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Tommy/Hayley-- Ars Amatoria Romance Themes, Pg. 2
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Secrets
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“Tommy, are you going to explain these morphers or not?”

“Hold on. I want to show you something first. This will explain a lot.”

They both sat in Tommy’s dorm, he was setting up something on the small television that sat across from his bed-- not that he ever used it.

“There. I’m done. Hayley, this is a huge secret that I’ve never told anyone before. You can never tell anyone about what you’re gonna see, got it?”

“Sure thing.”

Tommy pressed play and an image of him came upon the screen. He looked to be about 15, sparring a boy of the same age. Next, she saw him standing in the middle of a large room, filled with smoke. She heard a screeching voice. There was a flash of lightning and the green ranger was standing there.

Hayley gasped. She was best friends with a former Power Ranger . . . a pretty good ranger, at that. That why he was able to do rough sketches of the morphers and understand the basics of power sources for them.

The rest of the documentary followed to tell the story of all other rangers to date. She learned that Tommy had spent time as the white ranger, before going on to lead two teams as a red ranger. Hayley also discovered why Tommy had mysteriously disappeared last semester. He had gone on a mission with all of the other rangers, to the moon. She suddenly didn’t mind the fact that she had taken all of his work for him while he was gone. How many people do you know that have gone to the moon???

Hayley stood in shock after everything had been said and seen. Two weeks ago Power Rangers were just a notion in the mind of the comic book geek. Now she was standing next to Tommy Oliver, who seemed to be the most legendary power ranger of all time. Well, you have to admit, it is quite a bit to take in.

As soon as Hayley moved on from being shocked, she was instantly flattered. He had just trusted her, little Hayley Viktor, with a tremendous secret. He ever wanted her help. This wasn’t just a silly college term paper, Hayley knew a secret that proved she could help in saving the world.

Yes, this secret was definitely worth keeping

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Dream
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As Tommy lay in bed, unable to sleep, one image kept reeling through his mind . . . Hayley, smiling down over him as he was waking up. Now, he couldn’t sleep. He was forced to face his past, and that he had become, through a dream, a nightmare. He didn’t know what to call it. A blessing, a curse, a dream, a nightmare, a vision of the past or future?

The other rangers had been off fighting when he woke up, with Dino Gem in hand.

After the day’s battle, he had gone to the Cyber Café to find Hayley-- daydreaming, of all the things in the world. It was a strange occurrence. Hayley was a woman always focused on one thing or another. Something real.

This happening was just another item on the list of things that Tommy was thinking about at the moment.

He began to wonder what she had been dreaming about. Could it have possibly been . . . him. He berated himself for thinking thoughts like that. Because he sincerely doubted it.

After high school, the thought of dating went down the drain. Or at least after the failures of Kim and Kat.

Tommy began to drift away sleepily into lands of a normal life, and a certain redheaded companion.

But before he lost all consciousness, he decided that today was a day for dreaming. Or that life itself was merely a dream to live in.
 
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Time
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He was a torn picture, faded through time. Nothing fazed him anymore.

He had come to believe that love was just a dream, a fantasy made up for fairytales.

But slowly, something was changing. Because time was repeating itself, but in a very different matter. Because she was different. The first two had been learning experiences, high school loves. But she was different.

The way she looked, the way she acted, everything she stood for.

Time was a chance to learn.

And maybe, through time, he could help her realize that though he was fallible, but he was trying.

Trying to forget the marks of time, left as scars.

Because time isn’t only the past, but the future as well.

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