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", "writing": "\tDon stood in the doorway of Raph’s room, watching his brother pump iron. Not inclined to go back into the dojo until Leo’s ‘game’ had been put away, Raph contented himself with focusing on specific muscle groups, using the lighter set of free weights he kept upstairs.\n\n\tThere were plenty of projects that awaited Don’s attention, but he wasn’t in the mood to focus on them just then. He wanted company; more specifically Raph’s company, and staring at his brother’s bulging muscles was an added bonus.\n\n\tAs if reading his mind, Raph asked, “Like what ya’ see, Donny?”\n\n\t“Actually, yes,” Don answered without the slightest embarrassment. If his mind weren’t so preoccupied with other thoughts, he might have jumped Raph then and there.\n\n\tRaph knew him so well. “Obviously ya’ ain’t here for a mid-morning quickie. Got something on your mind?” he asked.\n\n\t“Tea canister,” Don answered.\n\n\tStanding up from his weight bench, Raph stretched and then grinned at his brother. “Oh, ya’ mean the one that was conveniently on a shelf too high up for Leo ta reach?”\n\n\t“Did you put it up there?” Don asked suspiciously.\n\n\tRaph snorted, kneeling on the bench as he worked his triceps. “Why would I be helping Fearless out like that?”\n\n\t“Because you want to help him awaken Mikey’s sexuality?” Don guessed.\n\n\t“Ri~ght,” Raph said, pausing in his routine to look at Don. “Let’s say that someone needs ta do it, but I’m sure as hell not tipping my hand ta Leo by suddenly offering ta help him win Mikey over.”\n\n\t“You want Leo to continue to work hard in his quest for Mikey, that’s what you told me,” Don said.\n\n\t“Best way I’ve found ta make Leo work is ta challenge his ass,” Raph said complacently.\n\n\tDon studied his brother, who went back to his workout. “You’re going to keep trying to claim Mikey for yourself, aren’t you?”\n\n\tRaph glanced up. “Think about how much fun we could have with him,” he said, his eyes gleaming. “You’ve seen the way he moves.”\n\n\t“Your methods are more apt to scare him away again,” Don reminded his brother.\n\n\t“Then I guess I’ll have ta change my methods,” Raph said lightly.\n\n\tDon laughed. “Sometimes the way your mind works is frightening,” he said.\n\n\t“Oh yeah, Donny? ‘S that why ya’ find me so fascinating?” Raph asked smugly, setting his free weight on the floor.\n\n\t“Nope,” Don said as he grinned. “I thought you already figured out it was your big muscles.”\n\n\t“Come ‘ere and I’ll show ya’ a big muscle,” Raph said with a leer.\n\n~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\n\n\tLeo could feel Mikey’s eyes on him as they worked to stack the bamboo poles into the crate Don had built to hold them.\n\n\tEach time he would glance up though, Mikey would quickly look away. His youngest brother was working shoulder to shoulder with him, seemingly unwilling to put more than a couple of feet between them.\n\n\tLeo smiled to himself. Getting Mikey used to his touch was a small part of his plan; having his brother begin to crave it was a bigger part. It seemed to be working.\n\n\tInstead of running off to play a video game once they had completed the task, Mikey shuffled his feet and looked at everything except Leo.\n\n\t“Did you want to ask me something, Mikey?” Leo couldn’t help but notice Mikey’s relief when he posed the question.\n\n\t“I was just wondering what you were gonna do now,” Mikey said in an offhand manner, his blue eyes finally reaching up to connect with Leo’s.\n\n\t“Actually, I was planning to meditate,” Leo said with the ghost of a smile.\n\n\t“Oh.” Mikey seemed to debate that answer and Leo waited. “Could I join you?” Mikey asked, then hastily added, “I’ve gotta do one hour this week anyway so I might as well get it over with.”\n\n\t“Of course,” Leo told him.\n\n\tAs Mikey unfolded one of their tatami mats, Leo brought several candles over and placed them to either side of he and Mikey.\n\n\tHolding up the incense, Leo asked, “Yes or no? I know you don’t care for scent all that much.”\n\n\tMikey made a face. “Get something other than sandalwood next time, dude. It reminds me of Master Splinter and I keep expecting him to yell at me for not sitting up straight. You have no idea how hard it is to concentrate when you’re worried about his cane rapping you on the head.”\n\n\tLeo chuckled and put the incense away. Mikey waited until Leo had lit the candles and seated himself on the mat before settling down next to his older brother. That he was sitting a little closer than usual didn’t escape Leo’s notice, but he didn’t say anything.\n\n\tAs Leo closed his eyes he sensed rather than saw Mikey shifting a bit more. Pretending to be deep into his meditative state, Leo remained immobile as the side of Mikey’s hand came into contact with his.