Raphael, You Made Me Cry.... (Book 1)

Training Starts Off Rather Well

I woke up to the sound of a pounding door. Groaning, I grabbed the nearest pillow, which was under my head, and set it over my skull and ear, just to try and drown out the damn sound.

"You! Wake up!" I heard a snappy voice at the door. I knew imeditately who it was and I groaned louder, trying to block him out of my head. "Get up!"

"Nooooooooooooooooooo...!" I hissed under the pillow.

At first I didn't think he heard it, but I heard the door slam open and a pair of feet stomp toward me. Raph grabbed the mattress and started shaking it. "Get up!"

Getting mad, I snapped the first thing that I could, "I'm naked you dick!"

Raph stopped and backed up. I looked up to glare at him and his face was a little red. "Why do you sleep naked?!"

Of course, it was a complete and total lie. I had my T-Shirt on and my jeans. They didn't provide PJ's here, so I was stuck with what I had on in the first place. Sitting up, I wrapped the blankets around me to protect myself to make it seem like I was naked.

Raph growled, probably seeing my sleeves on my T-Shirt as I moved because he grabbed my blankets, and wrists underneath them, and pulled me up. He pulled my blankets off and I screamed.

"Rape!!!!!!" I cried out, looking up.

"I am not!" Raph snapped. "And you are clothed!!!"

Leo passed the door, "Raph, what are you doing?"

"He's trying to undress me!" I whined, trying to pull away from Raph. His grip held tight and I growled inwardly. He wasn't going to let go any time soon, I could tell that...

"Let her go," Leo sighed. "Sensei wants her to train with us. At least watch us spar..."

"Fine," Raph growled, finally letting go of me and walking out. "I'll be back in five minutes..."

Raph left and I breathed out, letting my shoulders slump. I gathered up my blankets as Leo reclosed the door. Now, I was really tempted to climb back into bed, but instead, I made my bed the way I had found it when I first walked in the room. Strangely enought, the way I had found it was the way I had always made beds.

I finished with the bed in less than a minute. Clapping my hands together casually, I looked toward the closet sideways. The mask and bandaging were still there... Walking over, I grabbed a few dark gray wrappings and wrapped them around my wrists, up to my elbow.

They felt comfortable there, so I didn't take them off this time. I kept them there. There were smaller white bandaging and I stared at them confused. There was only six. Probably for whosever's room this was last's fingers... If they were like the boys in any way.

By the time I had put my hair up in a ponytail, which I did not enjoy, but I needed for training, if I was going to train, anyway, another set of poundings were on the door.

"You better not be asleep again!" Raph's voice snarled. I rolled my eyes and opened the door. he seemed shocked that i had put my hair up, and he even continued in a softer voice, saying, "You put your hair up..."

"Yeah," I said, putting my hands in my jean pockets. My hoodie seemed a pain right now because the sewers were actually warmer than i had anticipated. "Got an issue?"

"No," Raph shook his head, lifting a hand and rubbing the back of his neck. "Just, different..."

Rolling my eyes, I breathed out for a few seconds, "So... training? Where's the dojo?"

"Follow me," his normal voice was coming back. he turned and walked off. His pitchforks weren't in their sheathes like they were last time. He probably put them somewhere.