Author's Note: After a long wait, here's Chapter 10. After meeting Leonardo, the turtles and their sister visit with the Ancient One, Leo's adoptive father, to learn the troubled history between Hamato Yoshi and Oroku Saki. And when they formulate a plan to train and prepare themselves to face the Shredder, will Donatello be able to handle it? I have a few Japanese translations here: Konnichiwa=hello, Watashi no namae wa...desu=my name is, Onamae wa nan desuka= what is your name, Hajime mashite=nice to meet you, Eigo wo hanase masu ka= do you speak English. Rate and review!

Chapter 10: The Good Son, Part 2

"W-What did he say to us?" Michelangelo whispered to his brothers and sister.

"How the hell should I know!?" Raphael spat. "I can't speak freakin' Japanese!"

Donatello blinked nervously before he decided to answer the question. "H-He asked who we are…he thinks we're intruders."

Raph and Mikey stared at each other before whipping their heads back to staring wide-eyed at Donnie. The rougher turtle suddenly narrowed his eyes when he asked, "Wait, you know Japanese!? Can you talk to him!?"

The taller turtle gulped. "Chey and I both know Japanese…b-but mine's a bit rusty…"

"Sounds more like you're just too scared!" The rougher turtle retaliated.

Cheyenne suddenly held up her hand towards the three, the gesture immediately silencing them. After flashing a warning glare, she whispered to them, "Donnie's Japanese IS rusty…so I'll talk to him, okay? You guys just stay back in case things start to get rough."

The other three turtles nodded and watched as the brunette put her pistol away and slowly began to approach turtle number four. He didn't put down his wooden sword…but even though they were strangers, he could see in the eyes of the woman that she meant no harm. Still…it was better to be safe than sorry. Cheyenne kept a safe distance from him and held up her hand.

"Konnichiwa, kame-san!" The brunette greeted. "Watashi no namae wa Cheyenne desu. Onamae wa nan desuka?"

The sword-wielding turtle lowered his weapon ever so slightly and stared at her; so she was bilingual like him. "Watashi no namae wa Leonardo desu… Hajime mashite."

Cheyenne smiled…but she knew she couldn't speak Japanese forever; she and Donatello were still learning it. So…looks like she would have to take a chance. She cleared her throat and asked plainly, "Eigo wo hanase masu ka?"

Leonardo's eyes widened, but he calmed down a bit and nodded. "Yes…I speak English…I speak English and Japanese perfectly well."

The other turtles breathed a sigh of relief, feeling even better when the fourth lowered his weapon completely. Cheyenne ushered them forward and gestured for them to take off their hoods and hats to reveal their faces. The turtles complied and slowly revealed their true faces to the other turtle…to their brother. Leonardo gasped and his blue eyes glued themselves to what he could clearly see were other members of his species.

"Leonardo…" The brunette began. "I'd like you to meet Donatello…Michelangelo…and Raphael…your brothers."

"…Brothers?" The blue-eyed turtle asked in disbelief. "So…it's true…I'm not the only one of my kind…"

Michelangelo immediately ran up to Leonardo, his sky-blue eyes sparkling with wonder. "Are you a ninja or something? Or a samurai!? If you are, that's so COOL! Teach me everything you know, dude!"

Raphael grunted as he walked up behind the smaller turtle and smacked him on the back of the head. "Give him room to breathe, Freckles. He's still takin' everything in."

Donatello was the next to speak…feeling it was wiser for someone calmer to speak to Leonardo, as the blue-clad turtle was in a state of awe and shock. "Um…I'm sorry if this is so sudden…but we had to find you and let you know we exist." He glanced at the top of the hill towards the Japanese-style house. "Is that where you live?"

Leonardo didn't say anything at first; he just nodded his head. "Y-Yes…please…come with me to my residence…"

"So…are you Leonardo-kun's 'father'?" Cheyenne asked the elder Japanese man sitting across from her.

The short-statured and somewhat-overweight man nodded, stroking his long beard. "Yes…my name is Mizuchi Korosuke…but you may refer to me as Mizuchi-san or Koro-sama." He suddenly paused and chuckled. "However, the local children like to refer to me as the 'Ancient One'."

