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He rubbed his forehead with his hand and he just realized his wrist was now wrapped up in a bandage. \n\n\tHe stared at it for a second before unwrapping it. Finding four puncture holes marking a vampire bite. Mikey blinked in surprise and blushed a light pink. \n\n\t[i]When the hell did that happen?[/i]\n\n\tHe looked up and he found that he was by himself. Leo’s bed was deserted. The covers thrown in a pile on the corner of the mattress. Mikey frowned and swung his legs off the edge of the bed and looked over to the couch. Finding another messy pile of blankets and a pillow that was thrown carelessly on the floor. Right. The vampire spent the night here. \n\n\tDid that vampire give him these bite marks? Mikey growled at the thought of Donatello sneaking a bite from him in the middle of the night. Though he couldn’t exactly blame him after denying him dinner. \n\n\tHe could have been really hungry. And plus, he was still alive. He didn’t kill him. He was considerate enough. Thank God.\n\n\tHe wondered where the vampire was now. Probably with Leo.\n\n\tMikey rewrapped up the bite marks. Even though the bleeding had ceased and scabbed over, he just did not want to see them. He walked into the bathroom. Coming out minutes later and jumped in surprise when he found Don was sitting on the couch, sucking casually in a bag that was filled with red liquid as if it was his favorite soda pop. Was that [i]his[/i] blood? Surely not, he would have just sucked it out straight from his wrist. So whose blood was in that bag?\n\n\t“What are you doing here?” Mikey asked, trying to sound as if he was not just scared half to death. Don’s attention turned to Mikey and he smiled.\n\n\t“Hey sweetheart.” \n\n\t[i]\"Sweetheart?\"[/i] Mikey shivered at the name. Why could he recall being called that once? Anyone who dared call him such a sissy pet name, he always gave them a slug to the nose. Yet, when Don called him that, the fire that usually ignited in his gut stayed as cool as ever. And that pissed him off.\n\n\t“Don’t call me that.” \n\n\t“Why?”\n\n\t“I don’t like it. It makes me feel girlish.” \n\n\tDon frowned, “You didn’t seem too bothered by it last night.” \n\n\t[i]Last night? What happened last night?[/i]\n\n\t“What do you mean?”\n\n\t“You don’t remember?”\n\n\t“If I remembered would I still be asking?” Mikey snapped irritably. Just wanting his answers without a fight this early in the morning.\n\n\t“Last night. You woke up in the middle of the night and I was hungry. You thought I had a nightmare and woke me up. Once I explained to you that I wasn’t used to being without blood for so long, you offered yours to me.” Mikey’s eyes went wide.\n\n\t“You’re kidding me. Why would I ever offer my blood to you?”\n\n\tDon’s brows furrowed. “I don’t know. But you did. After that we . . . kissed. You're telling me you really don’t remember?” Mikey looked horrified. He kissed a vampire!? Shit, Leo was going to kill him. Hell, he might just do the killing for him.\n\n\t“You’re joking me. This is a joke. I would never.” Don set the blood bag to the side and rose to his feet. Walking over to Mikey, his hands gripping on his biceps and squeezing. Mikey wanted to jerk back, wanted to push Don away and grab a knife that he currently will have to retrieve out of Leo’s closet first. But he didn’t move. Just stood there and stared into Don’s glowing red eyes as if he was literally frozen in place. \n\n\tDon’s thumb lifted Mikey’s chin up and he leaned in. Placing his lips on the turtles. Holding him firmly in his grip, just in case he had any ideas of running away. He had to remember. He couldn’t forget something as special as what they had done last night. \n\n\tMikey blinked in so much surprise. His sky blue eyes as wide as dinner plates. He grunted and tried to pull away but the grasp Don had on him prevented him from doing so. Damn, this vampire was strong. Course, he always knew they were stronger than the average mortal. His lips felt so soft. So warm and inviting. He actually wanted to press in. How could a vampire do something like this to him? Make him feel this way. Maybe that was some special ability Leo forgot to mention to him. Or maybe Leo didn’t really know. \n\n\tEventually, Don had pulled away and Mikey blinked his eyes open.\n\n\t“You don’t remember that?”\n\n\t“Sorry to get your hopes up. But no, I don’t. And if you do something like that ever again, I swear, I’ll rip your fangs out.” \n\n\tDon didn’t look to be phased in the slightest and he finally let go of Mikey, stepping a few paces back and Mikey almost felt . . . regret. The kiss didn’t feel as alien and uncomfortable as it should have been. He actually liked the feeling and he hated himself for that. Cursing mentally, he tried to bring his mind on more important things. \n\n\t“So . . . where’s Leo?”\n\n\tDon didn’t answer for a few moments as he walked back to the couch. Grabbing back his blood pack and taking another sip out of it.