\n\n\tThat’s when Leo noticed that Mikey’s scent was much stronger than usual. In fact, the smell was so arousing that Leo had difficulty concentrating, although he worked hard to keep up the pretense of being entranced.\n\n\tLeo doubted that Mikey spent even a moment of his hour in meditation actually doing so. For his part, Leo spent the time constructing a scenario that would bring him even closer to his youngest brother. \n\n\tHis plan wasn’t something that could be put into play until evening. Sometime before nightfall Leo needed to extricate himself from Mikey’s attentions in order to gather a few needed supplies.\n\n\tWhen his hour was up, Mikey opened his eyes and glanced over at Leo. His brother, completely immobile, looked as though he was miles away.\n\n\tFeeling bold, Mikey rolled onto his knees and stared hard at Leo’s face. He had never truly studied any of his brother’s features, but he suddenly wanted badly to know everything there was to know about Leonardo.\n\n\tHis eyes traced over Leo’s skin, wondering about faint scars he noticed for the first time on his brother’s cheek. Mikey watched Leo’s eyelids flicker slightly and found himself curious about what his brother saw when he meditated.\n\n\tLeaning a bit closer, Mikey could feel Leo’s exhale tickle his chin. Leo’s mouth fascinated him; usually set in a firm line, or curved downwards from intense concentration, Mikey found that his brother’s lips were actually a bit more full than he’d ever realized.\n\n\tMikey liked Leo’s voice; both his regular speaking voice and his command voice. Now Mikey remembered that whenever Leo talked he’d find himself watching Leo’s mouth. The smooth even voice was both soothing and reassuring at the same time, one of the reasons Mikey always asked Leo to read to him when they were kids.\n\n\tLeo’s command voice was another matter altogether. Mikey’s eyes roamed down to his brother’s neck and he tried to figure out how Leo managed to put such strength and vigor into his words when his normal tone was so smooth. However he did it, the command voice always made Mikey move his shell.\n\n\tThinking about it made Mikey shiver. That command voice was so intensely virile that Mikey decided it had to be an alpha male thing. Achieving that tone had to be tied into Leo’s internal drive for leadership. Mikey also wondered how many nights he’d awakened with a stiff boner after having heard Leo’s command voice. That could certainly explain a lot of things.\n\n\tLooking at Leo’s arms, Mikey had to suppress the urge to trace the pattern of veins along his brother’s bicep. Leo’s muscles were more sinewy than Raphael’s, but that didn’t mean he was any less strong. Mikey had found that out for himself when Leo had wrapped them around him earlier.\n\n\tFlicking his tongue across his lips, Mikey eyed the numerous scars that covered Leo’s arms, shoulders and plastron. They were a testament to how frequently Leo rushed into battle against enemies who wielded swords as sharp as his own. Luckily, the arms that held them weren’t nearly as skilled as Leo’s.\n\n\tThat didn’t mean his brother left a battle unscathed. In fact, it was rare that Leo walked away from a fight without at least a nick of some sort as a souvenir. Mikey wondered if Leo could recall where he acquired his scars, at least some of the larger ones. He could guess that Leo kept them catalogued in his brain, studying what he had done wrong to allow someone close enough to wound him.\n\n\tMikey looked down at Leo’s thighs and saw the crisscrossed pattern of scars that embellished them as well. He remember one fight where Raph literally carried Leo home, slung over his shoulder as blood soaked the mask that he’d wrapped around Leo’s thigh in an attempt to stop the bleeding until he could get home to Don.\n\n\tThe memory brought back the surge of fear that Mikey had felt looking down at Leo’s pale face while Don grimly worked to suture the wound before any more of their oldest brother’s life could run out of him. He recalled how Leo’s eyes had flickered open and caught Mikey’s, and the slight smile of reassurance he had flashed so that Mikey wouldn’t be so scared.\n\n\tScars. So many scars. Leo his leader, his protector, his oldest brother. Leo his everything. Mikey was beginning to understand what Leo had been trying to tell him with that story about how he and Raph had become lovers.\n\n\tLeo stirred and Mikey sat back on his heels quickly. When Leo’s eyes opened, Mikey had an innocent expression plastered on his face.\n\n\tGlancing up at the clock on the wall, Leo said, “I thought you were only going to meditate for an hour, Mikey. It’s been almost two.”\n\n\t“I sorta lost track of time I guess,” Mikey admitted sheepishly. “Can I count this towards next week’s hour?”\n\n\t“Spoken like a true opportunist,” Leo said with a laugh. “Let’s see how you do in practice the rest of the week. If your focus is good, then I might let you talk me into that.”\n\n\t“’kay,” Mikey said, bounding to his feet. “Wanna have some lunch? I’ll cook.”