A/N: Hello! This is just a little back and forth between our two most complicated TMNT rivals. There are subtle (I hope subtle) adult innuendos and some adult language. I wanted to touch on the thought... what if Karai loved Leo? This is my story of what could happen.

I Don't own TMNT. I've just come to love writing about them!

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Chapter 1-Wind

Karai

Those damn Turtles kept showing up out of nowhere! And they've been showing up more frequently. The few times before they had subdued three different squads who were out doing my bidding. All of them beaten down and a few even got taken in by police! I had enough of those meddlesome mutants... and so had my father. When power and trust were on the line and my ranks of soldiers failed, my father had no grace for me. There would be no more lost ground. I had to go and manage the next job myself.

My father had said unkind words and my face had still stung from his unkind actions. But I was going to prove him wrong! Ultimatums didn't sit well with me. It was funny, him ordering me to do in one night the very thing that he couldn't accomplish for decades. The Shredder ordered me to make sure his precious cargo was delivered on time. He had also bid me to kill one of the Turtles and as proof, lay its blood-stained bandana at his feet. It was enough of an incentive to save my own life. I just had to choose which one I would slay.

I could have swept in and taken out the youngest one or the smartest one... I could have chosen the most volatile one and made a mess of things.

But I wanted Leonardo.

He and I had a very...interesting relationship. Over the years we've shared few words and scores of narrow escapes. The first time our swords crossed he has bested me. The biggest mistake he made was letting me go that day. Since then I'd been training. And since then our worlds collided in tumultuous ways. He had spared my life, so when the time came where it was me who held the tip of my blade to his heart, I honorably returned the favor. He was my opponent, the only one most-deserving of the title. If I had to gamble my life it was going to be against his skillful blades.

Of Leonardo and the Shredder it was an easy choice to make. I was trapped between powers. I saw no way out other than death. I would have rather died at my enemy's opulent hand than under my father's indifferent judgment. So I set my plan and headed out with my Foot soldiers, making sure 'they' would find us and intercept. I laid my orders out plainly; be ruthless, overtake them like a flood. Do not kill them... and leave Leonardo to me.

And my men did as I said. It was mayhem on the rooftops on that cold autumn night. I made sure his path to me was clear. Seeing him stalk toward me sent the rush of life through my veins and I clashed my metal into his.

I gave him all of my strength, my best moves. When I started to hear him grunt and growl with each swing of his beautiful katana I knew he was giving his best as well. I ducked, spun and kicked him and flew over the pitch-top roofs, taunting him, berating him. I've never spoken to him as much as I did that night. But I knew exactly what to say to call the rage out of him. He was on me so quickly my nerves vibrated at his oncoming presence. The din of his and my fighters fell away and soon all that could be heard was our breath in the air as he chased me.

I landed on the hard gray top and parried just in time as his blades crashed into mine. All I was thinking was, "Yes, this feels good. If I die, I will die by the best!" We matched each other, like a poetic dance. I read his body like a book, his muscles told me each move they would make next. I locked eyes with him and I couldn't hide my smile. One of us would die tonight... I honestly didn't know who. A few more minutes passed and I began to get angry at body's floundering stamina. Not now! Not against him! I cursed my weakening body. I didn't want it to end yet.

He caught me off-guard and my wrists twisted in pain as he spun my sword away. He slammed punches to each of my shoulders and pinned me to a wall. As I reached for my hidden blades, he held his twin katana against my throat, moments away from scissoring off my head. I looked into his eyes and thought about how unworthy I was to dirty his sword with my blood, and how lucky I was that I would not have to face the wrath of my father.

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Leonardo

I had her against the wall. I've cornered her like this before but... this time was different. Her eyes would burn with malice and her lips would spit acid. She would be cold as steel, threatening to take my life as my blades were against her throat. She'd be planning her escape; a smoke bomb, a hidden shuriken. But this time she didn't struggle, her eyes were calm and she desperately tried to control her breathing. At first I was confused, thought it was another one of her tricks. I looked around and sensed that we were completely alone. I had chased her over countless rooftops to this spot; we were secluded among large smoke stacks under a chilly, moonlit, September sky.

