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No money being made.\nWord Count: 1,592\nAlternate universe - future parts will contain TCest, language, adult situations\nPairing: Leonardo/Michelangelo\nSummary: Master Splinter only discovered, rescued, and raised three turtle hatchlings. What became of the fourth?\n\n*My part of a trade with the incredible KameChuu. Preview art by KameChuu.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Disclaimer: The TMNT are not mine. No money being made.
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Alternate universe - future parts will contain TCest, language, adult situations
Pairing: Leonardo/Michelangelo
Summary: Master Splinter only discovered, rescued, and raised three turtle hatchlings. What became of the fourth?

*My part of a trade with the incredible KameChuu. Preview art by KameChuu.", "writing": "\tA light mist had started to fall and even though Leonardo had lost sight of the orange banded turtle, his footprints were quite visible. So was his scent, the musky odor clinging to the insides of Leonardo's nostrils. Leonardo was often delighted by the fact that he was a turtle for as such he had an extraordinary sense of smell. Even the touch of moisture in the air did not diminish that faculty.\n\n\tThe slightly musky sweet scent belonging to the other turtle was both unique and enticing. It was like a hook inside Leonardo's nose, pulling him forward. The fact that the scent still hung in the air told Leonardo that his quarry did not have that much of a lead on him.\n\n\tLeonardo was careful to remain invisible in case the lost boy was cautiously watching his back trail. Minute sounds touched Leonardo's hearing, amongst them the tiniest rattle of the chains on the young turtle's nunchucks. Smiling slightly, Leonardo knew he would have to teach the orange banded turtle how to properly holster his weapon so that the chains wouldn't give him away.\n\n\tAlready Leonardo found himself thinking of the future, when he had yet to conquer the present. Pushing back his racing thoughts, Leonardo forced himself to focus on the task at hand. One could not teach what one had yet to catch.\n\n\tThey were in an older section of the city and there were numerous places to hide. Leonardo was surprised that the other turtle had not chosen to use the rooftops; they were a much faster mode of travel. The weather dissuaded humans from coming out though, so the two turtles had the streets to themselves.\n\n\tBefore long, the lost boy's footprints led Leonardo to a wide, dead end alley. The orange banded turtle was nowhere to be seen, but his scent hung in the air.\n\n\tTurning in every direction and finally looking up, Leonardo could not find where the mystery turtle had gone. Into his mind came a fragment of a dream he'd had the night before; the turtle ran from him as always, this time just beyond the reach of Leonardo's fingertips.\n\n\tWhen Leonardo called out to him, the turtle had offered the blue banded ninja a dazzling smile and told him, [i]``I'm not real until you catch me. And no one can catch me.''\n[/i]\n\tLeonardo blinked away the memory. This younger turtle was by no means a ghost, just a very tricky and resourceful adversary.\n\n\tSquatting, Leonardo leaned down until his cheek was nearly touching the ground and ran his eyes over the rough pavement. He saw where the pool in the center of the alley had splashed beyond its boundaries in several places, telling the experienced tracker that the lost boy had run through the water to hide his footprints.\n\n\tThen his sharp eyes spotted two twin lines running parallel to the wall on the left side of the tunnel. Rising to his feet, Leonardo crept closer, noting that the lines were next to an old fashioned, heavy metal box that had at one time served as a place to hold deliveries. Such boxes were normally fastened by thick brackets to the wall, but upon closer examination, Leonardo could see that while the brackets appeared to be in place, they did not actually touch the brick wall.\n\n\tLeonardo ran his eyes over the three foot wide box and on the side furthest from him spotted where the condensation attached to it had run in rivulets downwards. Something or someone had touched the box just there, pressing the water together until heavier droplets had formed.\n\n\tWith a satisfied expression, Leonardo did likewise, not at all surprised when the box rolled under his hands. Underneath it was a rectangular metal access door, the type that led into building maintenance tunnels.\n\n\tLeonardo noticed that a flexible metal spring bar ran from the door handle to the underside of the delivery box and guessed that when the door was lifted and then pulled shut, the spring would yank the delivery box back over the door to hide it. It was simple, yet ingenious, and Leonardo's estimation of the young turtle's intellect rose.\n\n\tJust as he was reaching for the door handle, Leonardo's shell cell buzzed. With a frown, he quickly answered it, keeping his voice low. ``Are you guy's safe?''\n\n\t[i]``Hell yeah,'' [/i]Raphael answered, his tone somewhat belligerent. [i]``Where the fuck did ya' go?''[/i]\n\n\t``I'm tracking the turtle,'' Leonardo said, giving no details.\n\n\t[i]``Really? No shit, I kinda figured that one out for myself,'' [/i]Raphael snapped. [i]``Where exactly?''