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These are chapters 1-7.

ALSO: An amazing illustration to Chapter 4 by MS_Obscure!

Warning: turtlecest, graphic sex (a lot of it) and lies.", "writing": "[center][b]Chapter1[/b][/center]\nLeo was losing a fight. He had been planning to lose this fight from the start but this notion didn't make it any easier. Neither did the fact that it was practice. Leo had to admit that his brother improved a lot during his absence and no-weapon sparring was slowly becoming his home territory. Leo was pretty sure he still had an edge with weapons, though he had no desire to test it.\n\nHis line of thought was interrupted by a high kick he dodged. He counter attacked with a series of low blows that Raph parried, closing the distance between the strikes. Leo moved back. Raph tried to come close to properly use his advantage of strength and greater body mass. The blue-banded turtle tried to keep the distance.\n\nWhack. Another high kick that Leo dodged landed in a wall. Did they cross the dojo already? Leo's eyes slightly widened in realization that he allowed to corner himself.\n\nRaph grinned. Being able to defeat Leo was both new and invigorating to him. Sometimes he thought that maybe Leo had let him win, but tonight was clearly not the case.\n\nThe hothead was so pleased with himself that he seemed not to notice a slight opening in his stance. Seizing his chance, Leo delivered a blow to his brother' midsection, intent to knock him aside and get onto open ground again. Raph missed the blow but the opening turned into the trap – he managed to catch Leo's wrist and use the momentum of Leo's own strike to spin him around and toss onto the concrete. \n\nThe leader should have been proud – he had shown Raph this trick in the first place – but he was too busy grouping for the fall. He still thought to roll away and get free.\nHis brother had other plans. Twenty stones of turtle weight landed square on top of Leo knocking him onto his back and he found himself effectively pinned down.\n\n\"Oh no, you aint going anywhere, bro\" - Raph's amber eyes were laughing. His breath was hitched by the impact but he was really enjoying this. \n\nThere were still options, Leo knew. Had it been a real fight, he would have gone for pressure points. He probably still could struggle free using his legs. But instead he reached up and placed a quick kiss on Raph's beak acknowledging defeat. \n\nRaph yanked his wrists up then and pinned them above his head. Holding Leo's hands with one hand, he glided the other down the underside of his arm and the side lingering on a subtle border between the hip and the thigh. Tilting his head a little, he watched his leader breathing falter for the first time this evening.\n\nThe pulse point on Leo's neck was beating visibly. Raphael was always fascinated to see his brother come undone like this from a mere touch. He ran his calloused hand halfway up Leo's plastron before stroking back down a little more persistent this time. His fingers were sliding along the scutes right to the spot where Leo's cock was hidden and Leo tensed anticipating Raph's fingers to touch the delicate area. \n\nHowever at the last moment Raph's hand turned aside and came lower down to caress the delicate skin on Leo's thigh. That earned Raph a strangled sound that escaped the lips of his usually impassionate brother before the blue-banded turtle regained his control and pulled his hands free.\n\"Not.. not here, Raph. Everyone is still up\"\n\nEmerald turtle squatted back, a slow grin never leaving his face. His voice was a thick rumble when he answered: \"Your room then, Fearless\".\n\nLeo rose and went for the door not bothering to answer or even look back. The Lair outside the dojo was full of sounds. TV produced some frantic mumble punctuated by flickers of light. It probably was some nonsense TV-show, no wonder Mikey was rooted to the couch totally fascinated by it and oblivious to the surroundings.\n\nSoft cracking of the veteran wheelchair, followed by a sigh and a burst of clicking told Leo that Don was still in his lab. Unmistakable aroma of the freshly made jasmine tea and a thin ray of light coming through the shutters hinted that their father was enjoying his supper tea in private.\n\nThe path was clear and the blue-banded ninja gave the \"all clear\" sign. He didn't need to look back to see if Raph was following him to his room – the hothead's presence behind made his skin burn and legs feel warm and numb. He just hoped it didn't show.\n\nSilently they tiptoed to Leo's room and shut the door behind them.\n\nJust as they were gone from sight, Mikey turned to stare speculating at the shut door. He's been wondering what the two were up to for quite some time already. There were all these subtle changes you cannot really put a name to. He's tried hinting, he's tried to interrogate Leo in an innocent matter, shell, he even tagged along Raph's and Casey drinking night out hoping that a little alcohol would untie Raph's tongue.\n\nThat night's been nothing near \"little\". The hangover was also huge. And he didn't remember much of it, which was probably for better.\n\nFirst he thought that they were preparing some secret present for the Mutation Day. He'd even searched Leo's room while Leo was out on a supply run. Found some boring books.\nThis whole mystery was challenging his detective powers as well as ninja skills, and Michelangelo loved a good challenge.\n\n****\nThey were doing this… thing for some time already and Raph felt it was time to maybe move a little further. Kisses, handjobs and even blowjobs occasionally were fine, but surely it wasn't all it was about?\n\nSometimes late at night he dreamed about Leo trashing under him, flushed, with sheen of sweat on his skin and lust in his eyes. Leo in his dreams would open up for him, beg him to take him. And he would pound into his brother's hot wetness, make him shiver with pleasure. Leo would suck at his fingers while he fucked him and that was usually the point when Raph woke up to his own orgasm, screaming.\n\nIn the morning he had to admit that he was having nightmares again, and shrug off the mild concern of his family. He's never told anyone – least of all Leo – what kind if \"nightmares\" he was having.\n\nRaph didn't remember when it all started. Was it that night on a rooftop when they had a really bad fight – and neither of them remembered now what was that all about? When Leo pinned him down and won by a kiss? Well, not exactly won… but not lost either.\nOr perhaps it had started a little earlier with this contest of stares and \"not talking\"? \nWas it the Mating season? A full moon? Fate?\n\nMaybe Lao cared about deep reasons, Raph sure as shell didn't.\nThey've never properly talked about what was going on, partly afraid to scare it away, partly because neither of them wanted to pick up a fight.\n\nAt first they struggled for control in this just as they did in everything else, however when it came to blows the fight turned into a hot prelude. Now it was kind of a routine. No weapon sparring meant sex. Supply run together meant sex. \n\nThey kept it low in a silent agreement that this secret was theirs only. And they were \nexploring.\n\nTwo weeks of unsure snuggling and kisses made them both head off for research. Leo borrowed an old biology textbook from Don, who immediately offered his tuting help. Leo turned the offer down and that earned him a dubious look from the genius. Leo tiptoed around Don ever since, certain that the brainiac had suspicions.\n\nRaph took some time to gather his courage and ask Casey to get him certain magazines.\n\"Ain't ya too young for this, pal? I mean, what are you? 15?\" Casey's concern was touchy, especially noting that he asked it when he was already handing the goods over.\n\"Gimme that!\" Raph snatched the magazine from his pal's hands and flipped through it impatiently. Then he suddenly realized that his friend was studying him and stopped his frantic search.\n\nHe even forced himself to stay nonchalant and go along their roofs patrolling routine. However, occasional sideway glances that Casey shot him told him that he hadn't fooled anyone.\n\nNot that he cared much.\n\nThat night they've met somewhat solemnly to share the trophies. Unfortunately, both seemed of no use: their mutated bodies were too far from both species. They've tried some things. It was awkward.\n\n[center][b]Chapter 2[/b][/center]\n\n\"You want me what?\" Leo raised an eyebrow at his brother, not sure if the hothead just said what he thought he'd heard.\n\n\"Relax, Fearless, I just wanna look at ya\" Raph grinned, shoving him gently towards his own bed. Once they reached it, Leo toppled over, landing on his shell. Raph placed a reassuring kiss on his beak. That didn't make the blue-banded turtle feel any more comfortable though. Raph snatched a pillow and yanked the rim of Leo's shell up to stash it under him. Leo briefly wondered if he chose the right time to give in and play along. His bottom was popped up at an awkward angle and he knew it would take an effort to roll over or edge out now. Not that Raph would go against their agreement, would he?\n\n\" Ughm.. I must admit I feel rather silly right now\"\n\nRaph grinned at that kneeling between his spread legs. He ran his hands up Leo's legs, tracing the muscles, and then he leaned in to lick at the line where leg becomes a crotch. Leo's tail, normally modestly concealed was now free and wiggling slightly. Raph smiled at the view them caught it into his mouth and sucked a little.\nLeo gulped.\n\n\"Still feeling silly up there?\" Raph's voice was a soft rumble somewhere inside him. His fingers were toying with Leo's tail and teasing at his bulging slit even as he spoke.\nLeo showed a marvel of self-control, as it only took him a couple of heartbeats to catch back his breath and answer:\" No-o?\"\n\nA dark chuckle was the only answer he got as the slow teasing continued. It didn't take long to tease his cock out and stroke it to full erection. Raph was pumping it in long slow movements and Leo felt his head roll up by itself as pleasure grew. \n\nRaph dived in to suck at the base of Leo's member and that felt good. Then he moved lower still and his warm tongue left a wet trace down to Leo's entrance. The older turtle was about to voice protest, but Raph chose this very moment to lick his palm and run it over the head of his cock and Leo's hips went up involuntary to push into that wetness.\n\nRaph sucked at the base of his shaft some more then ran his tongue up and swallowed the head. The position didn't allow much movement, so Leo relaxed and let himself get a little vocal to encourage his brother. He knew that Raphael loved all kinds of sex sound he could squeeze out of him, so why not award him?\n\nRaphael grinned around his cock when he heard soft purrs and soft moans that indicated Leo's reaction. Leo might think he was being careless and vivid, but in truth one had to listen carefully to register those soft sounds. Of course, that only made them more precious.\n\nLeo drifted off with the sensation but an unexpected touch opened his eyes. Literally. \"Uhgm... Raph? We had a deal...\"\n\nRaph's mouth left his cock, as the darker turtle had to stop his ministrations to answer. The probing finger, circling the outer rim of Leo's anus, however, didn't stop. \"I am aware of that\", - Raph said – \"something troublin' ya up there?\"\n\nThe well-played innocense in his voice told Leo that his brother knew perfectly well what was troubling him.\n\nTaking the silence for an answer, Raph went down on him again, returning the blessed warmth to Leo's suffering member. And Leo allowed himself to be carried away once again.\n\nThe finger in question pressed against the tight muscles of turtle's entrance and started pushing in and Leo tried to wiggle away a little, hoping that Raph would get the message.\nThe finger followed his movement. Leo wiggled some more.\n\nSuddenly Raph stopped all his activity and hovered over his brother.\n\"Look, Leo, I've only got two hands. If you want me to go on with this\", - and he pumped Leo's cock a couple of times indicating what \"this\" meant, - \"ya have ta stop wiggling, man.\"\n\nSilence was his answer again. Grinning, the emerald tutrle returned to his position between Leo's legs and licked his fingers a couple of times before continuing blowing his brother. Wet finger slipped into the older turtle with less effort, but Leo tensed and hissed at the intrusion nevertheless.\n\n\"Lube\", - he whispered. Raph looked up from his crotch. \"What was that?\"\nLeo cleared his throat and said louder: \"Lube. There is lube under the matress at your left\"\n\nRaph's tongue traced down the green shaft and played with the hole his hand had just deserted, then he said: \"Why would I need lube?\"\n\nLeo's mind was racing. He wanted for Raph to take him for some time now, he even played with his ass a couple of times, imagining how it would be, but in no way did he want to be raw-fucked. He even stashed lube in his bed to avoid the case. He even made Raph promise that if they wanted to get any further they should discuss and agree on it first. \nSpeaking about sex was very frustrating for the uptight brother. Yet with Raph being so thick at times, he couldn't avoid it.\n\nFlushing heavily, Leo forced: \"If you wanna fuck me, you better use lube.\"\n\"Whatever ya say\" came the answer before Raph swallowed him down again. Leo's hips bucked up as he felt Raph's throat tighten around the tip of his dick. As he relaxed back, he felt a sleak finger penetrate him again, sliding in for it's whole length. \n\nRaph puled it half-way out and in several times, then tried croocking it inside Leo's warm confines. At some point he hit something special inside the older turtle and Leo shuddered from head to toe. A moan escaped him and this time you didn't have to listen carefully to register it.\n\nRaph grinned and looked up again:\n\"Yo, Leo, we had a deal, right? So watcha want: do ya wanna me fuck ya, or should I just.. stop?\"\n\nLeo squeezed his eyes shut and turned his face away. Raph's finger was rubbing gently at his inners and he couldn't stop panting. Flush creeped down his neck when he finally managed: \"Do it.\"\n\"Do what?\" Raphael insisted, enjoying the show very much. His own cock was out and screaming for attention, but he wanted to settle this first.\n\nLeo suddenly faced him and met his gaze with clear eyes:\n\"Fuck me. I want you to. I command you to\".\n\"Shell..\" Raph whispered. It was like Leo packed up all the fire he was feeling and sent it his way.\n\nAll Raph's devious intentions to tease the consent out of Leo and save it for the next time evaporated. He let go of his brother for a moment to coat his erection with lube and started pushing in slowly. He was much bigger than his finger. Leo was beyond caring.