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I'm glad all of you liked the turtle harem in the last installment. I decided to write another with a little twist. This is also for everyone who wants Kagome and Raph to kiss already in Just a Little Kiss. Please enjoy! X3
Installment 11: Nightmare
Kagome tentatively pushed the door to Donatello's lab open and stepped inside the dark, empty room, holding her flashlight with a steady hand. Normally, she wouldn't be so cautious about entering without Donnie's permission—he explicitly told her she was always welcome—but, after an ongoing storm knocked the power out, she was given the duty of looking after Michelangelo while Donatello, Leonardo, and Raphael went to check on the problem. As soon as the others left, Michelangelo declared a game of ninja hide-and-seek and fled after using one of his smoke bombs.
In almost no time at all, Kagome deduced Michelangelo was hiding in one of the many places of the turtle's lair that was off limits to him and started her search with the closest room.
"Michelangelo? Mikey, are you in here?" she called out as she stepped further inside. She frowned when he didn't answer her.
"Mikey," she calmly began to say, "if you're in here and you don't let me know before I leave, I'm going to take the last slice of your pepperoni, marshmallow, and licorice pizza and hand feed it to Raph."
Kagome didn't wait long before she heard a small yelp
"Come one, Mikey," she iterated, "I know you're here."
"No, I'm not."
Kagome rolled her eyes as walked right up to Donatello's main work bench covered with his ongoing experiments contained in the various test tubes and handwritten notes. She pointed her flashlight underneath it to reveal a short green turtle crouched down with his hands held in front of his masked face.
"Found ya," Kagome sang, smirking.
Michelangelo shook his head. "If I don't think I'm found, then I'm not found." He spread his fingers and peeked between the gaps, grinning.
"Did I just blow your mind?" he asked.
Exasperated, Kagome folded her arms over her chest, keeping the light shining on him. "Tell you what, you can blow my mind all you want if it means you get up and out of here before Donnie and the others get back. You know he doesn't like you coming in here."
Mikey snorted, still refusing to get up. He said, "But he loves you in here. You hear that? Donatello loves you."
Kagome shook her head, almost letting her giggles out. Shortly after she met the turtles, Mikey had taken to saying the word "love" more frequently with an annoying inflection. After Kagome got over her embarrassment, she thought it was cut, but, despite his innocent and playful intentions, it usually made Raphael and Leonardo ready to break his neck.
"And yet you're my favorite turtle boy," she countered, "And, if you want to stay that way, get from under that desk."
Michelangelo lowered his hands and grinned at her. "So you love me?"
Kagome held out her hand, hoping he'd take it.
"Of course I love you," she replied, "I love all of you. Now get out of there."
Michelangelo quickly took Kagome's hand and pulled himself up, clipping his shell on the edge of the table. Panicked, Kagome let go of his hand and leaned forward to stabilize Donatello's desk before his test tubes and beakers were knocked over. She gasped in alarm when one of the flasks tipped over and its contents splashed on her bare arm.
"Kagome, are you okay?" Mikey asked.
"Yeah," she answered as she put the flask upright and grabbed a few paper towels to wipe the spilt liquid from the table. When she tried to do the same with her arm, the liquid already evaporated away completely.
"Are you sure?" he pressed, "What if it's one of Donnie's freaky Mutagen experiments?"
Kagome frowned. The liquid didn't produce any immediate reaction after coming in contact with her skin, so she didn't consider it was composed of the Kraang's Mutagen. She and Donatello had their theories about how she'd react if she ever came in direct contact with Mutagen, but that didn't mean she wanted to get the stuff on her.
"I don't think so. Whatever's in that flask is clear, and it didn't burn me or leave a stain behind. It's probably just alcohol," she reasoned as she searched herself for any irregularities, "It must be. Donnie's probably sterilizing some of his equipment. Besides, we'd be able to tell if it was Mutagen just by looking at it."
"If you say so," Michelangelo replied, uneasy. He quickly perked up and said, "But, if you do turn into a mutant, I've got some perfect names already picked out for you!"
"Really? Let's hear 'em."
Before Michelangelo could say anything else, the power kicked back on evident by the sudden illumination and incessant hum of the fluorescent lights overhead and Donatello's electronic equipment restarting. Kagome squeaked and grabbed Mikey's arm, harshly pulling him back to the den behind her.
