The sun was just breaking through the large sky scrapers in the distance of the City as Riley and Michelangelo made their way back to her and Willow's apartment building. Smiles wide on their faces as they walked in pace with one another. Riley's head down as she peered out from the corner of her eye at him. His blonde hair blown back slightly from the wind as he reached a hand up from his back pocket to steady it out of his eyes. The large smile on his face showing off his perfect teeth and dimples.

They left the apartment earlier that evening as Leonardo and Willow were still glaring at one another. Felicia and Isabella had made their way out, some excuse of working and early mornings as Riley emerged from her cold shower. Seeing his body leaning against the opposite hallway wall of the shower just made the feelings of hot strike back through her body. She almost had half a mind to take a step back, slam the door and return in her safe haven of cold, and Mikey free environment but instead smiled. He flashed a brilliant one back almost making her steps stagger as she walked into her room. He hesitated to follow and she held up a finger, lightly clicking her door shut.

Her back fell against it as she let out a low groan. He is too pretty, too, too pretty. She thought to herself as she rushed through her clothing drawers to find anything remotely nice. Pulling out a pair of jeans without any holes that she reminded herself her ass looked great in, and a fuchsia short sleeve plain shirt with a small pocket over her breast. Snagging a zip up black hoodie from the back of her bright pink popazon chair, she quickly buttoned her jeans and opened the door. He stood, his head down and legs crossed in front of him as he leaned against the other wall. He smiled lifiting just his eyes to meet hers as pieces of hair fell into them. She felt her heart jump slightly as reached his hand out for her. Taking a slow, uneasy step she placed her hand into his. It was still slightly calloused from his nunchaku, but soft along the other parts of his palm. With a smile she let her fingers lace with his. He looked down at their hands for a moment and smiled a little wider.

"Shall we?" He asked as she almost giggled nodding her head. This is insane. She repeated to herself over and over as they walked past the still feuding couple and out the door.

They found themselves walking and talking through the city, mostly in silence as they walked but still enjoying the company. Mikey looked up at a neon sign in the distance and smirked for a moment.

"C'mon." He said tugging her hand with him as she smiled and willingly followed. For some reason she had no problem trusting him, in whatever it was he was going to do. He was klutz at times sure, almost ridiculously childish and a prankster but, something about those eyes. Almost, even when he was a turtle, his eyes were trusting. Loyal. She remembered where she was as the cool wind of the night cut off and she looked around the halogen lit room.

It was a small run down diner she had remembered going to a lot when her, Willow, Felicia, Izzy and Willow's brothers would take an occasional trip to the city as high school kids. They'd save up for months for the train and go in and walk around. Felicia would take random videos of Time Square and them eating in random Diners, run down junky places like this. She smirked as Mikey tugged her along to a booth. And that's where they spent the remainder of the evening.

They're conversations didn't venture too far from skateboarding and music, however Riley never known herself to smile as much as she had. Mikey was probably the funniest guy she had ever encountered. Hayden and Willow were always ones to crack jokes and be overly comedic in certain situations but Mikey was so natural with it. Sometimes, he didn't even realize what he had said was funny to begin with until Riley was wiping tears from her eyes from the fits of laughter.

As they walked back in the crisp morning air, making their way to the steps of the apartment building Mikey smiled up at her, snatching the back of his neck nervously. Riley gave a small one back, placing her hands into her black hoodie pockets.

"So I really had a good time toni- Well I guess this morning." Riley shrugged as Mikey chuckled a little nodding.

"Y-yeah me too Rye." He said raising his blue eyes to hers. "We should do it again sometimes." He pushed as she smiled a little faltering ever so slightly at the persistence in his voice.

"Uh, y-yeah." She stammered back. "We should. I just…" She looking behind her at the frosted covered glass of the old apartment building.

"You just…" He asked stepping up a step closer to her, as his brilliant blues innocently glanced up into hers. She felt her heart thump louder in her chest as she took another step up with a nervous chuckle.