\n\nBuried to the hilt, Raph kept unmoving, giving Leo time to ajust. His hand, still sleak with lube, stroke up and down Leo's dick, keeping him balanced on the verge.\n\nFinally, the hothead felt he couldn't wait any longer. He let go of Leo's cock to grasp his legs and started moving. It took just a few probing stabs for Leo to reach his climax. The older turtle shook through his orgasm, churring aloud, and Raph sped up, trying to catch up with him. Wet satin walls of Leo's insides tightened around his cock, providing the perfect vacuum, but it was too slow. The pressure and fire that should finally burst out of the emerald turtle were building up too slow. \n\nLeo was coming down from his heights and hissed, signaling his pain.\n\nRaph pulled out of him, yanked the pillow from under his shell and looked over the display. His hand blurred over his cock, as he took in sweaty Leo, covered in milky stains and splashes of his own semen, his legs apart, his cock still somewhat erect, his hole still trembling and open, glistening with lube and Raph's precome.\n\nLeo was his. His Leo had begged him to fuck him.\n\nWith this thought Raph gasped and came, pouring onto Leo's messy plastron.\n\nRaph managed to snatch a towel and clean most of the mess before collapsing beside his brother. \n\"You broke our deal\" - said Leo. Raph huffed: \"Don't remember ya saying \"no\". Besides, ya ordered me too. And now, since ya discovered the slutty part of you, the deal is off anyway\" The emerald turtle molded himself along his brother's side and closed his eyes.\nLeo smiled, watching him: \"Im not complaining\".\n\n[center][b]Chapter 3.[/b][/center]\n\nDonatello couldn't believe his eyes. He started to watch the tape several times and the reality still didn't register with him. Could it be true? He rewinded back and started again. \n\nLeo and Raph came into view and they appeared to be talking. Too bad the obsevation cameras didn't record sound. Raph punched Leo's shoulder but it wasn't a real fight, both were smiling. Leo punched back and said something. \n\nRaph pushed him against the tunnel wall, pressed himself at Leo plastron to plastron. Don felt his skin tingle. He was going to check if the tape had any traces of montage or any other evidence that someone's been messing with it, but instead he watched for a sixth time how Raph nudged his knee between Leo's thighs and pulled blue bandana tails before nipping at Leo's exposed neck. It was the look of intent pleasure on the leader face that made the scene impossible to tear eyes from. \n\nLeo's hands pressed down on Raph's shoulders and Raph let him go only to go down before Leo, who put a hand on the back of emerald turtle's head and was guiding him to his cock peaking out of its confines. \n\nDon found himself panting, as he watched Raph slowly lick up along the opening. His fingers traced down his front as he repeated the movement of Raphaels' toungue and surpressed a moan when his own cock peaked out.\n\nLeo on screen leaned onto the wall, a slight tremor of his knees indicating it had become hard for him to stand upright. His mouth was slightly open, and Don's imagination filled for all the sounds he must have been making. He barely registered what his own hand was doing he just knew it was a pale likeness of what went on on the screen.\n\nRaph's hands were ghosting around his brother's thighs, dissapearing from view but somehow Don knew for sure that Raph played with Leo's tail. What else could drive the leader so wild in such a short time?\n\nLeo said something and Raph moved back grinning up to him. For the first time Don really took a look at Leo's cock. Leo was quite big. There was no way his cock could fit into Raph's mouth unless the hothead was swallowing. \n\nRaph was swallowing! The thought made Donnie bite his lower lip as he tried to mimick that with his hand, tightening his grip right below the very head of his cock. He nearly came from the intense sensation it brought him. He even had to squeeze the base of his shaft to make sure it didn't happen yet.\n\nSteadied, he risked another glance at the screen. First thing that got his attention was Raph standing half-turned to the camera and pumping his erection in long steady rhythm. \n\nRaph was as big as Leo. Probably even a little bigger. Don couldn't compare them because Leo... Leo was getting on all fours, knees and elbows, popping his ass up. His tail wiggled a little, as Leo willed it turn aside, revealing his little hole. \n\nSeeing his leader in such a submissive position sent Don's skin a-burning, especially when Leo turned to cast a look at Raph over his shoulder. His gaze was filled with such raw passion, that Don felt a responding churr vibrate through his own chest. \n\nWhen Raph moved into position and lined himself with Leo's entrance Don felt he couldn't hold no longer. He tensed and came, looking through fogy eyes at the screen where two overly sexy turtles were screwing each others brains out. \n\nWhen he caught his breath the pair on the screen still hasn't finished, but his brain was back into operation now and he looked at the video from a whole new angle.\n\nWhy would they want to show him this? It sure explained some recent changes in their behavior like Raph's newfound calmness or Leo's somewhat playful mood. Still, why show him?\n\nGranted, he got a damn hot masturbation video. Surely, it was not the sole purpose of the show?\n\nIn few days Don got another tape. Then one more. His brothers acted as though nothing happened. He too didn't bring this subject up. He just started a home porn collection. \n\nDonatello was sure that Leo had been aware of the camera – the leader had a sixth sense for those, besides, he helped Don to set up their surveillance. So the purple banded turtle felt free to use the tapes for his own pleasure.\n\n******\nMikey thought he saw a pattern. Whatever his brothers did behind that closed doors of Leo's room, it had to do with extra sparring sessions they started to have rather regularly. Was something on?\n\nMikey was waay to smart to try evesdropping at Leo's door, knowing that Leo out-ninjaed them all by a head-and-a-half. However, in few weeks of vane attempts to get information otherwise, evesdropping was slowly becoming his last resort.\n\nSo one day, when the pair tiptoed to Leo's room and shut the door, Mikey silently abandoned one of his favorite action shows (knowledge requires sacrificies, you know?) and rooted himself \njust outside the door, careful to breath slowly and silently.\n\nAt first he couldn't make out anything. Then he heard a soft moan that for some reason made his heart beat faster. Shifting slightly to press his earslit tighter to the door, Mikey strained to catch everything.\n\nSomeone was breathing heavily, then there was that moan again, followed by Raph's guttural \"yeahh... S'right... show me, how slutty ya are...\" Mikey's eyes widened and he felt his toes curl.\nDid they really?\n\nLeo's churr accompanied buy Raph's grunts and sounds of skin smacking against skin took all doubts away. Mikey felt a heat wave rush up his body and half-closed his eyes, sliding a hand down his front. Before it could reach its destination, however, his wrist was caught by someone else's hand and a second hand covered his mouth, preventing a cry.\n\n\"Shh...\" Donnie whispered into his ear: \"They still can hear you. Follow me\".\n\nDonnie didn't let go of his mouth until they entered his lab and he closed the door. As soon as he removed his hand, Mikey burst:\n\n\"Dude! You totally gave me a heart attack! Stop sneaking up on people when they are...\"\"\n\"...Evesdropping?\" Don leaned against his lab door and crossed his arms upon his plastron.\n\"Interrogating strange occurances\" - Mikey corrected.\n\" Did you know they were...? That they are...? How did it even...? Have you known?\"\n\nDon detached from the door and moved around the lab, looking into several cabinets until he found what he was looking for.\n\n\"Yes, Mikey, I am aware of them for a while now. I guess, it's time you knew too.\" He set up the video. As he pressed play and turned to Mikey, the later noticed a slight flush on genius' face. At least he wasn't the only one feeling awkward.\n\n\"I leave you to it\" - Don said, \" there's really no need for me to watch it again\"... in front of you... so you could tease me for the rest of my life – he finished in his mind. \"And please, - Don said before exiting his own lab, - don't try to spy on them again. Raph keeps him occupied but even so Leo can hear you\"\n\nThe tape lasted for 13,5 minutes. Don knew for sure, he had watched it many times. He stayed in the kitchen brewing and then drinking his coffee for 17 minutes, just to make sure there would be no awkward scene when he returned. \n\nWhen he was back in his lab, there was no trace of Mikey. However, the musque scent lingering in the air and a lot of paper tissues in the rubbish bin were enough to draw a conclusion that the tape had the same effect on his vigorous brother as it had on Don himself.\n\nInteresting, - Don mused, - are there really no heterosexual turtles in this family?\n\n[center][b]Chapter 4[/b][/center]\n\nThe next morning Mikey's cheerfulness was somewhat crispy at the edges. He was cooking breakfast and humming underbreath. Sometimes this humming turned into muttering and then a carefull listener could decipher phrases like \"show them what an ass is really for\". Too bad there were neither careful nor careless listeners around – Leo was running his morning kata routine under Splinters tuting gaze and the rest of the family were still asleep.\n\nMikey was nearly finished when he heard voices and Leo looked into the kitchen. Mikey gave him his best smile.\n\"Hey!\" - he said. \n\"Morning Mikey. What brings you on your feet so early?\" Leo squeezed past him to get a bottle of water from the fridge and Mikey sniffed at him, trying to smell a difference. There was no difference. Leo still smelled like apples and sandalwood and was the same solid Leo he knew all his life.\n\"I dunno. I just woke up and thought : It's a wonderful morning, Mikey. Why don't you go make breakfast for your wonderful family? Scrambled eggs?\"\n\nHe put a plate on the table before Leo, who said: \"You've just made that up\"\n\n\"Yup. No fooling you.\" Mikey was watching his older brother intently, looking for any subtle changes. In fact, Leo looked a little more lively and his moves got even more fluid if that was even possible.\n\nHe looked... happy.\n\nMikey felt a stab of guilt watching Leo scoop a forkfull of scrambled eggs and put them in his mouth. Before the older managed to finish this move Mikey surged forward and punched his hand, sending the fork with all its content flying across the kitchen, dropping food on the way.\n\n\"Why did you do it?!\"\n\n\"Sorry, Leo.\" Mikey swooped the plate off the table \" I just realised that milk was spoiled\"\n\nLeo stared at him. Mikey stared back. Leo rose from his chair. Mikey stood his ground, plate in question in his hand.\n\n\"Are you... Are you mad at me or something?\" Leo finally asked.\n\n\"No! Shell, no! Trust me, you don wanna eat it.\" - Mikey added hastily, throwing the containts of the plate in the rubbish.\n\n\"Allright. Since you made this mess, you clean it while I wake the others and we can start breakfast anew. Ok?\"\n\"Sure. I'll put on coffee for Donnie\" Mikey said without turning back to Leo, pretending he was too busy tidying up.\nLeo studied him for a few heartbeats, then shrugged his shoulders and went to wake his other brothers.\n****\n\nDon wasn't surprised when in few days Mikey, blushing heavily, asked him to borrow the tape. \n\"I'm not giving it to you.\" - said Donatello and added before Mikey started whining, - \"but you can watch it in here. I don't want them or Splinter to know you're watching it.\"\n\n\"But I..\"\n\n\"Don't worry, I won't disturb you. I'm having an experiment on and I probably won't even notice your presence\" - now that was a lie - \" I just don't want this tape to leave this room.\"\n\nMikey hesitated a little but the appeal was greater than his doubts, so he finally muttered his agreement.\n\nBeaming inwardly, Donnie locked the lab door, set up the playback and moved to his laptop on the other side of his desk. Positioning himself so, that the webcam on the shelf had an inobtruded view of Mikey in front of a small monitor, Don called the picture up on his screen and sat down, truning his back to his brother. The headphones completed the scene.\n\nAt first Mikey was nervous. He cast glances to Don's unmoving back. Then the scenes on screen captured his attention and he stopped squirming and started rocking ever so slightly back and forth. His palms were rubbing up and down his legs, eyes glued to the monitor.\n\nDon flashed a smile. Watching Mikey heat up was as exciting as watching the sewer tape itself. Mikey licked his lips and dropped down. Immediately the lab air was filled with a light musky scent of tutrtle arousal. Mikey moaned softly, probably sure that Don couldn't hear him through headphones. Still thinking about how close Mikey was behind him, Don felt warm tingling sread from his stomach.\n\nHe focused on the camera feed. Mikey licked his hand and was stroking himself. When he started churring, Don knew, he couldn't keep the distance any longer.\n\nMikey was so captured by the tape and his own actions that he didn't realise Donnie was moving until olive hands slid down his arms and he felt his brother's breath on his cheek.\n\n\"You're way too loud\" - Donnie said, - \"Let me help you with that\" His hand covered Mikey's hand on his cock and then replaced it. Mikey tensed at first and squirmed to cast a frightened look on Don's face, but the later kneeled behin him and urged the orange banded turtle to lean his head back onto Don's shoulder as he started pumping the sea-green cock matching the movement on screen.\n\n\"God, Donnie!\" - Mikey exclaimed and was immediately silenced by Donnie's palm covering his mouth.\n\n\"You're way too loud\" - the genius repeated, fastening the rhythm. Mikey's toes dug into the floor as he was frantically searching for some anchor to keep him on the surface. There was none.\n\nDonatello turned his head aside, exposing the neck and licked at the skin above his pulse point. It worked, just as it did on the tape.\n\nMikey climaxed, sagging down in his arms, whimpering slightly. Don waited a few seconds to ensure he was indeed spent and went to clean his hand. As he turned back to Mikey, Mikey was looking at him with the wide eyes. There was also a spool of jizz on the floor.\n\n\"Get out\" - he said before Mikey had a chance to open his mouth. - \"I still have an experiment to finish.