Disclaimer: Despite my best efforts, I still don't own Power Rangers. Saban does!

Challenge: Home

AN: So this has been sitting in my laptop for some time. I have no idea why I haven't posted it before now, I apologize that it has taken so long. It takes place after Mystic Force has ended. Hope you enjoy.

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He jolted when he felt the table vibrate against his hands. He glanced to his right and saw that it was actually his phone that had made the move and reached for it, a smile on his face when he saw who was calling. He hit the accept button and brought it to his ear.

"Hey babe."

"Xander what have I said about calling me babe?" Vida's voice on the other end held a tone of annoyance but he knew she was fighting back a smile. It was crazy to think that he, Xander Bly of all people was so involved with someone that he could figure out when she was smiling. But, that's what he was with Vida; the two had been seriously dating for almost seven months now.

"You had no issues with me calling you babe yesterday morning," he responded.

"That was different," she mumbled and now he knew she was blushing.

"Different she says, different oh you mean because we were-"

"Ok you can stop now, I was calling for a reason," she interrupted him. "Have you seen my pink converse?"

"What?" he asked.

"Did I by chance leave them at your place yesterday?"

"Didn't you wear them out?"

"No, I had to bring other shoes with me because I had that thing with the fairies," she replied; only they could have normal conversations about having plans with mythical questions. "I thought I brought them with me when I left but I can't find them anywhere in my room, or downstairs, and I really wanted to wear them tomorrow and-"

"Hang on, hang on," he moved the phone to his shoulder and balanced it there as he stood up from where he had been doing some homework for his college writing class and walked towards his door. "I'm looking."

"Thank you," she breathed. "If they aren't at your place then I give up."

"They're probably here somewhere," he responded as he checked the door and didn't find them beside it. He moved to the living room to do the same. "How was your day?"

"Long," she chuckled. "The gig went really late last night and then I had to open this morning."

"I could have found someone to switch with you. How did your gig go? I'm sorry I couldn't make it, darn paper," he apologized as he walked through the living room. He saw a pair of her headphones on his coffee table and one of her notebooks beside it, a guitar pic from when she and Kira had borrowed his place to write music.

"Who could have covered me? Toby is on his honeymoon and everyone who can open was already there or it's their designated day off," she replied. "I can take one day of being tired. I just wasn't my fabulous dj-self this morning and you know I don't care about the gig thing. School comes first. Kira and Tori kept me company. How was school today?"

"I'm still convinced my English professor has it out for me," he replied as he left the living room and entered his bedroom. He switched the light on and was greeted by the sight of his very unmade bed. He walked over to the side Vida usually slept on when she stayed over and smiled.

"Poor baby. Did you finish your paper?"

"Almost, I need to edit it and…I am the best boyfriend in the world. I just found your shoes," he told her.

"Really?" she asked. "Where were they?"

"Somehow by the wall opposite your side," he shrugged. "Do you want to come over and get them?"

"I would but I don't trust myself not to fall asleep at your place," she laughed. "Think you can bring them to work with you tomorrow? I'll get them then."

"So come fall asleep at my place," he told her. "Do you feel up to driving here?"

"Yeah, I've had enough coffee today to do that much but it's going to wear off soon," she began. "I mean I don't think I'll be very up to doing anything else tonight."

"Did I say anything about doing anything else?" he asked.

"No," she responded.

"I said come sleep. Seriously. I just have to finish editing this paper," he said. "And it's still early enough…come over, I'll order pizza, we can watch a movie and then sleep. Added bonuses: You get your shoes and your boyfriend."

"I….alright, I'll be over in half an hour?"

"Sounds great. See you then, love you," he added.

"Love you too."

The line went off. Xander smiled as he pocketed his phone and glanced around his room. He decided to pick up just a bit before she came over for the night. The bed could stay unmade, Vida didn't care about that. He reached for a sweatshirt on the ground though and made to put it in his closet before he noticed it was entirely too small to be his. He shrugged as he realized that Vida had to have left it here as well and folded it and took it over to his dresser instead to put it on the top for her. It was then that he noticed the lotion on his dresser, once again not his, the cherry blossom scent was all Vida, though sometimes she let him put it on her after a shower. There was jewelry beside the lotion, bracelets and earrings that were hers.

