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Leo attempted to move his arms but they were bound by something coarse and thick that continued to cut into his skin the more he struggled. Leo’s fingers moved everywhere he could reach and hooked around what felt to be rope. He tugged and pulled but the rope wouldn’t release around him. Making a soft muffled distressed sound, his tongue tasting the bitterness of cloth and copper. He knew he was gagged. Though he could still make noise, they weren’t nearly loud enough to alert anyone that happened to be nearby.\n\n[b]If[/b] there was anyone nearby to help him that is. \n\nLeo tried opening his eyes but that had failed when something kept his lids from opening. He was blinded to. Leo couldn’t remember how he got himself into this predicament, and he had even less clue about how he could get out of it. \n\nHis hand scurried around his side trying to find something that could help him with escaping. His fingers rubbed the cloth of what felt to be his belt. It felt soaked with thick liquid and all Leo could smell was the stench of copper. Leo tried to scramble around his pocket but it was completely empty. With a muffled curse and more struggling, he was rewarded with a bump on the ground he assumed he was getting dragged on.\n\nThen whatever had surrounded him unveiled itself and he was tossed carelessly away. He was still bound with the rope and well blinded, but he could feel the cool air wash across his body, giving him a shiver. \n\nHe could hear the rattling of what sounded like chains and next thing you know, cold steel confined his neck. He heard the noise of steel against leather and he guessed that someone had just unsheathed a knife. The tightness that embraced his limbs together preventing him from moving slowly started to release. His body sighing with relief when the rope finally released its hold and torture of his frame. His wounds though stung incredibly with pain he couldn’t remember getting in the first place.\n\nBefore he could truly call himself free, his wrists were instantly clasped with hard steel behind his shell as well as his ankles. Again, stopping him from being able to perform any movements. With a noise of frustration flying through the cloth, Leo tugged against the chains, but he gained no ground.\n\nWhoever was behind this, certainly didn’t trust him at all that he would manage to stay. \n\nLeo eventually gave up as his body cried for him to stop with the harassment and the mint green turtle collapsed on his knees. Heavy exhales and inhales busting through his nose since his mouth was too occupied at the moment trying to chew his way past the cloth.\n\n“Now, now. You don’t want to be doing that.”\n \nA dark voice spoke to him. Leo’s actions paused, his body turning ridged when he listened as closely as possible.\n\n“Master won’t be very pleased if you start chattering up too much noise. He hates a nuisance.” He recognized that voice. He’s encountered than man that belonged to that voice before many times, and many battles. Leo scowled past the cloth. Earning himself a bitter laugh.\n\n“You don’t know how much pleasure this gives me seeing you so defenseless. So weak. I could do anything with you right now. I could kill you for instance[s]---[/s]” \n\n“Hun!” A deeper man’s voice snapped. \n\nLeo knew that name! The man was overly large. He was blonde and often styled the pale hair into a braid. He had a purple dragon tattoo on his arm. Leo grunted as he retrieved his first set of memories. He knew Hun. He was the leader of a gang called ‘The Purple Dragons’. That often terrorized New York with their rough housing. Leo could remember fighting him and his gang with his brothers almost every night.\n\n“There will be no killing unless I command of it.”\n\n“Of course Master.”\n\n'Master?' Leo leaned in to listen closer but the chain around his neck prevented him from doing so. He knew that voice to, but it didn’t sound like anyone that he remembered that came from the gang. The purple dragons must be working for him. Was that who kidnapped him?\n\nHe could hear footsteps getting louder as the source came closer to him. \n\n“Finally. After so many years, I have managed to capture one of the turtles. This gives me so much advantage.” \nLeo could feel a hand clasp around his jaw and started forcibly twisting his head from side to side before his head was released harshly and he stumbled backwards on the floor. \n\n“Hun, grab Stockman. I want him to know that his test subject is retrieved.”\n\nLeo knew that name to. He was a scientist and he concluded a rather evil one at that and more memory’s appeared before him of plenty of battles. The man wasn’t entirely skilled at combat, but he had a brain to easily be able to replace his lack of fighting knowledge. \n \nHe could hear the man’s footsteps trail off into the distance till the room went silent for incredibly long minutes. He could hear the deep man’s voice talking, calling them by a name of ‘Foot Bots’.\n\nLeo pondered the name, he had a clear image of what they looked like and quite a few memories of fights with them. Were they the ones to kidnap him? Leo would have thought more about it if the sound of more footsteps entered the room and voices immediately pierced the air.\n\n“Ah there it is. The last piece I need for my experiments.”