A car comes to a stop outside a restaurant. It is late in the evening, close to 9pm. The sky is clean and the moon is bright. Even if it were cloudy, the city lights are bright, allowing the night life to continue.

Two women, one Caucasian with flowing brown hair and the other Asian, Vietnamese to be exact, with long straight back hair, in their early twenties exit out of the small pale green BWM. Both are wearing light summer clothes, to combat the heat. One is wearing a yellow sundress with flowers. The two grabs their purses and lock the vehicle and make their way toward the restaurant.

“Well, here we are,” the one in the pink sundress, Kimberly Ann Hart, remarks.

“I remember you mentioning that you wanted to eat out tonight, and well, this place looks absolutely delightful!”

“So, did you pick this place out yourself, or did one of your teammates recommend it,” Trini Kwan asks as the two enter the building.

They see a sign to seat themselves, so Trini takes the indicative to lead themselves to one of the few open booths that they see.

“Oh, I just found it the other day,”
Kim remarks as she pulls out a seat for Trini before moving to the opposite side of the booth.

She slides her purse into the seat beside her and then proceeds to rest her arms before her. Her cleavage is pushed up slightly as she leans up against her arms. She is wearing a rather modest, pink blouse with thin straps and a white loose dress with matching color sandals. Even at night, the Florida temperature can still be rather hot and even sticky.

“I came in and browsed through one of the menus. I am actually surprised that you didn’t see the take out menu that I picked up laying on the dining table back at our apartment.”

“You mean, your apartment,” Trini raises an eyebrow.

“No, I said it correctly,” Kim slides a hand across the table and grasps onto one of Trini’s palms. “Our apartment.”

Trini appears taken aback for a moment, as her eyes dart back and forth for a moment, looking at her surroundings. Unlike Kim, she has yet to come fully out, at least in public. While she is not ashamed of her personal choices in life, this is still all new to her. Fresh even.

While Kimberly basks in her lifestyle and choices, to Trini it feels weird to be displaying their affection out in the open.

“No one is going to judge you,” Kim tells her, seeing her eye movement. “In fact, here, no one even cares. You can relax.”

“Easy for you,” Trini chuckles nervously, “…this is…you know, our first real date.”

“It is,” Kimberly smirks. “The past few months, we’ve both been… busy.”

“Busy, right,” Trini snorts cutely. “As if sleeping in either your bed or mine, making ourselves both late for our jobs…”

“As if you could complain,” Kim sticks her tongue out at her companion. “Besides, now that you have moved in with me, in OUR apartment,” Kim stresses, “both of us can save more money and treat ourselves from time to time.”

As the two continue to make small talk, a thin African American male walks up to the table. He is wearing a burgundy t-shirt and is carrying a notepad.

“Evening ladies, my name is Miles. I’ll be your waiter for this evening. May I get you some menus?”

“No that is okay,” Kimberly turns to him. “I got a takeout menu the other day. I know exactly what we will be ordering; I’ve had my mind on it since.”

“Great,” the waiter smiles as he lifts up his note pad and pencil. “And what will that be?”

“Two of the grilled Salmon specials,” Kim remarks.

“Those come with salads,” the waiter quickly interjects.

“Cool,” Kim looks to Trini. “You game?”

“Sure,” Trini turns to the waiter. “I would like Raspberry vinegar dressing with mine.”

“Ranch for me,” Kim adds.

“Okay, I’ll have those out for you as soon as possible. Now, what about drinks?”

“Sweet tea for me,” Kim remarks.

“Water will be fine,” Trini begins, only to be interrupted by Kim.

“Live a little,” Kim nudges her with her foot underneath the table. “One soda or tea is not going to hurt your diet. Not as if you are hurting any.”

Earning a chuckle from the waiter, Trini smiles at her girlfriend’s antics. “Okay then. I’ll take a sweet tea as well.”

“Alright, I’ll be back in a few with your drinks,” the waiter smiles at the two and turns away.

Kimberly Ann Heart rests her chin upon the back of her left palm, smiling as the waiter walked away.

“He reminds me of Zack with that hair. Speaking of which, is he back in the states yet?”

“Yes,” Trini remarks. “Last I spoke with him he was meeting up with Jason in Angel Grove before heading off to New York.”

“You know, I never asked you,” Kim licks her lips. “Did you and Zack… ever… you know. In Europe.”