\n\n\t“He went out. He’s hoping he’ll find a few day time vampires to question.” \n\n\tMikey nodded. “And he didn’t take you with him?”\n\n\t“He didn’t want to leave you here but I thought it would be best if he got an early start so I offered to stay here until you woke up. Took a lot of convincing, but he finally left.” The leaf green turtle raised an eye ridge in Don’s direction before shaking his head and walking to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. He needed it.\n\n\t“So where’d the blood pack come from?”\n\n\t“Leo got it for me.”\n\n\t“He just up and gave it to you? Actually went out and retrieved it?”\n\n\t“I persuaded him.”\n\n\t“How?”\n\n\t“I told him I would drink out of you if he didn’t. At first he tried to fight me but then he remembered he was going to need me so he just gave up and got one from the hospital.” \n\n\t“Yeah, but didn’t you just say that last night I allowed you to drink from my blood?”\n\n\t[i]There you go. Flying off track again.[/i]\n\n\t“Hey, I’m not going to turn down a chance to get extra blood. Besides, I only had half of my regular diet. I could only drink half from you so I wouldn’t kill you. So yes, I was still hungry.” Mikey rolled his eyes, mumbling the word vampires under his breath. He reached up and grabbed a mug out from one of the cabinets. \n\n\t“So Leo actually trusted me under your care?”\n\n\t“No. He didn’t.”\n\n\t“Then where is Leo then?” Mikey looked over his shoulder at Don questionably. \n\n\t“Your brother drugged me. Lasted for a good portion of the time you were asleep.”\n\n\t“Wait, so Leo drugged you and then left you here to protect me while I slept?”\n\n\t“It wasn’t that powerful of a drug. But I think he injected a tracker in me.” Don folded up his sleeve, revealing a blinking red light under the surface of the skin on his arm. Mikey blinked in surprise.\n\n\t“Wow, I didn’t even know he had those.” Don frowned and shoved his sleeve back down.\n\n\t“What? You’re not concerned?”\n\n\t“No. Why would I be? I think it’s a good idea.” The olive vampire scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest.\n\n\t“Stop pouting. You knew if Leo didn’t do that, you would immediately run off to do your own business.” \n\n\t“Hell yeah.”\n\n\t“My point is proven.” Mikey made a small bow and poured the coffee in the waiting mug, picking it up with both hands and blowing over the surface of the liquid a couple of times before sipping lightly. His shell leaned against the counter and silence fell into the room. Mikey looked over to the counter in front of him. Finding the pill bottles still there from yesterday. Frowning, he set the mug aside and walked over, picking one up.\n\n\t“Damn it.” He cursed.\n\n\t“What?” \n\n\t“Leo forgot to take his pills this morning.”\n\n\t“Is it required?”\n\n\t“Yes!” Mikey snapped before growling and shaking his head. “I guess it doesn’t matter. I’ll make him take an extra when he gets home tonight.”\n\n\t“Why? What’s the matter with him?” Don asked.\n\n\t“He has a . . . condition.”\n\n\t“Condition?”\n\n\t“Yes. He had it since he was a baby. Nothing special.” Mikey shook his head sharply and glared. “Why do you want to know anyway?” \n\n\tDon shrugged. “Just curious.”\n\n\t“Sorry to get your hopes up, sugar plum. But it’s no condition that you can take to your advantage.” Don’s brows furrowed at the pet name before shaking his head. \n\n\t“That’s not what I was searching for. I’m ally’s with him . . . for now. So don’t go getting [i]your[/I] hopes up.”\n\n\t“You planning on killing him?”\n\n\t“Once I get my brother back. I might.”\n\n\t“So you would kill my brother right after he rescues yours?”\n\n\tDon shook his head. “All depends.”\n\n\t“On?”\n\n\t“On how my brother feels about yours.”\n\n\t“What’s that supposed to mean?”\n\n\t“Well, if my brother truly despised Leonardo. He would have killed him. But instead he chooses to protect him.”\n\n\t“Protect him?” Mikey scoffed. “Leo doesn’t need protection.”\n\n\t“Well it was Raph that kept me from killing Leo when I first spotted him. Not exactly the first encounter I wanted with my brother when I per say, rose from the dead.” The leaf green turtle nodded. Recapturing his mug in his hands and taking another sip. \n\n\t“So your brother likes mine?”\n\n\t“I don’t know. I just know that they have a special connection.” Mikey frowned and felt a muscle under his eye tick.\n\n\t“What do you mean by 'special'?”\n\n\t“Well Leo hasn’t killed Raph and Raph hasn’t killed Leo and I know Raph is a full blooded vampire and Leo is the vampire hunter. If they can get along, I would call that special, wouldn’t you?”\n\n\tMikey shrugged, but he had to admit that seemed correct. Leo was actually willing to rescue some vampire’s ass from getting killed. He knew his brother and he despised vampires that if another of their species decided to kill their own. Then he wouldn’t give a crap. So this vampire really must be special to him to actually go out of his way to rescue him. \n\n\t“So you think they have a fling?”