Ali still didn't move. The grunts Raph was making as he was working out made her body stiffer. She was getting pins and needles very badly, but she didn't care about that at the moment.

Raph brushed the sweat off himself with a rag. "I always work out at this time of day." He began to make small talk. "It's one of the only things that relaxes me. Leo mediates, Donnie tinkers, Mikey plays games, and I work out."

Ali looked up at him. Did that have something to do with his size? Because he worked out a lot? 'No, no,' Ali thought to herself. 'Get your head straight.'

Now that he was speaking, she started to relax a bit. She exhaled a shaky breath and nodded. "I see," she whispered, not wanting to be rude in not saying anything after he just spoke to her.

Raph looked over at her. "What do you do to relax?"

She tried to slow her breathing. She answered, quietly, "I... draw..."

Raphael stopped his punches and looked over at her. "Heh. I'd like to see some time," he told her with a small smile on his face.

She looked up at him. She blushed a bit. No one outside her family has ever wanted to see anything she drew. They all thought it was waste of time, that she should be doing more productive things than having her head in the clouds and drawing it on paper. Raph's statement made her a bit comfortable, just not completely.

"Maybe I could model for you," he said cockily and made a funny pose for her to lighten the mood.

Ali felt a smile creep on her face. She blinked and looked away, blushing. Was it out of line for her to look away from direct eye contact? She wasn't too sure, but she couldn't help herself.

Raph huffed and snickered at her reaction. "Have you ever drew a man before?" he asked her, almost cockily but silkily winking at her.

Ali still didn't make eye contact because her blush was getting worse. She shook her head. "No. No, I haven't."

"Would you like to change that?" he smirked at her. "Donatello has ink and lead in his tent. All yours, babe," he flexed his muscles for her.

Ali felt a chill crawl through her entire body. Her arms started tremble. Her whole face started to feel hot. She felt jittery in her stomach. Ali was never flirted with before, and suddenly being flirted with by this big, tough, muscular turtle made her all the more anxious. She couldn't help but feel he was… a little attractive in a way… well, for a turtle.

Raph chuckled at her reaction. "I can definitely see the appeal now," he said, thinking about Donatello seeming to like her so much. "What's your name, squirt?" he asked her.

She cleared her throat. "Uzu..." She paused, starting to feel very jumpy that it almost slipped. She took a breath to calm herself down, remembering to keep her surname a secret. "Ali," she said.

Raph lifted a brow at no surname given, but shrugged it off, not noticing her almost giving out her Uzumaki name. "Hamato Raphael. But you can call Raph." He tilted his head at her.

She nodded. "Raph?" she repeated, making sure she got his name right.

He nodded and crouched down in front of her. "Imma wash up. You won't go anywhere, right? Don't make me have to hunt you down," he told her, narrowing his eyes at her.

Ali nodded, averting her eye gaze again. She felt bubbles rising in her stomach as she blushed again.

Raph went to get himself cleaned up. As he was washing the sweat off his body, he kept thinking about what Leo wanted him to do. 'Leo, are you sure about this?' he thought. 'I don't want to hurt her, but…' He tried to shake his concern as he dumped a bucket of water over his head to rinse off. He sighed.

He dried himself off, still going over Leo's instructions in his head. He went back to Ali, glad to see she was still siting where she was. He groaned as he cracked his neck. "Yah know, my joints could use a good rub down," he said with a smirk.

Ali widened her eyes. Her hands clenched up again. She groaned silently at herself. Just when she was beginning to calm down, too. She slowly got up and walked shyly over to him. She stood there quietly, nervous, and unsteadily waiting for instructions.

"As much as I am eager for this, I would like to have this in a privacy of my quarters," he told her, motioning for her to follow him. They entered his tent and he sat himself down the floor. "Well," Raph said, looking at her, "you can start with my shoulders." He was so big that Ali would probably have to stand to massage him.

Ali felt like she couldn't force her hands to unclench. She was breathing unsteadily. She brought her hands up to wiped the nervous sweat on her sleeves. Her wide eyes looked at Raph's broad, muscular shoulders. She gulped. He was very big, and being this close to him didn't help her calm down in the least. Her hands started to shake. She slowly placed one small hand on his left shoulder. She sucked in a breath when she felt how rock solid it was. She froze.

Raph was breathing slowly and deeply, smiling at her nervous character. "What's the matter? Stiff much?" he asked, feeling how gentle and soft her hands were. "You should use more force, Ali. Otherwise, it feels like a gentle caress of a lover," he teased her.

Ali felt a jolt of panic shoot through her. She pulled her hands back, trying to pull herself together. She took a deep breath and tried again. But his muscles were as hard as stone. She wasn't too sure what she was supposed to do. She just worked as forcefully as she could on his left shoulder.

