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Chapter Two – The Date

Opening my eyes slightly, I started to get up. I sat up, stretched, and yawned, 'I think that's the most and best sleep I've had in a long time.'
I swung my legs off of the bed, stepping lightly onto the cold floor, I walked to the door, opened it, and peered out.

Yelling was heard, I smiled, 'they're practicing'.

Practically skipping, I 'skipped' over to the assumed dojo and peered inside.

I saw Master Splinter off to the side, looking more a coach than anything, and two of the turtles, Leo and Mikey, were sitting to the side watching their brothers, Donnie and Raph, spar. It was awesome! I had never seen anything like it before! I've watched a Martial Arts class before, but they were lame and boring compared to this! Raph of course was ferocious, and was attacking Donnie with all of his strength. Donnie was effectively blocking his attacks, and making some of his own. I gasped when Raph kicked Donnie in the stomach, and swiped his legs out from under him, then he jumped on top of Don and clamped his hand on Donnie's throat for a killing stroke.

"Good Raphael, Leonardo, Michelangelo spar, and then we are done with training. Raphael, Donatello, you can leave.

They both were exhausted, but Raph tried not to show it, although Donnie didn't really care.

"Hey Donnie!" I called.

Don looked up and smiled, "hey, um I'm going to get in the shower real quick…" Don glanced over at the bathroom and scowled, Raph had just gone inside. "That hothead! It was supposed to be my turn today!"

"Your turn for what?" I asked grinning.

"My turn to be first in the shower." Don pouted.

I laughed, "it's just a shower!" But then I realized how bad men really need showers, for a sickening stench wafted up through my nose. I scrunched up my nose and pushed Don away laughing, "Geez you stink!"

"Hey! It's not my fault!" Don laughed grabbed me, and picked me up again for the third time. "You'll just have to deal with it!"

I started to screech, "Hey! That's not fair, you stink! Ew! Get away from me! You're all sweaty!"

Don just laughed and carried me to the couch. The couch still had pillows and blankets on it, Donnie jumped over the couch and plopped down on it. Thinking that he was going to set me down beside him, I stayed calm. But when he didn't, I started to squirm like no other.

His arms tightened around my waist, pressing me up against him, "I'm not going to let you go if you keep squirming like that." Don stated.

I pouted and folded my arms defiantly.

"That's better", Don said, and let go with one arm to grab the remote, but still holding on to me with one strong arm, which is more than enough. After turning on the TV, and flipping to the Discovery Channel, Don wrapped his arm around my waist again, and leaned back against the couch.

My actions may say 'I want to get away!", but my thoughts are freaking out, 'oh my gosh! I'm right up against him! I want to stay right here forever!' I sighed contentedly and comfortably leaned back against him.

"Awwww, look at the cute couple," Mikey teased, having walked over to us from the dojo.

I looked over at him and he wiggled his eyebrows, I rolled my eyes, "he won't let me go," I tugged at Don's arms to prove my point.

"She called me stinky," Donnie whined.

"That's because you are Donnie boy." Mikey quipped.

Don scowled, and I grinned, "see, I was only stating the truth!"

Mikey left still grinning, and saying that he was going to fry some eggs.

Don loosened his hold on me so I could get off. But I didn't want to, so I just stayed there.

Donnie turned his neck and head to look at me, "you know, I'm not holding you captive anymore."

I smiled, "I know," I leaned back, and snuggled up to him. "but you still stink, and when Raph comes out of the shower, you are going to go right in!"

Don chuckled, and rested his head on my shoulder, and watched the Discovery Channel.

'This is the best!'

I had started to doze off in Donnie's gentle arms, but I heard soft foot steps approaching that didn't sound anything like his brothers. I opened one eye, and was startled to see Splinter standing right in front of us. I was so startled, that I screamed and fell off of Donnie's lap. This woke up Donnie, who had been sleeping peacefully.

