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Saved By The Nightwatcher	By : NightmareAhead Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 3712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Saved By The Nightwatcher
Author: MutantNightmare
Chapter: 1/?
Fandom: TMNT (the 2007 movie)
Pairing: Raph/OFC (Nichole)
Warning: none
Summary: After being saved by the Nightwatcher, Nichole starts to fall for Raphael.
Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT or any of its characters. I do however own Nichole.

Note: Takes place before the movie (and maybe eventually through it if people want that).

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Nichole walked a few feet behind her friends, ignoring their chattering as they made their way to the party at the museum.

Walking past an alley, she froze when a hand reached out for her, but it suddenly disappeared and a scuffle was heard.

Her eyes adjusting to the darkness in the alley, she was shocked to find the Nightwatcher standing in front of her (the lights on his helmet off), and a man slumped on the floor a few feet away.

“Thanks,” she breathed, not believing that the Nightwatcher just saved her.

Raphael looked the girl over from inside his helmet. She had on a long black dress, the bottom just skimming the ground, with a long slit up the side all the way to her hip, showing off one of her smooth, long legs. Her hair was a dark blonde and hung down around her shoulders. An elaborate diamond necklace was adorned around her neck and matching earrings hung from each ear.

‘Must be one of those rich girls on her way to the party at the museum,’ he thought with a scoff.

They continued to stare at each other, unable to look away for some reason, before one of Nichole’s friends noticed she was way behind them and called out.

“Nichole Jessica Smith! Get a move on!”

Nichole turned to look up the road, “I’ll be right-“ she turned back quickly when she felt a light breeze and was disappointed to find that the Nightwatcher had disappeared. “There,” she finished with a whisper.

From the roof, Raph watched the girl rejoin her friends and make their way into the museum.

“Nichole, huh?”

~.~.~.~

Raphael, still in his Nightwatcher disguise, had been watching the party from the roof of the museum through the skylights. He insisted that it was to make sure nothing went wrong and not to see if he could spot Nichole.

Just when he was about to give up and head back to the Lair the door to the stairwell opened and closed. Raph hid behind some air vents and peaked around to see who would be up on the roof in the middle of the night.

Nichole sighed and sat down on a ledge to remove her high heeled sandals, rubbing her aching feet.

She jumped up and held her sandals up threateningly when someone cleared their throat.

“Geez! Don’t scare people like that!” she growled when she noticed it was only the Nightwatcher. “So are you following me or something?”

“Making sure nothin’ goes wrong with the party. There are a lot of expensive things down in there,” he answered simply.

“Ah. How noble of you.”

“What you doin’ up here? Shouldn’t you be down there partyin’ it up?” he asked with a sneer.

“The only reason I’m even here is because I donated a lot of money to this place and they wanted to personally thank me, so as soon as I got my thank you, I bailed. I hate these kinds of parties. I figured I’d wait up here until it was over and then leave with my friends.”

“Hmm,” Raph hummed in acknowledgement and went back to looking through the skylight.

“Thanks again.”

Raph looked back over to the girl when she spoke.

“For saving me,” she clarified.

“Just doing my job, lady.”

“Nichole. My name is Nichole,” she paused, “I suppose I don’t get to learn your name, do I?”

“…Raph,” he muttered as he turned back to look at the party.

Nichole stood there in shock, surprised that she actually got a name from him. Then she tried to remember if she had ever met or heard of a Raph or Raphael before. She was disappointed to realize she hadn’t.

Raph’s eyes narrowed under his helmet as he watched Foot Ninjas swarm into the party below. He quickly turned and grabbed onto Nichole’s shoulders and pushed her back behind some air vents.

“Stay here and don’t move no matter what. Okay?” he explained when she looked at him curiously.

He ran back over to the skylight and was about to jump through it when he was kicked away. Looking up he saw that he had been surrounded by the Foot and they didn’t seem like they were going to go easy on him.

Growling, he jumped back up and the Foot moved to attack. He didn’t have time to pull out a weapon as they all started to kick and punch him, knocking him back to the ground. Trying as hard as he could to fend them off, he kept getting back up every chance he got, determined to keep them from finding Nichole.

He had finally gained the upper hand and was kicking ass when all of a sudden he was kicked across the face and his world went black.

~.~.~.~

Nichole watched from behind the air vents as Raph fought off 10 ninjas at once, wincing every time he got hit. She gasped loudly as she saw the final kick to Raph’s head and watched him hit the ground.

The ninjas all turned to her direction and her eyes went wide when she realized they had heard her. They all started to move towards her when they froze before backing up and disappearing off the roof.

Once the coast was clear, Nichole quickly ran to Raph’s side and fell to her knees.

“Raph? Raph are you okay?” she asked hesitantly as she looked him over for injuries.
Realizing she wasn’t going to see anything wrong with all the armor he was wearing she grabbed his helmet and paused before taking it off. “I know you wear this helmet to keep your identity a secret but I think your life is a little more important at the moment and I swear I wont tell anyone anything,” she whispered quickly before pulling his helmet off and tossing it aside.

