A/N: A collection of oneshots, based on the pairings of TMNT, written/posted in no particular order. Mostly Apritello, but I'm open to other ship requests. (I don't do t-cest, though.)

Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT or any of its characters.

"Donnie!"

The turtle in question stirred from sleep. He opened his eyes and quickly glanced at the clock beside his bed. It was late, not normally the time you would find him and his brothers sleeping, as they did most of their work at night, but they had a long day.

"Donnie!" The voice whispered again, this time shaking him.

"April?" He said, the hysterics obvious in his voice. "What are you-"

"Shh," She interrupted him by pressing one of her delicate fingers to his lips. Donatello prayed she couldn't hear his heart pounding against his shell in the quiet room.

She removed her finger and pointed upwards, then grabbed his hand and dragged him from the room.

"Wait, but what-"

She shushed him again and the turtle obeyed. He didn't say anything when she reached the ladder at the man hole. He didn't say anything when she pulled him up the ladder and down a random street. He didn't say anything when she walked across an abandoned rooftop.

He didn't say anything until she had settled on a blanket laid out near the middle of the roof and he joined her.

"What's going on?" He asked, looking down at groups of people who were sitting in lawn chairs or laying on blankets like them on the sidewalk.

He heard the sound before seeing what made it. A loud, booming sound, followed by a crackle. He jumped at the noise and April laughed.

He turned to the sky, when suddenly, another loud boom and right before his eyes...what was it? It looked like a flower. A burning flower...in the sky.

April answered the question in his eyes. "They're fireworks."

Fireworks...yes, that was a perfect name for them. Another group of fireworks blasted into the sky. Donatello watched with unblinking eyes. "They're...amazing." He jumped when another firework shot off randomly, catching him by surprise. "Yet terrifying, at the same time."

April laughed, a twinkling sound compared to the roar of the fireworks. "You'll get used to it."

He jumped again, but this time not from the fireworks. He looked down at his hand, resting on the blanket between them. April had laid her hand right over his.

His cheeks burned. Had she meant to do that? Should he say something? He tried to move his hand, but it was frozen on the spot.

You'll get used to it. Get used to fireworks, sure. But this? April and him. That he could never get used to.

A collection of fireworks began to erupt in front of them. The sound was a lot more deafening than the first batches. It had taken April off guard and caused her to squeeze Donatello's hand tightly.

Donnie's cheeks burned again, as he watched her grip slowly loosen as she calmed down, yet her hand never left his.

Amazing...yet terrifying, he thought. But this time, he wasn't referring to the fireworks.