A/N: Thank you all soooo much for the love on the last chapter! Now without further ado, I know some of you are interested in knowing what exactly has been happening with a certain duo, well the wait is no more! The fated confrontation is finally here! Enjoy. . .

Katsumi watched eagerly as she saw Donatello's body be carried away by his brothers to the underground world. Finally, after all this time he would be back home and hopefully safe in the comforts of his own home. Where his brothers would prove Osamu wrong. That they weren't a threat to Donnie's safety and they could all heal from this experience together as well as past ones. They would all get the happiness Katsumi knew they each deserved.

She leaned on her leg heavily. Osamu had given her more than just a shoulder injury. She gazed down at herself. Her clothes were torn, strings hung loose, drenched in blood. All she had was a small bandage that barely kept the blood at bay. Her hair was in knots, no longer being held in the braids she usually wore. Her breath was raspy and heavy. Her heart felt it was starting to come down from an adrenaline rush. But, from the sounds she heard below, she knew it wouldn't be long for her heart to spike again.

"Where are they?! WHERE'S DONATELLO?" Osamu shouted from the floor below, his voice echoing throughout the building. Katsumi stayed put. She would make sure they all were able to flee underground before even giving Osamu a clue as to which direction they went.

That wasn't all. As she breathed, she found her thoughts focusing on the night this all started. She remembered how stupidly she had followed Osamu's corrupt directions. How foolishly naive she had been to think all of this would lead up to something good.

No more. This fight was a long time coming and Katsumi was standing her ground. This wasn't just for Donatello's freedom, his safety nor for his brothers' hunger for revenge. This was something between old friends that had drifted apart in unspeakable ways. This was for her. Katsumi turned to her room, drawing a tanto blade from her nightstand quickly. She resumed her spot in the middle of the hallway, awaiting for Osamu to reach the floor. With her blade drawn, Katsumi held a firm stance. She was ready to face her own demons she had ignored. Ones that she had refused to ignore. No more.

Her breath seemed to be the only thing she could hear. Her own sense of calm before the storm.

Osamu hastily ran, taking a sharp turn but stopping suddenly at the sight of Katsumi. His voice felt like it was stuck in his throat. His feet were heavy weights, not granting him the slightest access to move. Time was once again frozen, as it had that effect as of late.

The individuals could do nothing else in the moment except face each other silently. Each was filled with a strong sense of emotion that they couldn't process. Nostalgia? Deja vu? A mix? Like a movie, their lives played in front of their eyes. They stared intently, one hoping for an explanation, the other needing answers. But all they could do in the moment was watch as their memories flew by without remorse. There was no holding back.

Katsumi, looking into Osamu's eyes, could remember so clearly the first time they had met. Back in their small village that was hardly talked about. A quiet little hometown that was able to provide for itself and didn't need to rely on bigger profits. It was peaceful, it moved like a steady stream and that was how everyone liked it.

She was just a small child, looking to make friends. He was a lucky boy, who wanted to share all he had with the world. Were they really so naive back then? Did they truly believe their lives would end for the greater good?

Katsumi remembered so many memories of playing in the garden. She and Osamu acted as if there was nothing else in the world to think about then their little game. It wasn't until they both started learning ninjutsu that they knew there was more awaiting them in the world. They would make small pacts with each other. It started off small, 'I won't tell anyone this secret' or 'please don't replace me' yet it slowly cascaded into much more.

"I need you to create this clan for me"

"I need you to trust me on this"

"I need you to risk everything"

She did. She followed through, with the knowledge that they would all lead up to something good. She made her big decisions in life, calculating them, making sure the odds would always be in her favor.

She did everything. And this was all that was given to her as her reward. The truth. That the person standing in front of her was no friend, maybe in another life he was, but as Katsumi hatefully glared, she could see the reality.

Osamu had let himself down this road. He was the one that chose to become corrupt. He was the one that chose to follow in the Shredder's footsteps. As Katsumi raised her weapon, she felt a tear fall from her eye, and then another. Somehow, she knew this would eventually happen. Whether or not Donatello was brought into the equation, ever since Osamu came back from his time in the Foot, she knew deep down he would become something like this. Now she was faced with yet another choice. One that Osamu was now faced with as well. Fate was now up to whoever acted first.

Osamu pulled, and raised his sword. "I knew you would betray me."

"From the moment you held no mercy, I knew there was no other choice."

"Katsumi, it doesn't have to be like this. Lay down your weapon and-"

"And what? Go back to blindly supporting you?" Katsumi replied, keeping her weapon in a firm grip.

"If that's what you call it, then yes. I'll forgive you for letting Donatello go. We can hunt him down again and journey back to Japan to focus on the clan and making it stronger. We can continue taking in the lost souls of the innocent and give them the life that was stolen from us." Osamu said, drawing closer.

