AUTHOR RANTS - *forehead slaps.... i just realized i have been spelling Mikey and Mickey... like what? WHY DOES THE DISNEY MOUSE NEED TO INVADE EVERYTHING GREAT*

BACK TO THE STORY

The wafting smell of horrified and stinking sewage penetrated the girl's nose as the turtles brought her down the 'bring enemies in sewer system'. 

Hmpf- She tripped yet again. The 'purple dude' kept bumping into her back because his blue bandana brother thought it fun to tease for the whole walk. Donatello muttered a bored sounding sorry to the girl. "Sowwy..." Leo cackled teasingly from beside Donnie and decided it would be fun to run into him again. Donnie yelled and stumbled over his footing then crashed into the girl's back again, causing her to fall to the ground "Woah - OW!".  Behind her, the twins were pulling at the tails of each other's masks. Raph smacked his forehead. "You guys, knock it off." 

"He started it!" The twins pointed toward each other. "Stop repeating everything I say!" and they continued their childish escapade. Raph and Mikey watched with deadpan faces, the latter a little sorry for their poor treatment of their female captive. 

"Shouldn't we break them up?"

"I will Mikey. You go handle her," the oldest Hamato patted Mikey on the shoulders apologetically. 

While Raph tackled the twins Mikey paused in slight fear when he found the girl. You see, two things happened during the fight. Number one, she fell. Number two, her blindfold (their only blindfold for evil people) fell into the dirty waters of the sewer. The she-thief has been watching the idiots ramble before her. 

Great, I'm kidnapped by a bunch of bumbling baboons. She thought to herself. The only thing worth while that she managed to capture was the nick names of the turtle yokais. The one in red is  Raph, the one in blue or the leader is Leo, 'purple dude's' Donnie, and the orange is...

"Uhm, hey there, I'm Mikey" He introduced himself nervously and to drawed the thief's eyes so they settled on him. A loud bang and crash, followed by hushed baby-like voices caused the orang turtle to cringe but he continued his introduction. 

"Soo, uh, you see my brothers, though I love them a lot can be real idiots sometimes. And I see that Leo and Donnie have tripped you twice, and now you have fallen on the ground which must really hurt, and uh-"  he felt the sweat drip down his face. The thief gave this 'Mikey' a glare full of annoyance which got her message across. Meanwhile, the ruckus behind them made Mikey's eye twitch. 

"Hahaha... so clearly that must have hurt and, kay what I mean to say is we don't treat villains this rough and make them trip and fall. Well, sometimes we do but not to girl villains! N-not that we treat them any differently just, girls can take a hit. I'm sure you're strong. Just I want to apologize for this rough treatment". Mikey watched as the girl's glare soften though she was still highly tense.

Ok, the other three are bumbling baboons but not this guy.

"Plus, you may be a thief but I don't think you're as bad as they come..." The orange turtle watched the tension slowly move away from her shoulders, so he took the moment to slowly crouch down, "Are you alright?" he gestured to her fallen position. The girl nodded. Mikey smiled gently and cautiously moved his hands towards her, "Imma help you up. That good?" The thief let out a small smirk at the welcoming turtle and shrugged, but the three idiots behind them ruined Mikey's delicate operation.

"EATETH THY WORDS LEO!"  

Mikey's clenched his teeth so hard the girl thought they would crack then and there. "Excuse me, but I really need to handle my bros. Just ah, try not to cringe or anything. It's not you, it's them..." Confused, she nodded and watched the orange guy suck in a deep breath and turned to red, blue, and purple, "BEHAVE YOURSELVES, IN FRONT OF THE GUEST!"

