Raphael's pov

Casey just left me! He left me! This is embarrassing... I turn to Vanessa, the girl.
"Uh...hi." I say.
She's pretty, but not my type.
"I love your costume. A giant turtle?"
"Uh. Yeah. I ordered it online."
"What site?"
Dang it!!! Think Raph!! What's a web site?
"EBay."
"I might have to order one. I love turtles."
"Uh... This was the last one."
Heh. Smooth.
"Oh." She says and down a the rest of her soda.
Casey, where are you?!?!
I look around. Casey is flirting with a group of girls dressed as...princesses.
Okay then....
"So.... Raphael. Are you from Italy?"
"Uh... Nope born and raised here. In New York."
"Nice..."
"Yeah."
"Where's your house at. Surely you didn't bike across the city to come to this party, did you?" Vanessa asks.
Gotta get out of this one..... Crap! I got nothin'
"I probably live near you.... You look really familiar."
"Really? I love on Gildead Avenue."
"Cool! I do too!"
She looks at me.
"Are you that boy from down the street in the white house?"
"Uh... Yep that's me...."
"Oh my gosh! Cool! We should hang out sometime."
"Um... Okay?" I say.
I gotta find a way outta this.
"I better go and find Casey. He usually ends up embarrassing people, or himself."
"Okay, bye Raphael." Vanessa says.
That was close.
I make my way across the dance floor to find Casey. I finally find him, still flirting with the girls.
"Hey Jones..." I say as I come up behind him.
"I need to ask you something."
Casey gives me that 'now' look.
I nod my head.
"Excuse me ladies..." Casey says as I lead him away.
"NEVER do that again!!!" I say.
"Why? She was into you, yo."
"I know!"
"You're the one who wanted to meet her."
"Yeah. But she's not my type..."
"Well, then who is?"
Oh crap. I can't let him find out.
"Uh.... I don't know. Not her." I say.
"Fine. How about we got the dance floor. I've seen you dance. You can" Casey says.
"Ugh... Fine." I say as we make it to the center of the dance floor.
They're playing an awesome song. Casey and I break dance in our spare time and have gotten white good at it.
"Hey Jones. You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"
Casey smiles.
"Totally."
He starts off with a really sucky move, like we practiced. I cross my arms and pat my foot. Casey keeps doing his sucky moves as I stretch and push myself into my hands and start to walk on them, moving my legs completely awesomly to the music like arms. Casey picks up his moves and does the same. We do that for about five feet, then do it backwards for another ten feet. We push ourselves up and land on our feet. I can do the splits, so I do and Casey does a backflip over me.
By now, the people around us have stoped dancing to watch us. I can hear our names going through the crowd.
Soon, everybody backs off and gives us the center. They begin to clap to the music.
The song is getting faster. I get back on my hands and Casey starts doing cartwheels. He stops and kneels on the ground next to me. I take a deep breath and put up my left hand, so I am standing on only my right. I slowly push myself up onto my fingertips.
This is going to work.
I push myself all the way up so I am balancing on my index finger.
Evrybody 'ooooo's.
I can only do this for about three seconds though, so I fall back-wards back onto my feet. Everybody cheers. A few scream.
Me and Casey spin on our backs.
Everyone is chanting either 'go Casey' or 'Raph-a-el'.
We stop spinning and we do one more front flip as the song ends. We stand with our shoulders touching and our arms crossed as soon as the final beat of the song ends.
Everybody is screaming our names. Suddenly, Casey and I are picked up and are being passed around the crowd on our backs. It was like stage diving, except there was no stage.
It was so awesome! They finally set us down. Me and Casey have huge grind on our faces.
"Jones, what time is it?"
"Eight."
"We should leave."
"All right." he says.
We walk out of the rink and gather our stuff before heading back to the sewers. I put back on my mask and belt and stuff like that.
"That was so metal!"
"I know right! Those moves you had at the beginning were so lame."
"That one finger handstand you did, totally cool, yo."
There is a short silence.
"Hey Casey. Can I ask you a question?"
"Anytime bro."
"Are you ever going to ask April out?"
"I dunno. Maybe. Why?"
"No reason. It's just that you look really into her."
"Nah. Not really. Kind of. Besides Donnie's into her. A lot."
"Yeah."
There's an awkward silence.
Wow. This is awkward...
"So. We're going to act like everything is fine and we thought it over and stuff. And we didn't go to a skate party." I say.
"Whatever you say, yo."
We make it back to the man hole and I lift it up, letting Casey go first. I then climb onto the ladder, which Casey has already went down, and close the man hole behind me.
We walk into the lair a few minutes later. Everybody is eating gioza. Even that cat. April is sitting in my spot. Leo and the cat are side by side. Mikey and Donnie are on the floor. I guess that Splinter is eating in his room.
K Raph. Just be cool about it. Gain her trust.