\n \nLeo mentally scowled at the name, ‘it’. As far as he knew he was not an ‘it’ and it just infuriated him that they would dare call him so. If he was going to be a test subject for some experiment. They didn’t have to state him an object. Leo shook the thought away as more hands touched over his body and he growled lowly. Making sure whoever was responsible for those hands knew he was incredibly uncomfortable and if he wasn’t gagged at the moment he would have bit them by now. In fact, if he wasn’t tied up he would be doing much more than biting. \nHe knew these people weren’t friendly’s. That much was stated very clear. But if they weren’t his arch enemy’s before, they certainly are now.\n\nHe felt the hands grope his face and turned his head once again before they squeezed on his biceps. Knocked his shell. Flicked his tail. Tickled his feet. Tapped on his joints causing them to jolt in their hold. The fingers trailed painfully along Leo’s cut’s and burns from the rope causing him snarled in annoyance and tried the best he could to scramble backwards where the chains finally gave him some room to move.\n\n“You dimwits!” An irritated shout burst suddenly from the man he could only guess was Baxter. “He’s too injured to perform any tests! Why they could back fire. Or worse, kill him if any of my experiments gets in his wounds and cause an infection. Then you’ll have to go retrieve me another.”\n\nAnother? Leo released a vile word at the sound of that. The only ones he knew of as himself was his brothers and he certainly wasn’t about to allow any mad scientist perform tests on them. Not that Leo had much of a choice. He was currently tied under his will and incapable to protect anyone at this point.\n\n“My apologizes Stockman.” A female voice now cut into the conversation. “Unfortunately my bots were incapable to capture the turtle without harming him. He proved to be some difficult.”\n\n“Karai, do not blame yourself. This was more than a successful mission.” \n\n“Thank you father.”\n\n'Father!?' Leo scowled under his breath. So the footbots weren’t working for the man. They were under control of the women who is the daughter of this ‘master’.\n\n“Well now the experiments have to wait till the specimen heals before I can begin.”\n\n“No trouble. Hun, take the prisoner to the cell.” \n\n“Right away Master Shredder.” \n\n\tShredder! Leo recalled that name all too well. More memory’s seeped in his subconscious from battles. Battles he’s failed. He and his family returning home completely scathed with their failures. Their father rushing up to them grimacing and worrying over them for disobeying his direct orders. [/i]\n\n. . .\n\nLeo twisted and turned on the bed. His breath turning into heavy pants and his sheets under him turned wet as the sweat poured off his body. Soft moans and muffled words flew past his lips as his nightmare continued to weave itself.\n\nThe mint green turtle snapped awake. His upper body heaving himself up into a sitting position as he gazed at his surroundings. Everything was the same as he left it from where he remembered going to bed. Nothing had moved. Nor did he. He was still in that same place he called home with his family. He was safe.\n\nLeo took a breath. His hand dropped from his chest where it held the place where his heart was located without even realizing it. He licked his suddenly dry lips and rubbed his forehead with a groan. \n\nThis was the first of the night terrors he got since returning home. He managed to either not sleep at all or sleep like the dead. Either way, he never managed to dream about anything till now. \n\nLeo grabbed the blue pillow that had fallen on the floor at some point and hugged it tightly to his chest as he stared up at his ceiling.\n\nHis mind repeated the nightmare over in his head. He recalled something as this happening to him. He remembered the pain of the ropes and chains. The smell of sweat and copper. The feelings of hands roaming over his body and torturing his poor wounds. And each voice, he could remember the face that they belong to. Even as his dream was pitch black the whole time. He picture what the person looked like from memory as the voices talked. \n\nCould he be remembering what had happened during the time he was kidnapped?\n\nLeo knew he felt like a huge piece of his past was missing something he couldn’t put his finger on long enough to figure it out. \n\nIt would be nice to know how exactly he got turned into a girl and for what purpose. Surely Shredder or Baxter would have mentioned something of the sort. But it was hopeless. The more Leo racked his brain for answers, the less he seemed to be able to retrieve. \n\nWith a tired and frustrated groan, Leo tossed the blue pillow to the side as it rolled off the edge of the bed again. He didn’t even bother trying to untangle the sheets that were in a pile all the way at the edge of the bed and just swung his legs around and pushed himself to his feet.\n\nLeo stretched out his sore joints and walked out of his room, down the hall, and soon found his way into the kitchen. What he wasn’t expecting to find was Raph was up to. Sitting on the dining room table with a glass of orange juice in hand. \n\nThe emerald turtle looked startled at his presence and nearly jumped out of seat in surprise.\n\n“Oh Leo. You’re awake.”\n\nLeo made an irritated grunt for an answer and shifted his feet across the floor as he went to the cabinets and grabbed a mug, filling it with water before setting it in the microwave to heat on instincts more than anything else. \n\n“Couldn’t sleep?”\n\nThe mint green turtle huffed and turned around. Putting his weight against the counter and yawning wide.