The brunette nodded as she proceeded to take another bite of the ganmodoki in front of her. "Ancient One…you don't look THAT old." She glanced over at Leonardo. "So…how was it you came to have Leonardo, if you don't mind my asking."

Koro-sama, the Ancient One, stared over at the mutant turtle he called his son as he was trying to teach Raphael and Michelangelo how to eat with chopsticks. Donatello seemed to be having no trouble, thanks in part to his and his sister's trips to the Chinese buffets. "It was fifteen years ago. A knock resounded on our door…and when I opened it, I saw Leonardo-kun wrapped tightly in a blue blanket…carrying an amulet of the Hamato clan…but I did not get to see the person who left him here; I only saw a flash of silver."

"Wait!" Donnie suddenly cried out. "You know about the Hamato clan? Does that mean…do you happen to know Hamato Yoshi?"

The Ancient One stared at the turtles and their sister silently before nodding and giving a somber sigh. "Yes…I knew Yoshi…as if he was my own son…but I also knew Oroku Saki. He is the reason you are here, is it not?"

"Partly…" Cheyenne answered. "Our main objective was to reunite everyone and try to find Yoshi…and if possible…stop Oroku Saki."

"You have accomplished the first part of your mission, madam." The Ancient One concluded. "But I am afraid now is where your journey will be much more challenging. Defeating Oroku Saki is not that simple…not until you first understand the past."

"Father…" Leonardo started. "What caused this conflict between Yoshi and Saki? Why does Saki hate the Hamato clan so much?"

The Japanese man got up from his cushion and decided to explain to everyone once and for all the origin of the conflict that brought them together. "Yoshi and Saki were not always enemies…they started out as close friends…almost like brothers. I actually…taught them the basics of Ninjitsu before they went on to learn the techniques exclusive to their clans. Yoshi and Saki were friends since childhood…and they served together during war."

"So…what made them stop being friends?" Raphael asked, his curiosity heightened.

The Ancient One's expression changed to sadness, almost as if he was grieving. "Tell me this, young ones…what is one thing capable of tearing two men who had the bond of brothers apart?"

Michelangelo tilted his head to the side. "They fought over who was the better fighter?"

Cheyenne immediately knew what it was…she saw with her own eyes far too many times what it did to friends, evident when she lowered her head. "A woman…"

"That is correct…everything changed when they met a young woman named Tang Shen." The Ancient One nodded as he turned his back to them. "She was as beautiful as they came…and Yoshi and Saki fought over her constantly. Their friendship crumbled into a bitter rivalry, all to win Shen's heart. In the end…she chose Yoshi, because he saw her as his true love, not as a trophy to be won."

"I was rooting for Yoshi all the way!" Mikey exclaimed. "So…what happened after that?"

"Yoshi and Shen ended up marrying…and they ended up having a daughter. If I remember correctly…they named her Miwa."

"Miwa…beautiful harmony…" Donatello muttered to himself. "That's a beautiful name."

"Saki's rage boiled over when he learned they brought a child into the world. He believed Yoshi obtained the life he thought was rightfully his. And then…one night…things came to a head. Saki stormed into their home and decided to put an end to his old friend once and for all…along with everything they held dear…"

Leonardo's eyes widened. "Father…you mean…"

The Ancient One nodded. "The Hamato home was set ablaze…and Saki slaughtered Tang Shen. The way her body was when taken to the morgue…that is how we began referring to Saki…as the Shredder."

"W-What about Yoshi…and Miwa?" Raph asked, his eyes wide.

"…Yoshi came out mostly unscathed…but they could not find Miwa's body…only Tang Shen's. After her funeral…knowing that Saki was still after him…Yoshi and I parted ways after we both came to America. He went to New York…and I came here to California. The last I heard from him was fifteen years ago…and I believe it coincides with the time in which the four of you came to be…" He suddenly cast his eyes down. "I fear that the Shredder found him…and he may be long-dead."

"Maybe not, Ancient One." Cheyenne interjected. "Donatello had dreams of a rat-man…and the rat man looked like a Japanese man. I believe…Yoshi may be alive…but no longer human. What if there's the possibility that the Shredder's kept him alive all these years until he could find the boys so he could get rid of them all at once? I know it sounds farfetched…but it's probable that wherever in New York the Shredder is…we'll find Yoshi."

