Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: "A Very Turtle Christmas!!"

Author: Marsha Walters

Disclaimers: I do not own any of the original TMNT characters. Lori and Hari belong to my friend, ChibiJaime.

Claimers: I do own this story, myself, Shauna and Ukiyo(Means: 'Life' in Japanese)

A/N: "."-means dream mode. You guys are very lucky I have Tuesdays and Wednesdays off from Work...I'll be uploading chapter after chapter now...so, be happy o. I'm just kidding...but, seriously, I will be uploading more than one chapter a day now...oh, and I almost forgot: pats LenniluvsBrian comfortingly and hands over some tissues.

Chapter 6

So, only Leo, Marsha, Don, Lori and Mikey were left at the Lair. Splinter had taken refuge in his chambers, while Don locked himself in his room. Lori had decided to stay with the guys for a while, hoping to cheer Mike up some.

Leo layed on his side of the bed and stared at Marsha who was now sleeping somewhat peacefully beside him. She had been awake half the night, still crying over the news and like he was told to, Leo had comforted her. He sighed and sat up, resting a three-fingered hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Marsha..."

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She felt something warm rest on her left shoulder as she walked around in this cold, dark world they called "Dream World". She looked around when she heard Leo's voice. "Leo? Where are you?" Her voice came out worried, almost frightened.

The sky had changed from blue to a deathly blackish color. "Leonardo isn't here right now, can I take a message?" an eerily familiar voice crooned.

Her eyes widened as she saw Shredder's face appear in the sky. "The Rat is dying? How sweet...feels just like yesterday when I ordered my Foot Ninja's to kill YOUR parents!"

Her hands were balled into tight fists. "Shut-up..." she murmured, fighting back the tears.

"What? Can't even defend yourself? You have to rely on that wimpy 'Leader' of the Turtles?"

His mocking voice angered her. Furious tears streamed down her face as she glared at him. "I SAID SHUT-UP!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" her voice echoed through the darkness and the Shredder's image disappeared.

In it's place took the images of the fight scene between The Elite Foot and Leonardo...just before he had been seriously wounded. She watched the scene in horror. "L-Leo..."

"Face it, he's a weakling! Come back to me, Marsha. You have no other choice."

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Leo watched her as she slept. "No...no..." she murmured as tears began to fall from her eyes. "Leo...please...no...leave him alone..."

His eyes narrowed slightly. "Marsha? on, wake up..."

Slowly, her eyes opened and she stared at him. She blinked a few times, vision blurred from crying in her sleep. A smile appeared on her face and relief filled her as she realized it was all just a dream. "Leo..." She slowly sat up, facing him.

"What did you dream about?" he asked, concern in his voice.

Marsha frowned at his question. "Shredder...he came into my dreams..."

Leo held her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her. "Don't worry, we'll protect you from him."

"Leo...I saw it..."

He tilted his head in confusion. "Saw what?"

"I saw the whole incident between you and the Elite Foot...How they injured you..."

He closed his eyes tightly. It's bad enough Sensei's leaving us...why did Shredder have to do that to her? He asked himself. "Marsha, don't worry about that...it happened in the past," he whispered.

Lori glanced up when she saw Mike coming out of his room, looking crestfallen. "Hey, Bambino..." she slightly smiled.

"Hey, Lori..." he let out a sigh and sat down on the couch.

It was silent for a few minutes before Lori stood up. "I'm going to check on Don," she announced. Mike just nodded.

She shook her head and left the room. "Don? Hey, you awake?" She asked, poking her head into his room.

He was awake all right. He was sitting at his desk, staring at his laptop. Lori crept closer and stared at Don. He has been awake since last night?! Her mind shrieked. "Don...you need to get some rest, please," she urged gently.

"S-Sensei..." he murmured.

Lori shook her head, placing a comforting arm around his shoulders. "Don, everything's going to be fine...please, get some rest?"

Donatello stared at Lori as though he had just awaken from a trance. "Lori...this isn't some stupid joke Leo's playing to pay us back for all the times we didn't listen to him, is it?" he asked, quietly, almost bitterly.

Lori shook her head. "Sorry, Don-san..."

Don closed his eyes, fighting back tears. "I need to be alone, Lori..."

The Italian nodded and left, closing the door behind her. The brainy turtle stood up, made his way to his bed and buried his face into the pillow.

Mike glanced up when Lori returned. "So...how's Don?" He asked, quietly.

"He's sleeping right now...I feel so horrible..."

"I'm sorry, dudette."

She glanced up at the orange-clad turtle to see him slightly smiling, which cheered her up a bit. "Someone's feeling a little better," she teased slightly.

"Face it! He's a weakling! Come back to me, Marsha. You have no other choice." Shredder's words echoed inside her mind.

He's not a weakling...I will NEVER go back to you! She growled slightly. Leo raised an eyebrow as he heard her growl. "Marsha? What is it?" he asked gently.

"Shredder...I can't shake what he said about you," she mumbled.

"And what did he say?"

"That you're a weakling..."

That angered Leonardo now. "Marsha...did he tell you anything else?" He asked, trying to keep his cool.

"Just that I should go back and rejoin him, but he knows I won't," she whispered.

She reached up and pressed her lips against his in a passionate manner. He was a bit surprised at first, yet gave in easily.

Is this right? Should we be doing this? Was the thought currently running through both of their minds as they held onto each other.

Note: Okay, I'm gonna leave this here...for obvious reasons...heheh...more coming shortly! Keep up the reviews! .