Author: Celestial Chaos PM
Rita and Lord Zedd create a monster capable of tearing into parallel universes. Adam is the monster's unfortunate target. How does he handle a world where his feelings for Rocky are not only commonplace, but where they are actually together? Slash.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Romance - Adam P. & Rocky D. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 18,627 - Reviews: 22 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 12 - Updated: 09-10-11 - Published: 08-25-11 - id: 7323604
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Author's Notes: All right everyone, this is the last chapter of the tale! I wanted to thank you all for coming along with me on the discovery of this new pairing, which has really taken hold of me! Adam/Rocky is such an exciting pair to fiddle around with and see how they interact. As a special thank you to all of my loyal readers, I'm going to post the first chapter of the sequel of this story. Be sure to check out my profile page for the link!
Hackthecatboy: Last chapter here! However, there's more Adam/Rocky to be had in the immediate future :D
mcflyfreakify: Thanks Rachel! I appreciate the offer! I'm always of the mind that humor is needed to help balance things out. You know, that comedic/tragic concept. Rocky is just so fun-loving...how can he not be a goof?
Ghostwriter: Well, we do get that he's a big foodie from the second season, and as a big foodie myself, he adopted my love for ice cream. :P thanks! Hope to see you with the other story!
Manley24: Thank you! The Rocky/Adam club is growing in numbers...whoo!
"We'll pretend this whole thing never happened," Kimberly said with a wink, digging in to the sundae before her and Tommy with her spoon. "Even we need to take a break sometimes!"
Adam understood where she was coming from. Because of their duties and lifestyle, all of the rangers ate healthier than most teenagers their age. Junk food typically stayed out of their diets, replaced instead by naturally sweetened foods like fruits.
But right now, Rocky's idea of enjoying some ice cream had really hit the spot.
They had paired off to make sure nobody overate. A perhaps unnecessary precautionary measure, but it was late and they didn't want to get sick.
Adam was sitting next to Rocky, Tommy next to Kimberly, and Aisha next to Billy, all around the large circular table on the raised level of Ernie's Juice Bar.
"Still can't believe you're back," Rocky told Adam with a cheerful grin. "How did it happen?"
"Yeah, we thought we'd have to defeat Switch-Hit to reverse the damage done," Billy explained.
After Adam swallowed some chocolate mint swirl ice cream, he chuckled. "I used my communicator."
"That simple, huh?" Aisha said. She raised her eyebrows in amusement.
"You have to tell us the whole story," Kimberly said. "We know a little bit, just stuff we heard from the other Adam, but…"
Adam put down his spoon, his hand bumping into Rocky's in the process. He felt a jolt travel quickly through him as he pulled back.
"Well, I wasn't a ranger in that universe...so I was sort of scared to use my communicator, or to morph. But I was worried about you guys back here,"—his eyes landed on Rocky momentarily—"especially since I didn't know what was going on. I tried keeping with the lifestyle that the other me lived there, but it was so different from my own, I kept getting confused. So, I went with my gut and used my wrist communicator to try and contact Zordon. They locked on to me there through it and brought me back here."
Adam saw each of his friend's faces contort into a different expression. Though they all looked relieved one way or another, he also saw some sort of apprehension present in them.
It was probably out of the bag that the parallel Rocky and Adam were together. After all, he could only imagine how the other Adam responded upon seeing Rocky. He chose not to say anything about it, but unfortunately, he couldn't escape it.
"So did the 'me' there mistake you for the other Adam at first?" Rocky asked curiously.
"Yes. He was very supportive and helpful," Adam was quick to amend. "I knew I could trust him, so I told him about who I was, where I was from. He made things easier."
With that topic officially dropped in his eyes, Adam reached for his spoon again and dug into the ice cream, taking a larger than usual scoop and putting it in his mouth. The ice cream burned the roof of his mouth with how cold it was, but he didn't care.
The other Adam's words rang in his head at that moment: You should talk to Rocky. He has something to tell you.
"Well, we're very glad to have you back," Aisha said. She reached across the table and squeezed Adam's free hand, giving him a smile. "Couldn't have done it without you."
Aisha's warm-hearted gesture made Adam smile. "Thanks."
He remained somewhat quiet as the conversation diverted toward other topics. He couldn't help but wonder why the other Adam had said what he did. In his heart of hearts, he had a feeling he knew. His stomach did a loop at the thought, however. Could it really be the truth? Could Rocky have something to confess like Adam did?
He shook his head.
He wondered when the best time to talk was…
It wasn't until Adam realized Rocky was leaning in toward him that he was finally brought back partially into focus.
"Glad to have you back, man."
Adam smiled genuinely. "Glad to be back."
He continued to work with his best friend on finishing off the ice cream bowl between them. Here and there he offered his opinion on the variety of topics that came up as they ate, but his mind remained divided. The more he thought about it, the closer he came to the conclusion that he needed to speak to Rocky when they left. Otherwise, he would have to deal with the infinite possibilities of whatever there was to talk about while he waited to find the right time.
As the night progressed and it came time for the rangers to head home, they said their goodbyes and all started in their different directions. However, before Rocky was able to exit the Youth Center completely, Adam stopped him by reaching out and gripping his forearm.
