A/N:

Ok SORRY for the long overdue wait on this. The little writer block fairy took away my head for a moment. and there are probably spelling mistakes and errors in this, but just ignore them for my sake.

ANYWAYS so to recap everything.

Willow and Leo have a date for their Wedding.

They just got back from their Engagement party at Willow's parents house in Massachusetts where the brother's met all of Willow's family.

Karai is still in the picture, however they have no idea what she's plotting or why she's even back.

Felicia is the Maid of Honor and Izzy is pissed.

On with the story!

Riley walked down the noisy New York City streets as night clubs thumped with loud music. She had seemed to forgotten in the mist of letting Willow and Leo have a night to themselves that her friends from work were boring. They talked about new students and their problems, almost as if they were all back in high school themselves. After about a totally of an hour and thirty four minuets Riley had enough and said her good-nights, with an excuse of an early morning.

It was a Friday night at ten o'clock and she was dressed and wanted to get some form of alcohol in her, but her real friends were busy either getting laid, being insanely boring with technical crap or searching the streets for crime and mayhem.

Turning onto a block corner she heard a low thud from behind her. She grasped her pepper spray in her hand and turned quickly only to have the pepper spray taken from her hands and body pushed against a wall.

"Whoa there killa." Mikey's voice said in her ear, his warm breath fanned across her exposed neck. "What the hell was that for?"

"I didn't know it was you ass hat!" She said pushing him back as he chuckled and took a step from her. He shoved his hands into his baggy blue jeans and shuffled his sandaled covered feet. "It's cold out, what the hell are you wearing?" She took in his short sleeved gray shirt. He ran a hand through his moppy blonde hair and shrugged.

"Warm blooded remember?" He chuckled pointing to his chest. Riley let her eyes stare a little too long at his well defined chest that the soft jersey of the shirt clung to so perfectly. "Besides," Her eyes snapped back to his. "Shoes and sneakers and everything really fuck with my balance." He smirked. "So, what the hell are you doin' roamin' the streets at night?"

"Actually I was gonna go to the twenty-four hour drug store and walk around for a bit. At least long enough she Leo and Willow can have enough time together."

"Why do they need time together?" He asked as he started to walk down the block, Riley followed after trying to caught up.

"Oh well, they haven't had enough time alone lately and uh… Ya know…"

"Ah gross! Man, that's like tellin' me my little sister is gettin' laid!" He said covering his ears.

"Well, she is." Riley chuckled. Mikey stopped short beside her, in front of a smaller pub with sports playing on the inside.

"Hey, you wanna get a drink?" He asked pointing inside the bar as Riley arched a brow.

"You don't have ID?" She said as Mikey smirked and pulled out a wallet, pulling out a plastic card.

"No?" He asked showing her his new fake ID. "Donnie made us some when Raph and Leo had to check out the Dojo, just to be safe."

"Twenty four huh?"

"Shut it, they don't know the difference." He grumbled as he headed inside.

The pub was warm and smelt like hot sauce and fried food. The décor was a usual sports pub. Tacky lights hanging above the bar that was set in the middle of the room. High bar stools with black leather seats and high, wide backs to them with a copper metal rung around the bottom. Riley unwrapped her arms from around her body, pulling off her long zebra stripped jacket.

"Where's good?" He asked looking at the tables along the floor as Riley smirked and headed towards the back where a curve of leather booths lined the outside of the restaurant.

"I like booths." She shrugged sliding in as Mikey slid in beside her. She placed her jacket beside her and turned back to the feeling of Mikey's warm skin brushing against hers. She looked up to him and his eyes were focused on the menu before him. She moved her shoulder up and down, brushing against him again, getting his attention. The corner of his mouth rose to a smirk before he turned to look at her.

"What's your damage squirmy?" He chuckled, lifting the arm that brushed hers and placed it along the back of the booth. She looked over her shoulder at his long, lean muscle and swallow hard.

"Nothing, I need a drink." She sighed as the waitress came over in a short skirted, referee uniform.

"Hey guys, how we doin' tonight?" She asked leaning on the side of the booth Mikey was occupying. Riley watched carefully as the waitress leaned forward to show off her clearly fake, push-up bra cleavage. "I'm Missy I'll be your server this evening." She smiled, her voice dropping lower, her eyes scanning Mikey's hard body slowly.

"Pfft…Missy." Riley mumbled to herself as Mikey chuckled out loud.