\" Experiment included taking care of his own little problem but Donnie considered it unneccessary courtesy to inform Mikey about that.\n\n[center][b]Chapter 5.[/b][/center]\n\nThey say, if something can go downhill, then downhill it will go. \nAfter morning practice, as everyone got along with their own chores and business, Raph paused by Leo, who was putting the meditation mattes and candles away.\n\"I'm gonna hit Casey's today.\"\n\"Oh? You two are planning some kind of trouble?\"\nRaph huffed \"I'm never planning trouble, it just happens. And no, we're just gonna watch a game\"\n\nLeo closed the candles cabinet and turned to Raph. \"Can't you watch it here?\"\n\"Not with Mike whining about his shows. And I ain't asking for permission. Just telling ya so ya know\".\n\n\"Yeah, fine. Look, Donnie's been going on about security contour in east 3rd tunnel. He says some guys were planting the fiber and must have ripped the movement detector off. You could take a look at that on the way to Casey\"\n\nRaph shrugged \"Why doesn't he do it himself... alright, I'll check\" - he added, seeing Leo's expression. A lecture about how much Donnie does for the family and how they all should help him as much as possible nearly happened.\n\nDonnie was barely out of his lab last days and Raph missed a chance to talk to him until it was time to leave. \n\nThe door to Don's lab wasn't locked but as Raph stepped inside he got the feeling, that it better would be.\n\n\"Donnie, I need a scheme and spare par....\" His voice trailed off. Don immediately turned the playback off but it was too late – Raph has recognized the picture. \n\nSeveral heartbeats of very uncomfortable silence followed. Raph blinked. Then blinked again. Finally he grinned at chagrined and very guilty looking but still quite excited Donatello: \"Whatever flows your boat, bro. Just don't let Leo see this – he'll freak out\"\n\nThe purple banded turtle felt himself wrapped in uncharacteristically strong anger, that replaced any guilt he was feeling. Why is it always Leo's feelings that matter?! Leo sure didn't care if he was hurting anyone!\n\nRaph shook his head and was about to leave, when Don's emotionless voice halted him: \"What makes you think he doesn't know?\"\n\nRaph stopped in his tracks and turned back to face his genius brother: \"Wut?\"\n\"We're talking about Leo here, right? Leo, who can sense a camera from across the street? Leo, who helped me with the security system?\" Leo, who just has to rub it in Don's face that he had something Don couldn't have?\n\nRaphael's eyes narrowed, he tensed, frowned, then turned and rushed out, nearly bumping into Leo who started saying something. The hothead didn't even slow down.\n\"Raph!\" - Leo exclaimed, when his brother was already out. He turned to look at Don, who was standing in the lab door, watching Raph rush out.\n\nThe hurt look on the emerald turtle's face just before he ran made Donnie immediately regret his words. But the damage was done.\n\n\"I'm sorry Leo. I think I just ruined your relationship.\"\n\n\"What did you do?!\"\n\n\"The tape\" - Don breathed out. Realization hit Leo and he rushed after his mate without wasting any more words.\n\n***\n\nRaphael ran. His legs were straining to carry him away from the pain in his chest. The pain refused to let go. \n\nHis head felt numb and lifeless and the thoughts were stuck on \"He used me\". At some point, the turtle rushed into the circular joint where waters from several tunnels were joining and discharging onto the lower level. He stopped there, watching the water drag various pieces of junk down the pipe, grateful that the roar of this place deafened him enough not to think anything.\n\nSomehow he sensed Leo's presence before he heard him calling his name. Not bothering to face him, Raph walked away from the joint into one of dryer tunnels. Leo easily caught up with him. \"Raph, please! Let me explain..\"\n\n\"Too late for that\" Raph grunted before running off again. Leo followed him, refusing to be shaken off so easily.\n\n\"I did that for you! For us!\" Leo called after him. \n\nIn few turns they reached a place where the goddamn tape was taken and Raph skidded to a stop.He swung around, finally turning to his brother.\n\n\"WHAT?! What kind of mind fuckery is that?!\"\n\nLeo winced involuntary at his choice of words, and explained himself: \"Remember how you always say it sucks to hide? I thought they might accept us easier if we make them live with the thought for a while.\"\n\n\"Ya think I'm stupid? If yar so worried 'bout our coming out, why don't ya prove it? Go to Splinter!\"\n\nLeo sighed. \"You know I can't do that. Yet, if we had Don and Mikey behind our backs, maybe..\"\n\n\"Bullshit!\" Raph's amber eyes were yellow with anger \"Don't insult me with anymore lies! I ain't yer fucking puppet on the strings! I ain't yer fucking clown! You used me!\"\n\n\"I'm sorry! It seemed a good idea and I wasn't sure you'd play along... I'm sorry!\"\n\n\"Sorry?\" Raph's eyes narrowed, he removed his sais from the sash and hurled them aside. \"Not sorry enough!\" he growled , surging at his brother.\n\nIt was a strange fight. Weaponless, yet completely unlike their sparring were. Raph's rage channeling into vicious blows, while Leo's guilt was preventing him to fully retaliate. Stuck to defensive, Leo quickly realized that Raph's anger made him faster and he didn't manage to avoid or soft block the attacks in time. \n\nHe was pressed to use hard blocks, and Leo felt his hands getting numb and heavy with every strike they had to catch. Twice he barely escaped a deadlock, once caught a kick into his plastron when he was too slow to get up from the fall. Raph wasn't holding back.\n\nAnother punch got through Leo's defenses and landed into his left shoulder, momentarily causing Leo to lower the left. Willing his arm to resume position, Leo missed a kick in the knee. He had enough. \n\nLeo's counter attack only made Raphael double his efforts. He was bigger, heavier, faster and seriously pissed off. In few moments Leo's hurt shoulder was hurt again and he got himself into a wrist lock. The world spun around and Leo rammed his left shoulder into the concrete landing heavily. It hurt like hell.\n\nLeo decided not to stand up. His shoulder felt like it was dislocated.\n\nRaph turned to face the observation camera and said, articulating carefully: \"I hope you enjoyed the show\"\n\n\"That's it?\" Leo called out when it became clear that they are done. \"You don't want to hurt me no more?\"\n\n\"I don wanna see you no more\" Raph answered before kicking into run again.\n\n****\nWhen Leo returned home about an hour later, he looked barely better than the time when the Foot Elite made a punching bag out of him. Seeing him limp into the Lair, cradling his left arm with his right, Don rushed to him and ushered him into med bay.\n\n\"My fault. I should have kept my tongue\"- Don murmured, gently taking away Leo's right hand to take a look at his hurt shoulder. Leo was pale and sweat soaked his mask. Yet, he didn't flinch when delicate fingers of the family doctor traced his injury.\n\n\"No it's not\" - he answered - \"He'd figure out eventually\"\n\nDon smirked, wetting a soft cloth and rubbing gently at Leo's numerous bruises and even spots where the skin was torn by a hit. He turned down to examine the cause of Leo's limp. There was a several inch laceration on his ankle and it looked angry.\n\nTo keep Leo distracted from the pain, Don asked the first thing that came onto his mind:\n\"Why do you always bottom for him? Is he forcing you?\"\n\nThere was a long pause and the genius looked up. Leo was staring at him wide-eyed.\n\n\"I mean, on those tapes you always are. Sorry. Just being curious\" Don swooped around the bay, gathering medication for cleaning and disinfecting the cut. As the first drop of peroxide reached the wound, Leo hissed and answered: \"You know, it's nice not to be in charge for a change\"\n\n\"Yeah, I get it\" - Don said, getting busy with cleaning the cut, - \"responsibility is a harsh burden, especially when those you are responsible for not always appreciate it. It's OK to want to get rid of it from time to time\" He tossed a red cloth aside and tore off a new piece.\n\n\"No, that's not what I meant. I don't want to get rid of it. It's just... Raph's always got my back. I can trust him and just … let go and flow with it. I know he won't hurt me\"\n\n\"Oh yeah, this here is a lot of not hurting you at all\" He covered the wound with arnica ointment and applied light bandage over it.\n\"This here is different.\" - Leo said quickly, \"He had every right to be mad. After what I did.\"\n\nDon finished with his foot and stood up, locking his gaze with Leo. It was a little strange that Leo didn't refuse to talk about it all, and Don sensed he should seize the chance. \"Why did you do it? Couldn't miss a chance to show off?\"\n\nLeo bit his lower lip. His shoulder was still off and aching like hell. It looked like Donatello preferred to interrogate him rather than help him.\n\n\"You have hots for him, don't you?\" He answered the question with a one of his own.\n\n\"How would you know?\"\n\nLeo flashed a smile that quickly turned into a grimace of pain. \"Know the symptoms. I didn't do it to rub in your face\" he added.\n\n\"Why then?\"\n\"Don, please, my arm!\"\n\nDonatello watched him for a moment then went to the lab door and shouted for Mikey. The later appeared immediately as if he was waiting to be called. Stepping into the med bay, Mikey let out an astonished gasp. \"Leo?! What happened?!\"\n\"Raph happened.\" Don explained, squeezing past Mikey. \n\n\"But how?\" Leo shook his head, but Mikey caught Don's gaze and the brainiac articulated \"Tell you later\" above Leo's head, before saying: \"Hold him while I put the bone in the joint again\"\n\n\"There's no need\" - Leo protested \"I can control myself\"\n\"You're not in charge here\" - Donnie said to his leader \" just let go and flow with it\"\n\nLeo blushed despite the pain.\n\nDon gestured to Mikey who attached himself to the turtle's good arm and prepared to hold.\nDon pulled and pushed, there was a loud snap and Leo's pained cry as the shoulder moved into proper position again.\n\nAs the pain died, Leo threw a glance through the open door and met Raph's eyes. As soon as Raph saw him looking back, regret on his face turned into anger. Leo sighed. Mikey followed his gaze and whispered\" I'm so gonna kill him\", but before he made it to the door, Splinter's voice cut in: \"Raphael, my room. Now.\"\n\nDonnie raised a brow. Judging by sensei's tone, Raph would soon wish he was now in Leo's place. Raph straightened up and went to meet his doom.\n\n[center][b]Chapter 6[/b][/center]\n\nRaphael was still angry with Leo, and part of him wanted to rush out and roam through the city, until he found someone to beat his frustration into. Preferably someone that wasn't Leo. Because seeing his brother in pain didn't make it better, not at all. If anything, it made him even more desperate than before. Because he wanted to kill him. Because he wanted to apologize. Because the thought of breaking up was so painful that he wanted to inflict pain in return. Because the thought of hurting Leo was so unbearable that he wanted to run away and hide for the rest of his life.\n\nSplinter was looking at him warily. It wasn't the first time his hothead son was refusing to open up to his father. It was the first time he didn't seem to care, though.\n\n\"Kneel\". Raph obeyed more out of habit than actually paying attention. Splinter sat down at a small japanese tea table across from him and studied his most rebellious student. He could see that the turtle was hurt. Yet, so was his elder son, and where Raph seemed to suffer from internal pain, Leo was literally bleeding.\n\nWounds of the body heal fast. It is spiritual damage that lasts.\n\nWhile Raphael felt old rat's gaze trying to look right into his soul, he was too focused on his drama to pay much attention to it. He was ready to accept any punishment from Splinter for maiming Leo, because it was incomparable to what he wanted to do to himself right now.\n\nMinutes passed and slowly the silence grew very uncomfortable. Finally Raph raised his gaze from the floor to meet his sensei's eyes.\"I see no wounds on you\".\n\nRaph looked down at his hands, arms, legs. \"Y..yes, I suppose so...sensei?\"\n\n\"What happened?\" Splinter's voice carried across old's rat contained anger. The tip of his tail tapping on the floor was also pretty much an indicator.\n\nImmediately Splinter felt Raph's resolve strengthen, any resemblance of compliance that he might have shown earlier stripped from him. Splinter let the question linger, knowing that the silence would make Raphael answer him sooner than any words of persuasion. He was right. \n\nRaphael's mind was racing. He knew he would spill everything eventually; it always had been just a matter of time. But he couldn't give away what they had with Leo, regardless if he and Leo were history now... and of course they were. There was no way of getting over it, not after what he did, not after what he said... He felt his throat tighten.\n\"We.. had a fight and I.. I lost control, sensei\" Raph's gaze fell on the floor again.\n\n\"You had a fight\" - Splinter repeated with just a tad of questioning intonation to it \"And Leonardo is seriously hurt while you are unscathed. How did that happen? Didn't he fight back?\"\n\nRaph swallowed. He saw where this was coming and he saw no way to avoid it: \"He didn't fight back. And I was too angry to notice it. I just...\" He winced \"just... kept hitting him... until he stopped getting up\" - he finished in whisper.\n\nSplinter's tail was thrashing against the floor but otherwise nothing changed in the rat's composure \"An then?\"\n\n\"I walked away\" - the words were barely audible.\n\nIt took Splinter some time to find inner calm before he trusted himself to speak. He rose from the floor and started pacing there and back. Raphael wasn't defending himself and that was unusual. \n\n\"I am disappointed, my son. I have warned you many, many times about the danger of this route. Anger may give you a feeling of being stronger, but it is a treacherous ally that seeks to take control from you. One step too far - and you may hurt the ones you love.\"\n\nRaph's head jerked up. Did Splinter know? Was he just using the L-word for emphasis?\n\n\"... the thing that holds us together as a family - is trust. Trust that is easy to break and so hard to rebuild.\" Splinter stopped and pinned his son with a sharp gaze \"You understand that, Raphael?\"\n\nYes. Trust. His trust that Leo broke when arranged this filming. Leo's trust that he broke when he hurt him. Raph lowered his head \"Yes, sensei. I realize that\".