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Summary: Something has changed in Raphael's treatment of Leonardo. It's obvious enough to arouse Michelangelo's curiosity. The discovery of that secret forever alters the Turtles' lives.
Rated: NC-17 Turtlecest

~~Preview art commissioned from the ever amazing @NeatTea", "writing": "\tUntangling his hand from his younger brother's, Donatello gripped the back of Michelangelo's head and moved in to kiss him. Mikey's lips opened under his, accepting the tongue that Don thrust into his mouth.\n\n\tThe kiss was so sensual that Mikey became lost in it, no longer feeling Don's other hand, which was still stroking his thigh. That was until Don's fingers lightly caressed the underside of Mikey's swollen length.\n\n\tElectricity sparked through Mikey's system and he yelped into Don's open mouth.\n\n\tWith a dark chuckle, Don swiped at Mikey's lips with his tongue and whispered against his mouth, ``Want more?''\n\n\t``Duh,'' Mikey replied, churring when Don's hand left his head to caress his neck.\n\n\tMoving the hand from Mikey's thigh, Don reached across his brother's body to catch hold of his hip.\n\n\t``Swing around to face me,'' Don instructed.\n\n\tMikey nodded eagerly, enjoying the genius' take charge attitude. While he shifted on the futon, Don also moved, kneeling on the mattress and then sitting back on his legs.\n\n\tNow placing both hands on Mikey's hips, Don urged him to scoot forward until the younger turtle's legs were draped over his upper thighs. Both of the brothers were breathing heavily in anticipation, their fully erect cocks bobbing with each movement.\n\n\t``Touch yourself,'' Don said in a harsh, guttural tone.\n\n\tAs Mikey wrapped a hand around his own shaft, he felt a touch of discontentment. He really wanted it to be Don's hand on his cock. The disappointment faded when he saw the avid look on his brother's face and that Don was slowly stroking himself as he watched Mikey.\n\n\tMikey's churr brought a smile to Don's lips and he offered an explanation. ``I know I've watched you do this before, but up close like this I can get a better idea of how you like to be touched.''\n\n\t``So we can help each other out?'' Mikey asked hopefully.\n\n\t``I intend to make you feel good, Mike,'' Don said, leaning in again to lightly kiss his brother's lips. ``It's my ultimate goal.''\n\n\tHe lowered his head once more to watch Mikey masturbate. The position that Don had placed them in meant that their cocks were close together and Mikey could feel the heat coming from his brother's shaft. The sight of Don's hand sliding along his own cock was enticing and Mikey's dick throbbed in response.\n\n\tPrecum spurted from Mikey's cock, slicking his shaft so that his hand could move faster. He saw that Don tended to use a tighter grip, his hand closer to the center of his shaft as he pumped his cock.\n\n\tThe brothers were tipped far forward now, the sides of their heads pressed together and the tips of their cocks occasionally touching. Someone was trembling but Mikey wasn't sure if that was his own excitement or Don's. He decided it was probably a combination of both.\n\n\t``N . . . now, Mike. Switch,'' Don husked.\n\n\tAs brothers who had trained together all of their lives, the pair easily traded targets with instant, seamless precision. Both cried out at the first touch of a hand other than their own and stopped moving for just a moment to look at one another.\n\n\tIn Don's expression was a reflection of the desire and love that Mikey was feeling. Neither spoke, but there was a flash of understanding between them and smiling, they began to jerk each other off.\n\n\tIn seconds Mikey was panting, his tail stiff and toes curling back. Don had done exactly what he said he would; paid attention to what felt good to his brother.\n\nDon's grip was looser and his hand higher up on Mikey's cock so that there was more of the feeling of his rough palm sliding along the skin. Periodically he would twist his hand, slipping it down to the base of the shaft before pulling back up again.\n\nIt was exactly the way Mikey preferred to work his cock. Determined that Don would be no less satisfied, Mikey kept his own grip firm. He'd noticed that Don tended to occasionally pull his cock back towards his body as he masturbated, so Mikey did that as well.\n\nMouths open, the sounds of the brother's heavy breathing filled the room. Their churrs were broken only by words of encouragement and raspy exclamations of pleasure.\n\nMikey gripped Don's bicep as he felt his orgasm drawing near. Don's body was quaking against his and it wasn't hard to tell that he was close too.\n\nThe heat along Don's cock increased and then his shaft expanded. Don groaned loudly, drawing a responding moan from Michelangelo.\n\nRocking back slightly on his buttocks so that he could move his pelvis, Mikey tried to thrust into Don's hand. ``Ah, ah, Donny! Just like that!''\n\n``Mike, oh . . . ngh! We have to be . . . .'' Don began.\n\nHe didn't finish the sentence. Suddenly his mouth was covering Mikey's, his low keening cry muted as he climaxed. The feeling of his cock pulsating in Mikey's hand sent the younger turtle over the edge and his shout of pleasure was swallowed by Donatello.\n\nNeither relinquished their grip until their cocks began to shrink. It was with reluctance that Mikey let go of his brother's dick. He had never experienced such intense pleasure, made more so at knowing he'd brought Don so much bliss.\n\nThe pair wordlessly tucked themselves away and then Don fell back, pulling Mikey along with him. Mikey was still straddling his brother and found that he liked the position.\n\n``That was so good,'' Mikey said, nuzzling into Don's neck. ``When can we do more?''\n\nDon chuckled, squeezing his brother tightly. ``Typical Michelangelo. Don't ever change.''\n\nThey drifted on an endorphin high for a few minutes and then Mikey asked, ``You started to tell me that we had to be quiet, didn't you?''\n\n``I'm afraid so,'' Don answered with a sigh. ``We wouldn't want Master Splinter to catch us before he gets the chance to sanction our relationship.''\n\n``Or not,'' Mikey said. ``What'll we do then?''\n\n``Change his mind,'' Don said, kissing the top of Mikey's head. ``How could he even think about keeping us apart when he sees how great we are together?''\n\n``It's not us I worry about, it's Leo and Raph,'' Mikey said, rolling off his brother and propping himself up on one elbow to gaze down at him.\n\n``I know what you mean,'' Don said, looking thoughtful. ``They got together, but would you call that interaction between them healthy?''\n\n``I'd call it kinky,'' Mikey said flatly. ``Healthy, not so much. I mean, kinky isn't a bad thing, but there's gotta be more to it than that.''\n\n``It's easy enough to arrange instances where they can be together. It'd be nice if they managed more than fighting as foreplay,'' Don said.\n\nMikey made a face. ``So how do we get them to stop fighting?''