Trouble In Paradise Part 2: The Dairy. (Raph/Leo & Donnie/Mikey Implied) Leo's POV “It started about a week ago, when you took Mikey and Donnie out for a special training day” He started. Flashback: “Raph, just because master Splinter took Don and Mike out for special training, doesn’t mean that we don't have to do training!” I shouted from the dojo. “I was waiting for Raph to come out of the bathroom for training. He took longer than he said he would at breakfast. He said he'd be in there for 15 minutes to take a shower while I did the dishes. Once I was finished we would train together in the dojo. But now, 30 minutes after the time he said he would be downstairs, he still wasn't, so I decided to go upstairs and check him out. If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't have done it” he said and sifted in his seat across his father. Splinter saw it was uneasy for his son to tell him this, but he had to know, otherwise he could never help his sons. “Can you tell me, my son? Otherwise I won't be able to understand.” he asked his son nervously. Leo nodded and continued. “When I got upstairs, I heard some grumbling in our bedroom. I didn't know what it was so I went to check it out. I walked to the door and put my ear against the door. I heard Raph in there, but I didn't know what he was doing. I knocked on the door and called his name”. “Raph? What are you doing in there? You were supposed to come downstairs and train with me”. “Fuck off, Leo!” Raph yelled back. “I'm...I'm busy, now... leave... leave me alone!” “I don't know if it was the way he said it or the sound from his voice that made me stay put, but he sounded... scared or something, I didn't know why. I wanted him to open the door so I could see what was wrong so I asked him.” “Raph, what's wrong? You sound 'scared'. Please let me in”. “N...No, Please Leo,...Please...Leave...” Raph voice broke and started sobbing. “When he started crying I knew something was REALLY wrong, so with the help from some of Donnie's lock picks I managed to open the door, only to see Raph sitting on our bed with a little black book with a blue ribbon on the side in his hand. I knew that book like nothing else. It was a dairy. MY diary. And it was opened. When I saw his face like that I knew he read everything that was in it or to much for him to handle”. 'How much did he read, obliviously much, maybe to much. I hope I'm not to late with my explanations'. -x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-