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Fic: Learning to Be a Team (Preseries iS, Zhane and Andros centric)
Title: Learning to Be a Team
Pairings: Andros/OMC (Lori), Zhane/multiple
Rating: PG-13
Summery: Zhane and Andros weren’t always friends. When Andros first joined the Astro team he wasn’t sure he belonged. Zhane didn’t believe so either.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Power Rangers.
A/N: The Turbo team wasn’t the first to have the blue, yellow, pink and black Astro morphers. Andros and Zhane had a team before them. Ashah is blue, Tye is black, Lori is yellow and Tem is pink. Lori and Zhane are cousins. Tye and Andros are cousins. Kehtal is a term referring to a person who has had more than 3 colors. Took Tangarians from SPD, Mercurians from OO and Xybrian from TF (though Xybrians aren't mentioned until later chapters). Dath is just an affectinate term for father.
AN2: Because apparently I need background before I start posting my sequel to Everyone Accounted For.
Warning: There is slash and het in this story. Don’t like either, don’t read it. Zhane has two dads. Lori has two moms. Mpreg because one of Zhane’s dads got pregnant to have him, though I’m calling it Parryth and will better explain it later. Um Zhane being rude, male pinks, Trip being from the past? Not sure what would make anyone uncomfortable.
Chapter 3:
Zhane sat on the couch and stared at the ornate box sitting on the table in front of him. He leaned back into the cushions turning the data file he’d taken from the box over and over in his hand. Was his want to give the file to Andros based in malice? Should he put it back in the box to be buried?
Zhane frowned at the data file.
“Not spending the night on the megaship?” Arian asked his son as he and his husband returned home. He shook his head as Leyth flopped down on the couch Zhane was perched on and snatched the data file out of his hand.
“Dath,” Zhane complained.
“What?” Leyth asked, “Do you even know what this is?”
“He still hasn’t answered my question,” Arian reminded.
“It’s the file of her disappearance,” Zhane answered Leyth first before tilting his head back and smiling at Arian, “I thought I’d stay here tonight.”
Arian reached forward and squeezed Zhane’s shoulder before he reassured, “We’re fine. Neither of us had heard from Myeth since before the four of you inherited your morphers.”
Zhane frowned, “We’ve had them nearly a year.”
“Nearly,” Leyth smiled, “but not a whole year yet.”
Zhane laughed and gave his father a shove, snatching the data file back.
Arian ruffled his son’s hair, laughing when Zhane squirmed away and gave him an indignant look, “Why aren’t you staying on the megaship?”
Zhane frowned, “He offered to let them lead.”
“What?” Leyth asked confused.
“Andros, since Tye and Ashah have been leading he offered to follow,” Zhane explained.
Arian frowned, “He might feel different when he gets his morpher.”
“He hasn’t morphed yet,” Leyth agreed, “but it was appropriate to acknowledge that he’s just coming onto the team and that you’ve already figured out leadership without him.”
“That’s what they said,” Zhane grumbled, “Then they went on about red traditionally leading.”
“It’s true!” Leyth laughed, “and once he morphs he may want to lead. All the other reds have led, it practically a part of the morpher.”
Zhane shook his head with a smiled, “The theory that you might inherit impressions from the person before you?”
Arian leaned on the back of the couch, “It’s an interesting theory. Of course there are variances and differences between each person who inherits a morpher, but there are some similarities. Yellow is the heart of the team, they do their best to keep everyone happy and liking one another.”
“Don’t remind me,” Zhane grumbled remembering how well Lori was trying to look out for Andros even though Andros didn’t even have his morpher yet.
“Black has always been the mechanic. Of course everyone in the line has had an interest before they picked up their morpher, but some have proposed that if a person not of the line were to pick up the black morpher that they would find themselves fixing your machines and tools in an almost second hand manner.”
Zhane frowned. Why wouldn’t one of Tye’s descendents inherit his morpher? That was the way things were done, of course that also meant that Andros was their red. Zhane sighed then grumbled, “And red always leads.”