\n\n\t“That’s a deal I’ll never turn down,” Leo said, rising a bit more sedately. “I’ll put this stuff away and join you in the kitchen.”\n\n\tMikey flashed him a wide grin and sped off. Leo watched him go, more than a little happy with how the day was progressing. He had felt Mikey hovering over him; had felt Mikey’s breath as it danced across his skin. Mikey’s musk at that distance was overwhelmingly seductive and it was all Leo could do not to grab his brother’s shoulders and pull him into a kiss.\n\n~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\n\n\tAfter lunch Leo had gone into Master Splinter’s room for his daily consultation and their ritual afternoon tea. Mikey cleaned up the kitchen absentmindedly, feeling the loss of Leo’s company acutely.\n\n\tWalking out of the kitchen, Mikey surveyed the lair, trying to think of some sort of distraction to occupy his time. He wasn’t in the mood for television, nor for video games. In fact, he felt like his body was full of excess energy that he couldn’t figure out how to disperse.\n\n\tHe heard the elevator door open and then a grunt followed by a low curse. Turning in that direction, he saw Raph half carrying, half dragging a large weight machine into the lair.\n\n\tLooking up, Raph spotted Mikey. “How ‘bout a little help here, bro’?”\n\n\tMikey moved over to one end while Raph grabbed the other and between them they lifted the heavy machine, carrying it into the dojo and over to the side of the room devoted to the exercise equipment they’d scrounged.\n\n\t“What is this thing?” Mikey asked, patting the torn seat and lifting a puff of dust.\n\n\t“It’s a leg press,” Raph said triumphantly. “Me and Donny found it the last time we went to the junk yard. He welded it back together in the garage and now I’m gonna tape the seat up and it’ll be good as new.”\n\n\t“Except that there aren’t any weights attached to it,” Mikey pointed out.\n\n\t“They’re up in the garage still,” Raph said. “This bitch was heavy enough without them. Help me bring ‘em down, would ya’?”\n\n\tHaving nothing better to do, Mikey followed Raph into the elevator and up to the garage.\n\n\t“What’s Don doing?” Mikey asked as he grabbed a stack of the rectangular weighted plates that fit the machine.\n\n\t“He’s trying ta piece together some motion sensors for the outside of the garage,” Raph said. “He’s gonna hook a camera up ta them so that anyone comes within a few feet of the door gets hit by floodlights and has their picture taken. Don says the other side of that door is our most vulnerable spot right now and something’s gotta be done about it pronto.”\n\n\t“Sometimes I feel guilty playing video games while Don’s working on stuff to make us safer,” Mikey said as he entered the elevator with an armload of weights.\n\n\tRaph grinned. “Ya’ might remember that later when he needs some help stringing up those lights.”\n\n\tThe two of them spent some time securing the weighted plates into place and then Mikey helped Raph wrap the seat after replacing some of the missing padding with scraps of cloth. \n\n\tWhen they were done, Raph stepped back and eyed his new toy with obvious pleasure. It was the first real piece of exercise machinery they had and Raph seemed very proud of it.\n\n\t“So take it for a spin dude,” Mikey said, grinning at his brother.\n\n\tRaph practically leapt into the seat, leaning to the side to adjust the amount of weight he wanted to lift. Placing both feet flat on the foot plate, Raph grabbed the handles on each side of the seat and pushed with his legs.\n\n\tThe seat slid back smoothly and Raph repeated the move, his smile growing brighter with each repetition. It really didn’t take all that much to make Raph happy, Mikey realized. Working out, practicing with his brothers, a good sports game on TV, beating up some bad guys and kicking back with a friend or his family.\n\n\tMikey thought about his own soaring dreams of being a super hero, or a movie star with millions of fans, or even a successful comic book illustrator. He liked his dreams; he thought they could someday come true if he worked at them hard enough.\n\n\tFor Raph, life was all about the here and now. Home and family. Falling in love with one of his brothers and having that love returned.\n\n\t“Hey, Raph,” Mikey asked softly, “what’s it like to be in love?”\n\n\tRaph stopped moving as he looked at Mikey in surprise. “Shell, Mikey, I ain’t good with words.”\n\n\t“You found enough of them to tell Donny how you feel, didn’t you?” Mikey asked.\n\n\t“Sure, I guess,” Raph said. “But I thought ya’ didn’t want ta hear about that stuff.”\n\n\t“I [i]don’t [/i]wanna hear about sex,” Mikey said quickly. “I want to know how you know it isn’t just brotherly love or lust.”