How to make a Yellow Ranger hate you 10

Emily moaned, her hazel eyes fluttering open. The familiar recovery room walls welcomed her with the ceiling, the bed underneath her giving her warmth. It was a little too much warmth, and her muscles and joints needed to be used again. Carefully, since she was still sore, the blonde girl swung her legs out of bed and stretched out. The female stumbled once when she tried to go the door.

"Careful," she turned around to see Joey sitting in a chair by her bed, which was on her blindside, which was why she never saw him.

"Joey," she got on her knees, crawling to the male blonde, who held her closely, running his fingers through her curls.

"How are you feeling?" he inquired.

"A lot better and stronger," she nodded, "now I'm ready to go train." She started to the door, but he took her wrist.

"No, no, no," he shook his head, "you gotta' be fully recovered first."

"Dang," she pouted.

"Em…"

"What?" His smiled at her innocent eyes.

Smiling back, she laid down in bed.

"You owe me some explaining," he sat beside her legs.

So, she described everything to him. She even spoke of the way to feel how to feel Jayden's feelings. When she finished, something sparked in his forest eyes.

"Emily," he took her hands, "promise me you won't freak out when I tell you?"

"Tell me what?" curiousness shown in her hazels.

"Well…" his forests flickered to the door, then to Jayden who was still out cold, "I am responsible for that feeling you could use to find him."

"What do you mean?" she blinked.

"I mean, I've some Nilock powers," Joey explained, "see, I've always digged you. But then he showed up.

The day replayed like TV in his head as he explained.

Six year old Joey felt horrible for bullying that little girl on the playground earlier, and not just because he'd gotten spanked for it. The young male stared across the forest stream with a sigh. If he saw her again, he was going to apologize. He felt in love with…Emily, was it?

Suddenly, the current seemed to flow backwards. He gaped as a Nilock rose out of the water, who he would later discover was Malcases. The monster stepped toward him, and the blonde child stumbled back, terror in his eyes.

"I've heard you've fallen in love with a certain future Yellow Ranger," the beast grabbed him by the shirt front.

"I don't know what you're talking about," the child shook in fear, "you mean that Emily girl?"

"Well," the Nilock ignored the question, "I can't allow somebody like you to be in love and protect her, can I?"

"Sure you can," his throat was dry.

"Well, I won't," the yellow sockets glowed bright. The boy screamed, though the sound was muffled by the Nilock's hand, as power surged in him, killing him.

When it was over, the last thing Joey remembered was the Nilock's laughter and him disappearing into the gap.

"He was trying to kill me, and he nearly did," the present Orange Ranger told her, "but I fought against the pain and sickness. I got the power to transport feelings between people so they can feel what each other feel. But that beast was successful in making me meaner so I couldn't stop messing with you. That's why I was always so mean. But now that he's gone forever, that power is gone and so is that meanness I always tried to control."

"Wow," the blonde girl hugged him, "I never knew…I'm sorry…"

"It wasn't your fault," he held her close, "it was his. But the issue of that is over and we can let the past go. But now I must leave."

"What?" she gasped, "why?"

"Please don't be mad, but I was dating while dating you,"

"YOU WHAT?"

"Shhhh!" Joey looked around, thankful that scream didn't wake anybody up.

"How could you?" her hazels were teary, "I th-thought you l-loved me."

"I did," he tried to explain, "up until they Nilock died, the meanness in me was controlled in a way. But sometimes it would take over me, and I couldn't stop it before the damage was done. I went out with another mortal girl, and now that he is gone, I realize I love her instead."

Emily was trembling with emotion. It wasn't his fault, and she knew it. She knew he was sorry and guilty, but the scar was made. She was crying now.

"Please don't cry," he held her, "don't cry."

"Just leave," she squirmed out his arms, "I said one chance. The one chance is gone, and I wish you the best."

He nodded, knowing he'd blown the chance up and damaged her heart again. But a bully to her was probably all he'd ever be, whether he meant it or not. With a sigh, he laid is morpher on the bed and walked out.

Trembling, the girl stared at his samuarizer. Grabbing it, she went outside behind the Shiba House where a mighty stone wall was. That was where that devices grave was. Satisfied at that, she went back inside and wept in her pillow.

"All your ever going to be is mean," she sniffed when she was done, "and now I'm moving on. You'll never hurt me again."

Smiling, she felt that sadness melt away. That's when her leader stirred.

"Jayden," she went over quickly as his eyes opened.

"Emily," he coughed weakly, "please tell me you're okay."

"I'm fine," it was true, inside and out, "but are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter," he looked depressed and sullen, "I was horrible to you and then I put you in danger by getting kidnapped…you should have let me die."

"You know you made me a fighter," she smiled weakly, "and I would never do that to my friend."

"How did you know, anyway?"

"Long story?"

"I got time," Laughing, she told him everything.

"Thank you so much, Emily," he sat up weakly, hugging her with what strength he could muster, "words can not describe how thankful I am right now."

"It turns out Joey was the jerk, anyway," she nuzzled his forehead, "all is forgiven from you. I'd flip out if you acted like that with Mia."

Grinning, he asked, "So do you love me again?"

"Who said I ever stopped?" they kissed.

"So…" he looked sheepish, "you knew I was…?"

"Crying?"

"Don't say it out loud!" Roses of embaressment were on his cheeks, "I was weak, okay? Leaders cry too, you know."

"Jayden's a crybaby," she started to tease him, "Jayden's a crybaby…"

"Shut up!" he was trying to hide his smile.

"Jayden's a crybaby!" she laughed and chanted as he chased her, "Jayden's a crybaby, Jayden's a crybaby!"

He caught her, and the Yellow and Red Rangers fell to the couch, him tickling her in all her ticklish spot.

"S-s-stop!" she laughed.

"Not till I hear an aplogy," he kept ticking, his fingers dancing under her stomach, just above her hip.

"I-I'm s-so-sorry!" she wailed with laughter.

"And kissie," their lips connected.

"Now stop it!" she demanded between giggles.

"No, I don't think so," those long fingers danced under her arms.

"Jayden's a crybaby!" her face was red from laughter, "Jayden's a crybaby…hahahahaha!" She started to tickle him, which resulted in her learning he was extremely ticklish.

The two rolled on the floor, tickling each other and laughing happily. They didn't notice Joey looking in through the window. He sighed before trudging off, knowing he could never make Em so happy. Ah, well. It was his fault, and she belonged with Jayden.

I've shown and learned how to make a Yellow Ranger hate you, he thought, and now Jayden is going to show how to make a Yellow Ranger love you.

Author Note: I done!

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