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Leonardo Pov

I lay on mine and Karai's bed, propping my body up with my right elbow, watching my fiancée as she shuts and locks our bedroom door. I raise an eyebrow as she spins around and makes her way back over to me. "Locked door?"

"Just in case things get a little..rough." Karai says mischievously as she sits down in front of me. "So, what do you want to do?" What do I want to do? Well, right now I just want to hold her, showering her in kisses while whispering sweet nothings as she drifts into a peaceful sleep. Though, I know that she would much rather play.

With a smirk on my face, I reply in a devious voice, "I was thinking something a little like this." In one swift, well calculated move, I've wrapped my arm around Karai and rolled her under me, my ridged form now looming over her.

Karai's breaths are heavy as she bites her bottom lip, a naughty look being worn on her beautiful face. "Well, wasn't that exhilarating?"

A smirk grows on my mouth, "Oh, I'm just getting started."

My lips are on hers instantaneously, moving fast and greedy like. I savor the sweet, cherry like taste of her lips, for it could be gone before I know it.

Two sets of hands wander, exploring long lost bodies. It's been so long since I last felt her curves and edges, her perfect imperfections. Karai's hands linger at my hair, as they so often do during our make-outs. Mine, on the other hand, have managed to slip up her black tank top, my long fingers making smooth circle like movements on her warm belly. Karai's back arches at my cold touch, a moan escaping her luscious, ruby red lips as our mouths pull apart for the slightest moment. We stare into each other's eyes for a short period of time as we both regain our breath. My hands move away from Karai's warm body, to my dismay, and instead to the hem of my navy blue tshirt, which is lifted off of my body, revealing my bare torso. My knees rest on either side of Karai's curvy hips, a look of subduction displaying itself willing on her angelic face. "How on earth is it possible for one man to look so hot?"

I chuckle at her flattering question. "I was just wondering something along the lines of that, actually."

Karai's raises her eyebrows with a teasing smile. "You were wondering why you're so hot?" I roll my eyes and sigh playfully. "No, I was wondering why you're so hot."

"Oh, well that makes a lot more sense." Karai says in a fake dumbfounded tone. "Oh, well that makes a lot more sense." I repeat her words in a similar tone, and let me tell you, it was the best choice I have ever made. Karai's cheerful laugh followed after me, making me feel like the luckiest man alive.

Karai's arms wrap around my neck, pulling me down into a long, passion filled kiss. My eyes shut, my lips sweet, my arms wrapped around the love of my life. I try to think back to a time that I was happier than this, but my mind can't recall one. This, this right here, is the highlight of my life.

"I love you so much." I whisper as we pull apart, our foreheads resting gently on each other. "I love you more." Karai challenges. "Sorry, babe, but that ain't possible." I tell her in an oh-well-I-win tone.

Karai pushes me off of her, rolling me into my back. My sapphire eyes watch as Karai sits up and removes her tank top, showing me her bare stomach and bra. She then looks down at me, a smile playing itself on her sexy countenance. "And what are you looking at?"

"You're marvelous body." I admit willingly. "I could show you more of my 'marvelous body' if you would just do me one little favor." A bribe? Alright, let's see what this is; I'm positive it'll be worth it.

Once again, I prop myself up on one elbow, looking over Karai with an intensifying need for her bare body on top of mine. "Ya, and what is that?"

"I want you to beg."

"Beg?" My tone is full of disbelief. Since when do ninjas beg?

"Yes, beg. And if you don't, we can just go to sleep for the night." Karai, once again playing her mind tricks. Reeling me in, then casting me out. She does this rather often, testing her limits, her boundaries. She doesn't do this with too many other things, it's manly me that she likes to toy with. The main reason I think Karai does this with me is because she knows how much I cherish her, leading me to be more susceptible to giving way to her desires.

Beg..okay how do I beg? Puppy dog eyes? Nah, that's too childish. Think about Mikey, how does he beg? Well, he repeatedly says please until you eventually say yes. Wait, why am I thinking about Mikey begging? This is me, and Karai, not Mikey and me.