The boys cartoonishly scrambled the walls of the sewer before clinging on to each other. After a moment of silence, "Why, thank you!" Mikey clasped his hands and smiled sweetly. Turning to the thief, he notices her surprised eyes. Mikey chuckled nervously, "Ehehe, sorry you had to see that. Anyways, lets get you up". Mikey yanked on her bonded hands to help her stand. "Thanks, Mikey" Freezing, the Mikey grinned wildly, "OH MI GOSH! You spoke, and you're welcome"

Leo gasped, marching up to shove his face into the Mike's personal space "Bro, what are you doing? We need to keep our superhero mysteriousness on. Villains like are are exactly the kind of people we should not be sharing our name with" ,making her growl. Mikey shoved him off, "Leo, she's fine. She doesn't look that bad. I see this thief part of her like a cover, where her true self is a one full of puppy and rainbows and is just hidden from an untrusting world,"

Since Mikey was the best people person, Leo had half a mind to trust him. However his ego pushed him to push buttons. "Right, but either way this thief will talk during interrogation. Got it?" he said smugly, pushing a finger to her collarbone. 

What's his deal?

Instead of replying, she just growled. "Fine, be that way.  We will make you talk later short-stack". As Leo walked past her, the thief stuck out her foot and Leo toppled over. A sweet chuckle bounced of the wall, "Oh, sowwy" the girl teased Leo, who looked back up at her with raw shock. Donnie watched with sparkling eyes, "Cute, mean and sarcastic" he whispered to no one.

"Well, can we please get going, 'purple guy'? This stench is going to get to my clothes." Donnie snapped out of it and marched almost proudly to her side. Raph just shook his head with an amused smile, "Leo, come on. Stop sleepin' on the job"

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Back at the lair the boys hurried her to their skating rink, fishyly trying to avoid a certain someone she was unaware off. Mikey offered her a chair to sit and the interrogation began. Four, not so menacing silouette's loomed around her. 

"Let's begin!" Leo shouted dramatically. Raphael nodded and marched right up to the thief's face "First, off. Sorry I gotta do this. Second, no hard feelings,"

Then, "Alright, punk! Spit out the facts! Who are you and why did you steal a space rock from the museum of natural history!".

Mikey whooped behind Raph saying something about Raph using his batman voice. The nameless girl started back blankly and slowly averted her eyes. "Hey! I'm right here! Where is the rock, girly?"

The thief tilted her head towards Raphael, "You should know, I have been trained to resist interogation. Your efforts are useless. And if I may and take no offense Mr.Red, shouldn't the leader be doing the interrogation?" 

Leo took offense of that, "Hey, I am a leader in training. My big brother is teaching me his ways. Although I will take that challenge and interrogate you myself, so better talk before I nick you with my swords"

The blue turtle unsheathed a blade dramatically and held it to her neck while the others watched in awe. "Now, hand me over the artifact you stole and we will let you go". 

"Or what, baby blue? Gonna cry?" Donnie, Mikey and Raph hissed as Leo got burned. "Haha real funny.Gimme and answer or I will be forced to hurt you,"

"Really? You guys just don't seem like it."

"What make's you say that?"

"The fact that your brother Mikey was so kind to me earlier. And the fact that none of you decided to drug me and carry me to your lair. Especially after the blindfold came off. Real good work as captors, wow" she smirked victoriously and relaxed into the chair, winking at a red snouted Leo. Donnie let out a 'zing' cheer, clearly taken by the level of sass she commanded. When their eyes suddenly met, both blushed and looked away. 

"Damn," he muttered. Leo eyed his brothers when an idea popped up in his mind. "Stay here,"

The brother's were huddled into a group. "Kay, we need a new approach to get her to speak, any ideas?"

"I know! We can bake her interrogation pizza. Everyone says yes to pizza,"

The other three groaned. As they continued exchanging ideas, Donnie took a glance at their nameless captive. Ideas brewed in his mind, until a cunning idea crept into his mind. The thief was calculative as those intelligent eyes suggested. Appearing calm on the outside but remaining on high alert for any surprises. A pouch laid upon the gear she wore. Placed in front on the chest. Easy for access and available to her watchful eyes at all times. Clearly it was important and they should have confiscated the pouch to begin with. The meteorite is in there. They locked eyes briefly causing Donnie to quickly avert his as an idea came to mind.

