Braving it in the New World | By : EvaBrick Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 10091 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Ninja Turtles, nor am I making any money from them. I'm just borrowing the boys for a while. I do own my original characters. |
Hamato Yoshi ducked into an alley behind April’s apartment building and heaved a manhole cover aside. He dropped his rucksack in, then climbed down the ladder into the sewer. He hurried along the familiar trail between April’s and the lair. How many hundreds of times had he walked her home over the years?
He couldn’t wait to get home and see his sons. He and April weren’t sure how long they’d be gone, so his return was going to be a surprise for the boys. He’d missed the turtles very much and couldn’t wait to tell them all his news. He paused for a moment outside the door to the lair to collect his thoughts, then he heaved the big, round door open and stepped inside. Yoshi followed the sounds of the turtles loud kiais all the way to the dojo. He stayed in the shadows for a few minutes, watching as Leonardo put them through the katas. His chest swelled with pride as he watched them work and he remembered teaching them the same moves when they were wobbly children with high-pitched voices. He was very pleased that they had not neglected their training in his absence. Deep-voiced shouts ripped out of the turtles’ throats as they sweated and worked. Every move they made was perfect. Yoshi sighed contentedly as he watched them. He was very glad to be home. He and April had only been gone for a few months, but it had seemed so much longer. They had decided to wait a while before telling the turtles about his new relationship with April and of their plan to get married. He wanted them all to be together when they broke the news - even Charlotte and Casey. He smiled as he thought of April. On the entire flight home, she’d talked about how great it would be for him to get a green card and finally be able to open a dojo, like he’d wanted to do all those years ago when he’d first come to America. Yoshi was happy with the idea too, but mostly, he was happy to finally be with the woman he loved. He finally stepped into the dojo and set his bag down. The room was suddenly filled with happy shouts and in a second or two, he was surrounded by a turtle group hug. He took a moment to greet each of his boys individually and then they all went into the livingroom so he could tell them about his visit to Japan. Raphael sat on his left and Leonardo sat on his right. Michelangelo and Donatello pulled the other couch up closer so that they could see the pictures he’d taken of their family members back in Japan. Yoshi also had a small bundle of black-and-white photographs that his aunt had given him. There was a picture of Shen as a little girl, and a picture of Shen and Yoshi together as teenagers. Donatello was particularly interested in a picture of Yoshi that was taken when he was about twenty-seven. He looked at it so long that his father finally noticed. “Does something trouble you, Donatello?” he asked. “No, Sensei,” Don said. “It’s just this picture… this is what we’d look like if we were human since… since we’re really your clones… y’know, biologically speaking.” Yoshi watched as his boys looked the photograph over with greater interest than before. “While that may be technically true,” he said, “I have never thought of you as anything less than my sons, and neither should you. I wish I could have taken you back to Japan to show off to our family.” “But you always told us not to brag,” Leo laughed. “Indeed I have,” Yoshi said. “But I’m afraid I did nothing but brag about my four ninja sons while I was there. You would put your cousins to shame.” “I wish we coulda gone with ya,” Raphael said as he looked over the pictures that April had taken of their cousins and aunt. “But maybe ya can take yer grandkids someday.” Yoshi chuckled sadly at what he thought was a joke, but stopped when he saw that the turtles weren’t laughing. He looked round at his boys and his eyes fell on Donatello who couldn’t stop grinning. “Grandchildren?” he asked. “Charlie’s four months pregnant,” Don said. “We only found out while you were gone.” “It’s a girl!” Mike added, excitedly. Yoshi opened his mouth, but found himself at a loss for words. He stood and hugged Donatello tightly. He had always believed that the Hamato clan would die out, but now… now it was actually going to get bigger. He couldn’t wait to tell April. He released Donatello and cleared his throat before he said, “This is the most wonderful news I have ever received, my son… I wish I had baby things to give you, but you and your brothers never needed clothes, and any of your toys that aren’t broken would not appeal to a girl. He thought for a moment, then added, “There is one thing that I can give you for your daughter.” He went to get the two tessens (fans) down from the wall. For decades, they had only been decorations in the livingroom as they hadn’t had a mistress to wield them. He blew the dust off them and the hand-painted scenes on them became clearer. They looked like harmless fans, but they were made with sharpened iron… they were lethal weapons. With a snap of his wrists, the fans blades swished and they snapped closed. With a bow, he passed them to Donatello and said, “We have not had a kunoichi (female ninja) in the clan for generations. The last one was my dear grandmother… these were hers.” Donatello bowed to his father and took the tessens. It was a great honor from a ninja to inherit weapons. “Thank you, Sensei,” Donatello said in Japanese. “I will assume care of them until she is old enough to claim them for herself.” The purple turtle smiled proudly at the heirloom weapons… accepting them was his first responsibility as a father. “That’s pretty cool, but it’s not as great as my gift,” Mike grinned. “Which is?” Raphael asked. “The gift of free babysitting,” Mike laughed.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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