Hello hello hello! I am so sorry for being late on updates… again, but I have been busy working on my other fanfic stories that I literally almost forgot about this one. Wow, that just sounds so bad. Please don't be upset, I will do everything I can to make it up to you all I promise.
Anyway, I had enough time this week to type up this chapter for you lovely people and I may or may not have time to type up another one for at least a couple of weeks. I'll explain why at the end, but for right now I present to you the next chapter. I do not own TMNT in any way shape or form, only my OCs. Here we go:).
Chapter 6: Friendly Competition
Cheryl's P.O.V.:
I wake up to the loud sound of my alarm clock going off right near my ear and groan as I try to turn it off. The weird thing is that it isn't turning off right so I just slam my fist on the poor thing almost breaking it into pieces, but hey I hate the sound especially if it's right in my ear. Believe me you would do the same thing too, let's be honest here. Who would want to wake up at 6:30 in the morning on a Saturday? Not me. The latest I wake up on a weekend is close to eight and that's if I really need to. Well since I won't be able to get back to sleep I decide to get up to get a start on my day.
As soon as I finish making my bed, washing my face, and brushing my teeth I walk into the living room and open up the curtains to have light in my apartment. I look around to see if Sasha and Layla are around but then I remembered that I took them home an hour after the boys and Verena left. They would've stayed over, but the girls said something about their parents spending time with them in the morning. Right as I turn to go into the kitchen I remembered why I set my alarm so early.
"Oh shit!" I completely forgot that my parents were coming over for breakfast in… half an hour!
I run back into my room and throw on a pair of dark skinny jeans, a burgundy turtleneck tank top, and my brown heeled booties. The next thing I do is brush out my hair until it looks just right, put on some makeup, and spray on some of my Marc Jacobs Daisy perfume before I sprint back out to the living room. Thank the Gods there isn't that much I need to clean before they get here. I tidy up the living room by fixing the couch, dusting the coffee table, and vacuuming the carpet. I check the fridge to see if I'm missing something and lucky me I have everything.
Right as I light my jasmine and sweet pea candle I hear the doorbell ring a couple of times and walk over to open it. My parents immediately came into view and I can't help but smile seeing them.
"There's my little Cher! Come give your old man a hug!" My step- I mean my dad says and grabs me into one of his bone-crushing hugs that makes me laugh.
"Hi Pop! Come stai?" I ask him after I give him a kiss on the cheek.
"Sono angelo buono. How about you?"
"Oh, I'm good. You know, same old same old." I tell him and look over to my mom. "Hi Mom!"
"Hi Baby!" She says and hugs me away from my dad, "Oh, it is so good to see you."
I break out of my mom's hug and smile at them, "It's great to see you two too. Come in. Come in." I motion for my parents to step inside my apartment.
Once they step in I lock the door and walk into the living room where my mom and dad are sitting. I sometimes forget about the whole dad thing when he comes over and sees me, and before I lose it again yes he is my step-father. Although he's more of my dad ever since I was five years old. My biological father... well... I rather not talk about him. All I can say is that it's nothing but painful memories. Very painful. I get angry just thinking about it. My step-father's name is Vincenzo "Vinny" Soviano, an Italian-American detective for the N.Y.P.D. for over twenty years; he is basically one of those overprotective Italian fathers that little girls grow up with, but at least my pop is funny and very loving towards me and my mom, Tanya.
"Cheryl? Are you alright?" My mom asks me as I lose focus on my thoughts and turn to my parents.
I nod and smile, "Oh yeah! I'm fine, just thinking about some things."
"Anything we can help with?" My dad asks putting a hand on my shoulder.
"No it's okay, but thank you for the offer." I say and walk into the kitchen to make us some coffee.
"I'll start on the bacon and eggs." My dad says and pulls the stuff out.
"And I will make us some pancakes." Mom smiles and gets out the rest of the ingredients.
"Wait a minute! What am I supposed to do?" I ask them looking around the kitchen.
"You just make the coffee, Cher. Your mom and I will cook today." Pop tells me.
"But Pop-"
"No buts." Pop kisses my head and lightly pushes me out of the kitchen, "Just relax today. After all, you've earned it."
I sigh and shake my head, "Fine, you win. I'm at least setting up the table." I said and take out the plates, drinking glasses, and utensils.