\n\n“Yeah.” He finally muttered out.\n\nRaph looked down at his orange juice. Leo cocked his head to the side in confusion as he noticed how Raph’s knuckles were turning a pale green when he clenched the glass tightly in his grip.\n\n“What about you?” He asked. \n\n“Same. I tried everything. Just couldn’t get myself to sleep.”\n\n“Hm.” Leo replied. Turning around when the microwave beeped. He took out his mug and grabbed a tea packet before plopping it in the water. “Have you tried sleeping pills?”\n\n\tRaph sighed, “I just had one the other night. I can’t take them again for a while.” Leo nodded. His fingers fiddling with the string as he continuously picked up and dipped the tea packet in the water. \n\n\t“Tried training to tire yourself out?”\n\n\t“Yep.”\n\n\t“Warm milk?”\n\n\t“I’m drinking orange juice.” Raph replied with a huff. Leo let the edge of his lips curl into a lazy smirk.\n\n\t“Now that would probably get you more awake. Juice has sugar you know.”\n\n\t“I just don’t want milk.” Leo didn’t protest but just let the emerald eyed reptile drink his juice. Silence befell between the two as Leo continued to give his full attention on his mug. Once the water fully absorbed the herbs, Leo tossed the soaked packet into the trash before he took a sip.\n\n\t“So what about you? Why can’t you sleep?”\n\n\tThe sudden question caught the sapphire eyed terrapin off guard. He shrugged and took another sip. Considering if he should tell Raph about the nightmares or not.\n\n\t“Just[s]---[/s] been having some bad dreams.” Raph eyed Leo curiously.\n\n\t“What about?”\n\n\tLeo smiled awkwardly and looked to the wall to keep his eyes from roaming over the emerald body as they seem to find themselves doing quite often. “Oh you know. The usual.”\n\n\t“Monsters?”\n\n\t“Yeah.”\n\n\t“Leo, the last time you dreamed of monsters to the point it kept you up was when you were five.” Leo scowled at his brother and made a noise of displeasure when he took another drink. Both his hands clenching the cup.\n\n\t“Well it wasn’t something I like dreaming about. So can you just shut up about it?” That caused Raph to laugh.\n\n\t“Stop laughing!” Leo’s high pitched voice squeaked when he spoke. Growling as it seemed that only got Raph to laugh harder. Leo grumbled and pouted as he pulled his attention back to the tea he was determined to finish before plowing the cup into his brothers head. Eventually the laughs fell back into awkward silence. \n\n\t“Hey Leo?”\n\n\t“Hm?” The blue masked ninja looked back at Raph. The emerald turtle gulped uncomfortably as he gazed into those sapphire eyes that seemed to do a lot to his heart. He licked his lips and chewed on them for a bit before he spoke.\n\n\t“I uhm[s]---[/s] m’sorry.” He muttered under his breath. Leo’s eyes widen in surprise. \n\nThinking he didn’t hear right he asked, “Excuse me?” Raph managed to pry his sights away from his cup and over to Leo but he regretted it and immediately stood up. \n\n“You know what? Never mind.” Raph grabbed the glass, planning on dumping the left over liquid in the sink but his movements were put on hold when a hand clasped around his bicep. He looked at Leo in astonishment. He didn’t even realized the turtle had moved! He supposed he should have been relieved Leo’s skillful ninja training was still perfectly intact, and probably improved from how light he was now. But in his case now, not so much.\n\n“No. Raph, what did you say?”\n\nRaph looked to Leo and pursed his lips as he thought of what to say. His mouth opened and closed several times but no words came out. \n\n“M’sorry for snapping at you the way I did. I took things too far, and maybe I should have just reasoned with you and try to understand instead of jumping to[s]---[/s]” His ramblings were halted when Leo’s finger pressed against his lips. His eyes widen to abnormal size at the action.\n\n“I forgive you. I’m sorry to.” Raph stared in astonishment. Leo managed to forgive him so easily? After everything he said to him and everything that happened? Leo can just say he forgives him with one simple word? Raph didn’t want to believe it, but his mind wouldn’t allow him to. Not that it ever did. He contemplated those deep blue orbs and he just happened to notice that they had specks of light blue in them. His heart made a sudden leap when he spotted that same sparkle in them as before. \n\nHe had noticed that Leo’s eyes had become slightly bigger than originally. Plus his facial features seemed to have softened barely. But despite those small semi changes, Raph could still see his same brothers face, and he actually felt thankful for that.\n\n “Raph?” The sound of Leo’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts. \n\n“Hm?”\n\n“I should go.”\n\n“Yeah, I should to.” And with that, the two body’s separated feet away. Leo chugged down the last of his tea and set it in the sink before walking out of the kitchen. Not even bothering to look back to see if Raph was following.\n\nRaph groaned loudly and rubbed the space between his eyes. He eyed the glass of orange juice and just sneered at it. Grabbing it and dumping the left over contents out in the sink, he walked down the hall to his room. Noting the sound of a door slam from Leo’s room before he erased this night out of his memories. Shutting the door behind him and rolling skillfully on his hammock. \n\nMaybe just one more sleeping pill wouldn’t be too harmful. \n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Chapter 17-