\n\n\"Good. I will help you deal with your anger and understand what you need to do, to mend this damage.\" The rat paused, questioning himself, whether the punishment he chose would be enough. \"You are grounded for one week. No going out, no TV, no video games. No talking to your brothers.\"\n\nRaphael cast him an astonished gaze \"But Sensei! What am I to do?\"\n\nA dry smile touched Splinter's muzzle \"You will train. Extra morning and afternoon training and three hours of meditation daily\". Seeing that Raphael was still trying to process this, Splinter said in a milder tone \"This is not to punish you, but to help you understand the value of having a family.\"\n\nRaphael bowed. \"I understand, Master Splinter\".\n****\nAs much as Leo wanted to know what goes on in Splinter's room, there was no way he would act upon this desire. Whatever the consequences were, he didn't have the energy to fret over whether Raphael would spill their not-so-secret-now to their father. His body was yearning to stretch out and after a few yawns he produced, Don insisted he got to bed.\n\n\"I'll check on you later\" - the genius said implying that they would talk more. Leo forced a smile and limped off to his room.\n\nDon turned to one extremely quiet brother he still had in the lab. Sitting silently with hands folded on his lap wasn't normal for the orange banded turtle who was usually bouncing all around the place.\n\n\"Raph didn't know about the camera\" - he said simply, fulfilling the promise to share this information.\n\nMikey nodded slowly, his gaze still fixed on something indistinct on the chest of drawers. \"I figured this much\" - he exhaled and then finally shifted to look Don in the eyes: \"Dude, it's all because of us. Of you. You shouldn't have touched that tape, let alone let me see it.\"\n\n\"Not possible\" - Donatello responded calmly, without any trace that Mikey's opinion bothered him. He put the medication and bandages away and continued \"I have to watch all surveillance vids. Leo was aware of that. I'm not taking the blame for this one.\"\n\n\"What do you think Splinter will do?\" Mikey asked, eyeing the shoji. He didn't want to elaborate the question of who was responsible for this breakdown. He blamed everyone.\nAs if answering his question, the door slid aside and Raphael walked out. He looked a little shaken. \n\nMikey rushed to him with questions, but Raph shook his head and ran off to his room.\n****\nWhen Don got to check on Leo, the later appeared to be soundly asleep. However, as Don was already closing the door, Leo's voice stopped him \"Donnie\".\n\nTaking that as invitation Don sneaked in and sat down on the floor beside the futon. \"How's your arm? Ankle?\"\n\n\"Better. And better. Thanks for asking\" Leo smiled and settled cross-legged on the bed.\nDonnie quickly relayed to him the details of Raph punishment as Splinter had told them. Leo seemed to be relieved. Surely, if Raph gave away anything, the punishment would be more severe.\n\nFor several heartbeats they were studying each other in dim light coming through the cracked open door. \"So..\" Don said when silence started to get to him.\n\n\"So.. you wanted me to tell you why I did.. what I did\" came the response. Don nodded and added \"I must admit, I see no other explanation than you rubbing it into me\"\n\nLeo raised a brow: \"How come you're not mad at me then?\"\n\n\"Ph-lease. I'm smarter than that. Besides, you said you had other purpose\".\n\nThe shadows hid Leo's soft smile. Don was always ready to trust him on anything. Leo appreciated it, that's why he was going to answer truthfully. Slowly, carefully choosing every word, as if he was feeling out the wade, he said: \"It saddens me to see that me and Raph… being... you know... physical... divides us while it could unite us instead\".\n\nDon processed it for a while and Leo waited patiently for him to say something. \n\n\"Don't see how this was going to work out. Raph just beat you to a pulp for going behind his back. Did you tell him this?\"\n\nLeo shook his head. Don tilted his \"Don't see how this was going to work\" – he repeated.\n\nLeo cupped Don's cheek with his hand and leaned in when his brother didn't pull away. Slowly, very slowly he pressed his beak to Don's and whispered: \"It will work, if you are willing\".\n\nDon, who was somehow expecting to be kissed, opened his eyes. \"Suppose I am\" - he answered, - \"how will you do that with the hothead so mad at you?\"\n\nLeo smiled and withdrew from him. \"He won't be mad for long. I hurt him, he hurt me, and we are even. You know Raph. Soon, he'll feel guilty because of the fight and will be more \nthan ready to forgive me…I hope.\" He stopped at a new expression on Don's face.\n\n\"You are a devious turtle\" the genius said \"What stops me from telling Raph of your cunning plan and taking advantage of the situation?\"\n\n\"Ph-lease. You're smarter than that\".\n\n[center][b]Chapter 7[/b][/center]\nThe punishment turned out not so bad. At least the training and - what the hell - the meditation part of it. Leo was excused of training for a few days ahead because of his injury, and Raph got to excersize kicks and punches on a wooden dummy while Don and Mikey worked their way through morning practice. Then, as they were dismissed to have breakfast Raphael got to work on his forms. And on top of that came one hour meditation, during which he could feel his stomach eat itself and growl with frustration. Little to no words were spoken in his direction and he himself didn't speak at all. \nWhen he finally got to the kitchen the coffee was cold and the room was empty. He scavenged what he could and ate alone without even turning on the lights. What was there to look at anyway?\n\nNothing to do after breakfast (if you can call it that at eleven o'clock) was the worst part of it. There was no point in working out just yet as he still had an extra training with Splinter later on and nothing much to do rather than read a magazine and he was pretty sure he should save this as a last resort for later. A shower maybe. Yeah, he could kill some time with that.\n\nOn the way upstairs he caught his name being thrown into a conversation and grinded his teeth. Don and Mikey were watching news and talking in the living room. Raph wouldn't probably want to join them if he was allowed to, but now that he was forbidden to nothing seemed to be more appealing than just hop with his brothers on the couch, watch TV and chat. Well, except for doing it with Leo.\n\nSpeaking of whom. Raph turned the corner and nearly bumped into his brother. Leo seemed a little anxious but otherwise was looking much better than the night before. Raph's gaze fell upon a light bandage on his shoulder and the hothead felt a stab of guilt. Leo was studying him as intently, as if trying to pry into his mind. He didn't try to talk to Raphael as he probably was aware that Splinter had forbidden him to talk to his brothers. \nFor some reason that unquestioning compliance irritated the red-banded turtle and he brisqly moved past his leader and went to the showers. He needed a long shower. Probably a cold one.\n***\nExtra training turned out to be a lot of statics. Raphael never had much appreciation for that kind of excersizes, which is probably why Splinter chose them, but then again, he never experienced keeping a low stance for such a long time. Trained as he was, he still felt his muscles tremble with effort halfway into the second half an hour of this session. He struggled to keep his rooted tree low through a series of very slow steps that Splinter made him do but his mind kept flicking back to his encounter with Leo in the hallway. Did Leo want to say something to him? \nSplinter's cane tapped upon his knee for the third time this session as his sensei reminded him not to twist his knee outward. Raph corrected his stance.\n\"Raphael, you have to concentrate. It is very important to keep your form flawless on slow motion so that this perfection becomes an instinct.\"\n\nYeah. Perfection becomes an instinct. Raph immediately felt as though he was Leo at this moment. It surely was a lesson that the older turtle had learned. Raph had to clear his throat before he got his voice back to answer: \"I'm sorry, Sensei. I'll focus better\"\n\nWhen he was released to sit out his remaining two hours of meditation for the day, Raph was surprised to realize that meditation wasn't all that bad. His muscles were slightly trembling as the tension was leaving his body and he found himself strangely peaceful... or just too tired to care. \nEyes closed, he focused on the air flowing in and out of his chest and...\n\n\"Raphael! You are snoring, son.\"\n\nSplinter's voice snapped him back to reality and Raph blinked: \"I guess I fell asleep... sorry, sensei\"\n\nSplinter watched him for a while then said mildly: \"That's enough for today, my son. Rest\". Raph was grateful for that.\n\nThe next two days were pretty much the same. Raphael started to suspect that the real notion behind Splinter's choice of punishment was putting him in Leo's place. Also, he got to appreciate forms. Forms were much better than playing \"go\" with Splinter while maintaining the horseman position. His legs hurt after that. Did Leo do this all the time?\n\nWhatever free time Raph got left from his daily chores he spent locked up in his room. He wasn't really required to, but it was much better than walking past his brothers ignoring their glances and conversation. He barely spoke those days. Granted, he could call Casey - that wasn't prohibited, but it felt like slacking off and he didn't want to make it any easier for himself. Harsh as it was, he'd earned every bit of it.\n\n***\n\nLeo wasn't sure Raph was the one who was punished here. He never thought that keeping distance even for a couple of days would feel so lonely. It was probably because they hadn't had a chance to talk about it. Of course, he told Donnie that he had everything under control and Raph would come to his senses and back to him, but truth to be told, he wasn't so sure about it.\n\nWhat if... what if Raph was serious? When they met up that hallway, he went past him like there was nothing left. Didn't even look back! Not knowing was hurting him. Leo kept his expression neutral, but couldn't help staring at the hothead whenever he got a glimpse of his brother moving around their home.\n\nOn the fourth day of Raphael's punishment Leo was missing him like hell. He won two rounds of Mortal Combat against Mikey, then lost three in a row just because he caught Raph's silhoette reflect on TV screen when the hothead was going to his afternoon extra training. It felt like he couldn't concentrate on the game. So he passed his controller over to Donnie and excused himself to his room.\n\nWhen had he become so dependant on Raph? He didn't have any problem with staying away for months before! Well, he did have _some_ problems with it but nothing compared to this engulfing feeling of freezing that he was experiencing now.\n\nLeo lit a candle and settled on the floor to meditate. The candle flame was same color as Raph's eyes. He reached toward the flickering fire and felt warmth coming of it. Raph was warm too. Leo let out a sigh of frustration. Could he stop thinking about his brother for one single minute?\n\nBreathing carefully, he concentrated on clearing his mind. It took him some effort to reach the spiritual plane. What he was feeling was both scary and dangerous. And it was a perfect reasoning for pressing his ideal arrangement onto his brothers. Because in no way should you put all eggs into one basket, especially if those eggs are all you'll ever get.\n\nHis train of thought was interrupted by a familiar presence. Leo withdrew from the realms of pure mind and opened his eyes. Mikey was kneeling on the opposite side of the candle and its light cast funny shadows on his smiling face.\n\n\"Dude\" - Mikey said when it got obvious that something had to be said, - \"Are you allright? I mean, really - are you?\" Concern in the youngest' voice as well as warmth in his eyes were so sincere, that Leo found himself shaking his head, though initially he wanted to deny everything.\n\n\"Not really\", - he found himself saying, - \"It sucks not to know if we're OK or not\"\n\nMikey flashed him a smile : \"We're OK! I mean, you and Raph.... it totally freaked me out first! Never saw that coming, but... we're good. Definitely.\"\n\nLeo frowned a little then answered: \"Ermm... This is very good to hear, though I wasn't talking about..\" he trailed off, seeing Mikey's eyes widen.\n\"You were talking about... him? After what he did to you?! You're beating yourself up because of that brute?\"\nLeo averted his eyes : \"I'm not beating myself up. I just want to know if we're OK\"\n\nMikey leaned forward and put a hand on the floor to support himself. The air shift made the candle flicker and in this dancing light Mikey's face hovering over the candle looked like some kind of a grotesque mask. \n\"He beats you up to a pulp and you're still not through with him?\"\n\n\"I earned it\"\n\n\"No you didn't! He totally lost it! He maimed you and left you out there injured. What if Foot found you there? Or whoever else? He turned his back on you, Leo!\"\n\nLeo winced and whispered \"I wasn't exactly helpless\", eyes stuck to the floor. But it was the look of hurt on his face that finally made Mikey stop. The younger looked away, then back at his leader and shifted a little closer: \"Look. It's not fair that you suffer because he can't control himself. He is punished and he's earned it but it doesn't mean that you have to be miserable... You're not alone...\" The orange banded turtle casually put the candle out of the way and shifted to kneel before Leo face to face. \"You're not alone\" he repeated and his fingers greased Leo's knee when he brought his face close to his brother's. \"You don't have to be lonely\" - Mikey whispered and leaned in for a kiss... at least he meant to.\n\nLeo pressed his palm to Mikey's plastron and stopped this forward movement. They stared at each other from this very close distance that makes faces look funny. Mikey gulped.\n\nLeo smiled at him: \"You know what? You are right, Mikey. Thanks!\"\n\nWith that, Leo pecked him on the cheek, rose and went out. Mikey lost half a second cupping the cheek that just got kissed and staring into the gloom, Then jumped up and rushed after his brother: \"Leo! wait!\"\n\nAs he rushed out into the corridor, all that he saw was Raph's door shutting. Mikey threw his hands up in exasperation.\n\n\"Just what do you think you're doing?\" came Donnie's voice from behind his back.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Chapter1

