TMNT: 2003 Boyfriend scenario - Love Is Blossoming.

Abroad we go - Donatello

"The privat-plane is ready for use, M'lady," James voice spoke over the phone as polite as always. "The pilots have been informed of you companiens wish for anonymity."

"Thank you, James," you replied, holding the phone with both hands.

It had been quite awhile, since you last had talked with your previous butler, James. After you got him fired, by asking him to lie to your parents, you were rather nervous about talking to him again.  Much to your surprise, your worries were shown to be unnecessary, when you called him for a favor. Even though he wasn't your butler any longer, he didn't act different nor held a grudge against you. He still acted like the butler and father-figute you always had known.

He spoke up again. "You're welcome, M'lady. I hope you'll enjoy your trip. Please let me know, if you need..."

"James?" you interrupted, your voice wavering with guilt and gratitude all at once. "Thank you. For everything. A-And I'm sorry for what happened."

You knew, he didn't blame you for his retirement, but still you felt a long suppressed guilt finally come to the surface inside you.

For a moment the other end of the phone went silent  Then, as if you could hear him smile through the receiver, he replied, like only a dad would do. "(Y/n), I've watched you grow into a fine, young woman. Take care."

With the parting words, the call was cut off. You lowered the phone from your ear, breathing out somewhat relived. Donnie, who had been packing medicine a little away from you, glanced over to you with a light smile.

"Was it okay?" he questioned.

You nodded. "He said the plane was ready, and that you and the guys are safe."

Letting go of his doings, he went over to you and embraced you. "We're grateful that you'd borrow us a plane, (Y/n)."

"It's no big deal. I'm happy my family-wealth can be at some use, at least."

For about two weeks ago, master Splinter had brought up an unexpected topic for the whole family at dinner. He suggested that the whole family went on vacation to Japan. It didn't take long for everybody to agree and the day after assignments to each couple had been assigned.

Donnie had told you, when he was little, he and the rest of the Hamatos always had to hide in the cargo-hold when they traveled anywhere. As sweet-hearted as you are, you offered to lent one of your family's privat-planes to avoid a uncomfortable trip. And that was how you ended there, an hour from take-off, with you and Donnie responsible for transport and medical care for your little vacation.

"I've taken care of the meds. If the plane is ready, our job is done." With a smile directed to you, he let you out of his embrace and bent down to lift your suitcase. "Let's get our things into the Battle Shell."

Copying his smile, you hoisted your hand in triumph. "Japan, here we go!"