Alley Monsters | By : tmntwriter Category: Comics > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 2502 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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She had started a nightly practice routine with Mikey, every evening after her shift and supper she would slip into a near by manhole jog down to the lair and train for an hour with Mikey. The sun was starting to set and closing time was nearing April was just doing a last minute inventory count before they closed up. She was mentally preparing for her training session while she sat behind the register idly twirling her hair. It had been a few weeks since Mikey’s offer and the results were starting to show, she had managed to memorize basic katas and was finding herself sprawled out on the mat less frequently.
She was feeling much better, like she was getting closer to her imagined tough girl ninja self despite the fact that she still slept with the bathroom light on. While she was having fun she had noticed a change in Mikey, maybe she was working him too hard he wasn’t usually a daily trainer maybe she should give him a few days off.
The part of the change that bothered her was that she seemed to make him a little nervous during training he had even taken to stuttering slightly when having to comment on her form, she shrugged it off though and chalked it up to Raphael making dirty comments on him finally getting me on my back. She shook that thought away though, it was far too weird, maybe she should have a talk with Raph tell him to lay off before she ended up a nervous wreck for an instructor.
“All done. Lets call it a night” Aprils voice pulled her from her thoughts. Damn she really had to pay more attention to what was going on around her.
She inhaled supper threw on the closest thing she had to sweats and starting off on her pre-work out jog towards the lair. It was a short run she jogged through the front door to find Donnie hunched over the kitchen skin attempting to scrub a very blackened pot.
“Raph’s turn to cook?” she asked.
“Who else” He muttered shaking his head and returning to the task of scrubbing god knows what of the pot.
She chuckled as she exited the kitchen; Mikey and Raph were playing video games in the living room.
“Ah no fair, I wasn’t ready” Mikey must be losing again
“Yeah that seems to be your excuse a lot lately” That must have been a loaded comment judging my Mikey’s sudden interest in the floor.
“I told you already it’s just…” They couldn’t have noticed her come in and she didn’t feel right about eavesdropping so she cut Mikey off.
“Hi Guys” Mikey whirled around.
“Uh hiya Jules… uh how long you been standing there? Something was defiantly up, Mikey looked guilty and Raph was giving him a look she couldn’t quite read.
“Not long, you ready?” He nodded and rose from the couch shooting Raph a look before following her into the dojo.
Practice went well all things considered, her moves were getting better and she only ended up on the mat once during the whole hour. On the down side Mikey seemed more nervous than ever , now she was sure it was something Raph said , she walked from the dojo to the living room behind Mikey wondering what exactly Raph’s problem was.
“Mikey, I going topside for a food run you coming” Leo questioned from the kitchen door.
“Uh…” Mikey turned to look at her not wanting to run off he had barely seen her outside the dojo since they had started training and since she didn’t have to work tomorrow he was hoping to watch a movie or something.
But Julie shooed him out mistaking his hesitation for concern, he hated having her walk home alone. Besides she had gotten it into her head to corner Raph and find out just what was going on around here. She watched Leo and Mikey exit the lair and then turned to try and locate Raph, but he was nowhere in site. She walked through the living room and stood still for a moment listening like Mikey had told her to, according to him being quiet was a skill one she was sure he hadn’t mastered. She could hear a faint electronic murmur coming from Donnie’s room, computer. The other sound she heard was familiar but she couldn’t quite place it. Damn, guess I need more practice! Hmm not in the living room, too early to be asleep… dojo maybe, yeah dojo. Following up on that thought she walked toward the dojo in search of Raph and some answers.
Raph was in the dojo hammering away on the nearest punching bag, she hung back for a minute watching him, a few minutes passed he had to know she was there by now, was he ignoring her or did he just not want to give up on his beating just yet.
“ ‘an I help you” He asked without turning from the punching bag.
“Well… uh maybe” This was a bad idea Raph always made her a little nervous when they were alone, he was just so hostile all the time.
“I ain’t got time to hold you hand while ya cry, if you want somethin’ get ta asking” Yup hostile, she took a deep breath tried to shake away the uneasy feeling Raph gave her and pushed forward.
“Well, uh I was um ... I was wondering if you knew what’s been up with Mikey lately” His only response was a snort; she cocked her head to the side aggravated at being brushed off so easily.
“If ya don’t know I ain’t tellin’ ya, I don’t have time to play shrink for you two” What the hell was that suppose to mean?!
“What the hell is that supposed to mean” Damn when did my mouth get a mind of its own , oh hell he looks pissed. Raph stalking away from his punching bag and closed the gap between them in a matter of seconds.
“All I’m sayin’ is don’t fuck him up” he growled an inch from her face and with that he stalking out of the dojo muttering under his breath.
After that she had to glance down to make sure she hadn’t wet herself.
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