[/i]\n\n\t``He's getting away, I don't have time,'' Leonardo said quickly.\n\n\t[i]``Goddammit, Leonardo! We'll track your fucking cell signal,'' [/i]Raphael growled.\n\n\t``Do that,'' Leonardo said, swiftly disconnecting the call. Walking over to the delivery box, he lifted the rusty lid and tossed his phone inside.\n\n\tWasting no more time, Leonardo pulled open the maintenance door and stepped onto the stairs that led downwards into darkness. He was careful to pull the door closed with a good firm jerk, hearing the delivery box roll into place overhead.\n\n\tThe stairs took him into a room filled with pipes and electrical conduits. There was no sign of the orange banded turtle and despite the layers of dust and dirt that clung to everything else, the floor was remarkably clean. Leonardo chuckled under his breath; that was obviously the work of his young friend.\n\n\tLeonardo didn't need his footprints to follow however, the turtle's scent still lingered. It was lighter now due to the delay in Leonardo's locating his hiding spot, but it was there. The ninja leader also adhered to the saying that one could not pass through a place without leaving their mark upon it.\n\n\tSlowly following the scent trail, Leonardo allowed his eyes to roam at will, depending on his other senses to warn him of danger. A tiny dust ball still rolled on itself in one corner, telling of someone's passing. The strands of recently broken cobwebs fluttered to his left and right; so delicate that the wind created by someone rushing past could sever them.\n\n\tA smudge in the dirt on one massive pipe told Leonardo that it had been brushed against. Following the turn in a long narrow hallway, Leonardo spotted a large metal storm grate built into the floor. Meant to prevent flood waters from filling the room and damaging electrical equipment, the opening spilled directly into the sewers.\n\n\tGrinning delightedly, Leonardo found that the grate lifted with ease, its hinges giving off no sound whatsoever. They had obviously been greased, and not too long ago, indicating that this was a common route for the younger turtle.\n\n\tDropping silently into the low tunnel, Leonardo remained bent over as he traversed a good twenty yards of the conduit before it opened out into the larger sewer system. It was no darker than Leonardo was used to and his eyes quickly adjusted. The first thing they did was to pick out a toe print in the mud and when he stooped to have a look, Leonardo saw several other prints beyond it.\n\n\tIn familiar territory now, Leonardo began jogging after the young turtle, remaining as silent as always so as not to give away his presence. He felt certain that the orange banded youth would not expect that someone would have followed him this far, but he didn't want a sound to send the turtle scurrying away from him again.\n\n\tThe lost boy's scent grew stronger; a fine bouquet that trailed through the center of the tunnel, undiluted by the wet interior. Within moments, Leonardo spotted a flash of orange just ahead of him, lit briefly by the light filtering through another storm drain.\n\n\tLeonardo could hear the young turtle's footsteps falter and then stop. Taking a chance, the blue banded turtle called out, ``Hello?''\n\n\tListening carefully, the only sound that answered him was the steady drip of the rain falling into the sewers. At least the young turtle hadn't started running.\n\n\tLifting a hand to his injured shoulder, Leonardo stepped into the light. ``Are you going to run off and leave me back here to bleed to death?'' he asked.\n\n\tThere was the faintest whisper of sound and then nothing. Leonardo waited, sensing that the turtle he pursued had stopped moving altogether.\n\n\t``How badly are you hurt?'' The voice came from a side juncture in the tunnel and Leonardo turned in that direction.\n\n\t``I can't really tell,'' Leonardo answered. ``There's a wound across my shoulder in the back and I can feel blood.''\n\n\tIn all actuality, Leonardo knew the cut was fairly minor, maybe requiring a couple of stitches at the most. He'd had a feeling that the young turtle couldn't leave him if there was a chance that Leonardo was seriously injured.\n\n\t``I could fix that,'' the turtle said a trifle hesitantly.\n\n\tHis voice was a bold as his laugh, filled with an exuberance that had been tamped down to suit the current situation. Leonardo had been afraid that hearing him speak for the first time would break the spell of the turtle's allure, but it had the opposite effect.\n\n\t``I would appreciate it,'' Leonardo said without moving. ``I'd rather not try to make it home in the rain with this wound.''\n\n\tAnother couple of minutes passed and Leonardo could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Then the mystery turtle stepped out of the gloom and into the light at its furthest edge.\n\n\tLeonardo's breath caught in his throat.\n\nTBC..................\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tA light mist had started to fall and even though Leonardo had lost sight of the orange banded turtle, his footprints were quite visible.  So was his scent, the musky odor clinging to the insides of Leonardo's nostrils.  Leonardo was often delighted by the fact that he was a turtle for as such he had an extraordinary sense of smell.  Even the touch of moisture in the air did not diminish that faculty.

