TMNT NEXT GENERATION

UNSETTLED BONDS ((PART THREE))

A/N: More intense stuff will be happening! More plots! Come join the angsty, happy, family times!!

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TMNT NEXT GEN BELONGS TO THIS GAL RIGHT HERE @Suzukiwee1357 Remy @Suzukiwee1357 Irrilia @Myrling Kohana @Mikibaby94

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Yoshiro sat on the bench, silently hearing his mother and the others talk from the kitchen. They were loudly talking. He rolled his eyes at the stuff he heard. He glanced up to see Hana sitting on the steps of the lab. Her hair was in two braids, she had wrappings around her head, and a patch that covered her eye. Hana chewed on her tongue as they both listened to the grown ups in silence. She cleared her throat and moved her bangs a bit. "Sooo, hows the air down there?" She asked him.
Yoshiro eyed her, raising a brow. He didnt answer though. She huffed and puffed a bang up that was in her face. She got up, "Well I think Im gonna get something to eat." She took two steps before she tripped over her feet, she yelped and flew onto her front, groaning at the pain the floor had stored for her. Surprisingly when she rolled over she saw Yoshiro hovering over her, giving her a look of a little amusement mixed with a 'are you kidding me'
"Oh dont give me that look." She said. She folded her arms, poking her bottom lip out, "I know Im a clutz."
Yoshiro smirked. Hana sighed, she held out her hand. "Help me up?"
The boy shook his head, Hana rolled her eyes, "Oh what now your scared?"
"I aint scared!"
"Well then, help me up!" She said waving her hand in a violent motion. Yoshiro growled, grabbing her hand as he helped her get on her feet. The two didnt pull away but just looked at one another, butterflys fluttered her stomach, as she observed his face. A smile withdrew from her face. "Thanks." She finally spoke. The two broke hands when she heard her father's voice. She turned and looked angry. "He was helping me."
"Yeah sure, right after he beats you up." Donnie said.
Karai glared at Donnie, "That wasnt his fault!"
"Oh so those injuries just happened out of the blue? Face it Karai he's a basket case, and you coming back here with that kid is the worst mistake you could ever done." He snapped.
Leo shoved Donnie aside giving him a hard look. "Enough Donatello!"
The woman gazed at the two, she shook her head. "I cant say it was right, but maybe if you would of watched your daughter or taught her to back off----"
Donnie pushed Leo out of the way, though before he could actually do anything April got herself in between, she put her hands on Donnie's chest, "Enough!" She snapped. She looked at the pair. "Both of you. Stop acting like children already!" She looked to her husband. "Donatello." She called. When his eyes didnt meet hers, and were still on Karai, April threw her stern look. "Donatello." She repeated in a strikingly calm, but tough tone. Reluctantly Donnie peered down to his wife. "What?"
"Go take Hana out for a stroll in the sewers."
"Mom Im not five---"
April's eyes turned to her daughter. "You are now." She snapped. "Now go. The both of you."
Donnie sighed, obviously frustrated. He remembered those frustrating moments with April, pregnancy was hell for both of them, he glanced at his wife stomach, then eyed her. "Are you pregnant?"
When Donnie saw his wife's eyes grow big and angry, he knew he said something bad. She licked her lips and made a face, that she's made several times when shes trying to stay calm. She eyed him. "I suggest you move your shell before I move it for you."
Donnie held up his hands, "Okay okay," He then hustled himself to his daughter. They both looked back at April prior to changing looks.
"Go!" The woman sounded making Donnie give his daughter a friendly push forward as the two exited the lair.

******

Irrilia poured some cereal into a green bowl, she sat down, with a book in her hand. Remy came in, settling across from her, smacking his book on the book before she had the chance to open it. Irrilia met her cousins eyes, "Excuse you."
"Dont excuse me. How are you just calmly sitting there? When we have a possible killer on the loose."