\tLeonardo could feel himself being dragged. The only thing he could see was the darkness spread about him like a black sheet. He didn’t have a clue where he was or what was happening. He figured it may have been night time, but there was no stars to light up the dark sky.

\tHe could feel the roughness of some sort of fabric wrapped quite tightly around him. Leo attempted to move his arms but they were bound by something coarse and thick that continued to cut into his skin the more he struggled. Leo’s fingers moved everywhere he could reach and hooked around what felt to be rope. He tugged and pulled but the rope wouldn’t release around him. Making a soft muffled distressed sound, his tongue tasting the bitterness of cloth and copper. He knew he was gagged. Though he could still make noise, they weren’t nearly loud enough to alert anyone that happened to be nearby.

If there was anyone nearby to help him that is.

Leo tried opening his eyes but that had failed when something kept his lids from opening. He was blinded to. Leo couldn’t remember how he got himself into this predicament, and he had even less clue about how he could get out of it.

His hand scurried around his side trying to find something that could help him with escaping. His fingers rubbed the cloth of what felt to be his belt. It felt soaked with thick liquid and all Leo could smell was the stench of copper. Leo tried to scramble around his pocket but it was completely empty. With a muffled curse and more struggling, he was rewarded with a bump on the ground he assumed he was getting dragged on.

Then whatever had surrounded him unveiled itself and he was tossed carelessly away. He was still bound with the rope and well blinded, but he could feel the cool air wash across his body, giving him a shiver.

He could hear the rattling of what sounded like chains and next thing you know, cold steel confined his neck. He heard the noise of steel against leather and he guessed that someone had just unsheathed a knife. The tightness that embraced his limbs together preventing him from moving slowly started to release. His body sighing with relief when the rope finally released its hold and torture of his frame. His wounds though stung incredibly with pain he couldn’t remember getting in the first place.