This impossible. Truly, completely. The one thing I can't do; beg.

What can substitute it, though? What could I possibly do that would make Karai give in and make love to me?

What always works on her? Always makes her cave in?

Words. I have a way with words.

"I can't beg. I know that you want me to, but I cannot. It isn't because I'm afraid of looking vulnerable; you would never judge me like a book on a shelf, I know that. The reason I can't is because I don't know how to, I was raised in a way that forbids begging. If you must beg someone for something, you clearly do not deserve it. But I do deserve this, you and I both deserve this. We were both so distant for so long, we both need each other. So, I ask you, not beg you, will you make me the happiest man to ever live and let us finish what we started?" I speak in a sophisticated way, keeping in mind how much Karai digs that.

Rolling her eyes, Karai lays down on her back and turns her head to the side, looking at me with an expression describing defeat. "I hate you so much sometimes."

I laugh. "I know, but at the end of each day you love me."

"Mmm, I wouldn't be so sure smartass." Karai says teasingly.

"Come here." I pull Karai on top of me, and tug on her pajama pants, urging her to take them off. "You wanna finish whatcha started?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

Raphael Pov

Me, Donnie, and Mikey all sit in the living room quietly, the only sounds are the clock ticking and Don's big, green fingers click-clacking away on that cheap laptop of his. Donatello and Michelangelo are both still mutants, brother really caring for a human form, unlike me and Leonardo. I'm surprised that Don hasn't changed, considering how he basically majors in retro mutagen, which will be selling for nearly $400 per canister next month. My brother has been getting pretty excited about opening the product up to buyers, but all I can think about is the cash he'll be making. Cha-Ching, Cha-Ching!

From my spot on the couch, I scroll through a new set of Features on iFunny. Don is obviously doin' some sorta form of work, and Mikey is sitting in the center of the living room, cradling Karai and Leonardo's new puppy, Ace. Bored, I turn off my phone and set it on the coffee table sitting in front of me. My legs are outstretched, my feet just a couple of inches away from Donnie-Boy, who is sitting in an upright-slouch.

I heave a sigh of boredom. There's only a month and a half left of summer vacation, then it's on to senior year. I've wasted my summer, I truly have. Sitting around the house doing nothing. If summer is going to end, I want it to go out with a bang! I want to go on a vacation or something. I don't know, I just don't want to be that kid who did nothing but sit on his phone all summer long when he could've been out partying.

"Guys, we should go somewhere before summer ends." I announce my thoughts and my brothers don't acknowledge my words for a moment. Then, without looking up from his computer screen, Donatello says, "There's a super market right down the street. Take my Mikey; we need bread."

I lean forward and slap my Smart Alik brother on top of the head. "I mean a vacation, shell for brains! There's only a month and a half left of summer vacation."

Donnie nods. "I am aware."

I glare up at the ceiling and slowly counting to ten to release my irritation. Father taught me to do this at a very young age, and I've noticed that recently my short fuse has been cut shorter and I'm far more likely to explode. Counting to ten helps some, but not much.

"What I am trying to say here, is that I want to go on a vacation before I am forced to go back to school. All I want is some help planning the vacation." I talk slowly, exaggerating the bigger words. My annoyance is showed through my voice, and I'm on the verge of snapping. If I here one more smartass remark I swear to god-

"You also want someone to give you the money for it." Donatello has a smirk on his face and I clench my fists. He's doing this on purpose, to annoy me. He's testin' his limits, and my nerves are being lost quickly.

"Sure. Sure, I want money! Whateva ya say, Donnie-boy!" I shout resentfully. "Now, does anyone have any suggestions for the vacation spot?"

Michelangelo perks up excitedly. "Why don't we go to Hawaii? We won the free trip, might as well use it."

I shake my head. "Nah, Karai and Leo wanted to use that for their wedding."

"If there is a wedding." Michelangelo murmurs softly as he pets the top of of Ace's head. Me and Donatello exchange looks of confusion, both of us pondering over what our little brother just said.

Donnie closes his laptop and sets it aside, resting his elbows on his knees he leans forward and watches Mikey intently. "What do you mean 'if there is a wedding'?"