The Ancient One stroked his beard in contemplation. "You may have a point, madam. However…none of you are yet prepared to face the Shredder…but I have a solution." He focused his eyes on all four turtles. "I have trained Leonardo-kun in the art of Ninjitsu since he was a toddler…and so he and I can train the rest of you in the art to face the Shredder once and for all."

Donatello suddenly chuckled. "Oh…I don't think Sissy will need training…she was able to take Raph down, after all." He turned to his sister. "Wanna demonstrate?"

"Uh…sure." She turned to Leonardo. "Would you be willing to spar with me, Leo?"

Leonardo blinked. "Oh…o-of course…I just don't want to hurt you…"

"Don't worry…and don't even think of going easy on me just because I'm a woman."

The two of them got up and walked a safe distance away from the table. Leonardo set his wooden practice swords on the floor and doubled his hands into fists. Cheyenne meanwhile took off her holster and placed it on a seat before standing straight and holding her open palms in front of her face. The moment the brunette winked one of her teal eyes, Leonardo charged forward and began moving his fists towards her face and torso. He landed one or two blows onto her collarbone and stomach, but when he reached for another blow, she ducked down and fought back by taking the edge of her palm and swinging it upwards, looking more like she slapped him.

"Whoa, that's outrageous!" Mikey awed.

The Ancient One's eyes widened. "…Koppo-justu!? But…those are techniques for…"

Leo was able to land a leg sweep and knocked Cheyenne to her knees. However, just as he was about to land an overhead blow, she immediately grabbed him and flipped him over. Then, when he got back up, she charged forward and used her palms to hit him in the middle of his plastron and knock him backwards. Leo immediately fell back, gasping for air. The other turtles and the Ancient One stared in shock at the force she displayed…but it still seemed the two were on equal footing when the brunette fell back to her knees and panted.

"…And Aikido…turning his attacks against him."

"Sorry about that over-the-top beat-down…" Cheyenne sheepishly apologized. "I really meant to be gentle."

Leonardo just sat quietly at the table, holding a bag of ice to his neck, before answering, "It's all right…I've been through worse. I apologize if I left any bruises; I've never fought against a girl before; it's always just been myself and the Ancient One."

"No mother figure…huh…" The brunette seemed to lament. "Haven't you ever wondered what it was like to have a mom?"

The blue-eyed turtle sat for a moment before casting his eyes down; it seemed she touched a nerve, though he wasn't angry. Leonardo asked himself that quite a few times but felt it wasn't a matter important enough to bring up to his father. With a sigh, he spoke again. "Well…I have wondered how my life would be different if I had a mother…but I guess I've turned out all right." He suddenly put the ice pack down and started wringing his hands. "S-Still…"

The human stared at him, unsure of what to say or what to do to give him a little more optimism. Leo was good at hiding his emotions, but this issue was making that demeanor falter and put him on the verge of depression. Her eyes caught a glimpse of innocence in his eyes, something you didn't see in boys his age much anymore, unless you counted Michelangelo. Without warning, she didn't even realize her body was moving, the brunette leaned forward and gave Leonardo a hug.

Leo was at first troubled by this display of affection; his father didn't hug him that much even though he knew he loved him. But then the trouble melted away and was replaced by another, warmer emotion: comfort. He literally felt himself becoming warm from the comfort and he didn't want to forget the feeling.

"I know I'm not exactly a mother type…but I think you can make do with a big sister."

"Sister…that…that sounds nice…"

The brunette let go of the blue-eyed turtle, sitting awkwardly for a moment, before clearing her throat and asking suddenly, "So…do you have any hobbies? Besides Ninjitsu, of course…"

Leonardo suddenly blushed and gazed at her. "W-Well…there is…one thing…"

The turtle suddenly got up, prompting the human to follow; was he taking her to his room? She didn't exactly feel comfortable for a moment; unless they were family or she knew them for a long time, she did not feel comfortable in a boy's room. Sure, Leonardo was family, but she didn't know him long at all, and she didn't really know how taking a girl to your room played out in Japanese culture. Did he already have a…crush on her? She held herself steady as he opened the door to his room and turned on the light.