"Well, we should have a small get together. Hayden, and Tyler. I haven't seen Tyler in awhile." Clearing her throat she met his glance again as he still wore his crooked smile.

"Sure. I still have to beat you in Deadly Alliance." He said pointing a warning finger as she chuckled lightly.

"Best of luck my friend." She shrugged opening the door behind her, still looking at his cheerful face. He nodded, placing his hands into the back pockets of his worn dark jeans she knew to be Hayden's as he stepped backwards, jogging down the steps with a graceful manner. She smiled again as he took a hand from his pocket giving her a wave. "Ni-Morning Mike." She called as he waved once more.

"Mornin' Rye."

Willow sighed in complete comfort of her warm bed as she felt the safety of his large arm around her middle. Opening her eyes slowly in a small smile she glanced at her alarm clock on her high cherry wood nightstand. The red glow made her vision blur slightly as she blinked a few times having the numbers slowly fade into just one clearer image.

11AM.

She yawned to herself turning on her back as she stretched with a high pitched squeak of her muscles loosening and body shuttering in her soft sheets. She closed her eyes again turning once more on her side, towards the person that took up the other side of her bed.

Her mind full awake now, she was surprised to still see him laying there. Normally he would have gotten up, grabbed his gear and made his way back to their lair for their morning practice. Furrowing her brow she laid closer to him placing a hand on his plastron.

She yawned once more as her hand touched the hard surface of his body as it dragged slowly, lazily up onto his beautiful colored skin. The soft graze and cold feeling of her fingertips making his breathing hitch in his sleep and smile to spread over her face. She leaned closer, her head on his shoulder as her lips puckered and touched the coolness of his neck. He breathed deeply in sleep as his eyes started to flutter. She smiled wider, looking at his familiar face, she was glad that Donnie had not made this a permanent thing. Of course, if that had been the case she would have been more than a little peeved with him for doing what he thought she had wanted.

She loved this face, she mused to herself as she ran the back of her fingers along his rough, green mask-less face. The texture she's grown to love and know as comfort from all these years. The scars and cuts along his plastron and neck she could trace with her eyes closed. She's examined and looked at every inch of his body and never once could think of herself cowering away, revolted or anything less than totally in love with it. His golden brown eyes slowly fluttered open on hers as a tired smile twitched to the sides of his large mouth.

"Morning." He said, his voice deep from sleep as she leaned in nuzzling her face into the nape of his muscular shoulder. Kissing the skin softly he sighed, breathing in the scent of her hair that fell into his face. "What time is it?" He asked against her ear, it being her time to sigh now.

"11." She said snuggling tighter against his body as he nodded his head. They stayed close, wrapped in each other for a moment before he shot up from the bed. She fell back on the open space her body once consumed and looked up at him. "I thought you knew?" She asked as he looked at her confused.

"How could I have known Willow, I was asleep?" He asked accusingly as she narrowed her eyes.

"Well you usually have your own setLeonardo timer! I never have to wake you up! I was surprised as you were to see you still in bed!" She said throwing the covers off her body and pulling any clothing onto her that laid across her floor.

He rolled his eyes, ignoring her comment as he searched through Casey's pants he had worn the night before for his Shell Cell. Calling the lair's phone he heard this Master's old worn voice answer.

"Hello?" The old rat said from the other line as Leonardo sighed.

"Sensei, I apologize, I over slept and…"

"There is no need to apologize my son." He could tell his father was slightly amused from the tone of hast in his voice. "We are not holding practice this morning. It seems that you are not the only one that was to get in late." He said as Leonardo furrowed his brow.

"Where have the others…"

"You're brothers Raphael and Michelangelo are still fast asleep. They had a trying evening." Splinter said a smile still in his tone. "And I put Donatello to his bed not too long ago."

"I see." Leonardo said as he glanced over at Willow who had her hands on her hips with an anxious expression on her face to finished their fight.

