TMNT Scenarios

Realizing Your/His Feelings: Raph

Raph's POV

      Raph was in his prime. Taking on a large group of Purple Dragons on top of a their hideout's building. He was suceeding greatly at taking down most of them with ease.  As he knocked out one and went for another, he heard something.  He ignored it though and continued to fight. He lunged at one successfully kicking him in his stomach. Now there were only two left, eyes white Raph ran at both arms outstretched. He reached them about to deljver his final blow when he heard the sound again still faint but louder than the last time. This caused him to stop briefly and allowed the last two to run away before he could get them. He let them go without much of a fight, because he was now interested with this sound.
     He started searching for it by running across a few rooftops. It was getting louder and louder the further he went North. He kept running and while running he noticed the rooftops were now fading away into even blackness, yet the sound kept getting louder. Continuing North, he broke into a run. He kept running, until he saw a speck in the distance. Determination now pumpimg through his veins he headed straight towards the mysterious figure. While running, he could now make out the sound that kept repeating, it was his name over and over again.

       By the time he got close enough to make out the features of the figure he nearly stopped and tripped over his own feet. He just stopped and stared, jaw hanging down to the floor. He couldn't believe his eyes but it was  (Y/N). Only it wasn't her too. Sure she had all the same features: hair, smile, body, everything. But it was the way she was dressed that threw Raph off, instead of your usual skinny jeans and T-shirt, you were dressed in a beautiful light red dress that fell just past her knees and they hugged her curves perfectly. Her hair was down in cascading wavy curls. And the smile painted on her face meltes the tough red clad turtle's heart. Staring at you, he tried thinking of how to describe you. If you were any other girl he'd say yoy look sexy, but you weren't  any other girl you were (Y/N). The words that came to his mind were: gorgeous, riveting, or even breath-taking.
     (Y/N) walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him. Raph immediately tensed up and was about to push away, then he looked down to see that she had started crying and was crushed instantly. Feeling sad he returned her gesture only tighter and gentler. After a few secoonds (Y/N) pulled her head and smiled up at him. Eyeing her, Raph saw her eyes close and her lean upwards toward his. Not nowing what to do he tensed up even more. (Y/N) felt this, quickly opened one eye, said "Relax," and resumed what she was doing. He followed and relaxed mimicking the girl in his arms. And just as he felt her warm breath against his lips they vanished.
      Raph woke up with sweat running down his forehead and he was panting furiously. He was sick and tired of having this dream. Everytime he came so close, he lost it and woke up. He stood up from his bed and walked over to his mirror. He looked up and saw that he could no longer make out his red mask. Sure he had felt weird about thinking of girls before but that was only during mating season. Sadly this wasn't the case, and he didn't think the same way when he thought about (Y/N). When he thought about her, a warm feeling grows in his stomach almost making him sick. Not knowing how to handle this, he went to his genius younger brother. Entering the lab, he found his brother doing some work. He took a seat one of the lab stools. Donnie looked up with confusion on his face.

"Is there something you need?," asked the purple clad teen.

"Uh yeah actually, I think I'm sick," said Raph, while scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh? Well what are your symptoms?"

"Well my stomach gets all warm and weird at certain times and I can't concentrate on much of anything."

Looking sympathetic, Donnie asked, "At what times? When you eat or sleep?"

Sighing deeply Raph looked up at his brother. Slight fury in his eyes. "Alright but if you tell anyone I'll make you look as gross as Mikey....it only happens when I think of (Y/N)."

Donnie chuckles slightly but nods understanding. "Dude you're not sick. You just like (Y/N) that's all."

Blushing madly Raph went to defend himself. "What? No I do-." He was cut off by Donnie giving him that  look.

"It's no big deal dude. If you like her you like her. I'm not judging. "

"Thanks Don."

With that Raph got up and left the lab. Blush still dusting his cheeks, he started thinking of (Y/N). And how beautiful she was. He stopped and facepalmed thinking to himself, he thought 'Great I'm turning into Donnie!'