"We're doing great Missy." Mikey smiled his perfect dimpled smile at her as Missy leaned up from her cleavage throwing, flirting stance.

"Good to hear." She smirked.

"Can I have a Grateful Dead please. A big one?" Riley said snapping Missy out of her Mikey trance.

"A Grateful Dead sure, and for you Sir?" She asked reaching out and grazing Mikey's arm with her hand.

"Oh well, what do ya got on tap?" He smirked again as Riley shifted in her seat with a sigh.

"Bud, Coors Light, Bud Light, Sam Adams, and Killians Irish Red."

"I'll have a Coors Light please, and how about an order of those Buffalo wings?" He said with another beautiful, perfect, face lighting smile, again. Riley glared down at her wallet in her hands, twirling it aimlessly.

"Sure thing." Missy said before prancing away like an idiot, thinking she was shaking her ass to entice him more but, just looking like she was having a seizer.

"What a douche." Riley sighed as Mikey chuckled and put his arm back around the booth, across Riley's shoulders.

"What's that now?" His smile still intact.

"You couldn't have possible not been aware of how she was shamelessly flirting with you?"

"No I was. It was fun." He shrugged as Riley huffed and shook her head.

"Fun, sure."

"What's up kid?" He asked turning towards her as she shook her head.

"Nothing." She grumbled as Missy came back with their drinks placing them on the table.

"Anything else I can get for you?" She murmur to Mikey as he just shook his head and turned back to Riley.

"What's wrong?" He asked again as Riley sighed and looked up to him. His eyes made the breath she was about to let out, catch in her throat. They actually looked concerned and sad, heartfelt, like he really meant it. The icy blue of them sparkling against the lights along the bar.

"N-Noth"

"Don't say nothin' you're never all quiet and downtrodden. What's up? Something happen at the bar earlier with your friends from work?"

"N-no it's nothing like that…" She shrugged.

"Is it her?" He ask pointing towards the bar where Missy was getting another set of drinks prepared.

"Maybe." Riley shrugged.

"Oh… Holy shit…" Mikey chuckled. "You're jealous!"

"What? No!"

"Oh man! You totally are! Looket you! That's awesome! Can you two like break out some jell-o in a pool and fight over me? That would be so- Ow!" Riley retracted her hand from the back of his head as he rubbed the spot she hit with a chuckle.

"You're an idiot!" She hissed as Missy came back over with a large plate of wings.

"There ya go guys, anything else I can do for you?"

"Nope." Mikey said moving his arm and wrapping it tightly around Riley's shoulder tugging her body into his side." I think I have everything I need, don't I babe?" He asked looking down at Riley as she tried to squirm free.

"Well, good." Missy said, her lips in a thin line as she stalked away, slamming the door to the kitchen closed.

"Haha! Oh man! I gotta get Raph to come and see this, he'll never believe me!"

"I'm so happy that you are having fun!" Riley hissed, trying to move Mikey's arm from around her shoulder.

"Oh will ya quit it, I'm just messin' around. You know I like blondes way more." He winked at her as Riley's face became too hot.

She leaned forward for a swig of her drink as Mikey took a wing. She was already half way through her drink by the time he put the bone down on the plate.

"Hey, you wanna slow down there fishy. I don't wanna carry you outta here."

Another Grateful Dead, two Malibu and Diet cokes and a Coors Light later Riley was fuming in her booth seat. Little miss stuffs her bra-hot pants came over another five times to check on them, not accounting for the times she brought them their refills and Mikey's second order of wings. Each time leaning over the table to give Mikey an ample view of her disgusting, freckle covered cleavage. Riley figured out that her left was bigger than her right and her bra was apparently a cheaply made wal-mar brand with stupid lacy hearts along the edge. She had to be at least in her mid-twenties and her bra has hearts on them? Really?

Riley snorted into her straw at the thought as Missy once again pranced away, leaving the leather check casing on the edge of the table. Mikey picked it up and whistled at the price and took out his wallet. Riley watched for a moment before he pulled out another plastic card.

"What the hell is that?" She said after clearing her throat thinking it would help with the slurs. It didn't. Mikey just smiled and patted her head.

"This my lovely is a credit card. People use it to pay for things, like their dates many, many drinks."

Dates…?

"Dates…?" Riley asked out loud before covering her mouth with a giggle. "This was a date?"