"How did Ms. Willow take the news."

"Not well at first but, we were able to talk and she was, from my take on it, happy with the outcome." He said smiling for a moment as Willow furrowed her brow.

"As she should be. Will you bring her down later this evening?" He asked as Leonardo nodded before responding.

"Yes Sensei."

"Enjoy your day my son." His smile still in his words as Leonardo smiled himself.

"Thank you Father." He said sincerely hanging up his phone. "We don't have a practice today." Leo said softly turning towards the brunette as she kept her furrowed expression.

"Oh?"

"I over reacted." He said softly as she cocked a hip to the side.

"Ya think?" She asked leaving her bedroom as he sighed and followed.

"Do you have to be so dramatic about it?" He mumbled as she turned around towards him as he stopped himself quickly from running into her.

"What?" She asked as he rolled his eyes.

"I over slept, it was wrong of me to blame you for not waking me when it was my own fault." He said with a even tone. Her eyes searched his, back and forth as finally she smiled for a moment tilting her head to the side.

"Did you just admit you were wrong?" She asked with an amused expression as Leo rolled his eyes pushing past her towards the kitchen. "No, no, no!" She called after him grabbing his arm and turning his body back towards her as he avoided her eyes, looking out towards her living room window. "Hamato Leonardo, did you just admit you were wrong?" She asked again with a chuckle as he arched an eye ridge, looking back at her.

"You're hilarious Willow." He said dryly as she chuckled louder shoving his arm from her and walking into the kitchen.

She noticed the black bag draped over the back of a chair as she smiled to herself. Riley and Mikey must have gotten in early this morning. Leonardo made himself a cup of tea, as Willow nudged him over with her hip grabbing a large coffee mug for herself.

"Excuse me works just as well." Leonardo said moving towards the sink and filling her bright yellow tea kettle with pink flowers over it from the 70s, that she had acquired from her grandmother. She let out an over exaggerated sigh, placing her hand on her hip, and tapping her foot as she eyed him with her coffee pot in her hand waiting for the sink next. "Are you going to be like this all morning?" He asked placing the kettle over the heat on her old stove. She chuckled placing her coffee pot in its place.

"You're the one that called me over dramatic. I'm living up to my title." She shrugged walking into her living room.

"Good afternoon Leo." Felicia said in a happy tone as she walked through the apartments front door. Leonardo looked up from his second cup of tea, his head in his hands from a small head ache that had started since that morning. "You alright kiddo?" She asked placing her messenger bag with most of her video equipment in it on the back of a chair.

"Yeah, weird head ache. Most likely a side effect." He murmured into his hand, rubbing his face and looking back towards Felicia. "You seem happy?" He smiled weakly as she smiled back, going over to the coffee pot and pouring herself a cup of Willow's coffee.

"Yeah, I had a um…Interesting end of an evening." She said with a smile from behind her large pink mug.

"May I ask you a question?" Leonardo said leaning forward a bit, trying to hear the sound of the shower still running with Willow still safely inside it. Felicia furrowed her brow walking to the table and seating herself beside him.

"Shoot."

"In all the years that you've known Willow…" He said as a small smile crept over Felicia's face. "Has she ever mentioned anything to you in the terms of her wedding?"

"Yes." She said setting her mug down.

"Such as?"

"Well, for starters she's always wanted a semi large one, considering the size of her family. Which, I've heard that you've already know. Second, music has always been a huge part of her life, so music was always mentioned and extremely important. Even recently. Then colors, dresses things of that nature."

"I've been aware of those myself. I've seen her collection of 'Wedding Mix' CDs." He chuckled lightly as she nodded.