Leo was losing a fight. He had been planning to lose this fight from the start but this notion didn't make it any easier. Neither did the fact that it was practice.  Leo had to admit that his brother improved a lot during his absence and no-weapon sparring was slowly becoming his home territory. Leo was pretty sure he still had an edge with weapons, though he had no desire to test it.

His line of thought was interrupted by a high kick he dodged. He counter attacked with a series of low blows that Raph parried, closing the distance between the strikes. Leo moved back.  Raph tried to come close to properly use his advantage of strength and greater body mass.  The blue-banded turtle tried to keep the distance.

Whack. Another high kick that Leo dodged landed in a wall. Did they cross the dojo already? Leo's eyes slightly widened in realization that he allowed to corner himself.

Raph grinned.  Being able to defeat Leo was both new and invigorating to him. Sometimes he thought that maybe Leo had let him win, but tonight was clearly not the case.

The hothead was so pleased with himself that he seemed not to notice a slight opening in his stance. Seizing his chance, Leo delivered a blow to his brother' midsection, intent to knock him aside and get onto open ground again. Raph missed the blow but the opening turned into the trap – he managed to catch Leo's wrist and use the momentum of Leo's own strike to spin him around and toss onto the concrete.

The leader should have been proud – he had shown Raph this trick in the first place – but he was too busy grouping for the fall. He still thought to roll away and get free.
His brother had other plans. Twenty stones of turtle weight landed square on top of Leo knocking him onto his back and he found himself effectively pinned down.

"Oh no, you aint going anywhere, bro"  - Raph's amber eyes were laughing.  His breath was hitched by the impact but he was really enjoying this.

There were still options, Leo knew. Had it been a real fight, he would have gone for pressure points. He probably still could struggle free using his legs. But instead he reached up and placed a quick kiss on Raph's beak acknowledging defeat.  

Raph yanked his wrists up then and pinned them above his head. Holding Leo's hands with one hand, he glided the other down the underside of his arm and the side lingering on a subtle border between the hip and the thigh.  Tilting his head a little, he watched his leader breathing falter for the first time this evening.

The pulse point on Leo's neck was beating visibly. Raphael was always fascinated to see his brother come undone like this from a mere touch. He ran his calloused hand halfway up Leo's plastron before stroking back down a little more persistent this time.  His fingers were sliding along the scutes right to the spot where Leo's cock was hidden and Leo tensed anticipating Raph's fingers to touch the delicate area.

However at the last moment Raph's hand turned aside and came lower down to caress the delicate skin on Leo's thigh. That earned Raph a strangled sound that escaped the lips of his usually impassionate brother before the blue-banded turtle regained his control and pulled his hands free.
"Not.. not here, Raph. Everyone is still up"

Emerald turtle squatted back, a slow grin never leaving his face. His voice was a thick rumble when he answered: "Your room then, Fearless".

Leo rose and went for the door not bothering to answer or even look back. The Lair outside the dojo was full of sounds. TV produced some frantic mumble punctuated by flickers of light. It probably was some nonsense TV-show, no wonder Mikey was rooted to the couch totally fascinated by it and oblivious to the surroundings.

Soft cracking of the veteran wheelchair, followed by a sigh and a burst of clicking told Leo that Don was still in his lab. Unmistakable aroma of the freshly made jasmine tea and a thin ray of light coming through the shutters hinted that their father was enjoying his supper tea in private.

The path was clear and the blue-banded ninja gave the "all clear" sign. He didn't need to look back to see if Raph was following him to his room – the hothead's presence behind made his skin burn and legs feel warm and numb.  He just hoped it didn't show.

Silently they tiptoed to Leo's room and shut the door behind them.

Just as they were gone from sight, Mikey turned to stare speculating at the shut door. He's been wondering what the two were up to for quite some time already.  There were all these subtle changes you cannot really put a name to.  He's  tried hinting, he's  tried to interrogate Leo in an innocent matter, shell, he even tagged along Raph's and Casey drinking night out hoping that a little alcohol would untie Raph's tongue.

That night's been nothing near "little". The hangover was also huge. And he didn't remember much of it, which was probably for better.

First he thought that they were preparing some secret present for the Mutation Day. He'd even searched Leo's room while Leo was out on a supply run. Found some boring books.
This whole mystery was challenging his detective powers as well as ninja skills, and Michelangelo loved a good challenge.

****
They were doing this… thing for some time already and Raph felt it was time to maybe move a little further. Kisses, handjobs and even blowjobs occasionally were fine, but surely it wasn't all it was about?

Sometimes late at night he dreamed about Leo trashing under him, flushed, with sheen of sweat on his skin and lust in his eyes.  Leo in his dreams would open up for him, beg him to take him.  And he would pound into his brother's hot wetness, make him shiver with pleasure.  Leo would suck at his fingers while he fucked him and that was usually the point when Raph woke up to his own orgasm, screaming.

In the morning he had to admit that he was having nightmares again, and shrug off the mild concern of his family. He's never told anyone – least of all Leo – what kind if "nightmares" he was having.

Raph didn't remember when it all started. Was it that night on a rooftop when they had a really bad fight – and neither of them remembered now what was that all about? When Leo pinned him down and won by a kiss? Well, not exactly won… but not lost either.
Or perhaps it had started a little earlier with this contest of stares and "not talking"?
Was it the Mating season? A full moon?  Fate?

Maybe Lao cared about deep reasons, Raph sure as shell didn't.
They've never properly talked about what was going on, partly afraid to scare it away, partly because neither of them wanted to pick up a fight.

At first they struggled for control in this just as they did in everything else, however when it came to blows the fight turned into a hot prelude. Now it was kind of a routine. No weapon sparring meant sex. Supply run together meant sex.

They kept it low in a silent agreement that this secret was theirs only. And they were
exploring.

Two weeks of unsure snuggling and kisses made them both head off for research. Leo borrowed an old biology textbook from Don, who immediately offered his tuting help. Leo turned the offer down and that earned him a dubious look from the genius. Leo tiptoed around Don ever since, certain that the brainiac had suspicions.

Raph took some time to gather his courage and ask Casey to get him certain magazines.
"Ain't ya too young for this, pal? I mean, what are you? 15?" Casey's concern was touchy, especially noting that he asked it when he was already handing the goods over.
"Gimme that!" Raph snatched the magazine from his pal's hands and flipped through it impatiently. Then he suddenly realized that his friend was studying him and stopped his frantic search.

He even forced himself to stay nonchalant and go along their roofs patrolling routine. However, occasional sideway glances that Casey shot him told him that he hadn't fooled anyone.

Not that he cared much.

That night they've met somewhat solemnly to share the trophies.  Unfortunately, both seemed of no use: their mutated bodies were too far from both species. They've tried some things. It was awkward.

Chapter 2


"You want me what?" Leo raised an eyebrow at his brother, not sure if the hothead just said what he thought he'd heard.

"Relax, Fearless, I just wanna look at ya" Raph grinned, shoving him gently towards his own bed. Once they reached it, Leo toppled over, landing on his shell. Raph placed a reassuring kiss on his beak. That didn't make the blue-banded turtle feel any more comfortable though. Raph snatched a pillow and yanked the rim of Leo's shell up to stash it under him. Leo briefly wondered if he chose the right time to give in and play along. His bottom was popped up at an awkward angle and he knew it would take an effort to roll over or edge out now. Not that Raph would go against their agreement, would he?

" Ughm.. I must admit I feel rather silly right now"

Raph grinned at that kneeling between his spread legs. He ran his hands up Leo's legs, tracing the muscles, and then he leaned in to lick at the line where leg becomes a crotch. Leo's tail, normally modestly concealed was now free and wiggling slightly.  Raph smiled at the view them caught it into his mouth and sucked a little.
Leo gulped.

"Still feeling silly up there?" Raph's voice was a soft rumble somewhere inside him. His fingers were toying with Leo's tail and teasing at his bulging slit even as he spoke.
Leo showed a marvel of self-control, as it only took him a couple of heartbeats to catch back his breath and answer:" No-o?"

A dark chuckle was the only answer he got as the slow teasing continued. It didn't take long to tease his cock out and stroke it to full erection.  Raph was pumping it in long slow movements   and Leo felt his head roll up by itself as pleasure grew.

Raph dived in to suck at the base of Leo's member and that felt good.  Then he moved lower still and his warm tongue left a wet trace down to Leo's entrance. The older turtle was about to voice protest, but Raph chose this very moment to lick his palm and run it over the head of his cock and Leo's hips went up involuntary to push into that wetness.

Raph sucked at the base of his shaft some more then ran his tongue up and swallowed the head. The position didn't allow much movement, so Leo relaxed and let himself get a little vocal to encourage his brother. He knew that Raphael loved all kinds of sex sound he could squeeze out of him, so why not award him?

Raphael grinned around his cock when he heard soft purrs and soft moans that indicated Leo's reaction. Leo might think he was being careless and vivid, but in truth one had to listen carefully to register those soft sounds. Of course, that only made them more precious.

Leo drifted off with the sensation but an unexpected touch opened his eyes. Literally. "Uhgm... Raph? We had a deal..."

Raph's mouth left his cock, as the darker turtle had to stop his ministrations to answer. The probing finger, circling the outer rim of Leo's anus, however, didn't stop. "I am aware of that", - Raph said – "something troublin' ya up there?"

The well-played  innocense in his voice told Leo that his brother knew perfectly well what was troubling him.

Taking the silence for an answer, Raph went down on him again, returning the blessed warmth to Leo's suffering member. And Leo allowed himself to be carried away once again.

The finger in question pressed against the tight muscles of turtle's entrance and started pushing in and Leo tried to wiggle away a little, hoping that Raph would get the message.
The finger followed his movement.  Leo wiggled some more.

Suddenly Raph stopped all his activity and hovered over his brother.
"Look, Leo, I've only got two hands. If you want me to go on with this",  - and he pumped Leo's cock a couple of times indicating what "this" meant, - "ya have ta stop wiggling, man."

Silence was his answer again.  Grinning, the emerald tutrle returned to his position between Leo's legs and licked his fingers a couple of times before continuing blowing his brother. Wet finger slipped into the older turtle with less effort, but  Leo tensed and hissed at the intrusion nevertheless.

"Lube", - he whispered.  Raph looked up from his crotch. "What was that?"
Leo cleared his throat and said louder: "Lube. There is lube under the matress at your left"

Raph's tongue  traced down the green shaft and played with the hole his hand had just deserted, then he said: "Why would I need lube?"

Leo's mind was racing. He wanted for Raph to take him for some time now, he even played with his ass a couple of times, imagining how it would be, but in no way did he want to be raw-fucked. He even stashed lube in his bed to avoid the case. He even made Raph promise that if they wanted to get any further they should discuss and agree on it first.
Speaking about sex was very frustrating for the uptight brother. Yet with Raph being so thick at times, he couldn't avoid it.