"What! Where? What's going on?" Donnie asked frantically looking around.

"Donatello, what is the meaning of this?" Master Splinter asked.

"Uh…" Don stuttered.

I stood up and brushed myself off, "Master Splinter, this is not what it looks like! After Donnie and Raph came out of the dojo, I teasingly insulted Donnie by calling him stinky. Donnie teased me back by holding me hostage and I guess we fell asleep" I defended.

Splinter raised an eyebrow and turned to Don "Is this true Donatello?"

Donnie nodded.

"After breakfast you will do twenty flips."

Don nodded again and then bowed.

My eyes widened, "what?"

Splinter turned to me, "what is it my child?"

"Why is Donnie getting punished?"

"For teasing our guest, that is not a very good host my child."

"We were just teasing each other! If anything I should be getting punished, for I started it!"

"Donatello knows better than to keep it going, we will not talk on this matter any further." Splinter slapped his tail on the ground in finality and walked away.

I started to go after him, but a strong hand was placed on my shoulder and held me back.

"Kristy, just leave it." Don whispered into my ear. I shivered as his warm breath tickled my ear and cheek.

I spun around," Did you just hear what he said? He said you know better, so does that mean I don't?"

Don chuckled, "you're taking things too seriously, he probably didn't mean it like that."

"So.." my stomach rumbled, "let's go get breakfast, I'm starving!" I grabbed Don's hand and led him swiftly to the kitchen.

Mikey had just gotten done with the eggs when we arrived. For some odd reason, he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Why so happy, Mike?" Don asked while pulling out a chair at the table for me.

Muttering a quiet thanks, I sat down, and waited for Mikey's answer.

"I flipped the eggs this time! I didn't have to scramble them!" He exclaimed.

Don sat down next to me, "great job Mikey."

Mikey scowled, "aren't you proud of me?"

Donnie smiled, "of course I'm proud of you!"

Mikey grinned and set a plate of non-scrambled eggs down in front of us each.

"Thanks Mike!" I grinned.

He nudged me and whispered into my ear, "been having fun with Donnie boy have you?"

I rolled my eyes, and whispered back, "I should have never told you."

Don was staring at us with as weird look on his face.
"What?" I asked smiling.

He shook his head and went back to eating his eggs quickly, after he was finished, he stood up and left to probably go do his flips.

I stuffed the rest of my eggs into my mouth, quickly I stood up and followed him.

Seeing him walk into the dojo with Master Splinter, I followed them and watched as Don gracefully completed his twenty flips. I sighed and leaned against the doorway, 'oh man, I have fallen so hard for him!'

Don finally finished and bowed to Master Splinter. Don and Splinter talked a little and then Splinter said something that I couldn't quite make out, but it made Donnie go beet red. Master Splinter patted him on his shell, permitting him to go.

Donnie came out all sweaty again, I scrunched up my nose and pointed to the bathroom, "Raph's been out for a while, you stink, get your shell over there!"

Don rolled his eyes, but made his way to the bathroom.

I sighed and smiled as I watched him go. 'I need to tell him, soon'

A furry hand was placed on my shoulder, I turned to face a smiling Splinter, "may I talk to you, Kristina?"

I nodded, "sure, I'm surprised you know my full name" I said as I walked with him to his 'room'.

"I guessed," Splinter looked over at me and grinned.

I chuckled.

We entered his room and sat down on the pillows.

"Donatello has told me much about you Kristina."

"How much has he told you?" I asked, wanting to know if I need to tell him my story again.

"Enough to know where you came from, and why you know everything about us." Splinter answered.

I nodded, "what did you need to talk to me about, I'm sure it wasn't just to tell me that."
He smiled and nodded, "Even from everything that Donatello has told me, from observing you, I think there are still some things you are not telling us."