Raph almost laughed out loud at her actions. She was so shy and very cute. Her hands were small and soft. She had no idea what she was doing, but he did not mind the rough massage. He didn't budge at her roughness because she was so small compared to him. It felt pleasant.

"Tell me about your family, Ali. Do you miss them?" he asked her in a softer kinder tone, trying to ease up the situation and to make small talk.

Ali started to work softer as she thought over the question. "I had two brothers. Both died a long time ago. I never knew my mother. It's just my father, Kat, and me. I do still think about them from time to time." She sighed. "Yes, I do miss them."

Raph looked down at his crossed legs at her sad story. "I am sorry about your brothers," he said, seriously. "Kat? Is that the name of your sister?" he asked curiously. He did not bother to learn her name before, but now he was curious about both of them.

"Yes, Kat is my sister," she said. She tried to keep herself calm because she knew the question of 'You look nothing alike' was coming up. She took a deep breath, trying to remember what Katrina told her to say. 'Haruno, Haruno,' she repeated in her head. She had to remember, otherwise she and her sister could get in a lot of trouble.

"Heh. Different moms or something?" Raph asked, turning his head a bit towards her. He was finally making her talk.

"Huh," she searched her mind for the right words. 'Stay calm, stay calm,' she said in her head. "I'm a... child of a second marriage," she said, hoping those were the right words.

"Oh. Different mothers. Same father. I see," he replied nodding, though he did notice her reply was... almost forced out. He started to question her a bit. Was she lying to him? Did her sister tell her to tell to say this? He was not fooled so easily. He turned around to face her so she was forced to stop massaging. The look in his eyes made Ali's heart thump. "What was your surname again?" he asked, watching her closely.

She started to get a bit jumpy in her stomach. "It was... Haruno," she said. She caught herself when she noticed her hands started shaking. She held her hands to try to calm herself down.

Raph furrowed his brows at her and rose to his feet. He snorted. "Funny, how the one family famous for having many daughters only has two," he told her with a frown and smirk. "You're lying to me, Ali. Why?"

Ali widened her eyes when she realized Raph put 'one' and 'two' together real quick. Her stomach flipped and she felt a chill of fear grip her spine. "I... No... It's Haruno," she repeated in a shallow voice.

"Mhhmm. You keep saying that. And here I thought we've exchanged respectful gestures," he told her, faking sadness. "I told you my surname. Maybe your name isn't even Ali. Maybe you're just lying about the whole thing." Raph did not feel right pushing on the girl but Leo told him to do it for whatever reason.

He knew a few ways to get women to talk, and they work every time. No female can keep her mouth shut for long with a few touches here and there. But Ali… He looked over her body and saw she was young. She was small, too, and she would defiantly get hurt if she resisted. Setting aside physical contact as a way of getting her to talk, he continued staring her down.

Ali gulped. She felt sweat forming on her back. Her hands started shaking and her stomach clenched up. She was searching her mind, trying to think up something else. Did Kat tell her anything else? What was she supposed to do now? She didn't notice she had taken a step back, her legs starting to get a bit wobbly.

"Ali?" Raph said again, breaking the silence in her mind.

She jumped, letting out a 'Yeep!' "No, no, it's Haruno," she squealed. She shrunk back, feeling her panicked state rising.

Raph realized that he took it too far. He cursed himself for making this girl so... frightened. He just watched her, looking at how nervous she was. He felt bad for interrogating her like this. He tried another approach. "Why are you lying 'bout your surname, Ali-chan? I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just... trying to be a friend," he said, tasting the words on his mouth. He really did not want to do any bad things to her and he did not see her as an enemy. Someone like her could not be even associated with an enemy.

She looked at him, breathing uneasily. She had to keep her mouth shut, but she was getting frantic. He knew she was lying, but she had to keep quiet. 'Kat?' she thought in her head. 'Kat, what do I do?'

"Earlier when I asked you your name, you said 'Uzu...' Uzu-what?" Raph took a small step towards her, watching her curiously. "Are you from the Uzumaki family?" he asked her calmly, not wanting to scare her away.

Raphael was a lot smarter than he looked. Ali underestimated him. She totally thought that he disregarded her earlier comment.

"I'm from the Uzumaki village," she answered. Her whole body was clenched up now. She held her sweaty hands, completely frozen as she looked away from him.

"I know. I was the one that picked you both up," he said gravely. As he saw her franticly breathing, wilding darting her eyes around, like she was looking for an answer, he decided to let it go. He could not torment this girl anymore. But he was almost sure she was from the Uzumaki family...which would make her very important in her village. He had to talk to Leo about this. He was still not sure. Maybe they could get a ransom for them and send the girls home. He did not want to forcefully keep them here... even if he was the one who brought them here.