"This isn't about the clan anymore Osamu! It's not even about Donatello. You've made this, our life's goal into something about petty revenge and retribution. You threw all of our goal's out the window when you continually deceived and manipulated the so-called lost soul you wanted to bring into the clan."

"Is that what you truly believe? That I care nothing of my clan anymore? Only focusing on worthless acts like Saki?"

"Yes! Because you don't! You treat everyone as if they're at their disposal. Like their one goal in life is to serve you. You've shown everyone in my clan that you're no different from the man they ran away from!"

"Your clan? You dare call this your clan?"

"I put my blood and sweat into making the clan for you Osamu! While you were away, I did everything for you. I found the best team of ninjas, I trained them, I was the one to teach them. Then you came in and treated them like mercenaries! You saw them as only an object to gain what you truly wanted. Power, control, influence over someone who reminded you of yourself."

"The only reason you created this clan was because I asked you to! Did I not shower with you with my thanks and appreciation? I knew I could count on you to get the job done because we wanted the same thing. To create a clan of honor and-"

"That changed when you no longer stood for honor! Your values were made clear with each time you hurt and manipulated both me and Donnie."

"I had to hurt him so he could see his corrupt family!"

"You were the one to make them look corrupt. You made the smallest altercations to memories to hit him emotionally harder. You knew you could count on his nightmares to fill in gaps. You showed him lies of corruption while you fell down the same path. You accused his brothers of what you did to him!"

Katsumi backed up as Osamu got closer. From her vantage point, she could clearly see the way his face was in a snarl. How his muscles tightened, his stance becoming more shaky as rage filled his body.

"So, this is it how it all ends? One of us takes the other one down."

"It doesn't have to. Just let go, Osamu. Let go of this obsession of power. Let Donatello live his life with his family. Forget about the Hamato Clan. Please, be the friend you once were before Shredder turned you. Be the friend I know you as and let everything go."

"You don't understand anything, Katsumi! You have no knowledge of the things I've endured. The lesson that there's only one way to reach the top. Through manipulation, lies, 'corruption'. Seeing firsthand that survival of the fittest is only won by clawing your way through all obstacles. That's what I learned. To bring my clan up into the world, I couldn't be some naive little boy who thought being honorable was the only way to gain power. I've changed the Bushi Clan for the better. Everything I was doing was for the best of our lives' work. And if you're saying that was all for nothing, then I guess there is only one final resort." Osamu said, taking his stance.

"Then I guess that settles it." Katsumi said, preparing her legs for a jump. "You really are what you always feared to become."

With a yell of anger, Katsumi jumped off her legs, her tanto striking Osamu's armor sharply, leaving a vulnerable dent in its place.

With a yell, Osamu turned to where Katsumi had landed. With a strike, he brought his sword down, barely missing her as she dodged out of the way. He charged once again, taking an abdomen slash across her waist.

The katana managed to reach the surface of her skin, creating a steady stream of blood to flow down her body. Katsumi seethed but the pain quickly died away as her adrenaline took over, numbing the aches and pains her body warned her of.

She didn't have much time to process everything as Osamu came back at her again with an upward cut. She quickly moved her tanto to block the strike and redirected the pointed edge of the blade.

"I supported you through everything Osamu!" Katsumi yelled. She dodged another strike by ducking and sweeping Osamu's legs. The move left him dazed for a couple seconds, giving her a moment to create a bigger space in between them.

With the injuries she had, she knew she needed to find the upper hand. With her injuries, and her adrenaline soon to wear off, she had to act fast and hope Osamu wasn't faster.

Looking up at the ceiling, she saw nearby rafters she could hide up in. If she hid herself long enough in the shadows, Osamu would come searching and there she could use the excess darkness to her advantage and make a calculated strike. All she had to do was lure Osamu up there without him seeing past her plan.

"I supported you when you first wanted to capture Donatello. When you wanted to do it when he was alone with Leonardo."

Osamu pulled himself off the floor, the daze had worn off and he had found his grip on his weapon again. He said nothing as he focused on Katsumi.

"I supported you when you first told me about the breaking. I was so hesitant but then you gave me this whole meaningful speech about why I'm important to you and why I am valued. Did that mean anything? Or was it just another one of your manipulation ploys?"

"A little bit of both." Osamu said with a smug. "You are right in assuming Donatello wasn't the only one I manipulated. But it didn't change the fact that I still saw you as a friend."

"Friends don't manipulate each other Osamu! You told me this would have no effect on you. That you would bring Donnie home if he wanted to come back! You were so willing to drop the plan before you realized how much you liked controlling someone else's emotions and manipulating them."

"Alright, fine, I admit it! I enjoyed torturing him. I enjoyed seeing the last shred of innocence leave someone else's eyes in the way others enjoyed seeing it leave mine. I enjoyed lying to him about the family that was spending hours looking for him and telling him that they would never come for him at all. It took away the pain from when I was told endlessly I would never have a life away from the Foot.

