So, this is a multichapter story for tmnt! Yay! I was inspired by other stories of humanized turtles, so I thought I'd try my hand at it! I hope you enjoy!
Leo had always felt different. Like he was disconnected from everyone else, especially his adoptive father.
Oroku Saki was a big business man. Why he wanted to adopt a kid, Leo would never know. All Leo knew was that he was chosen by the man when he was seven.
It had been amazing at first. Leo was taken under the man's wing, and even taught Ninjitsu by the man. But when he was eight, his adoptive father adopted Karai, and Leo was all but forgotten.
Having lived in Japan for the first eight years of his life, Leo naturally knew the language and could speak it with ease. Even now that he'd lived in America for nine years, and spoke English, the language and customs of his birth place stuck with him through that time.
Even after his adoptive father stopped teaching him martial arts, Leo continued to train alone. Maybe he thought his 'dad' would teach him again someday, or maybe he simply loved Ninjitsu too much to give it up. Leo particed long and hard, every day he could, until his muscles would burn. He would read his fathers books and spy on his father teaching Karai.
When his father announced they were moving to New York, and that Karai would work with him, Leo had been surprised. New York was all the way across the country. What kind of business would make his dad travel there?
Karai though, seemed pleased, no doubt reveling in the thought of working along side Oroku.
Nothing really had changed since then, Leo mused as he looked for something to wear. The house was big, but really quite a downsize for his dad. It was just as lonely though as any other house they'd had before, not that Leo minded.
Deciding on what to wear for his official first day of school, he went into his bathroom and looked momentarily in the mirror.
Raven hair fell to a thin jaw, and soft, slightly almond shaped eyes reflected a soothing brown. His face wasn't hard and intimidating like his adoptive fathers, but rather kind and calm.
Leo changed quickly into a pair of jeans and a sleeveless shirt with a high, asian style collar.
Ensuring he forgot nothing, Leo went down stairs and grabbed a small, light breakfast as always. Toast.
He nibbled on it as he looked around, double checking that he'd done everything.
The windows were locked, all lights off, meditation done...Yes, he was ready to go.
He headed out, locking the door behind himself before heading down the street. He felt utterly lost, but then again, that was why he left early.
He remained quiet as he walked along the busy sidewalk, nothing more than a silent shadow in the crowds.
Leo paused, looking around.
"Let's see...It's supposed to be left of the book shop on..."
Leo fell silent for a moment, brow furrowed.
Up on a roof top, three teens ran, leaping from roof-to-roof. An unconventional means of trvel, but most effective it seemed, as the three avoided the crowds.
Leo shook off his surprise and started off again, seeing where he needed to turn.
Later
Leo lightly knocked on the door. A moment later, a teacher opened it.
"Oh, hello. Did you need something?"
Leo nodded, Glancing at the schedual he held.
"I'm new here, I think this is my first class?" He said, showing the paper to the woman.
She looked it over, then smiled, nodding and stepping aside to let him in.
"Of course."
Leo stepped in and stood beside the teacher. The woman smiled at the class, who was staring at Leo.
"Everyone, this is a new student. Why don't you introduce yourself?" She asked Leo. Leo hesitated, but nodded.
"My name is Leonardo Saki. It's a pleasure to meet you all." He said softly, bowing. Hey, it was ingrained in him, he couldn't help but bow!
Some of the other teens laughed, but Leo ignored that.
"Alright Mr. Saki, Why don't you sit next to Michelangelo? Michelangelo, raise your hand."
A teen in the back, slightly younger than Leo, raised his hand, waving it eagerly with a big goofy smile on his face.
Leo moved over, sitting at the empty desk on the other's right.
The younger teen, Michelangelo, watched him with wide, curious, baby blue eyes.
Leo glanced over, inspecting him for a moment.
Light tan skin covered a small frame. Blonde hair was messy and stuck out everywhere on the young male's head. Streaks of orange highlighted his hair, and his eyes were slightly slanted, showing he had just a tiny bit of asian in his blood.
"Hi dude!" Mikey said quietly, smiling brightly.
Leo's eyes flickered to him again before he looked back at his desk. He didn't reply, not really having anything to say.
Mikey looked confused.
"Dude?"
"Mr. Hamato." The teacher said sternly. "Please focus."
Mikey smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry teach'."
The class started, and Leo hoped the rest of class would go smoothly without anyone trying to speak to him.
Later
Leo placed books in his assigned locker, shuting it and locking it quickly.
He turned, starting to his next class.
"Hey! Leo! Dude, wait up!"
Leo paused, looking back in surprise.
Michelangelo ran up, his signature smile on his face.
"Dude, you got English next?"
Leo hesitated, then nodded.
"Yeah. I do."
Mikey's smiled widened, eyes shining.
"Me too! Let's walk there together!"
Leo didn't reply, instead starting to walk. The other followed, chattering on aimlessly. Leo only half listened, nodding when it was required or shaking his head. This younger teen was...strange.
Mikey suddenly stopped, pointing.
"Hey! There's one of my bro's! Donnie! Hey, Donnie!"
From a locker ahead, a teen looked up.
He had dark brown hair that just barely brushed his shoulders, and almond shaped, grey eyes. His frame was lean like Mikey, but he was taller. His skin was the same light tan as Mikey's as well. Purple rimmed glasses were perched precariously on the teens nose. He smiled.
"Hey Mikey. New friend?"
"Yeah! This is Leo! Leo, this is my bro, Donnie!"
Donnie smiled, offering a hand.
"Donatello, actually, but everyone calls me Don or Donnie."
Leo hesitated only a moment before shaking the offered hand.
"Nice to meet you."
"So, how's your first day been here?" Donnie asked.
Leo shrugged, giving a small, shy smile.
"It's been...interesting."
Both brothers laughed.
"Well, if you need help finding your way around, don't hesitate to ask." Donnie said, smiling.
Leo nodded, returning the grin.
"Thank you. That's very kind of you."
"So, are you from Japan or China?" Don asked, interested.
Leo hesitated. These people were trustworthy it seemed.
"Japan." He replied. "I lived there until I was eight."
"Duuuuude, we're from there too!" Mikey exclaimed happily.
Donnie nodded when Leo looked at him for confirmation.
"He's right. But we left when we were much younger than you."
Leo hummed in understanding, looking back ahead.
These two were strange...but he liked that.