I smiled, very well knowing I could trust him with anything, "us is right, you is wrong. Please don't tell Donnie anything I'm telling you right now." I told Master Splinter the version of my story that I had told Mikey, and after I was done, Splinter was smiling the biggest smile I had ever seen on him.

"I thought as much," he stated simply.

Furrowing my brow I asked, "how?"

"I am sure my sons, except for Donatello has noticed that you have feelings for him. When I first encountered you two, yo were happily snuggled against each other and sleeping peacefully. You were thoroughly enjoying it, I could see it on your face. Just the way you watch him behind his back, and tease him says the same thing."

I opened my mouth again, but with nothing to say, I closed it. Blushing, I stood up, "am I free to go now?"

"You need to tell him Kristina, who knows, he might feel the same way, but yes, you can go."

I bowed respectfully, and then left.

Once outside of his room, I walked over to the couch where Mikey was sitting watching what I assumed was Cartoon Network. I sighed, sat down and rested my head on my hands.

Mikey looked over and asked, "hey, what's up?"

I shrugged and said nothing.

"Come on, tell me, I know somethins up. What did you talk to Sensei about?"

"Donnie," I replied simply.

He chuckled, "so he's noticed too."

"Yup."

"So… what're your thoughts about all of that. I mean, you must have crazy thoughts going through your head right now."

I laughed, "crazy is true." I sat up and leaned against the back of the couch.

"What kind of crazy thoughts?"

"The kind that you probably wouldn't want to hear."

"And why not?"

"Because they're about your brother."

"Good or bad?"

"Really good, it'd probably make you throw up." I grinned and looked over at him. Mikey's expression had changed instantly from a teasing one, to a seriously grossed out one.

"Oh, you mean those type of thoughts, I agree, I don't want to hear those types of things about my own brother." I laughed and turned back to the TV.

Mikey and I watched cartoons for a while until I heard a door open. Don walked out of the bathroom wiping his wet self off with a towel. I couldn't help but stare, I mean seriously, his muscular body, dripping with water… Ew! I should not be thinking those types of thoughts! I was right about my conclusion of probably making Mikey throw up if I told him what I was thinking. Don walked to his room and shut the door.

I raised an eyebrow, "When do you guys wash your towels?"

"Once a week, we have April take them topside to wash them for us."

"Man, that could be a hefty and stinky job," I muttered.

Standing up, I walked over to Don's door and knocked softly.

The door opened to reveal a still slightly wet Don, my knees almost buckled from the sheer sight of him!
'Hey, what do you need?" He asked me.

Without anything to ask, I quickly thought of something. I leaned forward and sniffed, 'mmm, he smelled mighty fine.' "you smell a lot better," I grinned.

Don rolled his eyes, "Do we have to go through this again, I got twenty flips from the last time."

"And I am really sorry about that! I was just wondering about something, is there anyway that you could disguise yourself and go do something a normal person would do?"

"Depends, what is it that you want to do?"

I rocked back and forth on the balls of my feet nervously, looking up at Don I just barely realized how much he must have grown. In the cartoon they were really short for fifteen year old boys, but now I was about 5"4, Donnie now looked to be about 5"8 or even 6"! "Oh, just go see a movie or something."

"Or something?"

"I just added that, do you think you could go see a movie with me perhaps?"

Don smiled, "sure, I could manage it."

"Great! Since I picked where we were going to go, you get the pick the movie, ok?"

Don nodded, "Sure. What time do you want to go?"

I looked down at my watch, it was noon, "um… how about later tonight, around seven?"

"Ok, I'll check the nearest movie theater's website to see what they're playing."

"You do that." I turned around and left, I had to try really hard not to skip for joy.

"Oh Donnie Boy!"

I turned and looked to my doorway from the computer I had been typing at. "What is it Mikey?"

"Oh nothing, just wondering what your going to be doing tonight."

"Funny that you ask, do you think I could ask you a question?" I looked down at the ground nervously.

"Sure, shoot."