"Hey, not so rough!" he protested.
"Quiet!" she hissed, "If we play it cool, maybe Donnie won't know we were in there messing with his stuff!"
"But I thought we didn't have to worry about that stuff."
"That isn't what I'm worried about! If he finds out, Donnie might not love me as much as you think. He is very particular about his equipment."
When the two of them reached the couch, Kagome sat down and pulled Michelangelo with her. She eyed him warily as he settled down beside her.
"Now that I think about it, don't say anything at all," she told him.
"Wha—?" Michelangelo paused then grumbled when Kagome made a zipping motion across her lips. For someone who loved him, she always treated him like a little kid.
"We're back," Raphael called out as he, Leonardo, and Donatello emerged from the tunnel and joined Kagome and Michelangelo in the living room.
"I see you got the power back on," Kagome commented with a grin.
"Yeah, it should hold up for the rest of the night," Leonardo said, "But the storm's worse than we thought. You might want to stay here until morning just to be safe."
"Sure," Kagome replied with a nod. Truthfully, she spent so much time with the turtles it wasn't odd for her to hang around for a few days at a time.
"Since I'm staying, popcorn and a movie?"
"Alright," Raphael said and plopped down on the couch, propping his feet up, "Grab me a soda while you're at it, okay princess?"
"I told you not to call me that!" she retorted, snarling when Raphael only smirked at her.
Leonardo placed a calming hand on her shoulder and slowly coaxed Kagome to her feet. "Come on, Kagome. I'll help you."
"Thanks, Leo," she said as the turtle leader guided her to the kitchen. Raphael scowled as he watched them go.
"You know, if you keep messing with her, Kagome might not love you anymore," Michelangelo warned him with a cheeky grin.
"What are you talking about?" Raphael shouted, turning away from him to hide his blush, "And quit saying 'love' like that! It's driving me crazy"
"But I have to!" Mikey insisted, "There's love and then there's love. Two totally different things, bro."
"Well, you guys enjoy the movie," Donatello stated to interrupt the argument before it could progress, "I'm going to finish my work before anything else happens."
"Come on, D!" Mikey beseeched, "Put the Mutagen experiments on hold for a night and hang out with us."
"I can't do that!" Donatello asserted, his eyes wide with excitement, "This isn't one of my usual experiments. I'm doing tests on samples I've obtained from other mutants to see if they can help me develop an alternative method for producing the Retro-Mutagen that will cut down on the number of Mutagen canisters I have to use to create a single vial. Kagome also gave me a few samples of her DNA to see what effect it would have."
Through no fault of her own, the turtles managed to discover Kagome's little secret, her inherent spiritual ability as a miko and a very powerful one. She didn't divulge the entirety of the circumstances that lead to the discovery and development of her powers, but they proved to be very helpful against the Kraang and other mutants the Mutagen produced. As a scientist, Donatello was most interested in seeing how Kagome's singularities interacted with his experiments.
"Fascinating," Raphael dryly remarked as he flipped through the TV channels.
"I know! So far, I have collected samples from the mutant wasps, Fishface, Rahzar, Leatherhead, Pidgeon Pete, and Spider Bytes for my experiments. I haven't gotten far, but I was able to isolate a mutation specific Mutagen from each sample which I'm going to reverse engi—"
"Very fascinating," Raphael repeated, his voice completely monotone.
Donatello sighed and shook his head before he retreated to his lab. He muttered under his breath, "Why do I even bother?"
When he heard the door close, Mikey worriedly looked toward the kitchen. He knew Kagome told him whatever spilt on her was nothing to worry about, but, after what Donnie said, he couldn't help feeling a little paranoid.
I've got nothing to worry about. Gome will be totally fine.
-O0o0O-
Kagome blinked in rapid secession after she placed her hand on the refrigerator handle the stumbled forward. She just experienced a very odd sensation shooting through her entire body. Leonardo was quick to notice.
"Kagome, you okay?" he asked as he approached her from behind. When her stance faltered again, he placed his hands on her shoulder to keep her steady and on her feet.
"I'm fine," she answered though her breath was slightly labored, "I just feel a little warm is all."
