Amorphophallus Titanum (Jonatello) (completed)

Oroku Saki

(AUTHORS NOTE: READ THE STORY DESCRIPTION FOR THE TRIGGER WARNINGS! I WON'T PUT THEM IN THE CHAPTERS AND FROM NOW ON THAT DRAMA IS STARTING UP)

It was the third block of the day, and the bell just rang for lunch. Donnie wanted to find the library near the school. There was a College campus connected to the school not far, so he decided to check it out. He wandered the halls for a while and eventually was greeted by Ivan Steranko and his best friend Anton Zeck. Neither of them liked this nerd in purple. They came up to him and demanded money or for him to do their missing homework which was piles and piles of work Donatello couldn't handle. So he squeezed his way past. Dumb for him to walk alone in a place full of assholes, ain't it? They ended up grabbing his arm and threw him on the ground. His soft shell shook a bitter pain throughout his body and he shivered. A figure walked up from behind them and picked them up by the shirt collar.

"We talked about this, little guys." The figure said with a very manly voice, almost had Donnie fall to his knees if he hadn't already been on the floor.

"Hey man, we were just screwing around with our purple pal here. Y'know?!" Ivan responded quickly, grasping Anton's hand, who looked down at it and smiled before nodding very aggressively.

"My mans is right!" Anton laughed obnoxiously, Ivan joined in. The figure tired of this easily and threw them to the side, helping Donnie up.

"If I needed errand boys to keep scaring away all my guests then I could hire you two, but I don't. So scram!"

The two boys scrambled off after one quick nod, and Donnie smiled.

"That was dealt with faster than my friends ever could."

"I'm good at keeping my deals nice and secure." The person said, holding out a hand for a handshake. Donnie didn't understand the gesture and placed a napkin in his hand. "That's.. where did you have a napkin?"

"I'm a turtle of many secrets. And what do you mean by deals, sir?" Donatello responded, suddenly intrigued.

"You seem like a trustworthy fella, and if you did tell another soul I'd just have to kill ya." They laughed, and continued. "The good stuff, that doctors wouldn't want you having. Nor government. Helps people deal with stress or depression and anxiety a lot better than that shit stuff, plus this stuff and boost creativity, energy, imagination, happiness, and even make you sleep if you wanted it to."

"Drugs? Illegal drugs? You sell them? Here? On school grounds? How is that safe?"

"Simple, I don't. Conversations are made here, not the trade. That's what I'd say in text or through a note."

"Interesting. I'll keep that in mind. I'm Donatello Hamato, and from what they called you I presume you're Oroku?"

"Oroku Saki. Pleasure meeting you." He took a small bow, Donnie following with after. "If you need any of those special medications, I'll be here every week night after school hours. Alright?"

"Yes, sir. Why did you trust me, a stranger, with such data?"

"Because I know you wouldn't keep quiet either way, and you'd probably tell your friends. Meaning more business for me."

"I don't have many friends though."

"That's alright!" Oroku winked, giving the small teen a fist bump before walking off. All Donnie wanted was the library and then this strange thing happened? Strange.

The last block ended and Donnie stepped out of the classroom, looking both ways before crossing the hall filled with human traffic to get to his locker. He was struggling to open it when Casey leaned over him, using his hand on the other side of Donnie on the locker beside him to stay up. From anyone else's perspective, it would look like he was pinning the turtle or trying to be seductive in a way. Especially since he had his cool boy pose and expression on at the same time, with one hand in his pocket as he grinned at the smaller male who hadn't noticed yet.