\n\n\t“What?” Don blinked before chuckling. “I don’t know. I heard rumors and when I asked your brother about it. He blushed. And I’m just assuming this, but if it really weren’t true. I think he would have decided to cut my vocal cords out.” \n\n\t“ . . . That is really gross.” Mikey shuddered. Causing Don to frown.\n\n\t“You think it’s gross for a mortal and vampire to get together?” As far as Don knew, it sometimes happened. He couldn’t understand it, but it did. And usually to the most unlikely of people. But it never lasted. Or if it did, Don never heard of it. All the rumors of people and vampires getting together always end with them suddenly vanishing. Then he hears twists of tales as vampires guessed what happened. So really, maybe it wouldn’t be[i] that[/i] much of a surprise if Raph really did have any feelings towards Leo. His brother was fucked up like that.\n\n\tBut he would be a hypocrite if he didn’t accept. All considering, he just kissed a mere mortal . . . twice. It doesn’t do him any good either that Mikey can’t remember a damn thing about it. \n\n\t“Well . . . isn’t it kind of like interspecies relationship or something?”\n\n\tDon shrugged. “Technically Raph and Leo are the same species.”\n\n\t“Yeah I know. Turtles.”\n\n\t“And so are we.” Mikey looked over at Don. There was a gleam in those blood red eyes that sent a shiver to race along his spinal cord. He clenched the cup between his hands and tried to hide any signs of heat in his cheeks behind his mug. \n\n\t“Okay, so it might not be that bad. All considering from what I know. I just thought that Leo would prefer another mortal than the thing he kills at night. I never would imagine Leo’s type would run on vampires.” \n\n\tDon chuckled. “Same with Raph.”\n\n\t“Apparently we have some twisted siblings.” Mikey laughed and finished up his coffee before setting his mug into the sink. The turtle turned and grabbed out a brownie and took a bite out of it and hummed happily. Don bit his lip and nodded. So he supposed that would make three of them. All considering he couldn’t stop staring as a small piece of icing sticking on Mikey’s lip.\n\n\tStepping forward, he cupped Mikey’s cheek and leaned in. Licking it away clean. \n\n\tMikey jumped in surprise and shoved Don away. “What the hell are you doing!?”\n\n\t“You had icing on your lip.” He answered simply. Just smiling innocently as if he hadn’t gotten into the orange loving terrapins space. \n\n\t“Yeah, thanks for that. Next time just tell me I’ll settle for a paper towel.” Mikey scowled and washed his lip vigorously as if Don had carried some sort of deadly disease. He supposed he should have been hurt by that, but if he was honest with himself. He kind of gotten used to such harsh behavior. Mikey wasn’t the lovey-dovey type he concluded. Last night, he practically gave himself to him. Now he’s snapping at him again and giving him the cold shoulder as he did when he first walked through the door. \n\n\tHe had said he liked him that way. He proved tough and not helpless. Despite his height and muscle mass. Compared to what it could be. The mouth thing with him just made him all the sexier. \n\n\t“Hey, Honey Badger. If you don’t put your eye balls back in your socket you’re going to lose them.” Mikey’s voice suddenly rang between his thoughts and Don cleared his throat. Then he realized he had been staring.\n\n\t“Sorry.”\n\n\t“You know, for a vampire. You don’t seem very vicious.”\n\n\t“Why would I be vicious to you? You haven’t done anything.”\n\n\t“Well that’s what I thought when I got attacked by those vampires that one night. I didn’t do anything and I wasn’t looking for them. Yet they disturbed me. So why haven’t you?”\n\n\t“Look, I don’t hold any ill will against you.”\n\n\t“Excuse me? I’m the brother of the Vampire Hunter you despise. How can you not?” \n\n\t“I’m not going to kill you.” Don answered simply. Sucking down the last of the blood in the bag before tossing it away. His teeth retracting back to normal size. Licking away the blood from his lip. Mikey licked his own lips as he watched. He couldn’t help it. He could feel the sting in his wrist when Don had sunk his teeth into his flesh. Had sucked it out of him and licked it away with his tongue. Not one drop wasted. Mikey shivered. So Don [i]was[/i] telling the truth.  \n\n\tShaking his head sharply as more memory’s started coming back to him. He took the rest of the brownie he wasn’t capable of finishing and stuffing it in Don’s mouth before walking past him out of the kitchen. Grabbing his clothes he chose to wear and disappearing into the bathroom. Hearing hacks and gags outside. \n\n\t“Oh my God! How can eat this stuff!” Apparently vampires weren’t very fond of brownies. Or anything for that matter.