"Are you sure it's just that?" he probed.
"Completely," Kagome replied, turning around to smile at him.
"Don't you believe me?"
"Yeah! Of course I do!" Leo answered, flustered.
Normally, he thought Kagome was exceptionally lovey it when she smiled and liked it when she smiled at him, but this one was very different from the others he was used to. Her pretty pink lips curled into a slow, sultry grin, a grin that had a very clear and obvious message.
No way is she looking at me like that, he decided with a quick shake of his head, It must be the light or something.
"Leonardo, you're tense," Kagome commented and placed her hand on his bicep before giving it a playful squeeze. She then trailed her fingers up his arm until they reached his shoulder.
"Oh! I'm fine. Perfectly fine," he instead while Kagome leaned closer to him and placed her other arm around his neck.
"Wha—what're you doing?" Leonardo asked, stammering. He stiffened when Kagome chuckled. Again, one of the things she did often that he adored seemed different, and it wasn't due the lighting or wishful thinking.
"Can't you tell?" she countered, her eyes hooded and her lips hovering just about his.
"Well, I—" Leonardo muttered, hesitantly putting his arms around Kagome's waist when she pressed herself completely to him.
"You got it now," Kagome whispered in approval, "Get ready for the best part."
"What's taking you two so long?"
At the sound of Raphael's voice, Kagome stepped away from Leonardo and straightened her appearance while he lingered in the place she left him. For all intents and purposes, they didn't appear overly suspicious.
"Well?" he iterated, expecting an answer.
"Sorry, Raph," Kagome said with a playful wink, "Tell you what, I'll hurry up and make the popcorn if you and Leo carry the drinks to the living room."
"Whatever you say, princess," he grumbled before he grabbed an armload of Cokes from the fridge and walked back to the den with Leonardo behind him.
"Hey, Raph, you notice anything different about Kagome just now?" he slowly inquired.
"Nope," he answered, "Why'd you ask?"
"No reason!"
When the two of them reached the den, Leonardo wordlessly passed the soda cans he carried to Michelangelo and continued walking to the back of the lair.
"I'm going to the bathroom!" he announced, "Start the movie without me!"
Leonardo picked up the pace rushed to the bathroom without waiting for a response. Once he was inside, he turned on the faucet and began repeatedly splashing the cool water on his face as it filled the sink.
What the hell is going on? Kagome's never acted like that before!
"Leonardo~!" Kagome sang as she appeared behind him, closing the door to the washroom with a nearly inaudible slam.
The turtle jumped and turned around to face the smirking raven haired girl. She giggled as he appraised her appearance and quickly approached him. Leo backed away from her until his shell collided with the edge of the sink. He then remembered the water was still running and reached behind him to clumsily shut it off before the sink overflowed.
Undaunted by Leonardo's jumpy behavior, Kagome said, "Don't tell me you're in here hiding from little ol' me."
"Of course not!" he answered far too quickly to sound convincing.
Kagome thoughtfully hummed before she reached behind Leonardo to dip her fingers in the water filled basin behind him. After pressing herself even closer to Leo, Kagome removed her hand and impishly flicked several water drops in his face with her fingertips.
"What are you…?" he began to ask but was too flustered to continue.
"I'm just cooling you off," she answered as she dipped her hand in the water again and repeated her actions. When she finished, Kagome brought her fingers to her lips to clean the remaining trails of water from her fingers with her tongue. Leonardo watched, transfixed. There was no doubt about it now. Sweet, innocent Kagome who always blushed and stammered due to Raphael's not-so-sweet, not-so-innocent teasing was seducing him and doing a damn good job of it too.
"That's why you came in here, right?" Kagome asked. She grinned when Leonardo could only dumbly nod.
"Good," she whispered as she stood up on the tips of her toes until her parted lips were next to Leonardo's cheek. He groaned when he felt Kagome's tongue gently caressed her skin, lapping up the water droplets she flung onto his face.
"Now I can heat you back up," she whispered when she finished and began kissing a trail to Leonardo's mouth.
The turtle leader gulped when Kagome's lips hovered over his and firmly placed his arms around her waist. He already resigned himself to the fact the new, coy and amorous Kagome was about to give him his first real kiss. His eyes became hooded and he pursed his lips together, anxiously waiting for Kagome to initiate the intimate contact.
