"New song?" Trent asked as he peered over Kira who is intently writing. "What's it about?"

"Since when do you care?" She snaps.

She's right, he doesn't; not about that, but there are remnants of who he used to be still hanging on. It comes and goes.

Trent slid into the spot next to Kira, putting himself close to her as possible and the questions continued.

"Why are you here then? Why do you keep meeting with me? We're supposed to be enemies." He taunts.

They had been doing it for weeks since Trent's alternate identity had been revealed. They would pick somewhere isolated and quiet to talk. Dr. Oliver and the rest of Kira's team had no idea.

Kira was being stubborn, still holding out hope that Trent could be saved.

But she wasn't the only who got something from this. Those old pieces of himself could never really deny feelings for the yellow Ranger.

Trent gazed at her notebook.

"Such sweet words for such a tough exterior… I don't like it."

Kira groans. "You don't like anything."

Not anymore. Not like he used to.

"I like power, and you." Trent moves in and his lips descend to her neck.

"Let me prove it to you."

Inspired by a post I saw on Tumblr. Since links aren't allowed here I put it on my profile to see.