A/N: And the experimentation continues. I'd like to try and make a series out of Shane/Hunter fluff, but it all depends on you! Review and the fluff continues…deal?

World of Our Own is off of the CD of the same title by Westlife (I haven't actually listened to it, but the title sounded good).

I do realize that so far, I'm the only one in the deep, dark corner of PR fandom that is Shane/Hunter. But I saw it starting from Thunder Strangers and especially in Boxing Bop-a-roo. And this is set after that episode.

World of Our Own

Part 1: In the Beginning

Shane and Hunter stood across from each other in front of the locked door to Storm Chargers. Everyone else was gone for the day, and those two had plans. Just not of their own making. After the Boxing Bop-a-Roo incident, Sensei thought that the dueling boys needed some quality time to get to know each other better.

"Bonding time?" Shane asked.

"Bonding time," Hunter echoed affirmatively.

"So, what do you want to do?"

Hunter shrugged. "What do you want to do?"

"This is getting us far."

"You're not helping."

They heard a rumbling in the distance, noticing that the sky was darkening.

"Nasty storm's coming," Hunter observed, although Shane wasn't sure if it was plain-as-day obvious, that Hunter had heard a weather forecast, or if he had 'special connections' since he was a Thunder ninja.

"Want to just hang at my house? My mom's cooking."

Hunter shrugged again, something that was beginning to annoy Shane. "Sounds good, as long as I won't be too much trouble."

"My mom usually makes enough food to feed the neighborhood. So I don't think there's going to be a problem."

"Ok."

On the way to Shane's house, they talked skating and motocross. They didn't want to venture onto the subject of Lothor, alien or Rangers since they didn't want to take the chance of being overheard. Once at Shane's house, Hunter followed Shane through the living room and into the kitchen where he saw a woman by the stove.

"Hey sweetheart," the woman cooed as Shane kissed her cheek.

"Hey mom," he replied. "Mom, this is Hunter, I've told you a bit about him before."

"Ah, yes, I remember. It's nice to meet you Hunter."

"Likewise, Mrs. Clarke."

"Please, it's Maggie. I insist."

Hunter just smiled and nodded. "Is it all right if he stays for dinner?" Shane asked.

"Of course. It's pizza night anyway. It won't be ready for a while, so why don't you go upstairs. I'll call you when dinner's ready."

Hunter followed Shane up the stairs and into his room. The door was shut behind them, and Hunter sat on the bed while Shane took the desk chair. Neither said anything for a while, and the silence was only making an uncomfortable situation worse. Hunter broke the silence when he asked Shane about his family, and they continued talking until dinner.

Dinner came and went quickly, it was mostly a blur for Hunter, since he had to field questions not only from both of Shane's parents, but also his visiting brother. Afterwards, Shane pulled Hunter away, and Hunter was quite thankful. He hated feeling interrogated.

"Sorry about them," Shane said once they were back in his room. "They usually don't drill my friends like that."

Hunter shrugged. "It's ok. They just care."

They compared families a little, and Shane took the hint when Hunter switched subjects to school. As they talked, Hunter was lying on Shane's bed, while Shane was stretched out on the floor.

"Why are things so weird between us?" Hunter asked out of the blue.

"What do you mean?"

"I can't really explain it. It's just… oh, never mind."

Shane turned so he was facing Hunter and he chose to ignore the fact that their faces weren't too far apart.

"It's just what, Hunter?"

Hunter didn't immediately answer, but Shane knew that the wheels were turning furiously. "Things between Tori and Blake were strained for a while, but it didn't take long for them to be cool again. Once Dustin figured out what happened, things were cool with him again. Hell, things between Cam and me are cool. It just feels like we're still strained."

"I wouldn't say strained."

"What would you say?"

"Complicated."

"Because we both want to be the leader?" Hunter snorted.

"That had a little to do with it. But only a little."

"And the rest?"

"You mind if I ask you a personal question?"

"Fire away, I just reserve the right not to answer."

"Fair enough. Have you ever…really liked another guy?"

"Yeah," Hunter answered, although his answer was barely audible.

"Me too," Shane admitted.

Both went to shift, but instead, their lips met. Shane was leaning on one hand while the other went up to Hunter's face. It took them both a minute for the brains to register what was happening. And when they did, Shane pulled back, leaning on his hands behind him. And Hunter was sitting up.

"Dude, that just didn't happen," Shane said, staring at Hunter for signs of a reaction.

"It didn't. That could never happen. I mean…us? We'd kill each other in a matter of days."

"Thanks for your glowing belief in me."

"It takes two to tango."

"Well, duh, but we're not talking dancing…" Shane began, then looked down, running a hand through his hair.

"You know, you make blond moments look cute."

Shane looked up to see Hunter grin. "At least mine are moments, and not lifetimes."

"Dude, I'm not the one who took 'two to tango' literally."

"Anyway…" Shane began, then realized one of Hunter's previous statements. "I make blond moments look cute? You think I'm cute? I'm not so sure that's a good thing."

Hunter rolled his eyes, then sat on Shane's bed. "It was sarcasm. Don't tell me I'm going to have to start warning you when I use it."

"Between you and Cam, I know all too well what sarcasm is. Thanks anyway."

Upon hearing Cam's name from Shane…"Cam? You two spending quality time together?"

"Ugh no!" Shane exclaimed, taking a pillow off his bed and whacking Hunter with it.

But Hunter caught it, knocking Shane off balance and he crashed into Hunter. They found themselves kissing again, but this time, neither was too hasty to pull away. Once they did, Shane moved so he was sitting closely next to Hunter.

"Ok, once could be considered an accident," Hunter said. "But twice?"

Shane nodded, then turned to Hunter. "You wanna give this a shot?"

It was Hunter's turn to nod. Shane's hand brushed over Hunter's, their fingers intertwining.

"I'm guessing we're not going to advertise. Yet, anyway," Hunter assumed.

"Probably a better idea if we didn't announce it so soon."

This time the following silence was comfortable, each lost in their own thoughts. It wasn't until they heard a knock on the door that they moved. They had barely scooted a respectable distance apart when the door creaked open.

"You boys do have school tomorrow, right?" Shane's mom asked.

"Yes, ma'am," Hunter answered, standing.

Shane walked Hunter to the front door, where they exchanged not only good nights and see you tomorrows, but also a secret glance that only they knew the meaning behind. And both knew that there were more hidden secrets to come.