Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT

Warnings: None at the moment

Guardian Angel

The rain poured down, droplet after droplet fell off of him trialing down his body into the tainted puddle in which he sat in, his eyes were wide and his body like a statue. Suddenly he shook and trembled and then he screamed.

Raphael glanced up at the sound of wet footsteps entering before returning to watching T.V. "What took ya so long cheese head?" he said, "I was about to dead of starvation" Raph waited for the response he knew that was to come but it didn't, and the echoing quiet that greeted him made him frown. "Mikey?" Wet footsteps passed the sofa in which the larger turtle was lounging in. Raph watched the figure that was his brother go upstairs, he heard Don speak silence, then the soft clicking of a door closing echoing. Don looked at the closed door, his lips turned into a troubled frown. Softly he knocked on the door "Mikey?" he called no answer "Mikey are you alright?" still no answer, he open the door and looked in.

The room was dark but he could see the lump he knew to be his little brother underneath the covers, by this time Raph had journeyed upstairs and watched as Don entered the room and closed the door. There the red wearing turtle stood waiting and ready to help if need be, Don made his way over to the bed. He placed a hand on where he thought was his brother's shell when his hand made contact Mikey flinched away. Don then spent nearly an hour talking to his brother trying to find out what happen and if he was hurt, all his questions were met with the silence of the room. With one last look at the hidden turlte he left "I'll be downstairs if you need anything" he said before closing the door. Raph looked at him expecting an answer, Donnie didn't have one.

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Morning was greeted with the sounds of running water, Michelangelo allowed the warm water to beat down on him, his muscles relaxing as he watched the water swirl down the drain, he was surprised that he made it home last night, even though he didn't remember moving. In fact he didn't remember anything after 'it' happen.

Burning pain, warm blood flowing, loud screams.

Mikey shook his head, he shouldn't think about it or else those other memories will come back, the one memories he worked so hard to lock away, grabbing the soap he began cleaning himself.

When he finished his shower Mikey headed downstairs for breakfast, when he got to the final step he hesitated. Was he ready to face his brothers so soon? Could he sit down with them and act normal? The sounds of his brothers voices made him jump, they were in the kitchen talking about him.

"It was like he was sleepwalking or somethin"

Raph

"Was he hurt?"

Leo

"He wouldn't even look at me, he just stayed under the covers"

Don

Fingers touching him

Mikey turned around, no he wasn't ready yet. "Mikey?"

His foot froze in mid-step and he looked over his shoulder at Raph, "Ya feelin better?"

Fists hitting him

Mikey's throat was suddenly very dry and he was having a hard time breathing.

Hands holding him down

"Ya hungry, Don cooked so it's safe" "N-no" the younger turtle managed to choke out, and for a long time nether of them moved or spoke. Raph looked over Mikey, the orange wearing turtle looked frighten, his whole body posture changed. It looked like Mikey was going to blot if Raph took a step closer. Finally Mikey moved, slowly he walked up the steps and disappeared into the room, leaving his brother alone staring at the stairs. Wondering the same thing him and his brothers have wondered about since Mikey came home last night. What happen?

Above them, above the sewers, the rain poured singing the young turtle's story on the roads, rooftops, and sidewalks, but one stopped to listen.

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