Author's note: Hey lovely roses!! I hope you enjoy the short!! Alright, up first is Memory Loss!! Please comment, vote, and feel free to suggest story ideas to me in a PM, I would love that!! Until next time,
~Freya~
Raph's POV:
My. Head. HURTS!!! Damn, what happened?! I open my eyes. I'm in bed, but not my twin sized mattress, this is king sized..... And I'm not alone in it. I look to my left, and my breath catches, my eyes wide. There, sleeping blissfully, is a true beauty to behold. Her smooth scales, with so many shades of blue. She's a pale sky blue with indigo and violet-blue markings up and down her body, silvery-gray around her eyes and forehead. Seven spikes form a crown around her head, the tips blue-violet, her lashes a dark navy blue, almost black. Her full lips are cobalt, curved in a soft smile. Her underside is as white as snow. Her long, graceful tail curls around her clawed feet. I can't help but stare at her lean, powerful legs, smooth and toned, like a dancer. My eyes travel up the length of her, from the tip of her tail, to her wide hips, and up to her face. I stare at her lips, her throat, and her....wow, they're huge!! STOP IT RAPHAEL, DON'T STARE AT THOSE!!! Then I notice the scars. Up and down her arms, on her waist. She has a scar that goes all the way around her right wrist, and another on her right side. It looks like something burned her there. There's yet another scar on her abdomen...like she was stabbed with a sais... I realize I have my hand on her back....right on the clasp of her purple sports bra.... She's not wearing anything but a bra and black short....REALLY short shorts.... After processing all of this, I jump out of bed, mentally slapping myself for looking. I look down at the floor, respectfully averting my eyes from the barely dressed sleeping beauty. Scattered on the floor are my elbow and knee pads, my belt, my mask, and the taping I wrap around my hands, wrists and feet. My face reddens at the thought of what must have happened last night.... Brain...don't even go there. As I pick up my clothes, I notice something shiny on my left hand. On my third finger is a gold ring with a sapphire set in it. Since when do I wear rings? Where did it come from? I go to take it off but...something stops me. This ring, it means something important. But what? I shrug it off and continue getting dressed. When I tie my mask into place, I hear the woman stir.She yawns, stretching her lean body. "Guten Morgen, Turtle Boy." She murmurs in a seductive German accent that makes my skin tingle. She smiles at me, her ocean eyes have me hypnotized. I stare at this sexy lizard woman. I have no clue who she is and yet... I feel like I know her. But how?! Who is this woman?! Why is she so familiar, but I can't remember her? I'm pretty sure that I would remember meeting someone like this but I don't. She looks at me worriedly. "Are you okay?" She gets out of bed and walks up to me. Wow, she's short!! She barely comes up to my chin!! She touches my face, her blue eyes concerned. "Raph, what's wrong?" Wait, she knows my name?!
I stumble back. "Who are you? How do you know my name?!"
Her brows furrow in confusion. "Raph...it's me, Zarez."
"Who?" I ask, the name not ringing any bells.
She flinches, her eyes hurt. For some reason, seeing that pain in her eyes stabs at my heart. She glares the mother of all glares at me. "Hamato Raphael, I swear if this is supposed to be a joke-"
"It's not a joke, I really don't know who you are!!" I turn to the door. "I gotta go." I walk out...to find myself in the hall of the lair. I look back at the door, and draw back in shock. It's my room....does that mean that I share it with this Zarez chick? If so...why? When did that happen? I rub my temples, my skull pounding. I trudge on to the living room. I freeze. On the couch, chatting with my brothers are three humans. One girl with red hair sits next to a black haired boy, laughing at something Mikey said. Leo has his arm wrapped around another girl's waist. This one has short, dark brown hair, the roots shaved close to her head and dyed blonde. She sits next to my older brother, completely relaxed, as if it's normal to snuggle up with a man-sized mutant turtle armed with katanas. What. The. Hell?!?!? Humans... I've never seen humans before and now suddenly there are three in my home?! I run to the dojo before they see me. I collapse under the tree. Okay Raphael, breathe. What do you last remember? I lean against the truck and close my eyes, focusing.
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