"No help from me either. We've always talked about that sort of thing since we were little girls. Those CDs are from when she had this head over heels crush on Ian Bailer, a Senior when we were Sophomores at our school. Star Soccer player, very nice looking, dirty blonde." She said eyeing him carefully with an amused face. "She made most of those CDs in the thought that she'd share it with him. Most of the songs on there are like Boyz to Men and N'Sync." She giggled. He nodded his head with a small smile. "Her song choices now are much more matured. Not, really a lot mind you, but, a little."

"So songs and music aside, has she ever mentioned…" He stopped for a moment listening intently to the still running water and small echo of Willow's singing voice in the shower. "A ring?" Felicia's eyes widened a little as her mouth formed an "O" shape.

"Yes." She nodded with a smile.

"And?"

"She used to tell me, before she met you and was with Keith that she wanted something 'kids could ice skate on', anything less and she'd reject him. Only reasoning was because she wanted him to prove himself to her in all the wrong ways. With you, she's never said whether she's wanted something big or something plain. She's happy with you just being here and she's been passive about glamorous things. The whole reasoning for you changing was so she could give her her large wedding correct?" She asked looking at the blue banded turtle. He raised his eyes slowly to hers from listening intently to her story of Keith and a large ring, nodding his head. She smiled. "She's mentioned before, this happened that she didn't want anything materialistic. Nothing too showy. It's Willow for God sake, she doesn't have a "look at me" bone in her body." Felicia said exclaiming the "look at me" loudly as Leo smiled.

"That is very true."

"Anything, and I mean anything you present to her to show her your love and that you want her hand will send her above and beyond more in love with you than she already is. If, that's even possible." Felicia said reaching across the table and patting Leonardo's large hand. He nodded his head a few times more before looking up into Felicia's warm brown eyes.

"Thanks Licia." He said softly as she nodded.

"What are friends for." She shrugged.

"And, just, if you don't mind can you not mention this conversation?" He asked softly as she smiled.

"What conversation?" She asked with a shrug as he smiled.

"Thank you."

Willow looked into the steam covered mirror, wiping it down with a towel as she sighed softly to herself. He had done the most outrageous and unthinkable thing he could have ever done to himself. He could have gotten sick, or Donnie could have miscalculated something and it could have reacted differently with his already mutated DNA and killed him. Her brow furrowed in her reflection at the thought. Stomach twisting in fear as tears brimmed up behind her eyes. She swallowed them down.

That's not what had happened at all. He wasn't dead, if anything he'll just have a bit of a head ache afterward. If that was even from the formula itself or her antics this morning. She smirked a little at that and leaned forward, shaking her hair between both hands in the towel. Lifting her head back towards the mirror she took in a slow breath of the moistened air around her.

He did this for her. Changed himself, something she never wanted, never dreamed of wanting, never fathomed he would ever do something so ridiculously stupid and dangerous in her life! She shook her head slowly running her hands through her wet, wildly curly hair. And yet, she loved it.

His perfectly chiseled stomach, abdomen that the Greek Gods would envy after. Arms, the same strong beautiful arms she remember waking up inside of, now a color of skin, fresh from the sun. The light freckles that played along his shoulders and forearms that she never really noticed enough before in the darkened olive tone of his turtle skin. Taunt and almost leather skin that she had imprinted on her finger tips for all eternity. Now, his skin was soft and light as she let her hands rule his arms and shoulders. His back, the muscles moving and nudging under her palms as she ran them, clawing her nails across his beautifully built, strong back. Salvia gathered in her mouth at the phantom feeling of it replaying against the skin of her palms as she placed them against the cool plaster of her sink.

Then there was his face. Strong and beautiful with that still boyish charm to it. His jaw line curved almost too perfectly as it met his neck and cheek bones that pronounced themselves stunningly as a smile went over his features. Small dimples inside them, as his beautifully straight and sickeningly white teeth brightened the rest of his face. Full, soft, wonderful lips that laid on the outside of that smile with the same working tongue, warm and slick. Slightly smaller and able to find it's way inside to hers, massaging and claming her mouth as his. Never in her wildest dreams would she ever considered him to look that beautiful, God like. The only way she could describe him, to herself. Saying these horrific words out loud churned her stomach in a way she had to clench onto the sink to keep herself from heaving forward.

