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                            Kaede prodded the vegetables in the pot hanging over the fire. A dark scowl saved for her enemies, mothers who wore a pound of powder on their face, and groundings. Of late, she had the grounding scowl more than anything.                            So the fact the vegetables had taken her mind off half her house being knocked over was a huge shift in attitude, “cook damn you.” She cursed the vegetables. “You cook just fine when Kaya does it, so cook now.” Without even looking she reached behind her and felt a familiar wooden stick drawing it into the open to the sharp blade of her kama gle

In the cicada's cry No sign can foretell How soon it must die. - Bashō A deep sigh forced itself through Usagi's' lips, his brains desperate attempt to get oxygen into his lungs ; a combination of stress and lack of sleep would do that to anyone though. But he could blame the gentle trickle of night spring rain outside to cause his eyelids to weigh heavily and the soft chair he currently sat in. Usagi's' head falling back to rest on the back of the chair when a small whine reached his ears, jerking him right back into a sitting position before his memory returned and he looked to the charge in the crook of his elbow. Even though the li

Leo Usagi Donnie brotherly fic In the late 1800's, Leo just got back from his tour across the world for three years with his brother Usagi intime for Christmas. Now he has to adapt to the role he missed more then anything A/n i think i'm gettign addicted to A-U's, cause this is a all new one just a christmas fic. Its based on this other idea i had abotu New Zealand in teh 1800's after the end of the Civil War. also Usagi deserves WAY more attention then he's gotten so far my gawd i think i'm becoming a A-U monster Leo dipped the pen back into the dark ink. The tip scratching over his parchment, one of the endless documents he had been a

TMNT FANCITION Don+ brotherly fluff. Christmas Special! A chill went over his arms. Don put his hands over them in a mild attempt to appease the cold air. It was a personal rule of his, when it was only him in the Lair he didn't' turn the heat on. The only electronic thing alive at the moment was the radio on his desk, set at the lowest volume and pushing out static Christmas music, but it was powered by battery rather then by outlet. The energy was far too valuable to use on one turtle. One single turtle Raph was out again, despite their sensei's warnings, their sensei was drinking tea with April ( Splinter had invited him along, but Don

Chapter 2 The Lost Ninja Mikey always knew about being a social kame, even with the villagers calling him stuff like “weirdo”. He didn’t’ care, he had fun. And that was one of the  reasons he loved the nun chucks so much. They were wild. Like him. Despite all that, he knew that practicing nun chucks in the village upset the others and the whispers of ‘ninja’ would start up again. The last thing he wanted to do was make his brother upset. Even though Leo never saw it, He would protect him as much as his big brother protected him if he could. So that’s why, when he practiced, he’d pack a bag an

Chapter 1 Lost Kame The way of the sword. An unforgiving blade. Life and death, This is his way For as long as Leonardo could remember, this phrase stuck into the back of his mind like a primal instinct. To him, it was as simple as blinking or breathing. Much like the constant pressure of the swords on his back. They had always been with him. Even on that day. THAT day Despite the fact he was quite young when it happened, it stuck with him for years. The weight of a baby on his back, a pair of large swords (even longer then his whole body) being drug behind him. His head was pulsing in pain, scrambling his senses. And his throat was dr