\n\n``That's going to be the trick,'' Don said. ``They did make some headway with their last real conversation, so it's not as though they don't understand what they have to do. And I think they want to do it right because I believe they really do love each other. If they didn't, all of the things that aggravate them about each other would have kept them from even thinking about becoming a mated couple.''\n\nAfter thinking for a minute, Mikey asked, ``Do you think Leo might be on a little bit of an ego trip? He really gets off on forcing Raphie to submit.''\n\n``I'm hoping that's more of a bedroom thing,'' Don said. ``We did hear Raph tell him that he liked Leo being aggressive with him. They just have to learn to keep that in the bedroom.''\n\n``They have to learn how to disagree without turning the whole lair upside down too,'' Mikey said.\n\n``They've each always had a very definite point of view. The problem is that they try to shove theirs down each other's throats rather than intelligently discuss them. I wonder if an intervention would help,'' Don mused.\n\n``An intervention? How would that work?'' Mikey asked. ``You gonna tie them down?''\n\nDon snorted a laugh. ``Don't tempt me.'' He paused to rub at his chin, a sure sign that he was having ideas.\n\n``What are you thinking?'' Mikey stared at his brother, a quiver of expectation running along his spine.\n\n``I'm thinking that maybe we don't keep the recordings of those two strictly to ourselves,'' Don said slowly.\n\n``Oh. [i]Oh![/i]'' Mikey contemplated what he thought his brother was saying and then verbalized it to erase the possibility of a misunderstanding. ``You want to show them that we've been spying on their private times? Is this part of a death wish?''\n\n``I'm going to have to present the lizards to them at some point,'' Don said. ``I think that would be a good segue into their functionality.''\n\n``Sure, I can hear that conversation,'' Mikey said sarcastically. ``'These spy lizards work so well and are so discreet that you two didn't even notice them while you were screwing each other.'''.\n\n``I wasn't going to be that blunt, Mikey,'' Don told him. ``What we've recorded doesn't just contain their physical interactions. We've got some very telling conversations and arguments that I think would help them to see each other better.''\n\n``The only thing Raph's gonna see is red,'' Mikey said. At the look Don gave him, Mikey waved a hand in surrender. ``I'll go along one hundred percent with whatever you think is best. Just make sure my hoverboard is fully fueled in case I need to make a quick getaway.''\n\n``Very funny,'' Don replied. ``You have to help me think of a way to get them focused on their own problems so they don't lash out at us.''\n\n``Could I take on Karai and the Foot clan instead?'' Mikey asked.\n\n``Hey, you started all of this,'' Don said.\n\n``Me?'' Mikey's eyes widened in surprise. ``I didn't build those lizards.''\n\n``You chose to get involved in what was going on with Leo and Raph,'' Don said. ``Not that I'm an innocent bystander,'' he added quickly.\n\nMikey grinned and kissed him. ``I like having you as a partner in crime.''\n\n``Speaking of partners, I guess we'd better get back to monitoring Leo and Raph,'' Don said regretfully, rising from his prone position.\n\nHe sat cross legged on the edge of the futon and reached for the laptop. Mikey kneeled behind him, arms around Don as they checked in on their brothers.\n\n The pair were hard at work and the brick wall was going up at record speed. It looked as though with the sexual tension gone for the moment, Leo and Raph could function like a single well-oiled machine.\n\nFor the next couple of hours Don and Mikey lounged together, keeping an eye on their brothers and simply talking. Over their lifetime they had shared many things, but now they revealed their most intimate thoughts and dreams.\n\nIt amazed Mikey to learn that during the last few years Donatello had harbored a desire for him, one that he'd kept well-hidden out of respect for his brother. Even though Mikey had only just come to understand that he was in love with Don, he was sure that somewhere in his subconscious he'd always known that to be true.\n\nWhen they saw that their brothers were finished with the new wall and had started back to the lair, Mikey and Don left the lab and went straight to the bathroom. They showered together, resisting certain carnal temptations, and exited a while later with wet gear and towels wrapped around their bodies.\n\nThis was how they greeted their brothers upon their return. Mikey noticed that Raph had carefully draped the ends of his mask over his collarbone, effectively hiding the bite mark.\n\n``How did the two of ya' get here before us?'' Raph asked suspiciously. ``I'll bet ya' didn't even finish building your wall.''\n\n``Oh but we did,'' Mikey said, grinning widely. ``The fake wall is finished, the fancy opening trick built right into it, and the area all cleaned up.''\n\nDon was staring at Leo and Raph as though studying them. ``Actually, you should have finished before we did. Was there a problem with the engineering, or were you two . . . ?''\n\nHe trailed off, leaving the question open ended. Mikey was tickled to see the color rise in Raph's cheeks and the look of guilt on Leo's face.\n\n``No, we weren't fighting,'' Leo said, realizing that one of them had to say something. ``We had a bit of a . . . disagreement on how to begin, but we worked it out.''\n\n``I'm glad to hear that,'' Don told them. ``You're both a mess. We saved you some hot water, but you might want to draw straws on who gets the shower first.''\n\n``Unless you guys want to hop in together,'' Mikey couldn't resist adding.\n\nLeo and Raph exchanged glances and then looked away from each other quickly. ``Raph can go first,'' Leo said. ``He did most of the hard work.''\n\n``Thanks, Leo,'' Raph said, appearing surprised at the gesture. ``I'll make it fast, how's that sound?''\n\n``Take as long as you need,'' Leo said. There was a soft look in his eyes that Mikey hadn't seen before.\n\nHe went to bed thinking about that look and wondering if the task he and Don had set for themselves might not be so insurmountable after all.\n\nWhatever Don might have been planning, April O'Neil's appearance the next morning changed things.\n\nShe arrived at the lair just as the brothers were about to begin their practice session. Master Splinter had come out of his room earlier for tea and informed them that Leonardo would be leading them through their exercises. He'd said no more than that, merely giving each of his sons a hard look before going back to his room.\n\n``Hey April,'' Don called out in greeting. Noticing that she was carrying her laptop, he asked, ``Not getting more strange messages from another dimension, are you?''\n\nApril shook her head, seeming both curious and worried all at once. ``Master Splinter called and asked me to come by with my computer,'' she said. ``He's never called me before. I didn't think he knew how to make a call on his shell cell.''\n\n``He called you? Why?'' Leo asked, frowning.\n\n``I have no idea,'' April answered. ``I thought you guys might know. Is everything all right?''\n\n``He's been in his room meditating since yesterday,'' Don said. ``He's eating and has said he's fine when we've checked on him.''