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*sorry for the late update, I had writers block and almost forgot I was writing a fanfic as well :( but! I'm back! :)

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<Chapter thirtyโ€”five>
|Anythยกng|

"...can I trust you with this?" Draxum questioned.

"Dad...I promise I won't do anything with it." You sigh tiredly.

"...fine." He muttered softly, handing you back your gun, the one you had almost shot him with. You need a way to protect yourself, and anyone else. But, it still afraid you'll shoot him sinceโ€”he killed your childhood friend, you know?

"Watch me shoot that red-earedโ€”"

"Are we going or not?" Draxum interrupted.

"Yeah, I'm coming." You nod, following Draxum out of the school cafeteria.

Today you two decided to have a father and daughter day. It's been a while since you two have hung out alone as a family. Draxum shut the lights off, pulling you over the the exit.

Now, you two were walking across the sidewalks, both of you wearing hoodies to hide yourselves. Although, you have to wear a hat due to your horns, but you don't have your hat with you right now, so you have Raph's scarf around you. Which had ripped up a bit, due to your horns. You called him to see if he can come over and fix it, and with no hesitation, he immediately accepted sayingโ€”

'you know I'll do anything for you!'

"What if..." Draxum pondered, thinking of what you two could do today. "We cook together, like we used to."

"Sure, but I'm cooking the steak this time." You chuckle. "I don't want you burning down my kitchen."

"Fine." He rolled his eyes.

"We should probably go to the store first to buy some ingredients." You state. "I don't have much at my apartment."

"Then what are we waiting for?" He snickered, ruffling your hair. "Let's go." He walked a bit faster, leaving you behind.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

๊ง๊ง‚

"(Y/N)!"

You hum in response, facing the person who had called you, only to see your math teacher.

Shoot, she thought.

"You're in my first period class, right?" He questioned, recognizing you from under your scarf.

"Oh, yeah, hey Mr. Garrison..." you greet kind of awkwardly. You look around the store to find Draxum, but he wasn't here. He must still be at the meat section.

"I haven't seen you in a very long time." Mr. Garrison remarked, slightly annoying you. "I hope you're at least doing your assignments online."

"Yes sir." You nod in confirmation.

"Good." He smiled. "Now don't forget to do your math homework that's due tomorrโ€”"

"Shut up." You snapped. Your teacher pursed his lips in a straight line, feeling like he deserves this. "The Pythagorean theorem can kiss my butt!"

"Alright!?" You ask, earning a shaky nod from him. "I'm not doing your assignments. Now you better give me an A for the rest of the semester before I tell your wife you're cheating on her with the school principal." You demanded with a small smirk.

You would sneak up the school vents to see the lessons in person to understand better, but in the process you've seen many, many things.

"Now!" You order, watching the teacher speed walk away scared. You laugh as he started running. "Ha...holy guacamole."

"Really?" You jump at the sudden voice behind you. You turn to see Draxum raising his brow at you amusingly. "I thought you would tell me everything that would happen at school!"

You thought about it for a moment. "Oh yeah! My bad, I forgot."

"Let's go." He said. "Humans are watching."

"Food, here we come!" You stim happily, following your father figure to the check out.

๊ง๊ง‚

Leonardo walked around your empty room.

He saw everything you had, taking a few things with him as well, as a souvenir of course. Specifically; some old Tโ€”shirts, jewelry, underwearโ€”literally anything he could find that you wouldn't miss.

It's been a long time since you've come over to the lair, he misses you. He settled down on you bed, grabbing your (F/C) blanket as he wrapped it around himself, closing his eyes as he inhaled your scent. Where could you be?

He opened his eyes slowly, a piece of paper on your desk. Getting up, he walked over to your desk to see a few letter's scattered around. All of them signed anonymously. All of them ending with.

Sincerely,
Mineโ™ก๏ธŽ

You must really like love letters...what if he made you a few?That would surely win your heart.

โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”

๐“๐—ผ: ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐—ผ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐—ผ๐ง

๐˜๐—ผ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐—ผ ๐—บ๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ฅ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง ๐ญ๐—ผ ๐—บ๐ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐ง. ๐–๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐—ผ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ ๐—ผ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐—ผ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐š๐—บ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐—ผ ๐ฒ๐—ผ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ˆ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐—ผ๐ง๐ž ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž.

๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž

๐˜๐—ผ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐—บ๐ฉ๐—ผ๐ซ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐—ผ๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐—บ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐๐—ผ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐—ผ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ ๐๐—ผ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐—ผ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐—ผ๐ฎ.

๐’๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ,
๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐žโ™ก

โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”

Perfect

....maybe another letter wouldn't hurt!

๊ง๊ง‚

"No! You won't!" You stick your tongue out playfully.

You and Draxum decided to race all the way to your apartment. He saidโ€”and you quote, "I bet twenty dollars I'll beat you there." How could you refuse money?

"HAHA!" Draxum used his vines to get up the stairs. "You were saying!?"

"You motherfucker! You're cheating!" You accuse before gasping in surprise as you were lifted from the ground as well. It's stopped immediately. You crouch down, not knowing how to get down. "Uhhh, dad! I need help."

"What the hell did you do?"

"I do t know! It just happened."

"Oh..." he trailed off. "You must have activated one of the abilities I gave you went I inserted the ooze." He explained quietly as he lowered his vines closer to you. "You were supposed to have the same abilities as me."

"Is that what you meant as an exact replica of you? Because when you said that I thought you meant I was an ugly ass sheepโ€”"

"What?"

"What?"

"....I'm just gonna ignore what you just said, but yes, this is what I meant."

"Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, cool, what a day." You smile, still shaking from your fear of heights. Draxum held his arms out to you, gesturing to jump. You shook your head, now afraid. You we're pretty high up.

"Trust me. I won't let you fall, not on my watch." He assured. You hesitated, but jumped quickly nevertheless. He quickly wrapped his arms around you, holding you close while you were shaking. "See? I told you so."

You huffed in embarrassment as you both continue your way up the apartment stairs. As soon as you reach the door, he placed you down with a chuckle, laughing at your embarrassed state as e ruffled your hair. Your eyes soften as you lean in to his touch, it's quite comforting.

"Alright. You have the grocery bags?" You ask.

You both stand there for a brief moment. He sweatdropped as he remembered he left them down stairs, guess he got a bit too competitive. He started walking back downstairs. "I'll be back."

"Stupid dumbass." You muttered.

"I heard that!"

"You were supposed to!"

"You and me are gonna have a talk about that vocabulary of yours as soon as I come back!" He shouts. You mock his words not giving a shit.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." You stick your tongue out. You smile as you reach out to for your keys, unlocking the door. You smile softly, opening the door with a soft hum. "Finally, home at last."

"Welcome home, sweetheart~"

You snap your head over to the direction of a familiar voice, a voice you dreaded to hear again.

Leonardo's.

"GET THE FUCK OUT!" You demanded.

"Aw, baby, don't be like that." He pouts, slightly frowning.

"What are you doing here?" You step away from him, smelling his obsession grow more and more.

"I thought it'd be a good idea to pay you a little visit, and since you're here, we can do whatever we want." He walked closer to you, reaching his hand out to caress your cheek gently. You shiver slightly at the touch, wanting him to go away. You would shoot him right now, but you promised Mikey you wouldn't hurt his brothers. "So, what do you want to do?"

"Leo? (Y/N)?"

You both turn to face Draxum and Raph to see them both with surprised expressionsโ€”well Raph. Draxum had a murderous look on his face, he doesn't want this cocky turtle near his daughter.

"Hey bro, what are you doing here?" Leo smiled innocently, genuinely wondering why his older brother was here.

"I came to visit (Y/N) for a bit. She called me to fix her scarf." Raph answered truthfully, not able to lie to his brother.

"Oh, she called you in here..." he trailed off, his eyes becoming dull. He didn't like the fact you called his brother instead of him. We're you....avoiding him? Like Donnie?

"Yes, I called him here." You confirm, backing away from him, now standing next to Raph as he places his hand on your shoulder. Draxum copied his movements, placing his on your other shoulder.

Leonardo could feel his blood boiling from just seeing his brother touching you. You could smell it. He pulled you away from them without a hint of hesitation, placing you over his shoulder. Last time he picked you up, he almost dropped you. This surprised you, yet scared you.