\n\n\t“Maybe it is,” Raph said, turning sideways so he could sit facing Mikey. “Maybe it’s a combination of those two things. I don’t know how other people describe it, all I know is how I feel. Ta me, the world revolves around Donatello. He makes me see things, [i]good [/i]things, about our life. He understands what moves me and what motivates me ‘cause he’s living it with me. Donny’s strong when I’m weak and he holds my head up for me when I’m feeling beaten. I can’t describe it better than that.”\n\n\t“But you guys still do things with Leo,” Mikey said. “Is that just physical?”\n\n\tRaph scratched his brow. “No it ain’t. Geez, Mikey, ya’ make me feel like some teenage girl trying ta explain her emotions. I wouldn’t even be doin’ this if I didn’t think it was important for ya’ ta understand why the three of us started havin’ sex, okay?”\n\n\t“I’m not running away or putting you down about it anymore, am I?” Mikey asked seriously. “This is my home and I’ve gotta live here with you guys. Maybe if it makes better sense to me it won’t freak me out so much.”\n\n\tRaph sighed. “I love Leo too,” he said. “So does Don. Leo gives us his tenacity; that force that makes him so driven all the time. Shit, I like ta be the best I can be, but fuckin’ Leo wants ta be perfect. He ain’t doin’ that ‘cause he’s full of himself either, he’s doing it ‘cause one of us has ta. \n\n\t“That ain’t a fun job he took on, being our leader. I know damn well I don’t make it no easier on him, but he understands why I argue about stuff. When we’re close ta him, giving him that sexual release, that’s how we make sure he stays connected ta us. It’d be fuckin’ easy for him ta just drift off into the stratosphere and martyr his life for the three of us. I ain’t havin’ that, I need him ta stay grounded and a part of us.”\n\n\tMikey nodded, his eyes staring down at Raph’s feet as he thought about what his brother was saying. He’d felt that about Leo too; about the burden his oldest brother had chosen to carry. For them.\n\n\tWhen he saw Raph’s feet move he looked up to find his brother only a few inches in front of him. Their eyes met and held.\n\n\t“We love ya’ too, Mikey,” Raph said in a hoarse undertone. “We never thought ta leave ya’ out of anything, we just didn’t know how ya’ felt. Ya’ don’t get depressed or emotional like the three of us do, ya’ always seem ta have your shit together. We didn’t know how ta approach ya’ with something ya’ might not even need.”\n\n\tThe heat from Raph’s body poured over Mikey, warming him both inside and out. He could hear Raph’s ragged breathing and realized that his brother was becoming excited by their proximity. Raph wasn’t moving though; unlike that morning at practice when Raph had gotten physical with him, this time his brother seemed to be holding onto his control.\n\n\tMikey found that he was becoming more than a little affected by Raph’s always close to the surface emotions. The passion that Mikey had felt from his brother the night before last while they were in the kitchen came back in dizzying waves.\n\n\tVery slowly, Raph brought his hands up to Mikey’s biceps and then slid his palms upwards until they were flat on his younger brother’s shoulders. His gaze remained locked with Mikey’s, Raph’s movement slow and precise so as not to frighten his brother away.\n\n\tStepping closer, Raph lowered his head and touched his lips to Michelangelo’s.\n\n\tMikey’s eyes closed as soon as his brother’s mouth reached his. The light kiss felt good, really good, and Mikey found that he wanted to continue. He wanted to deepen the kiss further, to feel more of Leo’s . . . .\n\n\tJerking back and away from Raph, Mikey’s eyes snapped open. Raph didn’t move to follow him, instead staring at his brother with a puzzled expression. He had kissed Don and Leo enough to know when they were enjoying the contact, and Mikey had started to respond.\n\n\tWide eyed, Mikey stammered, “I . . . I’m gonna go find Leo. I th . . . think I promised to do something for him.”\n\n\tSpinning on his heel, he darted off and out of the dojo.\n\n\tRaph spent another minute trying to comprehend what had happened when he started to understand. A corner of his mouth lifted into a smile. Mikey had been thinking about Leo while Raph was trying to kiss him. It wasn’t that Mikey didn’t want to be kissed by one of his brothers, he just had a certain one in mind.\n\n\tChuckling as he returned to the leg press, Raph decided he was probably going to have to concede this challenge to Leo. Somehow big brother had managed to do what the rest of them had not, broken through Mikey’s barriers enough to make their little brother want him.\n\n\tJudging from the way Mikey had trembled and begun to press back against his lips, Raph was guessing that Mikey wanted Leo pretty badly.\n\nTBC……………….\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tDon stood in the doorway of Raph’s room, watching his brother pump iron.  Not inclined to go back into the dojo until Leo’s ‘game’ had been put away, Raph contented himself with focusing on specific muscle groups, using the lighter set of free weights he kept upstairs.