\n\n``Something is bothering him,'' Leo said. ``I can tell. He won't tell me what it is.''\n\n``Maybe he'll tell me so I can help,'' April said. ``Try not to fret, guys. If there's some sort of danger coming and he's sensed it, he'll let us know what it is when he's ready to.''\n\nShe proceeded on to Master Splinter's room and the brothers gathered together in the dojo. They didn't talk about what might be bothering their father, though under normal circumstances that is exactly what they would have done. Don and Mikey knew, but not why he'd called for April.\n\nMikey guessed that Leo and Raph probably had an inkling as to why their father was isolating himself and it wasn't something they wanted to address in front of the other two.\n\nDespite the fact that his home life was in something of a turmoil, Leonardo performed his task as leader flawlessly. Compartmentalizing was one of his gifts and he took them through their training session without a hitch.\n\nWhen they finished for the day, Mikey went to the kitchen to take some chicken out of the freezer to thaw. He found a note from April on the counter, saying that after instructing Master Splinter on how to search for information on the internet, she'd left her laptop with him. She said he'd told her that one of them would return it later.\n\nMikey took the note to Don, who was seated in front of his computer terminals. Leo and Raph were nearby and came over to read it as well.\n\n``Why didn't he ask for my laptop?'' Don asked of no one in particular. ``I could have helped him with whatever he's researching.''\n\n``Guess it's something he don't want any of us to know about,'' Raph said. ``That can't be good.''\n\n ``Dude, that is never good,'' Mikey said, his own misgivings ratcheting up a notch.\n\nLeo started to pace. ``Do you think he's ill and is trying to hide that from us? Maybe he borrowed April's laptop so that he could look up symptoms without leaving a history for us to find.''\n\nRaph scoffed. ``He didn't know how to use the internet, how's he gonna know about browser histories?''\n\n``Actually, we talked about that once,'' Don said. ``It was when Mikey was experimenting with food and wouldn't tell us what he was making for dinner. I scanned through his browser history to see what recipes he'd researched.''\n\n``Hey, that's cheating!'' Mikey exclaimed, giving Don a dirty look.\n\nDon raised his eye ridges. ``All's fair in our gastrointestinal peace and your war on our stomachs. Anyway, Master Splinter wanted a head's up on what he might be eating too, so he watched me. I guess the only thing he remembered from then was that when you look for something on the internet, you leave behind a trail.''\n\n``He was always good at following trails,'' Raph said.\n\n``You guys are getting far off the subject,'' Leo said sharply as he stopped pacing. ``I don't care about what he does or doesn't know about computers, I care about why he's in seclusion.''\n\n``Don't get your shell in a bunch,'' Mikey said. He pointed to himself. ``Leave it to the Mikester. I'll whip up some of that soup he likes so much and take it to him. I mean, he's gotta eat, right? If he's got an appetite, then it probably means he's not sick. Maybe it'll put him in a good enough mood so he'll tell me what's up.''\n\n``Or you'll try to get a look over his shoulder at whatever it is he's researching,'' Don said.\n\n``You know me so well,'' Mikey replied, beaming at him.\n\n``Go on then, hurry it up before Leo busts a gut worrying,'' Raph said, slapping the back of Mikey's shell. ``Just don't forget to tell us everything ya' find out.''\n\n``On it,'' Mikey said, heading for the stairs.\n\n\tFortunately Mikey kept a container of his homemade vegetable broth in the freezer and it didn't take him long to heat up a batch. He added some sliced vegetables to the broth and chunks of leftover turkey. While it simmered, Mikey prepared a pot of tea and then placed everything onto a tray and carried it to his father's room.\n\n\tOn his way past the couch, Mikey saw that Raph and Leo were seated next to each other. The television was on, but neither was watching, too engrossed in a whispered conversation. They stopped talking when Mikey was within earshot, but returned to their discussion after he'd gone by. Looking back, Mikey saw that their heads were close together and there was no sign of any argument between them.\n\n\tWhen Mikey entered his father's room, he heard the clacking sound of fingernails on a keyboard. Walking slowly down the stairs so as to make no noise, Mikey spotted Master Splinter kneeling behind his chabudai table, April's laptop open in front of him.\n\n\tIf Mikey thought his father would be too absorbed in his research to notice him, he was mistaken. Master Splinter looked up before Mikey stepped off of the last stair riser.\n\n\t``I brought you some lunch, Sensei,'' Mikey said, smiling brightly at his father.\n\n\tOne of the skills the aged rat had mastered was the ultimate poker face. Mikey couldn't read a single thought from his father's expression.\n\n\t``That is very kind of you, Michelangelo,'' Master Splinter said, lowering the screen on the laptop so that Mikey couldn't see what was on it.\n\n\tMikey set the tray on the end of the table. ``Um, you doing okay, Sensei? Need anything? I can help with the computer if you want, I'm really good on it. I mean, not as great as Donny is, but second best and I can find anything if you're having trouble . . . .''\n\n\t``No, thank you, my son,'' Master Splinter said with an air of dismissal.\n\n\tAfter fidgeting for a second, Mikey blurted out, ``Look, I didn't mean to freak you out with everything I said. You know, about Leo and Raph, and . . . and Donny and me. I know you said you wanted to meditate on it and I totally understand, but whatever you decide won't change how we feel about each other.''\n\n\t``You think to speak for all of your brothers?'' Master Splinter asked.\n\n\tMikey rubbed the back of his head, feeling ill at ease. ``Mainly just Donny and me. `Cause you know, we talk about stuff. We don't keep things from each other.''\n\n\t``That is commendable, or it would be if you were the only two that I had to worry about,'' Master Splinter said.\n\n\t``Leo and Raph are getting better,'' Mikey rushed to say. ``They really are. They're trying.''\n\n\t``Trying and succeeding are two different things,'' Master Splinter said. ``If you are in a life or death battle with the Foot clan, which do you think is better, trying not to die, or succeeding?''\n\n\t``Not getting killed of course,'' Mikey said. ``But it's not the same thing.''\n\n\t``Is it not?'' Master Splinter said, eyeing his son. ``Think about it. That is what I am doing. I wish to return to my thoughts now, Michelangelo. Please inform your brothers that I am well and that I do not wish to be disturbed.''\n\n\tThere was nothing else Mikey could think to say, because he wasn't sure what his father had been alluding to. Instead he nodded, bowed, and left the room.\n\n\tHe desperately wanted to talk to Don alone, but all three of his brothers practically pounced on him when Mikey entered the TV room.