“You don’t know your stance on him yet,” Arian said as he found a nearby chair.
Zhane shook his head, “I barely know anything about him.”
“And yet you want to give him the data file,” Leyth pointed out.
Zhane frowned down at the tiny disk in his hands, before he said softly, “Maybe there is something on here that can help.”
Leyth nodded.
“Myeth had the best analysts go over that file again and again,” Arian pointed out.
“I don’t believe Andros has ever seen it,” Leyth pointed out, “perhaps it would help him remember something.”
“If he leaves then the others will blame me for giving it to him,” Zhane said, “What if I send him on a pointless search? He could end up like his parents.”
His parent said nothing and after a moment Zhane looked up at them confused, “What?”
“How much do you remember about them?” Arian asked.
“Them?” Zhane repeated and frowned trying to remember the few times he’s actually played with Andros and Karone. He bit his lips, “I remember that you couldn’t play with one without playing with the other.”
“How did they act?” Leyth asked.
Zhane frowned, then shrugged as he admitted, “I don’t know what you’re asking me to remember?”
“You do remember that you two were friends once?”
Zhane bit his lip, “I remember comforting Tye after Karone disappears and that we both wanted to see Andros.”
Leyth looked concerned and Arian closed his eyes tightly.
“Why couldn’t we go see him?” Zhane asked, feeling confused as he remembered how he had once been concerned for Andros’ wellbeing.
“The twins,” Leyth started to explain, “they shared a low level psi bond.”
Zhane’s hand closed more tightly around the disk in his hand. The silver morpher had just begun to give him a low level bond to his teammate’s morphers. He knew when they were in danger. Zhane stared down at his fist clenched around the data file. Was he actually feeling protective of Andros?
“When she disappeared,” Arian told him, “Andros became very ill. It was feared he would lose his life.”
“If anyone were to know if Karone were dead or alive it would be Andros,” Leyth concluded.
Zhane nodded.
“Then I’m giving this to him,” Zhane decided as he looked down at the data file. He could be nice to Andros, this once, it didn’t mean they were teammates.
Pairings: Andros/OMC (Lori), Zhane/multiple
Rating: PG-13
Summery: Zhane and Andros weren’t always friends. When Andros first joined the Astro team he wasn’t sure he belonged. Zhane didn’t believe so either.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Power Rangers.
A/N: The Turbo team wasn’t the first to have the blue, yellow, pink and black Astro morphers. Andros and Zhane had a team before them. Ashah is blue, Tye is black, Lori is yellow and Tem is pink. Lori and Zhane are cousins. Tye and Andros are cousins. Kehtal is a term referring to a person who has had more than 3 colors. Took Tangarians from SPD, Mercurians from OO and Xybrian from TF (though Xybrians aren't mentioned until later chapters). Dath is just an affectinate term for father.
AN2: Because apparently I need background before I start posting my sequel to Everyone Accounted For.
Warning: There is slash and het in this story. Don’t like either, don’t read it. Zhane has two dads. Lori has two moms. Mpreg because one of Zhane’s dads got pregnant to have him, though I’m calling it Parryth and will better explain it later. Um Zhane being rude, male pinks, Trip being from the past? Not sure what would make anyone uncomfortable.
Chapter 3:
Zhane sat on the couch and stared at the ornate box sitting on the table in front of him. He leaned back into the cushions turning the data file he’d taken from the box over and over in his hand. Was his want to give the file to Andros based in malice? Should he put it back in the box to be buried?
Zhane frowned at the data file.
“Not spending the night on the megaship?” Arian asked his son as he and his husband returned home. He shook his head as Leyth flopped down on the couch Zhane was perched on and snatched the data file out of his hand.
“Dath,” Zhane complained.
“What?” Leyth asked, “Do you even know what this is?”
“He still hasn’t answered my question,” Arian reminded.
“It’s the file of her disappearance,” Zhane answered Leyth first before tilting his head back and smiling at Arian, “I thought I’d stay here tonight.”
