Okay, due to the fact that I'm still getting reviews for my fic TMN, I have decided (much like I did with my Joker Junior fic) to re-write my original story.

This is with the 2003 personalities (as I find the 2012 ones to be really cringy), and Donatello is the youngest, because when I was a child, I honestly believed that Donnie was the youngest because he was the quietest…. I know, it's odd but that's how I saw them.

I hope you enjoy it. Please read and review J

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Japan was beautiful in the sunset. Shades of pink and purple were spread across the sky as the sun dipped behind the mountains, casting the Yakushiji temple into shadows as their reflection in the nearby lake rippled with the breeze.

Hamato Yoshi sat in his personal meditation room, keeping a careful on his three sons. Leonardo (aged four) was playing with playmobil, which had been given to him as a gift from the Ancient One on his last trip to New York. The twins, Raphael and Michelangelo (aged two) were arguing over soft toys near their Father, with Raphael pushing his younger twin away.

Hamato Yoshi knew that his children were unique.

Tang Shen's family were descended from an ancient line of individuals who had been blessed with extraordinary abilities. Whilst the bloodline had been diluted due to marrying outside of the ancient line, Hamato Yoshi and Tang Shen's children had been some of the few blessed with these unique abilities, and the physical characteristics that came with them.

Leonardo was born with light blue hair, which had grown darker as he got older, at times appearing black. His eyes were also blue, and during times of extreme emotion, the weather would change around him. Rain when he was very sad. Thunder when he was angry and bright sunlight when he was happy.

Raphael was born with bright red hair and red/brown eyes. His unusual gift was the ability to make things explode if he touched them… only if he wanted them to though. His twin, Michelangelo, was born with a light shade of red hair, which had slowly become orange over the last two years, and hazel (almost amber) eyes. The younger twin had metamorphic abilities, allowing him to alter his appearance.

Hamato Yoshi could only wait in suspense, musing over what his youngest child would look like. He and Tang Shen had chosen not know the gender of the child, wanting it to be a surprise. A little girl would have been a delightful surprise, but Tang Shen was convinced it was another boy…. A 'feeling' she called it.

Speaking of Tang Shen and their future child, the room that she was giving birth in remained silent, apart from the muttering of the Doctors and the deep breathing, sometimes panting, of his wife.

"Daddy?"

Yoshi turned his attention to Leo, who had shuffled over to him.

"Is Mummy going to be okay?"

Of course, Leonardo had been too young to remember when Michelangelo and Raphael were born, so this was a new experience for him. His mother had never really spent so long away from her children until this moment.

Yoshi gently pulled his son onto his lap, ruffling Raphael and Michelangelo's hair as the twins turned away from their argument to listen to the answer. "Your Mother will be fine…" he stated, "…. She is just busy at the moment."

"Doing what?"

"….She's giving you a new baby brother or sister."

Leo crinkled his nose at this, glancing at Raph and Mikey, "I've got two of those already."

"Yes, but maybe Raphael and Michelangelo would like the chance to be big brothers?"

Nodding eagerly at this, Mikey patted Yoshi on the leg and beamed. "Me big brover! Me big brover!

Yoshi gently stroked his son's hair and smiled at him, "See Leonardo? Michelangelo is very excited."

Leo was clearly not impressed with his younger brother's opinion, however, before he could argue there was a scream from the neighbouring room. Before Yoshi could investigate, the Doctor came out of the room and bowed to Hamato Yoshi. "Congratulations Sir. You have another son."

Yoshi nodded his thanks, silently encouraging his sons to link hands and remain calm as they prepared to enter the room.

Once given the all clear by the nurses, Yoshi led his sons into the room. Sitting upright on the bed, Tang Shen looked as radiant as ever, cradling a bundle of blankets close to her chest.

"My moonlight…" muttered Yoshi, delight clear on his face as he went to sit by his wife, "… how are you feeling?"

Tang Shen smiled weakly, gracefully accepting a kiss on the cheek. "Exhausted… but happy." She gestured her head at the bundle in her arms, "Would you like to hold him?"

As the other three boys clambered onto the bed, Yoshi gently took his new-born son into his arms. Pushing the blanket away from the baby's head, he couldn't help but smile. The baby had vibrant purple hair, big blue eyes (although the chances of them changing colour later in life were high judging by the violet ring around the edge) that were staring up at him.

"Hello…" whispered Yoshi, gently running his finger over the baby's cheeks, "… what do we call you then?"

Tang Shen (who had been talking to her three older sons), twisted around to grin at her husband. "Shall I assume you'll be getting your Renaissance Artist book out?"

"Of course, …. Why break a good tradition?"