Well…this was unexpected.

"…Space Heroes?"

Leo nodded, a blush on his face. So THIS was why he was acting so nervous. She knew about this show; it was a rip-off of Star Trek that actually became popular back in the 70s, so it was something she didn't expect to be popular to someone in 2013. But if it was something he truly liked, then she had no problem with it; she had hobbies herself that other people found weird.

"D-Don't laugh, okay?" Leonardo mumbled. "I-I know it's weird…but…Space Heroes is awesome! Captain Ryan is the best!" He turned back to her. "Y-You don't think that's weird…do you?"

Cheyenne shook her head and smiled. "Of course not! You should see some of the stuff I have at my place…of course, I'm sure you'll like it!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well…I'm going to talk with the Ancient One about letting you come home to my family for Christmas…you know, meet my parents and spend quality time with us."

Leo's eyes widened. "…Do you think he'll agree to it? Will I…be living with you permanently?"

"We won't know until we ask…but he'll probably speak with me in private."

"How long have they been talking?" Michelangelo asked as he stared at a set of closed doors that led to the Ancient One's quarters.

"It's been going on for a couple of hours." Donatello whispered back. "I hope everything's okay…"

Raphael had been sitting down on the floor, forced to watch stuff on a Japanese channel because it had been long since he last worked a television, but he let out a growl and got onto his feet. "I can't take much more of this! I'm goin' in there and seein' if they're done yet or what!"

Leonardo suddenly came forward and stopped the green-eyed turtle from doing something he would most likely regret. "No…let them finish speaking. Be patient…they should be done soon."

Raph blew out a frustrated sigh before plopping back down on the floor and crossing his arms; was now really the time to pout? But the others understood his frustration because they didn't expect Cheyenne and the Ancient One to be discussing the current issue of if Leonardo could go or not…among other things…for this long. Couldn't it have been a simple yes or no question? Why did it have to turn into a two-hour long discussion? They were about to head outside to find something to do to occupy their time when the sliding doors suddenly opened. The turtles rushed back towards them and saw Cheyenne and the Ancient One exiting, both of them having stern looks on their faces.

"So…how did it go?" Donatello asked his sister.

For a moment, no one said anything or even moved. Finally, Cheyenne wore a smile on her face…but it was somewhat sad. "Leo's coming home for Christmas."

Donatello, Raphael, and Michelangelo jumped into the air and cheered, suddenly wrapping their arms around their brother. Leonardo was caught off-guard, but a smile appeared on his lips and took in the brotherly embrace.

"But…"

The turtles suddenly ceased their celebration. "But…what?" Michelangelo asked, noticing how downtrodden the brunette appeared all of a sudden.

"…After we celebrate Christmas…we have to come back here…and I have to leave you here with the Ancient One…ALL of you."

The taller turtle's eyes widened and he felt his chest becoming tight, his heart racing and threatening to jump out. "…ALL of us? W-Why?"

"…Training…so you guys can be ready to fight Oroku Saki…but I won't get to be here with you." She paused and glanced over at the Ancient One before turning back to the turtles. "Since you guys saw I'm capable of fending for myself…I don't need training…but you guys do."

That's when Donatello started to panic; he couldn't imagine himself being separated from his sister. This was just too much, but what other choice did they have?

"…H-How long will we be staying here?"

"…Probably a month or two…maybe more…it all depends on how well you progress with training." She paused and walked towards her brothers. "So…when we go home for Christmas…let's all make it memorable…okay?"

Donnie was on the verge of crying…and the other turtles understood that this new development would be the hardest on him. They only knew Cheyenne for a short time…but he had been with her his entire life. It was easy to tell that he suffered from some degree of separation anxiety; they couldn't even imagine how he was whenever she had to go to school. But maybe this is what he needed; he couldn't lean on her forever. He had to learn to stand up on his own two feet, and maybe spending time with his brothers would help him learn to break his dependency on his sister.

"Yeah…we'll…we'll make it the best Christmas yet…"