Before note: Hey guys, I'm back! By the way, I must thank all of you SO MUCH for leaving those nice comments about my first story, "Turtle Pie". For those of you who haven't read it, let me just say that it has become quite popular for some time. Please read it and review, I want to see more of the action. XD.

Oh, and another thing. I have posted another story called, "The True Colors of Love", but no one has responded to it yet. Pleases check it out sometime, okay?

Again, thank you bunches! I'm giving you all virtual hugs right now! XD

This is the second story I've written, so don't critisize me, please. I just love this new series, especially the "Apritello" pairing, and that's what inspired me to write this.

I hope you like this story. Sorry if I had probably made April out of character in this one.

Disclaimer: My stories should make sense once you get used to them…. I'm still new.

Chap. 1

"Hey guys!" April shouted, the first thing she said once she entered the turtles' lair.

"April! You brought the pizza!"

Uh-Oh…

April knew that voice from anywhere, and she had to stop mid-step to gaze at her surroundings so she could locate the owner of the voice before he could attack her…again. Her bright blue eyes widened as they locked target on a fast green blur with a bit of orange near the top, coming at her like a freight train. Blindly, she screamed for help.

In seconds, the green and orange blob was tackled to the ground seconds before it could lunge at her. The thing that saved her life stood up from the attacker's body, his bright green eyes invoking glee and smugness.

"Gotcha this time, Mikey," Raphael snorted as he stared down at the pouting Michelangelo still lying on his side on the floor.

"I was just gonna give her a hug, Raph," the freckle-faced turtle whined, looking up at his big brother with wide sky-blue eyes. Raph snorted.

"Yeah, right. You always end up taking the pizza box and leaving her traumatized for a week." He moved in to give April a quick hello before she handed him the pizza that Mikey was secretly planning to steal for the upteenth time.

"Hurry and take it before he gets bored of what I'm about to show him!" April said, careful for Mikey not to hear.

"Can do!" Raph whispred back before sprinting towards the kitchen at top speed, his tattered red bandanna tails trailing behind him like a banner.

Mikey was witness of Raph going, his face completely etched with forlorn. He sat up on his knees, facing away from April.

The redhead seemed to know Mikey's expression, and immediately got down to business. "Aw, don't worry, Mikey," she assured, her left hand soon found itself plunged deep in the purse her father gave to her that she brought with her. When she took it out, a horror movie accompanied it.

It was only a millisecond later that Michelangelo completely drained himself of his previous behavior, which was quickly replaced with the topmost levels of happieness and curiosity.

"Oooooooo, what's that? What movie did you get? Can I see?" Mikey leapt up and looked over her shoulder, trying in vain to get the identity of the movie.

The four turtle brothers had decided to call their friend and have her over for a nice night to hang out, and this consisted of pizza, popcorn, a movie, and just relaxing and getting to know each other better, even though she's been friends with them for a few months by now. They had ordered her to find a suitable movie, since they couldn't show themselves in front of humans. To treat them, she was nice enough to bring pizza, the turtles' (especially Mikey's) favorite food. April finally settled on a new horror film that was just brought to DVD: "Slayer", as it was titled. She thought the turtles would love it. She was planning to see it in theaters with her father, but since he was still missing, kidnapped from the the Kraang, her mutated best friends were the next best thing. Besides, they always made her think about Kirby from time to time, especially Master Splinter, who acted as a father figure to her.

Michelangelo was finally able to get a glimpse at the case. His eyes never left the grusome pictures and summary on the back as he stared on in curiosity.

"Slayer'? Isn't this the popular movie that I keep hearing so much about?" He asked.

April nodded. "Yep. I thought you guys might like a little action going on, especially Raph."

"Well, what're we waitin' for?" the youngest turtle questioned playfully, waving the DVD high above his head, "Let's bust this bad boy in and pop the pocorn."

"Already done, Mikey," a recognizable tone entered the conversation. Both April and Mikey turned, and April came face to face with a familiar green face that sported a purple mask over it's kaladiescope burgundy eyes. An cute gap-toothed grin met April's full one.

"Donnie!"