At my youngest brother as he picks the puppy up off of his lap and sets him down gently on the ground. The Husky falls into a deep, peaceful sleep the second his thick fur hits the carpet. Then, Mikey leans back, resting on the palms of his hands as his legs stretch straight in front of him. "They've been fighting a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if they called the whole thing off and broke up." Mike shrugs his shoulders and looks down at the sleeping Ace next to him.

I glance over at Donnie, who's already giving me an unsure look. "Look, Mikey, Leo and Karai are just goin' through some tough times right now. They'll be fine soon enough; trust me. They love each other, and they are getting married." My tone of voice is firm, I know that through Mikey's ears I must sound strict, but I don't want my baby brother worrying about Karai and Leo breaking up. Not even I want to think about that.

"If you say so." Doubt shines through Mikey's voice as he rolls his eyes at my oppressive words.

Wanting to change the subject before things got too gloomy, I moved back to my earlier questions; where should we go? "Any other ideas for where we can go on vacation?"

"Florida?"

"Nah, to original."

"California?"

"Too hot."

"Mexico?"

"How about we stay in the country?"

I could tell that my brothers we're running out of ideas, so I started thinking. Where can we go that'll have nice temps and nice place to stay?

North Carolina.

A couple weeks ago Mona was telling me about this island just off of North Carolina that she visited once when she was a kid. The island is called Holden Beach, and has nearly 300 houses on it; most of which you can rent to stay in for vacation purposes.

"Hey, Don, remember that island in North Carolina that I told you about?"

Donatello looks at me with a questioning expression. "Holden Beach?"

"Ya, that one. What if we stayed there?" I suggest. Donnie doesn't hesitate to turn on his laptop and I know right away that he's looking up the houses.

Mikey jumps up from his seat on the floor and walks behind the couch, leaning over Donatello's shoulder to study the website advertising the small town. I move from one end of the couch to the other, watching my brothers computer screen more intently than I should. When I have something glued in my mind I become intrigued; this just so happens to be glued in my mind.

"These houses look fairly nice, and don't cost that much. I say we figure out who's coming, and book a house and some flights. We'll go in, per se, three weeks?" Donatello is already browsing through the houses, and I know that I've got myself a deal.

Karai Pov

My eyes flutter open to find myself laying on Leonardo's strong, brawny chest. His arms are wrapped tightly around my bare back, and memories of last night come flooding into my mind. I close my eyes, savoring the sweet memories of sex and love, not wanting to wake up just yet. Because I know what awakening will mean, getting ready for the day and then having to sit down and sort out all of mine and Leonardo's differences. It's not that I'm afraid to commit, I just don't want to have to think about our fights.

My eyes shoot open as I realize something; that was the first night in nearly a month that I didn't have that reoccurring nightmare. Omigod, I didn't have that nightmare! My enthusiasm night seem crazy, stupid, even, but I don't care. I've been afraid to sleep for so long, just because I knew that it would bring back memories from the incident.

I smile to health as I take my hands out from under the comforter covering mine and Leo's bare bodies; placing my chilled fingers on Leonardo's biceps, holding on tight to my sweet love. He must've been awoken by my touch, because his thick, tired voice murmurs against the top of my head, "Good morning, my love." I blush as I feel him press a kiss to my head, and I breathe in his warm and welcoming scent.

"Ohayō, hanī." I whisper the soft words in Japan and I can sense a smile creeping onto Leonardo's face.

"This is why I love you." His grip on me tightens, and he squeezes my fragile body close to his; a hug of sorts.

"Oh, I love you for many reasons." My tone is seductive, practically begging for attention.

"Hm? I'd love to hear about all of those reasons; care to join me for a shower?" I lay in silence for a moment, considering the suggestion. It sounds like a pleasure, standing in a steaming hot shower with my fiancé. The only problem is that I really do not feel like moving; at all.

"Only if you carry me." I make a bribe out of this deal. It's a win win, really. Leonardo gets the luxury of carrying my small frame while I get the opulence of pressing dozens of kisses to his neck and collar as his strong, masculine arms caress me gently.

