Cradling a delicate hand, bulky thumb stroked her soft palm, solemnly engrossed at the pallid skin as a digit trailed the long curved line. Wistfully sighing, the hunched blue masked terrapin lowered her hand before impassively staring at the chalky, grey, cracked wall. A mirth chuckle left him when a nimble right hand began to rub in a circular motion upon his carapace, golden eyes following every line, curve and chip she could find on his shell.

A slender indent finger examined the hexagon shape, soon growing curious at an outline she never noticed. Turning her hand toward herself, she closely inspected her fingerprints, and soon smiled at the similarity. Pressing her cheek closer to his carapace, the kunoichi smiled merrily as Leonardo tenderly interlaced their fingers. Clearing his throat, he glanced to his left, eyes squinting from the bright light coming from the street lamp, catching his breath exhaling through the bitter air after shifting from his seat.

"It's almost time to go." Dark static locks tickled the mid-section of his shell when shaking her head in response.

"Not yet." The dulcet whisper soothed him, shivers returning.

Gargantuan right hand grasped her left, smiling once Karai hugged him tighter. Long thin fingers soon traced the patterns of his carapace again, prior to running her palm down until reaching the outer indents of his shell, nails picking at a nick.

"We can meet up again tomorrow," he countered, growing more anxious as the minutes passed by.

"Or stay here longer."

"Father will find out." She dejectedly scoffed, wanting to joke, but the pain lingered within, knowing he was right. Sighing, Karai pulled away, leaving him to regret as the warmth left his form.

Twisting around, sitting on his knees, he hastily grabbed her hands. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he looked away from the glossy golden stare.

"Sorry…"

Nodding, she tugged her hands back, standing up to grab her drawstring bag from the corner of the shabby room. He followed, putting on his belt and strap, finishing by sheathing his katana blades.

Dejectedly sauntering over to the open window, her hands tightly held the dirtied white curtains apart.

Waiting.

Leonardo looked around after leaning thin lips closer to her cheek, wanting to say goodbye. His expression fell once she pulled away, shaking her head.

Karai climbed out, leaving him behind as she sprinted off, running back home.

The blue-cad turtle could only breathe in deeply, centering himself before going back to the lair.

He missed the frequent combat fighting, the taunting, the off-side winks and blushes. And everything else in between.

However, those feelings were replaced with worry once finding out she was his father's daughter.