~Gi~

The outfit she chose for her first training session was ridiculously inappropriate, to her brother's eyes. Bulky sweats and a too-tight tank top. The Master didn't say a word, just motioned her to the tatami mat, teaching her the pose for meditation.

When she started on katas, he'd watched, smirking. Her right foot caught in the fabric of the left leg, and at one point the entire tank top shifted sideways as she stretched. He'd turned away then, as the slip revealed more than even he was comfortable with.

The others were too conscience of the female taboos concerning clothing to broach the subject of appropriate dojo uniform etiquette. He realized that if anyone was going to do anything about the awkward situation, it would be him. He left the gi on her bed one afternoon, never mentioning the purchase to anyone except the Genius, whom he'd consulted because of his keen eye for her size.

She didn't mention the gift, but wore it to her next session. She perfected the kata, and, after Splinter had dismissed her, sought him out. He scowled, embarrassed, but she bowed, and when she straightened to look at him, he couldn't help but smile.


A/N: I've done a little editing... The early reviewers assumed it was Splinter who got April the new uniform... Hopefully the changes will clarify and the clues will come through stronger as to the identity of the giver.

I don't know why I like writing him interacting with April so much... It's such a nice sibling-type bond, and it's fun to write. :)