“What? No, no,” Trini blushes hotly, shaking her head. “Zack and I have ever only been good friends. Why would you ask that?”

“You two were the closest back when we all were Rangers,” Kim shrugs. “Not that it matters. I wouldn’t be jealous over some past fling or whatever. Hell, even now and again, I like a nice stiff one.”

“KIMBERLY,” Trini gasps with laughter, amazed at the volume at which she spoke. “No. Never. Zack… Zack always knew that I was into girls.”

“He… he did,” Kim blinks, quite startled at the revelation. “So that means…”

“All throughout High School he was the only one who knew my preferences,” Trini chuckles, thinking back at the days where Zack and she would ‘bird watch’, as he would call it. Watching the other female students come into the Youth Center, eat and practice whatever sport that was their fancy. “He is a good friend.”

“Surely,” Kim agrees. “So… did he ever guess about me?”

“No. We all, myself included, believed that you couldn’t see past Tommy,” Trini laughs.

Kim leans back into her seat and smiles wistfully.

“I was a teenager. Still trying to learn what I wanted in life. Tommy was mysterious when he first joined us. I couldn’t help but be fascinated at first. But after a while, the novelty wore off. He was… is… bland. And very forgetful.”

“So after dinner, what do you have planned,” Trini asks. “It’s actually kinda late. It is close to 9pm already…”

“This is Miami,” Kim remarks. “This city never sleeps.”

“True,” Trini remarks. She opens her mouth to speak, but she politely waits as their waiter arrives with their drinks. After he leaves, she continues. “But still, it is rather late.”

“We’ll go home, if that is what you’d prefer,” Kim remarks. “After all, you did have your late class today… not to mention work. We don’t have to do anything except go home and chill.”

“That would be preferred,” Trini states after taking a sip of her tea. She makes a face as she places the glass down. “Wow. Now that is sweet!”

“You are just too cute,” Kim remarks. “Ever since you returned from the Peace Conference in Europe, you carry an air of determination and strength around you. You always had it, but it seems strengthened.”

“And this surprises you,” Trini raises an eyebrow in amusement. “Especially considering our past as Rangers?”

“It doesn’t,” Kim remarks. “You miss it?”

“Being a Ranger,” Trini muses and she flicks her chin. “Sometimes. But I think those new guys are doing a good job, the Space Rangers.”

“You spoke to any of the old team?”

“Recently? Only Zack and Jason. You?”

“No. Not since that incident With Divatox and that island,” Kim remarks. “I’m glad I gave it up.”

“Zack knows about us,” Trini throws out, which catches Kim off guard. “I don’t think anyone else currently knows.”

“Hmm. Well, Kat knows,” Kimberly remarks. “And Aisha. Well, they know I’m involved. Aisha doesn’t know it’s you though. Kat does. It’s one of the reasons why I pushed Tommy toward her and vice versa.”

“How does Kat know?”

“When she was under Rita and Zedds spell, she could shape shift into an actual cat. While I was staying with Aisha while my parents were gone, I confided in her of my feelings.”

“You declared your love for me to a cat,” Trini smirks. “How romantic.”

“Shush you,” Kim sticks her tongue out at Trini. “Our food is headed our way.”

“Goodie,” Trini looks in the direction of the returning waiter with a tray. As the two begin to eat and make small talk, Kim slowly begins to slide her right foot out of her sandal and slowly begins to run it up and down Trini’s exposed leg. Kim can feel Trini stiffen in her seat immediately.

“You are insatiable you know,” Trini remarks, thankful that the table between them is covered. She glances around the room, as if to see if anyone is watching.

“You’re the one who wanted to eat out tonight,” Kim smirks. “I wanted to eat in, if you catch my drift,” Kim licks her bottom lip suggestively.

Before Trini can respond, Kim presses her foot between Trini’s legs. She slowly begins to massage her lower region, causing Trini’s face to redden slightly. She parts her lips, stifling a gasp as Kim’s toes press into the thin material of her panties and press into her.

The waiter returns and notices the change of color in Trini’s face. “Ma’am, are you alright?”

“Nu-no,” Trini stammers. “I suddenly feel ill. Can you bring us the check and two to-go boxes?”

“Yes, at once,” the waiter nods and hurries off.

“You, Kimberly Ann Hart, are cruel.”

“Oh I’ll show you cruel, once we get home,” Kim winks as she slides her foot down Trini’s leg and reluctant back into her heel.

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