She loved that it only lasted an eight hours. Longer and even indefinite and she might lose herself. She needed to see his face again. That beautifully structured, tanned, muscular prince of a man disguising himself as her lover last night would have been too much to bare for more than their encounter. She'd live through a wedding, holding his hand and excepting a form of a bond, a false, show bond but, nothing more. She was Leo's. Even if that was Leo, she still couldn't completely give herself to that form. He would have her in their real wedding. The one that was going to be held in their lair home, under the bustling City Streets. Out of her family's eye of disapproval, and in front of the warmth and security of a family she has loved and called her own for years, and will forever. She would marry her Leo.

Sighing happily to herself she wrapped the towel around her body and pushed the bathroom door open. Taking a quick couple steps to the living room, then over her shoulder to the kitchen she furrowed her brow. Peering quickly back to the television being on Myth Busters she smirked.

"Hi Licia." She called before walking over to the couch. The chocolate brown haired Pixi girl smiled as she pushed her cat eyed glasses up her face.

"Hi Will."

"Where's Le…"

"He went out, back home. Said he needed to get some things. He told me to tell you he'd be back here tonight to pick you up for Dinner at the lair tonight." She said all of this too fast and in a forced smile as if she was hiding something. Willow furrowed her brow for a moment.

"O-k-. She said slowly turning back to the hallway to gather some clothing. Coming back in a black thermal long sleeve shirt and pair of worn down jeans, pulling her wet hair into a messy bun on her head, she crossed her arms over her chest looking down at her best friend. "Anything else?" She asked, watching Felicia force herself to ignore the brunette standing, nearly tapping her foot in frustration.

"Uh… Raph walked me home last night!" She blurted out and then shifted in a small wince as if she was just struck in the back of the head. Mental she had been. With a sigh she slowly looked back towards her beaming with delight friend.

"And!?" She asked nearly bouncing over to the other side of the couch and sitting down.

"Well, he walked me home and, we, talked." She shrugged.

"About?"

"Um…Nothing really. He was apparently seeing his ex for something. He walked her home because she had an encounter on the street with a rapist, but she's fine I guess. Raph stopped them."

"Of course." Willow said proudly. "But, he stayed with her? That's weird."

"Yeah, said they were about to… Then I called." She shrugged again.

"About to…What?" Willow asked her honey eyes narrowing slightly as Felicia shrugged.

"He's an adult Will, you can't treat him as if he is a younger broth-"

"That's exactly how I am going to treat him!" She yelled out as Felicia sighed. "How stupid…! Ugh! I swear, that turtle thinks with one head and one head only!" She said shaking her head in disgust as Felicia sighed.

"Can I finish please?" She asked as Willow nodded trying to calm herself. "Thank you. So, he told me all of this because I asked. He seemed really distracted, almost down about something. He told me and then seemed fairly happy that it had been me to call. I can't really explain it." She shrugged trying to bite back a smile. "He just seemed happier at the notion of me calling and interrupting something so, wrong."

"So, then what?"

"He drank a beer, I asked him what he thought about Leo and Mikey and he said he thought it was retarded. He did say that Leo was wrong at first then I defended the fact of everything you've done for them and he said 'if anyone deserves it, it's Will'." She mocked in a deep, rough Brooklyn accent.

"That's it?"

"No, not really…" She smiled for a moment thinking of her bubble of happiness alone in her bed as realization fell over her. "I said that I agreed with him, on him not wanting to do it. I told him he didn't need to change himself." She shrugged. Willow's face slowly spread into a smile as Felicia's cheeks reddened.

"And…." She pushed as Felicia shook her head.

"Nothing, he got up and left. But, later when he did. I couldn't help but just feel…" She sighed for a moment. "Happy."

