Chapter 1: The Equivalent
There are times when the place remain as calm a gentle river flowing through it's course. Nothing had been bothering it and thus, allowed it to extend it's path, today however, was not that time.
The air itself felt more tense that it was cutting through the skin of it's inhabitants. And as such two of the three could feel the pressure handing down on them.
"But sir! There isn't anymore time. We must engage." One voice shouted looking up at the scattered screen. Apart from the poor connection the static made it hard to see the person they were trying to speak to.
"I have... made my decision Lieutenant- take care of matters -irst." They said before the connection shut off forcing the holographic screen to shrink and return to the small portable device. Gold eyes stared at the dormant device before turning to see their companion.
She looked up from her wrapped wrists. "So... we must continue with the search." She said her own blue eyes meeting the other's gold.
The one with the golden eyes snarled her lip. "Looks so, we'll have to return to headquarters soon."
The shorter blue eyed woman lowered her head. "Guess plan B is still in motion then."
"It is. Go back and contact that terrapin. Turns out we still need him."
“His brothers will attack, and you know it." Blue eyes said.
"Then you better think of something, because now we need him and that box more than ever." Gold eyes responded taking the device and putting it away in a satchel. "It won't be long until things turn to shit."
"I know." Blue eyes said tightening the black wrappings around her wrists. "I know."
The smell down under is obviously well, gross. Compared to outside the odor of the sewers stung the nose just as bad as a bee sting. Unless someone has lived in them little over 17 years.
In fact, the sewers are where a certain group of teenagers lived. And believe it or not their home is considerably much cleaner than certain alleyways above ground. Not to mention a lot more nicer.
Donatello's lab was certainly state of the arts, given that they hardly had anything at the start of their lives. Somehow the genius of the family managed to build better technology that humans make in a daily basis. A set of brains that definitely not gone to waste at all.
Well, at least that's what he liked to think, sometimes there are just some things that he himself could not fathom. Namely because of his own brothers and past experiences.
Or the fact that his hot-headed brother was asking him something that pertained to... well...
"Well, what? It's too embarrassin' of a story for ya or what?" He asked crossing his arms.
"It's not that." He said not looking at red turtle from his invention. "It's just, well complicated."
Raphael rose a hairless brow. "In what sense?"
Finally the purple banded turtle looked up, making sure to lift his goggles so they rested on his forehead to see Raphael. "My question to you, is why are you so interested in this?"
For a moment the muscled turtle didn't speak, he even turned around to avoid eye contact. "Well, I can't help to be a little curious. You know, between you and Leo."
Donatello sighed a little making sure to fix the wire in the contraption. "Like I said it's bit complicated. It's kinda hard to explain, it's just something you have to experience yourself."
"Well, doesn't look like that's happenin' any time soon Don." Raph spat.
Knowing he was heading on thin ice the genius he didn't comment further.
"Look." This time Raphael sighed, lowering his head a bit before looking back at the taller turtle. "I guess, I wanna know what it's like to know what you guys feel for each other. Ya know, be there for someone in a way that takes it farther than family and friendship."
Donatello remained silent, but listened to what the other had to say. He knew it had to be hard to even admit that in a sense maybe Raph was prodding a little on the jealous side. Having a companion to rest in bed with, or even just speak to must be something he yearned for. And unfortunately he had little to no choices on who to share that with.
Granted the only other one who he would be able to turn to is Casey, but the big lug was head over heels for April. And Raph knew that the bro code came before feelings, or at least that's how Mikey would put it. If Raph even had anything kind of sentiment of attraction towards the vigilante.
"I'm not interested in getting into any incest or any or that, I'm just a little curious." He said his face darkening a little. "And you're the only other turtle I can ask you about this."
He should have figured. Donatello had the most open-mind; not to mention the least bias. Raphael knew that he would be the best turtle to speak this about to. He wouldn't get judged with Mikey or feel pressured because of Leo.
"I understand." Don agreed. "How do I put this..."
Donatello wondered for a moment, thinking a bit as to what happened. "I can tell you for certain that the relationship didn't just happen instantly."
"What do you mean?" Raph questioned.
"Well, when things unexpectedly started off- I don't want to go into detail on that." He declared.
"I think I got the picture." Raph understood his lips tightening, a sign that he wasn’t interested in a biology lesson.
"It actually took nearly three months until we finally started to know what we felt for each other. I guess you could say that we worked on it to get where we are at."
Raph leaned in. "And the feelings?"
An olive hand was placed on his chin. "I guess, the whole saying of butterflies in your stomach, really does exist. At least in our case. It's an idiom in case your wondering."
The emerald turtle shook his hand forcefully. "I know what it is." He groused.
"Considering that we did have to keep our relationship secret but still give the same amount of affections for each other was a nervous feeling too."
Oh he could imagine considering how fearless acted when came to the lovey-dovey mush.
"But all in all, having someone to be there for you, loves you go beyond just the physical body. It also takes the emotion and mental aspect of that. It just felt nice and well comfortable." He finished, placing the screwdriver down.
"Pretty mushy if you ask me." Raph said crossing his arms.
"What did you expect?" Don said facing him sharply. "That we like to go hard and fast? That our sex life was going to be open and not caring?"
The fact that Donnie said that so nonchalantly surprised the younger muscled turtle.
"Well, no… but then again this is fearless after all." He muttered, but it was loud enough for the older brother to hear. Donatello rolled his eyes and huffed in annoyance.
"Well either way, we're pretty comfortable how we are now. Now I have to go back to work, so if you excuse me." He said putting on his goggles on again and returned to his project.
Raph shrugged and took his leave outside. There he saw Michelangelo playing his video game, and if he had to guess Leo was most likely meditating with Master Splinter. Seeing that it was better than nothing, he jumped onto the couch where the youngest sat with his game controller. The orange turtle didn't even seem the least amount bothered.
Didn't help that he was currently trying to defeat the boss level.
"So what did he say?" Mike asked not looking away from the television.
"Nothing, just weird soft stuff." Raph leaned back with his arms hanging off the headrest.
"Strange, would have thought they were all about peace and sex is so valuable and intimate that they only do it once a month." He said with a smirk.
"I thought you were da one to find them rompin' each other in his lab." Raph guessed looking at him with a slanted eye.
"I never said it wasn't dirty." Mikey clarified, his voice taking on a bit of a sensei touch to it.
"Gross dude, I'm not into that crap." Raph added looking up to the ceiling.
"Whatever you say bro. Just don't let Don or Leo hear that." He said in such a wise voice that it just didn't suit him at all.
Raph didn’t look at the youngest. “What about you?”
“What? You mean having a girlfriend?” He questioned still not facing Raph.
“Yeah.” He sat straight and turned to the orange banded turtle. “Aren’t you curious?”
“Nah, I’m pretty good.”
“I know you’re lying.” Raph deadpanned.
Finally Michelangelo paused the match and turned to see the other turtle. “Well, alright. I’m a little curious. But face it bro, when are we going to get anyone to be like our brothers? Unless something miraculous happens it doesn't look like it‘s going to happen any time soon.” His eyes misted a little.
“I’m sure Don and Leo would be in the same situation if they didn’t seem to eager to reach out for each other.”
Raph shared the same expression. He had a very valid point.
“And trust me bro, I’m not interested in ya at all.” Mikey said, subconsciously leaning away from the stronger reptile.
Still that left a single aspect, that really did mean that they were stuck as single bachelors. Raph leaned against the couch thinking that over, this was possibly going to be like this until the last of their days…
Sounds shitty if you ask him.