Raph was confusing. As much as my feelings for him. He was a passionate and jealous lover. I knew that from the way he kissed me. The way he sparred with me. The way he flipped out when he saw James texting me before I would remind him James was gay and with a nice guy named Sam.
Raph was an amazing fighter too. Even if he was a pain in the ass. I could care less if the world stopped or the fucking sky fell, as long as my friends, more importantly Raph, where okay. I was fine.
And as I watched Raph play a video game with Mikey, who was whining to Zeva about losing, the confusion was still there, but strangely enough.
I was okay with that. After all, I did love the Sais.
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Living With Turtles
AdventureContinuation of the "Weapons" arc by myself (first part of Crushing on Nunchucks) and Darkchild1999 (last part of Crushing on Nunchucks, Falling for the Bo, Love for the Sais, Dreaming of Katanas, Living With Turtles, and New Beginnings). One-shots...
