Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else's.

Title: TMNT: Mafioso.

Rating: T

Pairings: April/Casey…. Cuz they're already together, reviewers can suggest a few other ones.

Genre: Crime/Family…. It can be considered a little bit humor too

Summary: Splinters dead, Michaelangelo is the new leader of the Dragon-Foot clan, Leonardo is a bartender, Raphael is a loan-shark and Donatello's gone rogue turtle. Anything else? Oh, well Casey and April own a nightclub if it means anything….

"You've gotta be kiddin'." El shouted at the Ancient One, his famous temper flaring "We could all die like that!"

"If you were to perish, than you will all perish together as a family." Ancient One said with emphasis "And if you truly wish to not die, than you'd better protect each other like you used to." The old man winked and left.

The turtles rushed to follow – out of the strange room. But once they were out of the small, one-room building, they found they were on a sidewalk of New York and it was night-time. The Ancient One was gone.

"What the shell?" Doc whispered and turned back – the room they were just in had transformed from it's former Japanese dojo-like appearance to a ratty, run-down abandoned shop.

Mike put one hand on his hip and let out an insane grin "Well," he commented "You're all drags, I'm outta here. Dig pit traps for you later." He clicked and leapt away into a back alley and onto the rooftops.

"That little shit." El growled not-so-quietly.

"I heard that!" Mikes voice above them told him in sing-song.

"Good!" El snapped, and Mike didn't respond, he was already gone.

"At least now we know why he's crazy." Doc rationalized "Maybe we can help him."

"Doc," El snorted "as much as I appreciate ya enthusiasm, you gotta be mo' realistic; Mike is nuts, and if we go anywhere near him he's probably goin' ta kill us. And we all know dat loons are da most dangerous force to be reckoned with."

Leo flinched.

"Why do you think he flipped out about not having his mask?" Doc continued to question. Leo flinched again, he knew the answer but didn't say. There was a lot of things he never said.

"Forget dat. Why do ya think Ancient One took our clothes anyways?" El asked and tugged at a wrist guard "And we stopped wearin' gear years ago. Ancient One don't strike me as someone who likes ta play dress-up."

"Maybe it's symbolic…." Doc suggested "He's trying to remind us of our past."

"And then sere's dis," El produced the orange mask that Mike had chucked earlier; he had probably grabbed it soon after "We all left dese on Splinters grave when we… You know… Left. Do ya think he had all of our masks?"

"I wouldn't doubt it." Doc took the mask away from El and stored it under his belt "I'm going home, night El, night Leo." Doc ran off into the nearest man-hole.

"Do ya think Ancient One was serious about the pain thing?" El asked Leo; when he received no response or clairvoyant feeling he turned to see that Leo was gone and probably had been for a while.

El made a face but shrugged; he didn't really care, Leo was probably late for work anyways.

"Unlce Leo! You're okay!" Shadow and Cody shouted in unison when Leo came back into the apartment through the window. The two children latched onto Leo's legs.

"What happened uncle Leo? Why'd you leave?" Shadow asked, looking up with her dark green eyes.

"Uncle Leo, why are you naked?" Cody asked; he was so used to seeing his uncle dressed in a reaper robe that he forgot it was kind of impossible for Leo to be 'naked' in the sense that humans were when they had no clothes.

Leo didn't answer; he just shook the two curios children off of his legs and grabbed a spare reaper robe from the closet and slipped inside of it "April is home, right?" He asked – since Casey worked the nightclub, he was at home (but asleep) during the day, and since April ran O'Neil tech she was home at night while Casey was working. Dumbfounded, the two Jones' children nodded.

Leo left for the door, hearing a frustrated shout of "Uncle Leo!" behind him but he ignored it and headed off to the Green Ninja.

"Renet?" Doc called as he entered the Lair "Are you -?" The breath was knocked out of him and he was forced back several paces when Renet tackled him in a hug.

"Doc! You're like so late! I was so like totally worried! I thought something bad happened to you!" Renet told him hysterically and buried her fact into his chestplate; with his face blushing slightly, Doc tried to push her away, but the blonde timestress would not let up.

"Look," Renet said seriously and pulled away "I was thinking…. Doing this vigilante crap could really hurt you one of these days…. I don't wanna lose you, Donnie. You're like a brother to me."

It was true; in the years that Renet was with him, they really had begun to care for and view each other as family. "What are you trying to say, Renet?" Doc asked; he wouldn't give being a vigilante up, it was who was.

"Doc, just please be careful…" Renet begged "And…. Train me how to fight."

"What, why?"

"I don't want to stay here, and be useless just worrying about you; I want to do something. So if that means I have to learn how to be a ni ja, than you'll train me to be one so I can be vigilante with you."

"No, Renet." Doc flatly refused and crossed his arms in defiance.

"Did I give you a choice?" Renet scoffed and made her way to her room (which had once belonged to Raphael).

'Hmm,' Doc mused mentally 'I go missing for a little bit, and Renet finally gets serious and demands more ninja training. I should come home late more often.'

"Señor jefe, ¿dóndedesaparecer? (1)" One of El's posse asked him; El didn't even bat an eye-ridge because he didn't speak a lick of Spanish. Though the rest of his posse understood English they didn't speak it. Except for Carter.

"Yeah boss, where'd ya run off to?" Carter asked, twiddling with the shark-tooth necklace that dangled down to the center of his chest.

"Not important," El said and jacket a cigarette and lighter from Carters pocket "do any of ya bums know where I can find a new jacket?" The rest of El's posse could not see that he was a turtle – the alley way was really dark, but Carter could see it because he knew El was a turtle.

"Maybe you's can steal one." Carter suggested.

"I ain't no thief." El snapped.

"Oh, and knocking out the teeth of people who owes ya's money is okay?"

"At least dey have it commin'."

Carter laughed and slapped El in the shoulder "Always gotta have honor, eh El? Here, I gots some spare threads ya can use."

"Mike!" Angel cried out in joy when Mike came back into the chamber of the Shredder after having first gone to his room so he could change back into full ninja-garb – she jumped up and threw herself at him in a hug.

"Oof!" Mikey said and hugged back.

"What happened to you? I thought ghosts kidnapped you again!" Angel told him.

"Hey," Mike cut her off seriously "we swore we would never speak of that incident ever again."

"Too bad I published that story in New York Times."

"You weasel!" Mike said and attempted to strangle her, but Angel squirmed out and he gave up after one solid second.

"Seriously, why were you gone?"

"I uh…." Mike quickly thought up a lie "I left to get you a copy of Diablo 3."

Angel gasped "Really?" She squealed in amazement "But it hasn't come out yet!"

"I have my ways," Mike patted the top of her head "Come on, let's go play."

They made their way to the computer room – Mikey already had a copy of Diablo 3 because he had been a Beta tester, but it looks as if he'd have to sacrifice it for a lie.

Worth it. Almost not, but it was.

(1) Mr boss, where did you disappear to?

And there you go, for now they're just a little bit unconvinced... Untill the next morning ;)