Irrilia rose her brow, She then pulled the book out from under him and smacked it in his face, causing Remy to stagger back a bit. She then returned to her composed state. "Thanks for the space. My face feels better without your pizza breathe going into my nose."
Remy frowned, folding his arms he popped his hip out as he tapped one foot. "Irrilia!"
Irrilia groaned already annoyed. She stood up, eyeing Remy. "What do you want from me?"
"I want us to take action! He beat up our cousin!"

"I handled it already Remy." She grabbed her book, shoving it in her bag that was settled next to her on the table. Remy watched her get up, he frowned. "What are you doing?" For her response she took her bag, cereal and herself out of the kitchen, quickly he followed her. "Where are you going?"

"Somewhere quiet." She answered. She took another bite of cereal, Remy looked offended as much as he felt. Irrilia took note of her cousins face. She sighed annoyed. "Remy--"
"Look talking to the guy aint gonna solve anything!" He exclaimed.

"I didnt just do that, I pointed my sword at him and did what daddy or uncle Leo used to do all the time." She explained. Remy gave her a look, a look of "Really?" She shook her head, taking in another batch of her cereal. Once she swallowed, she stopped walking completely when Yoshiro came out of the lab, Remy and her were at the bottom of the steps that led to their uncles lab, Irrilia took in how miserable the guy looked. He stepped down causing Remy to hide behind his older cousin. He peeked his head out, giving the guy a hard glare. Yoshiro noted Remy's actions, he didnt know why but he found the actions amusing. He rose his eyebrow. A smirk withdrew from his face, "Awe, what are you hiding from cutie." He teased.
Remy widened his eyes, then went back to his glare. "Cutie? Your gross."
Yoshiro laughed a forced one, "Only for you kiddo." He spat, causing the hybrid to growl. The salamander shoved her bowl to Remy, "Make yourself useful and take that to the kitchen."
"Why me?!"
Irrilia gave him a look, hoping he'd catch on. When he didnt she growled. "Just do as I say or I'll put sand in your bed again."
Remy widened his eyes, "I knew it! You blamed Hana!"
"Remy!" She yelled allowing her warning voice to take control. Remy knew that tone well, its the tone that all the girls in this family uses when shes irritable. He pouted. "Can you please go." She added dying down her irritation. Remy pondered, his eyes shifted between the two, hesitant to leave but by his will he did so. Irrilia waited for her grumbling cousin was gone.

"You know, you dont have to talk to me." Yoshiro broke the silence, making the composure of Irrilia disperse, the voice of his startled her, suddenly she felt her cheeks growing hot. She really hope he didnt see that small set back. She looked up at him, trying to find any proof that he did, if he had, he wasnt giving obvious clues, other than that stupid smirk he held on his face. She rolled her eyes before turning her head, folding her arms across her chest. "I already had a talk with myself about how much of a bad boy I was." He mocked, Irrilia's eyes shot daggers at him, feeling her anger rise, She snarled and stepped up closer to where he was. She pointed her finger to his chest. "You dare mock? You lost that when your fist met my cousins eye!" She snapped.
Yoshiro bent back slightly, he swatted her hand away. He leaned a bit towards her, "It was an accident!"
Irrilia scoffed, "Yeah some accident, my cousin just happened to land right into your fist, she is that much of an accident prone. Your a joke! I dont see what she sees in you, your nothing but a hot tempered basket case that has no meaning but to just hit on girls who were trying to be your friend!"
Something inside him triggered, an image flashed before him, the words of his father spoke rang inside his head. A joke. Your a joke Yoshiro. The ill voice mocked inside his head. A part of him wanted to just smack her, or teach her whos boss, but if he did that, she'd be right. He swallowed the lump in his throw, balling his hands into fist, He narrowed his eyes, "Like your not princess?"
"What?" Irrilia shocked by his question.