Arian reached forward and squeezed Zhane’s shoulder before he reassured, “We’re fine. Neither of us had heard from Myeth since before the four of you inherited your morphers.”
Zhane frowned, “We’ve had them nearly a year.”
“Nearly,” Leyth smiled, “but not a whole year yet.”
Zhane laughed and gave his father a shove, snatching the data file back.
Arian ruffled his son’s hair, laughing when Zhane squirmed away and gave him an indignant look, “Why aren’t you staying on the megaship?”
Zhane frowned, “He offered to let them lead.”
“What?” Leyth asked confused.
“Andros, since Tye and Ashah have been leading he offered to follow,” Zhane explained.
Arian frowned, “He might feel different when he gets his morpher.”
“He hasn’t morphed yet,” Leyth agreed, “but it was appropriate to acknowledge that he’s just coming onto the team and that you’ve already figured out leadership without him.”
“That’s what they said,” Zhane grumbled, “Then they went on about red traditionally leading.”
“It’s true!” Leyth laughed, “and once he morphs he may want to lead. All the other reds have led, it practically a part of the morpher.”
Zhane shook his head with a smiled, “The theory that you might inherit impressions from the person before you?”
Arian leaned on the back of the couch, “It’s an interesting theory. Of course there are variances and differences between each person who inherits a morpher, but there are some similarities. Yellow is the heart of the team, they do their best to keep everyone happy and liking one another.”
“Don’t remind me,” Zhane grumbled remembering how well Lori was trying to look out for Andros even though Andros didn’t even have his morpher yet.
“Black has always been the mechanic. Of course everyone in the line has had an interest before they picked up their morpher, but some have proposed that if a person not of the line were to pick up the black morpher that they would find themselves fixing your machines and tools in an almost second hand manner.”
Zhane frowned. Why wouldn’t one of Tye’s descendents inherit his morpher? That was the way things were done, of course that also meant that Andros was their red. Zhane sighed then grumbled, “And red always leads.”
“You don’t know your stance on him yet,” Arian said as he found a nearby chair.
Zhane shook his head, “I barely know anything about him.”
“And yet you want to give him the data file,” Leyth pointed out.
Zhane frowned down at the tiny disk in his hands, before he said softly, “Maybe there is something on here that can help.”
Leyth nodded.
“Myeth had the best analysts go over that file again and again,” Arian pointed out.
“I don’t believe Andros has ever seen it,” Leyth pointed out, “perhaps it would help him remember something.”
“If he leaves then the others will blame me for giving it to him,” Zhane said, “What if I send him on a pointless search? He could end up like his parents.”
His parent said nothing and after a moment Zhane looked up at them confused, “What?”
“How much do you remember about them?” Arian asked.
“Them?” Zhane repeated and frowned trying to remember the few times he’s actually played with Andros and Karone. He bit his lips, “I remember that you couldn’t play with one without playing with the other.”
“How did they act?” Leyth asked.
Zhane frowned, then shrugged as he admitted, “I don’t know what you’re asking me to remember?”
“You do remember that you two were friends once?”
Zhane bit his lip, “I remember comforting Tye after Karone disappears and that we both wanted to see Andros.”
Leyth looked concerned and Arian closed his eyes tightly.
“Why couldn’t we go see him?” Zhane asked, feeling confused as he remembered how he had once been concerned for Andros’ wellbeing.
“The twins,” Leyth started to explain, “they shared a low level psi bond.”
Zhane’s hand closed more tightly around the disk in his hand. The silver morpher had just begun to give him a low level bond to his teammate’s morphers. He knew when they were in danger. Zhane stared down at his fist clenched around the data file. Was he actually feeling protective of Andros?
“When she disappeared,” Arian told him, “Andros became very ill. It was feared he would lose his life.”
“If anyone were to know if Karone were dead or alive it would be Andros,” Leyth concluded.
Zhane nodded.
“Then I’m giving this to him,” Zhane decided as he looked down at the data file. He could be nice to Andros, this once, it didn’t mean they were teammates.