Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - Love Is Series - Heather Ray (ereader android TXT) 📗

How can I say this enough? Thank you to everyone that has kept up with all my books! You all are awesome! When I started adapting my fanfiction to these books, I was just doing it in order to introduce the Power Rangers to a new generation and to also help reluctant young readers to find a new love for reading. But I have found out that with each new book there is resounding success! Thank you all so much!

True love is something so rare many people never experience it. When I refer to true love, I don't simply mean an emotional connection, or even an exchange of vows. I mean a union of souls, a dedication to each other that is so complete, they might as well be a single person.

When a love like this is found, it must be celebrated. And that is the purpose of this tribute... to celebrate the romance of two young individuals who's love for one another grew into something so powerful, it changed their lives. I am referring to Tommy Oliver, and Kimberly Hart: the original Power Couple. Each story is written to a song, which I feel aptly describes what's happening through the various stages of their romance.

"Un-Break My Heart"

is Toni Braxton's, and the Power Rangers are Saban Brands. This fanfic was recommended by Hellfire, by the way, and I'm grateful to him for the inspiration. And hey... what kind of Kim/Tommy 'shipper would I be if I didn't include a few stories after the breakup? Not a loyal one... that's for sure!

In the Gym and Juice Bar, Tommy Oliver is busy lifting weights. His best friend, the recently instated Gold Ranger Jason Lee, is spotting him. The rest of the Zeo Rangers were elsewhere in the Youth Center, with Katherine Hillard teaching a ballet class, Billy Mitchell helping Rocky DeSantos comprehend Physics, and Adam Park helping Tanya Sloan perfect her tornado kick.

"Okay, Bro," said Jason, "one more set, and we'll call it a day. You ready?"

"Always," said Tommy, after taking a long sip of water from his water bottle. He lay back on the bench, and prepared to lift the bar again. During this set, Ernie walked up to the teens, a serious look on his face.

"What's up Ernie?" asked Jason.

"Uh," said Ernie uncomfortably, "a letter came for Tommy-"

Tommy stopped, and nearly dropped the weight on his chest. He struggled to prop it back up on the pole.

"-and its from Florida," Ernie finished, glancing down at the young man clad in red. Tommy sat up from the bench, and gazed at the small envelope, absolutely frozen. Jason looked at Tommy, and then back at the letter.

"You okay, Tommy?" he asked, taking the letter from Ernie. Ernie walked back to the bar, leaving the two young men alone.

"Um, I... I gotta get going," Tommy said abruptly, nearly snatching the letter from Jason's hand. Tommy stood up, grabbed his gym bag, and quickly left the Youth Center. Jason watched Tommy go, and happened to catch Ernie in the corner of his eye. Ernie had also seen Tommy hurry out of the Youth Center, and he shook his head as he dried clean drinking glasses. Rocky and Billy also saw Tommy leave, and they walked over to Jason.

"What happened to him?" asked Rocky.

"I... I don't get it," Jason said in confusion, "He just got a letter from Florida--"

Jason stopped abruptly as he noticed both his friends turn pale. "What?!"

"Jason," said Billy, "I'm sure Tommy told you he and Kimberly broke up."

"Yeah," Jason said, "but he never told me exactly what happened."

"Well," said Rocky, leading Jason to the table, "it was a few days before Valentine's Day..."

Don't leave me in all this pain
Don't leave me out in the rain
Come back and bring back a smile
Come and take these tears away
I need your arms to hold me now
The nights are so unkind
Bring back those nights when I held you beside me...

Tommy ran straight to Angel Grove Park, about a mile from the Youth Center. He didn't even need to think to guide his feet. He felt as if he'd just seen a ghost. Now, he stands beneath a large tree overlooking the still waters of the lake, clutching the white envelope tightly. He glanced down at the address, and knew immediately it was from Kimberly. He took a deep breath as he opened the envelope.

At least this time I'm alone,

he thought to himself, unfolding the white paper. At least I don't have to give anyone any explanations.

Tommy looked down at the letter, and read in a low whisper.

"'Dear Tommy,

As you probably know, the Pan Global Games are a week away. I'm really excited, and nervous, all at the same time. The Coach has decided that we're all too tense here in Miami, and so he's giving us Friday through Sunday off. The games start the following Friday, so we have some time to unwind. At first, I wanted to go visit my mother and step-father in Paris, but I'll be seeing them when they come to see the games next week. It was then I realized I haven't seen you, or my other friends in Angel Grove, since I came to Florida. I never meant to stay out of touch for so long. That's why I decided to come home this weekend...'"

Tommy stopped reading, and glanced at his watch. Sure enough, it was Friday, May 23, 1997. Exactly one week before the opening ceremony of the 1997 Pan-Global Games in Miami, Florida.

"I know this is really short notice," he continued to read, "but I only decided to come home this morning, and you probably won't get this letter until the day I arrive anyway. I know I could have called, but I haven't spoken to you since February. We really do need to talk, Tommy. That's why I'm sending you this message now. If you're not busy Friday night, please meet me by Angel Grove Lake at eight o'clock. I understand if you never want to see or speak to me again, so I won't hold it against you if you can't make it. Hopefully, I'll see you there. All my love, Kimberly."

Tommy looked up from the letter, and noticed that tears blurred his vision. He wiped them away with his sleeve, and gazed out at the water. He sat on the grass and glanced down at his watch. It was already six o'clock. He could wait two hours by the lake. No problem.

Un-break my heart
Say you love me again
Un-do this hurt that you caused
When you walked out the door
And walked out of my life
Un-cry these tears
I've cried so many nights
Un-break my heart
My heart...

"Hey, Tommy," said a voice. Tommy jumped, and turned around to see Jason standing behind him. He smiled as his best friend took a seat on the grass beside him.

"Hi, Jay," Tommy said.

"I was wondering why you left the Youth Center," Jason began, "but Billy and Rocky filled me in. Are you okay, Bro?"

"Yeah," Tommy lied, "I'm fine. No problem."

Jason could tell Tommy wasn't telling the truth. "What did the letter say?"

Tommy remained quiet for a moment. "She's coming back," he said in a voice just above a whisper, "Tonight."

"Really?" Jason said in astonishment, "But, what about the Pan-Globals?"

"Coach Schmidt gave the team three days off," Tommy explained, "and Kim's coming here.