\n\n\t``Well? Did ya' find out what he's doing?'' Raph asked.\n\n\tShaking his head, Mikey said, ``He closed the laptop when I went in. He said he was okay and he was eating soup when I left, so I guess he's not sick. He said to tell you guys that he doesn't want to be disturbed.''\n\n\t``That means that whatever is on his mind, he's not going to tell us until he's good and ready,'' Don said.\n\n\tRaph made a noise at the back of his throat, something akin to a growl. ``I am seriously not liking this.''\n\n\t``What else can we do, Raph?'' Don asked. ``We can't confront him if we have no idea what's going on with him. Even if we did, he'd shut us down.''\n\n\t``Donny's right,'' Leo said, lightly touching Raph's arm. ``We'll just have to wait.''\n\n\tRaph turned to look at him. ``Ya' gonna be okay with that? Five seconds ago ya' were pacing and about to come unglued. Do me a favor and be honest about what you're feeling instead of bottling that shit up.''\n\n\t``Sure, I'm anxious and I'm worried. I admit it,'' Leo told him. ``But I have to believe what you said, Raph, that things will work themselves out.''\n\n\tMikey figured Raph must have said that when they were on the couch together. He was glad that Leo seemed to be listening to his brother.\n\n\tThe marked change in their demeanor and attitude towards each other was notable, but both Don and Mikey had the good sense not to mention it. Raph's mask tails were still covering the bite mark and Mikey guessed that he'd glued them to his plastron. As quickly as they healed from minor wounds, it wouldn't be long before the mark no longer showed.\n\n\t``So, I've got plenty of soup,'' Mikey announced, interrupting the conversation that Leo and Raph's eyes were having. ``How about I make some crusty bread to go along with it?''\n\n\t``Sounds good, Mikey,'' Leo said. ``I think someone should always be close to Father's room today, in case he calls out for us.''\n\n\tMichelangelo wasn't in the kitchen long before Don joined him.\n\n\t``What did Master Splinter really tell you?'' Don asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee.\n\n\t``Leo and Raph?'' Mikey asked.\n\n\t``On the couch,'' Don answered. ``Joined at the hip. This thing with Father seems to have flipped some sort of switch with them.''\n\n\t``That and finally having some sort of sex,'' Mikey said. ``Waiting for that to happen can be nerve wracking.''\n\n\tHe stared pointedly at Don, who laughed. ``If that's a hint, which I'm sure it was, you'll just have to keep waiting. I think Sensei is our priority right now.''\n\n\tMikey frowned as his thoughts returned to his encounter with Master Splinter. He quickly and quietly told Don everything that their father had said.\n\n\t``What do you think he meant when he was talking about trying and succeeding and battling the Foot?'' Mikey asked.\n\n\tDon stood completely still, his gaze frozen at some point just over Mikey's shoulder. The younger turtle had seen that before, it meant his brother was deep in thought.\n\n\t``Mikey, given how you feel about me, if we were in a fight against one of our enemies, doesn't matter who, and I was in danger, what would you do?'' Don asked.\n\n\t``I'd rush in to help you,'' Mikey replied immediately. ``You'd do the same for me. We always have.''\n\n\t``Now suppose I was in a precarious position, but Raph was in imminent danger,'' Don said.\n\n\t``I'd help Raph,'' Mikey said.\n\n\t``Would you?'' Don stared at him, his expression very serious. ``Could you? If it required you to take your eyes off of whatever was happening to me in order to come to Raph's aid, would you be able to do that? Suppose we were in equal amounts of danger and Leo ordered you to Raph's side, would you obey him?''\n\n\t``Sure,'' Mikey answered. ``I mean, I guess . . . I suppose . . . but what if Leo wanted me to help Raph because he cares more about . . . . oh.''\n\n\tUnderstanding suddenly blossomed, the meaning behind his father's words now making complete sense. Don nodded.\n\n\t``There's more to our pairing off than the sexual component,'' Don said. ``Honestly, it hadn't occurred to me either, not until you told me what Master Splinter said.''\n\n\t``Wow, this kinda sucks,'' Mikey said. ``I don't want to worry that our teamwork is gonna get screwed up by this.''\n\n\t``Master Splinter has to worry about that though, don't you think? He's our Father and Sensei. Keeping us safe and alive is his first priority,'' Don said.\n\n\tMikey grimaced. ``Making sure that we're happy isn't at the top of his list. How come things have to be so complicated?''\n\n\tDon waved a hand across his body to indicate his appearance. ``It's because of this, Mikey. Being who we are gives meaning to the word `complicated'.''\n\n\t``Okay then, then it royally sucks,'' Mikey said. ``But we've figured out hard stuff in the past, haven't we? There's no reason we can't work through this too.''\n\n\tSetting a hand on Mikey's shoulder, Don said, ``Keep being optimistic. We should probably wait until we hear what Master Splinter has to say before we take any steps towards the Leo and Raph dilemma.''\n\n\t``They seem to be getting along just fine right now,'' Mikey said.\n\n\t``Because they have a common concern,'' Don said. ``It's too soon to know if this peace is temporary or not.''\n\n\tIt was for the next ten hours. The brothers had their lunch and then when evening rolled around, they had dinner, all without seeing Master Splinter. Mikey didn't go to his father's room again, knowing that his previous dismissal had been a final one.\n\n\tOne of them always remained in the TV room, the closest space to their Father's. Even when they were watching an action movie, the turtles kept the volume turned down. Mikey suggested they play a board game to give them something to do, because he for one was feeling nervous as a kitten.\n\n\tHis suggestion was turned down. Bringing a stack of comic books from his room, Mikey settled on the rug and tried to bury himself in them, but even they didn't assuage his uneasiness.\n\n \tIt was nearing midnight when Raph finally stood up and stretched. ``I don't know about the rest of ya' guys, but I'm gonna rack. We ain't heard peep and I'm thinking that's how it's gonna be until tomorrow.''\n\n\tHe looked expectantly at Leo, who shook his head. ``I'll sleep on the couch. It's comfortable enough.''\n\n\t``I ain't gonna argue with ya' `cause even if I talked ya' into going to your room, you'd stay up the rest of the night worrying,'' Raph said. ``I'll go grab a blanket off your bed . . . .''\n\n\tHe didn't get to finish the sentence because it was at that moment that their father made his appearance. Master Splinter had April's laptop tucked under his arm and was leaning heavily on his walking stick.\n\n\t``My sons, it is time for us to have a serious talk,'' Master Splinter told them.\n\nTBC......\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tUntangling his hand from his younger brother's, Donatello gripped the back of Michelangelo's head and moved in to kiss him.  Mikey's lips opened under his, accepting the tongue that Don thrust into his mouth.

