I don't own Power Rangers. I merely own my ideas and stories.

Note: This has probably a lot of notes. This is a Tremma Drabble (kind of) series. I'm taking each episode and adding more moments with Troy and Emma. There are also drabbles where I will be replacing some scenes to make it a Tremma scene (For example, a Troy and Gia scene could become a Troy and Emma scene). Each chapter will be all the drabbles for one episode only, unless I say otherwise.

There will probably be a bunch of other little chapters I put in from my own thought. They won't exactly go with the episodes, but oh well. Gotta let the writing flow!

I would like to give a special thanks to StarSlinglerSnitch for giving me the idea (and then DreamGirl14 for actually making the idea so that StarSlinglerSnitch could tell me). I'm brand new too, and I will only blossom into more ideas like this. So thanks so much!

You might want to check out my other (and first) story "You're Amazing, Troy Burrows" to get a little info on what I filled in for Troy's background. Troy's past will be mentioned, and I'm sorry but there may be days where I don't want to explain it all over again.

Well I guess that wasn't many notes...or maybe it was...enjoy the fanfic!

StarSlinglerSnitch, here's your story!

~X~

"Hey, wait up!"

Coming out of Mr. Burley's class, Troy's head perked up as he heard jogging footsteps behind him. Looking both ways, he found himself facing one of his classmates, one of the prettier ones (he believed his own opinion). She was pushing the waves of brown hair off of her shoulders and Troy noted her very light, pink, and floral fashion.

"You're Troy right?" she asked.

"That's me." he answered.

"I'm Emma!" she said. She held her hand out. "Part of the Harwood County High Welcoming Committee."

"How official."

Troy shook Emma's hand as she laughed, a soft, cheery whisper coming from her mouth. He couldn't help but notice the light in her eyes, the rosiness of her cheeks, the friendliness of her tone. It all surprised, and impressed, him at once.

"Well, I just wanted to say hi. Hope you get around this school well enough."

"And if I get lost, which I most likely will, can I yell for you?"

Emma giggled. "Of course you can."

Troy grinned, and then realized that someone had voluntarily been talking to him (in a good way!). It came as a slight shock to him. Not many people had ever been willing to talk to him. To Troy's dismay, it created a small pit in his stomach, one that lingered for years. He was always the one to be picked on. It never left.

"So are you fitting into the neighborhood alright?" Emma asked him. Troy turned to her and furrowed his brows.

"Wait, what?"

"You just moved here right?"

"Am I that obvious?" Troy smiled sheepishly. But he thanked his mom for moving them. He was now able to talk to someone, moreover a girl.

"It's alright. It gives us more opportunities to connect and get new friends." Emma assured. And Troy was sure he could feel his mouth slightly gaping. Such a small thing triggered such a big emotion. Never in his life had he been to a school that had been this willing, this friendly…

Or maybe that was just the girl.

"Really?"

"Of course. Why?"

"It wasn't really like that in my old school. The best thing was: you stay quiet, you stay out of trouble. I wasn't really one of the bad kids. But I couldn't tolerate them either."

Emma nodded. "I can tell. You were pretty quiet in class."

Troy shrugged. "Expect that a lot."

Emma giggled and nodded again. And then the bell rang, and Troy had jumped. He was in too much of a muse to ever focus again.

"Well I'll see you later than. Catch me if you need anything, Troy." Emma said. As Troy stuttered out an answer, Emma hopped off in the other direction. Troy couldn't help but watch her skip down that hallways, a camera swinging lazily around her neck.

"Yeah, see you later!" he called after she was a good distance away from him. He sighed.

What an impression, he thought. He only hoped it was all genuine. He wouldn't be played. He was already played too much. He was no man to be taken advantage of, and if he ever was, he'd gag himself.

But he pushed that all away, and made room for Emma to enter his mind. How lovely was she? That was the happiest he'd ever seen someone. And the way Emma's eyes lit up with every word she spoke, it made Troy light up inside. He guessed that this was the feeling of a new start. Of course, he was apprehensive. He never had a friend. He never talked to someone unless he was telling them to leave him alone. They always refused. And it killed his conscience.

But Emma was different. She was bright. She was beautiful. And Troy wondered if in this new world, he could have someone like that to hold, to cherish. He had finally found the hope that he might just one day.

She was just a girl. But she already seemed so special.

~X~

"Nice!"

Emma hummed with content as she gave Gia a wink from behind the cars. She had just taken down another one of the Loogies, particularly this one with a camera. She had felt pretty proud of herself, even though most of it had come out of nowhere. She surprised even herself. And here she was, slightly guarding herself behind a car, but ready to attack.

She watched Troy, strong, quiet Troy, kick down another one of the monsters, using fists and car doors to slam them to the ground. He was impressive, she already knew. But there was so much more to him. She was eager to learn. Because she observed that he could hold up a spectacular fight.

She was so lost in Troy's battle that she couldn't see the Loogie beside her, at the front of the war, aiming it's bowgun at her. She was too dazed by the new guy.

Troy kicked down the last Loogie of his, and his senses picked up as he heard cracks and pondering footsteps right behind him. He whipped around, only to come facing Emma and another Loogie, one she wasn't aware of. And his instincts picked up.

"Emma, look out!" he cried as he leapt over a car.

Emma came back to reality and saw Troy launching himself at her. Confused as she was, she noticed the small green monster and the small blast of light shot at her. Eyes wide, she backed up, but was toppled to the ground as soon as she did. The beam of light flew right above her.

As she moved her tasseled hair out of her face, the weight on top of her was risen up. Shadowing her was Troy, right above her, and his arms were bound tightly around her petite body. In awe, she stared at him.

And there they stayed, Emma fallen into his deep green eyes, and Troy gazing into her soft brown ones. Only quiet breaths were taken. It was only them in their own worlds.

"Guys!" Jake called from a far distance.

Emma blinked herself out of it, as did Troy, and sighed in relief. He had saved her. Troy stuttered out a response again as he stood up above her. Emma sat up as Troy held out his hand. She grasped it and he pulled her up.

"Safe to say that your eyes are beautiful." Troy blurted. He then took off towards the others and began fighting again. As Emma ran towards them as well, she couldn't stop thinking about him the whole time. He was defiantly a person of many things.

If only she would figure those things out, she'd be complete.