He chuckles and smiles, "Fair enough."
The whole time as we are busy, my parents ask me about what's going on with my dance team and how we canceled practice for a while; and the reasons being is because one of the guys broke his leg two days ago and another one just had surgery on his knee. So our dance rehearsals have been pushed back a few months until my friends are better and in tip-top shape to perform again. Until then, my weekends are pretty much free because I don't open the shop on the weekends. My parents were super happy about that, especially my pop since he hasn't been seeing me a lot in the past couple of weeks because of his job so he wants us to spend more time together. Which I don't mind one bit.
Twenty minutes later breakfast is ready and the three of us sit at the table enjoying this time together as a family. I guess the next few months are going to be great.
Layla's P.O.V.:
"Ah, much better." I sigh as I finished cleaning off the counter in the kitchen.
Looking around my apartment I'm satisfied with all of the cleaning I did before my parents get here. And I even finished cooking us all breakfast too, so it will be piping hot when they arrive. I mean who doesn't love a hot meal? Today's meal we are having some steak and eggs since it is my daddy's favorite dish, hash browns, and of course my banana nut pancakes for a little sweetness with the savory food. Since my parents have gotten into the culinary business a long time ago in Sydney I have always been fascinated with food, playing around with different flavors, and being creative with my cooking; hence the banana nut pancakes.
I hear a knock on my door as I am fixing my hair and my outfit which consists of a camouflage button-up shirt, dark skinny jeans, and black heeled booties. Once I look descent I go to the door and see my parents smiling big and so happy to see me as much as I am to see them.
"Hi Momma! Hi Daddy!" I yell out and almost tackle them in a giant hug.
"Hi, my little angel fish! See Marina, I told you Layla couldn't get enough of us." My daddy chuckles and hugs us tighter.
"Of course not, Proteus, but if you keep squeezing us then you're going to ruin the flowers we bought for her." Momma says and Daddy let's go.
Right as I let my parents in my momma gives me a beautiful bouquet of white lilies, and as I am about to thank her I see her eyes start to fill with tears. I smile at her and pull her in for a hug, tears soon starting to form in my eyes. The reason we're crying is because it will be nine years since my big brother, Raiden, was killed in action as a soldier in the United States Army. It was one of the worst days of my life. I lost him when I was ten years old and he was almost nineteen years old, like I am now. The shirt that I am wearing was one of his that I kept along with some of his other belongings like his dog tags that are hanging next to his picture in uniform. Raiden was my best friend… some days I still can't believe he is gone. It just sucks.
I pull away from my momma and wipe away all my tears that escaped from my eyes and clean her face with a tissue. She kisses my forehead and we join my daddy at the table to eat our breakfast. This time of year as you can tell is hard on the three of us, and most of the time we try not to talk about it until the actual date arrives. After a few minutes Daddy decides to break the silence as he clears his throat and looks at me.
"Your breakfast is good today, Angel Fish." He says as his Australian accent fills the atmosphere.
"Thanks." I smile at him and look to my momma, "How's your food?"
She gives me a small smile, "Very good, Layla. Might be even better than your father's."
"Now wait just a minute. Let's not jump to conclusions here." He says cracking a huge, funny smile that makes me and Momma laugh.
Sometimes the best medicine is a good hardy laugh to get through the depressing times, and in this case we could use a whole lot of it.
"You-You look like The Joker!" I basically laugh out to my daddy as I'm still laughing.
"That's the point, Angel Fish. It's supposed to cheer you up." He says and holds my momma close to him.
"Well, we are definitely feeling a lot better now. Thank you, Proteus." Momma tells him and kisses Daddy on the lips.
"You're very welcome, Marina." He answers back and holds onto my hand.
"Yeah, thanks Daddy." I thank him after I calmed down and he nods.
So the rest of our morning we just sat in the dining room, asking each other questions about our week so far and other things like that. All I know is that next week is going to be rough on us as it is every year, but no matter what we'll get through it… for Raiden.
Sasha's P.O.V.:
Today is such a beautiful day for a family get together, and lucky me my parents will be here in a few minutes for our weekend breakfast. Normally we take turns with who will be cooking breakfast and dinner every week, and this time I will be making breakfast and my parents will cook Sunday dinner since they are working tonight. As I am getting the fruit salad out of the refrigerator to put on the table my Alaskan Malamute, Chief, comes walking in wagging his tail eyeing the bowl of fruit.