\tThe kiss was so sensual that Mikey became lost in it, no longer feeling Don's other hand, which was still stroking his thigh.  That was until Don's fingers lightly caressed the underside of Mikey's swollen length.

\tElectricity sparked through Mikey's system and he yelped into Don's open mouth.

\tWith a dark chuckle, Don swiped at Mikey's lips with his tongue and whispered against his mouth, ``Want more?''

\t``Duh,'' Mikey replied, churring when Don's hand left his head to caress his neck.

\tMoving the hand from Mikey's thigh, Don reached across his brother's body to catch hold of his hip.

\t``Swing around to face me,'' Don instructed.

\tMikey nodded eagerly, enjoying the genius' take charge attitude.  While he shifted on the futon, Don also moved, kneeling on the mattress and then sitting back on his legs.

\tNow placing both hands on Mikey's hips, Don urged him to scoot forward until the younger turtle's legs were draped over his upper thighs.  Both of the brothers were breathing heavily in anticipation, their fully erect cocks bobbing with each movement.

\t``Touch yourself,'' Don said in a harsh, guttural tone.

\tAs Mikey wrapped a hand around his own shaft, he felt a touch of discontentment.  He really wanted it to be Don's hand on his cock.  The disappointment faded when he saw the avid look on his brother's face and that Don was slowly stroking himself as he watched Mikey.

\tMikey's churr brought a smile to Don's lips and he offered an explanation.  ``I know I've watched you do this before, but up close like this I can get a better idea of how you like to be touched.''

\t``So we can help each other out?'' Mikey asked hopefully.

\t``I intend to make you feel good, Mike,'' Don said, leaning in again to lightly kiss his brother's lips.  ``It's my ultimate goal.''

\tHe lowered his head once more to watch Mikey masturbate.  The position that Don had placed them in meant that their cocks were close together and Mikey could feel the heat coming from his brother's shaft.  The sight of Don's hand sliding along his own cock was enticing and Mikey's dick throbbed in response.

\tPrecum spurted from Mikey's cock, slicking his shaft so that his hand could move faster.  He saw that Don tended to use a tighter grip, his hand closer to the center of his shaft as he pumped his cock.

\tThe brothers were tipped far forward now, the sides of their heads pressed together and the tips of their cocks occasionally touching.  Someone was trembling but Mikey wasn't sure if that was his own excitement or Don's.  He decided it was probably a combination of both.

\t``N . . . now, Mike.  Switch,'' Don husked.

\tAs brothers who had trained together all of their lives, the pair easily traded targets with instant, seamless precision.  Both cried out at the first touch of a hand other than their own and stopped moving for just a moment to look at one another.

\tIn Don's expression was a reflection of the desire and love that Mikey was feeling.  Neither spoke, but there was a flash of understanding between them and smiling, they began to jerk each other off.

\tIn seconds Mikey was panting, his tail stiff and toes curling back.  Don had done exactly what he said he would; paid attention to what felt good to his brother.

Don's grip was looser and his hand higher up on Mikey's cock so that there was more of the feeling of his rough palm sliding along the skin.  Periodically he would twist his hand, slipping it down to the base of the shaft before pulling back up again.

It was exactly the way Mikey preferred to work his cock.  Determined that Don would be no less satisfied, Mikey kept his own grip firm.  He'd noticed that Don tended to occasionally pull his cock back towards his body as he masturbated, so Mikey did that as well.

Mouths open, the sounds of the brother's heavy breathing filled the room.  Their churrs were broken only by words of encouragement and raspy exclamations of pleasure.

Mikey gripped Don's bicep as he felt his orgasm drawing near.  Don's body was quaking against his and it wasn't hard to tell that he was close too.

The heat along Don's cock increased and then his shaft expanded.  Don groaned loudly, drawing a responding moan from Michelangelo.

Rocking back slightly on his buttocks so that he could move his pelvis, Mikey tried to thrust into Don's hand.  ``Ah, ah, Donny!  Just like that!''

``Mike, oh . . . ngh!  We have to be . . . .'' Don began.

He didn't finish the sentence.  Suddenly his mouth was covering Mikey's, his low keening cry muted as he climaxed.  The feeling of his cock pulsating in Mikey's hand sent the younger turtle over the edge and his shout of pleasure was swallowed by Donatello.

Neither relinquished their grip until their cocks began to shrink.  It was with reluctance that Mikey let go of his brother's dick.  He had never experienced such intense pleasure, made more so at knowing he'd brought Don so much bliss.

The pair wordlessly tucked themselves away and then Don fell back, pulling Mikey along with him.  Mikey was still straddling his brother and found that he liked the position.

``That was so good,'' Mikey said, nuzzling into Don's neck.  ``When can we do more?''

Don chuckled, squeezing his brother tightly.  ``Typical Michelangelo.  Don't ever change.''

They drifted on an endorphin high for a few minutes and then Mikey asked, ``You started to tell me that we had to be quiet, didn't you?''

``I'm afraid so,'' Don answered with a sigh.  ``We wouldn't want Master Splinter to catch us before he gets the chance to sanction our relationship.''

``Or not,'' Mikey said.  ``What'll we do then?''

``Change his mind,'' Don said, kissing the top of Mikey's head.  ``How could he even think about keeping us apart when he sees how great we are together?''

``It's not us I worry about, it's Leo and Raph,'' Mikey said, rolling off his brother and propping himself up on one elbow to gaze down at him.

``I know what you mean,'' Don said, looking thoughtful.  ``They got together, but would you call that interaction between them healthy?''

``I'd call it kinky,'' Mikey said flatly.  ``Healthy, not so much.  I mean, kinky isn't a bad thing, but there's gotta be more to it than that.''