Tang Shen rolled her eyes, "These poor boys." She lifted Mickey onto her lap (wincing slightly as she did), "Would you three like to meet your baby brother?"

"Me big brover! Me big brover!" cheered Mikey, holding out his arms towards his Dad, silently asking for the baby.

Yoshi smiled at the toddler's enthusiasm, "Just wait a second, alright? Leonardo. Raphael. Can you please sit on the bed?"

The other two were quick to obey, both resting against the headboard by their mother. Due to Mikey's enthusiasm, the baby was gently placed into his arms first, with Tang Shen gently helping.

"What do you think honey?" she whispered.

Mikey remained silent (which was a novelty in itself), staring down at the bundle in his arms. The silence remained for a few minutes, before Mikey twisted his head to grin at his Dad. "My brover?"

"Yes Michelangelo…" answered Yoshi, gently smoothing Mikey's hair down, "… your brover."

Sensing that Mikey would quite happily hold his baby brother for the remainder of the day, Tang Shen negotiated with the toddler and managed to give Leo and Raph a chance to hold the baby. Whilst Raph and Mikey were quite happy with the prospect of having a baby brother (although for Raph, it was because the baby "didn't blab"), Leo still seemed reluctant.

"Is something wrong my son?" asked Yoshi in concern, as Leo frowned at the bundle.

"…. Do you not love us?"

Yoshi and Tang Shen glanced at each other in alarm, before turning their attention back to Leo. "Honey…" whispered Tang Shen, "…. What makes you ask that?"

Leo shrugged, "Takeo at nursery said that when mummies and daddies have more children, they don't love the other ones anymore."

At this, Raph and Mikey turned their attention to their parents, both clearly wanting to know the truth.

Tang Shen and Yoshi glanced at each other in alarm, before Tang Shen gently removed the baby from Leo's arms so that Yoshi was free to lift his oldest son onto his lap. "He was wrong my sons…" he whispered soothingly, smiling in a reassuring manner at all of his children "… mummies and daddies love all of their children equally, no matter what. Your friend is…. Mistaken."

"Mistaken?"

Not wanting to say 'wrong', Yoshi sighed. "He wasn't quite…. right, okay?"

Leo thought to himself for a few moments, before nodding. "Okay…. Can I hold him again?"

At this, Raph and Mikey began to kick up a fuss, both whinging about Leo getting to hold their new baby brother twice. As the volume of the complaints increased, Tang Shen rolled her eyes, "Yoshi…. I think it might be time for the twins to go to bed?"

Whilst this did distract the twins, their complaints only changed subject, not volume.

Understanding that his wife needed some peace and quiet, Yoshi gently removed Leo from his lap and then lifted the other two off the bed with his free arms.

As his Father went to put the squabbling twins to bed, Leo turned his attention back to the baby. "What are you going to call him?"

"I'm not sure sweetie. It'll probably be similar to you and your brothers."

Leo nodded in understanding, smiling as the baby yawned and wriggled in the blankets. "What's his power going to be?" he asked.

"We'll just have to wait and see honey."

"Is he going to be like Raphy or Mikey?"

Tang Shen smiled, "I think he'll himself. He might not be like you three at all."

"Good. I don't want another Raph or Mikey."

Choosing not to state that his younger brothers might not want any Leo, Tang Shen simply sighed. Together, they listened to Raph and Mikey protest their bedtime until eventually, the arguing died off and stopped.

Minutes later, Yoshi came back into the room, this time with a large book under his arm instead of two squirming two year olds. Tang Shen couldn't help but smile at the sight of it.

"I must confess, I never thought I would see that book again…"

"Hmmmm, I must admit, I do remember saying we'd stop after the twins."

"Clearly we were meant to have one more."

Nodding in agreement, Yoshi sat himself in the chair by the bed and opened the book. "Perhaps you would like to help me Leonardo?"

Leo nodded eagerly, shuffling to the edge of the bed so that he could look over at the book. Slowly, Yoshi turned the pages, with Leo pointing at the pretty pictures. After over ten minutes of flicking through the pages, they came upon a chapter titled Donato di Niccolò di Betto Bardi.

"Ooooooo!" Leo pointed at a picture of a statue on the pages.

"Donato di Niccolò di Betto Bardi?" Yoshi read over the page and smiled, "He was an early Renaissance sculptor from Florence, otherwise known as Donatello."

"Donatello!" Leo cried out in glee, "We could call the baby Donatello! Don or Donny!"

Yoshi glanced at Tang Shen, who seemed to like the name. "How does Donatello sound my moonlight?"

"It does fit in with the rest of our names…." She grinned as Leo looked pleadingly at her, "…. Donatello, it is."