"What are you doing kid?"

I grinned.
"What do you think?" I asked, not bothering to look up from my work.

Almost instantly, a shadow loomed over me, trying to peek on what i'm actually doing.

"Is that.. a paper bird?"

"A paper crane to be exact." I said, correcting him while finished folding the crane carefully before starting another one.

"Isn't that the ones you put up hanging on the entrance of that cool room of yours?"

Ah, so he does has a brain to remember.

I need to get that noted.

"Precisely, Watson." I said in my best British accent, quoting Sherlock Holmes.

I'm a nerd too.

Long live nerds.

Whoo.

I heard Raph snorted.
"What are you, British?"

"What if i am?" I shot back.

"In yer' lil' turtle dreams."

"A great person once said; Let your dreams come true."

"Yea' yeah, suit yer'self." He said, flicking my head in process.

"Hey!" I pouted, throwing him a paper crane that hits him on the head.

Good aim? Yes. Is it hurt? 'Fortunately not.

Luck is not on my side today.

Dang it, i should go look for a four leaved clover.

Or is it leaves? Dunno.

"So why are ya' makin' these anyways? To hang 'em again?" Raph asked, plopping down to sit beside me.

"Not exactly." I paused from my work and finally look over to him.

"There was a Japanese saying, that anyone's wish could be granted if they made 1000 paper cranes."

"And let me guess, that's yer' goal?"

"Duh."

"You do know that could be fake right?"

"I know." I smiled at him and started to fold more cranes.

"Then why would you-..?"

"It's not going to hurt if i believe it. Besides, there's a chance it could be true."

He was silent for a moment, which is kinda surprising. Although i'm not really noticing about him since i was caught up with my folding.

"What are your wishes anyways? More paints?" He teased.

I rolled my eyes on him.
"Haha, very funny."

"But seriously, what?"

"I won't say it."

"Oh come on! Tell me!"

"Nope"

"Tell."

"Nada."

"Spill."

"Nopey dopey."

"Okay fine. Please."

I gasped,
"Who are youuu???"

He whacked my head again.

Aw come on! That's seriously Mikey's thing!

"A'right kid, please do tell me."

Ohhhhhh... someone's eager.

No no, not that eager please eww. Get your mind out of the gutter i'm innocent.

Hmmm..

To tell, or not to tell? That iz le question.

Okay fine.

"It's...." i motioned him to get closer.

"A.." i whispered in his ear as i paused for more effect.

"Secret."

I burst out laughing when i saw Raph's priceless face.

"You lil' sneaky brat!"

I stuck out my tongue at him.

After few minutes of teasing and laughing, i could finally continue to fold more paper cranes as Raph watched from my back.

He didn't admit he was watching when i said he was, though.

Although i do enjoy teasing him again for turning redder than his mask in 5 seconds.

"How many cranes you have now?" He suddenly asks out of blue. (Hint hint)

"Mmm.. 467. More or less, haven't recounted them again since two months ago."

"Can i help?"

I stare at him in wonder, and i was really surprised when he stared back with.. genuine.. eyes.

What.

The.

Actual.

Frick.

Frack.

??????

"Who are you?" I asked again, terrified.

That earned me another whack on the head courtesy of Raph's fist.

"Shut up!"

"Okay okay! I'm just kidding!" I chuckled, getting a pale red paper.

I put it carefully on his palm, real careful not to make any wrinkles.

It was a force of habit, brought to you by the perfectionist Leo.

"Fold it into triangle, real carefully." I said sternly, adding pressure on the last words.

"Okaayyy.."

"Geez stop it Ra-Hot head! You looked like trying to strangle it!" I exclaimed, quickly intercepting him while mentally hit myself for slipping up his name, since we haven't introduce ourselves.

"How am i supposed to do it?!"

"Do it slowly, and carefully. Like it's the most fragile and precious thing in the universe."

".. that was too exaggerated."

"I know, but works for me." I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Darn it! I can't!" He exclaimed, almost ripping the paper in progress.

"You can! You haven't even finishes it yet!"

"I can't!"

"Yes, you can!"

"I can't!"

"You can!"

"I can't!"

"Can do!"

"I can NOT!"

"Of course you-"

"SHUT UP!" Raph suddenly yelled.

I have no idea what's gotten to him, but the next thing i knew was a fist conected to my cheek.

Okay, if i was Leo, i would probably got mad too, or ignore him or whatever like that, but..

I'm Ao.

Now i am Ao.

And Ao.

Was vulnerable.

Oh how much i loathed those words.

I bit my lip to stop tears that's threathening to drop, and stood up, shaking in process which made myself sick.

I hate being vulnerable.

I hate being vulnerable.

I hate being Ao.

Forgetting whatever i left, forgetting what and why i was there in the first place..

I ran.

I moved my legs as fast as i could, jumping and sprinting nonstop.

I didn't even bother to look back, or wipe away tears that suddenly spill out from my eyes.

Which is dangerous since my eyes were blurry and i can't see straight, but oh well..

After i realised i was far away, i abruptly stopped, almost falling down.

..I was in the borders, the outer side of New York.

Darn it, i was so far from home, stupid Ao stupid me.

Then a thought made my heart stopped right at that moment.

Oh my Gallifreys.

What am i going to do when i was Leo?

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"F@€k what have i done?!"

Srry not so srry
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Don't murder me pls i'm too young to die.

And we all know who would curse like a sailor on the last part so i guess there's no point of writing who's POV is that.

And bye. Potatoes..