 He also felt a little dumb not realising it earlier. After explaining the plan, the boys nodded in agreement. "You sure you can do it without going all kissey face on her?" Donnie blushed and smacked Leo's head. "I have my bad boy image up. Plus, if I can overcome that disgusting feeling now, I can totally go back to my normal broody self," 

The thief perked up when the four approached. This time she noticed the Leo, Mikey and Raph leaving. She eyed the door they left through, throwing her senses out to make sure this wasn't some coy plan to play her. Her senses don't lie, the other three left Donnie and herself to confined solitude. It was just them...alone. Stepping out of the shadows, the angles on his face made even sharper when illuminated by a single source of light made her pulse quicken. Donnie felt a rhythmic buzzing pick up on his wristband. His plan was on. The man in purple first surprised her by stopping right in front of her seat and watched her with a shit eating grin.

The girl squared her shoulders, ready to face anything thrown in her way. Bending down to her face, Donnie watched with fascination as the rush of blood began to pool at the flesh below her eyes. She wanted to look away because with the silence, Donnie brought intimidation to the next level. Being as stubborn and hardheaded she dared him and looked back right into his eyes. 

On the outside he played bad cop all the way through but boy, did Donnie tense in a good way when her intense eyes locked into his. The fact that he could reap such reaction from her made him feel powerful. More so since his tech sensed the elevated her sudden elevated heart rate. The pupils of her eyes dilating when she found his being drove him up the walls. She sat there all cute with a glare so mean. Though, the little thief didn't need to know how she was affecting him in return, so he played the smooth operator.

Yup, definitely my type, he scolded his beating heart. 

"Well played.." the turtle cooded, "...your attention on me is flattering, but you should be really focusing elsewhere.." Donnie hissed. She felt his light breahts fanning her face. He smelt of aromatic coffee. "Never tear your eyes away from your opponent. Has anyone thought you that?" she bit back.

This caused Donnie to chuckle, sending his chest bouncing which if the girl was honest was a hot and distracting sight to see. "Yes. Yes I did learn that. However, one needs to also learn the art of misdirection."

"Misdirection?"

Donnie repeated with mischief in his eyes, "Misdirection," then he lifted his left hand to show the pouch that he had snatched of her being. Hey eyes widened, "Give that back!" she yanked her body forwards pulling the chair forwards and nearly toppling over. Only, she never met the floor. Donnie's hand planted right next to her head and rested on the chair seat as he brought in the interrogation. 

"Ah, what do we have here? I wonder if this pouch contains your stolen item," 

She remained silent, not trusting her voice to speak but she held his gaze. Donnie hummed in approval, "Well, I heard it you stole a meteorite and this in particular has collected rare space minerals, hardly found on Earth but definitely contains some powerful stuff,"

"How do you know that?" She blinked up at him. "If it wasn't clear enough, I am not just brawn as also brains, darling. So let's go over it again," he quickly ignored the sudden nickname he called her, "Is the stolen meteorite in here?" 

When Donatello's voice dropped an octave lower she visibly shivered. That same shiver travelled into Donnie like a tidalwave and she noticed this interesting fact. "There isn't," she tried and Donnie clicked his tongue in reply. "Too bad. You wouldn't mind if I destroyed this then, right?"

On demand a robotic claw extended from his shell and the tip transformed into a flamethrower. He watched as her face reflected fear. She yelled for him to stop and he did. The thief let her head hang as she released harsh breath, "Fine, the meteorite is in there." 

Donnie smirked at her and laughed airily and pushed the chair back to its original position but remained distractingly close to her person. "Just, don't break it or do anything with it." she pleaded.

"Why not? You stole it. The right thing to do is to return it. What does a thief like you want it anyway? For table decor?" he sassily asked, popping out one hip and crossed his arms. She internally swooned watching his muscles bunch.

The thief shook her head, "The materials in that meteorite is essential to the study of my employer."

"And what does this employer study, dare I indulge?"