\tThe slightly musky sweet scent belonging to the other turtle was both unique and enticing.  It was like a hook inside Leonardo's nose, pulling him forward.  The fact that the scent still hung in the air told Leonardo that his quarry did not have that much of a lead on him.

\tLeonardo was careful to remain invisible in case the lost boy was cautiously watching his back trail.  Minute sounds touched Leonardo's hearing, amongst them the tiniest rattle of the chains on the young turtle's nunchucks.  Smiling slightly, Leonardo knew he would have to teach the orange banded turtle how to properly holster his weapon so that the chains wouldn't give him away.

\tAlready Leonardo found himself thinking of the future, when he had yet to conquer the present.  Pushing back his racing thoughts, Leonardo forced himself to focus on the task at hand.  One could not teach what one had yet to catch.

\tThey were in an older section of the city and there were numerous places to hide.  Leonardo was surprised that the other turtle had not chosen to use the rooftops; they were a much faster mode of travel.  The weather dissuaded humans from coming out though, so the two turtles had the streets to themselves.

\tBefore long, the lost boy's footprints led Leonardo to a wide, dead end alley.  The orange banded turtle was nowhere to be seen, but his scent hung in the air.

\tTurning in every direction and finally looking up, Leonardo could not find where the mystery turtle had gone.  Into his mind came a fragment of a dream he'd had the night before; the turtle ran from him as always, this time just beyond the reach of Leonardo's fingertips.

\tWhen Leonardo called out to him, the turtle had offered the blue banded ninja a dazzling smile and told him, ``I'm not real until you catch me.  And no one can catch me.''

\tLeonardo blinked away the memory.  This younger turtle was by no means a ghost, just a very tricky and resourceful adversary.

\tSquatting, Leonardo leaned down until his cheek was nearly touching the ground and ran his eyes over the rough pavement.  He saw where the pool in the center of the alley had splashed beyond its boundaries in several places, telling the experienced tracker that the lost boy had run through the water to hide his footprints.

\tThen his sharp eyes spotted two twin lines running parallel to the wall on the left side of the tunnel.  Rising to his feet, Leonardo crept closer, noting that the lines were next to an old fashioned, heavy metal box that had at one time served as a place to hold deliveries.  Such boxes were normally fastened by thick brackets to the wall, but upon closer examination, Leonardo could see that while the brackets appeared to be in place, they did not actually touch the brick wall.

\tLeonardo ran his eyes over the three foot wide box and on the side furthest from him spotted where the condensation attached to it had run in rivulets downwards.  Something or someone had touched the box just there, pressing the water together until heavier droplets had formed.

\tWith a satisfied expression, Leonardo did likewise, not at all surprised when the box rolled under his hands.  Underneath it was a rectangular metal access door, the type that led into building maintenance tunnels.

\tLeonardo noticed that a flexible metal spring bar ran from the door handle to the underside of the delivery box and guessed that when the door was lifted and then pulled shut, the spring would yank the delivery box back over the door to hide it.  It was simple, yet ingenious, and Leonardo's estimation of the young turtle's intellect rose.

\tJust as he was reaching for the door handle, Leonardo's shell cell buzzed.  With a frown, he quickly answered it, keeping his voice low.  ``Are you guy's safe?''

\t``Hell yeah,'' Raphael answered, his tone somewhat belligerent.  ``Where the fuck did ya' go?''

\t``I'm tracking the turtle,'' Leonardo said, giving no details.

\t``Really?  No shit, I kinda figured that one out for myself,'' Raphael snapped.  ``Where exactly?''