Kagome chuckled before she finally pressed her lips to Leonardo's. The chaste contact immediately evolved into something more passionate when one of Kagome's unusually long and sharp canines pierced Leonardo's lip and forced him to open his mouth. She hurriedly pushed her tiny, pink tongue into his mouth, clutching him so tightly her fingernails dug into his skin. He responded by pulling her even closer and boldly gripping her thigh in his hand and hooking her leg around his waist. He ignored the sudden heaviness in his limbs and his dizzying lightheadedness to keep his focus on every single sensation Kagome introduced him to. When her teeth punctured his tongue and he slowly began to lose consciousness, there was only one coherent thought in Leonardo's head.
Best night ever…
-O0o0O-
Raphael pushed himself off the couch and headed for his bedroom, agitated. When Kagome and Leonardo failed to show back up the first time, he went to check on them. Kagome was perky and cheerful while Leonardo was rendered a flustered, bumbling idiot which was expected. Leo always acted uneasy about her due to his not-so-little crush on, but, for some reason, his instance seemed suspicious. Kagome's sweet persona seemed false and doctored, and Leonardo's reaction was far too exaggerated. To say the least, it was unsettling especially with the hasty exit Leonardo made. It made Raphael think there was more going on between them than it appeared, and he was more than a little jealous.
"Where are you going, Raph?" Michelangelo asked.
"To my room," he answered without looking back, "I don't know what Kagome and Leo are on, but I don't care."
He grumbled all the way down the hallway before he seamlessly opened the door, slammed it shut, and plopped down on his bed with his eyes closed.
"Took you long enough."
Raphael cracked open an eye to see Kagome leaning against his door with her arms folded, smirking. She stood up and slowly sauntered over to him purposely making her hips sway. When she reached his bed, she sat down on the edge beside him.
"It's rude to keep a lady waiting, ya know," she teased.
"Didn't get the memo that the party moved to my bedroom," Raphael quipped.
"It's best to keep these little soirées private," Kagome explained as she slowly reached over and placed her hand on the other side of Raphael's body before she used it as leverage to lean closer to him.
"We don't want any interlopers intruding on our personal affairs."
Raphael smirked at her closeness to hide the uneasiness he felt. He wasn't the first to admit it, but, like his other brothers, he had a thing for the foreign human girl. Anyone who could approach a group of mutants with a straight face and a friendly smile was enough to catch his notice. After that first encounter, Kagome endeared herself to him more and more without trying, but he couldn't seem to work up the nerve to approach her for that kind of relationship even when he started picking up on the not-so-subtle hints she dropped. Amazingly, Kagome was just as awkward with the opposite sex as they were—species aside.
Guess she got tired of waiting on me to make the first move, he mused.
Raphael blinked when Kagome leaned forward until her forehead touched his, her tiny puffs of breath tickling his skin.
"Ignoring a girl is even ruder," she whispered.
He gulped and said, "Sorry. Got a lot on my mind, princess."
Instead of getting upset when Raphael used the nickname she hated, Kagome only pouted. "Well, that just won't do."
With slow and deliberate movements, she lifted her leg and straddled Raphael's waist with a hand on either side of his head. Once she was in the position she desired, she sat up, running her hands over Raphael's chest as she arched her back with her skirt bunched up over her thighs.
"I want your complete and undivided attention," she told him, her tone authoritative and oddly alluring, "You got that?"
"Sure," he couldn't help but reply.
"Good," she cooed, dragging her fingers up and down the length of his chest. He groaned at the sensation she created but absently noted the tips of her nails felt longer and sharper than he remembered.
"Kagome, what are you doing?" he asked when she lowered her head to his neck.
"Isn't it obvious?" she countered, giggling, "I never took you to be the innocent one, Raphael."
Raphael shivered when she licked and nipped a trail to his lips and froze when he felt her warm breath mingling with his. His anticipation was nearly tangible as he wanted for her to kiss him fully.
"Open your mouth," she whispered against him with a smirk.
Raphael visibly shuddered before he slowly did as he was told and opened his mouth as slightly as he could. Still, Kagome purred in satisfaction before doing the same and commencing the long awaited, feverish contact of their lips, tongues, and teeth.