\n\n\t“Weird. I ask why you can drink blood at times.” Mikey giggled and shook his head as he quickly got dressed. \n\n\t“It’s awful!”\n\n\t“How can say that?” Mikey pretended to gasp as if offended as he stepped out of the bathroom. “It’s chocolate. The most heavenly thing in the world!” Don glared, trying to rinse out that taste with the kitchens faucet.\n\n\t“It’s hell in a packed rectangle!”\n\n\tMikey made that ‘tsk’ noise with his tongue and rolled his eyes. “Oh don’t be such a baby about it.”\n\n\t“My diet only runs on blood or cow meat. No chocolate.” Don scowled as he walked out of the kitchen and flopped on the couch. \n\n\t“Hm, sad for you. This is why I can’t be a vampire. I could not survive on such a low variety of food.”\n\n\t“It isn’t as bad as it seems.”\n\n\t“I don’t kill for a meal. It’s freaky and gross. Sorry if I offend you, but I couldn’t stand putting my mouth in some persons stomach and rip and chew.” \n\n\t“I think I prefer the neck.” Don answered simply. “You’re thinking about the feral vampires. They take their race way too seriously and act like their wild hounds.” \n\n\t“Either way. I couldn’t just sink my teeth into another person’s flesh. I just couldn’t.”\n\n\t“Well you don’t have to. You obviously stated your reason why you were not born a vampire.”\n\n\t“Yeah, thank God.” Mikey sighed in relief. “So I’m awake now and I got a job to accomplish. You going to help my brother now?”\n\n\t“I don’t see how I can help him that much. But I suppose I should go and make sure he hasn’t gotten captured. See ya.” Don pushed his way back up to his feet and headed for the door. \n\n\t“Oh hey.” Don stopped and turned to look at Mikey. “Will I[s]   [/s] Will I see you tonight?” He asked curiously.\n\n\t“It depends on what Leo and I find today.” Mikey nodded, watching as Don put on dark sunglasses, flung his hood over his head, and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Covering all exposed skin and walking out. \n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Chapter 22-<br /><br />\tLeaf green lids fluttered open, revealing Michelangelo&rsquo;s sky blue eyes. The first thing he viewed was a ceiling of his garage. Mikey blinked a couple of times and yawned, pushing himself upwards. He still felt slightly light headed but it wasn&rsquo;t so bad. He rubbed his forehead with his hand and he just realized his wrist was now wrapped up in a bandage. <br /><br />\tHe stared at it for a second before unwrapping it. Finding four puncture holes marking a vampire bite. Mikey blinked in surprise and blushed a light pink. <br /><br />\t<em>When the hell did that happen?</em><br /><br />\tHe looked up and he found that he was by himself. Leo&rsquo;s bed was deserted. The covers thrown in a pile on the corner of the mattress. Mikey frowned and swung his legs off the edge of the bed and looked over to the couch. Finding another messy pile of blankets and a pillow that was thrown carelessly on the floor. Right. The vampire spent the night here. <br /><br />\tDid that vampire give him these bite marks? Mikey growled at the thought of Donatello sneaking a bite from him in the middle of the night. Though he couldn&rsquo;t exactly blame him after denying him dinner. <br /><br />\tHe could have been really hungry. And plus, he was still alive. He didn&rsquo;t kill him. He was considerate enough. Thank God.<br /><br />\tHe wondered where the vampire was now. Probably with Leo.<br /><br />\tMikey rewrapped up the bite marks. Even though the bleeding had ceased and scabbed over, he just did not want to see them. He walked into the bathroom. Coming out minutes later and jumped in surprise when he found Don was sitting on the couch, sucking casually in a bag that was filled with red liquid as if it was his favorite soda pop. Was that <em>his</em> blood? Surely not, he would have just sucked it out straight from his wrist. So whose blood was in that bag?<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What are you doing here?&rdquo; Mikey asked, trying to sound as if he was not just scared half to death. Don&rsquo;s attention turned to Mikey and he smiled.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey sweetheart.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t<em>&quot;Sweetheart?&quot;</em> Mikey shivered at the name. Why could he recall being called that once? Anyone who dared call him such a sissy pet name, he always gave them a slug to the nose. Yet, when Don called him that, the fire that usually ignited in his gut stayed as cool as ever. And that pissed him off.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Don&rsquo;t call me that.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Why?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t like it. It makes me feel girlish.&rdquo; <br /><br />\tDon frowned, &ldquo;You didn&rsquo;t seem too bothered by it last night.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t<em>Last night? What happened last night?</em><br /><br />\t&ldquo;What do you mean?