Summary: Leonardo does not believe he is capable of being loved, given how he looks. Amal doesn't believe so. And wants to make him understand that he, as well as his brothers, will one day find love.

Rating || Genres || Warnings: No rating just a general. Slight Romance. Fluff. No warnings.

A/N: Yay! My first Imagine here! I hope everyone reading it likes it! I just want to try out how things go. This song from The Hunchback of Notre Dame came on and I just couldn't help but associate it with the Turtles, specifically Leonardo. I'm not really picking a Verse for when it comes to TMNT, because I love all versions of them:3 And leave a review telling me what you think! Enjoy!

What day went by when siblings did not argue amongst themselves? The Turtles may be mutants but it didn't stop them arguing with each other. At least three of them were doing so at the moment.

"Amal said not to play it!" Donnie's voice was a little stern as he spoke the words, glaring at his other two brothers. Raph snorted.

"Yeah well, since when have we listened to Amal?" He crossed his arms over his plastron. Mikey smacked his lips, tilting his head as he hummed in thought.

"Since the time we accidentally knocked her out in the process of saving her!"

Silence followed his words, as all three brother cringed at the embarrassing first encounter they had with the girl.

"...Well I know it wasn't me that did that." Raph was quick to declare, having made the argument before. Donnie rolled his eyes as he briefly looked away from his computer screen to give his brother a look.

"We don't know who it was. And I would prefer it stay that way. We wouldn't hear the end of it if she found out which one of us did that." He added the last part in a small grumble, knowing how persistent the girl could get. He shivered at the very thought. Mikey nodded in agreement as Raph scowled.

"I still stand by the fact that it was Mikey." He muttered under his breath, earning a cry of indignation from his younger brother.

Leonardo, the only brother not participating in the argument, glanced up from his shell phone. He had been informing the girl of his brother's arguments. "She says we can play it." He called out to Donnie. Mikey let out a silent yes, wanting his curiosity to be satisfied, while Donnie quickly punched a few commands into the computer to play the audio.

"Hope it isn't that infernal music she listens to all the time." Raph muttered, recalling when Amal had made them listen to some operatic piece because she claimed that they needed a little but of culture in them. Leonardo smirked slightly at his annoyed brother, having enjoyed how much it had irked Raphael.

The song began as soon as Donnie pressed play. It was soft. Not at all like the music any of them listened to. And yet Amal always told them to focus on the lyrics, even if you didn't understand them. And so the brothers, standing around Donnie's work space, listened attentively. The lyrics made Leonardo frown a little, a suspicion forming in his mind as to why Amal would want them to listen to this particular song. It had barely ended when he heard Amal approaching them from the Lair's entrance.

"Oh good! You listened to it already! What did you think?" She questioned, depositing her gym bag on a nearby couch and removing her jacket. Leo turned where he stood, his heart doing a little lurch when he saw her. It had been doing that for awhile now, and was something he considered normal. Her gaze was open and eager to hear what they had to say about the song, which made him pause for a brief second.

"Well you know me Amal. I prefer figuring out how a toaster works rather then understand the deep meaning behind a song." Donnie joked, earning an eyeroll from the human. Mikey had already bounded his way towards the girl and slung an arm around her shoulders.

"Sweet choice as always Amal. It was amazing. Mesmerizing. Fascinating. Hypnotizing." Raph cut him off.

"And we have no idea why you made us listen to it. Usually you have a reason." Mikey nodded, looking a little bummed. "Yeah dudette. No idea."

Amal chuckled lightly, opening her mouth to speak when Leonardo's hand on her shoulder stopped her. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" Curious the girl nodded.

"You keep listening to that track. If you figure out the reason, I'll order pizza!" The bribe made them a little more eager as they turned to the screen once more, Donnie already hitting play.

She quickly followed after the leader, singing the song softly under her breath as she came to stand in front of him, mirroring his stance as she looked up at him. She had to look up, he was a lot taller then she.

"Is this because of the conversation we had a few days ago?" Leo asked, not bothering to beat about the bush. Amal shrugged. "I guess you can say its one of the reasons."

Leonardo sighed, his shoulders dropping as his posture relaxed and he gave Amal a resigned look. "And I told you to drop it."

A week or so ago Leonardo had dropped by Amal's place for one of their routine hang outs. Just the two of them. It was nice to just chat without the chaos of his brothers around. They'd been sitting on her darkened balcony when she had caught sight of a couple having a romantic dinner on their own balcony. With candles and flowers and champagne and music. While she had cooed over the romance of it all, Leonardo had scowled and been indifferent about it. She had been curious. And was enough of a nosy and persistent person to finally get it out of him.

Leonardo did not believe in romance. Oh he believed in love alright. He loved his family after all. But that was familial love. The kind of love the couple on the balcony had? That was something neither he nor his brothers could ever experience. Amal had protested, saying they were all some of the best people she knew. And Leonardo had looked at her, long and hard and so sad that words died on her lips.

What he said next felt like a punch to her heart.

"And who would love someone who looks like us? Who looks like me?"

Even now, standing in front of him, tears burned behind her eyes, but she blinked them back and reached out to lay a gentle hand on his forearm. Feeling the rough skin under her own smooth fingers, Amal smiled gently.

"Leo. If April, Casey and I can accept you guys as you are, who's to say someone else won't? Believe me when I say there is someone out there, who, I am dubbing an Angel, will accept you for you and love you for you." Her heart doubled in speed as she spoke, pouring every bit of conviction she could into her words. "Green skin and shell and all." She added with a teasing smile.

Leonardo continued to look at her, with an intensity that had her biting her lower lip nervously. Her heart raced in her ears, and she feared he could pick up the sound with his ninja skills. What she wasn't aware of was the war raging within him as he wandered if he was perhaps beginning to see his friend in a whole new light. Finally, he broke their gaze and looked to where her hand rested on his arm, covering it with his own hand and giving it a squeeze. He didn't need to say anything, Amal understood. "You're welcome."

With one last smile she slipped from his grasp and walked over to the other three brothers, who were now arguing about their ideas, each claiming he was right.

Leonardo stood where he was, watching her walk with the grace of the dancer that she was, silently wandering if perhaps she was the Angel she had just spoken of.

But then that would be too easy.

And life was never easy.