TMNT fanfic

Chapter 9; new tattoo ideas

"Have you done it yourself." I look away and purse my lips.
"Honestly..yes. I pricked too far and toxic ink got into my bloodstream." I try to ignore splinters stare, studying the detail of the brick wall.
"Let me see it." I look to the rat to see if his command was a joke. When I find no humor, I sigh and stand up. I draw the curtain I hung up between my bed and rest of the room, then changed into loose shorts, then I step out to reveal hairy legs and a disaster of ink on my right thigh. I kneel before splinter and sit back, letting him study it closer. "Raphael can cover that." I purse my lips, staring at what was supposed to be a heart with barbed wire making it bleed.
"I'll....consider it sir, I need to sketch up what will cover it...if he's willing"
"Raphael!" Splinter calls. I look up with wide eyes at splinter as heavy thuds come to my door. I push the shorts leg down when he steps in, and looks to the wall.
"Yes, sensei?" Roads gravely voice answers.
"Dan was wondering if you'd cover something with a tattoo." Splinter answers. I mutter I can speak for myself, looking to raphs hand. He comes closer and crouches close to me, almost over me. I understand his body language, basically yelling let me see.
"Don't judge me.." I ground out, revealing my mistake again. I don't look up, wishing away the heat in my ears and cheeks. No, wishing I didn't agree to it.
"I can do it." Raphael speaks up. I can't help but look to his face, finding a thoughtful expression as he studies it. "The hell is it." I freeze when his eyes meet mine. Hazel against green and blue.
" 'ts supposed to be a heart..wrapped in barbed wire..bleeding.." I mumble and rub my forehead with my fingers, my thumb to my chin. Overall hiding my face from his scrutinizing gaze.
"I can clean it up..or do a different image." The bam as he sits down is loud. I take a deep breath and lower my hand, thinking.
I chew on my lip as I figure out what would be important enough to be permanent on my skin.
"Honestly..I want the image that covers it to be the weapons that suit me in a fight..and the color besides black to be my color, like how yours is red." I meet his eyes, while slowly creeping the fabric to hide the monstrosity in my skin. He nods and looks back to the blob of black on my thigh, deep in thought.
"You'll be fine waiting?" He blurts out. I nod.
"I've been waiting for months for this chance..I just could never afford a pro to cover it up." I let my gaze drop to his sais at his hip, then the smile appears. "Thanks man." I meet his eyes.
He just grunts and leaves the room.