In not a moment too soon, the popcorn bowl that Donatello was carrying was almost knocked out of his hands as the full impact of April's hug came in contact with his body. He used his other hand though to wrap around her back as he pulled her close. "Hey April. Nice to see you, as always."

She giggled a bit at his formalness. She'd always noticed how he acted around her, yet she sometimes didn't pay attention. This was not included by her awareness of his crush on her, as she still was oblivious to this fact.

When she released her hold, she found a light blush dusted across the tall turtle's cheeks. Mikey was watching the whole thing from April's right, trying hard in vain to keep his laughter at Donnie's expense in. Donnie would always go into "shy mode" whenever his crush was around, though April was completely innocent as to why.

Donnie was saved from having to make the first unintelligable statement when Leonardo suddenly entered the area, the pizza box Raph took with him in one hand, while the other hand held a 2-liter bottle of soda.

He stopped short and smiled when his sapphire orbs came to rest on his friend.

"April! You're here!" he exclaimed, the grin never leaving his , he was not witness to a suddenly both sneaky and hyper Michelangelo closing in on him, the young turtle's attention all the way caught on the pizza in Leo's hand.

"PIZZA!"

This time, it was Leo's turn to be saved from Mikey's blind wrath as a blur of green and red tackled the turtle to the ground. Raphael stood up with pride as he smirked down at a now sulking Michelangelo curled up in a ball on the floor.

"Make me do that again," Raph warned, "and I promise you won't get any." Without any further words, he bent down, took the "Slayer" case from Mikey's hand, and went towards the pit to start the movie.

As Leo followed him to set the treats down, April went to go help Mikey up on his feet again. Donatello stared at her, his burgundy eyes, now a dark chocolate brown, never leaving her figure.

She's so beautiful, he thought, If only I could make her mine forever….

His eyes trailed from her perfect neck all the way up to the back of her head, where he had a perfect view of her firy, orange, ponytailed hair. How he wished he could hold her again and run his thick green fingers through her locks. He wanted to hug her, keep her away from everything else, just so he could have her to himself. He wanted to breathe in her addicting, beautiful natural scent, to have his big arms wrapped around her to protect her. To kiss her on her head, her cheek, her nose, and better yet, her lips, and most importantly: to tell her how much he loved her. That's all he wanted to do Unfortunately, the purple turtle was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't at first hear April's pleasant voice calling his name.

"…Donnie?...Donatello!"

He flinched at the sudden use of his full name, and was immediately brought back to reality. "Huh? What?"

April stared at him for a second before starting up her conversation again. "I said, where's Master Splinter?"

It took Donatello a moment to register this question. "What? Oh, he asleep right now. He didn't feel like watching a movie right now, and he was pretty tired anyway."

"Well, that's good enough for me," Raph interuppted, leaning back in his beanbag chair as the previews of the movie began playing, "I mean, I don't want to be constantly hearing "Raphael!" everytime Mikey screws up when we're trying to enjoy something."

"Raphael!" Leo snapped. He was pouring the last glass of soda when he stopped to glare at his younger brother.

Raph smirked. "Great, now we got Splinter Jr. filling in for the real deal."

Mikey was practically rolling on the floor laughing at Raph's comment, while both April and Donatello just smiled.

"Hey, what're you guys waiting for?" Raph was now staring at the three still standing near the steps, "Get yer butts over here, the movie's gonna start soon!"

Donnie was still smiling as he said, "Y'know Raph, you could treat us like you treat Spike sometimes, but it's just a thought."

Raphael seemed to consider Donnie's words. Unfortunately, his response was unexpected: "Oh, thanks for reminding me, Donnie! I forgot something." He hopped off his comfortable position and began running off towards the kitchen.

Mikey watched his big brother disappear behind the open wall space that led to the kitchen. "What's with him?" he questioned. Donnie shrugged.

"Who knows? We'll just start the movie without him. C'mon April." He held out his free hand to the pretty redhead standing before him.

April smiled, and layed her small, pale hand in Donnie's thick, scaly green one. Her hand disappeared when Donnie's big fingers closed around it. He led her to the long scale couch perimetering the pit, where Leo was already settled in a relaxed position on the beanbag Raph previously occupied. Mikey raced after them, catapulting himself through the air and making a soft yet perfect landing on another beanbag chair. He adjusted himself in a comfy position, his limbs splayed in all different directions as he faced the T.V. screen.

