Hey guys! This nis the very last chapter in this series! I know it's sad, but I'm publishing the first chapter of my Leorai story really really soon! And my friend YellowOnix is doing a spinoff with Azura and Zalim! Be sure to check that out! Anyway, enjoy the last chapter!
"And that is the story of how your dad nearly got himself killed saving me." April finished. Zalim and Azura were sitting up in their beds in their single bedroom in the sewers, hanging on every word. On Azura's side of the room, it was clean and tidy, with racks of test tubes full of dangerous chemicals sitting on her desk, neatly organized and labeled. Her microscope and slides of Ooze mutant cells were sitting on the corner of the desk, as were blueprints for what looked like a mini Shellraiser. In white lightly dotted lines, there were shapes that looked like-wings?! In small letters, Azura had written, Flight? Zalim's side of the room was a different story. He had inherited Raph's likes and organizing skills. A thin layer of trampled comic books was on the floor, and posters of heavy metal bands covered the walls. Donatello was sitting on Azura's bed. Every time there had been a scary part in the story, Azura had thrown her arms around his neck. When he had told the part about saving April, she had thrown her arms around him, pushed her face into his plastron, and cried. April found that touching. Donnie didn't like playing favorites, but she could tell that he liked Azura an eensie bit more. He trained her every day with the bo staff, and every time she heard a moderate explosion from the lab, it was usually Azura and Donnie. She smiled at the thought. "Goodnight." April said, kissing each twin on the forehead. Donnie held Azura a bit longer, murmuring a lullaby into her ear, something about cherry blossom petals blowing in the wind, from what April could pick out from the Japanese. Donnie tucked Azura into bed, and kissed her gently on the cheek, and left, using both legs to walk away. His leg had made a miraculous recovery after the Fourth of July. They had had their perfect wedding. April's father had been shocked at first, but he had readily accepted Donnie and his family. "They aren't the weirdest things I've seen in New York." he'd said, and they'd all laughed. Azura smiled in her sleep. Zalim did as well. April met Donnie outside. Suddenly, he pulled her into an embrace.
"I can't believe our friendship turned into this." he said, smiling. April smiled too. Now their story had a second generation. April kissed Donnie on the lips. He pulled his arms around her protectively, grasping her tightly.
"I love you." April whispered into his ear.
"I love you too, my sweet chinchilla."
April sat down on the couch. "What if we never had met?" Donnie sat down next to her, and pulled her into a warm, strong embrace. April put her head on his shoulder, smiling.
"Then I would never had been there, always taking care of you." April thought back to a time when all she had needed was some company.
"A-achoo!" 17-year-old April sneezed. She had a cold. She had had to stay home from school with a slight fever, but it had gone down. She picked up her T-Phone and texted Donnie.
April: hey Donnie. She immediately got a text back.
Donnie Boy: hey April. What's up?
April: I'm sick. :( bleah. Could use some company.
Donnie: I'll be right there.
Seven minutes later, there was a light tapping at her window. April bundled up against the cold and let Donnie in. He sat on her bed. April sat next to him, and he put an arm around her.
"I brought you some medicine. Fresh fruit from the garden." He opened his satchel and took out an orange. "According to scientific study, citrus fruit can help fight colds." April smiled, and took the orange. They split it between them. The fresh citrus smell reminded her of all the summer days spent in the garden. They spent a while in the silence and comfort of each other's embrace. Suddenly, April pulled away and kissed Donnie on the lips.
"What was that for?" Donnie asked, surprised.
"For getting you sick, silly." April said, giggling.
April smiled at the memory. Soon, it had been her taking care of Donnie. April bent forward and gently kissed Donnie on the lips. He pulled her even closer, smiling, wrapping his arms around her waist protectively. I love Donnie, April thought. And I always will. We love each other, and that will never change, not tomorrow, not ever.
"See you tomorrow?" April asked as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
"Yeah," Donnie replied. "See you tomorrow."
So that was the last chapter, and until the next story, Apritello rules!