"(Y/N)!" Both Draxum and Raph call out.

You incline your head slightly, gesturing then to back away, Leonardo's obsessive aura was drawing closer to its limit. You don't want anyone to get hurt. Not again.

"Leo, could you put me down please?" You ask, trying your hardest to not shake. As he placed you down cautiously, aware of the fact you want to kill him after things he's done, only he doesn't mind.

"Thank you." You forced a smile upon your face. His aura beamed as he saw you smiling because of him, he made you happy!

His tail started wagging happily as you wrapped your arms around him, bringing him closer in for a hug. The gesture surprising everyone in the room. You trace the red stripes on his smiling face, caressing his cheeks gently with your thumb. You lean in to place a small kiss on his jaw, causing the redโ€”eared slider to erupt into shades of red, also making him forget everyone else was here.

Raph felt a weird feeling pooling his chest, he felt it tighten at the sight in front of him. It hurts.

"Sorry." You fake a pout, 'apologizing to him. Mikey wouldn't be proud of this act, but you'll do anything to keep your loved ones safe. Leonardo felt his heart ache. Did he make you sad again? No, no, no. You can't be sad!

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault!" He pulled you closer to him. It's everyone else's.

"You should go home. You don't want to worry Splinter." You plead, hoping he'll go away.

"Whatever you say, darling." He brought you in, kissing your forehead lovingly. He walked over to your window, facing you before he jumped off to go back to the sewers.

"(Y/N), are you ok? Why didn't you use your gun!?" Draxum immediately ran to your side, wiping off the kiss Leo had just given you on your forehead. You only stood still, trying to comprehend the fact that Leonardo had just obeyed you. He'll literally do anything for you.

"I'm...okay." You replied, trying your best to hide a smile that tried creeping its way to your face. Raph came over to you, rubbing your back soothingly, hugging you close as soon as he felt you relax.

"I'm..." more than. "Okay."

"Uh, I can fix your scarf now, if you'd like." Raph rubbed the back of his neck anxiously, waiting for a reply. You nod, placing your scarf in his hands.

"You're welcome to stay for dinner if you'd like." You offered.

๊ง๊ง‚

You're day with Draxum and Raph had ended, so you decided to go to your room and get some rest. You need to start training again. Either the turtles are growing stronger or you've grown weak from your lack of training.

"What a day." You mumble, dragging your feet over to your bed.

A piece of paper caught your attention; two specifically. You walk over to them, lifting the paper up to get a better view.

This isn't Mikey's handwriting.

...more letters.

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๐“๐—ผ: ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐—ผ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐—ผ๐ง

๐˜๐—ผ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐—ผ ๐—บ๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ฅ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง ๐ญ๐—ผ ๐—บ๐ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐ง. ๐–๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐—ผ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ ๐—ผ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐—ผ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐š๐—บ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐—ผ ๐ฒ๐—ผ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ˆ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐—ผ๐ง๐ž ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž.

๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž

๐˜๐—ผ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐—บ๐ฉ๐—ผ๐ซ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐—ผ๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐—บ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐๐—ผ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐—ผ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ ๐๐—ผ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐—ผ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐—ผ๐ฎ.

๐’๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ,
๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐žโ™ก

โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”

Your breath hitched for a moment. Why is it that they are so obsessed? turn to see the other letter, same handwriting. Only this one terrified you more.

โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”

๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐จ๐›๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ. ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐ณ๐ฒ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ˆ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž?

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ˆ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐...๐“๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง, ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐ˆ ๐๐ข๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.

๐€๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ?

๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ.

๐’๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ,
๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐žโ™ก๏ธŽ

โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”

These were most likely Leonardo's....

You felt sick.

You wanted things to go back to how it use to be. Joking around, playing games, having fun, when no one was obsessed with you.

You wished to start over.

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FAN ART

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Fan art of Authorโ€”Chan made by @Uroldfriend


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Fan art(s)/Meme(s) below made by EvanVDeville

Nah, cause when I saw this fan art, I was likeโ€” "Holy shit! I just wrote this!๐Ÿ˜จ"

Fan art below was made by @running4urlife

I was bored, so I made a few sketches at school.
Fan art(s) below were made by [me/@Lilartist]

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