"Consider it done." The second he says it, I'm being lifted up into his arms as Leo begins walking towards our private bathroom.

Just as I planned to do, I press kisses to his neck and collar during the enter walk there. "I love you so much, Leonardo."

A loud, heavy sigh escapes Leonardo throat as I give his neck a love bite. "Dammit Karai, now I'm gonna have to wear a freaking turtleneck." Leo complains in a playfully annoyed tone.

"Well, isn't that ironic. Turtle-boy wearin' a turtleneck."

"Hey, quit teasing." I giggle at Leonardo's quick response to my comment.

Leo opens the shower door and walks us into the small, walk-in-closet sized shower. I slide out of his arms and turn towards the handle, turning on the hot water.

The steaming liquid immediately begins to spray out of the shower head, raining down on me and my love. I take a small step towards Leonardo, linking our fingers together and getting up on the tips of my toes to press a kiss to his soft, lips. Tongues brush against each other inside of our mouths; lips smack together in a dance of sorts. Savoring the sweet moment, I draw back, looking at Leonardo with a smile playing on my lips.

"So, care to list off all of the things you love about me?" Leonardo asks in a slightly challenging tone.

"All? But darling, that would take hours." I return with an innocent accent lurking in my voice.

"Well then, I guess we'll be in here awhile, now won't we?"

I nod. "Indeed we will."

Leonardo lets go of my hands and places his on my lower back, tugging me closer to him. "So, care to adulate me?"

Smirking, my fingers trail up his arms and across his neck and face, landing in his silky, wet hair. They tangle themselves in his sexy brown locks.

"Well, if you insist." I ponder for a little while, wondering where I should begin. Should I just tell him every little detail that pipes my interest? Or maybe I should tell him a story of sorts, starting with the moment I began to love him all the way to now? Ya, I'll do that. It'll be like what he told me that night he pissed me off in front of his family and then came begging for me to forgive him.

"I think it all started when we made an alliance to take down the Kraang's stealth ship. I began to see you as a friend, not a foe. I remember when you saved me when I was falling to my death off of that ship. I recall closing my eyes and silently begging God for a second chance, to spare my life just once; how silly of me it was to think it was the end. It wasn't, thanks to you. God answered my prayer; he sent me an angel.

"I fell straight into your lap, you looked so concentrated as you drove us to safety. I didn't know what to say, I was beyond grateful, just didn't know how to express it. You didn't seem to mind though, you asked for a thanks, didn't receive one, and kept driving. I was genuinely confused as to why you took me to your hideout, I was your enemy, I expected you to drop me off in some dumpster and disappear. You don't disappoint, though.

"Trust, that's what I gave you that day. We formed a plan to take down the Kraang and I considered us friends. That night a laid awake just a little later than usual, obsessing over your kindness towards me. To my dismay, I had developed a crush for you, and I knew there was no taking it back. I felt guilty for liking you, you were a forbidden fruit. But, I went on liking you.

"I was crushed when you betrayed me, I didn't want accept the fact that you were only trying to help. If I could go back I think I would've thanked you and joined your side; my father is an evil man. Sadly, I couldn't see that back then. I did a couple of months later, though, when he left me in New York with little to nothing. I realized that you were right to have tried to kill him, and my crush on you grew back.

"When I saw you at school I knew that this was my second chance at being your friend; maybe even more. That's why I was so quick to except you, announcing is friends so quickly. I'm sorry if I startled you, I don't think I was right in the mind back then. I had gone mad. But apparently not, other wise I wouldn't be here with you right now.

"I've always liked you more I should, Leonardo. But I think I finally fell in love with you after you broke Raphael's arm. I knew that if you were willing to break your brothers arm just so you could be with me, then I must mean a hell of a lot to you. And I was right, because here we are, standing in a steaming hot shower, both of us wearing engagement rings, with nothing but each other and our future on our minds." I press another kiss to Leonardo's mouth before finishing my speech. "And that, Leonardo DaVinci Hamato, is why I love you."