"So yes, I did enjoy Donatello's endless suffering because it wasn't me. I was on the other side. I was in control of the situation and whatever I wanted to happen did. You never realize how good that feeling is when it's happened to you for ten years, Katsumi. Donatello only had to face my wrath for two months. I had to face it for TEN YEARS."

Osamu suddenly charged again, as if he was preparing for the final strike.

Katsumi yelped and quickly flipped over his head, landing sharply on her injured leg. With a cry of pain, she dodged another fatal strike Osamu had attempted.

"I did everything you wanted me to. I said nothing when you asked me too. I confronted Donatello as a tactic of manipulation despite my feelings of actually wanting to protect him. I did nothing when you put him in a tank and forced him to choose to wait for death or give up so you could manipulate him further.

"I supported you when you gave him the new outfit. When you came to me bragging about acquiring his mask and how you would show it off to his brothers. When you told me Donnie wouldn't be wearing anything as we flew back into the city so his family wouldn't suspect his betrayal. When you told me to never speak of Japan and to always make sure he knew we were in the city.

"I supported you not wanting to help Donatello when his brothers came. How you wanted them to prove the points you have made instead of caring for Donnie's mental state first. But when you were ready to break your word to me and force him into going to Japan for the second time, where I know you surely would've ended his life, that's when I knew I couldn't. Congratulations Osamu, you lost your only support system and your only friend due to your sickening decisions." Katsumi said, all the while dodging and trying to make her own attacks directed at Osamu.

She kept her eyes focused on Osamu while trying to move toward the rafters. She wanted it to seem like going up there would be her only option left and not a small plan. She made herself look out of breath and forced some parts of her body to look like they were shaking.

"Tired already, are we?" Osamu joked as he planted a kick in her ribs. It caused her to nearly fall, but she kept her ground. She tucked her blade into its sheath before landing her kick on Osamu. He nearly dodged, but wasn't able to escape the full force of the kick in time. He fell to the floor in an angry rage.

Katsumi breathed and ran for the nearby ladder that led to the rafters above. She used all her upper body strength to climb, not focusing on what was behind her.

As she climbed in a daze, her mind began to wonder.

"Come on Katsumi, I'm clearly faster than you."

"Oh really? Is it because I'm a girl?"

"Maybe, haha."

"Then why don't ya prove it, big shot."

"Katsumi, do you want to travel someday?

"Sure, I hear southern Japan is pretty this time of year."

"No! I mean like, another country."

"You're so weird."

"Our home is gone. We have nothing to go back to."

"I'm so sorry Katsumi, I never would have thought Orouku Saki would. . ."

"I'll do it."

"Do what?"

"You asked me to help build you a clan and I'll do it, we'll do it. We'll make the greatest clan and take down Shredder once and for all."

They truly were so young and naive. They believed that after ten years they wouldn't be any different from when they had departed. They truly believed everything would stay the same.

As Katsumi was just about to reach the rafters, she felt a deep pain in the same shoulder of her previous injury. Looking over, she noticed that Osamu's blade was once again sticking out, tearing the bandages and skin underneath. More blood splattered and Katsumi could feel the blood loss catch up with her. Looking behind her, she saw how Osamu was right underneath her, showing not even a shred of remorse.

Her fingers let go of the ladder and for a moment, she feared she would fall to her death. Much to her surprise, Osamu had caught her before she could start her descent. He kept a firm hold of her as he climbed down the ladder. Once they reached the bottom, Osamu dropped Katsumi like she was nothing but a rag doll.

"S-so, what are you going to do n-now? Kill me?" Katsumi uttered as her vision started to darken.

"No, killing you is too easy. I want you to watch as Donatello is once again in my grasp. Then I might kill you."

"You're stupid to believe he'll come back to you. He's with his family now. He's smart. He'll figure out the truth."

"Perhaps, but there's something that I think no one else realizes, not even Donatello."

"Oh?"

"Donatello has made the choice to go forth with his family. Sure, in the beginning things may be a little awkward, but slowly they'll start to rekindle their brotherhood. But I know Donatello's mind. I know what I've created in that magnificent brain of his."

"And what's that?"

"The moment his brothers do something, one small thing that sets Donatello off into a panicked state, he'll forgo them and run to the one place he knows offers a sense of safety."

Katsumi's eyes went wide. "He'll come back here. . .for me. . ."

"And I'll be here, waiting for him. . ."

A/N: Muahahahah, face the wrath of. . .foreshadowing? Perhaps ;)

On a side note, I really hope you guys did enjoy this chapter, this one especially means a lot to me with it being centered around the main conflict between Osamu and Katsumi, so yeah! Lmk what you think about it and your predictions for what's coming up next!