"Well, Kristy wants me to take her to a movie, but she wants me to pick it out. What would be a good movie to see?"

"Depends on what you want to happen, if you just want to please her by seeing a movie that she would like, then you would probably want to choose a chick flick. But if you plan on flirting or 'wooing her', then you want to choose a really scary horror film, and a theater that doesn't have the arm rests or the ones where the arms rests can be put up, so that she can snuggle up to ya." Mikey winked.

"I blushed, "um… I think…"

"Seriously Don, you should choose the horror film I know you like her."

I turned beet red, "I don't like her like that, I like her as a friend though."

"Oh stop it Don, admit it! You like her! Here, I'll help you choose a horror film." Mikey walked forward and ordered me to go to the theater's website.

"Mikey…"

"Don…"

I sighed and brought up the theater's web-page. Mikey took control of the mouse and started to go through the films. Finally picking one, he clicked on it and had me observe the summary. I nodded and looked at the times that it would be playing. Good, one was showing at 7:30. "thanks Mike."

"No problemo," Mikey winked and started to leave, "good luck dude, but don't scare her off." He winked. "Which I think would be very hard to do," Mikey mumbled under his breath probably not thinking that I would hear.

I laughed, "thanks." I didn't know what he meant by 'which I think would be

very hard to do' but I chose to just ignore it

I was sitting at the computer next to the TVs, watching the time intently. '5:48, ugh, an hour and 12 minutes to go. Maybe there's a good show on TV.' I picked up the remote and flipped the TV on.

Before I knew it, I looked at the clock again and it read, 6:51. 'Crap!'

I shot up out of my seat and ran to the bathroom.

I grabbed a brush that had been left there by April, I knew this because I had taken a shower earlier, and gratefully, April had also left some shampoo and conditioner down here as well.

Using the elastic that was around my wrist, I tied my hair up into a ponytail then put a clip up in it so I stood out a little higher, but I let a few strands frame my face. Felling satisfied, I walked back out to meet Don.

"Hey, I was wondering where you went." He smiled.

Linking arms with him I said, "I just went to the bathroom, so its none of your bees-wax." I grinned and stuck my tongue out at him.

He chuckled, "yeah I guess your right, mind if we get going?"

I shook my head, "not at all."

Don smiled and grabbed a trench coat and fedora, and then we walked to the elevator and went up into the warehouse. Donnie led me over to the shell-cycle and got on. He motioned for me to get on as well.

Swinging my leg over the bike, and situating myself comfortably with the helmet fastened to the top of my head, I wrapped my arms around him as far as they would go.

I almost started to hyperventilate by the close proximity of our bodies.

Don started up the bike, and shot out of the garage at top speed. I didn't know if he was meaning to scare me or not, but he did, in fact, I almost wet my pants and fell off!

While holding on tightly to Don, he turned his head back to me, and I saw his mischievous grin, "hold on!" I gulped and gripped onto him even tighter.

Don revved up the bike and started to weave through the traffic at top speed. I heard sirens behind us, so I turned my head. Two patrolmen on motorcycles were chasing us, and even with Don's crazy driving, they were keeping up and gaining on us as well.

"Donnie! Patrolmen are gaining on us!" I yelled at him.

Don glanced back, "That's alright, I'll shake them off. Reach around and take the handlebars for me real quick!"

"What?"

"Just take them!"

Don stood up on the bike and I quickly took the handlebars. It was a good thing I had my own Bullet Bike or I probably would have crashed it already. Donnie carefully stepped behind me and told me to scoot up, I did so and he sat down behind me and took hold of the handlebars again with his arms around me. "Hold onto the handlebars as tight as you can, because this ride is going to get a little bumpy!" He yelled joyfully over the rush of the wind.

