Chapter 16: Reactions...
Could this get any worst…
Training isn’t helping at all, and quite frankly it’s not even helping him relieve some stress at all.
It has been nearly two weeks since the talk with Donnie, and by the third day for the first week Master Splinter finally arrived from his visit from the Ancient One. He knew that he was going to have to explain the situation to him eventually, but just had no idea how...
His swords continued to slash invisible enemies, as well as performing multiple aerial attacks and flips. He landed skillfully on the ground, his thighs holding their strength before he jumped again and circled his blades around in a tornado-like motion until he landed on his toes once more.
Leonardo placed his swords back in their sheaths and bowed.
No… That wouldn’t work either…
The leader sighed deeply and walked over towards the table, he reached for a metal water canteen that sat idly. A quick twist to remove the lid and then he drank.
For a while now he’s meditated and even went as far as thinking while he physically practiced, each time when he came up with a new way to explain to his father about his intimate relationship with Donatello. Neither of the words or phrases would mend together as he would hope.
Master Splinter was tricky to be able to explain it to, Mikey and Raph were two other stories that he could easily explain. Well, at least to Raph, but even he was a bit of a hassle due to the fact that they tend to butt heads with each other. However, he wasn’t sure how the conversation would end to his father. Leonardo… didn’t know what the outcome would be.
He removed the water from his flexible beak, yeah… right now he was at a standstill, or how Mikey would put it a cliffhanger.
Pretty sure he speaks for everyone that cliffhangers are just plainly horrible.
He was surprised how long they had been able to keep their relationship a secret now, even more so with just how… active he was during season.
Some of the things he did… well…
*Just how did everyone not notice?* He pondered placing the canteen down on the table.
Maybe he should tell the others, eventually they may know… and with Donnie’s season coming up, he didn’t know just how much longer he would be able to hide it.
“Still training fearless?”
The leader spun around with his reflexes, but relaxed the second he saw the emerald colored turtle. “I was just finishing up.”
The other nodded, making sure to crack his knuckles. “I got a date with da punching bag.”
Leo shook his head in amusement. “You’re as bad as Mikey.”
The other rolled his green eyes then proceeded to move to the exercise tool the pound of his fists echoing in the room.
It taken some time but Leo managed to put away the training tools. The second he placed the mats under the table, he noticed Raph taking a small breather from his session, sweat and his muscles prodded out slightly.
The forest colored turtle was about to leave, but a sweaty hand unexpectedly grabbed his shoulder.
Leo looked around to stare at his brother.
“Something on your mind bro?”
The eldest lowered just slightly. “It’s nothing Raph, just a little tired.”
“You know I’m not believing any of that bullshit.” The muscled turtle groused removing his hand from Leo shoulder to cross his arms over his broad chest.
“Raph, seriously it’s none of your concern-”
“There it is. You just admitted it. So what the problem?” Raph persisted.
“I didn’t-”
The stronger turtle never let him finish. “You just said it’s none of my concern, well I sure am hell it is! Da moment ya start to act like this you go back into the silent, fearless, moody Leonardo. The same idiot that decides to act like the next me. So spill.”
Blue eyes slanted into a glare. “Raph there is nothing wron-”
“Bull.”
Leonardo had his shell face his tempered brother making sure to shrug off the glare aimed at his head. “This conversation is over.”
“The Shell It Is!” Raph shouted and before Leo could react Raphael was already in front of him, but the leader predicted the next move and quickly ducked down before his second youngest brother could touch him.
The leader was quick to dodge every blow and attempted strikes against him, each one missing by a landslide or just by an inch. It always ended like this, and each time was no different.
Leo quickly rolled to the side, and just as Raph was about to pummel him, Leonardo jumped into the air and avoided his brother completely, but apparently Raph must have known this because in seconds there was tight pressure around his ankle.
The oldest yelped as he fell to the ground, his shell colliding first on the floor. The red banded turtle was quick too because that pressure around his ankle shifted to his wrists.
Leo struggled and tried to move around, but Raph proved to be stronger in strength and kept him pinned to the brick ground.
He composed himself calmly. “Let Go Raph.”
“Not until you tell me what the hell is going on!” Raph demanded his piercing glare directly on Leo’s own.
The leader struggled, but it was more than futile; years of training in order to surpass his older brother had finally paid the emerald turtle off.
“I will tie you up if I have to.”
The pain on his wrists were starting to irk Leo now, but he kept his calm. “Last time I checked, that was Donatello’s specialty.”