\tThere were plenty of projects that awaited Don’s attention, but he wasn’t in the mood to focus on them just then.  He wanted company; more specifically Raph’s company, and staring at his brother’s bulging muscles was an added bonus.

\tAs if reading his mind, Raph asked, “Like what ya’ see, Donny?”

\t“Actually, yes,” Don answered without the slightest embarrassment.  If his mind weren’t so preoccupied with other thoughts, he might have jumped Raph then and there.

\tRaph knew him so well.  “Obviously ya’ ain’t here for a mid-morning quickie.  Got something on your mind?” he asked.

\t“Tea canister,” Don answered.

\tStanding up from his weight bench, Raph stretched and then grinned at his brother.  “Oh, ya’ mean the one that was conveniently on a shelf too high up for Leo ta reach?”

\t“Did you put it up there?” Don asked suspiciously.

\tRaph snorted, kneeling on the bench as he worked his triceps.  “Why would I be helping Fearless out like that?”

\t“Because you want to help him awaken Mikey’s sexuality?” Don guessed.

\t“Ri~ght,” Raph said, pausing in his routine to look at Don.  “Let’s say that someone needs ta do it, but I’m sure as hell not tipping my hand ta Leo by suddenly offering ta help him win Mikey over.”

\t“You want Leo to continue to work hard in his quest for Mikey, that’s what you told me,” Don said.

\t“Best way I’ve found ta make Leo work is ta challenge his ass,” Raph said complacently.

\tDon studied his brother, who went back to his workout.  “You’re going to keep trying to claim Mikey for yourself, aren’t you?”

\tRaph glanced up.  “Think about how much fun we could have with him,” he said, his eyes gleaming.  “You’ve seen the way he moves.”

\t“Your methods are more apt to scare him away again,” Don reminded his brother.

\t“Then I guess I’ll have ta change my methods,” Raph said lightly.

\tDon laughed.  “Sometimes the way your mind works is frightening,” he said.

\t“Oh yeah, Donny?  ‘S that why ya’ find me so fascinating?” Raph asked smugly, setting his free weight on the floor.

\t“Nope,” Don said as he grinned.  “I thought you already figured out it was your big muscles.”

\t“Come ‘ere and I’ll show ya’ a big muscle,” Raph said with a leer.

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\tLeo could feel Mikey’s eyes on him as they worked to stack the bamboo poles into the crate Don had built to hold them.

\tEach time he would glance up though, Mikey would quickly look away.  His youngest brother was working shoulder to shoulder with him, seemingly unwilling to put more than a couple of feet between them.

\tLeo smiled to himself.  Getting Mikey used to his touch was a small part of his plan; having his brother begin to crave it was a bigger part.  It seemed to be working.

\tInstead of running off to play a video game once they had completed the task, Mikey shuffled his feet and looked at everything except Leo.

\t“Did you want to ask me something, Mikey?”  Leo couldn’t help but notice Mikey’s relief when he posed the question.

\t“I was just wondering what you were gonna do now,” Mikey said in an offhand manner, his blue eyes finally reaching up to connect with Leo’s.

\t“Actually, I was planning to meditate,” Leo said with the ghost of a smile.

\t“Oh.”  Mikey seemed to debate that answer and Leo waited.  “Could I join you?” Mikey asked, then hastily added, “I’ve gotta do one hour this week anyway so I might as well get it over with.”

\t“Of course,” Leo told him.

\tAs Mikey unfolded one of their tatami mats, Leo brought several candles over and placed them to either side of he and Mikey.

\tHolding up the incense, Leo asked, “Yes or no?  I know you don’t care for scent all that much.”

\tMikey made a face.  “Get something other than sandalwood next time, dude.  It reminds me of Master Splinter and I keep expecting him to yell at me for not sitting up straight.  You have no idea how hard it is to concentrate when you’re worried about his cane rapping you on the head.”

\tLeo chuckled and put the incense away.  Mikey waited until Leo had lit the candles and seated himself on the mat before settling down next to his older brother.  That he was sitting a little closer than usual didn’t escape Leo’s notice, but he didn’t say anything.