Flushing heavily, Leo forced: "If you wanna fuck me, you better use lube."
"Whatever ya say" came the answer before Raph swallowed him down again.  Leo's hips bucked up as he felt Raph's throat tighten around the tip of his dick. As he relaxed back, he felt a sleak finger penetrate him again, sliding in for it's whole length.  

Raph puled it half-way out and in several times, then tried croocking it inside Leo's warm confines. At some point he hit something special inside the older turtle and Leo shuddered from head to toe.  A moan escaped him and this time you didn't have to listen carefully to register it.

Raph grinned and  looked up again:
"Yo, Leo, we had a deal, right? So watcha want: do ya wanna me fuck ya, or should I just.. stop?"

Leo squeezed his eyes shut and turned his face away. Raph's finger was rubbing gently at his inners and he couldn't stop panting. Flush creeped down his neck when he finally managed: "Do it."
"Do what?" Raphael insisted, enjoying the show very much. His own cock was out and screaming for attention, but he wanted to settle this first.

Leo suddenly faced him and met his gaze with clear eyes:
"Fuck me. I want you to. I command you to".
"Shell.." Raph whispered. It was like Leo packed up all the fire he was feeling and sent it his way.

All Raph's devious intentions to tease the consent out of Leo and save it for the next time evaporated. He let go of his brother for a moment to coat his erection with lube and started pushing in slowly. He was much bigger than his finger. Leo was beyond caring.

Buried to the hilt, Raph kept unmoving, giving Leo time to ajust. His hand, still sleak with lube, stroke up and down Leo's dick, keeping him balanced on the verge.

Finally, the hothead felt he couldn't wait any longer.  He let go of Leo's cock to grasp his legs and started moving. It took just a few probing stabs for Leo to reach his climax. The older turtle shook through his orgasm, churring aloud, and Raph sped up, trying to catch up with him. Wet satin walls of Leo's insides tightened around his cock, providing the perfect vacuum, but it was too slow. The pressure and fire that should finally burst out of the emerald turtle were building up too slow.

Leo was coming down from his heights and hissed, signaling his pain.

Raph pulled out of him, yanked the pillow from under his shell and looked over the display. His hand blurred over his cock, as he took in sweaty Leo, covered in milky stains and splashes of his own semen, his legs apart, his cock still somewhat erect, his hole still trembling and open,  glistening with lube and Raph's precome.

Leo was his. His Leo had begged him to fuck him.

With this thought Raph gasped and came, pouring onto Leo's messy plastron.

Raph managed to snatch a towel and clean most of the mess before collapsing beside his brother.
"You broke our deal" - said Leo. Raph huffed: "Don't remember ya saying "no". Besides, ya ordered me too. And now, since ya discovered the slutty part of you, the deal is off anyway" The emerald turtle molded himself along his brother's side and closed his eyes.
Leo smiled, watching him: "Im not complaining".

Chapter 3.


Donatello couldn't believe his eyes. He started to watch the tape several times and the reality still didn't register with him. Could it be true? He rewinded back and started again.

Leo and Raph came into view and they appeared to be talking. Too bad the obsevation cameras didn't record sound. Raph punched Leo's shoulder but it wasn't a real fight, both were smiling. Leo punched back and said something.

Raph pushed him against the tunnel wall,  pressed himself at Leo plastron to plastron. Don felt his skin tingle. He was going to check if the tape had any traces of montage or any other evidence that someone's been messing with it, but instead he watched for a sixth time how Raph nudged his knee between Leo's thighs and pulled blue bandana tails before  nipping at Leo's exposed neck. It was the look of intent pleasure on the leader face that made the scene impossible to tear eyes from.

Leo's hands pressed down on Raph's shoulders and Raph let him go only to  go down  before Leo, who put a hand on the back of emerald turtle's head and was guiding him to his cock peaking out of its confines.

Don found himself panting, as he watched Raph slowly lick up along the opening. His fingers traced down his front as he repeated the movement of Raphaels' toungue and surpressed a moan when his own cock peaked out.

Leo on screen leaned onto the wall, a slight tremor of his knees indicating it had become hard for him to stand upright. His mouth was slightly open, and Don's imagination filled for all the sounds he must have been making. He barely registered what his own hand was doing he just knew it was a pale likeness of what went on on the screen.

Raph's hands were ghosting around his brother's thighs, dissapearing from view but somehow Don knew for sure that Raph played with Leo's tail. What else could drive the leader so wild in such a short time?

Leo said something and Raph moved back grinning up to him. For the first time Don really took a look at Leo's cock. Leo was quite big. There was no way his cock could fit into Raph's mouth unless the hothead was swallowing.

Raph was swallowing! The thought made Donnie bite his lower lip as he tried to mimick that  with his hand, tightening his grip right below the very head of his cock.  He nearly came from the intense sensation it brought him. He even had to squeeze the base of his shaft to make sure it didn't happen yet.

Steadied, he risked another glance at the screen.  First thing that got his attention was Raph standing half-turned to the camera and pumping his erection in long steady rhythm.

Raph was as big as Leo. Probably even a little bigger. Don couldn't compare them because Leo... Leo was getting on all fours, knees and elbows, popping his ass up. His tail wiggled a little, as Leo willed it turn aside, revealing his little hole.

Seeing his leader in such a submissive position sent Don's skin a-burning, especially when Leo turned to cast a look at Raph over his shoulder.  His gaze was filled with such raw passion, that Don felt a responding churr vibrate through his own chest.

When Raph moved into position and lined himself with Leo's entrance Don felt he couldn't hold no longer. He tensed and came, looking through fogy eyes at the screen where two overly sexy turtles were screwing each others brains out.

When he caught his breath the pair on the screen still hasn't finished, but his brain was back into operation now and he looked at the video from a whole new angle.

Why would they want to show him this? It sure explained some recent changes in their behavior like Raph's newfound calmness or Leo's somewhat playful mood. Still, why show him?

Granted, he got a damn hot masturbation video. Surely, it was not the sole purpose of the show?

In few days Don got another tape. Then one more. His brothers acted as though nothing happened. He too didn't bring this subject up. He just started a home porn collection.

Donatello was sure that Leo had been aware of the camera – the leader had a sixth sense for those, besides, he helped Don to set up their surveillance. So the purple banded turtle felt free to use the tapes for his own pleasure.

******
Mikey thought he saw a pattern. Whatever his brothers did behind that closed doors of Leo's room, it had to do with extra sparring sessions they started to have rather regularly.  Was something on?

Mikey was waay to smart to try evesdropping at Leo's door, knowing that Leo out-ninjaed them all by a head-and-a-half. However, in few weeks of vane attempts to get information otherwise, evesdropping  was slowly becoming his last resort.

So one day, when the pair tiptoed to Leo's room and shut the door, Mikey silently abandoned one of his favorite action shows (knowledge requires sacrificies, you know?) and rooted himself
just outside the door, careful to breath slowly and silently.

At first he couldn't make out anything. Then he heard a soft moan that for some reason made his heart beat faster. Shifting slightly to press his earslit tighter to the door, Mikey strained to catch everything.

Someone was breathing heavily, then there was that moan again, followed by Raph's guttural "yeahh... S'right... show me, how slutty ya are..."  Mikey's eyes widened and he felt his toes curl.
Did they really?

Leo's churr accompanied buy Raph's grunts and sounds of skin smacking against skin took all doubts away. Mikey felt a heat wave rush up his body and half-closed his eyes, sliding a hand down his front. Before it could reach its destination, however, his wrist was caught by someone else's hand and a second hand covered his mouth, preventing a cry.

"Shh..." Donnie whispered into his ear: "They still can hear you. Follow me".

Donnie didn't let go of his mouth until they entered his lab and he closed the door. As soon as he removed his hand, Mikey burst:

"Dude! You totally gave me a heart attack! Stop sneaking up on people when they are...""
"...Evesdropping?" Don leaned against his lab door and crossed his arms upon his plastron.
"Interrogating strange occurances" - Mikey corrected.
" Did you know they were...? That they are...? How did it even...? Have you known?"

Don detached from the door and moved around the lab, looking into several cabinets until he found what he was looking for.

"Yes, Mikey, I am aware of them for a while now.  I guess, it's time you knew too." He set up the video. As he pressed play and turned to Mikey, the later noticed a slight flush on genius' face. At least he wasn't the only one feeling awkward.

"I leave you to it" - Don said, " there's really no need for me to watch it again"... in front of you... so you could tease me for the rest of my life – he finished in his mind. "And please, - Don said before exiting his own lab, - don't try to spy on them again. Raph keeps him occupied but even so Leo can hear you"

The tape lasted for 13,5 minutes. Don knew for sure, he had watched it many times. He stayed in the kitchen brewing and then drinking his coffee for 17 minutes, just to make sure there would be no awkward scene when he returned.  

When he was back in his lab, there was no trace of Mikey. However, the musque scent lingering in the air and a lot of paper tissues in the rubbish bin were enough to draw a conclusion that the tape had the same effect on his vigorous brother as it had on Don himself.

Interesting, - Don mused,  - are there really no heterosexual turtles in this family?

Chapter 4


The next morning Mikey's cheerfulness was somewhat crispy at the edges. He was cooking breakfast and humming underbreath. Sometimes this humming turned into muttering and then a carefull listener could decipher phrases like "show them what an ass is really for". Too bad there were neither careful nor careless listeners around – Leo was running his morning kata routine under Splinters tuting gaze and the rest of the family were still asleep.

Mikey was nearly finished when he heard voices and Leo looked into the kitchen. Mikey gave him his best smile.
"Hey!"  - he said.
"Morning Mikey. What brings you on your feet so early?" Leo squeezed past him to get a bottle of water from the fridge and Mikey sniffed at him, trying to smell a difference. There was no difference. Leo still smelled like apples and sandalwood and was the same solid Leo he knew all his life.
"I dunno. I just woke up and thought : It's a wonderful morning, Mikey. Why don't you go make breakfast for your wonderful family? Scrambled eggs?"

He put a plate on the table before Leo, who said: "You've just made that up"

"Yup. No fooling you." Mikey was watching his older brother intently, looking for any subtle changes. In fact, Leo looked a little more lively and his moves got even more fluid if that was even possible.

He looked... happy.

Mikey felt a stab of guilt watching Leo scoop a forkfull of scrambled eggs and put them in his mouth. Before the older managed to finish this move Mikey surged forward and punched his hand, sending the fork  with all its content flying across the kitchen, dropping food on the way.

"Why did you do it?!"

"Sorry, Leo." Mikey swooped the plate off the table " I just realised that milk was spoiled"

Leo stared at him. Mikey stared back. Leo rose from his chair. Mikey stood his ground, plate in question in his hand.

"Are you... Are you mad at me or something?" Leo finally asked.

"No! Shell, no! Trust me, you don wanna eat it." - Mikey added hastily, throwing the containts of the plate in the rubbish.

"Allright. Since you made this mess, you clean it while I wake the others and we can start breakfast anew. Ok?"
"Sure. I'll put on coffee for Donnie" Mikey said without turning back to Leo, pretending he was too busy tidying up.
Leo studied him for a few heartbeats, then shrugged his shoulders and went to wake his other brothers.
****

Don wasn't surprised when in few days Mikey, blushing heavily, asked him to borrow the tape.
"I'm not giving it to you." - said Donatello and added before Mikey started whining, - "but you can watch it in here. I don't want them or Splinter to know you're watching it."

"But I.."

"Don't worry, I won't disturb you. I'm having an experiment on and I probably won't even notice your presence" - now that was a lie - " I just don't want this tape to leave this room."

Mikey hesitated a little but the appeal was greater than his doubts, so he finally muttered his agreement.

Beaming inwardly, Donnie locked the lab door, set up the playback and moved to his laptop on the other side of his desk. Positioning himself so, that the webcam on the shelf had an inobtruded view of Mikey in front of a small monitor, Don called the picture up on his screen and sat down, truning his back to his brother. The headphones completed the scene.

At first Mikey was nervous. He cast glances to Don's unmoving back. Then the scenes on screen captured his attention and he stopped squirming and started  rocking ever so slightly back and forth. His palms were rubbing up and down his legs, eyes glued to the monitor.

Don flashed a smile. Watching Mikey heat up was as exciting as watching the sewer tape itself.  Mikey licked his lips and dropped down. Immediately the lab air was filled with a light musky scent of tutrtle arousal. Mikey moaned softly, probably sure that Don couldn't hear him through headphones.  Still thinking about how close Mikey was behind him, Don felt warm tingling sread from his stomach.

He focused on the camera feed. Mikey licked his hand and was stroking himself. When he started churring, Don knew, he couldn't keep the distance any longer.

Mikey was so captured by the tape and his own actions that he didn't realise Donnie was moving until olive hands slid down his arms and he felt his brother's breath on his cheek.