Donnie set the popcorn bowl in between them, then went to seat himself right next to April on the couch. He leaned back and closed his eyes, happy to enjoy some nice, quiet time with his family and April, especially April. Even though it's his passion, he thought he needed time away from his world of technology and inventions and other sciencey stuff. He was content that he finally had a perfect chance to relax.

Donatello almost shot out of his shell when he suddenly felt something soft and warm brushing up against him, and he opened his eyes. April was leaning her body up against his, her head resting on Donnie's shoulder.

Donatello could practically feel his heart soaring in joy and was beating at a rapid rate, and he hoped April wasn't hearing it. His cheeks exploded in a deep red blush.

"A-April…?"

April lifted her head so she could look up at Donnie's face. She grinned at him before lowering her head back down. "Sorry, Donnie," she said, "You don't mind if I use a giant mutant turtle as a pillow?"

A large smile played with Donnie's lips. Leaning back, he brought his feet up in a cross-legged position on the couch. "Of, course," he replied casually, but inside he was mentally encased in the nice feelings of soaring victory. Right now, in this moment, everything seemed perfect to Donnie. He was snuggling with his crush while spending time with his brothers. Everything was just fine in the world, at least, in that quick moment…

"Awwww, you guys look so cute together."

Donatello was quick to shoot his younger brother a murderous glare while hurling a pillow in Mikey's direction, in which the latter dodged easliy while laughing quietly.

"Hey!" a large shout could be heard from the right outing of the pit. The three turtles and April all turned their heads towards the direction of the outburst.

Raphael was slowly inching towards Leonardo, a deafening glare shaping his features. In his right hand, he held something of what appeared to be a very mangled, chewed-up leaf. His left hand was occupied by Spike, who was munching on the leaf to his content.

"What do think you're doing?!" Raph shouted at Leo, now standing over the latter. Leo seemed to understand just fine of what his brother was talking about.

"Go find somewhere else to sit," Leo waved his hand off lazily in Raph's direction. The red banded turtle's face was practically turning the color of his mask as he used his foot to kick Leo in the side, sending him rolling off the comfortable beanbag. "Hey!" he exclaimed, outraged.

"Now YOU go find somewhere else to sit," Raph retorted. For the first few times in his life, Leo did not feel like arguing with his hot-headed brother, so he crawled over and got settled through the empty space on Michelangelo's baggy cushion.

"There you go, Spike," Raph cooed. He gently set the small, un-mutated turtle on the large cushion Leo was previously using, laying his snack right next to him. Raph proceded to lay himself on his plastron on the cold hard floor right next to the beanbag.

Leo thought his mouth had connected with the floor as his jaw dropped wide open at Raph's actions. "Are you kidding me?!"

"What?" Raphael asked, not taking his eyes off the television screen.

Leo was practically simmering as he continued, "You kick me off that chair, your own BROTHER whom you care about, just so you can lay your stupid PET TURTLE, who's the size of a MOUSE, on that GIANT BEANBAG?!"

Raph didn't exactly acknowledge his brothers words, but he managed to say, "Correct. Spike needs more treatment than you sometimes."

April and Donnie, who were watching the whole argument, were trying so hard to keep their laughter in. However, this was a completely different story for Mikey. He had completely lost it, doubling over and actually choking on his own laughter. Donnie even had to pick up the remote and pause the movie. Leo was glaring at him, but the young turtle was oblivious to this. His face was flushed afterwards, and went to excuse himself for a drink of water, still cracking up on his way to the kitchen.

Donnie sighed. Oh, brother….

When Mikey came back with a glass of water in hand, he had calmed down some, but his face was still flushed and he continued to giggle, even during the whole movie. Everyone ignored him, and enjoyed themselves the rest of the night. Donnie was soon in his perfect world again, where this time, nothing, not even Mikey could ruin it. It lasted on as he slowly began to smile and drifted off into a deep sleep, with April still laying on him…

So, what do you think? Did I make April or the others out of character?

Be sure to review please, no flames. And remember my earlier requests. The next chapter is coming real soon!