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You don&rsquo;t remember?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;If I remembered would I still be asking?&rdquo; Mikey snapped irritably. Just wanting his answers without a fight this early in the morning.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Last night. You woke up in the middle of the night and I was hungry. You thought I had a nightmare and woke me up. Once I explained to you that I wasn&rsquo;t used to being without blood for so long, you offered yours to me.&rdquo; Mikey&rsquo;s eyes went wide.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You&rsquo;re kidding me. Why would I ever offer my blood to you?&rdquo;<br /><br />\tDon&rsquo;s brows furrowed. &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know. But you did. After that we . . . kissed. You&#039;re telling me you really don&rsquo;t remember?&rdquo; Mikey looked horrified. He kissed a vampire!? Shit, Leo was going to kill him. Hell, he might just do the killing for him.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You&rsquo;re joking me. This is a joke. I would never.&rdquo; Don set the blood bag to the side and rose to his feet. Walking over to Mikey, his hands gripping on his biceps and squeezing. Mikey wanted to jerk back, wanted to push Don away and grab a knife that he currently will have to retrieve out of Leo&rsquo;s closet first. But he didn&rsquo;t move. Just stood there and stared into Don&rsquo;s glowing red eyes as if he was literally frozen in place. <br /><br />\tDon&rsquo;s thumb lifted Mikey&rsquo;s chin up and he leaned in. Placing his lips on the turtles. Holding him firmly in his grip, just in case he had any ideas of running away. He had to remember. He couldn&rsquo;t forget something as special as what they had done last night. <br /><br />\tMikey blinked in so much surprise. His sky blue eyes as wide as dinner plates. He grunted and tried to pull away but the grasp Don had on him prevented him from doing so. Damn, this vampire was strong. Course, he always knew they were stronger than the average mortal. His lips felt so soft. So warm and inviting. He actually wanted to press in. How could a vampire do something like this to him? Make him feel this way. Maybe that was some special ability Leo forgot to mention to him. Or maybe Leo didn&rsquo;t really know. <br /><br />\tEventually, Don had pulled away and Mikey blinked his eyes open.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You don&rsquo;t remember that?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Sorry to get your hopes up. But no, I don&rsquo;t. And if you do something like that ever again, I swear, I&rsquo;ll rip your fangs out.&rdquo; <br /><br />\tDon didn&rsquo;t look to be phased in the slightest and he finally let go of Mikey, stepping a few paces back and Mikey almost felt . . . regret. The kiss didn&rsquo;t feel as alien and uncomfortable as it should have been. He actually liked the feeling and he hated himself for that. Cursing mentally, he tried to bring his mind on more important things. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;So . . . where&rsquo;s Leo?&rdquo;<br /><br />\tDon didn&rsquo;t answer for a few moments as he walked back to the couch. Grabbing back his blood pack and taking another sip out of it.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;He went out. He&rsquo;s hoping he&rsquo;ll find a few day time vampires to question.&rdquo; <br /><br />\tMikey nodded. &ldquo;And he didn&rsquo;t take you with him?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;He didn&rsquo;t want to leave you here but I thought it would be best if he got an early start so I offered to stay here until you woke up. Took a lot of convincing, but he finally left.&rdquo; The leaf green turtle raised an eye ridge in Don&rsquo;s direction before shaking his head and walking to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. He needed it.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;So where&rsquo;d the blood pack come from?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Leo got it for me.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;He just up and gave it to you? Actually went out and retrieved it?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I persuaded him.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;How?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I told him I would drink out of you if he didn&rsquo;t. At first he tried to fight me but then he remembered he was going to need me so he just gave up and got one from the hospital.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, but didn&rsquo;t you just say that last night I allowed you to drink from my blood?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t<em>There you go. Flying off track again.