\tAs Leo closed his eyes he sensed rather than saw Mikey shifting a bit more.  Pretending to be deep into his meditative state, Leo remained immobile as the side of Mikey’s hand came into contact with his.

\tThat’s when Leo noticed that Mikey’s scent was much stronger than usual.  In fact, the smell was so arousing that Leo had difficulty concentrating, although he worked hard to keep up the pretense of being entranced.

\tLeo doubted that Mikey spent even a moment of his hour in meditation actually doing so.  For his part, Leo spent the time constructing a scenario that would bring him even closer to his youngest brother.

\tHis plan wasn’t something that could be put into play until evening.  Sometime before nightfall Leo needed to extricate himself from Mikey’s attentions in order to gather a few needed supplies.

\tWhen his hour was up, Mikey opened his eyes and glanced over at Leo.  His brother, completely immobile, looked as though he was miles away.

\tFeeling bold, Mikey rolled onto his knees and stared hard at Leo’s face.  He had never truly studied any of his brother’s features, but he suddenly wanted badly to know everything there was to know about Leonardo.

\tHis eyes traced over Leo’s skin, wondering about faint scars he noticed for the first time on his brother’s cheek.  Mikey watched Leo’s eyelids flicker slightly and found himself curious about what his brother saw when he meditated.

\tLeaning a bit closer, Mikey could feel Leo’s exhale tickle his chin.  Leo’s mouth fascinated him; usually set in a firm line, or curved downwards from intense concentration, Mikey found that his brother’s lips were actually a bit more full than he’d ever realized.

\tMikey liked Leo’s voice; both his regular speaking voice and his command voice.  Now Mikey remembered that whenever Leo talked he’d find himself watching Leo’s mouth.  The smooth even voice was both soothing and reassuring at the same time, one of the reasons Mikey always asked Leo to read to him when they were kids.

\tLeo’s command voice was another matter altogether.  Mikey’s eyes roamed down to his brother’s neck and he tried to figure out how Leo managed to put such strength and vigor into his words when his normal tone was so smooth.  However he did it, the command voice always made Mikey move his shell.

\tThinking about it made Mikey shiver.  That command voice was so intensely virile that Mikey decided it had to be an alpha male thing.  Achieving that tone had to be tied into Leo’s internal drive for leadership.  Mikey also wondered how many nights he’d awakened with a stiff boner after having heard Leo’s command voice.  That could certainly explain a lot of things.

\tLooking at Leo’s arms, Mikey had to suppress the urge to trace the pattern of veins along his brother’s bicep.  Leo’s muscles were more sinewy than Raphael’s, but that didn’t mean he was any less strong.  Mikey had found that out for himself when Leo had wrapped them around him earlier.

\tFlicking his tongue across his lips, Mikey eyed the numerous scars that covered Leo’s arms, shoulders and plastron.  They were a testament to how frequently Leo rushed into battle against enemies who wielded swords as sharp as his own.  Luckily, the arms that held them weren’t nearly as skilled as Leo’s.

\tThat didn’t mean his brother left a battle unscathed.  In fact, it was rare that Leo walked away from a fight without at least a nick of some sort as a souvenir.  Mikey wondered if Leo could recall where he acquired his scars, at least some of the larger ones.  He could guess that Leo kept them catalogued in his brain, studying what he had done wrong to allow someone close enough to wound him.

\tMikey looked down at Leo’s thighs and saw the crisscrossed pattern of scars that embellished them as well.  He remember one fight where Raph literally carried Leo home, slung over his shoulder as blood soaked the mask that he’d wrapped around Leo’s thigh in an attempt to stop the bleeding until he could get home to Don.

\tThe memory brought back the surge of fear that Mikey had felt looking down at Leo’s pale face while Don grimly worked to suture the wound before any more of their oldest brother’s life could run out of him.  He recalled how Leo’s eyes had flickered open and caught Mikey’s, and the slight smile of reassurance he had flashed so that Mikey wouldn’t be so scared.

\tScars.  So many scars.  Leo his leader, his protector, his oldest brother.  Leo his everything.  Mikey was beginning to understand what Leo had been trying to tell him with that story about how he and Raph had become lovers.

\tLeo stirred and Mikey sat back on his heels quickly.  When Leo’s eyes opened, Mikey had an innocent expression plastered on his face.

\tGlancing up at the clock on the wall, Leo said, “I thought you were only going to meditate for an hour, Mikey.  It’s been almost two.”

\t“I sorta lost track of time I guess,” Mikey admitted sheepishly.  “Can I count this towards next week’s hour?”