"There you are Chief, I was wondering when you would come out of the room. Let me guess, you smelled the food huh?" I ask him and earn a loud bark and I chuckle and smile at my dog, "I thought so. Come on boy, do you want to help me set the table?" He barks at me again and follows me to the dining room.
I have had Chief ever since my parents gave him to me as a present when he was a six months old, which was three years ago. Let me tell you this Chief is so smart and very helpful to anyone he sees in trouble, always willing to aid anyone in need. My Chief is also a very beautiful dog too, resembling closely to a giant wolf or a sled dog, his fur so full in black and white, and his eyes are a deep brown. Chief is my best friend in the whole world and I could never imagine my life without my giant fur ball in it.
With the fruit on the table I have all of the food together along with the plate settings. My breakfast for today is fruit salad, potatoes with red and green bell peppers, egg omelets, and chocolate chip waffles. I think my parents will be satisfied with the meal today, I know I am. Since I am just waiting for the coffee to finish I go to my room and check myself over to see if I did not get dirty. I decided to stay dressed up for today so I am wearing a white collared blouse with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows, light blue skinny jeans, and tan heeled sandals. I reach over to my jewelry box and pull out my turquoise pendant necklace that my mother gave me a long time ago from the Navajo tribe as a birthday gift; the stone is an oval shape and sits perfectly on a silver chain. I never go anywhere without wearing it.
I hear Chief run off to the door and I know he does that when someone is here so I leave my room. My dog stands on his hind legs pushing against the door and wagging his tail, already knowing who's here. As soon as Chief moves I open the door and see my father ready to knock on it, but ended up being surprised by me.
"Hello, Little Bird." My father greets me with his slightly thick Jamaican accent rolling off his tongue.
"Hi Father." I go up and hug him tight and feel him kiss my forehead for a moment and look at me.
"Seeing you, Sasha, brings so much joy into my heart. You look so beautiful today." He says and smiles warmly.
"Father, you tell me that every day."
"Because it's true." Mother chimes in before my father can answer.
"Hi Mother." I hug my mother and feel something touch my back. Looking at her arm I see a giant shopping bag in her hand, "What is in the bag?"
"Oh just something I want to give you." She says and we all step inside my apartment.
I think introductions are in order. My father's name is Samuel Palmer, to many people he is the best doctor in the world and the statement is well suited for him. He is very intelligent in his field, treats everything as if it was an athletic sport, and loves to spend so much time with us. My mother's name is Zitkala Palmer, she is one of the head doctors at the children's hospital close to where my father works so they get to see each other all the time at work. Mother is one of the sweetest people you will ever meet, will welcome anyone with open arms, and is the one who taught me everything in using natural resources for medicine like the Native American tribes on Earth. The big secret that I do not really tell anyone about is that my parents are actually my adoptive family and have been ever since I was a year old. My biological parents were killed in a fatal car accident in London and I was sent to an orphanage, which is where my parents now have found me a few months later. Lucky for me they were air-benders that already lived on Earth almost a decade before my other family fled Kennistar, but that is another story for a different time.
Chief follows my parents into the kitchen and smells the bag that Mother has with her, curiosity getting the best of him as always. Father just pats my dog on the head and Chief licks his palm enjoying the touch.
"What exactly did you bring me Mother?" I ask her trying to get a look at it.
She reaches inside the bag and smiles at me, "Something very special, Sasha."
Right after she says that she pulls out a very beautiful dress, an authentic Native American style dress that has one thick strap on the left and ends above the knees. It is embroidered with a blue, white, and red triangle pattern on top and going to the strap; has a beaded fringe at the bottom and on top of the waist line, and has a leather belt with brown, black, and white feathers on it. The dress also has a dark brown shawl that goes with it and a headpiece with red and blue feathers to match the embroidery.
"Mother… this is beautiful." I tell her still gazing at the dress.
"I am glad you think so because this is yours now." She says and hands it to me.
I shake my head, "I cannot take this. You said this dress is special."
"Yes it was for me, but now it will be special for you. My mother made me this dress back on Kennistar when I was your age, and I wish to give it to you now as a token of my love for you, Sasha. I know you will wear it well."
