Hello again! Was your day alright? I don't really have anything to announce, but as I said in the previous chapter, I will accept theories and explanations to broaden either this story or stories in the future.

I'm not too good on these ANs, hehe /…

Anyways here's chapter five!

Disclaimer: I do not own the TMNT series but I have made the OC's. I don't like to say 'own' because I feel like a creepy master…

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Four days have passed since Iori became a member of the lair. She helped Donnie out with some experiments, and she helped Leo plan different strategies for their vigilante patrols. She hung out with Mikey most of the time, cooking weird dishes, playing videogames; he even got her hooked on the anime Space Dandy. It wasn't a total getaway, however. Her chore list went through the roof. Most of it was just simple things, like going to get groceries(Iori looked up every food item in the world so she could know what she was asking for), cleaning bathrooms, cooking breakfast, lunch, and dinner(though her and Mikey split duties).

She easily done all of her chores in the deal she had made quickly, but one chore she simply hated. Today was the day she had a week's fill of dirty, smelly laundry. Now, this might be a shock to you, but when four boys (humanoid or turtle) live in the sewers and train all day, they make the most foulest of smells. Of course the smell is repulsing to a human, but for Iori, it was death. It wasn't like the family didn't have a washing and drying machine, but just to touch and throw the laundry in each machine made her cringe. Thank goodness she had her air sanitizing mask, so she wouldn't smell a thing.

It was this day; however, she couldn't do it. As she stuck her hand down Michelangelo's hamper, she pulled out a sticky Hustler's magazine. It didn't take her long to figure out what it was, and with a loud "Oh shit!" it was thrown on the other side of the laundry room. Iori threw off the mask in frustration. "Wha- why the fuck-"she went on and on, and a deep violet blush creeped onto her cheeks.

She couldn't believe what she had found. She has seen many stains in that room, but this one takes the cake. Iori quickly went to wash her hands, which she did so about three times. She got a plastic bag to hold the magazine in, and stormed over to the dojo room. She doesn't usually go in there, but the subject at hand called for immediate attention.

The turtles were doing their usual sparring. It was Mikey's turn to spar with Raphael, and he boldly walked with confidence towards his opponent. "Prepare to have your ass handed to you be the great and mighty MC Mikey!" He did a few tricks with his nun chucks and had a smug grin stretching from ear to ear. Raph cracked his neck and spun his Sais around, "Bring it on, dill weed!" The two went at it like pros. Raph dodges Mikey's spin kicks, while failing to hit Mikey with each powerful punch. Donnie and Leo looked at their fighting from the sidelines. "Mikey has improved." Leonardo noted. Donnie nodded in response, breaking down the calculations of each move and tactic of both fighters. The spar continued until finally Raph tripped Mikey and gave him a blow to the stomach on the way down. Mikey landed with a thud, but after Raph finished laughing, he helped his younger brother up. "What was that about my ass getting handed to me?" Raph chuckled. Mikey pushed him playfully and brushed himself off, "Yeah well I let you win, obviously. MC Mikey didn't feel like giving out too much energy." Raph snorted and patted him on the shoulder. "Well I believe it's our turn now." Donnie said.

Both Donnie and Leo got up, but before they could even get into stance, the dojo door flew open, revealing a very upset Iori standing in the doorway. The brothers looked a little surprised; she doesn't really come into the dojo unless it's after their training to clean. Leonardo stepped forward, "Is there something wrong, Iori?" She looked up, and he noticed she had a deep blush on her face, and then her eyes turned into anger as she locked eyes with Mikey. "Mikey," she held up the plastic bag, "Care to explain to me why I found this inside your hamper?" She uncovered the magazine, still sticky, and the turtles looked in awe. The three brothers looked at Mikey in disgust.

Mikey's cheeks turned a bright red, and he rubbed the back of his head, chuckling nervously. "Sorry about that, sweetness. I was meaning to hide that but I forgot where I put it." She sighed heavily, "Next time, try to keep things you don't want me to see out of my reach." She walked over to hand over the magazine, but then Raph came over and took it. Iori looked at him in confusion; the hell was he doing with that nasty thing? He squinted to see the wording, then balled his hands into fists. "Aw fuck, Mikey! Why'd you jack on one of my mags?!"