He frowned as he put the sweatshirt down beside them and then promptly walked over to his closet and opened the door. In it there were his clothes of course, shirts, nice pants, green everywhere as it should be, but there was also a quarter of his closet that was pink. Pink t-shirts, pink blouses, all of it Vida's. He had told her to keep some of her clothes here after she had started spending most of her weekends at his place instead of at home with her parents, where she still lived for the moment. He glanced down and noted that she also had shoes mixed in with his, sandals, flip flops, and a killer pair of high heels that he sometimes convinced her to wear for no reason at all, her beloved converse.

He walked out of his room and across to the bathroom. As he switched the light and stepped inside he saw more of her things there. A toothbrush beside his, her shampoo and conditioner on the edge of the tub, her make-up and hair gel. He also knew exactly what feminine products were under the sink and he ran a hand through his hair as he came to the conclusion that Vida had made space for herself at his apartment.

Xander started breathing heavily as the realization that she had started living with him began to sink in. Vida's things were all over his apartment, splashes of pink in the green, of her things with his. He bought grape juice because she liked it; he made sure he kept strawberry ice cream in his freezer for her. He did things for her, gave her parts of his closet, and she had a drawer. Xander turned the light of the bathroom off and walked back out to the living room and sank onto the couch and put his head in his hands.

When had this happened? Xander had always sworn that he would never get that serious with someone. That giving that much of oneself meant you were sure to get your heartbroken. He had no idea how he had gotten this far, this serious with V. He wasn't dumb; he knew they were serious but this? The whole closet, the drawer, the fact that she felt comfortable enough to keep her things with him was an entirely new level of serious.

It had been gradual. It had been slow. It had started with the toothbrush.

"Oh my god," he breathed. "Oh my god we're…" he was having trouble catching his breath now, tried to calm himself down before he passed out. That would be fun to try and explain to Vida when she came over because if he didn't answer the door she'd magic herself in here and then oh god he needed to breathe. He took in great gulps of air as he picked his head up and lay against the back of his couch eyes closed as his mind raced.

He was really serious about Vida. He loved her with all of his heart. She infuriated and amazed him all at the same time. It was baffling yet easy to love her at the same time. It was easy to give his heart, to share himself with her. It was that thought that caused his heart to stop racing and his breathing to slow down.

Being with Vida was easy. It was easier with her than with anyone else he had ever been with before. He blinked his eyes open and stared at the ceiling as that sunk in. It had been easy to let her have part of his closet, to let her take over parts of his apartment because she had definitely taken over his heart in the year they had been together.

He wanted her to stay like that because she was his Vida. She was the woman who made him want to be a better man, the one who knew him like no one else. They fought all the time but it was part of who they were. He wouldn't trade the life they shared as a couple for anything, nor would he trade this apartment with both of their things. He smiled to himself once more as he fished his phone out to order pizza.

"What are you thinking about?"

He looked down at Vida, who had curled herself against his chest after they had finished their pizza a little while ago. They had been watching a movie together but he had found himself drifting in and out of his earlier thoughts, ones that were calmed even more than they had been by the fact that she was in his arms.

"Xander?"

"I was thinking….you should kiss me," he told her. She rolled her eyes but threaded her hands through his hair in order to tug him down to her level. Their lips met in a heated kiss, tongues dueled, their bodies strained against the other.

"Happy?" she breathed, smiling at him as they pulled away. He nodded.

"You know what I realized today?" he asked, she shook her head. "That you have a lot of things here at my place but it's not everything you own right?"

"No," she replied slowly. "Why?"

"See I like having you here, I like the fact that you keep your things here, and I love moments like these because I love you," he told her. "Want to talk about making you being here a more permanent thing?"

"Xander," she asked, eyes wide as she took him in. "Are you being serious? You want to live together?"

"Completely and totally," he told her. "I want to take that step with you if you're ready."

"I'm ready," she smiled at him when he kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you to, welcome home V."

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