\t``He's getting away, I don't have time,'' Leonardo said quickly.

\t``Goddammit, Leonardo!  We'll track your fucking cell signal,'' Raphael growled.

\t``Do that,'' Leonardo said, swiftly disconnecting the call.  Walking over to the delivery box, he lifted the rusty lid and tossed his phone inside.

\tWasting no more time, Leonardo pulled open the maintenance door and stepped onto the stairs that led downwards into darkness.  He was careful to pull the door closed with a good firm jerk, hearing the delivery box roll into place overhead.

\tThe stairs took him into a room filled with pipes and electrical conduits.  There was no sign of the orange banded turtle and despite the layers of dust and dirt that clung to everything else, the floor was remarkably clean.  Leonardo chuckled under his breath; that was obviously the work of his young friend.

\tLeonardo didn't need his footprints to follow however, the turtle's scent still lingered.  It was lighter now due to the delay in Leonardo's locating his hiding spot, but it was there.  The ninja leader also adhered to the saying that one could not pass through a place without leaving their mark upon it.

\tSlowly following the scent trail, Leonardo allowed his eyes to roam at will, depending on his other senses to warn him of danger.  A tiny dust ball still rolled on itself in one corner, telling of someone's passing.  The strands of recently broken cobwebs fluttered to his left and right; so delicate that the wind created by someone rushing past could sever them.

\tA smudge in the dirt on one massive pipe told Leonardo that it had been brushed against.  Following the turn in a long narrow hallway, Leonardo spotted a large metal storm grate built into the floor.  Meant to prevent flood waters from filling the room and damaging electrical equipment, the opening spilled directly into the sewers.

\tGrinning delightedly, Leonardo found that the grate lifted with ease, its hinges giving off no sound whatsoever.  They had obviously been greased, and not too long ago, indicating that this was a common route for the younger turtle.

\tDropping silently into the low tunnel, Leonardo remained bent over as he traversed a good twenty yards of the conduit before it opened out into the larger sewer system.  It was no darker than Leonardo was used to and his eyes quickly adjusted.  The first thing they did was to pick out a toe print in the mud and when he stooped to have a look, Leonardo saw several other prints beyond it.

\tIn familiar territory now, Leonardo began jogging after the young turtle, remaining as silent as always so as not to give away his presence.  He felt certain that the orange banded youth would not expect that someone would have followed him this far, but he didn't want a sound to send the turtle scurrying away from him again.

\tThe lost boy's scent grew stronger; a fine bouquet that trailed through the center of the tunnel, undiluted by the wet interior.  Within moments, Leonardo spotted a flash of orange just ahead of him, lit briefly by the light filtering through another storm drain.

\tLeonardo could hear the young turtle's footsteps falter and then stop.  Taking a chance, the blue banded turtle called out, ``Hello?''

\tListening carefully, the only sound that answered him was the steady drip of the rain falling into the sewers.  At least the young turtle hadn't started running.

\tLifting a hand to his injured shoulder, Leonardo stepped into the light.  ``Are you going to run off and leave me back here to bleed to death?'' he asked.

\tThere was the faintest whisper of sound and then nothing.  Leonardo waited, sensing that the turtle he pursued had stopped moving altogether.

\t``How badly are you hurt?''  The voice came from a side juncture in the tunnel and Leonardo turned in that direction.

\t``I can't really tell,'' Leonardo answered.  ``There's a wound across my shoulder in the back and I can feel blood.''

\tIn all actuality, Leonardo knew the cut was fairly minor, maybe requiring a couple of stitches at the most.  He'd had a feeling that the young turtle couldn't leave him if there was a chance that Leonardo was seriously injured.

\t``I could fix that,'' the turtle said a trifle hesitantly.

\tHis voice was a bold as his laugh, filled with an exuberance that had been tamped down to suit the current situation.  Leonardo had been afraid that hearing him speak for the first time would break the spell of the turtle's allure, but it had the opposite effect.

\t``I would appreciate it,'' Leonardo said without moving.  ``I'd rather not try to make it home in the rain with this wound.''

\tAnother couple of minutes passed and Leonardo could feel his heart pounding in his chest.  Then the mystery turtle stepped out of the gloom and into the light at its furthest edge.

\tLeonardo's breath caught in his throat.

TBC..................

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