"That's yours?" Leo said, stunned. Donnie adjusted his glasses, "Oh my…" and Mikey hid behind his brother to protect himself from Raging Raph. "I swear always taking my stuff! Can't even have a damn magazine around here, I swear to-"

"Your mag?" Raph turned to Iori, nostrils flared and eyeing her.

That's when he realized he just confessed to owning a dirty magazine.

In front of a girl.

A girl who is sharing a room with him.

"It's your magazine?" her blush got darker, and he swallowed a lump in his throat. God, this was embarrassing. "Well, uh, it's not exactly 'my' mag…" "I think it's about time we prepare a separate room for Iori," Leo said, "It might be better for her if she doesn't, uh, witness our personal activities." All four nodded in agreement, and Iori had no hesitation moving the little stuff she packed up into a separate room in the lair.

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After a few hours of extensive cleaning, her room was finally in order. She brought out her cube, a device that holds all belongings and places them in areas she would like to have them, and set up all of her desired furniture. She showed Leo how to do it, explaining it kind of like customizing a videogame house, to which he was pleased to learn.

It took awhile for her to forgive Mikey (I mean who could resist that charm *sarcasm*), but she let it go and they continued hanging out. She's actually gotten closer to Mikey more than any of the other family members. With the videogames and anime watching, she found a new friend to talk to, which they talked about everything together. She even got to know how much he loved girls, especially with his constant flirting. She didn't mind, though, because if he said the wrong thing she would've sat his ass down.

Ever since the 'magazine' incident, though, Raph has been avoiding Iori. Every time she comes into his space, he's either so cold or distant or walks away without saying a word. It got on Iori's nerves a bit but she didn't question him. They never talked much to begin with. He did say earlier in time that he didn't trust her. She thought he was just being cruel to show his disapproval.

On Friday night, the brothers came back from their late night patrol. Raph got to bust a few Purple Dragon heads in, along with random muggers he spotted. He fought a little harder than usual, though. The incident between him and Iori still bothered him, even a week after it happened. He didn't mean to avoid her like he did, but every time she came around, his shame was too much for him to handle. He saw her face too; she looked almost disappointed he avoided her. She got along with everyone else, and it made him angry he didn't the same attention. He wouldn't admit it was his own fault, and in result he avoided her altogether.

The four walked into the lair, Mikey hooting for their victory, and Donnie quickly going into his lab. Raph turned to the direction of his room, but was stopped by Leo's hand on his shoulder. Raph eyed his brother, "If I were you, I'd get that hand off me before something bad happens." Leo tightened his grip, and that only made Raph growl. "You need to talk to her." Raph's eyes widened. He turned his head away, not willing to show his shame to his brother. Leo frowned and released Raph's shoulder. "Out of all of us she talks to you least. I don't know what's going on with you, but she gets the feeling you don't like her." Raph grunted and clenched his fists, "How do you know that, huh? You have psychic powers or something?"

"I don't need any sort of powers to see the effect you have on her. Each time she comes around you, you turn into a brick wall. Most of the time you just walk away. Think about how she feels. She helps out around here, and this is how you treat her. You need to knock it off, Raph."

"I don't give a damn of how she feels," he raised his voice, "She shouldn't even be down here! Alien or human, the surface is where she belongs. It's her fault she saw the magazine, it's her fault she feels like crap! She shouldn't have even fucking down here with us! All of it is her damn fault!" Raph stopped his rant when he saw Leo frown behind him. He turned around to see Iori, hands full of laundry, her eyes dark and filled with sadness. Raph's face immediately softened. "Iori, I-" She threw the laundry down onto the floor and stormed into her room, door slamming behind her.

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Oh boy, that was a harsh ending. Raph pissed her off BIG time. I wonder if he'll apologize or just leave it at that. Well, that was a pretty good chapter! I may or may not update this week, but I'll try my best to make it so. Hope you enjoyed reading, toodles~