I nodded, reached forward and gripped the handlebars. I was shoved back wards into Don when I heard a loud 'bang!' and the bike lurched forward. I gripped the handlebars so tight that my knuckles turned white. Don started to ride in and out through traffic, going faster and faster until everything was a blur. I looked slightly behind us and saw two rockets on the sides of the bike. I shook my head smiling, of course Don would put those there, but how could Don steer like this!
"Woo-hoo! I'll have to tell Raph this is a successful test drive!" Donnie yelled wind hitting our faces joyfully.

My eyes widened, "what! You mean, this is the first time you've done this?

"Yup!" He yelled back.

I shook my head and smiled at his continued hollering and rolled my eyes, but I couldn't resist laughing along with him. This was absolutely exhilarating!

Grinning like no other, I started to relax, for I felt safe with Don, like nothing bad could ever happen to me. All of a sudden the bike started to slow down to normal speed. I looked behind us and grinned again, the patrolmen were gone. Don turned the bike to the theaters and stepped off, helping me down as well.

Once on solid ground, I jumped and whooped for joy, "Wowy! That was the greatest! We should do it again!" While I was jumping, my shoe hit a large rock on the ground and I fell, but not all the way. Warm arms surrounded me, catching me, I looked up into the grinning face of Donatello. My cheeks turned pink and my knees bucked, it was a good thing I had already fallen over. I stared into his chocolate brown eyes, they were so deep, so full of wisdom… so loving.

Don set me up straight and asked, "Shall we get going?" Then he offered me his arm.

I took it gratefully and walked with him into the theater. Don pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and then typed the numbers that were on the paper into this little machine. Then he brought out some money and inserted it into the machine, two tickets popped out.

As we were leaving for the designated theater, I asked him, "what was that machine for?"

"You can reserve tickets online, and then pay when you get here. But they will only be reserved for a half an hour."

I nodded my head, "I've heard of them, I've just never used them."

We entered the theater and sat down, I hadn't bothered to look at what the movie was, so I decided to ask him. "What movie are we seeing?"

He bit his lip nervously, "well, I kinda felt like being scared, so I picked a horror film."

I raised one eyebrow, Donnie just didn't seem the type that goes to horror movies for fun, especially for dates. 'Wait, what did I just say? Dates? Is, is this a date? I'll had to find out later.' "So what horror film, and what's it rated?"

"Its rated PG-13, and its the uh.. Ring three."

I sighed gratefully, only PG-13, but I shivered when he mentioned the name, "I see, I guess you want to get scared really bad, eh?"

He nodded then bit his lip, "do you not want to see it? Because if you don't, then we can leave."

"No, no, no, no, we can stay. I'm kind of curious what's going to be in this new movie anyway. I'm going to be totally freaked out if its anything like the other Ring movies."

He nodded, "yeah, same here."

During the movie, I couldn't watch anymore, there weren't any armrests in this theater, so when my body decided to duck and look away, my head buried right into Donnie's shoulder.

I felt Don tense, and then relax, I probably scared him. Donnie started to stroke my hair soothingly, and then he whispered into my ear, "Do you want to leave?"

I looked up and shook my head, "no, I want to get through this and at least be able to say I saw it at least once."

He chuckled quietly, so as not to disturb anyone else, "Stubborn are we?"

Grinning, I nodded, the mood lightening, but that mood immediately disappeared after a high pitched scream echoed throughout the theater.

The scream scared me so bad, that I was surprised that I actually didn't wet my pants, but it made me jump and scoot right up next to Don.

Donnie wrapped his left arm around me, and pulled me closer to him. This soothed me a little, and I managed to looked up at the screen again, to watch the movie.

Finally the movie was over, and still clinging to Don, we stood up and exited the theater. We walked outside in silence, but I finally spoke up, breaking the eerie silence. I couldn't handle silence after that movie, "that was even scarier than the other two."

Don just nodded his head speechless, we clambered onto the shell-cycle, with me in front of Don again. Fastening our helmets on top of our heads, Don revved up the bike and took off again. But he didn't go the same way we came, the next thing I knew we had stopped at a pizza parlor.