"Yeah, they leave you with this high. It's hard to come down." Willow smiled remembering her mixture of feelings for Leonardo.

"It's slightly disturbing." Felicia winced at the feeling of her heart soaring. Willow just chuckled.

"It'll pass."

"Do you think that, I mean, has Raph ever mentioned…"

"You?" Willow guessed as Felicia sighed, swallowing her nervous feelings and nodded.

"Ha, nah. He's most likely too scared. Gun shy with the whole Meredith thing. God, I can't believe that whore dragged him in again!" She growled.

"Again?" Felicia asked as Willow sighed sitting back on the couch and watching the show before her as an explosion went off.

"Almost two years ago now, Raph was pretty distressed about something. A losing fight with a bunch of Dragons, Casey got pretty beat."

"Yeah, I remember that…" Felicia said thinking back as Willow nodded.

"He was out searching for more to just demolish and came across Mere. It was raining, around October so it was freezing. Dumb bitch was wearing a tube-top dress and nothing over or under it. He carried her home and wrapped her up in some blankets. She begged and pleaded for him to stay and he gave in. He always gives into her for some reason." She sighed shaking her head before continuing. "She told him things would be different this time. Then, when her being drunk wore off and she woke up next to him she flipped. Threw him out and said if she ever sees him again she's gonna call the cops. That gave me half a mind to go over there and beat the ever livin' out of her. Leo stopped me, along with Splinter. Donnie explained that if one person in the whole City tried to explain to the police that there was a large mutant turtle raping her she'd be submitted." She chuckled as Felicia did too a bit, beside herself from the whole story. Her stomach slowly twisting in slight jealousy at the thought. "Last night she must have been shaken up and…"

"No, he mentioned she was drunk." She said softly as Willow snorted in response.

"Figures. Drunken whore."

"How did they meet?" Felicia asked, eager to figure out the whole reasoning why Raphael had such a connection with this woman in the first place.

"Oh, same crap different story." Willow shrugged. "'Oh please someone stop them, my purse!" Willow shrieked in a mock, scared girl's voice. "'I'll safe you ma'am.'" She said in a deeper Brooklyn accent. "'Here's your purse.' 'Oh thank you, thank you so much. Oh my you're different than any normal person I've encountered.' 'Yeah, I'm a turtle.' 'Oh how interesting will you be savor and lover until I get bored or extremely, death scared of the fact that I'm never going to live a normal life?' 'Sure!' End of story." Willow shrugged as she played out a small scene with different high and low voices. Felicia shook her head in a laugh.

"You should be submitted." Felicia said getting from the couch and walking to the kitchen for a snack.

"Whatevs, I just don't like bitches steppin' up on my turf." She said crossing her arms over her chest as she sat, her legs crossed sitting 'Indian style' on the couch. Felicia snorted back a laugh, walking to the couch with a soda and Poptart in hand.

"They're not just your pets." Felicia said as Willow's mouth dropped open.

"They're not pets! I don't think of them like that! More brothers. I'm being protective!"

"Sounds like you're being aggressively dominate."

"I'm the female in the pact, isn't that what I'm supposed to do?"

"Wasn't April there before you?"

"Yeah, but she has Casey. She's not exactly in love with one of them."

"Still, she believes them to be like her brothers." Felicia shrugged. "Perhaps you should let her take the sisterly mode for once. Ease back. I mean, Raphie is a big boy, he can learn from his mistakes. He's not stupid, I'm sure he realized what he did last night, or at least what he was about to do was ridiculously stupid. And, if another girl comes along you can't automatically think that they're just going to freak out down the road and leave. You didn't." Felicia said her voice slowly breaking at the end as Willow eyed her carefully.

"Yeah, but I'm different." She shrugged.

"Well, maybe someone that comes along for one of them will be just as different and just as understanding." Felicia said, trying to make herself sound stern as Willow chuckled a little.

"Maybe."