The biggest smile I have ever seen appears on Leonardo's face. "I love you too, Karai Yuuko Oroku."

Yoshi Pov

I pace back and forth inside of my room, debating whether or not to go through with my earlier idea, of which I will propose to Claire tonight over a dinner date at a restaurant that I've made us reservations for. Yes, either way we will be going on our date, the only difference would be if I ask her to marry me or not.

I lift my wrist up and read my watch for the time. 1:57. That means I have four and a half hours to decide. Sweat drizzles down my back, becoming more apprehensive by the second. It's been so long since I've been in love; seventeen years. I haven't felt this petrified since I became the father of my sons. I don't even know if I can handle another serious relationship, though I do know that the boys will be leaving for college soon enough and Donatello will most definitely move out on his own. Can I handle living alone? Or do I need someone by my side?

What to do, what to do?

Perhaps I shall ask one of my sons for advise? Yes, that would be a very reasonable idea.

Stepping out of my bedroom, I look out into the living room to find my four sons and Karai all talking amongst themselves. My eyes drift towards Leonardo, and I suddenly feel a pull towards asking him for help. After all, he did go through something similar to this less than a year ago. "Leonardo, may I speak to you in the kitchen?" All five of the teens stop their chattering to glance over at my eldest.

"Uh, sure, Father." The two of us make our way towards the kitchen in silence, four sets of eyes burning into our turned backs.

Once in the kitchen, I begin to prepare to mugs of tea, just as I always have before having a discussion with any of my sons. It's an old Japanese tradition to drink tea while having an important talk, it is said to help the mind flow freer.

"How are you and Karai?" Leonardo sits down at one of the stools at the marble island as I boil water over the stove, collecting two fresh tea bags from a box in the cupboard.

"Very well. We've had many differences lately, but we're getting past that." I nod in understanding, a smile on my face. It warms me to know that my son has found happiness, he was so disappointed when the time for him to retire as the leader of his brothers came. Karai has had a major impact on Leonardo, strengthening him and giving him much respect. I am very happy to hear that they are doing alright and will be married soon. "I am extremely happy for the both of you, my son."

"What about you and Claire? How are you two?"

"Ah, you see, that is exactly what I wished to speak to you about." I can practically smell my sons confusion as I pour water into our cups, dropping a tea bag in each glass. I hand Leonardo his beverage as I sit down across from him. "I wanted your help with something. Would you be willing to lend a hand?" I raise my eyebrows in question as I stare deep into my eldest sons glowing eyes.

"Oh, of course. But, what exactly am I helping with?"

"Tonight I am going on a dinner date with Claire to a five star restaurant that I made reservations for earlier this month. As you know I've been going out with Claire for quite some time now, and I intend to purpose to her tonight over dinner."

Leonardo's excitement brightens his eyes and a huge grin develops on his face. "Oh father, that's great! I am so happy for you. Have you gotten the ring yet?"

I shake my head. "No, that is what I wanted you for. I saw the engagement ring you bought Karai, and it was magnificently beautiful. I was wondering if maybe you and your brothers would go buy me a ring?"

My son furrows his brow. "You don't want to pick it out yourself?"

"No, it'll only make it that much more magical."

"Okay, well, we'll go buy you a ring then."

Leonardo Pov

I park my car in the Jared's parking lot. Next to me in the passenger seat is Raphael, who has his beats headphones on, the present that Mona had bought him for Christmas, listening to some rock band by the sound of it. Michelangelo sits in the middle back seat, messing around with the A/C controls on the glove box. Donatello decided to stay home and help Father pick out an outfit for tonight, and Karai said that she would much rather care for her new puppy than come along. We never had our talk this morning, we got to caught up in making out in the shower to do that. I promised her that the second I got home we would go up into our room and talk; to which she obliged.

"You guys ready to go in?" I ask, unbuckling my seat belt and taking the keys out of the ignition.

"I am, but Raph's not." Mikey answers from the back seat. I watch my youngest brother as he unbuckled and leans forward. I wince as he takes one end of Raphael's headphones and rips it away from his head. Leaning towards Raphael's ear, he screams at the top of his lungs, "RAPH, WE'RE HERE!"