She raised her hands slowly, showing the two small blades she kept hidden and let them drop. Hearing the sharp metal clang against the concrete roof sang through my ear canals and sent chills up my shell. I couldn't believe the way she was looking at me. She was surrendering to me; the type of surrender I secretly dreamt about but one I never thought would be offered to something like me. My thoughts went into a frenzy. I watched as the tips of her fingers rested on my tightening shoulders. I felt like I risked my life, allowing her to stroke up the sides of my neck and slide back down to my shoulders. It was worth the sensation she gave me. I wanted to feel more.

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Karai

I think I confused him as my face fell from anguish, to relief, to gratitude. Soon this would all end and my father could fight his own battles. I wanted to thank him... touch him without the sting... kiss him. For a brief moment I thought I had gone mad, but then I knew that Leonardo and I were so much the same. We were children of the dark. We didn't have to be alone. We had fought... and he had won, he overpowered me and I was helpless. He could have killed me so easily, and death would have been fine with me... but I wanted him to take something else before he took my life.

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Leonardo

I warily removed my katana from her throat and, I too, let them fall. I didn't know what to do with my empty hands so I placed my palms on wall behind her, closing the already small gap between us. I looked down on her small, toned frame and she looked up at me. Her soft, brown eyes, olive skin, pouting lips... I knew she was a woman but I'd never seen her as anything feminine or delicate. Not until that moment. I found myself touching those lips with my rough fingers. The shadows of clouds passed over her face and the pale light of the moon glistened across her open mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I lifted her chin.

What the hell was I doing?

With the last bit of sense I could muster, I clamped my hand over her throat and stared at her, searching for, pleading for any sign of deception. But there was none. She closed her eyes and I kissed her.

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Karai

His mouth tasted pure, like I was being healed from the inside. I was so afraid that he would pull away and run. I heard his hands slide off of the wall and felt them gently fold to my waist. He held me tighter. I felt safe. I was hesitant to urge him any further. I wanted him to lead me. I wanted him to take me wherever he was willing to go. And I allowed him to go as deep as he wanted.

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Leonardo

Feeling her pulse quicken... Feeling her body grow warm against me drove me to make a deathly dangerous decision. The want and desire within me became more important than my mortality. It was a frightening feeling; choosing to drop my defenses and expose my aching need. I was seducing my enemy and in turn betraying my family. I chose to let go of their hurt and bitter judgement and clung to her welcoming body. She wrapped herself around me. I was willingly defeated. We didn't say words. But we knew what each other wanted. It may have been my first time, but it could have been her last.

I let her down slowly; the cool air felt good wafting across my heated skin. I watched her dress as I sheathed my weapons. We stared at each other for a good while. She walked up to me and kissed me and I returned it once more. Then I backed away into the shadows. And that's when I allowed the guilt to pour in. I had no guilt for what had happened, just the guilt of knowing I would never tell my brothers what I had done. And the only thing I regret is that it wasn't love... It was a mutual understanding between two beings of the night... Normal society would never accept me and she understood that. Her actions weren't out of pity. I could tell she didn't want my pity either. We were sick of the abundant pain in our lives and helped each other steal a little pleasure. I never thought I would feel grateful toward her, even after all the evil she had done in the name of her father.

There was no bloodshed that night.I was grateful for that as well. And as for tomorrows obstacles, I knew she was level-headed enough to move past what we had done. She and I had our camps and we would stay faithful to those camps. But for that one moment in that one evening, I felt human because she was willing to give up the little humanity she had for me.

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Karai

I may not have killed my enemies, but my men got the merchandise through, so my father allowed me to keep my life.

I've never forgotten that night. I tended my wounds, showered and lied in my bed, images, sounds and sensations I shared with him were still swarming in my head. I felt changed. I felt like he sapped out some of the poison in me. He didn't mind, he was immune to it. I didn't regret my actions, though I'd be a fool to tell anyone... I didn't have anyone to tell.

A strange smile crept across my face; a mutant turtle made me feel human. I didn't want the sun to rise. I didn't yet want to move out of that moment. I didn't want to think about how to move forward. I hoped that sometime in the future, somehow, we'd be able to figure this out. I knew he was my enemy and I could see the clearly drawn lines. I wouldn't disown my clan just as well as he wouldn't leave his kin. But when was I going to start to live for myself, no matter how high the cost? One day the darkness would claim me for all of the unmentionable things I had done. Before that time came I wanted to have the pleasure that lasts for more than one night. I knew I didn't deserve to love him and I knew I didn't deserve his love. But we were all we had.

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A/N: Yikes! So here's the first chapter. What do you think? Reviews are SOOOOO welcome!