\t“Spoken like a true opportunist,” Leo said with a laugh.  “Let’s see how you do in practice the rest of the week.  If your focus is good, then I might let you talk me into that.”

\t“’kay,” Mikey said, bounding to his feet.  “Wanna have some lunch?  I’ll cook.”

\t“That’s a deal I’ll never turn down,” Leo said, rising a bit more sedately.  “I’ll put this stuff away and join you in the kitchen.”

\tMikey flashed him a wide grin and sped off.  Leo watched him go, more than a little happy with how the day was progressing.  He had felt Mikey hovering over him; had felt Mikey’s breath as it danced across his skin.  Mikey’s musk at that distance was overwhelmingly seductive and it was all Leo could do not to grab his brother’s shoulders and pull him into a kiss.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

\tAfter lunch Leo had gone into Master Splinter’s room for his daily consultation and their ritual afternoon tea.  Mikey cleaned up the kitchen absentmindedly, feeling the loss of Leo’s company acutely.

\tWalking out of the kitchen, Mikey surveyed the lair, trying to think of some sort of distraction to occupy his time.  He wasn’t in the mood for television, nor for video games.  In fact, he felt like his body was full of excess energy that he couldn’t figure out how to disperse.

\tHe heard the elevator door open and then a grunt followed by a low curse.  Turning in that direction, he saw Raph half carrying, half dragging a large weight machine into the lair.

\tLooking up, Raph spotted Mikey.  “How ‘bout a little help here, bro’?”

\tMikey moved over to one end while Raph grabbed the other and between them they lifted the heavy machine, carrying it into the dojo and over to the side of the room devoted to the exercise equipment they’d scrounged.

\t“What is this thing?” Mikey asked, patting the torn seat and lifting a puff of dust.

\t“It’s a leg press,” Raph said triumphantly.  “Me and Donny found it the last time we went to the junk yard.  He welded it back together in the garage and now I’m gonna tape the seat up and it’ll be good as new.”

\t“Except that there aren’t any weights attached to it,” Mikey pointed out.

\t“They’re up in the garage still,” Raph said.  “This bitch was heavy enough without them.  Help me bring ‘em down, would ya’?”

\tHaving nothing better to do, Mikey followed Raph into the elevator and up to the garage.

\t“What’s Don doing?” Mikey asked as he grabbed a stack of the rectangular weighted plates that fit the machine.

\t“He’s trying ta piece together some motion sensors for the outside of the garage,” Raph said.  “He’s gonna hook a camera up ta them so that anyone comes within a few feet of the door gets hit by floodlights and has their picture taken.  Don says the other side of that door is our most vulnerable spot right now and something’s gotta be done about it pronto.”

\t“Sometimes I feel guilty playing video games while Don’s working on stuff to make us safer,” Mikey said as he entered the elevator with an armload of weights.

\tRaph grinned.  “Ya’ might remember that later when he needs some help stringing up those lights.”

\tThe two of them spent some time securing the weighted plates into place and then Mikey helped Raph wrap the seat after replacing some of the missing padding with scraps of cloth.

\tWhen they were done, Raph stepped back and eyed his new toy with obvious pleasure.  It was the first real piece of exercise machinery they had and Raph seemed very proud of it.

\t“So take it for a spin dude,” Mikey said, grinning at his brother.

\tRaph practically leapt into the seat, leaning to the side to adjust the amount of weight he wanted to lift.  Placing both feet flat on the foot plate, Raph grabbed the handles on each side of the seat and pushed with his legs.

\tThe seat slid back smoothly and Raph repeated the move, his smile growing brighter with each repetition.  It really didn’t take all that much to make Raph happy, Mikey realized.  Working out, practicing with his brothers, a good sports game on TV, beating up some bad guys and kicking back with a friend or his family.

\tMikey thought about his own soaring dreams of being a super hero, or a movie star with millions of fans, or even a successful comic book illustrator.  He liked his dreams; he thought they could someday come true if he worked at them hard enough.

\tFor Raph, life was all about the here and now.  Home and family.  Falling in love with one of his brothers and having that love returned.

\t“Hey, Raph,” Mikey asked softly, “what’s it like to be in love?”

\tRaph stopped moving as he looked at Mikey in surprise.  “Shell, Mikey, I ain’t good with words.”

\t“You found enough of them to tell Donny how you feel, didn’t you?” Mikey asked.

\t“Sure, I guess,” Raph said.  “But I thought ya’ didn’t want ta hear about that stuff.”