"You may not hit people, but I think words are the worst to throw at someone. Physically she will heal, but mentally I wont. Im a basket case, but your the joke. Your not a leader, your just someone who pretends!"
"How dare you---"
"How dare you! Judging me, thats all you and Remy ever do! At least with Hana she didnt care what I was! And now Im paying for it, so how about you suck a dick and leave me the hell alone little girl!" He didnt realize how loud his voice really became, till he saw Leo, Mikey and Raph standing on the steps from the dojo. Remy standing at the kitchen, staring wide eyes, but something in him was ready to take action if he needed to.
"Yoshiro!" His mother called from behind, he closed his eyes tight before opening them back up, and turning to his mom. Her face read it all. Anger. Disappointed. And sorrow. She was about to talk but he didnt want to hear it. He's heard it multiple times, all his life. He gritted his teeth and moved around Irrilia, hurrying off to the exit. Karai watched her son leave. She sighed in relief.Thanking some god up there that he just left to go simmer down, Her eyes went to Irrilia. "Did he hurt you?"
Irrilia silently shook her head, watching where the boy exited. Something inside her felt aweful, she frowned remembering his words. She gripped her bag strap. Her eyes went up when she saw her father heading out, she hurried after him. "Dad?"
Raph turned to his daughter, giving her a solid look. And an angry one too. She tensed under her dads angry eyes. Though she felt confused, and angry. Her anger showed by her offended voice. "Why are you mad?"
The red masked turtle shook his head, He pointed his finger at her, "I taught you better than that Irrilia. At least I thought I did."
She widened her eyes, shock mustered up inside her, slowly colliding with the anger she set in, "I didnt do anything but stick up for my family!" She yelled.

"By ridiculing him? By making him feel worse?" Raph questioned.
"He hit her, I did what I needed to for my family! He is not my family!"
In that moment, he wanted to hug her, to tell her he was proud, but he knew he couldnt do that. "He is Irrilia! Like it or not, that boy is! So I suggest you stop this anger tantrum----"
"Your the one to talk!" She snapped at him, "Your literally the biggest hypocrite ever! You tell me not to do something, but then I hear stories about you doing the same thing!"
Raph gave her a stern look, "I suggest you get out of my sight."
It felt like a knife to the heart when her dad said that, her anger rose, She grabbed her bag and threw it at her dad, hitting him. Luckily he reflected it, he put down his arm, he snarled. "Room now!" He yelled.
"Some father you are! You take a strange boy's side before your even daughters!" She screamed, "At least mom would of saw my side!"
"Well right now your mother isnt here!" Raph's patience was thinning.
Irrilia shook her head, "Well with you acting hypocritical I can see why she stays away!" She acidly retorted before she turned and stomped off to her room. Raph watched her go, he looked down at the book bag, hearing the door slam he sucked in, kneeling down. Putting his hands on his face. At times like these, he really did wish Mona was here so he could have reassurance. So he wouldnt think about her words constantly. He sighed, removing his hands he grabbed the bag. Standing up he met his little brother. "Can you give this back to her?" He asked Mikey, handing him the bag.
Mikey nodded, when Raph was turning to go, Mikey grabbed his arm. Raph looked down at his brother. Mikey gave Raph a soft look. "She remind you of anyone?"
Raph groaned, "Dont get me started."
Mikey chuckled, "Well, if shes anything like you were at that age, she'll come around. You always did with a little help from me of course."
Raph snorted, he rubbed his brother's head. "Thanks Mikey."
Mikey nodded, "Leo and I can talk to her."
"Leo can what now?" Leo asked as he stood behind his son, raising a brow at his brother's sudden volunteering. He was never good with the girls. With Remy, it was simple, they talk then watch tv. With the girls, everything you say is like an atomic bomb waiting to go off.
Raph laughed, "Man I wish I can see that awkwardness. But I gotta jet." He then hurried off.
"Seriously Mikey, Im kinda busy....doing stuff."
Mikey turned to his oldest brother. "Yeah, polishing your katanas and watching racey stuff with your wife is such a need to do bases."
"It is, Liz, Liz needs me there."
"No I dont!" Liz yelled from the dojo, Leo frowned, giving the dojo a glance, he sighed annoyed. Mikey grabbed his older brother's arm. "Excuse us Remy. We got girl talk to do."
Leo widened his eyes as he was pulled unwillingly, "Why cant you get Liz! OR April! or even Karai!"
"You can do it honey!" Liz commented from the dojo.
Mikey chuckled at his older brother's steamed face. "Karai has enough issues, and April is kinda blowing off some steam with Liz. Besides, we are good at this."
"Sure let two guys talk to a female, one dude doesnt even have a kid and the other has only one boy." Leo muttered.
"Ah, you'll be fine killer." Mikey encouraged as he approached Irrilia's door.
Leo groaned, "I hate this."
"You'll learn to love it." Mikey retorted letting himself in after knocking. He grabbed Leo who was trying to back away from this whole mess and pulled him into the room. Closing the door behind him.