Before he could truly call himself free, his wrists were instantly clasped with hard steel behind his shell as well as his ankles. Again, stopping him from being able to perform any movements. With a noise of frustration flying through the cloth, Leo tugged against the chains, but he gained no ground.

Whoever was behind this, certainly didn’t trust him at all that he would manage to stay.

Leo eventually gave up as his body cried for him to stop with the harassment and the mint green turtle collapsed on his knees. Heavy exhales and inhales busting through his nose since his mouth was too occupied at the moment trying to chew his way past the cloth.

“Now, now. You don’t want to be doing that.”
 
A dark voice spoke to him. Leo’s actions paused, his body turning ridged when he listened as closely as possible.

“Master won’t be very pleased if you start chattering up too much noise. He hates a nuisance.” He recognized that voice. He’s encountered than man that belonged to that voice before many times, and many battles. Leo scowled past the cloth. Earning himself a bitter laugh.

“You don’t know how much pleasure this gives me seeing you so defenseless. So weak. I could do anything with you right now. I could kill you for instance---”

“Hun!” A deeper man’s voice snapped.

Leo knew that name! The man was overly large. He was blonde and often styled the pale hair into a braid. He had a purple dragon tattoo on his arm. Leo grunted as he retrieved his first set of memories. He knew Hun. He was the leader of a gang called ‘The Purple Dragons’. That often terrorized New York with their rough housing. Leo could remember fighting him and his gang with his brothers almost every night.

“There will be no killing unless I command of it.”

“Of course Master.”

'Master?' Leo leaned in to listen closer but the chain around his neck prevented him from doing so. He knew that voice to, but it didn’t sound like anyone that he remembered that came from the gang. The purple dragons must be working for him. Was that who kidnapped him?

He could hear footsteps getting louder as the source came closer to him.

“Finally. After so many years, I have managed to capture one of the turtles. This gives me so much advantage.”
Leo could feel a hand clasp around his jaw and started forcibly twisting his head from side to side before his head was released harshly and he stumbled backwards on the floor.

“Hun, grab Stockman. I want him to know that his test subject is retrieved.”

Leo knew that name to. He was a scientist and he concluded a rather evil one at that and more memory’s appeared before him of plenty of battles. The man wasn’t entirely skilled at combat, but he had a brain to easily be able to replace his lack of fighting knowledge.
 
He could hear the man’s footsteps trail off into the distance till the room went silent for incredibly long minutes. He could hear the deep man’s voice talking, calling them by a name of ‘Foot Bots’.

Leo pondered the name, he had a clear image of what they looked like and quite a few memories of fights with them. Were they the ones to kidnap him? Leo would have thought more about it if the sound of more footsteps entered the room and voices immediately pierced the air.

“Ah there it is. The last piece I need for my experiments.”
 
Leo mentally scowled at the name, ‘it’. As far as he knew he was not an ‘it’ and it just infuriated him that they would dare call him so. If he was going to be a test subject for some experiment. They didn’t have to state him an object. Leo shook the thought away as more hands touched over his body and he growled lowly. Making sure whoever was responsible for those hands knew he was incredibly uncomfortable and if he wasn’t gagged at the moment he would have bit them by now. In fact, if he wasn’t tied up he would be doing much more than biting.
He knew these people weren’t friendly’s. That much was stated very clear. But if they weren’t his arch enemy’s before, they certainly are now.

He felt the hands grope his face and turned his head once again before they squeezed on his biceps. Knocked his shell. Flicked his tail. Tickled his feet. Tapped on his joints causing them to jolt in their hold. The fingers trailed painfully along Leo’s cut’s and burns from the rope causing him snarled in annoyance and tried the best he could to scramble backwards where the chains finally gave him some room to move.

“You dimwits!” An irritated shout burst suddenly from the man he could only guess was Baxter. “He’s too injured to perform any tests! Why they could back fire. Or worse, kill him if any of my experiments gets in his wounds and cause an infection. Then you’ll have to go retrieve me another.”

