Chapter 2
Later that evening, Donnie's room…
The purple clad terrapin had worked himself until he had lost the battle to his exhaustion and fell asleep, laying upon his folded arms as they laid cradling his head on the table. Papers sprawled all about in his room, on the floor and around the desk. With a few empty coffee cups and half eaten sandwiches.
While he laid unto his folded forearms and deeply slept, suddenly he begun to dream.
Laying in bed, spooning with a beautiful woman that happily held his arms that embraced her as she gently and lovingly grasped with her own. Acceptingly nestled his head within her neck, he lovingly churred softly. Turning around alittle, looking over her shoulder as she smiled warmly.
"Mm-mm, hey handsome." She greeted softly. Donatello returned the warm smile and replied. "Hey beautiful."
She kissed him softly and tenderly as he returned the kiss, with deepening passion. Gently pulled her closer to him, and slowly explored her body as she did the same unto his. Both softly moaned with breathless ecstasy and both had purred and churred lightly. Finally she asked.
"Want to do something, different?" she smiled, warmly and seductively. Donatello blushed brightly and nervously smiled, nodded slightly then nervously replied. "Well I'd love to but what kind of different?"
"I think you know, Donnie." She smiled, whispery whilst lowering her hand down towards in-between his crutch and caressed lightly. He blushed darker, churred more and bit his lower lip as he tried to keep himself under control then he reached down, grasping her wrist gently and held loving in the embrace.
"Not yet, love. But I will, when I am ready."
She smiled and nodded understandably then kissed him softly, tenderly as he too kissed her back.
The dream faded and Donatello awoke, with a gasp. Looking around his room, only to find himself alone in the room but wondered how could he be dreaming about someone he never knew? Or ever had the privilege to meet? Hurriedly stood up and walked out of his room then went to master splinter's bedroom door, waited for the invitation as he gently knocked.
"Enter." Splinter invited. And the door opened slowly, the purple clad terrapin stepped inside then closed the door behind him. Quietly walked to the table, taking his seat before his sensei and said. "Sensei, could anyone love me?"
Splinter's ear twitched then flattened with deepening sadness as his whiskers bristled alittle followed by welling eyes of warm tears that were held back and replaced with a soft, broken sigh. "What had brought this, my son?" he asked, brokenly and worried.
"I fell asleep and saw something but." He paused and sighed with a heavy exhaled then resumed. "I dreamed of having sex with a woman that I've never met but somehow, drawn to her." Donatello felt greatly embarrassed, discussing about what he had recently dreamed but who else was there, he could tell? His brothers of course, possibly Casey but then again. Could or would they understand?
The old rat, understood what his son was experiencing as his other sons have found love. But had wondered, when this would happen if it would as he feared that his much loved, and brilliant child would be alone while his brothers will be happy.
Splinter softly sighed then finally said. "I have waited for you to come and share what you are envying for, my son. Your brothers are happy, found their wives and begun their families." He paused, and poured a cup of jasmine tea then handed over to Donatello as he graciously accepted the cup. Splinter continued. "You are destined to have a wife as well, Donatello. Just waited and wondered, when that day would come. And now it finally has, just have to wait alittle longer to meet this precious beauty that will bring joy to my son's live."
Donatello smiled, softly as he sipped the tea and looked to the old rat that smiled tenderly and proud. Placing the cup down on the table, and said. "I hope so, sensei."
He smiled warmly. "It will be reality soon enough, my son. Look to your brothers, and their families. Their lives had changed with great positivity and it will change for you as well, Donatello. Good things come to those whom wait. And you've waited long enough, it is your time to find your wife."
Donatello smiled, uncertain whether he should cry or spring up to his feet and hug his sensei. Finally he replied with a soft whisper. "Thankyou sensei." He bowed kindly then stood up, respectfully walked out and closed the door behind him. Splinter smiled, looked to the photograph of his sensei and the second photograph of his new daughters that had brought such joy to his sons lives.
His heart fluttered with warmth and incredible joy of happiness, three are happily married and beginning their own circles, now one is left. He only hopes, prays that a wondrous and angelic beauty will come for Donatello soon as he was getting old, his time is drawing near.
How long can splinter live for before his time finally runs out? He prays that it is not too soon as the old rat desires to be around for the last wedding, to see his last son to finally begin a new chapter in his life and be happy.
Ignoring the fact that it could happen from now and sometime in the future, no one can predict to be exact when that day may arrive. But, he decided not to allow that fear consume him or steal the last hope and prayer that continuously kept him going to see the day, he witnesses all his sons married and hopefully to meet his grandchildren before taking the first steps into the realm of spiritual realm where he shall rest in peace and watch over them peacefully while sending his love and guidance.