``It's easy enough to arrange instances where they can be together.  It'd be nice if they managed more than fighting as foreplay,'' Don said.

Mikey made a face.  ``So how do we get them to stop fighting?''

``That's going to be the trick,'' Don said.  ``They did make some headway with their last real conversation, so it's not as though they don't understand what they have to do.  And I think they want to do it right because I believe they really do love each other.  If they didn't, all of the things that aggravate them about each other would have kept them from even thinking about becoming a mated couple.''

After thinking for a minute, Mikey asked, ``Do you think Leo might be on a little bit of an ego trip?  He really gets off on forcing Raphie to submit.''

``I'm hoping that's more of a bedroom thing,'' Don said.  ``We did hear Raph tell him that he liked Leo being aggressive with him.  They just have to learn to keep that in the bedroom.''

``They have to learn how to disagree without turning the whole lair upside down too,'' Mikey said.

``They've each always had a very definite point of view.  The problem is that they try to shove theirs down each other's throats rather than intelligently discuss them.  I wonder if an intervention would help,'' Don mused.

``An intervention?  How would that work?'' Mikey asked.  ``You gonna tie them down?''

Don snorted a laugh.  ``Don't tempt me.''  He paused to rub at his chin, a sure sign that he was having ideas.

``What are you thinking?''  Mikey stared at his brother, a quiver of expectation running along his spine.

``I'm thinking that maybe we don't keep the recordings of those two strictly to ourselves,'' Don said slowly.

``Oh.  Oh!''  Mikey contemplated what he thought his brother was saying and then verbalized it to erase the possibility of a misunderstanding.  ``You want to show them that we've been spying on their private times?  Is this part of a death wish?''

``I'm going to have to present the lizards to them at some point,'' Don said.  ``I think that would be a good segue into their functionality.''

``Sure, I can hear that conversation,'' Mikey said sarcastically.  ``'These spy lizards work so well and are so discreet that you two didn't even notice them while you were screwing each other.'''.

``I wasn't going to be that blunt, Mikey,'' Don told him.  ``What we've recorded doesn't just contain their physical interactions.  We've got some very telling conversations and arguments that I think would help them to see each other better.''

``The only thing Raph's gonna see is red,'' Mikey said.  At the look Don gave him, Mikey waved a hand in surrender.  ``I'll go along one hundred percent with whatever you think is best.  Just make sure my hoverboard is fully fueled in case I need to make a quick getaway.''

``Very funny,'' Don replied.  ``You have to help me think of a way to get them focused on their own problems so they don't lash out at us.''

``Could I take on Karai and the Foot clan instead?'' Mikey asked.

``Hey, you started all of this,'' Don said.

``Me?''  Mikey's eyes widened in surprise.  ``I didn't build those lizards.''

``You chose to get involved in what was going on with Leo and Raph,'' Don said.  ``Not that I'm an innocent bystander,'' he added quickly.

Mikey grinned and kissed him.  ``I like having you as a partner in crime.''

``Speaking of partners, I guess we'd better get back to monitoring Leo and Raph,'' Don said regretfully, rising from his prone position.

He sat cross legged on the edge of the futon and reached for the laptop.  Mikey kneeled behind him, arms around Don as they checked in on their brothers.

 The pair were hard at work and the brick wall was going up at record speed.  It looked as though with the sexual tension gone for the moment, Leo and Raph could function like a single well-oiled machine.

For the next couple of hours Don and Mikey lounged together, keeping an eye on their brothers and simply talking.  Over their lifetime they had shared many things, but now they revealed their most intimate thoughts and dreams.

It amazed Mikey to learn that during the last few years Donatello had harbored a desire for him, one that he'd kept well-hidden out of respect for his brother.  Even though Mikey had only just come to understand that he was in love with Don, he was sure that somewhere in his subconscious he'd always known that to be true.

When they saw that their brothers were finished with the new wall and had started back to the lair, Mikey and Don left the lab and went straight to the bathroom.  They showered together, resisting certain carnal temptations, and exited a while later with wet gear and towels wrapped around their bodies.

This was how they greeted their brothers upon their return.  Mikey noticed that Raph had carefully draped the ends of his mask over his collarbone, effectively hiding the bite mark.

``How did the two of ya' get here before us?'' Raph asked suspiciously.  ``I'll bet ya' didn't even finish building your wall.''

``Oh but we did,'' Mikey said, grinning widely.  ``The fake wall is finished, the fancy opening trick built right into it, and the area all cleaned up.''

Don was staring at Leo and Raph as though studying them.  ``Actually, you should have finished before we did.  Was there a problem with the engineering, or were you two  . . . ?''

He trailed off, leaving the question open ended.  Mikey was tickled to see the color rise in Raph's cheeks and the look of guilt on Leo's face.

``No, we weren't fighting,'' Leo said, realizing that one of them had to say something.  ``We had a bit of a . . . disagreement on how to begin, but we worked it out.''

``I'm glad to hear that,'' Don told them.  ``You're both a mess.  We saved you some hot water, but you might want to draw straws on who gets the shower first.''

``Unless you guys want to hop in together,'' Mikey couldn't resist adding.

Leo and Raph exchanged glances and then looked away from each other quickly.  ``Raph can go first,'' Leo said.  ``He did most of the hard work.''

``Thanks, Leo,'' Raph said, appearing surprised at the gesture.  ``I'll make it fast, how's that sound?''

``Take as long as you need,'' Leo said.  There was a soft look in his eyes that Mikey hadn't seen before.

He went to bed thinking about that look and wondering if the task he and Don had set for themselves might not be so insurmountable after all.

Whatever Don might have been planning, April O'Neil's appearance the next morning changed things.

She arrived at the lair just as the brothers were about to begin their practice session.  Master Splinter had come out of his room earlier for tea and informed them that Leonardo would be leading them through their exercises.  He'd said no more than that, merely giving each of his sons a hard look before going back to his room.

``Hey April,'' Don called out in greeting.  Noticing that she was carrying her laptop, he asked, ``Not getting more strange messages from another dimension, are you?''

April shook her head, seeming both curious and worried all at once.  ``Master Splinter called and asked me to come by with my computer,'' she said.  ``He's never called me before.  I didn't think he knew how to make a call on his shell cell.''

``He called you?  Why?'' Leo asked, frowning.

``I have no idea,'' April answered.  ``I thought you guys might know.  Is everything all right?''