She gasped loudly when she saw, not the face of a human man, but a turtle with a red bandana over his eyes.

“R…Raph?” she gasped and place a hand on his cheek lightly.

That seemed to wake him up because his eyes fluttered open and his amber eyes looked into her brown ones.

“Nichole?”

Nichole smiled brightly when she saw that he was going to be okay and stood to help him up.

Once he was up, Raph looked around for the Foot and instead found his helmet lying a few feet away.

His eyes widened and he turned to face Nichole in shock.

“It’s okay!” she said quickly and took a step towards him. “I won’t tell anyone, I swear.”

“You’re… not scared? Or disgusted?” he asked in amazement.

“Why would I be? You are a nice guy so I don’t see a reason to be scared. And as far as disgusted? You’re actually quite handsome. For a turtle I mean,” she blushed.

“Th-thanks,” Raph said and scratched the back of his head. Clearing his throat awkwardly, he asked, “So where did the Foot go? What happened?”

“Foot?” Nichole asked.

“The ninjas. They’re called the Foot,” Raph explained.

“Oh! Ummm, I don’t really know. After they knocked you out they saw me and started towards me when all of a sudden they stopped and left,” she shrugged.

“That can’t be good,” Raph muttered to himself and looked back in on the party to see if the Foot were still there. They weren’t. “There any way they could know who you are?” he asked, looking back to Nichole.

“Y-yeah, I guess so. I mean, I’ve been in the paper and news a few times.”

The mutant turtle sighed and nodded his head before he started to take off his Nightwatcher disguise and put it in a duffle bag he had hidden behind a few pipes.

Nichole stood back and stared, amazed as more and more of him was revealed to her. Her cheeks turned red when she realized what she was doing and quickly turned her back to him.

When Raph was done packing his things he looked at Nichole, smirking when he saw she was blushing.

“Come on. We’re going back to my place until I can figure out what the shell the Foot is doin’ back in town,” he said, holding out a hand for her.

Nichole quickly picked up her sandals and grabbed his hand, smiling shyly when their hands touched.

Raphael swallowed hard and pulled her close, picking up his duffle and then her.

Nichole blushed again and wrapped her arms around Raph’s neck, burying her face in the space between his neck and shoulder.

~.~.~.~

By the time they made it to the Lair the sun was staring to rise and Raphael knew Donatello, Michelangelo, and Master Splinter would get up soon.

Moving quickly and silently, Raph carried Nichole up to his room. He sighed in relief when they were safely in his room without being detected, his door shut and locked. Tossing his duffle down onto the floor in the corner, he walked over to his bed and gently placed Nichole down nervously. He quickly took a few steps back and tried to even his breathing, the sight of her on his bed making it erratic.

Smiling up at him at how nervous Raphael seemed, she crossed her legs and looked around the room. “So… why did we have to be so quiet when we got here?”

“I… I don’t want my brothers and Father to know you’re here. At least not yet,” he answered, moving to sit next to her on the bed.

“Brothers and Father?”

“Yeah. I got three brothers, they’re turtles like me. But one of them… isn’t here,” he said with a sigh.

Nichole could tell that this upset Raph, so she placed a hand on his shoulder. “Do you mind me asking where he is?”

Raphael tensed under her hand and took a deep breath. “My father sent him away for trainin’. He was only supposed to be gone for a couple months, but it’s been 7 since he left and he recently stopped writin’.”

“I’m sorry,” she said softly.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.”

“You’re not, but I’ll leave it alone.” She ran her hand down his arm and grabbed his own hand with both of her. “So tell me about your other brothers and your dad,” she said cheerfully, hoping to pull him out of his mood.

“Well there’s Mikey and Donnie. Don’s a genius, can do just about anythin’. And Mikey… is a goof,” he chuckled.

“And your father?”

“My father… is my father,” he said, quickly getting up and removing his pads.

She could tell that he wanted her to back off so she kept her mouth shut and watched him move around his room.

“I, uh… I don’t have anything for you to wear. Don’t exactly wear clothes myself,” he said as he gestured to his body.

Nichole laughed and smiled up at him. “It’s fine, Raph. Is it okay if I… take the dress off? It’s not exactly made for sleeping in.”

Raphael swallowed hard and thanked God he couldn’t blush with his green skin. “Y-yeah, that’s fine. I’ll get you some clothes tonight.”

He moved to the other side of the bed and laid out on his back as she stood up and reached behind her to pull down the zipper of her dress. His eyes were glued to her as more and more of her back was exposed until finally the dress pooled down at her feet. She had on a black lace bra and matching panties and he wanted nothing more than to kiss the lightly tanned skin in front of him.

Nichole could feel his eyes on her and she tried her best not to grab her dress and run. Reaching up, she took out her earrings and took off her necklace, placing them carefully on the floor next to the dress. After taking a deep breath to calm herself down, she turned to face him and smiled shyly. Moving the covers, she slipped into the bed next to him and laid on her side, her back to him.

“Night Raph,” she whispered, closing her eyes and quickly falling asleep.

“Night Nichole,” he whispered back.

TBC…

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