Hamato Karai | By : MercyJinn Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 9488 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Quite poor. Don’t sue.
NOTE: I felt confident enough to finally give Leo a chapter to speak. Finished this one rather quickly actually. He really is good husband material. :-)
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This was not how Leonardo had imagined his first year wedding annivesary to be like. Actually he never put much thought about *what* it should be like, but him brewing some tea and preparing some food for a bed-ridden Karai wasn’t one of them.
Being ninjas required a great deal of fitness and a healthy diet so getting sick was a rare occurance in their line. How strange it was then to see his wife looking miserable and irritated as she lay there tucked into their bed.
At first Karai wouldn’t even admit to being sick, but her normally porcelain skin was flushed unnaturally and she couldn’t hold her own as well during their exercises. When he finally touched her forehead it had felt on fire. Despite her protests, he immediately took her to bed. It wasn’t an easy task. His wife could be as stubborn as Raphael and she put up quiet a fight when he managed to capture her in his arms. Fortunately, the illness, added with their sparring session, had worn her out and by the time he got her to bed all she could do was glare at him. Mind you, it was a more muderous glare then what she usually gave him when he had annoyed her somehow and that was quite a feat.
Karai was fiercely independent, something Leo had always admired, but while sick, she was as uncooperative as a 6-year old child. He had to coax the thermametor into her mouth and she batted his hands away when he tried to help her undress. He finally let her be only after she had promised she would not leave the bed. Letting her get comfortable, he went out the get some food and medicine for her.
This now left him in his current predicament as he walked back to their bedroom with a tray of tea, water, sandwiches and medicine. Leo was pleased to see she was tucked in their bed, having changed her ninja gear for something more comfortable. Her glare, however, was still in place.
“What are you doing?” She demanded as he put the tray on her bedstand.
He took the glass and some pills and offered them to her. “What does it look like? I’m taking care of you.”
“I can take care of myself” She replied even as she took the glass and the pills from him.
“I know, but I want to.” He countered watching with pleasure as she took the medicine without hesitation. Once she washed down the pills, he took the glass from her and offered her the tea. “Here, just the way you like it.”
Though Karai was skilled in keeping a smooth impassive face, Leonardo has known her enough to see the subtlities. Right now she was surprised that he had indeed made the tea to her specification without her having to tell him. It sadden him a bit to see that she still finds his kindness to her shocking. How he would very much like to make it known to her that he considered her family and like any family he would care for her just as wholely as he did his father and brothers. Yet he knew if he told her too soon she would not believe him.
They had been on opposite sides for so long. Both had had moments of mistrust and suspiscion in the past, which made it difficult to break free of, but even then he knew there was more between them; something that if given time, could overcome all the others. He believed this when he announced his intention to marry her and was determined to bring it out of them both.
The first months had been a combination of coolness and heat. Their conversations were spare, sometimes non-existent, but when they made love, they made love uninhibited. Nothing relieved him more then seeing her desire for him or knowing that he could please her. Weeks before the wedding, he had done research about the art of love. It was not something he had looked at before, unless one counted the times when he perused through a dirty magazine or indulged in a movie or two when no one was around. However he was aware that Karai would probably be more experienced then he in this and didn’t want to go to her a trembling, naïve virgin.
“What are you thinking of Leonardo?”
He blinked and snapped to; her voice having taken him away from his thoughts. “Us.” He said simply.
Karai arched a brow, suspiscious and curious. “What about us?”
Taking the half-empty tea cup from her, he then hands her the plate of sandwiches. “I’m thinking about how far we’ve come.”
She poked through the sandwhiches before selecting one. “Much has changed.” She said simply before taking a bite.
“I know.” He agreed, then added after a thought. “I’m happy.”
This made Karai stop and look at him. He could see something was trying to get out of her, but what he was not sure.
“I’m not….”
“Happy?” He replied for her.
“Unhappy.” She looked down and concentred on her sandwich when she corrected him.
Something in Leo leapt for joy. This was more then he could usually hope for. While she had stopped threatening his life, she had never really complimented or showed any satisfaction outside of their bedroom. This while obscure reply wasn’t an affirmation, it still wasn’t a denial of happiness. He wanted to kiss her, but considering she was still chewing, he settled for a warm smile.
Karai’s apetite seem to falter after a while and soon she gave him back the half eaten sandwich. Leo patiently took it back and stood up. “I’ll take this back to the kitchen. Get some rest.”
Thankfully she didn’t argue and when he came back, she was nicely tucked into their bed already drifting off to sleep. She looked so young lying there, even though he knew she was a few years older then he. As he impulsively slipped in beside her, he made a mental note to someday ask her how old she was.
Despite how hot Karai felt, she shivered and when he got close enough she instinctively snuggled up against his body, clinging to him for warmth. Leo was more then content to hold her close and pressed a kiss on the top of her head. He had to admit, dispite the unsaid words, dispite the past, dispite their own misgivings, he was disgustingly happy right now.
“Happy Anniversary.” He murmured into her hair.
Karai stirred at his words and looked up at him. He looked back, unashamed to let her see what his eyes revealed. She must’ve liked what she saw because she then leaned up and kissed him gently.
Afterwords, she resumed her place in his arms and tried to go back to sleep.
Hardly tired, Leonardo took pleasure in merely watching her, musing about how lucky he was, how beautiful she was and how Michealangelo now owed him thirty bucks. Surely his brother should know by now to never bet against his elder brother. Over in a year indeed.
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