Giggling, I jumped off, "hungry are we?"

Don nodded, "yeah, that movie made me hungry for some good old, not scary pizza."

I rubbed my stomach, "same here."

We entered the parlor and took a seat across from each other in one of the red booths.

Since the parlor wasn't busy at all, a waitress was immediately by our side.

"What will this young couple be ordering tonight?"

I blushed at her comment, but asked Don quietly, "Should we just get one large pizza to share?"

He nodded, "sure, pepperoni?"

I grinned, "of course."

"Ok, one family size pepperoni pizza." Don told the waitress.

"Okie dokey, I'll be right back with your order."

Furrowing my brow I asked Donnie, "Why'd you order a family size, I thought we agreed on a large."

"I'm extra hungry right now." He shrugged.

"Whatever, I'm blaming you if we have to take some home, and you will be the one to carry it.

He shrugged, "Fine by me."

About a half and hour later, I was laughing as the overly stuffed Don reached feebly fro the last piece of pizza. "I told you it was too much!"

Don just glared and me and dropped his hand back down, "ugh, I can't eat that."

I smiled, "fine, I'll eat it." Snatching up the pizza, I nibbled on it, for I was stuffed as well, just not as much. After finishing, I asked while looking down at my watch, 10:15, "we should be going now."

Don nodded and stood up and waddled for the bathroom, "I'll be right back."

Laughing, I sat back down again.

When Don finally came out of the bathroom, we left the parlor and walked out to the shell-cycle. Like before, I climbed up front and Don was in back.

"Hey, if I start to get sick, I'm going to need you to control the bike for me."

I nodded, "I will, but only on one condition."

"And what may that be?"

"You don't barf on me."

Don chuckled, "agreed."

With that, we set off down the road, at the speed limit this time, and headed for the lair.

We entered the warehouse garage and parked the bike, climbing off, Don offered me his arm again, and led me inside.

Just like a gentleman, Don walked me to my door, or should I say, his door. He was being stubborn again and was sleeping on the couch.

"Goodnight Kristy." He whispered quietly so as not to wake the others who were sleeping.

I turned around from opening the door, stepping back out of his room, I stood up on my tipsy toes and softly kissed his beak. "Goodnight Donnie." I turned back around and entered the room shutting the door behind me, leaving a stunned Donatello at the door.

I smiled, 'she kissed me! She actually kissed me!" Skipping joyfully over to the couch, I flopped down on it, not bother to look if anyone was already there.

"Hey! Get off me you great oaf!"

Startled, I jumped up and looked back down at the couch. Mikey appeared from underneath the blankets.

"Geez, can't a turtle get a little shut eye around here?"

"Mikey, what are you doing out of your room?" I asked irritably.

"Waiting for your two lovebirds to come home." He grinned mischievously.

I narrowed my eyes, "you weren't sleeping at all were you? You were up and watching us the whole time, weren't you?"

Mikey looked nervously around, "fine! I admit it, I was spying on you two! Not to mention, I did see that big smooch she gave you."

I rolled my eyes, "it was nothing but a thank you kiss, or a goodnight kiss."

"Uh huh, but does she know that? I mean, she was the one to give it to you, don't make assumptions too quickly now."

I pondered this, 'maybe it wasn't' just a goodnight kiss after all. Maybe she actually likes me.' "But that couldn't be possible, I mean, I'm a giant ugly turtle that lives in the sewers, and she's the most beautiful creature that I have ever seen on the face of this planet!"

"Donnie, with your brain, I thought you'd realize this. Maybe she doesn't care about how you look, maybe all she cares about its who you are. For instance, April doesn't see us as turtles, she sees us as twenty year old boys, and remember two years ago, she actually started liking you, but you were too dumb to notice, so you lost her."

"What? She actually liked me?"