The thief went silent for a moment, "My employer studies...your kind,"

Donnie quirked a brow, "What, what do you mean my kind?". Words still processing, until it hit him. 

And I mean, hit him literally. 

Donnie felt a strong tug on his belt that sent him flying towards the thief. Everything happened so fast. She pulled him close held his right shoulder in vice grip with one hand and her other hand snacthed her dear pouch while purple was still in shock. Donnie's heart thumped wildly against his chest he swore she could hear. She managed to outwit him in own game. Managing to get out of her bonds while he interrogated her. He was impressed as he was scared. "If your wondering how, I have very flexible wrists. Years of stealing and getting into handcuffs and binds will teach you that." she explained when she could practically see the gears turning in his genius brain.  

A wicked grin etched on her lips with the wisps of her curly hair tickling his skin made him squirm. He blushed furiously. "Earth to Donatello..."she dared whisper in his ear.

"Wait what?" Donnie crashed back to reality, finding that the captive had managed to escape her binds of her hands. He gasped and quickly searched for his tech-bo but found it missing. His answer soon provided by the very weapon being aimed right under in chin, stolen right under his nose by non-other than the slick criminal in front of him. With her distracting eyes, tight fitting gear and not to mention the coconut aroma drifting from her hair, and her palm on his shoulder. Strong yet delicate, squeezed him just hard enough on his shoulder to bring him back from the world of dreaming. 

"I took your lesson. Misdirection right, Donatello?" she repeated his name in a playful pur, knowing she had gained the upper hand. Donnie's hand went to reach for his ninja stars but felt restraint on both his arms. "When did you manage to do this?" he wiggled his arms but the tie was too strong. He scolded himself for creating titanium threaded ropes to be used as binds. 

They are extremely strong cause when tested on Raph, the big guy could not break it.

"Damn you little-"

"Tut, tut, tut" She giggled and secured the pouch over herself. Donnie watched as she twirled his tech-bo expertly then used the sharper end to poke him and push him backwards. Donnie held his ground testing her. "Don't make me fight you." she threatened switching to a darker tone,  "My only job is to send this to my employer or he might just have my hide. I don't hurt you or your brothers. Test my hand and I will be forced to so."

"You lie" 

"Believe your wristband though. Since it somehow is able to scan my pulse." she nodded to the wristband on his arm and Donnie flushed. "Let me walk away, now" she asked again.

Donnie's brows furrowed with frustration, "I cannot let you do that." With his hands binded, he couldn't fight back much but discretely tapped the panic button on his wristband. The nameless thief used the sharp end to push Donatello into the abandoned chair. 

She fished out a rope of her own from her pouch. Donnie managed a peek. "Beautiful, right. The meteorite reflects and refracts surrounding light, giving it ethereal beauty. When she turned to face Donnie his heart nearly fail and so did hers. They were stuck in a hold when each found the others eyes reflecting the light from the meteorite. The dark abys of Donnie's eyes looked the star filled night sky while her's looked like the galaxy swam in it. Familiar feelings of comfort began to settle within themselves, so inviting and warm and natural. Not realising the fact that her body grew closer to his, she heard his whisper, "You're so... beautiful" 

Red covered her cheeks and she drew back. Donnie blinked furiously, too stunned to say anything. The thief shook her head, zipped the pouch to the meteor's light would not distract them and proceeded to tie Donnie to the chair. She paused in front of his seat, watching him one last time. She closed her distance and placed the tech-bo on his lap. The she thief looked at Donatello once again, blush rising ever so slightly. "I'll see you someday I guess. Goodbye, smooth operator."

Donnie was stunned but not defeated. While the thief thought she was home free, she turned around only to be met by a katana blade held to her throat. "Hope your not thinking of leaving so soon?" 

Leo smirked as he saw the wince on her face. The swinging of nunchucks with the sudden roar of Raph's mystic sai's activating told her she was cornered. Her eyes darted around watching the three like a hawk. Then she played a smirk of her own and snapped her fingers.

