This is continuation to the Donatello oneshot 'curious stalker', though it isn't necessary to read the first one to enjoy this. Didn't mean to make this, put once an idea gets into your head...
Sorry for any misspelled words, I'm currently writing with wordpad. xP
For three days I had been nervously waiting, contemplating whether I should leave town after all, or wait for Donatello as I had promised. Had I known it wouldn't be Donatello coming over, I would've definitely left.
There was no sound, no warning whatsoever that someone was in my apartment. I was doing the dishes when out of nowhere someone grabbed my arm and covered my mouth, stifling my surprised scream.
"Be quiet and don't try any..." a gruff voice started warningly, cut short by the frying pan I swung back with my free hand. The heavy pan connected and I felt the grip on me loosen. Acting mostly on instinct I teleported immediately, trying to shake my attacker.
We appeared in the living room and didn't stop there. The moment I noticed I hadn't managed to escape and that the large hands were still on me, fumbling for a better hold, I teleported again. And again.
No matter how many times I did it, struggling furiously while moving from room to room in rapid succession, I couldn't get free. I began screaming for help as loud as I could.
"Hngh... enough with this!" the gruff voice growled in irritation. A flash of pain shot through my body as I got slammed against the wall and then pushed down on my stomach to the floor.
"I'm tryin' not to hurt ya here, but yer makin' it really difficult!"
A heavy weight straddled me, pressing down on my midsection, very effectively preventing me from getting away. It didn't stop me from trying, though.
"Let... me... go... you fucking... bastard!" despite the mountain of weight on my back, I kept wriggling and trying to push it off me, all the while screaming whatever insults came out of my mouth.
It didn't last for long. A large hand grabbed my head, forcing it down. I could feel the overpowering figure lean over me, and flinched as the gruff voice murmured right next to my ear.
"If yer gonna keep this up, ya might as well teleport us to that bed, 'cause I gotta tell ya, the way yer squirmin' under me is makin' me hard."
I froze instantly, in utter shock, but soon fuming with such anger my clenched fists were shaking.
"That shut ya up finally, huh? Hey...!"
I threw my hand back, trying to claw at anything I could reach from my awkward position. I caught something, yanking it loose. Bringing my hand in front of me, I saw a piece of red cloth. I stared at it for a second before the pieces connected in my head.
A green hand snatched the cloth back. "Sheesh, Donnie told me yer feisty, but this is gettin' ridiculous."
"Y-you're Donatello's brother?!" I exclaimed in surprise, forgetting to continue my struggling.
The weight left my back and a strong hand took my arm, pulling me up. I stood in front of a large, bulky turtle in ninja gear, much like Donatello, but with some notable differences.
The most striking one had to be the eyes. The sharp, confrontational gaze was far from the calm and sympathetic look Donatello had.
"Raphael."
It took me a moment to realize he had answered me. "Uh... y-yeah, I've... heard of you."
I gave the well-built mutant a quick look over, noting nervously that he was still holding onto my arm tightly. I remembered well how strong and fast Donatello had been, and his brother undoubtedly shared the same attributes.
"You can let me go now, you know?" I said warily, not liking the grim look the still maskless ninja was giving me.
"Not yet. I don't want ya disappearin' on me."
I tensed up, eyeing the bulging muscles on the large turtle with growing worry. There was no way I could make him let me go.
"What exactly do you want then?" I made sure my tone didn't hide how unhappy I was with the current situation.
Raphael ignored it and leaned forward, yanking me back roughly when I tried to back away. "I wanna know what the hell my brother was thinkin' when he invited a complete stranger to our secret lair."
I stifled a pained groan. Either the oversized turtle had no idea how strong he was compared to humans or he didn't care. "Well, why don't you go and ask him, instead of harassing me?"
"Tch", he made an annoyed sound, standing up straight again. "I did. Apparently there's just somethin' about ya."
I fell silent, not really knowing what to say to that. It felt good to have someone trust me, but I really didn't need this. My life was problematic enough as it was.
"So ya see", Raphael continued. "That answer ain't good enough for me."
"Fine", I spat out in frustration. "What do you want to do then? Kill me?"