"Yup, that's what I said. She had been trying to get your attention, because she knew you liked her back, but you were too.. what's the word again? Oblivious? Oh yeah, you were too oblivious to notice."

I smacked myself on my forehead, "why didn't I ever see it?"

"Look at the bright side, since your not with April, your now open to this lovely young lady that's sleeping in your bed."

I looked back at my room , and sighed, "I guess you're right Mikey. But how do I know that she really does like me?"

"Just keep doing what your doing, just add a little more twist."

"And what sort of twist would we be talking about?"

"Be a little more romantic, girls love that!"

I furrowed my brow, "romantic? But I don't even know if she likes me or not!"

"That's the point, brother dearest, don't be overly romantic, you don't want to scare her off! Like don't right up front kiss her, you might freak her out, or you could set a spark that had been there the whole time, and she doesn't freak out, and kisses you back. That would be great, but seriously dude, don't take that step, its too risky."

"Since when have you been good at giving advice?"
"I dunno, a while ago I guess. It's a brand new talent." Mikey winked.

"Ok, so what sort of romantic thing should I do?"

"I could get everyone to leave for the day, while you and Kristy stay behind, you think up of a reason why. And then just start being romantic, like that evening make her dinner, or order a fancy dinner, light candles, with soft music. Just do your magic bro, I know you can." Mikey grinned and nudged me.
I sighed, "fine, I'll give it a try. How about tomorrow you take everyone to do something and I'll tell Kristy you guys went to see April and since she was still sleeping, we didn't want to wake her up, and you guys made me stay behind with her."

Mike nodded smiling, "that's good, you're a natural liar Donatello!" Mikey punched me in the arm and grinned.

I scowled, "hey, this is for a good reason, right?"

He shrugged, "I guess so, but if you want to do stuff with her, you need to get your sleep, so get some sleep now!" Mikey stood up and left to his room.

I sighed and laid down on my make-shift bed. 'How am I ever going to pull this off?'

This one reason I mostly hated the ring, was because of the horrible nightmares I'd have the night I watched it. This was no different. I tossed and turned for hours until I finally woke up, I sat up abruptly, and then swung my legs off of the bed.

I walked out of Don's room, and to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Wetting my dry mouth, I started to gulp down the water until a hand was placed on my shoulder. Startled, I spat out the water everywhere. I spun around and cocked my fists ready to strike.

"Whoa! It's just me! Donnie!"

Lowering my fist, I smiled, "geez, don't scare me like that! I'm a little on edge after watching a movie as scary as the ring!"

"Sorry, you didn't tell me." He stuck out his tongue, "I was just wondering what you were doing up."

I folded my arms, "what are you doing up?" I asked stubbornly, I did not want to tell him about my nightmares, that was just too embarrassing!

"My ninja senses woke me up when you walked to the kitchen." Don answered simply.

"I'm sorry I woke you."

"No, its fine, but if there's anything you need, just come tell me, I don't care if you wake me up." Donnie turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Turning back around, I filled up another glass and drank it, then I walked back out into the lair. Walking back to Don's room, I stopped at the door. I didn't want to go back in.

Before when I had nightmares, I had been rooming with my sister or I was at home. I would go into her room or my parents room and curl up with them. Glancing back at Don, I bit my lip embarrassed. I quietly walked over to him and poked his shoulder.

Opening his eyes, he looked up at me, "ready to tell me what's wrong?"

I nodded, "I-I'm having nightmares, do-do you think I could sleep here?" I point to the spot next to him on the couch.

Don hesitated, but then nodded, "sure," he pressed his shell to the back of the couch, and I crawled into the covers right up next to him. I closed my eyes, and felt Don's arm lazily drape over my waist. Finally, I fell into a peaceful sleep.

Author's Note: Hello again! So, what is going to happen with Don and Mikey's idea. Is he really going to go through with it? And if he is, what's going to happen. Tell me what you think through your reviews, and who knows, you could be right!;) Please R&R!