"I'm paying, so yeah. That's edict isn't it? In the human world?" Mikey snorted throwing down the card and leaning back in his seat, once against place his arm around Riley's shoulder, completely avoiding the back of the booth now. Riley shivered under his warm hard as Mikey sat up a little. "You cold?" He asked, those blue eyes again filling with concern, and meaning it. Riley sighed and looked down at her empty beer glass, watching the foam move along the edges.

"No… Not cold. Mikey, um… Ok, this is gonna sound dumb and stupid and completely inappropriate and I know that, and I want you to know that too, like um… Just that I'm an idiot and this isn't really me, me talking it's more the inner me and the vodka, and rum and um… I think tequila, beer can't talk, I only had one of those, anyways it's just…"

"Rye." Mikey chuckled putting that warm hand over her lips. She couldn't help but take a breath through her nose smelling the spicy smell of his hand. It was musky too, with a hint of rust. Most likely from all those years hanging onto metal poles and ladder rungs all over the city roof tops. She closed her eyes for a moment and opened them to Mikey's smiling, beautiful face. His human face, but for a moment before she opened her eyes she expected to see Mikey's real face. Green and round, with those adorable cheeks and still sparkling, beautiful blue eyes set in the emerald green of his skin.

You think Mikey's attractive.

No I do not… He is as a human and I mean when he's him, as a uh…

Turtle.

Shut up, I know. He's still cute, adorable. Kinda like a puppy.

A hot puppy with long muscle arms and tight thigh muscles that you can see whenever and aren't always covered up by bothersome pants.

The pants are nice though.

Not as nice as the muscularly legs. And arms, and shoulders…

Is 'muscularly' even a word?

Who cares, he totally is! Oh shit, what did he just say?

"…To drink."

"What?" She mumbled under his hand

"I said…" He sighed, removing it and pushing Riley's empty glass away from her. "You've had a lot to drink tonight and I need to take you home soon, it's nearly two and Leo will bust my skull if he thinks I'm out any later, and for the conversation we're going to have, I don't want you to be like this. I want you level headed and clear minded, not when you've had too much to drink."

"What conversation?" She asked trying to get her head to clear now so she doesn't have to wait.

"You'll see." He smiled, opening his hand for her and she took it. Warmth engulfed her again and she hummed to the feeling, letting him slide her body from the booth.

She stumbled forward, catching herself on his hard chest. He leaned over her, grabbing her jacket as his abdominal muscle flexed and relaxed and flexed again with his movements. She watched her hands in fascination only imaging what was happening beneath them.

"Here." He smiled, again, perfect and dimples and sparkling eyes down at her as her jacket was wrapped around her shoulders.

Carefully, like she was the most fragile thing in the world he took her arms and slid them through the arms of her jacket pulling it up and around her shoulders. He reached down to her middle and she sucked in a breath as his hands buttoned the middle button, smoothing out the faux velvety material. Warmth blossomed throughout her, starting where his hands touched and coursing through every limb in her body.

"Ready?" He asked as she let out a slow, shaky breath nodding her head. He chuckled to himself and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Just lean on me, alright girly. I'll get ya home without a stumble, I promise." She hummed happily again leaning to his side, feeling his chuckle vibrate through her jacket.

Mikey laughed, trying to keep it in as Riley stumbled before him as the evaluator doors opened, reaching in her pockets for her keys. She patted herself as she turned to Mikey still laughing at her.

"Sh…" She said pressing her finger to her lips and then to his. He grasped her hand and pulled her to his body, putting his hand over her mouth.

"You're gonna wake up the whole floor." He whispered chuckled, taking her keys from her pocket and opening her apartment door. She stumbled in covering her eyes with her hand.

"I'm ho-oo-me." She sang out with a giggled, swinging her arm out in front of her and falling into the kitchen table. Mikey laughed grasping Riley around the stomach and pulling her to his body, shushing her again.

"Mikey…" Willow asked from the hallway, her voice groggy with sleep as Leo followed, pushing her behind him. He looked around the corner as Mikey sighed covering his own eyes at his brother's naked torso.

"Dude, please tell me, you're wearing pants." Willow giggled smacking Leo in the back.

"Told you it was them." She said as Riley fell to the floor in a fit of laughter. "What the hell did you do to her?"

"She drank too much." Mikey shrugged.

"You let her drink? Were you drinking too?" Leo asked narrowing his eyes at his little brother and Mikey rolled them.

"Relax fearless, I only had three beers with two plates or Buffalo wings. I'm pretty sure that means I am right as rain." He smirked as Willow slapped Leo in the leg, trying to get Riley to stand up.

