Leo's 16

Donnie's 16

Mikey's 16

Raphael's 15

Raphael shivered and cursed inwardly, as he sat in the cave with Leo, while the unexpected November snow blizzard blanketed the forest they'd been hiking in. Trust him to be trapped with Leo, the turtle he fought with most and the one he had feelings for. Feelings he didn't think would be returned, so he kept them bottled up and took out his frustration on the punching bag. Leo, Splinter Junior, wouldn't date him the rebel, imperfect son and black sheep. Raphael knew that he should make a play for Mikey or Donnie, who'd both admitted to having feelings for him, but he'd told them he was holding out for someone, who made his heart soar and anyway, they didn't tick his boxes. Mikey was too immature and Donnie? Well, Donnie was a walking encyclopaedia and Raphael had trouble understanding half he said. The genius also didn't turn him on.

No, Leo ticked all of his boxes. He was smart, gentle, dedicated, passionate, loyal, courageous, he was mature and he was gorgeous with his lithe body, toned ass and thighs and his eyes-well, Raphael could drown in the sapphire orbs and stare into them forever. Leo was perfection personified. Mikey had said that Leo would never date them, because he was afraid of Splinter's reaction, he loved Karai and that Leo was scared of jealousy occurring and of favoring his brothers. He'd rather be alone than cause friction and Splinter's scorn and displeasure.

Leo was also a proud and emotionally unavailable turtle at times, just like Raphael was. The emerald skinned turtle wished that Leo could see just how similar they were from their passionate natures to their blazing tempers. Leo could be just as much a spitfire as Raphael once he was riled up. The difference was that Leo knew how to temper his temper after many years of practice. Raphael didn't. He allowed his anger to cloud his emotions and actions, which was the prime reason for their and because he didn't adhere to Leo's orders. But, Raphael had thought, there was still love and they had some hobbies in common. Leo was artistic and was excellent at Kanji. Raphael loved drawing and painting and on the rare occasion that Leo wasn't trying to be a big brother, they talked as equals and had discovered that they had a shared desire to travel. That could be a basis to build something.

Leo was the person Raphael respected most, although he'd never admit it and he craved his attention. He got it through arguing, but what he wanted most were kisses and hugs. Not like the innocent childhood ones, but the tender and passionate ones a lover gave. He wanted Leo to see him as a mate, who could give him a family and not as the annoying, temperamental brother, who pushed his buttons. Raphael knew that he could lay eggs and give Leo a family, because he was intersex, and he knew that Leo would be an incredible dad. They all knew he was intersex and he supposed that was also a factor why Mikey and Don were interested in him, but they just didn't do it for him and he knew they never would. No. He wouldn't have Leo either. He'd be alone emotionally and sexually until he died and realizing that at the tender age of fifteen just sucked. He already couldn't have a normal life, because of his appearance, but no love either? Well, that was just rotten turtle luck and unfair. Knowing what he wanted and what would make him happy was right there in front of him, but he had to say nothing. Big brother would be mad and punch him most likely if he did and would call him a pervert or worse, blab to Splinter and he'd be sent away. No. He'd suffer being around Leo and unable to touch him, but being miles away would be worse. Did that make him a masochist?

"Raph?" Leo said. "You're shivering."

"I'm fine!"

"Come closer," Leo said, opening his arms.

"I said I'm fine!"

"Stop being stubborn, Raph. It's minus eight out there and we need to huddle close to stay warm. "

"I…"

"Raphael!" Leo said in his most authoritative tone and Raphael reluctantly got up and sat down beside Leo, allowing him to wrap his arms around him. "Better," Leo said, as Raphael settled into the embrace.

Raphael smelled Leo's strong musk tinged with sandalwood and he shivered. Not from the cold now, but from the near proximity to Leo and his intense, intoxicating scent. It was pleasing to his senses. More than pleasing, because he was starting to feel extremely tight in his shell. It was exciting, thrilling, arousing, just….

"We need to talk," Leo suddenly said.

Raphael froze. Had Leo smelled his pheromones indicating his arousal?

"I can tell you're happy."

Shit, Raphael thought in dread. He knows. No. What am I gonna say?

"That you like cuddling up to me. I like it too. Just sitting here and not fighting."

Maybe Leo hadn't smelled his arousal, Raphael thought in relief, but that was dashed when Leo said, "Do you know how turtles know they are liked? They emit pheromones indicating like and arousal. I can smell yours, Raph."

Green eyes met sapphires one and Raphael snapped, "No. It's just my body betrayin' me. I ain't attracted ta ya, Leo. Never have been. I like…."

Raphael's sentence was cut off by a pair of jade lips capturing his own in a tender kiss that caused butterflies in Raphael's stomach and his heart to race. His eyes wide in shock, he stared at Leo, before eagerly returning the kiss and tugging down on Leo's mask tails to deepen it.

