Z stared at her roommate curiously, deciding that something major had just happened. Sydney’s clothes were rumpled and her cheeks were flushed red. Her long blonde hair, which was usually kept nice and neat, was ruffled and all over the place.

“What happened to you?”


“Ah,” Z nodded. “Sky, again?”

“When is it not him? That guy drives me BANANAS!”

The yellow ranger nodded once more. Privately, she wondered if Bridge was getting any reaction from Sky. Exiting the bathroom in her pajamas, she decided to go find out. “Hey, I’ll be back in a bit, okay? I’m just gonna go hang out with Bridge for like a half an hour or so.”

“Fine, whatever!” Syd slammed her dresser drawer, making the contents on the top shelf rattle. The pink ranger let out a sigh of frustration as the doors slid shut behind the yellow ranger. She threw her pajamas onto the corner of her bed and grabbed her pillow. She imagined her pillow to be Sky’s face as she pounded it mercilessly. “Jerk, jerk, jerk!”

‘It wasn’t as if it was a great kiss anyway,’ Syd continued to fume as she pounded her pillow. ‘I know I’ve had MUCH better!’

She stopped pounding her pillow and stared as herself in the mirror on her dresser. ‘You’re a liar’, her mind argued. ‘In actual honesty, you enjoyed that kiss probably more than you should have.’

She regarded her reflection with a wide horrified look. “Oh my god,” she muttered to herself. “I can’t believe I’m attracted to Sky Tate.”

Never before had she been kissed with such intensity and care. Sky’s kiss had been powerful and forceful, but at the same time, very gentle. It was almost as if he meant it. And she… she had enjoyed it! Syd shook her head. “I must be going insane.”


“Stupid, stupid, stupid,” Sky muttered to himself as he entered his room. He slapped his forehead repeatedly. “Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!”

“What did you do that was so stupid?”

The blue ranger jumped and whirled around to face his roommate. “I don’t want to talk about it!”

Bridge cocked an eyebrow at his friend and teammate. “Right. So why don’t you tell me what this is all about?” the Green Ranger asked from his spot on his bed.

“It’s nothing. I’m just stupid.”

The Green Ranger couldn’t help but laugh. “Let me guess, has to do with Sydney?”

“WHAT ELSE IS NEW?” Sky growled, turning and hitting the punching bag in the corner. “Yes, it’s about Sydney, but it’s my problem.”

“Does it have something to do with this morning?”

Sky whirled around for the second time, this time glaring menacingly at Bridge. “Do not mention this morning EVER again!”

The green ranger grinned. “Come on, Sky. Tell me what just happened with Sydney.”


Before Bridge could respond, there was a knock on the door. “Come in!”

“Hey Bridge!” Z called then stopped when she saw Sky pacing like a caged tiger. “What happened to you Sky?”

The blue ranger mumbled something incoherent, looking murderous. The yellow ranger shrugged and looked at Bridge. “Can I talk to you, in the hallway, NOW?”

Bridge nodded and grinned, hoping out of bed and walking out the door, the pair of them leaving Sky hitting the punching bag.


“What’s wrong, Z?”

“Well, at least now I know it wasn’t only Syd pacing like a madwoman. Something happened between them.”

Bridge rolled his eyes. “Why does that not surprise me? Sky’s giving off an array of emotions, so many that I’m even having a problem separating them. How’s Syd?”

“Raving like the lunatic that she is, how do you think she’s doing? She’s in our room right now, beating the stuffing out of her pillow. Should we go tell Jack?”

The Green Ranger’s eyes began to twinkle with mirth. “Let’s go talk to Jack; besides, I have to fill you in on what happened this morning.”

Z’s eyes narrowed as she nodded. “Do I want to know?”

“Yes, but I’m not telling until we talk to Jack. Come on.”


“What does a man have to do to get some rest around here?” Jack hollered as the knocking on his door became so insistent that it woke him from a sound sleep. “WHAT?”

“It’s important!” Z called.

“Come in then!” Jack grumbled, turning the light on and sitting up against the headboard of his bed. “What is so important?”

“They had another fight, but we think something else happened to intensify it,” Z started.

“They can kill each other for all I care at this point! I’m sick of my sleep getting interrupted!”

“There’s more,” Bridge assured him, moving to stand next to the bed that Jack was laying in. Z had taken a seat on the foot of said bed, and was intently staring at the Green Ranger. Jack looked semi interested now.

“Go ahead.”

“Sky had a dream this morning,” Bridge started. “It must have been a pretty good one, especially from the look on his face. He woke me up out of a sound sleep, which isn’t all that hard to do, but it was way intense and…”

“BRIDGE!” Z and Jack yelled in unison, making the Green Ranger blush.

“Sorry,” Bridge sheepishly replied. “Anyway, it was one of THOSE kind of dreams.”

The Yellow and Red Ranger’s looked surprised by Bridge’s emphasis on those. “Really now?” Z asked.

“I don’t want to hear about Sky’s wet dreams, please,” Jack shuddered.

“Even when they cause him to call out Syd’s name and end up needing to change his bed clothes and pajamas?”

Both Z and Jack looked shocked, their mouths falling wide open before they started laughing. “You’re kidding right?”

Bridge shook his head. “Nope. I told him I wouldn’t tell Syd, but that doesn’t mean I can’t tell you two.”

“You know,” Z looked thoughtful. “Syd came into our room with her clothes all wrinkled and her hair all over the place.”

Jack stared. “Are you sure we’re talking about the same Syd here? That girl can’t stand to look messy!”

The yellow ranger nodded. “Yeah, her face was all red and she was breathing pretty deeply.”

“Unbelievable. What are we gonna do?”

Jack question had a devilish grin spreading across Z’s face. “We find out if Sydney feels the same way about him and go from there.”

The two boys nodded and smiled, their plan of action set.