Another? Leo released a vile word at the sound of that. The only ones he knew of as himself was his brothers and he certainly wasn’t about to allow any mad scientist perform tests on them. Not that Leo had much of a choice. He was currently tied under his will and incapable to protect anyone at this point.

“My apologizes Stockman.” A female voice now cut into the conversation. “Unfortunately my bots were incapable to capture the turtle without harming him. He proved to be some difficult.”

“Karai, do not blame yourself. This was more than a successful mission.”

“Thank you father.”

'Father!?' Leo scowled under his breath. So the footbots weren’t working for the man. They were under control of the women who is the daughter of this ‘master’.

“Well now the experiments have to wait till the specimen heals before I can begin.”

“No trouble. Hun, take the prisoner to the cell.”

“Right away Master Shredder.”

\tShredder! Leo recalled that name all too well. More memory’s seeped in his subconscious from battles. Battles he’s failed. He and his family returning home completely scathed with their failures. Their father rushing up to them grimacing and worrying over them for disobeying his direct orders.

.  .  .

Leo twisted and turned on the bed. His breath turning into heavy pants and his sheets under him turned wet as the sweat poured off his body. Soft moans and muffled words flew past his lips as his nightmare continued to weave itself.

The mint green turtle snapped awake. His upper body heaving himself up into a sitting position as he gazed at his surroundings. Everything was the same as he left it from where he remembered going to bed. Nothing had moved. Nor did he. He was still in that same place he called home with his family. He was safe.

Leo took a breath. His hand dropped from his chest where it held the place where his heart was located without even realizing it. He licked his suddenly dry lips and rubbed his forehead with a groan.

This was the first of the night terrors he got since returning home. He managed to either not sleep at all or sleep like the dead. Either way, he never managed to dream about anything till now.

Leo grabbed the blue pillow that had fallen on the floor at some point and hugged it tightly to his chest as he stared up at his ceiling.

His mind repeated the nightmare over in his head. He recalled something as this happening to him. He remembered the pain of the ropes and chains. The smell of sweat and copper. The feelings of hands roaming over his body and torturing his poor wounds. And each voice, he could remember the face that they belong to. Even as his dream was pitch black the whole time. He picture what the person looked like from memory as the voices talked.

Could he be remembering what had happened during the time he was kidnapped?

Leo knew he felt like a huge piece of his past was missing something he couldn’t put his finger on long enough to figure it out.

It would be nice to know how exactly he got turned into a girl and for what purpose. Surely Shredder or Baxter would have mentioned something of the sort. But it was hopeless. The more Leo racked his brain for answers, the less he seemed to be able to retrieve.

With a tired and frustrated groan, Leo tossed the blue pillow to the side as it rolled off the edge of the bed again. He didn’t even bother trying to untangle the sheets that were in a pile all the way at the edge of the bed and just swung his legs around and pushed himself to his feet.

Leo stretched out his sore joints and walked out of his room, down the hall, and soon found his way into the kitchen. What he wasn’t expecting to find was Raph was up to. Sitting on the dining room table with a glass of orange juice in hand.

The emerald turtle looked startled at his presence and nearly jumped out of seat in surprise.

“Oh Leo. You’re awake.”

Leo made an irritated grunt for an answer and shifted his feet across the floor as he went to the cabinets and grabbed a mug, filling it with water before setting it in the microwave to heat on instincts more than anything else.

“Couldn’t sleep?”

The mint green turtle huffed and turned around. Putting his weight against the counter and yawning wide.

“Yeah.” He finally muttered out.

Raph looked down at his orange juice. Leo cocked his head to the side in confusion as he noticed how Raph’s knuckles were turning a pale green when he clenched the glass tightly in his grip.

“What about you?” He asked.

“Same. I tried everything. Just couldn’t get myself to sleep.”

“Hm.” Leo replied. Turning around when the microwave beeped. He took out his mug and grabbed a tea packet before plopping it in the water. “Have you tried sleeping pills?”

\tRaph sighed, “I just had one the other night. I can’t take them again for a while.” Leo nodded. His fingers fiddling with the string as he continuously picked up and dipped the tea packet in the water.

\t“Tried training to tire yourself out?”

\t“Yep.”