``He's been in his room meditating since yesterday,'' Don said.  ``He's eating and has said he's fine when we've checked on him.''

``Something is bothering him,'' Leo said.  ``I can tell.  He won't tell me what it is.''

``Maybe he'll tell me so I can help,'' April said.  ``Try not to fret, guys.  If there's some sort of danger coming and he's sensed it, he'll let us know what it is when he's ready to.''

She proceeded on to Master Splinter's room and the brothers gathered together in the dojo.  They didn't talk about what might be bothering their father, though under normal circumstances that is exactly what they would have done.  Don and Mikey knew, but not why he'd called for April.

Mikey guessed that Leo and Raph probably had an inkling as to why their father was isolating himself and it wasn't something they wanted to address in front of the other two.

Despite the fact that his home life was in something of a turmoil, Leonardo performed his task as leader flawlessly.  Compartmentalizing was one of his gifts and he took them through their training session without a hitch.

When they finished for the day, Mikey went to the kitchen to take some chicken out of the freezer to thaw.  He found a note from April on the counter, saying that after instructing Master Splinter on how to search for information on the internet, she'd left her laptop with him.  She said he'd told her that one of them would return it later.

Mikey took the note to Don, who was seated in front of his computer terminals.  Leo and Raph were nearby and came over to read it as well.

``Why didn't he ask for my laptop?'' Don asked of no one in particular.  ``I could have helped him with whatever he's researching.''

``Guess it's something he don't want any of us to know about,'' Raph said.  ``That can't be good.''

 ``Dude, that is never good,'' Mikey said, his own misgivings ratcheting up a notch.

Leo started to pace.  ``Do you think he's ill and is trying to hide that from us?  Maybe he borrowed April's laptop so that he could look up symptoms without leaving a history for us to find.''

Raph scoffed.  ``He didn't know how to use the internet, how's he gonna know about browser histories?''

``Actually, we talked about that once,'' Don said.  ``It was when Mikey was experimenting with food and wouldn't tell us what he was making for dinner.  I scanned through his browser history to see what recipes he'd researched.''

``Hey, that's cheating!'' Mikey exclaimed, giving Don a dirty look.

Don raised his eye ridges.  ``All's fair in our gastrointestinal peace and your war on our stomachs.  Anyway, Master Splinter wanted a head's up on what he might be eating too, so he watched me.  I guess the only thing he remembered from then was that when you look for something on the internet, you leave behind a trail.''

``He was always good at following trails,'' Raph said.

``You guys are getting far off the subject,'' Leo said sharply as he stopped pacing.  ``I don't care about what he does or doesn't know about computers, I care about why he's in seclusion.''

``Don't get your shell in a bunch,'' Mikey said.  He pointed to himself.  ``Leave it to the Mikester.  I'll whip up some of that soup he likes so much and take it to him.  I mean, he's gotta eat, right?  If he's got an appetite, then it probably means he's not sick.  Maybe it'll put him in a good enough mood so he'll tell me what's up.''

``Or you'll try to get a look over his shoulder at whatever it is he's researching,'' Don said.

``You know me so well,'' Mikey replied, beaming at him.

``Go on then, hurry it up before Leo busts a gut worrying,'' Raph said, slapping the back of Mikey's shell.  ``Just don't forget to tell us everything ya' find out.''

``On it,'' Mikey said, heading for the stairs.

\tFortunately Mikey kept a container of his homemade vegetable broth in the freezer and it didn't take him long to heat up a batch.  He added some sliced vegetables to the broth and chunks of leftover turkey.  While it simmered, Mikey prepared a pot of tea and then placed everything onto a tray and carried it to his father's room.

\tOn his way past the couch, Mikey saw that Raph and Leo were seated next to each other.  The television was on, but neither was watching, too engrossed in a whispered conversation.  They stopped talking when Mikey was within earshot, but returned to their discussion after he'd gone by.  Looking back, Mikey saw that their heads were close together and there was no sign of any argument between them.

\tWhen Mikey entered his father's room, he heard the clacking sound of fingernails on a keyboard.  Walking slowly down the stairs so as to make no noise, Mikey spotted Master Splinter kneeling behind his chabudai table, April's laptop open in front of him.

\tIf Mikey thought his father would be too absorbed in his research to notice him, he was mistaken.  Master Splinter looked up before Mikey stepped off of the last stair riser.

\t``I brought you some lunch, Sensei,'' Mikey said, smiling brightly at his father.

\tOne of the skills the aged rat had mastered was the ultimate poker face.  Mikey couldn't read a single thought from his father's expression.

\t``That is very kind of you, Michelangelo,'' Master Splinter said, lowering the screen on the laptop so that Mikey couldn't see what was on it.

\tMikey set the tray on the end of the table.  ``Um, you doing okay, Sensei?  Need anything?  I can help with the computer if you want, I'm really good on it.  I mean, not as great as Donny is, but second best and I can find anything if you're having trouble . . . .''

\t``No, thank you, my son,'' Master Splinter said with an air of dismissal.

\tAfter fidgeting for a second, Mikey blurted out, ``Look, I didn't mean to freak you out with everything I said.  You know, about Leo and Raph, and . . . and Donny and me.  I know you said you wanted to meditate on it and I totally understand, but whatever you decide won't change how we feel about each other.''

\t``You think to speak for all of your brothers?'' Master Splinter asked.

\tMikey rubbed the back of his head, feeling ill at ease.  ``Mainly just Donny and me.  `Cause you know, we talk about stuff.  We don't keep things from each other.''

\t``That is commendable, or it would be if you were the only two that I had to worry about,'' Master Splinter said.

\t``Leo and Raph are getting better,'' Mikey rushed to say.  ``They really are.  They're trying.''

\t``Trying and succeeding are two different things,'' Master Splinter said.  ``If you are in a life or death battle with the Foot clan, which do you think is better, trying not to die, or succeeding?''

\t``Not getting killed of course,'' Mikey said.  ``But it's not the same thing.''

\t``Is it not?'' Master Splinter said, eyeing his son.  ``Think about it.  That is what I am doing.  I wish to return to my thoughts now, Michelangelo.  Please inform your brothers that I am well and that I do not wish to be disturbed.''

\tThere was nothing else Mikey could think to say, because he wasn't sure what his father had been alluding to.  Instead he nodded, bowed, and left the room.

