You were on your way home from school that night, your (e/c) eyes sparkling in the dim lighting of the street. You found a long pipe about your height and decided to practice a few moves as you went along. You were proficient in several martial arts weapons including (f/w) which you particularly excelled at. You were always sure to be practicing something or another, you wanted people to know that you weren't to be messed with. You found yourself in an alley when several big men had you cornered.

"Mind stepping out of my way?" You ask with a false grin, the man in the middle shakes his head.

"Not till we've finished." He goes to grab you but you dodge and smack him with the pipe making him stumble backwards. He and the others then look around and find a few planks and sticks picking them up and looking back at you, you smirk.

"You wanna play with sticks? Fine...." You begin twirling the pipe around this way and that, it flashing in the light as it was made of metal. You finish your short, little baton twirling routine and look back at them. "Let's play with sticks."

"Aww, that's cute baton twirling missy, but that's nothing compared to what we can do." The men then rush you but you dodged again and swept low at all of their ankles causing them great pain, you then proceed to pummel them a little up top to make sure they got the message.

"I suggest you think before you insult someone. Never underestimate someone with a "baton". Before long they we up and running with you just smiling. You always made sure you were prepared for these kinds of situations.

"Wow..." A new voice interjects. You start looking around for who said it.

"Alright who wants some of this?" You ask readying yourself again. The voice chuckles.

"Easy, I'm not here to fight."

"And I should trust you why?"

"I'm an ominous voice, you can trust me." This time you chuckle.

"Cute." You say with a smirk, you put down the pipe. "Mind showing yourself?"

"I can't do that."

"Why?"

"I just can't."

"Your scared aren't you?"

"No."

"Then why don't you come out? If you won't fight me I won't fight you. Simple as that. I think your just chicken."

"I'm not scared okay!?" The voice suddenly snaps. You groan slightly.

"Fine, if you won't show yourself I'll just have to find you. Let's play hot and cold okay?"

"Uuuhhhh...."

"Alright, how am I doing?" You ask as you move further out of the alley.

"Your cold."

"How bout here?" You go further out and right a little bit.

"Your frozen." You turn around and begin to make your way further into the alley.

"Warmer..." You spot a dumpster and grin deviously. You begin to move very quietly until you make to the point that you are just around the corner of the back of the dumpster. You then move quickly and tackle whatever was behind it. You and the mysterious figure tumble for a few seconds until your out of the shadows and find yourself on top of something.

"Gotcha!" You shout triumphantly with a smile. As you get off of your catch you realize that it wasn't a guy you tackled. It was green and it had a shell. You found that it was a giant turtle!

"Hehe...maybe I had a little too much last night huh?" You ask more to yourself than anyone.

"Huh? Well whatever you did last night shouldn't matter, if you see a giant turtle infront of you standing on two legs your not dreaming or hallucinating or whatever." You nod slowly.

"Uh huh..." You two are silent for a moment until you broke the ice.

"Soooo...." The turtle looks at you expectantly. "You have a name?"

"Raph."

"Huh, just Raph?"

"Well my full name is technically Hamato Raphael but my brothers just call me Raph."

"Hamato Raphael huh? Not bad. I have to admit though, it is a strange name." You begin to look Raph up and down. "Hang on, are you like some kinda ninja? Is that why the first part of your name sounds Japanese?" He nods. "Huh, that's cool!" He smiles at you, there was something about his smile that you were drawn to, but you weren't sure what.

"You always like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"By me just looking at you gives me the hint that your kinda the bad boy type, ripped bandana, cracked shell, stocky ripped build. But I don't know I might be over analyzing." You tended to like that type of guy so you studied tell tale signs you could say. He looks at you in slight surprise then laughs a little.

"I'm just in a really good mood today, that's all."

"Really?" You then decide to mess with him a little. "Do you get a kick out of stalking girls?" Raph gets stiff and blushes.

"N-no! What made you think that?!"

"The fact that you seemed to have been watching me while I was kicking those dudes' butts'."

"I heard you beating them up and thought I'd check it out, those guys you beat up are guys I've had a few run ins with, nothing more to it than that okay?" He says quickly and somewhat angrily. You at him to find that he seems to be gritting his teeth somewhat. You put your hands up and laugh.

"Okay okay, I was just kidding." You look to see that he didn't feel much better, he just looked away, you walk up to him. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset and ruin your mood okay?" He looks at you, a small grin crossing his face.

"Apology accepted." You two are again silent for a few moments. "What's your name?" You look up at him somewhat surprised.

"What, you didn't think I'd ask?" You both chuckle.

"I guess so, I'm (y/n)." You say with a smile. He smiles a little bigger.

"That's a nice name."

"Thanks." You say smiling a little bigger as well.

"Raph! Where are you dude?!" A new voice calls, you look at him and he groans.

"Sorry I gotta go." He starts climbing up the wall.

"Hang on a sec!" He stops to look at you.

"Yeah?"

"Whaddaya say we play another game of hot and cold tomorrow night? Boundaries, New York." You say with a devilish grin which he returns with one of his own.

"Sounds good to me, I'll just look for the sound of people in pain and follow that." You roll your eyes.

"I doubt I'd get mugged two nights in a row Raph. But if you wanna know how to find me just look around, I'm not the hard to identify." You say showing off your multicolored hair. He laughs again.

"Well then I'll be sure to do that."

"RAPH!"

"UGH! I'm not dead guys don't worry!" He calls out, he looks at you.

"Same time tomorrow?"

"Why not?"

He smirks and leaves and you make your way back home.