"You're overprotective of him. You wouldn't be this upset if Raph went out."

"Raph's been drinking for years."

"So hasn't Mikey." Willow said pointing to him as Mikey sighed and ran a hair through his hair.

"Hey, mom and pop if you're done this little tiff. I'd like to get drunky here to bed." Mikey said taking Riley from Willow and leading her down the hall.

"I am not too overprotective. He just doesn't know his limits yet." Leo shrugged, leaning against the kitchen table.

"Mhm… Willow said running her hands up Leo's chest to around his shoulders pulling her body to his. "And I am sure at one time or another neither did Raph and yet he leaned his own way didn't he?"

"Mikey's different."

"Because he's your little brother maybe?" Willow asked in a pout as Leo rolled his eyes.

"Possibly." He said with a shrug as Willow kissed his chest, over his heart.

"You're a good brother. Now, come back to bed and be a good lover to me as I recall, you said something about not being finished with me yet?" She smirked as Leo looked down at her, his eyes growing slightly darker as he lifted Willow up and over his shoulder.

"You are absolutely right."

Riley groaned as sunlight came through her window trying to shield her eyes from it. Her head was pounding and her mouth was dry. She tried to sit up and look around her room for something to drink when she leaned over to her nightstand, brushing up against a hard body in her way. She furrowed her brow, lifting the covers to a blonde, mussed up head peeking underneath them.

"Mikey?" He shot up in her bed, falling to the ground in a loud thud.

"Ow, Jesus…" He groaned, laying on his back and placing his hands behind his head. Riley looked over the edge of the bed at him, laying on the floor, his arms tucked behind his head, his face calm and eyes closed and his torso uncovered and beautiful. She gasped softly, covering her mouth as Mikey opened on eye to look up at her.

"A warning next time, or maybe a soft nudge would be great." He grumbled before sitting up. She watched as the muscle in his back moved and flex as he got to his feet and went to grab his shirt from her chair in the corner. "Sorry I fell asleep. You kept asking me to stay and I um, I didn't wanna leave ya, and then I just kinda, zonked out I guess." He shrugged and he tugged his gray shirt from last night over his head.

"Uh, yeah, no, that's uh… Fine." She said clearing her throat and licking her lips trying to get some kind of moister in there.

"I'll go get ya some water." He smirked as she just nodded dumbly at him, watching him leave the room. It took him a couple of minuets to come back with water and two pills in his hand. "I tried to get you to take these last night but you kept pushin' my hand away." He said with a slight chuckle as Riley smirked and took the pills.

"Sorry, I get pushy when I'm drunk."

"Ha, yeah. That's a good word for it." He smiled sitting on the edge of her bed just as she nudge his shoulder.

"So, what's with the…" The trailed off, motioning towards his body as he smirked and shrugged his shoulders.

"I took the shot a little before I saw you last night, I actually gotta get goin' before it wears off. I hafta make it underground before then." He chuckled as Riley nodded.

They sat in silence for a moment more before Mikey shifted his body towards hers and placed his hand over hers.

"Rye, um… I wanted to ask you somethin' and you were sayin' somethin' last night 'bout a talk? And, well… Do you remember?" He asked, his face turning a slight shade of pink as Riley smiled, her hands twitching around the water glass to reach out and stroke his heated skin.

"Yeah, I remember. But, I'd rather talk 'bout it later with you. Ya know, you, you. Not, this you." She said motioning towards his body again. Mikey smiled with a nod and got from the bed.

"Come over tonight, eight o'clock. Bring pizza." He said pointing a finger towards her as he opened her bedroom window.

"Mike, ya know ya could use the front door."

"Where's the fun in that?" He asked with his dimpled smile and slipped out the fire escape.

"This is the place!" Izzy said with a clap of her hands as she opened the double stained glass doors to a wedding boutique. The bustling block of fifth avenue roared around Willow, April, Felicia and Izzy as they stood outside the doors. Willow looked over nervously at April as she smirked and shook her head.

"It's fine, they know Izzy." She said pushing Willow toward to follow Izzy as she floated around the store.

It was large and filled with lace and taffeta. Diamonds and silver flecks hung over head in chandlers as Willow looked around, keeping her hands clasped tightly around her purse.

"Oh God, willya relax?" Izzy asked, rolling her eyes at Willow before taking her hand and dragging her to the counter. "This is Willow Giordano and she is here to take a look at the dress Tiffany set up for us." She said, practically bouncing in her spot.