"You're way too loud" - Donnie said, - "Let me help you with that" His hand covered Mikey's hand on his cock and then replaced it. Mikey tensed at first and squirmed to cast a frightened look on Don's face, but the later kneeled behin him and urged the orange banded turtle to lean his head back onto Don's shoulder as he started pumping the sea-green cock matching the movement on screen.

"God, Donnie!" - Mikey exclaimed and was immediately silenced by Donnie's palm covering his mouth.

"You're way too loud" - the genius repeated, fastening the rhythm. Mikey's toes dug into the floor as he was frantically searching for some anchor to keep him on the surface. There was none.

Donatello turned his head aside, exposing the neck and licked at the skin above his pulse point. It worked, just as it did on the tape.

Mikey climaxed,  sagging down in his arms,  whimpering slightly. Don waited a few seconds to ensure he was indeed spent and went to clean his hand.  As he turned back to Mikey, Mikey was looking at him with the wide eyes. There was also a spool of jizz on the floor.

"Get out" - he said before Mikey had a chance to open his mouth.  - "I still have an experiment to finish." Experiment included taking care of his own little problem but Donnie considered it unneccessary courtesy to inform Mikey about that.

Chapter 5.


They say, if something can go downhill, then downhill it will go.
After morning practice, as everyone got along with their own chores and business, Raph paused by Leo, who was putting the meditation mattes and candles away.
"I'm gonna hit Casey's today."
"Oh? You two are planning some kind of trouble?"
Raph huffed "I'm never planning trouble, it just happens. And no, we're just gonna watch a game"

Leo closed the candles cabinet and turned to Raph. "Can't you watch it here?"
"Not with Mike whining about his shows. And I ain't asking for permission. Just telling ya so ya know".

"Yeah, fine. Look, Donnie's been going on about security contour in east 3rd tunnel. He says some guys were planting the fiber and must have ripped the movement detector off. You could take a look at that on the way to Casey"

Raph shrugged "Why doesn't he do it himself... alright, I'll check" - he added, seeing Leo's expression. A lecture about how much Donnie does for the family and how they all should help him as much as possible nearly happened.

Donnie was barely out of his lab last days and Raph missed a chance to talk to him until it was time to leave.

The door to Don's lab wasn't locked but as Raph stepped inside he got the feeling, that it better would be.

"Donnie, I need a scheme and spare par...." His voice trailed off. Don immediately turned the playback off but it was too late – Raph has recognized the picture.

Several heartbeats of very uncomfortable silence followed. Raph blinked. Then blinked again. Finally he grinned at chagrined and very guilty looking but still quite excited Donatello: "Whatever flows your boat, bro. Just don't let Leo see this – he'll freak out"

The purple banded turtle felt himself wrapped in uncharacteristically strong anger, that replaced any guilt he was feeling. Why is it always Leo's feelings that matter?! Leo sure didn't care if he was hurting anyone!

Raph shook his head and was about to leave,  when Don's emotionless voice halted him: "What makes you think he doesn't know?"

Raph stopped in his tracks and turned back to face his genius brother: "Wut?"
"We're talking about Leo here, right? Leo, who can sense a camera from across the street? Leo, who helped me with the security system?" Leo, who just has to rub it in Don's face that he had something Don couldn't have?

Raphael's eyes narrowed, he tensed, frowned,  then turned and rushed out, nearly bumping into Leo who started saying something. The hothead didn't even slow down.
"Raph!" - Leo exclaimed, when his brother was already out. He turned to look at Don, who was standing in the lab door, watching Raph rush out.

The hurt look on the emerald turtle's face just before he ran made Donnie immediately regret his words. But the damage was done.

"I'm sorry Leo. I think I just ruined your relationship."

"What did you do?!"

"The tape" - Don breathed out. Realization hit Leo and he rushed after his mate without wasting any more words.

***

Raphael ran. His legs were straining to carry him away from the pain in his chest. The pain refused to let go.

His head felt numb and lifeless and the thoughts were stuck on "He used me". At some point, the turtle rushed into the circular joint where waters from several tunnels were joining and discharging onto the lower level.  He stopped there, watching the water drag various pieces of junk down the pipe, grateful that the roar of this place deafened him enough not to think anything.

Somehow he sensed Leo's presence before he heard him calling his name. Not bothering to face him, Raph walked away from the joint into one of dryer tunnels. Leo easily caught up with him. "Raph, please! Let me explain.."

"Too late for that" Raph grunted before running off again. Leo followed him, refusing to be shaken off so easily.

"I did that for you! For us!" Leo called after him.

In few turns they reached a place where the goddamn tape was taken and Raph skidded to a stop.He swung around, finally turning to his brother.

"WHAT?! What kind of mind fuckery is that?!"

Leo winced involuntary at his choice of words, and explained himself: "Remember how you always say it sucks to hide? I thought they might accept us easier if we make them live with the thought for a while."

"Ya think I'm stupid? If yar so worried 'bout our coming out, why don't ya prove it? Go to Splinter!"

Leo sighed. "You know I can't do that. Yet, if we had Don and Mikey behind our backs, maybe.."

"Bullshit!" Raph's amber eyes were yellow with anger "Don't insult me with anymore lies! I ain't yer fucking puppet on the strings! I ain't yer fucking clown! You used me!"

"I'm sorry! It seemed a good idea and I wasn't sure you'd play along... I'm sorry!"

"Sorry?" Raph's eyes narrowed, he removed his sais from the sash and hurled them aside. "Not sorry enough!" he growled , surging at his brother.

It was a strange fight. Weaponless, yet completely unlike their sparring were. Raph's rage channeling into vicious blows, while Leo's guilt was preventing him to fully retaliate. Stuck to defensive, Leo quickly realized that Raph's anger made him faster and he didn't manage to avoid or soft block the attacks in time.

He was pressed to use hard blocks, and Leo felt his hands getting numb  and heavy with every strike they had to catch. Twice he barely escaped a deadlock, once caught a  kick into his plastron when he was too slow to get up from the fall. Raph wasn't holding back.

Another punch got through Leo's defenses and landed into his left shoulder, momentarily causing Leo to lower the left. Willing his arm to resume position, Leo missed a kick in the knee. He had enough.  

Leo's counter attack only made Raphael double his efforts.  He was bigger, heavier, faster and seriously pissed off. In few moments Leo's hurt shoulder was hurt again and he got himself into a wrist lock. The world spun around and Leo rammed his left shoulder into the concrete landing heavily. It hurt like hell.

Leo decided not to stand up. His shoulder felt like it was dislocated.

Raph turned to face the observation camera and said, articulating carefully: "I hope you enjoyed the show"

"That's it?" Leo called out when it became clear that they are done. "You don't want to hurt me no more?"

"I don wanna see you no more" Raph answered before kicking into run again.

****
When Leo returned home about an hour later, he looked barely better than the time when the Foot Elite made a punching bag out of him. Seeing him limp into the Lair, cradling his left arm with his right, Don rushed to him and ushered him into med bay.

"My fault. I should have kept my tongue"- Don murmured, gently taking away Leo's right hand to take a look at his hurt shoulder. Leo was pale and sweat soaked his mask. Yet, he didn't flinch when delicate fingers of the family doctor traced his injury.

"No it's not" - he answered - "He'd figure out eventually"

Don smirked, wetting a soft cloth and rubbing gently at Leo's numerous bruises and even spots where the skin was torn by a hit. He turned down to examine the cause of Leo's limp. There was a several inch laceration on his ankle and it looked angry.

To keep Leo distracted from the pain, Don asked the first thing that came onto his mind:
"Why do you always bottom for him? Is he forcing you?"

There was a long pause and the genius looked up. Leo was staring at him wide-eyed.

"I mean, on those tapes you always are. Sorry. Just being curious" Don swooped around the bay, gathering medication for cleaning and disinfecting the cut. As the first  drop of  peroxide reached the wound, Leo hissed and answered: "You know, it's nice not to be in charge for a change"

"Yeah, I get it" - Don said, getting busy with cleaning the cut, - "responsibility is a harsh burden, especially when those you are responsible for not always appreciate it. It's OK to want to get rid of it from time to time" He tossed a red cloth aside and tore off a new piece.

"No, that's not what I meant. I don't want to get rid of it. It's just... Raph's always got my back. I can trust him and just … let go and flow with it. I know he won't hurt me"

"Oh yeah, this here is a lot of not hurting you at all" He covered the wound with arnica ointment and applied light bandage over it.
"This here is different." - Leo said quickly, "He had every right to be mad. After what I did."

Don finished with his foot and stood up, locking his gaze with Leo. It was a little strange that Leo didn't refuse to talk about it all, and Don sensed he should seize the  chance. "Why did you do it? Couldn't  miss a chance to show off?"

Leo bit his lower lip. His shoulder was still off and aching like hell. It looked like Donatello preferred to interrogate him rather than help him.

"You have hots for him, don't you?" He answered the question with a one of his own.

"How would you know?"

Leo flashed a smile that quickly turned into a grimace of pain. "Know the symptoms. I didn't do it to rub in your face" he added.

"Why then?"
"Don, please, my arm!"

Donatello watched him for a moment then went to the lab door and shouted for Mikey. The later appeared immediately as if he was waiting to be called. Stepping into the med bay, Mikey let out an astonished gasp. "Leo?! What happened?!"
"Raph happened." Don explained, squeezing past Mikey.

"But how?" Leo shook his head, but Mikey caught Don's gaze and the brainiac articulated "Tell you later"  above Leo's head, before saying: "Hold him while I put the bone in the joint again"

"There's no need" - Leo protested "I can control myself"
"You're not in charge here" - Donnie said to his leader " just let go and flow with it"

Leo blushed despite the pain.

Don gestured to Mikey who attached himself to the turtle's good arm and prepared to hold.
Don pulled and pushed, there was a loud snap and Leo's pained cry as the shoulder moved  into proper position again.

As the pain died, Leo threw a glance  through the open door and met Raph's eyes.  As soon as Raph saw him looking back, regret on his face turned into anger. Leo sighed. Mikey followed his gaze and whispered" I'm so gonna kill him", but before he made it to the door, Splinter's voice cut in: "Raphael, my room. Now."

Donnie raised a brow. Judging by sensei's tone,  Raph would soon wish he was now in Leo's place. Raph straightened up and went to meet his doom.

Chapter 6


Raphael was still angry with Leo, and part of him wanted to rush out and roam through the city, until he found someone to beat his frustration into. Preferably someone that wasn't Leo. Because seeing his brother in pain didn't make it better, not at all. If anything, it made him even more desperate than before. Because he wanted to kill him. Because he wanted to apologize. Because the thought of breaking up was so painful that he wanted to inflict pain in return. Because the thought of hurting Leo was so unbearable that he wanted to run away and hide for the rest of his life.

Splinter was looking at him warily. It wasn't the first time his hothead son was refusing to open up to his father. It was the first time he didn't seem to care, though.

"Kneel". Raph obeyed more out of habit than actually paying attention. Splinter sat down at a small japanese tea table across from him and studied his most rebellious student. He could see that the turtle was hurt. Yet, so was his elder son, and where Raph seemed to suffer from internal pain, Leo was literally bleeding.

Wounds of the body heal fast. It is spiritual damage that lasts.

While Raphael felt old rat's gaze trying to look right into his soul, he was too focused on his drama to pay much attention to it. He was ready to accept any punishment from Splinter for maiming Leo, because it was incomparable to what he wanted to do to himself right now.

Minutes passed and slowly the silence grew very uncomfortable. Finally Raph raised his gaze from the floor to meet his sensei's eyes."I see no wounds on you".

Raph looked down at his hands, arms, legs. "Y..yes, I suppose so...sensei?"

"What happened?" Splinter's voice carried across old's rat contained anger. The tip of his tail tapping on the floor was also pretty much an indicator.

Immediately Splinter felt Raph's resolve strengthen, any resemblance of compliance that he might have shown earlier stripped from him. Splinter let the question linger, knowing that the silence would make Raphael answer him sooner than any words of persuasion. He was right.  

Raphael's mind was racing. He knew he would spill everything eventually; it always had been just a matter of time. But he couldn't give away what they had with Leo,  regardless if he and Leo were history now... and of course they were. There was no way of getting over it, not after what he did, not after what he said... He felt his throat tighten.
"We.. had a fight and I.. I lost control, sensei" Raph's gaze fell on the floor again.

"You had a fight" - Splinter repeated with just a tad of questioning intonation to it "And Leonardo is seriously hurt while you are unscathed. How did that happen? Didn't he fight back?"

Raph swallowed. He saw where this was coming and he saw no way to avoid it: "He didn't fight back. And I was too angry to notice it.  I just..." He winced "just... kept hitting him... until he stopped getting up" - he finished in whisper.

Splinter's tail was thrashing against the floor but otherwise nothing changed in the rat's composure "An then?"