</em><br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey, I&rsquo;m not going to turn down a chance to get extra blood. Besides, I only had half of my regular diet. I could only drink half from you so I wouldn&rsquo;t kill you. So yes, I was still hungry.&rdquo; Mikey rolled his eyes, mumbling the word vampires under his breath. He reached up and grabbed a mug out from one of the cabinets. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;So Leo actually trusted me under your care?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;No. He didn&rsquo;t.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Then where is Leo then?&rdquo; Mikey looked over his shoulder at Don questionably. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Your brother drugged me. Lasted for a good portion of the time you were asleep.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Wait, so Leo drugged you and then left you here to protect me while I slept?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;It wasn&rsquo;t that powerful of a drug. But I think he injected a tracker in me.&rdquo; Don folded up his sleeve, revealing a blinking red light under the surface of the skin on his arm. Mikey blinked in surprise.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Wow, I didn&rsquo;t even know he had those.&rdquo; Don frowned and shoved his sleeve back down.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What? You&rsquo;re not concerned?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;No. Why would I be? I think it&rsquo;s a good idea.&rdquo; The olive vampire scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Stop pouting. You knew if Leo didn&rsquo;t do that, you would immediately run off to do your own business.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hell yeah.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;My point is proven.&rdquo; Mikey made a small bow and poured the coffee in the waiting mug, picking it up with both hands and blowing over the surface of the liquid a couple of times before sipping lightly. His shell leaned against the counter and silence fell into the room. Mikey looked over to the counter in front of him. Finding the pill bottles still there from yesterday. Frowning, he set the mug aside and walked over, picking one up.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Damn it.&rdquo; He cursed.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What?&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Leo forgot to take his pills this morning.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Is it required?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yes!&rdquo; Mikey snapped before growling and shaking his head. &ldquo;I guess it doesn&rsquo;t matter. I&rsquo;ll make him take an extra when he gets home tonight.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Why? What&rsquo;s the matter with him?&rdquo; Don asked.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;He has a . . . condition.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Condition?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yes. He had it since he was a baby. Nothing special.&rdquo; Mikey shook his head sharply and glared. &ldquo;Why do you want to know anyway?&rdquo; <br /><br />\tDon shrugged. &ldquo;Just curious.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Sorry to get your hopes up, sugar plum. But it&rsquo;s no condition that you can take to your advantage.&rdquo; Don&rsquo;s brows furrowed at the pet name before shaking his head. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;That&rsquo;s not what I was searching for. I&rsquo;m ally&rsquo;s with him . . . for now. So don&rsquo;t go getting <em>your</em> hopes up.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You planning on killing him?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Once I get my brother back. I might.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;So you would kill my brother right after he rescues yours?&rdquo;<br /><br />\tDon shook his head. &ldquo;All depends.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;On?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;On how my brother feels about yours.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What&rsquo;s that supposed to mean?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well, if my brother truly despised Leonardo. He would have killed him. But instead he chooses to protect him.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Protect him?&rdquo; Mikey scoffed. &ldquo;Leo doesn&rsquo;t need protection.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well it was Raph that kept me from killing Leo when I first spotted him. Not exactly the first encounter I wanted with my brother when I per say, rose from the dead.&rdquo; The leaf green turtle nodded. Recapturing his mug in his hands and taking another sip. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;So your brother likes mine?