"Of course, you're a size 10 right?" She girl asked, eyeing Willow up and down slowly as she shifted in her spot.

"Yes, she is. The alterations were made right?"

"Of course they were. It should fit." The skinny blonde said as Willow narrowed her eyes at her.

"It will fit. Or we won't buy it." Izzy hissed out as Willow nudged her hand softly. "Can I please talk to Tiffany. The girl who will be getting commission for this dress, and not you." The skinny blonde stuck up her nose and walked the other direction as another dark red head came from behind a curtain, carrying out a long white dry cleaning bag.

"Izzy love, how are you?" The darker red head asked in her British accent. She smiled, moving the large white bag aside as she kissed Izzy on the cheeks, twice. "You must be Willow, I've heard loads 'bout you." She smiled moving to kiss Willow on the cheek next. Willow followed suit as best she could without feeling like an ass and blushed scarlet when Tiffany pulled away.

"All good things I hope?" Willow asked, looking down at her feet before meeting Tiffany who snorted at the comment.

"Please, the stories this one told me." She hooted, nodding towards Izzy as she smiled and pulled Willow and the others along to follow Tiffany to the dressing room.

"So, you made some alterations?" Willow swallowed nervously as April placed a hand on her shoulder before taking a seat with Felicia on plush white leather chairs. Another skinny blonde came out from the back with flutes of champagne on a gold gilded platter to hand out to all the girls. Willow swallowed hers back quickly, placing the flute back on the girl's platter as she passed.

"Don't worry, they were minor ones." Tiffany said as she hung the dress up in the open room. "Go on then, your braids maids don't have all day." She chuckled as Willow sighed and made her way into the white room.

"How's it look?" Izzy asked excitedly as Willow was just managing to get her bra off.

"Uh good, I guess? It's still on the hanger."

"God, how long does it take you to undress! If Leo was here, it would have been a whole lot quicker."

"If Leo was here he'd be smart enough to get me another glass of that champagne." Willow shot back as she slipped out of her jeans, kicking her pink ballet flats to the side. Just as she reached for the dress a hand, with plum colored nail polish and stubby fingers hung over the top of the door, holding a flute of bubbly. Willow smiled and took the glass eagerly. "Thanks Licia."

"Anytime, but hurry. I think Izzy's face is turning the shade of her hair." April snorted at that as Izzy sighed exasperated at the mousey friend.

Another several minuets of pulling and breathing deeply, Willow managed the dress up her body. She held it to her bust, the back lacing wide open as she turned to examine herself in the mirrored walls.

"Someone needs to help me." Willow whined out as a knock came on the door shortly after. "Not Izzy, I don't wanna play the scene from Titanic on here and give her a nose bleed."

"It's April." She chuckled as Willow cracked open the door. "I've been through this all before so I thought maybe some experience would help." She smiled kindly as Willow let out a slow breath.

"Thank you."

April worked quickly as Willow sucked in a held her breath to cause a corset like appearance in her bust. She let out the breath slowly, frightened the fabric would give. When she sat still for a moment and nothing happened she smiled to herself, meeting April's watery eyes in the mirror.

"You look like a princess." She gushed as Willow's face lit slowly, watching herself in the mirror.

"I do, huh?" She said, laughing at herself as she felt a lump catch in her throat. "This is so silly. It's just a dress." She said wiping her eyes as April shook her head.

"No, it's not just a dress. This is the dress. You look beautiful. Leo is going to be beside himself when he sees you. It's just… Willow, looket you!" She said gesturing towards the woman in white in the mirror. Her frame was the same but different. She said a waist and hips, a womanly curve in the middle and at the top.

Willow let her hair down, sweeping it to the side of her neck and then holding it above her head, leaving loose tendrils of hair to frame her face. She giggled softly, clasping a hand over her mouth, turning towards April.

"I love it."

"Let me see it!" Izzy nearly screamed from behind the closed white wood door as April laughed and stepped out. "Oh, my god." Izzy gasped, covering her mouth. Felicia stood from her seat as tears started to pool into her eyes.

"Jesus…" Riley breathed out as she placed her messenger bag on the chair Felicia stood from. Her hair wind-blown from the streets, and the icy chill of winter air still clinging to her jacket as she took it off. "You look fuckin' awesome." She chuckled as Felicia nodded her head, both hands covering her mouth as tears spilled out over them.

"I knew it." Izzy sighed, walking around Willow as she stood on a little platform surrounded by everyone.