The Singer's Pet Turtle (A Leonardo x Reader Story)

Chapter 11 : Keep Your Friends Close

I'm sorry! I'm a week late I know! My whole household got sick. It was awful! but this is here. It lives. I'm sorry!

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This will be fun, Y/n thought as she sat on a stool far enough away from the chaos that was about to occur in the middle of Mr. Murakami's restaurant. Everything was finally seeming calm. There had been minimal foot activity, and the team had yet to run into any more Kranng since the incident with Slash three weeks ago. It was nice.

It also gave Y/n time to think, which turned out to be both a blessing and a curse.

Even so, she tried to give equal attention to both of the main pots she had simmering as she and her merry band of mutant roommates enjoyed their impromptu break. Pot number one was Leonardo. Specifically, any and all romantic feelings regarding the leader in blue. With April busy with school, Y/n desperately began looking for someone, anyone to talk to about the situation at hand. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately in his opinion, Donatello spent a lot of time with Y/n due to them being lab partners. This made her comfortable around him and gave enough time for her to talk his internal ears off.

Luckily, the purple clad turtle, who quickly rose the ranks into being Y/n's closest friend in the lair (Turtles who she's made out with excluded), was better at giving relationship advice than he was at taking it. So, after a few days of listening to the girl's woes he finally cut her off with a simple.

"It's obvious you were the one who needed more time. So, take it, Leo isn't going to rush you." He finished his statement with a nod and went back to work leaving Y/n sitting at her designated desk to think over his words for so long she almost overheated their next batch of retro mutagen.

While pretty simple on their own, Donnie's words helped Y/n feel at ease, allowing her to move on to her second pot. Finding her mom on a spiritual plain and not finding her father there. Now there was only one person to go to about this issue.

Master Splinter himself.

So, after training one day, Y/n made them both some tea (or Leonardo made it for her since their father was particular, and Y/n really only wanted hot water and lemon) and sat down with the rat. Their conversations started light and airy, until Y/n finally gathered the courage to tell him about what she experienced while meditating. In the end the man pondered the story with a sip of his tea and a hum. Ultimately his only piece of advice was, 'Amadare ishi wo mo ugatsu', Even raindrops can penetrate a stone. If she waited patiently eventually the answers she wanted would become clear. What a fortune cookie answer. It wasn't the answer she wanted but it would do.

For now, this was nice, Y/n decided as she looked back over the boys all slowly getting into position for their impromptu training session. The girl smiled when Mikey winked at her, and a moment later, her expression grew when her eyes locked with Leonardo who was leaning against his own stool in the middle of his brothers. He returned the expression before looking back at his brothers.

"Remember to focus." Leo instructed.

"Sure, you aren't going to participate, Francoeur?" Y/n hummed from her corner, causing the leader to look back at her.

His expression was sweet as he simply stared into her eyes before morphing something that bordered on teasing. "I'm the sensei tonight, so I won't be participating in their silly competition." When the turtle winked at her at the end of his sentence Y/n knew he was BSing her, but she bit back her smirk so as to not tell off his brothers.

"I've put up with all of you for a long time, but this is about to get real!" Mikey suddenly said as he got into position.

Raphael scoffed at him. "You don't want to deal with this, Mikey."