I don't own the right to TMNT, but do to the other characters.

Leo is 16
Raph is 15
Don is 14
and Mikey is 13

Amanda is 16

It was nine on a rainy evening. Raphael sat on a rooftop watching the city below, not caring about the rain. An image of a girl flashed in his mind. Blonde, beautiful, heart-shaped face, with piercing emerald eyes, Raph hadn't been able to stop thinking of her since he'd seen her coming out of the movies a few hours before. He'd been about to go in and had quickly pulled down his fedora and hunched his shoulders, so that nobody saw through the disguise. She wasn't looking where she was going and collided with him. Her sharp green eyes had flashed and she'd said, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Excuse m-me," he'd stuttered, looking up, forgetting he was trying not to get noticed. His golden eyes met her green ones. His heart flipped as he stared at her gorgeous face. She did the same, but her expression was one of disgust. "Ugh. What is that? You're wearing a costume? Jeez, this city has some weirdoes. And why are you staring at me? Stop it, freak."
"I ain't a freak," Raphael growled. "And ya owe me an apology. Ya bumped in ta me."
"Did you just growl at me? Well, whatever. I got to go. Bye, freak."
And with that, she was headed out the door. Raphael had watched her leave, followed her and seen her enter a restaurant. He'd gazed through the window and seen her sit down at a table with a bunch of people. Probably her friends, he'd thought. And that guy with his arm around her is probably her boyfriend. A twinge of jealousy ran through him. Like I'd have a chance with her anyway, he'd rationalized. She'd never date a mutant like me. I should get home.

His T-phone had rung. "Leo, can't talk now," he snapped.
"It's raining, Raph, and the guys and I have movies and pizza. You coming home now?"
'No. Expect me when ya see me."
Raphael had disconnected the phone and resumed gazing at the girl. She is stunning. Wow. Like a model. I should go home, but I want ta see her again. He'd reluctantly left and climbed onto the restaurant roof. From there he could watch when she left the restaurant without himself being noticed. I wonder what it's like ta be free, ta be able ta do what ya want whenever ya want. I wish I could have that kinda life.

An hour later, he saw the girl come out and wave goodbye to her friends. Then she walked down the street. Raphael hopped off the roof and shadowed her. The girl was talking on her phone and was unaware that two thugs were close behind her. The one goon pointed at her as if to say sitting duck. His friend nodded. The men pounced on her, one putting a knife to her throat. The girl tried to break free, but the other man held on to her tightly. Raphael's blood started to boil, as he listened to the girl's terrified shrieks. He leapt out of the shadows, grabbing his sai out of his belt. "Leave her alone," Raphael snarled. The punks looked at him and laughed. "What is this? Freak night?" Raphael stepped closer. The streetlamp's light lit up his reptilian features and the men chuckled. "Halloween come early?" one said, sniggering. The girl screamed when she saw Raphael's face and fainted in her attacker's arms. He dropped her to the ground. Then he and his friend tried to stare Raphael down. "I said leave her alone," Raphael said, baring his teeth. "What are you?" one of the men said.

"Yer worst nightmare," Raphael snapped. "Ya better run if ya know what's good for ya."

"I'm not afraid," the other man said, lunging at Raphael, who stepped aside and the man crashed into the wall and slumped to the ground. "Ya want ta try?" Raphael demanded, looking at the fallen man's pal.
"Sure," the man said, leaping at Raphael, who was far quicker and who soon had the man pinned to the ground, one of his sai at the man's throat. The man stared up at him fearfully. "Please don't hurt me," he begged.
Raphael pressed his sai into the man's neck and growled, "Ya ever try ta hurt anyone again, I'll kill ya. And I ain't a freak. Ya got that?"
The man nodded dumbly as a trickle of blood ran down his neck.

Raphael went over to where the unconscious girl lay, swooped her and her purse up into his strong arms and headed home, leaping along the rooftops. I know it's nuts ta take her home, but I can't just leave her there.