******

Yoshiro sat on the side of the sewers, listening to the sound of water falling from the nearby drains, he gazed at his reflection. He skimmed the scar on his eye, not really remembering where it came from. He didnt know much of his father, and the last guy they were with was just as abusive as his father was. Why was he like this? He remembered how his incident with Hana, thinking back on it, he didnt know why he got so mad. He knew his father was a bad man, but how bad was he? Did he ever hit girls like he did? He narrowed his eyes. Feeling his sorrow build up, slowly tears formed, though he refused to cry. Remembering when he last did so, he held his arm, closing his eyes. Letting his bangs fall so they'd cover his eyes. His vision blurred by the water building. Dont cry. Dont cry. He told himself, but eventually, the silent tears escaped. He laughed at his reflection, seeing how pethetic he was. He covered half of his face, hearing the sound of him sobbing. Feeling dispair, wishing he just wasnt born into this world. Anger slowly gripped him, causing the emotional boy to hit the water, ruining his reflection. He did it again, and again, slamming his fist into the water till he reached the floor. The pain grew numb, he noticed he was bleeding, but he didnt care, maybe he could just bleed to death, and there'd be one less basket case to worry about. He lifted his fist up again though this time, he felt a grip around his wrist. He immidiately took out his pocket knife and was ready to just stab anyone when he saw it was one of the turtles. He froze mid way of getting his knife out. He widened his eyes, staying silent. Afraid to speak.

Raphael took in the kid's face. It was red, and afraid. His knuckles were bloody. Remembering his own past, he slowly took his other hand and put it on top of the kid's hand, he knelt down next to him. He frowned, "You doing okay?" He asked.
The kid didnt speak, he hardly moved, only to pull away from Raph, clutching his hand to his chest. He looked away, ashamed. Raph watched his movements closely, he settled on cossing his legs and leaning against the wall. He sniffed the air a bit. "Man, it smells." He said trying to start up a conversation. "It smells more than it used to when I was a kid. Thats for sure." he added, staring down at his out stretched, crossed legs that laid in the water. He looked up at the grate, seeing the night sky giving a hint of light on them. "Whe I was a kid, a lot of things stank. Not doing what you want, listening to stiff adults. The thing that stank more was...having people who riled me, and then acted like I did a crime when I unleashed my anger."

Yoshi silently listened. He hugged his legs after he leaned against the wall, staying away from the cold water. He glanced over to the red masked turtle. Raphael. His mother mentioned him in her stories she always told him when he was a kid. Raph sucked in a breath and exhaled. "I see it though. From my family's side. I actually realized it when I hurt my brother's one time. I was lucky he didnt keel over then." He frowned. "Anger is your worse enemy. My daughter is getting her anger in, Splinter always cursed me with a fathers curse. Back then I just laughed it off. Till she could talk. When she threw her first tantrum... I knew then I was in for it. Karma was hitting me hard." He said, he though smiled at the memories.
Yoshiro took his time, letting the silence lingered after Raph stopped talking. He frowned. "You sound like a great dad." He finally said in a soft voice, still not trusting himself.

