Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or any of it's characters. I own Angel, Jasmine, Antoinette and Charlotte. I own the plot of this story. That is it.

AN: Hello peoples, it is your favorite author - JK- here to thank you for reading my story and to ask you for reviews! I love the compliments, criticism, guesses for what's going to happen, questions. I once got told I made someone cry, which was nice to know since I evoked that emotion.

Leo's POV

Maybe it had gone too far, my visits with Angel in the abandoned dance studio. Maybe we should have never said we would meet there again because...well it was turning out to be a big mistake. "No, guys I'm fine to go on my patrol tonight! I'll be..." I coughed into my elbow and flinched away from the blood spatters that appeared when I lifted my head. "I've fought Foot in worse conditions then a little chest cold."

"Leo, I can take over your shift it's fine!" Donnie waved his hand at the brother on the couch and instead looked at the other two. "Sorry Mikey, your shift was yesterday. You can deal with hanging out with Raph for a partner patrol." He looked way to smug for a guy who was going to have to possibly clean up his lab when he gets home.

My brothers disappeared into the night, leaving me to be annoyed while sipping tea on the couch. I was having a great day. Not for the first time, I cursed Angel for not having a cellphone to text on. Then I could tell her I was sick and to not go to our spot. Then I could explain everything without trying to find her before our next "date" or whatever it was that we were going to call it.

By the time they returned, I was an antsy mess as I tried to force myself to be better so I could leave. I knew I was in no shape to fight anyone at that point and there was absolutely no possible way I was putting Angel in danger. That left me with drinking so much tea, that at one point I just drank hot water without noticing because the flavor was stuck in my mouth from the last ten.

"Bro, you okay? You look like you're about to wet yourself, throw up and pass out at the same time." Mikey was usually joking around when he said ridiculous stuff, but in that second he was dead serious.

I waved him off before realizing I shouldn't be standing, my entire body swaying. "I actually don't feel so good." And true to Mikey's word, I passed out.

"Angel? Are you in here?" I called into the darkness and almost wished she wouldn't respond so I wouldn't have to face her possible wrath. "Angel?" I moved until I was at our spot, sitting down and sighing. I had taken over Donnie's shift for that night to repay him for taking the one when I was sick. Isn't it funny when you have to pay for things you were forced into? (AN: sorry, I tend to rant)

Movement drew my attention, I could see the outline of her body as she leaned against the mirrors. "So, pretty boy has come back to visit me! I wonder if he's going to explain why he didn't show up two nights ago when he said he would."

I smiled in spite of the fact that she sounded ready to murder me. "Did you really want to see me coughing up blood?" Her entire body tensed. "I got a little chest cold, drank a lot of tea. And some plain hot water because I didn't notice..." She was laughing at me suddenly, but at least she wasn't upset. "So you see, I couldn't show up. I dragged my ass out tonight though, didn't I?"

"You did. You did." She moved to sit with me and relaxed her back into the wall. "Must have been hard, I know guys tend to think they're dying when they have a cold. But you would know all about that, wouldn't you? Just having a brush with death." Angel was definitely laughing at me now, her body shaking as she tried to keep her voice calm. Sometimes I wished the lights would turn on, just so I could see her laugh. But then I would remember if the lights did turn on all she would do would be scream and run away from me.

I laughed thinking of how that perfectly described Mikey. Yelling about what he wanted for his funeral and begging for death to just take him already, Raph called him a Drama Queen for a week before he had to stop since without fail, Mikey would start princess waving whenever he did. "I had to get pinned to my couch by my brothers, they thought it would be a terrible idea for me to go into the gang infested part of the city at night when I couldn't stop coughing. Or stand up apparently."

"Ah, the infamous brothers." Angel was probably rolling her eyes at me if her tone was anything to go by. "I should have known you weren't the leader. A leader would have ordered them to let you get up." She was joking of course, or at least purposefully trying to wound my pride, which wasn't her style.

"I already told you I'm the oldest, doesn't that make me leader?" I could almost picture the face of the voice in the back of my head whisper, Doesn't make you a good one. "I got appointed leader too, so it's not like I just chose it and demanded everyone follow me blindly."