They kissed passionately, tongues exploring, tasting, passion surging through their bodies, their hearts overflowing with love, as they gave into their desire. The kiss was unexpected, but it was most welcome. Hands roamed and touched, as their ground against one another, creating a delicious friction and causing them to churr. They churred so loudly that Raphael was grateful no one could hear them. He'd hoped his other brothers would find them, but now he was glad they hadn't. He'd finally kissed Leo and now he could die a happy turtle. He couldn't dare to hope for more and didn't believe he'd get it. Once Leo realized what he'd done, he'd make up an excuse that his hormones got the better of him and he'd ditch him and it would be back to backbiting and jealously watching him, especially if Karai was near. All these thoughts raged in his mind, as the kissing heated up.

Needing air, Leo broke the kiss and said breathlessly, "That was wonderful. You're an amazing kisser."

"As are ya. So, what now, Leo?" Raphael asked, his heart hammering. "Yer gonna tell me ya regret this, ain't ya and I was just somethin' ta pass the time in the blizzard?"

"No, Raph. I don't regret this. Truthfully, I've had feelings for you for a long time," Leo said, trailing a hand down Raphael's plastron and sending tingles down his spine. "I didn't know to express them or when and I feared you'd punch me, because the idea of being with me was repulsive and I also thought that maybe Donnie or Mikey had won your heart. Then, when you…I smelled…I took a chance. I'm glad I did. And I'll tell Splinter when we're ready. If he's upset I don't care. I love you and I want you. I'll leave with you if Splinter can't accept it."

"As if. We fight, Leo, but I do that ta get yer attention. I admire ya so much and no one could hold a candle ta ya. I wanted ya ta see me as a lover and not yer pesky brute of a brother. I got other layers ta me, ya know. And I love ya too."

"I know," Leo said and traced Raphael's jawline with his finger, making the hothead flush. "You're brave, sweet, loyal, passionate, keep me on my toes and you're sexy. I've loved you for a long time. Maybe two years now and it's been a struggle not admitting my feelings."

"For me too. I've loved ya for 'bout the same length of time. Ya drive me insane, Leo. Both good and bad and I…I'm mesmerized whenever I see ya and when I watch ya do yer katas. Yer perfection and everythin' I wish I could be."

It was Leo's turn to blush and he said, "Same here. You don't know it, but I sometimes watch you practicing in the dojo at night. You're a wonderful ninja, Raph, when you focus and I have no doubt you'll make a fine leader if I pass."

Raphael's face reddened at the praise. It meant so much. Leo thought he was terrific, a good ninja and worthy of succeeding him. What had been a shitty day was now turning into a fantastic one. Was he dreaming?

"To make it official," Leo said interrupting his thoughts. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

"Hell, yeah!" Raphael exclaimed and smashed his lips onto Leo's in a spine-tingling kiss.

"I think I found them, Donnie!" Mikey yelled, suddenly appearing, dressed in an orange parka. He took in the kissing turtles and said, "I thought you hated one another?"

Raphael and Leo hastily broke apart, their cheeks scarlet, and Leo said, "We don't and actually like one another, Mikey. Hey, you guys shouldn't be out in this weather! It's…." Leo suddenly realized that it had stopped snowing. "Abated."

"Yeah," Donnie said, who was dressed in a yellow parka. "About ten minutes ago. We decided to search for you. Good thing we did. Come back with us before it starts again. I'll brew some coffee. April and Casey should be back from town soon with supplies."

Mikey's eyes hadn't left Leo and Raphael, but now he shifted them and said, "Donnie, you should know that Leo and Raph were kissing."

"Oh!" Donnie said. "That's great! You guys a couple now?"

"Yeah," Raphael said, taking Leo's hand in his.

"I'm so happy for you!" Donnie exclaimed. "I like you, Raph, but I know you don't feel the same way. I'm not jealous and just want you to be happy. If you have to date someone, I'm glad it's Leo, because you couldn't do better than him. I wish you all the joy in the world and may you have tons of babies. Come on. Let's get back to the cabin now. Hurry."

"No hard feelings, Mikey?" Raphael asked, concerned that Mikey hadn't said anything.

"Nah. None," Mikey lied to Raphael's immense relief.

Leo helped Raphael to his feet, kissed him on the lips, and holding hands, they wended their way back to the cabin.

Mikey trudged after them, silent tears staining his cheeks, his heart shattered into a million pieces. Raph. His Raph was taken. Damn Leo. How had he never seen it coming? And how was he supposed to recover? His only option now was Don. Why was life so unfair? Raphael was perfect for him. He just knew it and had always known it, but Raphael was clueless and a dingbat. Leo? Really? There was no way Leo would make Raphael happy, Mikey knew. Leo was too stubborn and pure and he'd only be a source of constant pain, irritation and ire. There was no way in hell their relationship would survive and when it crumbled, as it inevitably would, he, Mikey, would be there to console Raph, would show him what real love was and they'd live happily forever. He just had to be patient and wait for that day. In the meantime, he'd be his sweet and cheerful self, but he'd also show Raphael that he was more than just a goof and an immature brat. He was capable of being everything Raphael deserved in a mate. Everything that Mikey felt Leo wasn't.

A/N A new story I came up with :) Expect fluff, angst and tears.

Will Mikey get what he wants?