I scrunch up my eyes and lean into my seat, not wanting to see how the rest of this plays out.

"MIKEY!" Raphael tears his head phones off and practically dives into the backseat, tackling Mikey and throwing repeated punches to his chest.

"Hey, hey, quit it! Raph, get off of Mikey; Mikey, leave Raph alone!" I bark. My eyes are narrowed, staring each of my brothers down.

Raphael, being the rebel he is, glares at me with a challenging look in his eyes. "Who made you in charge?"

"Um, me? I'm the oldest, it's my responsibility to keep you three in line. Why do you have to make that so hard, Raphael?" Unresolved issues began to surface through my words. Me and Raphael have never, to this day, analyzed one single argument between us. Maybe that's why, with every passing day, we're growing further and further apart.

Raphael isn't going to yield, though, he isn't one to admit his faults and move on. I can sense an argument rising, the intensity poisons the atmosphere that was calm only moments ago. "I ain't doin' shit, Fearless. So if you could just mind your own business for two damn seconds-"

"Oh like you ever stop butting into things! All you ever do is pick fights and jump into arguments; it's always one after another with you!" I shout defensively.

I can practically see Raphael's veins boiling under the pressure of his own hostility, smoke is virtually puffing out of his nostrils. "I don't 'pick fights', Leo! I conflict in the ones I'm involved in and that's it. You think I enjoy pissing you all off, but I don't." What a lie to tell, he doesn't enjoy ticking us off. Tch.

"You're such a con artist, ya know that? Lying non stop, physically hurting everyone for no reason. You wonder why no one wants to be around you, but if you would just open your eyes for-"

"Oh that's fucking bullshit! You're the one who's always askin' me to help you with stuff, and Mikey, your always asking me ta play with ya. And what about Mona, huh? We've been dating for 10 and a half months now, you think she's just pretending?"

"6 and a half, actually. You had a four month break." I correct with a pathetic smile. "I don't know why Mona sits there and deals with you all the time, she's only hurting herself."

"That's it! I'm done! You can't just start insulting people, Leo, especially not your little brotha'!" I can't help but laugh as Raphael points his index finger at me accusingly.

"You little hypocrite! All you ever do is bully us. We can't even say one little thing without the timebomb exploding!"

"You think you got me all figured out, don't ya? You think you know me like the back of your hand, but ya dont." Raphael hisses.

I shake my head in argument. "I don't think, I know."

"Oh really. Then tell me, wise guys, what am I about to do?" What is he about to do? Please, this is too easy.

"You're going bathe out of the car and walk your way home. Then, when you do get home, you're going to lock yourself in the bedroom and invite Casey over so you can't vent your problems to him." Raphael grunts, rolling his eyes and grabbing his head phones and iPhone from the passenger seat. "JackAss." He mutters.

"Bastard." Two can play at this game.

"Dick head." A low growl plays in Raphael's throat as he turn towards his car door.

"Asshole!" I shout just as the car door gets slammed shut.

An unsettling silence fills the air, guilt beginning to settle in. What just happened? I can't even explain it to myself, it was just so fast and sudden, I couldn't even think. I called Raphael some pretty nasty things, but he did the same to me. Are we even? Was that the end of a battle? Or are things just hearing up? I hope that was the end, I don't think I could handle anything more intense than that.

I shake my head, regret replacing my happy thoughts from this morning, just wanting to get home to Karai's reassuring arms. I'm positive that if I talk to her about this she'll give me her input and understand that all that I said was out of irritation with my younger brother.

A sigh escapes my tired body. "Come on, Mike, let's just get a ring and go home."

That was chapter four, everyone! I really hope you enjoyed it. I really enjoyed writing this chapter, coming up with Karai's and Leonardo's middle names was pretty interesting, actually. I know that I said that this chapter would contain the talk between Karai and Leonardo, but I'm moving that to chapter 5. The proposal and ring shopping is also going to be featured in there as well. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this long chapter. Please review!

-RaphSai03