"I walked away" - the words were barely audible.

It took Splinter some time to find inner calm before he trusted himself to speak. He rose from the floor and started pacing there and back. Raphael wasn't defending himself and that was unusual.

"I am disappointed, my son. I have warned you many, many times about the danger of this route. Anger may give you a feeling of being stronger, but it is a treacherous ally that seeks to take control from you. One step too far - and you may hurt the ones you love."

Raph's head jerked up. Did Splinter know? Was he just using the L-word for emphasis?

"... the thing that holds us together as a family - is trust. Trust that is easy to break and so hard to rebuild." Splinter stopped and pinned his son with a sharp gaze  "You understand that, Raphael?"

Yes. Trust. His trust that Leo broke when arranged this filming. Leo's trust that he broke when he hurt him. Raph lowered his head "Yes, sensei. I realize that".

"Good. I will help you deal with your anger and understand what you need to do, to mend this damage." The rat paused, questioning himself, whether the punishment he chose would be enough. "You are grounded for one week. No going out, no TV, no video games. No talking to your brothers."

Raphael cast him an astonished gaze "But Sensei! What am I to do?"

A dry smile touched Splinter's muzzle "You will train. Extra morning and afternoon training and three hours of meditation daily". Seeing that Raphael was still trying to process this, Splinter said in a milder tone "This is not to punish you, but to help you understand the value of having a family."

Raphael bowed. "I understand, Master Splinter".
****
As much as Leo wanted to know what goes on in Splinter's room, there was no way he would act upon this desire. Whatever the consequences were, he didn't have the energy to fret over whether Raphael would spill their not-so-secret-now to their father. His body was yearning to stretch out and after a few yawns he produced, Don insisted he got to bed.

"I'll check on you later" - the genius said implying that they would talk more. Leo forced a smile and limped off to his room.

Don turned to one extremely quiet brother he still had in the lab. Sitting silently with hands folded on his lap wasn't normal for the orange banded turtle who was usually bouncing all around the place.

"Raph didn't know about the camera" - he said simply, fulfilling the promise to share this information.

Mikey nodded slowly, his gaze still fixed on something indistinct on the chest of drawers. "I figured this much" - he exhaled and then finally shifted to look Don in the eyes: "Dude, it's all because of us. Of you. You shouldn't have touched that tape, let alone let me see it."

"Not possible" - Donatello responded calmly, without any trace that Mikey's opinion bothered him. He put the medication and bandages away and continued "I have to watch all surveillance vids. Leo was aware of that. I'm not taking the blame for this one."

"What do you think Splinter will do?" Mikey asked, eyeing the shoji. He didn't want to elaborate the question of who was responsible for this breakdown. He blamed everyone.
As if answering his question, the door slid aside and Raphael walked out. He looked a little shaken.

Mikey rushed to him with questions, but Raph shook his head and ran off to his room.
****
When Don got to check on Leo, the later appeared to be soundly asleep. However, as Don was already closing the door, Leo's voice stopped him "Donnie".

Taking that as invitation Don sneaked in and sat down on the floor beside the futon. "How's your arm? Ankle?"

"Better. And better. Thanks for asking" Leo smiled and settled cross-legged on the bed.
Donnie quickly relayed to him the details of Raph punishment as Splinter had told them. Leo seemed to be relieved. Surely, if Raph gave away anything, the punishment would be more severe.

For several heartbeats they were studying each other in dim light coming through the cracked open door. "So.." Don said when silence started to get to him.

"So.. you wanted me to tell you why I did.. what I did" came the response. Don nodded and added "I must admit, I see no other explanation than you rubbing it into me"

Leo raised a brow: "How come you're not mad at me then?"

"Ph-lease. I'm smarter than that. Besides, you said you had other purpose".

The shadows hid Leo's soft smile. Don was always ready to trust him on anything. Leo appreciated it, that's why he was going to answer truthfully. Slowly, carefully choosing every word, as if he was feeling out the wade, he said: "It saddens me to see that me and Raph… being... you know... physical... divides us while it could unite us instead".

Don processed it for a while and Leo waited patiently for him to say something.

"Don't see how this was going to work out. Raph just beat you to a pulp for going behind his back. Did you tell him this?"

Leo shook his head. Don tilted his "Don't see how this was going to work" – he repeated.

Leo cupped Don's cheek with his hand and leaned in when his brother didn't pull away. Slowly, very slowly he pressed his beak to Don's and whispered: "It will work, if you are willing".

Don, who was somehow expecting to be kissed, opened his eyes. "Suppose I am"  - he answered, - "how will you do that with the hothead so mad at you?"

Leo smiled and withdrew from him.  "He won't be mad for long. I hurt him, he hurt me, and we are even.  You know Raph. Soon, he'll feel guilty because of the fight and will be more
than ready to forgive me…I hope." He stopped at a new expression on Don's face.

"You are a devious turtle" the genius said "What stops me from telling Raph of your cunning plan and taking advantage of the situation?"

"Ph-lease. You're smarter than that".

Chapter 7

The punishment turned out not so bad. At least the training and - what the hell - the meditation part of it. Leo was excused of training for a few days ahead because of his injury, and Raph got to excersize kicks and punches on a wooden dummy while Don and Mikey worked their way through morning practice. Then, as they were dismissed to have breakfast Raphael got to work on his forms. And on top of that came one hour meditation, during which he could feel his stomach eat itself and growl with frustration. Little to no words were spoken in his direction and he himself didn't speak at all.
When he finally got to the kitchen the coffee was cold and the room was empty. He scavenged what he could and ate alone without even turning on the lights. What was there to look at anyway?

Nothing to do after breakfast (if you can call it that at eleven o'clock) was the worst part of it. There was no point in working out just yet as he still had an extra training with Splinter later on and nothing much to do rather than read a magazine and he was pretty sure he should save this as a last resort for later. A shower maybe. Yeah, he could kill some time with that.

On the way upstairs he caught his name being thrown into a conversation and grinded his teeth. Don and Mikey were watching news and talking in the living room. Raph wouldn't probably want to join them if he was allowed to, but now that he was forbidden to nothing seemed to be more appealing than just hop with his brothers on the couch, watch TV and chat. Well, except for doing it with Leo.

Speaking of whom. Raph turned the corner and nearly bumped into his brother. Leo seemed a little anxious but otherwise was looking much better than the night before. Raph's gaze fell upon a light bandage on his shoulder and the hothead felt a stab of guilt. Leo was studying him as intently, as if trying to pry into his mind. He didn't try to talk to Raphael as he probably was aware that Splinter had forbidden him to talk to his brothers.
For some reason that unquestioning compliance irritated the red-banded turtle and he brisqly moved past his leader and went to the showers. He needed a long shower. Probably a cold one.
***
Extra training turned out to be a lot of statics. Raphael never had much appreciation for that kind of excersizes, which is probably why Splinter chose them,  but then again, he never experienced keeping a low stance for such a long time. Trained as he was, he still felt his muscles tremble with effort halfway into the second half an hour of this session. He struggled to keep his rooted tree low through a series of very slow steps that Splinter made him do but his mind kept flicking back to his encounter with Leo in the hallway. Did Leo want to say something to him?
Splinter's cane tapped upon his knee for the third time this session as his sensei reminded him not to twist his knee outward. Raph corrected his stance.
"Raphael, you have to concentrate. It is very important to keep your form flawless on slow motion so that this perfection becomes an instinct."

Yeah. Perfection becomes an instinct. Raph immediately felt as though he was Leo at this moment. It surely was a lesson that the older turtle had learned. Raph had to clear his throat before he got his voice back to answer: "I'm sorry, Sensei. I'll focus better"

When he was released to sit out his remaining two hours of meditation for the day, Raph was surprised to realize that meditation wasn't all that bad. His muscles were slightly trembling as the tension was leaving his body and he found himself strangely peaceful... or just too tired to care.
Eyes closed, he focused on the air flowing in and out of his chest and...

"Raphael! You are snoring, son."

Splinter's voice snapped him back to reality and Raph blinked: "I guess I fell asleep... sorry, sensei"

Splinter watched him for a while then said mildly: "That's enough for today, my son. Rest". Raph was grateful for that.

The next two days were pretty much the same. Raphael started to suspect that the real notion behind Splinter's choice of punishment was putting him in Leo's place. Also, he got to appreciate forms. Forms were much better than playing "go" with Splinter while maintaining the horseman position. His legs hurt after that. Did Leo do this all the time?

Whatever free time Raph got left from his daily chores he spent locked up in his room. He wasn't really required to, but it was much better than walking past his brothers ignoring their glances and conversation. He barely spoke those days. Granted, he could call Casey - that wasn't prohibited, but it felt like slacking off and he didn't want to make it any easier for himself. Harsh as it was, he'd earned every bit of it.

***

Leo wasn't sure Raph was the one who was punished here. He never thought that keeping distance even for a couple of days would feel so lonely. It was probably because they hadn't had a chance to talk about it. Of course, he told Donnie that he had everything under control and Raph would come to his senses and back to him, but truth to be told, he wasn't so sure about it.

What if... what if Raph was serious? When they met up that hallway, he went past him like there was nothing left. Didn't even look back! Not knowing was hurting him. Leo kept his expression neutral, but couldn't help staring at the hothead whenever he got a glimpse of his brother moving around their home.

On the fourth day of Raphael's punishment Leo was missing him like hell. He won two rounds of Mortal Combat against Mikey, then lost three in a row just because he caught Raph's silhoette reflect on TV screen when the hothead was going to his afternoon extra training. It felt like he couldn't concentrate on the game. So he passed his controller over to Donnie and excused himself to his room.

When had he become so dependant on Raph? He didn't have any problem with staying away for months before! Well, he did have _some_ problems with it but nothing compared to this engulfing feeling of freezing that he was experiencing now.

Leo lit a candle and settled on the floor to meditate. The candle flame was same color as Raph's eyes. He reached toward the flickering fire and felt warmth coming of it. Raph was warm too. Leo let out a sigh of frustration. Could he stop thinking about his brother for one single minute?

Breathing carefully, he concentrated on clearing his mind. It took him some effort to reach the spiritual plane. What he was feeling was both scary and dangerous. And it was a perfect reasoning for pressing his ideal arrangement onto his brothers. Because in no way should you put all eggs into one basket, especially if those eggs are all you'll ever get.

His train of thought was interrupted by a familiar presence. Leo withdrew from the realms of pure mind and opened his eyes. Mikey was kneeling on the opposite side of the candle and its light cast funny shadows on his smiling face.

"Dude" - Mikey said when it got obvious that something had to be said,  - "Are you allright? I mean, really - are you?" Concern in the youngest' voice as well as warmth in his eyes were so sincere, that Leo found himself shaking his head, though initially he wanted to deny everything.

"Not really", - he found himself saying, - "It sucks not to know if we're OK or not"

Mikey flashed him a smile : "We're OK! I mean, you and Raph.... it totally freaked me out first! Never saw that coming, but... we're good. Definitely."

Leo frowned a little then answered: "Ermm... This is very good to hear, though I wasn't talking about.." he trailed off, seeing Mikey's eyes widen.
"You were talking about... him? After what he did to you?! You're beating yourself up because of that brute?"
Leo averted his eyes : "I'm not beating myself up. I just want to know if we're OK"

Mikey leaned forward and put a hand on the floor to support himself. The air shift made the candle flicker and in this dancing light Mikey's face hovering over the candle looked like some kind of a grotesque mask.
"He beats you up to a pulp and you're still not through with him?"

"I earned it"

"No you didn't! He totally lost it! He maimed you and left you out there injured. What if Foot found you there? Or whoever else? He turned his back on you, Leo!"

Leo winced and whispered "I wasn't exactly helpless", eyes stuck to the floor. But it was the look of hurt on his face that finally made Mikey stop. The younger looked away, then back at his leader and shifted a little closer: "Look. It's not fair that you suffer because he can't control himself. He is punished and he's earned it but it doesn't mean that you have to be miserable... You're not alone..." The orange banded turtle casually put the candle out of the way and shifted to kneel before Leo face to face. "You're not alone" he repeated and his fingers greased Leo's knee when he brought his face close to his brother's. "You don't have to be lonely" - Mikey whispered and leaned in for a kiss... at least he meant to.

Leo pressed his palm to Mikey's plastron and stopped this forward movement. They stared at each other from this very close distance that makes faces look funny. Mikey gulped.

Leo smiled at him: "You know what? You are right, Mikey. Thanks!"

With that, Leo pecked him on the cheek, rose and went out. Mikey lost half a second cupping the cheek that just got kissed and staring into the gloom, Then jumped up and rushed after his brother: "Leo! wait!"

As he rushed out into the corridor, all that he saw was Raph's door shutting. Mikey threw his hands up in exasperation.

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