I set the dress down on the table and hug her, "Thank you so much, Mother. I will take care of it for you, I promise."
She looks at me and smiles, "I know you will, and you're welcome."
As soon as I put the dress away and got Chief his food, I join my parents at the table for breakfast. These are the times I cherish with them since mine were taken away long ago, but now I was given a second family that loves me and I love them. Nothing can ever take them away from me and I will not allow it, ever. I will fight to my last breath to keep them safe.
Late Afternoon…
Verena's P.O.V.:
The day began like any other day around the Lair with us enjoying some time together before training, meditating for a while, and then relaxing before our evening training tonight. Overall it's just another day. Today, however, the girls are coming over to see the guys train and knowing them they would want to join in as well on the action. When the sun sets Donnie, Raph, and Mikey will go pick up the girls in the Battle Shell and bring them here while Leo and I get the Lair set up for their arrival and our training.
Seeing that we still have some time left I decide to keep myself occupied by writing down more things that I see in my visions in a journal Donnie gave me. The strange thing is the visions don't happen as much as the ones I had a year ago, but either way it helps to know what happens every time I have one. Right as I roll my shoulders back I feel them tense up and get sore, making me hiss from the horrible pain and I rub my neck for a moment before writing again. Lately when I sit and write I've been getting so tense and I honestly have no idea why.
I hear a knock on my door and when I turn I see Leo standing in my doorway smiling at me and closing my door, walking towards me as I get back to writing.
"Hey. What are you doing?" He asks standing right behind me.
"I'm just writing some more of what I've seen into the journal, nothing too exciting." As soon as I turn to look at him I feel my neck cramp up badly and I hiss.
"Are you alright Verena?" Leo looks at me with concern in his eyes.
I nod and rub my neck, "It's just my neck has been tensing up lately and I cannot seem to get it to loosen up."
"Well here, let me help you. I have experience with relieving back pain." He says and turns my head forward.
"Leo I don't think-" I didn't even get to finish my thought because Leo started to massage my neck and upper back deeply, making me lose my train of thought. "Gods, he's good." I think to myself as his hands take away all of the pain, feeling wonderful on my skin.
"Verena you're so tense." He whispers close to my ear as I close my eyes and enjoy his touch, rolling my head to the left and letting Leo's fingers caress my neck.
I have never in my life experienced a fantastic massage like the one Leo is giving me right now, his hands are almost like heat sponges sucking away the pain into his hands. I feel so relaxed and at peace in this moment. When I feel most of the pain gone from my body I stand up and turn around to look at Leo, who's just smiling at me and wraps his arms around my waist slowly bringing me in closer. I wrap my arms around his neck and lightly brush my lips against his until he firmly place his on mine into a heated kiss.
Our lips dance so in sync together as Leo turns us around and walks towards my bed while focusing on kissing me. Once I feel the foot of the bed on my legs Leo lifts me up into his arms and gently lowers me onto the soft bed, stopping our kissing for a moment as we gaze into each other's eyes. I breathe in deep breaths as his hand cups my cheek and the other digs into my side as if he's massaging me there and I cannot help but let out a silent moan. Leo presses his body on mine and reconnects his lips to mine into a more passionate kiss.
I slide my hands down to his shoulders close to the crook of his neck and dig my fingers into his skin giving the same amount of attention as he gave me, earning a low moan from him. Leo's tongue presses hard on my bottom lip begging for permission to enter and I open my mouth to accept it, his smooth muscle rubbing and playing against my tongue. I move my hands up slowly to his neck and continue to massage Leo as his moans get louder from my touch on his neck, making him dig his hand more into my side as I sigh and smile on his lips. My mind is so focused on all of the different sensations going on from Leo's tongue exploring my mouth, his hand molding into my side, and his body pressing deeper against my own.
Suddenly Leo pulls away from my lips and smiles down at me, rubbing his thumb on my cheek as I stare at him in complete awe and craving more of his lips on mine. I wasn't even aware how out of breath I was until I felt my chest rising and falling quickly as was his.
"Verena…" Leo starts to talk and stops to catch his breath.
"Yes Leo?" I ask him as I bend my leg up to get more comfortable.