"Hey guys." I say.
"Hi Raph." says Donnie.
The others wave.
"Where'd you go?" asks Mikey.
"We just went and chilled. Thought he matter over. Right, Casey?"
"Right. We're cool, yo."
Everybody looks at us. Including the cat.
"I'm...uh... Sorry for getting angry at you." I say to her.
"Me too." says Casey.
"You are forgiven." she says.
I walk over to my spot. It is one of the beanbag chairs that we have lining the den thing.
"Ape, you're in my spot." I say.
"Sorry Raph." she says as she moves out of the chair and sits beside it.
"Here guys." Mikey says as he hands me and Casey, which say on the other side of April, a plate of gioza.
"Thanks." I mutter.
Mikey turns the t.v. onto the news. It's just the weather. Nothing interesting. Mikey puts in a Super Robo Mecha Force Five tape in and, because we all like it, we are completely zoned in to the t.v.
Ash falls asleep. Leo and April decide to allow her to sleep in April's room.
(yes. April has a room. It's down the hall from mine and Leo's. Mikey and Donnie's rooms are across from mine and Leo's. Casey usually bunks in my room.)
Leo carries Ash to April's room, then returns to watch some more t.v. Soon, Mikey gets very tired and slugs off to his room, half asleep.
About an hour passes it is around ten o'clock. Donnie stretches.
"Well. I'm off to bed." he says as he stands up and leaves. Don has a 'bedtime'. Every night in between ten and eleven, he goes to sleep.
"I think I'll go as well." says Leo.
Casey, me, and April are the only ones left awake by eleven thirty, though Casey has almost dozed off. I shake his shoulder.
"Casey, I'm not carrying you to bed. Go on." I say and he mutters a slurred 'night' to April and stumbles towards our bed room. We didn't have another room, so Casey moved a matress in my room on the floor. It works, although we complain every morning of each other's snoring.
Me and April put in another episode of SRMF5. It goes off at around midnight.
April stretches.
"Night Raph." she says as she stands up.
Now or never.
"April, wait." I say and she looks at me.
"I need to tell you something important."
"What is it?" She says.
"I...Um....Have a...crush on you." I mutter as quietly as I can.
"What?"
"I like you, April. I have ever since that day when I wanted to slit Mikey's throat with a wooden spoon when he called me a baby when I teared up after Spike got mutated. You calmed me down and hugged me and told me how brothers shouldn't fight and stuff. I liked you. But I thought you had a thing for Donnie or Casey because you've kissed Donnie once and I thought that you've probably kissed Casey-"
"Ew. Never." she cuts me off. I smile.
"He's just a really good friend. And so is Donnie. I just felt so sorry for him. Did you know that he has a picture of me under his pillow?"
"No. How do you?"
"He asked me to go and find a clipboard in his room and it was under the pillow."
"Wow."
"I know right!" she says. She goes beet red.
"I kind of like you too. You're funny and really cool. And you have a soft side." she says nudging my shell.
Dang. She's close.
I clear my throat.
"I'm not soft."
She gives me that look that says 'really'.
"Spike."
"Maybe."
"That time you thought Leo was dead after we saved the world. The first time."
"Hey, you can't use my brothers."
"Fine. But you are soft."
I smile at the floor. She puts her hands on my shoulders and I look up.
She smiles at me before leaning in.
I don't do anything. I don't even close my eyes when she kisses me. Her lips are soft and small against mine.
It's...nice.
She pulls back.
"You know. It's more enjoyable if you close your eyes and kiss back." she says.
"I don't really know how..."
"Just try." she says as she leans back in.
I close my eyes and try to copy what she does with her lips. I still don't know what to do with my hands, so I leave them at my sides until she places them on her waist.
We both pull back at the same time.
"That was nice." I say.
"I just kissed a talking turtle."
"Was it weird?"
"A little. But nice. I think that I can get used to it in the future."
"Future?"
"Well. Yeah. That's what boyfriends and girlfriends do."
"I'm your boyfriend?"
She drops her hands off my shoulders.
"Well. Don't you want to be?" She asks. She looks hurt.
I put my hands on her shoulders.
"No. I do. I really do. It's just if Donnie knew, he would kill me."
"We'll keep it a secret. No one has to know but you and me, Raph."
"Okay. Fine. If Donnie finds out. You leaned in first and I fought against it, okay?" I say.
"Okay."
She wraps her arms around my neck and gives me one last quick kiss before turning around and walking towards her bedroom.
"Night, babe." she says before going in to the hall, where there is a possibility of someone hearing her. I wait until she closed the door.
"Night sweetheart."
Donnie will kill me at least twelve different ways. And what about Casey?
It's her birthday tomorrow. I should've just asked her then. I'll plan something.
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April and Rapheal. Apreal.
(pronounced ape'ri'el for those new to the fandom.) My favorite tmnt ship.
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