When nothing happened she grew a little worried. She snapped again but felt no rush of her mystic energy. Leo laughed victoriously, using his other blade to lightly knock the forgotten mystic cuffs around her hands. Finally she heard footsteps approach her from the back. She spun with force and prepared to punch the attacker but Donnie dodged her attack, grabbed her wrist and twisted it onto her back. She was faced once again with Leo's swords. 

"The meteor is in the pouch?" Leo asked his twin and the latter nodded. "Good, we will return it now."

"No," "NO!" Donnie and the thied protested at the same time, the turtle being the calmer. "She mentioned the meteorite containing rare materials from space that her employer is using in the study of yokai and mutants. I need to study it and see if there are any other artifacts like these and what they could possibly be used for."

Raph grew a little tense, "Did she mention who her employer is?". Donnie shook his head.

"Could you tell us, please?" Mikey asked quietly. The thief looked at the only turtle she felt very comfortable with at the moment and denied his request. "My job requires me to be discrete. My employer's identity is a need to know basis and you do NOT need to know,"

Leo sheated his swords and approached. If its one thing that he had great distaste for are people that could possible threaten the life of yokais and mutants. Draxum used to be one off them, mutating humans then came the Krang that wanted to infect and reform humans to the image of Krang. Whoever this employer of her was, he hated every bit of it. "Then we will keep you here until you decide to speak,"

"Come on, hermanos. We're done. Donnie, you can keep the meteor."

"What do we do with her?" Raph asked. "We lock her in the medbay and keep her there until she decides to speak. I will obviously drop by to annoy her daily," the red-earred-slider slipped back into his cheerful and playful side. 

"What about Dad?" Mikey added.

Leo grimaced, "Uhm.... you can handle him?". Mikey gave Leo an annoyed look but he agreed anyways. 

"Alright. That settles it. We rest tonight and inform the fam tomorrow." Raph wrapped up the session and marched back to his room, Leo walking ahead to join him. Mikey turned to the girl, feeling a little bad about her situation, but hey, she is still a thief. "Sorry it had to be this way,"

The girl gave him one of his rare smiles, "No worries. Plus I think with you around, I'll be fine. I have a feeling you wouldn't let twinkle toes blue boy to bully me as much,"

Mikey chuckled then wished her goodnight. 

Donnie and herself left to their lonesome. The genius huffed and pushed her forward with the hand behind her back, making the shorter girl hiss in sudden pain. Donnie eyed her wrist in confusion and loosened his grip there, which made her less tense.

At the medbay, purple set up a simple bed for her. He look the pouch off her body and told her to remove and weapons she had. She complied and dumped it all on the floor. Donnie kept looking at her expectantly. "What? You want me to remove my gear to? It's the only clothing I have on me" She growled and Donnie raised his hands in surrender, muttering an audible sorry and quickly looked away.

She sat on the bed with a huff. Donnie shuffled around the room with her hawk like eyes on his back. On the table beside her, he placed a bottle of water and a green button. "If you need anything press the button. One of us will come and see you. Bathroom is at the right of this room." Then he handed her a pack of toiletries for her use. 

She nodded quietly thinking that was the end but Donnie asked her one more question. "Your wrist is fine?"

The girl cocked an eyebrow, catching her wrists in reflex "Yeah it's fine,"

"Your rubbing it. Wrist not that flexible or something?" Donnie pressed. 

"I said I am fine." Donnie sighed and decided to leave her alone. Her pulse was erratic due to stress and anger. 

"Alright. Call if you need anything. And also, " he took her hand gently, unexpected by her, and pressed into her palm a soft roll of material and a small bottle. "...keep that."

Then he bid her goodnight and left the medbay, locking the room behind him.

She stared after the turtle through the glass doors. Once he disappeared she opened her palms to find a roll of bandage and a bottle of shooting balm. On a piece of paper she read, "Better wrap those wrists" ~ Mr.Hamato. 

The girl felt warth rise to her cheeks. Damn that smooth operator.