"Hey, can you wait?"
Rocky nodded. "Sure, man."
Adam gestured for Rocky to follow him back inside. With each passing moment he felt his heartbeat picking up. He had never been good with words, which was going to make this either incredibly awkward, or incredibly uncomfortable. With his luck, it would likely be both.
"Listen," he began, scratching the back of his head. "I—um. The other Adam, he told me to talk to you."
Confused, Rocky asked, "About what?"
"I'm not sure. He said that he couldn't tell me, but that we'd both know."
Apprehension began leaking into Rocky's voice. "He didn't...say anything at all?"
Adam worried his lip. He'd been best friends with Rocky since they were children. He'd never had trouble talking to him, but when it came to this? He could have easier moved the moon than admit how he felt.
"I need to tell you something."
Rocky folded his arms tight across his chest. "Okay."
"We both…know, right, that in that other universe…we were together. And we both had to deal with one another's counterpart while I was stuck in that place." Rocky nodded, and so he continued, a lump growing thicker and thicker in his throat with each passing second, "What I need you to know is—well."
He swallowed. This was proving to be far more difficult than he'd originally thought.
"Rocky…God, man, I—"
Adam rubbed his hands down his sides. It was now or never.
"I like you."
Despite his heart threatening to burst out of his chest, Adam maintained eye contact with Rocky. He felt a sudden rush of relief; he wasn't afraid of his feelings now that he had owned up to them. In fact, admitting them aloud seemed to almost set him free, in a way. The surge of adrenaline that coursed through him caused an unexpected side effect: he smiled.
Rocky returned his smile with a hardened stare. For the first time in a long time, Adam found it hard to read what his other friend was thinking.
He began to say, "I—"
Before he could continue, Rocky moved in and brought their mouths together in a strong, passionate kiss. Adam lifted up his hands in surprise, feeling Rocky's settle on either side of his face. He remained frozen in place only momentarily; soon he was pouring himself into the kiss, reveling in the feel of Rocky's lips against his own. He set his hands on his best friend's hips, bringing their bodies close together.
Rocky pulled back, his breath ghosting over Adam's lips—it sent electric sparks through his system, making him shiver.
"Adam, I should've said something," Rocky murmured. He kissed him again. "I've been wanting to forever."
Adam's grip on Rocky's waist tightened. He closed his eyes. He pressed his head against the cold wall of the Youth Center. "Me, too. I don't know why I never did. If I'd known you felt the same—"
Rocky brought their lips together again. This time, the kiss was more languid, exploratory. Adam felt the other's tongue ghost over his mouth before darting inside. Adam's stomach turned in knots from the adrenaline pumping through him. His body was reacting in so many different ways; he didn't know which to pay attention to.
By the time they broke apart from their kiss, Adam's head was spinning. He supposed it was a side effect of the endorphins flooding his system. Whatever it was, it made him loosen his grip on Rocky's waist to pull him closer. Rocky's hands found a home on either side of Adam's head against the wall. Their foreheads resting upon one another's, the two boys stood there, embracing one another.
"I was worried we wouldn't get you back," Rocky admitted. His voice hitched in his throat.
"Can't get rid of me that easily," Adam joked.
With each and every passing moment, he breathed in Rocky's comforting scent. He brought up one of his hands to caress Rocky's back. He could feel the tension in the other's muscles slowly beginning to melt away.
Eventually, as they rested there against each other, Adam's body returned to normal. His heartbeat slowed down, his breathing evened and his mind cleared. With a careful push, he eased Rocky off of him so they could look at each other face to face.
Rocky grinned suddenly, bright and wide. He looked away.
Adam smirked. "Wait, I'm supposed to be the shy one."
"I'm just…happy! There's no shyness about it. Do you know how long I've waited to do that? To kiss you?"
"Can't be any longer than I have."
"You know what I feel like doing?"
Rocky jumped up, his fist held high in the air. He cheered. When he landed, the same grin remained plastered on his face.
Adam laughed. "Now, there's my Rocky."
"Your Rocky. Hm…I like the sound of that."
"Oh, no," Adam began. He laughed again. "Don't you go getting sappy on me, Rocky. Just because we like each other doesn't mean we're gonna be lovey-dovey."
Adam gave a surprised grunt as Rocky suddenly pinned him against the wall. They kissed not once, not twice, but three times, before he pulled away and took a few steps back.
"Adam Park, you better believe I'm gonna be sappy. I've been waiting for this for a long time, and damn it, I'm gonna enjoy it." He beamed, reaching down and gripping hold of the other's hand. "Now. We gotta catch up. I'll tell you all about alternate you, and you tell me all about alternate me, how's that sound?"
"Sounds great," Adam replied with a coy smile.
At that moment, Adam didn't know what they were, or what they would eventually be, but that didn't matter. The strength he now carried from admitting his feelings made him that much more prepared to accept whatever would come to pass.
As they exited the building, the younger boy leaned in and whispered into Rocky's ear, "You know what the best part about this is?"
"I can stare at your ass without feeling guilty now."
Adam pulled away, reveling in the look of complete surprise on Rocky's face.
This was going to be great.