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know. I just know that they have a special connection.&rdquo; Mikey frowned and felt a muscle under his eye tick.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What do you mean by &#039;special&#039;?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well Leo hasn&rsquo;t killed Raph and Raph hasn&rsquo;t killed Leo and I know Raph is a full blooded vampire and Leo is the vampire hunter. If they can get along, I would call that special, wouldn&rsquo;t you?&rdquo;<br /><br />\tMikey shrugged, but he had to admit that seemed correct. Leo was actually willing to rescue some vampire&rsquo;s ass from getting killed. He knew his brother and he despised vampires that if another of their species decided to kill their own. Then he wouldn&rsquo;t give a crap. So this vampire really must be special to him to actually go out of his way to rescue him. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;So you think they have a fling?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What?&rdquo; Don blinked before chuckling. &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know. I heard rumors and when I asked your brother about it. He blushed. And I&rsquo;m just assuming this, but if it really weren&rsquo;t true. I think he would have decided to cut my vocal cords out.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo; . . . That is really gross.&rdquo; Mikey shuddered. Causing Don to frown.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You think it&rsquo;s gross for a mortal and vampire to get together?&rdquo; As far as Don knew, it sometimes happened. He couldn&rsquo;t understand it, but it did. And usually to the most unlikely of people. But it never lasted. Or if it did, Don never heard of it. All the rumors of people and vampires getting together always end with them suddenly vanishing. Then he hears twists of tales as vampires guessed what happened. So really, maybe it wouldn&rsquo;t be<em> that</em> much of a surprise if Raph really did have any feelings towards Leo. His brother was fucked up like that.<br /><br />\tBut he would be a hypocrite if he didn&rsquo;t accept. All considering, he just kissed a mere mortal . . . twice. It doesn&rsquo;t do him any good either that Mikey can&rsquo;t remember a damn thing about it. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well . . . isn&rsquo;t it kind of like interspecies relationship or something?&rdquo;<br /><br />\tDon shrugged. &ldquo;Technically Raph and Leo are the same species.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah I know. Turtles.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;And so are we.&rdquo; Mikey looked over at Don. There was a gleam in those blood red eyes that sent a shiver to race along his spinal cord. He clenched the cup between his hands and tried to hide any signs of heat in his cheeks behind his mug. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Okay, so it might not be that bad. All considering from what I know. I just thought that Leo would prefer another mortal than the thing he kills at night. I never would imagine Leo&rsquo;s type would run on vampires.&rdquo; <br /><br />\tDon chuckled. &ldquo;Same with Raph.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Apparently we have some twisted siblings.&rdquo; Mikey laughed and finished up his coffee before setting his mug into the sink. The turtle turned and grabbed out a brownie and took a bite out of it and hummed happily. Don bit his lip and nodded. So he supposed that would make three of them. All considering he couldn&rsquo;t stop staring as a small piece of icing sticking on Mikey&rsquo;s lip.<br /><br />\tStepping forward, he cupped Mikey&rsquo;s cheek and leaned in. Licking it away clean. <br /><br />\tMikey jumped in surprise and shoved Don away. &ldquo;What the hell are you doing!?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You had icing on your lip.&rdquo; He answered simply. Just smiling innocently as if he hadn&rsquo;t gotten into the orange loving terrapins space. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, thanks for that. Next time just tell me I&rsquo;ll settle for a paper towel.&rdquo; Mikey scowled and washed his lip vigorously as if Don had carried some sort of deadly disease. He supposed he should have been hurt by that, but if he was honest with himself. He kind of gotten used to such harsh behavior. Mikey wasn&rsquo;t the lovey-dovey type he concluded. Last night, he practically gave himself to him. Now he&rsquo;s snapping at him again and giving him the cold shoulder as he did when he first walked through the door. <br /><br />\tHe had said he liked him that way. He proved tough and not helpless. Despite his height and muscle mass. Compared to what it could be. The mouth thing with him just made him all the sexier. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey, Honey Badger. If you don&rsquo;t put your eye balls back in your socket you&rsquo;re going to lose them.