\t“Warm milk?”

\t“I’m drinking orange juice.” Raph replied with a huff. Leo let the edge of his lips curl into a lazy smirk.

\t“Now that would probably get you more awake. Juice has sugar you know.”

\t“I just don’t want milk.” Leo didn’t protest but just let the emerald eyed reptile drink his juice. Silence befell between the two as Leo continued to give his full attention on his mug. Once the water fully absorbed the herbs, Leo tossed the soaked packet into the trash before he took a sip.

\t“So what about you? Why can’t you sleep?”

\tThe sudden question caught the sapphire eyed terrapin off guard. He shrugged and took another sip. Considering if he should tell Raph about the nightmares or not.

\t“Just--- been having some bad dreams.” Raph eyed Leo curiously.

\t“What about?”

\tLeo smiled awkwardly and looked to the wall to keep his eyes from roaming over the emerald body as they seem to find themselves doing quite often. “Oh you know. The usual.”

\t“Monsters?”

\t“Yeah.”

\t“Leo, the last time you dreamed of monsters to the point it kept you up was when you were five.” Leo scowled at his brother and made a noise of displeasure when he took another drink. Both his hands clenching the cup.

\t“Well it wasn’t something I like dreaming about. So can you just shut up about it?” That caused Raph to laugh.

\t“Stop laughing!” Leo’s high pitched voice squeaked when he spoke. Growling as it seemed that only got Raph to laugh harder. Leo grumbled and pouted as he pulled his attention back to the tea he was determined to finish before plowing the cup into his brothers head. Eventually the laughs fell back into awkward silence.

\t“Hey Leo?”

\t“Hm?” The blue masked ninja looked back at Raph. The emerald turtle gulped uncomfortably as he gazed into those sapphire eyes that seemed to do a lot to his heart. He licked his lips and chewed on them for a bit before he spoke.

\t“I uhm--- m’sorry.” He muttered under his breath. Leo’s eyes widen in surprise.

Thinking he didn’t hear right he asked, “Excuse me?” Raph managed to pry his sights away from his cup and over to Leo but he regretted it and immediately stood up.

“You know what? Never mind.” Raph grabbed the glass, planning on dumping the left over liquid in the sink but his movements were put on hold when a hand clasped around his bicep. He looked at Leo in astonishment. He didn’t even realized the turtle had moved! He supposed he should have been relieved Leo’s skillful ninja training was still perfectly intact, and probably improved from how light he was now. But in his case now, not so much.

“No. Raph, what did you say?”

Raph looked to Leo and pursed his lips as he thought of what to say. His mouth opened and closed several times but no words came out.

“M’sorry for snapping at you the way I did. I took things too far, and maybe I should have just reasoned with you and try to understand instead of jumping to---” His ramblings were halted when Leo’s finger pressed against his lips. His eyes widen to abnormal size at the action.

“I forgive you. I’m sorry to.” Raph stared in astonishment. Leo managed to forgive him so easily? After everything he said to him and everything that happened? Leo can just say he forgives him with one simple word? Raph didn’t want to believe it, but his mind wouldn’t allow him to. Not that it ever did. He contemplated those deep blue orbs and he just happened to notice that they had specks of light blue in them. His heart made a sudden leap when he spotted that same sparkle in them as before.

He had noticed that Leo’s eyes had become slightly bigger than originally. Plus his facial features seemed to have softened barely. But despite those small semi changes, Raph could still see his same brothers face, and he actually felt thankful for that.

 “Raph?” The sound of Leo’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

“Hm?”

“I should go.”

“Yeah, I should to.” And with that, the two body’s separated feet away. Leo chugged down the last of his tea and set it in the sink before walking out of the kitchen. Not even bothering to look back to see if Raph was following.

Raph groaned loudly and rubbed the space between his eyes. He eyed the glass of orange juice and just sneered at it. Grabbing it and dumping the left over contents out in the sink, he walked down the hall to his room. Noting the sound of a door slam from Leo’s room before he erased this night out of his memories. Shutting the door behind him and rolling skillfully on his hammock.

Maybe just one more sleeping pill wouldn’t be too harmful.
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