"I've been thinking since it will be our one year anniversary together in a few days, I was wondering if you want to go on a date at the beach. We can even make it like our first date again and have all the things we had the last time or something different if you want. I just… I want to do something special on that day and make you happy, and I feel like doing this will be perfect for us. So what do you say?"
I had no idea Leo was thinking about all this and trying to plan a special night for the both of us, especially on our one year anniversary as a couple. Hearing what he wants to do is so touching and sweet of him, and I will be more than happy to go.
"I think that sounds like a wonderful idea, Leo. No matter what we decide to do that night all that matters is that I'm with you. Let's just hope this time we won't get wet."
Leo chuckles, "Okay. I promise I won't get us wet this time." He moves closer to my face and smiles, "I love you, Verena."
"I love you too, Leo."
He kisses me again and right as I am about to sit up Leo pins my body back down onto the bed with his and I just look at him in surprise.
"Just lie down and let me give you what you need." He whispers huskily in my ear as I tremble against him.
Leo kisses all the way down to my neck and immediately sucks on my pulse, letting his tongue brush on my skin and I let out a pleasurable moan. I guess this time I will take Leo's offer and just enjoy all of the love and pleasure he is giving me as I lay on the bed and fall into complete bliss.
In The Evening…
Donnie's P.O.V.:
We pull into the alleyway of the apartment building the girls are in ready to pick them up and take them back to the Lair. I texted Sasha earlier saying we would come get them and she told me all three of them would be in her apartment and her window will be open. Since it would look suspicious for all of us to go I volunteer to go up and get them after my brothers teasing me on going up just to see Sasha. It's not even like that; at least I don't think so. I climb on to one of the fire escapes of the top level and jump to the fifth window near the center where Sasha told me to go, seeing the window open slightly. I look around seeing the area clear and I open the window.
I step inside and my eyes widen from what I see. Sasha's apartment is so nice and organized, tons of books on two bookshelves, and so many Native American items like eagle statues, painting, and so much more. Overall this is a cozy place.
After I take a step towards the kitchen I hear a low growl coming from the hallway and the next thing I know a giant wolf-like dog runs in and barks at me. I let out a shocking scream as I was caught off guard by the dog and fall onto the floor, moving back towards the window. Am I in the wrong apartment? The dog continues to growl and bark, showing his teeth and coming close to biting my hand off if I try to move.
"Chief?" I hear a woman's voice call out and I get the feeling 'Chief' is the dog.
A second later I see Sasha jogging into the living room and looking at me in shock.
"Chief! What are you doing? Donatello is a friend not an enemy." She tells the dog and kneels down to the dog face-to-face. "It's alright, Chief, you can trust Donatello like I do. I promise you he means us no harm."
Sasha moves out of the way and her dog walks closer to me, eyeing my every movement. He sniffs me as I try to relax and not panic from almost getting bitten by a giant dog. A moment later he wags his tail and licks my hand and face several times; I guess he trusts me now.
"Come on boy, give Donatello some room to breathe and go fetch your leash." She tells him and he barks, heading back into the hallway. Sasha looks at me and helps me up, "I am so sorry about my dog, Donatello, I hope he didn't hurt you."
I shake my head, "Oh no! I'm fine, I just didn't expect to see that big of a… dog."
My eyes looked at Sasha closely, seeing what she's wearing that I did not pay attention to since seeing her right now. She's wearing this beautiful dress that looks like a Native American style along with a dark shawl and a headpiece with feathers that goes with the dress. I can't keep my eyes off of Sasha for one moment, not to even look around. She looks so breathtaking and enchanting like a Native American princess.
I finally get the courage to say something as I smile at her, "You look beautiful."
"I do?" She asks me and I nod, making her blush slightly, "Why thank you."
"You're welcome." I clear my throat and look around, "Where are Layla and Cheryl?"
"They just went to Layla's apartment to get something real quick so they will be here shortly." Her dog comes back in with his leash and Sasha takes it from his mouth, "I hope you do not mind me bringing Chief along with us. He just did not want to stay for some reason."
"It's fine, really. We won't mind having him come." I tell her.
Sasha tries to hook Chief's leash onto his collar but he keeps on moving towards me each time, "Will you hold still you giant fur ball." Right as she almost has it hooked Chief sprints off taking Sasha with her and falling forward, "Ah!"