Having never kissed a girl—or anything else—Raphael was more than content to let Kagome take the lead and eagerly demonstrate each move and curl of her lips and tongue. She seductively stroked and caressed whatever she could reach inside his mouth, letting pleasurable mews escape whenever he reciprocated in kind. One hand continued to traces the grooves and patterns of his shell will the other tenderly held Raphael's cheek. He, though completely caught up in their passionate encounter, was only bold enough to keep his arms clamped tightly around her waist.
"Ouch!" Raphael cried out as he wretched his mouth away from Kagome's with a quick jerk.
She huffed, displeased. "What's wrong?"
"You bit me!"
Kagome chuckled and opened her mouth so Raphael could watch her tongue sweep over her teeth. Two pearly white fangs gleaned in the dim lighting of his room.
"Come on, Raph. Don't tell me you don't like it when I play rough."
"Your teeth…What the hell?" he implored, his voice slurred. For some reason, it was getting harder for him to speak clearly.
"It's just a little physical improvement I've experienced," she explained, purposely being vague, "It was odd at first, but I'm beginning to like the new me. Don't you?"
When Raphael opened his mouth to speak again, he found that he couldn't say a word.
What the hell? I'm paralyzed, he realized, his eyes wide.
"Don't panic, Raph," Kagome said, but her attempts to soothe him fell on deaf ears, "I know you're too much of the dominant, alpha male type to let me take the lead completely, so I enacted a little contingency plan to let me have my wicked way with you. Your heart and lungs and other important organs can still function on their own so you don't have to worry about dying on my watch, okay?"
Kagome smirked and, with nimble fingers, pulled off her fitted V-neck shirt leaving her hair suggestively tousled and her upper body clad in only a red satin bra with lacy black trim. Raphael would have gulped if he could will his throat to contract.
"At least, not until I've had my fun."
-O0o0O-
"Mikey!"
Instantly jolted awake, Michelangelo fell off the couch and onto the floor. As he rubbed the back of his injured head, he looked up to see Donatello standing over him. The lair was dork and the other turtles and their guests were nowhere to be seen.
"What up, D?" he asked.
"The power went out again," he briefly explained, "Have you seen Leo, Raph, or Kagome? I can't find them anywhere."
"Huh?" Mikey uttered. His mind was still jumbled after being forcibly awoken. Donatello rolled his eyes and reached down to pull Mikey up.
"Just come on!" he said, "We'll worry about them once we get the lights back on."
Mikey nodded as he followed Donnie out of the lair and into the nearest sewer tunnel with only a flashlight to light their path. He was more than a little unease.
Okay, why do I feel like we're in the last few panels of a horror comic? he mused.
Michelangelo might not have been the smartest turtle amongst his brothers, but he could tell when something was wrong. Even though he couldn't pinpoint why, he had a feeling it had to do with what happened when he and Kagome were in Donatello's lab earlier. She insisted she was okay, but he wasn't so sure anymore.
"Hey, Donnie?" he began to explain, "About those Mutagen experiments or whatever you were working on, what would happen if, totally and completely by accident, someone— let's just say, Kagome—got some of your experiment on her?"
Michelangelo squeaked when Donatello came to a sudden stop ahead of him and turned around.
"Michelangelo, what exactly are you trying to tell me?" he asked. Mikey winced. He knew exactly what that tone meant; Donnie was not going to be happy with him.
Before Michelangelo could say anything more, a sticky white substance was propelled from the end of the tunnel and landed on Donatello's mouth. Four additional shots of the same substance plastered his hands and feet to the wall of the sewer tunnel before he or Mikey could react.
"Donnie!" Michelangelo cried out when he overcame his shock. He reached out to help him but stopped with his hand in midair when he heard an eerily familiar feminine chuckle with sinister overtones from down the tunnel.
"Now, now, don't touch, Mikey," Kagome admonished as she strutted down the tunnel.
Michelangelo watched her advance and shrieked. Sometime after he last saw her with Leonardo, Kagome shed her clothes and shoes until she was left in her brilliant red bra and torn black skirt. Her scantily clad figure alone was enough to shock him, but there was much, much more wrong with Kagome's appearance.
