Finding My World ( A Ninja Turtle Fanfiction) {EDITING}

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Philosophy

Hakuna Matata

Why, When he was a young wart hog

When I was a young wart hog...!

He found his aroma lack a certain appeal

He could clear the savanna after every meal

I'm a sensitive soul

Though I seem thick skinned

But it hurt, when my friends never stood..

Downwind

And Oh the shame

He was ashamed

And I changed my name

What's in a name

And I got down hearted

How did you feel?

Every time that I-

Pumba, Not in front of the kids.

Sorry

Donnie kept laughing as I role played what they were doing. I pulled him to his feet, and he started singing with me.

Hakuna Matata

What a wonderful phrase

Hakuna Matata

Ain't no passive craze

It means no worr-ies, for the rest of your days

It's our problem free

Philosophy

Hakuna Matata

We finished, and my hands were in the air, doing jazz hands. I'm so cliche sometimes. We were smiling like lunatics, and I was staring into his red brown eyes, becoming completely absorbed in their depths. I went over to him, my feet carrying me over instead of my brain, and he leaned down to where our foreheads were touching, and since I was so much shorter than him, he was almost bending down completely.

The tv was illuminating half of his face intently in the darkness, tinting it different colors as the scenes changed within the movie. It was reflecting off his eyes, creating white glares in them. In that moment, I forgot all about the movie we had been watching.

Our faces were so close together now that we were sharing the same air, and I bit my bottom lip between my teeth. His eyes glanced at the movement before gazing back into my blue eyes.

In a moment, I couldn't wait any longer, and I crashed my own lips to his. He seemed surprised at first, but responded immediately. He was still bent down, his hands cupping my face gently, as if I were made of fine china.

I had a hand on his neck, as if I could keep him where he was, the other on his plastron. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, and my hand started playing with his mask ties. He then looked at my face again, leaned closer and gently kissed both of my cheeks, my forehead, my nose, and then finally my lips. I vaguely heard the song Can You Feel The Love Tonight in the background, with Nala and Simba, smiling at the coincidence.

His lips pressed to mine once again, a simply innocent kiss, and I grinned.

I put my forehead to his once more, and we gazed into each others eyes fondly. Everything was less awkward, and I smiled at him. He smiled back, the gap in his tooth showing in the illumination of the tv light.

"I know we just started dating and everything, NJ, but... I really really like you. And it's not just because your a good kisser." He said, and I blushed as a smile appeared on my face. I bit my lip again.

"Well, I know we just started dating and everything, Donatello, but I really really like you too." I smirked, and he rolled his eyes playfully. "And it isn't just because you a good kisser either."

"Hey NJ," he started, and I looked at him expectantly. "Are you ticklish?"

My eyes widened. I was in deep trouble now. I started to wiggle in his arms, trying to escape. "N-No I'm not-t." I said, failing at trying to sound convincing. He smirked at me. "Donatello!! Don't you even dare! I swear-" and that's when he started to tickle at my side's, poking them, making me squeal in laughter. Not long after, tears started running down my face ad he kept tickling.

"D-Donnie! Donnie please! Please stop!" I squealed. He finally allowed me to catch my breath, but did not let me go.

"I won't tickle you any more if you say... I'm the hottest person on the planet, and that I'm the most lovable and smartest." He said. I smirked.

"Okay, I'm the hottest person on the planet, and that I'm the most lovable and smartest." He raised an eye ridge, and I realized that I had just made a mistake. A big one.

He started tickling me once again, and I laughed hysterically until it went into the weird silent laughter. That's how I was laughing at the moment. "Okay...O....kay. Okay Donnie! You are the hottest guy on the planet, the most lovable and the smartest. And I am the happiest girl in the world to be able to call you mine."

"Well, that was a little more than you were supposed to say, but I'll go with it." He said, and I smiled.

The movie was already over by now, and I was tired. Donnie noticed my droopy eyes and chuckled, turning off the tv with the remote. I was still in his arms, which were probably getting tired by now, but he didn't complain. He went to open my door, but before he could, I whispered,"Can I stay with you tonight?"

He nodded, a smile tugging at his lips, as he changed directions and went to his room instead. He opened the door, shuffling to his bed, and laid me in it. I got under the covers, my shoes on the ground, and felt the bed dip as he got in beside me. I was facing him, yawning. He kissed my forehead, and I fell asleep, my body molding perfectly to his.

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A/N

So how was this chappie? I hope their long enough. Well, Hanah, was this good enough for you?

I'm coming up with another book. It's going to be called The Next In Line For Satan's Throne. The name explains it all. Maybe it would be something y'all would be interested in. Are you interested?

That's all right now.

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~Lexie

I'm out!