&rdquo; Mikey&rsquo;s voice suddenly rang between his thoughts and Don cleared his throat. Then he realized he had been staring.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Sorry.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You know, for a vampire. You don&rsquo;t seem very vicious.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Why would I be vicious to you? You haven&rsquo;t done anything.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well that&rsquo;s what I thought when I got attacked by those vampires that one night. I didn&rsquo;t do anything and I wasn&rsquo;t looking for them. Yet they disturbed me. So why haven&rsquo;t you?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Look, I don&rsquo;t hold any ill will against you.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Excuse me? I&rsquo;m the brother of the Vampire Hunter you despise. How can you not?&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo;I&rsquo;m not going to kill you.&rdquo; Don answered simply. Sucking down the last of the blood in the bag before tossing it away. His teeth retracting back to normal size. Licking away the blood from his lip. Mikey licked his own lips as he watched. He couldn&rsquo;t help it. He could feel the sting in his wrist when Don had sunk his teeth into his flesh. Had sucked it out of him and licked it away with his tongue. Not one drop wasted. Mikey shivered. So Don <em>was</em> telling the truth.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br />\tShaking his head sharply as more memory&rsquo;s started coming back to him. He took the rest of the brownie he wasn&rsquo;t capable of finishing and stuffing it in Don&rsquo;s mouth before walking past him out of the kitchen. Grabbing his clothes he chose to wear and disappearing into the bathroom. Hearing hacks and gags outside. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Oh my God! How can eat this stuff!&rdquo; Apparently vampires weren&rsquo;t very fond of brownies. Or anything for that matter.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Weird. I ask why you can drink blood at times.&rdquo; Mikey giggled and shook his head as he quickly got dressed. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;It&rsquo;s awful!&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;How can say that?&rdquo; Mikey pretended to gasp as if offended as he stepped out of the bathroom. &ldquo;It&rsquo;s chocolate. The most heavenly thing in the world!&rdquo; Don glared, trying to rinse out that taste with the kitchens faucet.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;It&rsquo;s hell in a packed rectangle!&rdquo;<br /><br />\tMikey made that &lsquo;tsk&rsquo; noise with his tongue and rolled his eyes. &ldquo;Oh don&rsquo;t be such a baby about it.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;My diet only runs on blood or cow meat. No chocolate.&rdquo; Don scowled as he walked out of the kitchen and flopped on the couch. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hm, sad for you. This is why I can&rsquo;t be a vampire. I could not survive on such a low variety of food.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;It isn&rsquo;t as bad as it seems.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t kill for a meal. It&rsquo;s freaky and gross. Sorry if I offend you, but I couldn&rsquo;t stand putting my mouth in some persons stomach and rip and chew.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo;I think I prefer the neck.&rdquo; Don answered simply. &ldquo;You&rsquo;re thinking about the feral vampires. They take their race way too seriously and act like their wild hounds.&rdquo; <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Either way. I couldn&rsquo;t just sink my teeth into another person&rsquo;s flesh. I just couldn&rsquo;t.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well you don&rsquo;t have to. You obviously stated your reason why you were not born a vampire.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, thank God.&rdquo; Mikey sighed in relief. &ldquo;So I&rsquo;m awake now and I got a job to accomplish. You going to help my brother now?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t see how I can help him that much. But I suppose I should go and make sure he hasn&rsquo;t gotten captured. See ya.&rdquo; Don pushed his way back up to his feet and headed for the door. <br /><br />\t&ldquo;Oh hey.&rdquo; Don stopped and turned to look at Mikey. &ldquo;Will I<span class='strikethrough'>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span> Will I see you tonight?&rdquo; He asked curiously.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;It depends on what Leo and I find today.&rdquo; Mikey nodded, watching as Don put on dark sunglasses, flung his hood over his head, and stuffed his hands in his pockets. 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