"Im the worlds worst." Raph laughed. "But I try. I do better then my older brother. Thats for sure." He smirked.
Yoshiro let out a hallow laugh. He nodded. "I wish I grew up here. Maybe then... I wouldnt be such a basket case."
Raph stared at the boy who put his chin on a knee cap, hugging his legs closer to him. He frowned, laying a hand on the boys back. "Yoshiro, your not a basket case."
The boy scoffed, "I am to. Im a woman beater, and Im someone who was a mistake from the beginning. I dont know why my mother didnt abort me when she had the chance."

Raph gazed at the boy, understanding his side, though knowing no kid should ever feel that way. If he didnt have Mikey back when, he didnt know where hed be today. He took in a breath and got closer to the boy. He wrapped his arm around him, not caring if he'd react violently. He remembered how Splinter would always hold him in his arms till he calmed down, if he hadnt of had his father, or his brothers, he wouldnt of made it this far. Raph pulled the boy closer to him, laying his head against Yoshiros. "I may not be your dad, and we never saw each other when you were growing up, but, I know how this feels. I know if people hadnt been there for me when I needed them to be, then I wouldve never made it this far." He pulled back and looked down at the boy. "And I know if your mother heard you talking like this, she'd smack you, just like I will if I ever hear that crap ever come out of your mouth."
Yoshio scoffed. "Like she cares. Shes like a soilder. Always solid, stiff, and never caring. She wasnt there to raise me as a kid....I did that myself." He confessed. He shook his head, "I have nobody, I shoved the only one who wanted to be my friend away. Her cousins are out to get me...." He bared his teeth and got up from Raph. Standing up he held his wrist and started to rub it in a voilent action. Raph silently got to his feet and came to his side. "I just feel...like everything I ever do is just gonna be wrong. Soon youll hate me too. My mom already does. Hana does. Donnie surely does. Remy hated me from the start, which that one I'll give him. And now Irrilia..."
"Irrilia is young, she doesnt know what your going through. Remy...well Remy is unpridictable. He will come around though. Donatello has his dad thing, since his son left, he's sheltered her. And dads will be pissy about their daughters. He will get over it. Your mother loves you. Even if she doesnt show it, she does. Growing up with a strict parent, they do what they need for the saftey of their parents. And as for me? Well, I wont ever hate you." He eyed the boy. "Because I was once there."
"Im sure you never hit a woman."
Raph smirked, raising his brow. "I hit your mother before. Granted this was before the whole family crap and she was with the Shredder."

"Shredder? Whats a shredder?"
"Its a guy we killed long ago, well thats what Leo thinks, though he's out there. Somewhere. We really dont know if hes dead, but he's a psycho who took your mother away when she was a baby. He raised her and well you know..."
Yoshiro looked at Raph, he shook his head, he never knew this. "Whats his real name?" He was sure this shredder guy didnt go by that.
"Oraku Saki." Raph informed.
Yoshiro took that in, the name sounded familiar, from somewhere. He put it in a file in his mind, he's tap onto that later. He sighed feeling a little light headed. "Raph... Uh..." He didnt feel to well. He rubbed his wrist more, looking down the blood from his knuckles was still oozing out. Raph noticed, he hugged the boy's shoulder. "Come on, lets go and take care of that."
Yoshiro smiled at the half hug, he felt really disoriented, his vision was blurred. He said something that he really didnt catch before he all of a sudden, saw black.

