Author's Note: I do not own the TMNT characters or Fruits Basket characters, but all the OCs are mine :)

"Why do you think Shishou wanted to see us?" I asked my twin as we headed to the dojo after school. We normally don't see our foster father until the weekend, so Shishou summoning us during the middle of the week means something is up or he has something important to tell us.

"Maybe we're moving up a level," Kyo said as we entered the dojo. The note also said to not dress in giis, as we weren't doing training.

"Good, you made it here safely." Shishou said as we entered his room. He motioned us to sit.

"Why did you call us, sensei?" Kyo asked.

"I have a friend in America who has agreed to teach you the ways of the ninja. Learning ninjutsu will help you improve in your karate. He has four students and was sure they would help you two catch up." Shishou answered.

"Have I heard of him?" I asked, going through the mental list of acquaintances and friends my multiple families in America have.

"You might have. His name is Splinter." Shishou answered, gently smiling at our confusion. "You leave tonight."

"Why did Shishou send us to the sewers again?" Kyo asked.

"I don't know. You're older, I'm the one who's supposed to be asking random questions." I said, dropping down into the murky water. We had been in New York City for an hour and already Kyo was complaining of American lifestyles.

"Think we made it?" Kyo asked, following Shishou's instructions and knocking on the door which slid open, revealing a male in jeans and a red and white shirt.

"Are you Master Splinter?" I asked, wary of the man in front of us.

"Nope, I'm Casey. Master Splinter is here, though. Come on in!" Casey said, ushering us in. He led us through the place to what looked like a dojo where four mutant turtles were listening to a mutant rat.

"That's Master Splinter," Casey said as the turtles got up and left the dojo. The rat walked over to us.

"Ah, you must be Kyo and Kyoko Sohma. I am Master Splinter." Master Splinter gestured us to go to the middle of the dojo. "Please, show me what you know."

Kyo and I faced each other, both automatically sliding into crouching tiger. We then started our normal fight training that we had in Japan, completely letting go of the fact that we were in the sewers of America's biggest city.

After about fifteen minutes of training. Master Splinter stopped us. "My friend has taught you well," he said. He then turned to Kyo. "I think you would work best with my oldest son Leonardo as your mentor."

Kyo nodded. We had memorized the names of Master Splinter's students on the flight between Tokyo and New York City.

Master Splinter then turned to me. "Kyoko, you would fair best with the help of my second oldest, Raphael." I nodded silently, trying to figure out mentally which of the turtles we saw earlier was Raphael.

Just then, one of the turtles barged in. "Sensei, Raph stole the remote while Young Justice is on."

Master Splinter sighed. "Michelangelo, calm yourself. Remember, we have guests with us now."

"I thought we came here to train." I muttered to Kyo.

"Maybe for now we're guests." Kyo answered as the orange clad turtle turned to face us.

"Hey, dudes! Welcome to the Lair!"

"Kim, wake up!" a voice said as I felt a poke in my side. Groggily opening my eyes, I looked at the clock next to my head then glared at the poker.

"Mikey, it's freakin' five in the morning on a Saturday. I need sleep." I groaned.

"Please?!" Mikey pleaded, grabbing my arm and pulling it.

"Fine, I'm up. Go chill somewhere while I grab clothes." I said, sitting up. This better be good.

I got dressed, then headed to the main area of the Lair. It had been two months since Kyo and I started training with Master Splinter and the turtles, yet I adapted to our new training style quicker than my brother. I also put up with Michelangelo's antics more so than Kyo.

"You know why we're up this early?" Raph asked me as I opened the fridge.

"Nope. He's getting it later though." I said, still trying to wake up as Leo and Kyo joined us.

"Anyone know why shell-head woke us up this early?" Kyo asked, staring at me.

"We don't. I have a feeling he's waking us all up though." I answered, checking the calendar. Nothing special was planned on it to explain why Mikey was waking us up at an insane hour on Saturday.

"Go time!" Mikey said as he and Donatello joined us. Don still looked sleepy, so I knew he was probably as mad at Mikey as I was. Mikey led us to the Battle Shell and jumped in.

"So he's having us go somewhere," I deduced as we followed him in. I had a gut feeling I knew where Mikey was forcing us: the video game store. Having us up this early could mean only one thing: a game Mikey was waiting for came out and he wanted all of us to join him waiting in line.