"I follow you blindly. Or at least I did, into this spot, it's pitch black in here." She rolled her neck a little, cracking it a few times before relaxing again, leaning back on her hands. "Do you ever wonder what I look like? What color my eyes are?"

I froze as my heart stopped beating for a second, trying to breathe normally again because she just brought up the elephant in the room. Appearances, no faces just shadows lurking in the dark. "Sometimes. But for me to know that, the lights would have to be on and you'd see me too." From what I remembered of seeing her the first time, she had dark hair and was almost my height. But I never saw her face, it was always hidden or turned away from me.

"No, the lights won't turn on." Angel sighed. "But I can tell you if you want. And then you can tell me." Oh, so she was curious too. What was I going to say when she asked about hair? Tell her that I didn't have any? "My eyes are brown."

There wasn't any harm in this, was there? It was going to be alright? "Mine are a kind of blueish green, I guess." I blushed as she snorted next to me, probably from my "dorky answers" as she called it when I hesitated or added on the "I guess" part. "What? It's true."

"No, you're just guessing what your eye color is because I have realized what you are! You hide in the dark, can't see yourself in a mirror and stalk girls..You be a vampire!" She put her fingers next to her mouth and mimicked fangs, her hands creating darker shadows on the floor then there already were.

"You are such a weirdo, I don't understand how you even exist." I rolled my eyes at her but I was loving it more than I wanted to. Even something as serious as what we looked like turned into a joke with her, like the world was laughable if you looked at it the right way. She kind of reminded me of Mikey a bit but her jokes were a little adultish sometimes and she knew when it was a time for a joking and a time for being serious. "Did the aliens drop you on this planet to punish us?"

Angel growled at me playfully and shoved me. Later I would realize her growl sounded more like an animal then human, and she was strong enough to actually make me budge. "No, just you and your army of dark knight brothers."

"Ah, so I am your test subject to see the best ways to get..." I caught myself before I could say under our shells because that would definitely make her question my humanity. "...under our skin." Luckily, the pause was small enough that she didn't really notice or only thought it was a hiccup. "You found anything good yet?"

"I wouldn't have said under your skin, more like in something a little stretchier. Unless you're one of those skinny jean types of guys, because no on two levels." Angel pressed herself onto the wall again, stretching her back so her body made a backwards C. "I like my boys..."

I don't know where it came from or if it was even me who said it, but suddenly the words "wearing no pants?" came out of someone's mouth in a joking tone. My face suddenly got hot, hoping it was just in my head or she didn't hear me. Of course if this was April, she would just ignore it because it made sense to her. They were turtles, turtles do not wear pants, or at least don't need to most of the time. If I really thought about it, it would made sense to wear clothes if they ever went anywhere colder...Off topic. Anyway, this was not April. This was Angel.

"You follow me home lately and find out? Oh, I forgot. Vampire Stalker Dude is your full name." She dodged as I reached out to flick her, laughing. "I don't know which is worse! Vampire Stalker Dude or Leonardo Di Pantso!"

I just started at her before she shrugged and admitted it wasn't one of her best. "What does that make you, Angelica Di Recluso?" She tried to whack my arm again, but I moved too quickly for her. She finally got a hit on my chest, causing me to cough a little and freeze.

She immediately stopped laughing and was kneeling next to me before I could blink. She was so close, I could feel her breath. We'd been sitting next to each other every time but this was different, it felt different. "Are you okay?"

Oh I wished. But with how close she was I was having to force back the impulse to pull her to me or touch her face. I couldn't, I wouldn't and so I didn't. But there she was trying to see me through the darkness, close enough for her jeans to be pressed between her knee and mine, and I knew then and there that this girl was going to be the death of me no matter what I did to try and stop her.

AN: So after this I only have the base idea for the next two chapters, but then I have four of the next ones finished. We'll see how this goes with everything else in my life being shitty. Love you all, though no one is probably reading this, have a wonderful day.