Raphael ignored that, his gaze softening just the slightest. “You know if you just tell me, I’ll let you go.”
The blue banded turtle wasn’t sure why, but for some reason those words made his think a little. He was eventually going to tell everyone what was going on, so why… -why should this be any different?
“Alright.”
Any serious expression the hot head had on was quickly washed off from his face. “Beg your pardon?”
“I’ll tell you, but on one condition.” Leo stated, seeing his brother’s sole attention.
“Let go of my wrists, I think you’re starting to bruise them.” Raph was skeptical. “I won’t leave. Ninja’s honor.”
Raphael blinked for half a second, but then got off of his older brother, Leo never broke a promise under his honor.
Finally feeling the blood flow in his hands again, Leo sat up rubbing his sore wrists for a moment then stood up.
“So what’s happening Bro?”
A silent sigh…
“Alright, but before I tell you, will you promise not to say a word to anyone?” Leo stared directly into his younger brother’s eyes.
The hot-head widened them for a moment, having never seen that gaze so often as now, but he nodded.
A deep breath.
“This is hard enough to say this, but…” It’s now or never. “Don and I… we are…”
A single red fabric covered eye ridge rose. “Are what?”
A pink tint started to form on his forest cheeks. “…Are in a, relationship.”
Time has never felt slower in his life before, not even the adrenaline of combat has ever made him feel as anxious as now.
For a moment neither of the two reacted, but the eldest saw green eyes widen for a second, then-
-A burst of laughter.
The leader almost jumped in surprise, seeing his brother laugh so hard and so deep caused his cheeks to turn even redder than before.
“HAHAHA! That’s a Good One Fearless! HAHAHA!” The other couldn’t stop laughing.
Blue eyes slanted harshly. “I’m serious Raph.”
The turtle slowed down his laughing, taking a good look at his brother face. “Look. You’re not the type for jokes, so be serious for once an-” The emerald turtle ceased all laughing in a heartbeat upon seeing the older’s expression.
“Wait… You Serious!?”
Leo tightened his lips together, his mild glare still not leaving.
Slowly a look of shock morphed on his face, his green eyes widening as large as they could go. “Y-You? And Donnie?!”
It felt like an eternity when Leonardo finally nodded.
Time then stopped for that millisecond. And then…-
The leader never expected it, but suddenly a strong dark aura surrounded Raph, before he could react a blinding pain struck him in the face quickly knocking him to the floor.
“You Sick Fuck!”
Leo looked up in shock to see his towering brother, hate was clearly on his face.
“He’s Your Fucken Brother! You Damn SICKO!” Raph shouted before stomping his foot on his brother’s plastron knocking the breath instantly out of Leonardo.
The forest colored turtle shouted in pain as he felt the pressure crush his plastron immensely. “R-RAPH!”
The pressure lifted, only for a moment before it was brought back down violently, something creak inside of him that made him cough harshly.
“What The Hell Are You Thinking!” Raph continued to shout.
“What now! You Fucking Him IN Bed You Incest Freak!” Raph screamed.
Leo never knew what happened because in moments something wrapped around his neck and lifted him in the air, his shell slammed into something.
The eldest coughed and quickly grabbed his hands around his brother, trying to wield his legs to move, but his strength was quickly failing him. “Raph!”
A voice shouted, making both turtles to look behind, or at least Leo tried to and they saw their two other brothers and their father.
“Don’t you dare! This Freak is Sick!” Raph screamed, looking back at Leo with pure rage.
“He’s Sleeping With Don!”
Everyone stood there in shock.
Leo could feel his lungs burn from lack of oxygen, but he could barely make out his family’s slightly blurry vision. Fear protruded in his eyes, and he could see all of them. From Mikey’s shock, to Donatello’s own sadden horror and then his… His father…
The mutant rat, only lowered his gaze, he shut his eyes his brows knitted together. When he opened his brown eyes Leo could only watch in horror when one thing.
Disappointment.
“N…no…” He whispered feeling a sweet darkness starting to take him.
That expression, would…
“Goodbye You Mother Fucker!”
0o0
Donatello stretched his arms, the sound of a pop finally relieving him of his stress. Today wasn’t such a good start, but at least it didn’t end so bad either.
It was a little late…
1:14 A.M.[/i]
Okay… maybe not so earlier either since practice will start around 4 in the morning…
Maybe he should have listed to his Leo’s advice, just beca-
Donatello was up from his seat when a horrid scream echoed in the lair. His reactions were fast as his ninja skills because he was outside of the lab and racing towards the sound. He knew that scream!