\t“I don’t wanna hear about sex,” Mikey said quickly.  “I want to know how you know it isn’t just brotherly love or lust.”

\t“Maybe it is,” Raph said, turning sideways so he could sit facing Mikey.  “Maybe it’s a combination of those two things.  I don’t know how other people describe it, all I know is how I feel.  Ta me, the world revolves around Donatello.  He makes me see things, good things, about our life.  He understands what moves me and what motivates me ‘cause he’s living it with me.  Donny’s strong when I’m weak and he holds my head up for me when I’m feeling beaten.  I can’t describe it better than that.”

\t“But you guys still do things with Leo,” Mikey said.  “Is that just physical?”

\tRaph scratched his brow.  “No it ain’t.  Geez, Mikey, ya’ make me feel like some teenage girl trying ta explain her emotions.  I wouldn’t even be doin’ this if I didn’t think it was important for ya’ ta understand why the three of us started havin’ sex, okay?”

\t“I’m not running away or putting you down about it anymore, am I?” Mikey asked seriously.  “This is my home and I’ve gotta live here with you guys.  Maybe if it makes better sense to me it won’t freak me out so much.”

\tRaph sighed.  “I love Leo too,” he said.  “So does Don.  Leo gives us his tenacity; that force that makes him so driven all the time.  Shit, I like ta be the best I can be, but fuckin’ Leo wants ta be perfect.  He ain’t doin’ that ‘cause he’s full of himself either, he’s doing it ‘cause one of us has ta.

\t“That ain’t a fun job he took on, being our leader.  I know damn well I don’t make it no easier on him, but he understands why I argue about stuff.  When we’re close ta him, giving him that sexual release, that’s how we make sure he stays connected ta us.  It’d be fuckin’ easy for him ta just drift off into the stratosphere and martyr his life for the three of us.  I ain’t havin’ that, I need him ta stay grounded and a part of us.”

\tMikey nodded, his eyes staring down at Raph’s feet as he thought about what his brother was saying.  He’d felt that about Leo too; about the burden his oldest brother had chosen to carry.  For them.

\tWhen he saw Raph’s feet move he looked up to find his brother only a few inches in front of him.  Their eyes met and held.

\t“We love ya’ too, Mikey,” Raph said in a hoarse undertone.  “We never thought ta leave ya’ out of anything, we just didn’t know how ya’ felt.  Ya’ don’t get depressed or emotional like the three of us do, ya’ always seem ta have your shit together.  We didn’t know how ta approach ya’ with something ya’ might not even need.”

\tThe heat from Raph’s body poured over Mikey, warming him both inside and out.  He could hear Raph’s ragged breathing and realized that his brother was becoming excited by their proximity.  Raph wasn’t moving though; unlike that morning at practice when Raph had gotten physical with him, this time his brother seemed to be holding onto his control.

\tMikey found that he was becoming more than a little affected by Raph’s always close to the surface emotions.  The passion that Mikey had felt from his brother the night before last while they were in the kitchen came back in dizzying waves.

\tVery slowly, Raph brought his hands up to Mikey’s biceps and then slid his palms upwards until they were flat on his younger brother’s shoulders.  His gaze remained locked with Mikey’s, Raph’s movement slow and precise so as not to frighten his brother away.

\tStepping closer, Raph lowered his head and touched his lips to Michelangelo’s.

\tMikey’s eyes closed as soon as his brother’s mouth reached his.  The light kiss felt good, really good, and Mikey found that he wanted to continue.  He wanted to deepen the kiss further, to feel more of Leo’s  . . . .

\tJerking back and away from Raph, Mikey’s eyes snapped open.  Raph didn’t move to follow him, instead staring at his brother with a puzzled expression.  He had kissed Don and Leo enough to know when they were enjoying the contact, and Mikey had started to respond.

\tWide eyed, Mikey stammered, “I . . . I’m gonna go find Leo.  I th . . . think I promised to do something for him.”

\tSpinning on his heel, he darted off and out of the dojo.

\tRaph spent another minute trying to comprehend what had happened when he started to understand.  A corner of his mouth lifted into a smile.  Mikey had been thinking about Leo while Raph was trying to kiss him.  It wasn’t that Mikey didn’t want to be kissed by one of his brothers, he just had a certain one in mind.

\tChuckling as he returned to the leg press, Raph decided he was probably going to have to concede this challenge to Leo.  Somehow big brother had managed to do what the rest of them had not, broken through Mikey’s barriers enough to make their little brother want him.

\tJudging from the way Mikey had trembled and begun to press back against his lips, Raph was guessing that Mikey wanted Leo pretty badly.

TBC……………….
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