A late afternoon on the streets of New York City, (Y/n) took a walk near the water, watching the amazing sunset there were over the sea. A view in her opinion only something greater could have made.
For the past days you had moved your walks to the harbor instead of your usually walks in Central Park in the hope of your school bullies would forget their search on you. James, your butler, always was nice enough to drive you to see the sunset. Maybe because it was his job or because he loved to see you smile. He knew you felt better in the surroundings of the city's noise than in your parents quiet mansion were you always were alone, since your parents as good as never were home after you had moved.
You walked along the quayside seeing a few ducks playing around in the water, making you smile. You reached a hand down in your shoulder bag, finding the residues of your lunch and tearing some of the bread in to crumbs. Afterward you threw them in to the air letting them drop down to the ducks who caught them with their beaks.
You watched them eat till you suddenly felt something soft rubbing up against your leg. Surprised you looked down just to find a orange cat pressing its fur against you.
"Aww, what's with you sweetie?" you asked, crouching down to pet it on the head. When you placed you hand on its head, the cat looked up and licked your hand with its small tongue. You giggled and picked the cat up carefully. It was totally tame and just cuddled up to you.
"Let's see if you have a name shall we?" it took you a minut or two to find, but after a little you found a black collar around it's neck with a small gold emblem hanging around its neck. You read the emblem a couple times getting a bit more confused every time. It said:
Name: Klunk.
Owner: Michelangelo, the awesome Turtle, himself.
Home: Lair, in the sewers.
After the 10th time you read it, you gave up and looked at the cat. "It seems like you've run away from home. Let's go see if we can find your owner," you said, and as if on a keyword Klunk prompt jumped out of your arms and ran away from you.
"Hey! Wait!" Getting up on your feet, you ran after him as fast as you could trying to catch him. He didn't seem to listen much to your calling as he ran out of the harbor and back in to the city running over the streets with the busy cars.
"Stop! You'll get hurt," you called out as you followed close after trying your best to avoid being run down. Car-drivers stopped up hard and pressed on their horns as you and Klunk crossed the streets. You yelled apologizes when you could and kept following after Klunk in between the buildings. 10 minutes of a wild chase passed until he finally took a turn into an alley with a dead end. Gasping exhausted you bend down to catch your breath in the hope that the chase was over.
When you finally could use the oxygen around you, you stood up straight. The cat didn't even seem a little bit tired after have been running the half of the city. How? You were clueless to the deepest. You stepped a step closer him with leaded for him to jump on to an gabage-container and continued up with the help of the fire-escape till he were out of view.
"C'mon, really?" you sighed loudly and caught the latter of the fire-escape and started climbing up of the building. When you finally reached the top up you collapsed on o the rooftop and rolled on to your back. "Just give me 5..." And before you knew of it, you were sound asleep.
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"Miss? It's time to wake up," a voice said suddenly cutting into your dream. You mumbled something and a pair of hands lightly shaking you. Tiredly you sat up and held a hand up to your head, opening your eyes.
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TMNT: 2003 Boyfriend scenario - Love Is Blossoming.
Fanfiction"I will protect you with my heart, if you give me yours" -Unknown Love is a thing everyone wish. Just as similar do the TMNT brothers as well. Follow our adventure through sweet moments, tearful endings, heartbreaking realizations and not less lov...