He raced, nothing in the world could stop him, not even if Shredder and his foot clan were to jump into this lair either! He was outside of the room and he didn’t have the time to even open it as he kicked it open and rush in.
He had his bow staff ready in his hand, but found he did not need it when he saw inside.
The sight made his heart break in two.
He didn’t even so much think about what happens to him as he dropped his weapon and jumped near his mate’s bed and quickly tried to calm his thrashing and cries.
“Leo! Leo Wake Up! It’s Only A Nightmare! WAKE UP!” He screamed trying to hold his brother down.
But the other terrapin wouldn’t so much stop.
“What The Shell!?” Another voice called out, Don barely turned over to see who it was, but when he did a sharp pain cracked on the side of his face, almost knocking him down.
But the pain was nothing compared to seeing his brother screaming and flailing.
“What’s Going On!?” Another voice, but Donatello paid no attention to that as he forcefully grabbed the still asleep brother by the shoulder to rouse him awake.
Everyone in the room barely expected what Don did next because that second even with Leo’s arms moving around the purple banded turtle wrapped his strong arms around the leader with gently shut eyes.
Everything sat still, Leonardo even stopped moving, the warmth calmed him down.
It was then everyone behind the awake turtle saw those blue orbs slowly open. As if sensing this, Don opened his own eyes. “It’s okay Leo… It’s okay…”
“D-Donnie…”
Even his voice made the bow staff user want to cry, but he resented against it. He slowly pulled away making sure to see Leonardo’s face, his blue eyes were eyeing him, almost as if was making sure he was there. The leader then melted and Donnie cradled the upper body in his arms.
Everyone walked inside the room, their expression flabbergasted seeing their leader act no more than a scared child.
“What happened?” Michelangelo asked worriedly walking near.
“My Son.” Master Splinter called out, moving in close to see the oldest, but even as father moved in an inch, it seemed that Leo would shift away.
This shocked everyone, to see their leader, their own brother moving away from their father, like he was…
Raph moved in, but it seemed Leo just remained stiff as well.
Donnie instantly went into doctor mode.
“Alright guys, it seems that he’s very tense right now, could you give him some space.”
The others looked at each other, but did what Donatello told. Seconds moved by and Leonardo would only remained close to Donatello. The others watched, yet Leo wouldn’t even stare at them. In the end the remaining three family members just had to go.
Raphael and Michelangelo gave their older sibling one last look before finally leaving with Master Splinter.
Donnie gave them a sad look just before they left, he knew that they were worried, all of them were. Leo never reacted like that when he had a nightmare.
That was Mikey’s department.
Leo never screamed or thrash like that. When a dream that came across him that caused him to wake up, the leader would just startle up awake before heading to go meditate to relax. He would know, he was sleeping besides his mate a couple of times when that happened.
Whatever he dreamt about must have been horrifying…
Slowly the oldest calmed down allowing Donnie to move in on the bed.
“Are you okay?” He asked once Leo sat up, his shell resting against the wall near the opposing side of the door.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
Leo shook his head while he brought up his knees to his plastron.
An olive hand rested on one of those knees. “You know keeping it in isn’t healthy for you.”
“I… I know…” Leo responded sounding a little stronger compared to before.
“But… I just don’t want to speak about it… at least not right now.” The forest turtle stared looking at his pillow. The images of that dream still clear, both of his wrists and neck were tingling.
He doubted he’ll get anymore sleep after that.
Mahogany eyes stared at him in understanding, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t worried. Lately his older mate has been… distant.
Before the week Master Splinter had returned Leonardo had finished mating season; just as the first week ended Mikey's season slowly died down, the smell was practically almost non-existent. For some reason even as two weeks passed Leo never really complied to sleeping in the same bed. Alright it was understandable for sex on the first week since they had quite enough of it during his season, but with cuddling, and on the second week?
“Leo is there something bothering you?” Don quickly noticed how the other turtle tensed, the genius squeezed his hand just a smite tighter.
Alright Leonardo was definitely not going to speak about this at all.
So that left another option, hopefully...
“Do you want me to stay the night?”
An almost pleading look appeared in those blue orbs, then a single nod.
Donatello smiled and moved in. Leonardo then found himself in bed once more, he heard shifting of sheets behind him and warm arms wrapped around him. Leo sighed in content before snuggling closer to the other turtle, the images were still as clear, but they were getting a little foggy when he shifted until he knew Donatello’s plastron was sealed completely over his shell.
Maybe he might get some sleep after all. Or at least he would hope…