I catch her in my arms just in time before she hits the floor, her arms on my chest and arm, "It's okay. I got you."
The next thing I know Sasha and I are looking into each eyes, almost frozen in our position and not wanting to move an inch. Her eyes are shining like sapphire gemstones as they stare deeply into mine, afraid to look away from me. My mind had no control over my arms as I feel them tighten my hold on Sasha's waist and pull her closer to me, and she doesn't even say anything. I can feel my heart race in my chest being this close to her and feeling so odd and different with her like I'm in-
"Are we interrupting something?" We shoot our eyes to the door and see Cheryl and Layla looking at us like they just walked in by mistake.
"Uh… no. You are fine." Sasha stands back up and straightens out her dress, "Chief just-"
"Palms," Cheryl interrupts her and smiles, "you don't have to explain yourself if you don't want to."
"I rather not. Thank you."
"Anyway, it's nice to see you again Don." Layla tells me and smiles big hooking the leash on Chief's collar.
"It's nice to see you girls too. Do you have everything you need?" I ask them.
"Sure do. I just had to get my hook blades from my room, so we're good to go." She says and holds onto the leash.
Sasha walks over and gets her spear, "Shall we then?"
"Yeah, let's go." I tell them and we leave through the window.
Twenty Minutes Later…
Leo's P.O.V.:
"I think that's everything." I tell Verena as I set up the sparring mat.
She walks over and rubs my shoulder, "Very nice Leo. This is looking good."
"Thanks. Now remind me again why I'm setting this up?" I ask her.
"Because Raph and Cheryl made a bet on a sparring match to see who's the strongest."
"And you think they're going to have it tonight?"
"I don't think, Leo, I know it will."
I look at her and smile, "You had a vision didn't you?"
She looks away and grins, "Maybe…"
I wrap my arms around her waist, "You're terrible do you know that?"
"So I've been told." She answers and pecks my lips.
The only thing I come up with is to kiss her back and hold her close to me. Verena's arms wrap around my neck as our lips dance together once again, never wanting to part from one another. Her lips are so soft and sweet that makes me hunger for them more every time we kiss.
"Geez, can you two ever keep your hands off of each other for five minutes?" We hear Mikey ask as he and the others walk in with the girls.
Verena pulls away and smiles, "Sorry, Mikey, I just could not resist."
"You always say that." Raph said and snickers at us.
"We know." I tell them and we walk over to the girls, "Hi girls."
"Hi there you crazy lovebirds." Layla says and makes me and Verena laugh.
"How are you girls doing?" Verena asks.
"Pretty good." Sasha says and smiles.
"Yeah, and ready for a little sparring match. Wouldn't you agree Red?" Cheryl asks and smirks at Raph.
"Hey I'm ready whenever you are Soviano." He smirks back.
"Let's do it then." She says and walks over to the sparring mat.
The rest of us walk over to the side while Raph and Cheryl prepare for their little match. I see Master Splinter walk in and join us on the side, sitting next to me and focusing on Raph's competition. Sensei already knows about the little bet the two of them have made from Verena and apparently told him about her vision so he was fine with the match. Just as long as he's watching. Raph takes out his sais and starts to twirl them around with his hands until Cheryl motions for him to stop with her hand.
"Not so fast, Red. You won't be needing those." She says calmly and puts her weapons down on the ground, soon after changing into her armor with a wrist link.
"And why not?" He asks starting to get irritated, "You said ya wanted a sparrin' match."
"True, but I never said it would be with weapons." She tells my brother and his eyes widen slightly, "You see Red, earth-bending tradition says that any and all matches will be hand-to-hand combat. No weapons or bending magic allowed; it's all based on skill and strength."
"Cheryl's right Raph, you must follow her rules of the match since she is the one who challenged you." Verena says and Master Splinter nods in approval.
Raph tosses his sais on the target board and cracks his knuckles, "Fine. Now let's go." He said and he and Cheryl walk to the center.
Master Splinter stands up and clears his throat, "Remember, this challenge is a test of your strengths and skills. Whoever surrenders first loses the match." Cheryl and Raph nod and bow, soon after getting in a fighting stance. "Begin."