Her shapely breasts were emphasized by her pale arms folded under her ample chest with her digits tipped with thick solid black nails several inches in length. Those bright blue eyes full of kindness and laughter were replaced with narrow orbs of devilish red with a second set of identical almond shaped optics offset from them. Directly above those four menacing eyes was a mark shaped like an intricate red hourglass in the center of her forehead. Large fangs hung over her plump red lips twisted in a manic grin. What was the most shocking about the petite female was the three paws of delicate and slender arachnid limbs stemming from the space between her shoulder blades that curled around her.
Spider Bytez, Mikey thought, Definitely Spider Bytez.
"Come on, Mikey. Don't look so frightened," she drawled as she continued her approach, "You know I love you. I love all of you."
Right on cue, Leonardo and Raphael appeared at Kagome's side with blank, completely black eyes and matching hourglass marks on their faces.
Mikey yelped when Kagome suddenly disappeared from his sight only to reappear directly in front of him much closer than he would have liked. With two quick steps forward, she backed him against the wall and pierced through the concrete with her newly acquired spider limbs. She reached out and used her humanoid limbs to tenderly stroke his face careful not to cut him with her nails.
"You relax, Mikey. I'm not going to hurt you," she purred, "If it'll make you feel better, why don't you run those post-mutation names you picked out by me? And don't tell me one of them is 'Black Widow', or I might get…upset."
"Aaaiiee-aaahhhhh!"
-O0o0O-
"Mikey!"
With a shout, Michelangelo was jolted up, falling off the couch and onto his shelled bottom.
"Bout time you got up!" Kagome said as she leaned over him, smiling. Michelangelo panicked and scurried away from her still on his back.
"Stay back!" he cried, "I won't be your brainwashed turtle love slave even if I do still love you!"
"Mikey, what are you taking about?" Kagome asked as she slid off the couch and knelt down beside him.
"Huh?" he uttered as he slowly looked around. The power was out like he remembered and his brothers were gone, but Kagome was completely mutation free.
Two arms, two legs, two blue eyes, fully clothed, totally not crazy looking… he mentally assessed as he looked her over, She's completely normal!
Kagome giggled at his confused look and said, "We were all watching a movie, and you fell asleep during it. Then the storm knocked the power out. I'm guessing you were having some dream."
"So it was all a dream. What a relief!" Mikey exclaimed with a sigh, "But where'd my bros go?"
"Donatello took Raphael and Leonardo with him to see if they can get the power back on. Since you were still sleeping, I volunteered to stay behind to watch you in case you woke," Kagome explained, "So what exactly did you dream about if you don't mind my asking?"
Michelangelo sheepishly answered, "Well, long story short, you ended up turning into an evil mutant spider chick."
"That turned you guys into my brainwashed turtle love slaves?" Kagome inferred with a giggle.
"Yeah, but the worst part is I woke up before I gave you your new name!"
"Really? Let's hear it then!"
Michelangelo hummed, thoughtful. He agreed that 'Black Widow' was far too obvious for an evil mutant spider chick. Even if the Kagome from his dreams was totally destined for a life of super villainy, she still deserved an awesome name.
"Well, it looked like you were super into red, so I was thinking 'Red Spider'," he said. Then he shook his when he thought of a better title.
"No! 'Crimson Spider'! Wait, I got it now! Raph and Leo were totally under your control like your own programmed puppet subject guys. You're the 'Crimson Queen'. It's the perfect for you!"
"You think so, eh?"
Soon after Kagome spoke, Michelangelo was thrown back to the ground then constricted with a long, thick leathery tail. She leaned over him with sharply clawed hands, a twisted open smile showcasing her mouth full of sharply pointed teeth, and large, luminous yellow eyes glowing in the darkness.
"I think 'Queen Croc' sounds so much better. Don't you?"
Mikey grimaced as he felt her tail tighten around him.
"Help me…"
-O0o0O-
punkish furball – That's a wrap! I can't decide which Mutant!Kagome I like more: Spider Bytez or Leatherhead. Either way, I hope you all enjoyed it. For all of you who keep up with Just a Little Kiss, it will be updated within the next few days.
Until next time, TCB! XD
(edited 08.10.2015)