Raphael said nothing, simply pondering something with an inscrutable look on his face. I lost my breath as I stared at him in disbelief. Was he seriously considering it?
"Fuck this!" I screamed, fear twisting my stomach. "I didn't ask for any of this! I didn't want your brother to find out about my ability, I didn't want him to follow me here and I certainly didn't ask to know anything about him, so I don't deserve this crap on top of everything else that's wrong with my life! Now get your hands off or I'll teleport us out to some public place where you can..."
"First of all...!" Raphael raised his voice to interrupt my rant, though oddly enough, he didn't look as angry anymore. "If ya do that, yer gonna put us all in danger, includin' Donnie. Is that really what ya want?"
My heart was still beating fast, but I calmed down a little, thinking of what he had said. "No... I really don't..."
For a while, the large ninja studied me silently, as if trying to determine if I was telling the truth, then shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, not like ya could even do that before I'd knock ya out."
I gave him an angry glare, but before I could speak my mind, he raised his free hand to stop me. "Yeah, yeah, don't get excited. I just wanna say I ain't here to hurt ya. Donnie would never let it go and I can't stand it when he's poutin'."
The sudden change from the hostile attitude to such a laid back one took me by surprise. I didn't know whether I should let my guard down or not. "I... still don't understand what you're doing here."
"Our sensei wants to talk to ya so I came to bring ya to our lair. Just wanted to see ya myself first."
"Huh?" I was about to question the unexpected announcement, when a realization awoke my anger again.
"What the hell was that groping then?!"
"Groping?" Raphael repeated cluelessly.
"You could've just told who you were and there would've been no need to fight or..."
I hesitated, feeling an unwanted blush spreading to my face. "...for you to act like a total creep."
For a moment the green mutant looked confused; then a crooked grin spread to his face, revealing a sharp fang. "Oh? It bothered ya?"
I frowned disapprovingly, trying to will the blush to leave my cheeks. "Yeah, imagine that, it's not okay to joke like that just to get me to quiet down."
Raphael looked at me with a quizzical expression. "Who was jokin'? Had ya kept rubbin' that firm ass against me a little longer, I would've had a massive..."
"Ookayy..." My pulse sped up again and I had to look away in embarrassment. "I... I don't even want to know how that works with you."
"Suit yourself", Raphael shrugged, still grinning. He finally released my arm and raised his hands to tie his mask back on.
I rubbed my sore arm absent-mindedly, while my eyes sneaked unintentionally down the ninja's undeniably fine-looking body. Damn it, now I kind of wanted to know...
I looked up again, my heart jumping as I noticed the knowing look on Raphael's face. "Somethin' I can help ya with, babe?"
"J-just shut up and let's go", I muttered sourly, looking away again.
"Fine", Raphael walked past me, about to head for the window, but stopped and leaned over my shoulder, so close his warm breath tickled my ear. "I'm too big for ya anyway."
I didn't miss the challenging tone in the low voice. It sounded very much like an invitation to find out if it was true or not. I felt a brief surge of excitement in the pit of my stomach, which I quickly subdued.
I couldn't help thinking how he really was the complete opposite of his brother. Donatello had managed to calm me down, gently and patiently persuading me to open up. Meeting Raphael was more like a blow to the head. In a short time he had scared, infuriated, embarrassed and even hurt me and still...
I felt like I wouldn't need to hold anything back around him. He certainly didn't, though I got the feeling it was just his way and not something to be taken too seriously.
"Ya need a ride?"
I turned to the mutant waiting by the open window, suddenly wanting to get back at him for everything. I teleported right next to him, enjoying when I saw him flinch.
"Why? I'll get there faster than you."
The surprised look quickly changed to a toothy grin. "Oh yeah? I hate to break it to ya, sweetheart, but I'm gonna have to prove ya wrong."
I looked out the window, planning what route I should take, when a quick squeeze to my butt made me squeak, completely scattering my thoughts. I turned to yell at the infuriating turtle, only to see him already jumping out the window.
"Son of a..." I muttered to myself, teleporting after him without any idea where I should go. "Cheater!"
