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The bright lights of the city were streaming into my dark room when I woke up later that night. I got up and pulled my pants back on before leaving my room. The rest of the house was pitch black and I had to feel my way through to the living room. I flicked the light on and let my eyes adjust. To my left was a leather couch with a blanket draped over one corner. I flopped down onto the couch and pulled the blanket on top of me and switched on the TV. I flipped through a few channels and landed on the news. I was curious to see what was happening in a city this large. A pretty news reporter by the name of April O'Neil was giving a report on some gang called the purple dragons. She then mentioned another clan by the name of the foot.

"It seems that these two dangerous groups have joined forces and have been terrorizing this city in a string of robberies and disappearances. Take caution when venturing out of your homes at night." She stated in a very serious voice.

What have I gotten myself into? The only thing I had to worry about in Louisiana was hurricanes and gators. Now I've got to worry about getting mugged when I leave my home. I shut off the TV and went into the kitchen to find something to eat. I decided on Lucky Charms so I poured myself a bowl and sat at the small kitchen island. Just down the hall I could see a light on in Whitley's room. I wondered if she was awake. Once I had finished my bowl of cereal I tiptoed down the hallway and to Whitley's room. I could hear whispering just beyond the door. I tried to make out what she was saying but all I could hear was mumbles.

"Uh…Whit? Are you awake?" I knocked on the door.

I heard some frantic whispering before hearing her say, "Just a second!"

She opened the door with her hair disheveled and her tank top askew.

"Oh, sorry." I said feeling a bit awkward when I realized she must be in there with Leonardo. "Is uhm…your fiancé in there?"

I could feel my cheeks getting hot when all the blood in my body began working its way up to my face.

She shook her head hurriedly, "Oh, no no no." She laughed nervously, "He's not here."

I looked past her and into her room, it was empty but her window was standing wide open and the curtains were blowing in the breeze.

"Uh, did…did he go out the window?" I asked incredulously. If he was a ninja I don't see why that would be such an impossibility.

Whitley looked down at her feet before mumbling out, "Yes."

"Why? He didn't have to do that! Why don't you want anyone to meet him?" I laughed in disbelief.

She groaned and walked past me and to the kitchen, leaving me staring from the doorway. When I joined her in the kitchen she pulled down two wine glasses and poured the rich red liquid into each glass. We both pulled up a bar stool and sat across from each other at the table. She took one big drink of her wine before speaking.

"Leo is a lot different from us." She said, looking at me seriously.

I was confused. "Like what kind of different? I don't understand…does he have some kind of deformity that you're ashamed of? Because I don't care about crap like that and you should know that….and shame on you for being ashamed." I ended my rant because Whitley was laughing her head off.

I just stared at her until she stopped laughing and she finally sputtered out, "He's not deformed and no I'm not ashamed of him. I just don't know how you'll react when you meet him."

"Have your other roommates met him?"

"Yes, actually they're dating his brothers."

"Well…how did they react when they met him? I still don't understand what you mean…is he like horribly ugly or something?" I questioned.

"No, well, I don't think he's ugly. I think he's incredibly handsome. They reacted almost the same way I did when I met him for the first time. They were shocked at first, but soon realized that he is sweet and kind. Clara actually fainted when she met him and his brothers for the first time."

My mind was racing. She fainted? "Ugh…I don't get it."

She laughed at me again. "You'll understand what I mean when you meet them."

"Well when the Hell will that be?"

"I'm not sure. I will have to speak with them first. They don't meet very many people." She responded quietly.

"Okay…so they don't meet many people and they make people faint? I don't understand and I'm done trying to figure it out for right now. My brain hurts." I said as I downed my glass of wine.

"I'm going to go back to my room now, he has uhm…missed me a lot." She said with a smirk.

I laughed as she sauntered out of the kitchen and into her bedroom. Once I was alone in the kitchen I downed the rest of the wine and went back to my room for some sleep.

[Raphael's POV]

I rolled over in bed and glared at the alarm clock glaring in bright red that it was four thirty A.M and I have now been trying to fall asleep for the past four hours. I have been battling insomnia for the past few weeks. I can't figure out what it is that is keeping me awake at night…but it is really starting to take a toll on my fighting and concentration. Earlier today I was brought down by a few measly foot soldiers. I let out a frustrated growl and left the warmth of my bed for the kitchen. I rifled through the fridge for a bottle of water.

Bottle of water in hand, I walked back to my bedroom. A light shined bright from under Michelangelo's bedroom door. Tori must be staying over.

"I guess I'm not the only one losing sleep tonight." I mumbled as I pushed open the door to my room.

It's not something that I would ever admit to anyone…but I'm incredibly lonely. Each of my brothers have someone and I'm alone. I lay back down in bed and took a quick swig of water before rolling over and fighting to fall asleep.