Raph doesn't even take a second to think everything over and charges at Cheryl with his fist raised into the air. When he swings his fist forward Cheryl quickly catches it in her hand, making Raph freeze in shock and stare at her as his eyes look like white saucers. Cheryl, however, looks calm and cool and jabs Raph in the face sending him back a few steps and rubbing his cheek. She motions for him to come at her and bounces back and forth on her feet with her fists ready to go. Raph tries again only this time when she catches his fist he blocks her punch and kicks her in the stomach, making her groan and kneel on one knee.
From the look she is giving Raph I can tell she isn't happy with that last shot. She gets up and charges at him and punches him multiple times on his chest and plastron, each one harder than the last as he steps back and tries to block her. Raph sees her foot coming at him to his face and catches it, throwing her back and she falls on the mat on her left side. Just as he's about to get her in an arm lock Cheryl swings her leg and kicks him on his cheek and twice on his plastron near his stomach, groaning from the pain and holding onto his plastron. Cheryl walks behind him and locks his arm tight behind his shell and we hear him yell out from the hold. He tries to elbow her in the face a couple of times, but she's quick to dodge every attempt and still keeping a death grip on his arm. Raph walks a few steps and switches positions with Cheryl and locks both of her arms behind her back.
Cheryl tries to wiggle her way out of the hold and has no luck and Raph pushes her down onto the mat until she's flat on her stomach. She still tries to loosen the hold on her arms and is getting nowhere and she yells out in frustration and all I can see is Raph keeping his focus on her.
"I… surrender!" We hear Cheryl scream out and Raph gets off of her.
The rest of us look at both of them back and forth seeing if the other is seriously hurt, but so far they appear to be fine aside from being sore and out of breath. Cheryl takes a few moments to calm down and then gets up staring at Raph deeply with her intense green eyes. They walk over to each other and just have a stare off, neither one of them budging from their spot. We started to worry until Cheryl extends her arm out at Raph and grins.
"Nice match, Red." She tells him as she keeps her cool.
Raph shakes her hand and grins at her, "You're not so bad yourself, Soviano."
"Thanks." They let go and look at us.
"I have never seen anyone get Cheryl to tap out before." Sasha says and her dog sits down next to her on the ledge.
"I told you two Raph's strong." Mikey says and smiles.
"Yes, Mikey, you told us. Oh, and here's your money." Layla gives Mikey cash and he hugs her.
"You two made a bet against us?" Cheryl asks.
"For the record, I made a bet that you would beat Raph and Mikey made the bet against you. In which this case I loss." She explains to them.
"If there are no more matches, then my sons we must start on our training while our guests observe." Master Splinter says and the rest of us stand up and bow.
"Yes Sensei." We said together and walk to the mat.
The girls, including Verena, are watching us the entire time as we do our training for the evening. All four of them watched us in such amazement and awe and were having conversations with each other that we couldn't hear. During the training all I can think about is how in a few days I will ask Verena if she will marry me and be my wife. I honestly can't wait.
Whew! Finally I finished! So, what do you guys think? I know that the ending seems like it was rushed (well to me anyway), but as always you are my judges. This one was so hard to type because I have had a bad case of writers block and it really pissed me off, but as of right now the next chapter will be Leo and Verena's engagement so I will get started on it. However, with that said I need to tell you all that I will be taking a couple of weeks off for a very emotional reason so bear with me.
Tomorrow, July 11, will be one year since my grandpa had passed away and this is a very depressing time for me and my family to deal with. Honestly it took a lot of persuading for me to even write another chapter for you guys before then and I mean a lot. I truthfully feel so depressed and emotional that I can't think straight when I have been writing, which is why I won't be posting for a while. It sucks I know, but I have to pull myself together once tomorrow is over and done with. I promise I will do the best I can to have the engagement chapter up.
A few more things about this chapter: One, the dress I described for Sasha is really the same dress that Pocahontas wears for the Disney Fairytale Designer Collection (sorry Disney, but it's only because I really love that design). Two, the problems that the girls introduce will be explained more in future chapter. And three, I just had to add some romance :).
One more thing about the last "You Found Me" chapter, I have decided not to rewrite it and keep it as it is.
Please R&R, PM, and all of those great things. Thank you all for your patience, favoring, and following my story so far. You guys and gals rock! Until next time:).