Authors note: Welcome back Turtle fans. It has been a bit since I last posted a turtle fanfic but now I am back. So, in terms of this story I will delve into one of my favorite pairings, Apritello. This one though will delve a bit into torture and finally bring to fruition the love that should have been on the show. Sadly it tended to step around it and while there were some shining examples between the two…nothing truly to stick. I am a fighter for ships so if you are ready let us take this all the way to the top. A new threat faces the turtles…and one of their own faces the most difficult time of his career. As for April…she will be facing a test of her own, a peril that has plagued her for a while. Apritello fans unite.
Apritello: 1000 years
CH.1: Awkward Donnie
"So, uh, April…I was sort of wondering, no that sounds desperate. I know…April we need to talk; no she will think something is up. Oh why is this so difficult?" Donatello runs a hand along his smooth head, his pacing covering the length of his lab.
"Yo, Donatello, you going to eat that?" He looks over noting that Mikey was seated on the desk where a slice of pizza had gone forgotten, no, it was not forgotten he just didn't have the stomach for it.
"Huh, oh no Mikey you can have it. I'm not hungry. At the rate I am going Casey will probably seal the deal and I will be left in the dust." Donatello settles into a chair as he looks at the ceiling for help.
"Sweet, hello pizza, sorry to keep you waiting. Om nom…so…what gives Donnie?" He scarfs down the pizza and Donatello is impressed. Not because of how fast it is gone…it is because unlike him Mikey juts sort of went for things no matter what.
"What gives what?" Donatello lowers his hand as he spots him looking his way. There was such concentration, such laser focus, so unlike him.
"C'mon bro I know how you feel about her, we all kind of do. Why are you so up in your head? If it were me I'd just march over and say, hey girl…sorry to keep you waiting, see this hand…care taking it and we can go see a movie, or, grab a slice of pizza. Course…it isn't me."
Donatello sighs as he finally gets up and he walks over to his work bench piled with unfinished projects. Well…ok so not all of them were projects, the speech he was rehearsing was one he had written since 2012. For so long he had wanted this, but, something always came up.
"Mikey, matters of the heart…they take time. Sure it has taken me a long time and aside from a few…ok a gazillion hugs and two or so kisses…nothing has really cemented our…couple status. We get along great, share laughs, but nothing that says I'm her boyfriend and she is my girlfriend."
"Are you going on about that again?" He looks over spotting Raph leaning in the threshold, his arms crossed.
"Oh hey Raph, do join us in this delicate conversation of my romantic life." Donatello felt like he had been down in these sewers so long that having his brothers here meant nothing was private.
"Hey, I get it, love is complicated…but Mona Lisa and I have our relationship down in the bag. I can give you pointers if you like." Of course, how could he forget, Raph and Mona, however their romance seemed almost settled the moment they met. They had maybe like one incursion but somehow managed to pull through.
"No, thank you, please can you all just leave me alone?" Donatello felt crowded somehow. Mikey was messing around with stuff he shouldn't and Raph was going on about him and Mona Lisa that he felt like he would break.
"Guys, give Donnie some space. Don't you guys have things to do?" Leo had just walked in, or rather…heard all of it and then decided to step in. Typical Leo. Still…he did appreciate the help.
"Sure, I promised Mona I would call." Raph walks past Leo and then of course Mikey says something about a girl as well. Half the time it was hard telling where that was even going but Donatello didn't think he should say anything.
"Thanks bro, though, think you could have tried coming in before they were all over me?" Donatello studies his brother and he just offers a slight smile before he walks in.
"Sorry, just, kind of was curious myself. I know they were teasing but in the end they mean well. We have all seen how much you care for April, and, how she cares for you…even if it is not shown as much as one would think. Karai and I are kind of in the same boat. We care for one another but we have yet to take that leap."
At least he gets it. Donatello walks over to his work bench and picks up something for which he was still trying to figure out the right power output for. "So, what is going on between you two anyway?"
"Well…I don't know, it is…complicated. On the one hand she is the daughter of Master Splinter, and, well…wouldn't that make us related?"
"Technically, no, you are not related by blood to Master Splinter. I mean, back then he was Hamato Yoshi and as such Karai is his actual daughter, we on the other hand are turtles and were raised by him when he was a rat and he is both our Master and father, I feel the father part is an endearment and true we see him as a father it means little between you and Karai."
"I didn't follow all of that, but, yeah I guess we aren't dealing with relation. However that still doesn't erase what I am…and that Karai and I can never lead a normal life. I'm sure you know this too with April and that is why-."
"-I cannot speak the words aloud proclaiming my love for her when I am this, someone who can never give her the normal life she deserves. The world out there…it isn't ready to accept us or acknowledge us even after all we have done for this city. Master Splinter taught us to remain in the shadows, to do the work of the ninja…truth is he never taught us about true happiness or even though this day would come."
Leo nods his head and he can see a vulnerable side of him that the others did not. Here he was, trying to keep them altogether while at the same time dealing with a world of hurt. It bound them together. Still with Raph and Mona Lisa such a relationship also was not easy to maintain lest they were in space and with Mikey well…it was hard to say exactly.
"I feel things being calm the way they are why don't you go and get some fresh air? I will call you if anything comes up. Perhaps being away from here will give you a new perspective on April." Leo coming in with the save.
"Thanks, I might just do that. I've probably been too stressed with everything including saving the world from that whole Technodrome debacle. It'll be nice to just take a breath and let my feelings come out." He smiles at Leo before heading out.
It was night and quite peaceful. The park for the most part was abandoned so he didn't need to worry about dashing into the shadows. In fact he had left his weapon in the sewers figuring he would have no need for it.
"Are you…Donatello?" He stood still wondering who could have possibly known that. Was it one of his enemies, well, they all knew his name and even then he could say for certain none of their voices sounded so formal.
"Uh, yeah, who is asking?" He turns around and notices a male standing there in a business attire of sorts, his blond hair was a bit too crazy and his eyes a bit too blue in this night.
"My name is Davison, and, I am in need of your assistance. It is better if I show it to you in person, would you mind accompanying me back to my…place?" Donatello couldn't shake the feeling that this was a bad move.
"I don't know…normally before I go somewhere with a stranger I have a better sense of their motives. Do you have a picture you can show me?" He tenses as he notes how the man leans his head back laughing. It is something straight out of a creepy movie…before the guy kills ya.
"You are smart to be hesitant, I would not grant you that intelligence you carry so well if you just up and joined me. I suppose you will have to join me the hard way then."
Donatello really wished he had brought his weapon now. His body tenses preparing for a fight and sure enough figures descend on him from the trees. He scrambles forth fighting them off…but their attacks are flawless, filled with critical strikes that batter his defenses. Just who were they…and how many of them were there?
"No fair, ugh, you knew I was coming…didn't you?" Donatello manages to throw a few off him but even then the amount was too much. One of his eyes closes and he feels his arm pinned behind him and he is thrown forward right into a kick that thuds against him and sends him crashing into a tree. The wind is knocked out of him but he refuses to go down.
"It was only a matter of time. I am patient, but, in the end had you not came I would have gone to you…but that would involve complications with your brothers around. It was better this way. I will take that." He walks forward but Donatello reacts without hesitancy, smashing his phone and much as it pains him the image on there was of April.
"Didn't see that…did you?" He fought for consciousness but he slowly falls to the ground laying there and after that…nothing but the image of April and the regret of not telling her how he felt.
Authors note: Next chapter we catch up with April.
