Fic: Night Ritual

Jun 10, 2013 07:31

Fandom:Power Rangers: Dino Thunder
Title: Night Ritual
Pairing/Character: Conner/Trent/Kira/Ethan
Pyramid Set with level and prompt: Second Level, Demons
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, never been mine, never will be mine.

Kira hated nights like tonight. It was rainy, they were still using the warehouse to hide when they had sex, and Trent was nearly screaming in his sleep. Ethan was curled up to Conner who was resting his chin on Ethan’s head while his legs were curled with Trent’s which were restricting the White Ranger from moving them. Kira was on Trent’s other side with her arms around him, trying to be soothing. She was the lightest sleeper.

She reached over him, careful to keep him in her arms, and smacked Conner’s leg. “Oww! Hey! Kira!” He snapped. She rolled her eyes and motioned toward Trent. “Shit. Ethan, wake up.”

He shook the Blue Ranger who grumbled as he looked over. If they weren’t in the middle of a problem, Kira would have called the look adorable. “What?”

“It’s Trent,” Kira answered. Ethan’s expression immediately changed as he forced himself up. Conner moved to let him and gently pulled his legs from Trent’s. Ethan moved around so that he was next to Trent’s head while Conner stayed firmly on the side that Kira wasn’t occupying. “Conner?”

“We’ve already been touching him,” Conner said. “And he hasn’t lashed out. Ethan?”

“I’m ready,” he said with a nod and toughened his skin a bit. A quick nod to Kira and they were ready to go. Conner reached over and shook Trent.

“Trent? Wake up. It’s Conner,” he said, dodging the first swing of the White Ranger. Kira let go of his head as Trent thrashed around. Ethan gently grabbed his shoulders, pushing him back down. Trent’s body began to camouflage into the ground and Ethan held on. Conner used super speed to grab his hands before they disappeared while Kira ran her hand through Trent’s hair. “Come on, Trent. Wake up!”

It took a bit longer, but Trent’s eyes opened and he looked at the others, confused. “Conner? Ethan? Kira?”

“Glad you’re up,” Ethan muttered, letting him go. “You nearly caught Conner’s jaw.”

“Sorry, Conner,” Trent said. He wasn’t looking any of them in the eye. Conner shrugged.

“You have nightmares, dude, it’s cool,” he assured him. They all had them from time to time, but Trent’s were always worse. Kira reached over and pulled Trent to her.

“It’s over now,” she assured him. “Come on. If you all lay back down, I’ll sing you a lullaby.”

Trent looked ready to protest that he didn’t need to be treated like a child, but Conner had already grabbed him around the waist and pulled him back down. On his other side, Ethan curled up. Both looked at Kira expectedly and Trent couldn’t help but to laugh a bit. Both of the other boys ignored him. Kira knelt down at his head and ran her fingers through his hair as Ethan used one shoulder as a pillow and Conner brushed his lips against Trent’s neck. He completely relaxed in the position, letting them take care of him.

Kira smiled at the sight and was very pleased when they fell asleep to her singing. Maybe this wasn’t so bad of a night after all.
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