****

Donnie sat next to his daughter at the place where they'd get pizzas. He sighed as he sipped on the soda he went up to get, Hana was next to her dad, fiddling with her small gap, trying to stick a quarter she had found in between. Donnie looked over to her, raising her brow. "What are you doing? Do you even know where thats been?"
She pulled it out so she could speak. "Im trying to do a trick I saw someone do on tv. You stick a quarter in you teeth, close your mouth for a bout a second then you open up your mouth and poof its gone."
Donnie gave her a look before turning away, he rubbed his head, shaking it. "I knew we should of kept tv away from your mind."
Hana laughed. She tucked in her quarter and drank more of her soda. She looked up at the grate, "I wonder how long mom wants us to stay out. She sounded pretty mad."
"Ill come back to my home when I want. Shes not the boss of me.... much." Donnie added. Hana gave her dad a look, then frowned.
"Daddy, are you really that mad at Yoshiro?"
"Im more mad at his actions then him. He hurt you." Donnie frowned. "I just feel that maybe he is a basket case... and you shouldnt be exposed to that."
Hana eyed her dad, "He's not a basket case!" She spat, she looked away feeling annoyed, "Im so tired of people saying he's dangerous---"
"Hana, he hit you, gave you a black eyes, a head injury, and probably more bruises---"
"And that was my fault!" She said in anger, giving her dad daggers. "I pushed him, I kept talking, I kept pestruing him." He tore her eyes away and hunched over, looking down at her feet. She felt her heart get heavy. She hugged herself, propping her forearms on her thighs. "He warned me dad. And..." She felt suddenly choked up, though she fought to keep her composure. "And he snapped. Now cause of me, he's being talked about, like he's a problem. Cause of me.. he's being treated like a criminal. And its all my fault." She confessed.
Donnie watched his daughter, becoming distant and soft spoken, something she often does when shes upset. "Hana..."
Hana shook her head, she got down from where they were sitting leaving her drink and started off. Donnie watched her, quickly following her, abandoning his drink as well. "Hana, baby we can talk about this---"
Hana stopped, letting her dad grab her in a gentle fashion, Hana shook her head trying not to make eye contact with her dad. "I...I dont even think I can talk about this daddy."
The genius sighed softly, he stroked her head, "I understand. But if you keep it all in, eventually it will exploade."
Hana pulled back from her father, crossing her arms across her chest, she shook her head and eyed her dad finally. "What else can I say? No one will listen to me." She looked away frowning, "Im just the baby of the house. My words dont matter, nothing I do or say matters."
"Now thats not true---"
Hana looked back up at her dad, "See! right there. Everyone tries to baby me, because I am the baby, but I can handle this. I may act dumb, dense, and I maybe clutzy, but I dont need to be babied, just like Yoshiro doesnt need to be punished for my faults." She shook her head and then sighed, turning away she started for the way home. Donnie watched his daughter, not really seeing this side of her before. He rubbed the back of his neck as he followed behind her.
"You really like this guy huh?"
Hana looked up at her father as he got to her side, walking still. "I think Im in love with him." She looked forward. "I mean how did you know that you were in love daddy?" She stopped, instantly Donnie haulted. He rose both his brows eyeing his daughter. he blushed a bit as he recalled his youth.
"W-well...uh..." He started. "Um... ya see when two people.." He then swipped at the air. "No thats the birds and the bees." He muttered as if she wasnt standing in front of him. Hana watched her dad stammer, and nervously process before she started laughing.
"What?" Donnie frowned watching his daughter laugh.
Hana tried to composed herself but everytime she did she eventually went back to laughing. Donnie put his hands on his hips. He shook his head, "Hana?"
Hana finally got a hold of herself long enough to explain her reasons, "Just, I never seen you so nervous." She said in between laughs. "No wonder mama fell for you. Your the dork I get my genes from."
Donnie pouted, "Well thats where your mistaken. I dont wear jeans. You get that from your mother."
The joke her father shared let out another laugh attack on his daughter. Donnie smirked, he let his serious side go for a moment after thinking about what he just said and joined in the laughter.

Eventually they made it home. And still alive.

To be continued.