\tHe desperately wanted to talk to Don alone, but all three of his brothers practically pounced on him when Mikey entered the TV room.

\t``Well?  Did ya' find out what he's doing?'' Raph asked.

\tShaking his head, Mikey said, ``He closed the laptop when I went in.  He said he was okay and he was eating soup when I left, so I guess he's not sick.  He said to tell you guys that he doesn't want to be disturbed.''

\t``That means that whatever is on his mind, he's not going to tell us until he's good and ready,'' Don said.

\tRaph made a noise at the back of his throat, something akin to a growl.  ``I am seriously not liking this.''

\t``What else can we do, Raph?'' Don asked.  ``We can't confront him if we have no idea what's going on with him.  Even if we did, he'd shut us down.''

\t``Donny's right,'' Leo said, lightly touching Raph's arm.  ``We'll just have to wait.''

\tRaph turned to look at him.  ``Ya' gonna be okay with that?  Five seconds ago ya' were pacing and about to come unglued.  Do me a favor and be honest about what you're feeling instead of bottling that shit up.''

\t``Sure, I'm anxious and I'm worried.  I admit it,'' Leo told him.  ``But I have to believe what you said, Raph, that things will work themselves out.''

\tMikey figured Raph must have said that when they were on the couch together.  He was glad that Leo seemed to be listening to his brother.

\tThe marked change in their demeanor and attitude towards each other was notable, but both Don and Mikey had the good sense not to mention it.  Raph's mask tails were still covering the bite mark and Mikey guessed that he'd glued them to his plastron.  As quickly as they healed from minor wounds, it wouldn't be long before the mark no longer showed.

\t``So, I've got plenty of soup,'' Mikey announced, interrupting the conversation that Leo and Raph's eyes were having.  ``How about I make some crusty bread to go along with it?''

\t``Sounds good, Mikey,'' Leo said.  ``I think someone should always be close to Father's room today, in case he calls out for us.''

\tMichelangelo wasn't in the kitchen long before Don joined him.

\t``What did Master Splinter really tell you?'' Don asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

\t``Leo and Raph?'' Mikey asked.

\t``On the couch,'' Don answered.  ``Joined at the hip.  This thing with Father seems to have flipped some sort of switch with them.''

\t``That and finally having some sort of sex,'' Mikey said.  ``Waiting for that to happen can be nerve wracking.''

\tHe stared pointedly at Don, who laughed.  ``If that's a hint, which I'm sure it was, you'll just have to keep waiting.  I think Sensei is our priority right now.''

\tMikey frowned as his thoughts returned to his encounter with Master Splinter.  He quickly and quietly told Don everything that their father had said.

\t``What do you think he meant when he was talking about trying and succeeding and battling the Foot?'' Mikey asked.

\tDon stood completely still, his gaze frozen at some point just over Mikey's shoulder.  The younger turtle had seen that before, it meant his brother was deep in thought.

\t``Mikey, given how you feel about me, if we were in a fight against one of our enemies, doesn't matter who, and I was in danger, what would you do?'' Don asked.

\t``I'd rush in to help you,'' Mikey replied immediately.  ``You'd do the same for me.  We always have.''

\t``Now suppose I was in a precarious position, but Raph was in imminent danger,'' Don said.

\t``I'd help Raph,'' Mikey said.

\t``Would you?''  Don stared at him, his expression very serious.  ``Could you?  If it required you to take your eyes off of whatever was happening to me in order to come to Raph's aid, would you be able to do that?  Suppose we were in equal amounts of danger and Leo ordered you to Raph's side, would you obey him?''

\t``Sure,'' Mikey answered.  ``I mean, I guess . . . I suppose . . . but what if Leo wanted me to help Raph because he cares more about . . . . oh.''

\tUnderstanding suddenly blossomed, the meaning behind his father's words now making complete sense.  Don nodded.

\t``There's more to our pairing off than the sexual component,'' Don said.  ``Honestly, it hadn't occurred to me either, not until you told me what Master Splinter said.''

\t``Wow, this kinda sucks,'' Mikey said.  ``I don't want to worry that our teamwork is gonna get screwed up by this.''

\t``Master Splinter has to worry about that though, don't you think?  He's our Father and Sensei.  Keeping us safe and alive is his first priority,'' Don said.

\tMikey grimaced.  ``Making sure that we're happy isn't at the top of his list.  How come things have to be so complicated?''

\tDon waved a hand across his body to indicate his appearance.  ``It's because of this, Mikey.  Being who we are gives meaning to the word `complicated'.''

\t``Okay then, then it royally sucks,'' Mikey said.  ``But we've figured out hard stuff in the past, haven't we?  There's no reason we can't work through this too.''

\tSetting a hand on Mikey's shoulder, Don said, ``Keep being optimistic.  We should probably wait until we hear what Master Splinter has to say before we take any steps towards the Leo and Raph dilemma.''

\t``They seem to be getting along just fine right now,'' Mikey said.

\t``Because they have a common concern,'' Don said.  ``It's too soon to know if this peace is temporary or not.''

\tIt was for the next ten hours.  The brothers had their lunch and then when evening rolled around, they had dinner, all without seeing Master Splinter.  Mikey didn't go to his father's room again, knowing that his previous dismissal had been a final one.

\tOne of them always remained in the TV room, the closest space to their Father's.  Even when they were watching an action movie, the turtles kept the volume turned down.  Mikey suggested they play a board game to give them something to do, because he for one was feeling nervous as a kitten.

\tHis suggestion was turned down.  Bringing a stack of comic books from his room, Mikey settled on the rug and tried to bury himself in them, but even they didn't assuage his uneasiness.

 \tIt was nearing midnight when Raph finally stood up and stretched.  ``I don't know about the rest of ya' guys, but I'm gonna rack.  We ain't heard peep and I'm thinking that's how it's gonna be until tomorrow.''

\tHe looked expectantly at Leo, who shook his head.  ``I'll sleep on the couch.  It's comfortable enough.''

\t``I ain't gonna argue with ya' `cause even if I talked ya' into going to your room, you'd stay up the rest of the night worrying,'' Raph said.  ``I'll go grab a blanket off your bed . . . .''

\tHe didn't get to finish the sentence because it was at that moment that their father made his appearance.  Master Splinter had April's laptop tucked under his arm and was leaning heavily on his walking stick.

\t``My sons, it is time for us to have a serious talk,'' Master Splinter told them.

TBC......

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