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Ok, so this is a direct result of the fact that I listened to the Life Aquatic soundtrack and got "The Way I Feel Inside" by the Zombies stuck in my head for a few days. That coupled with lots of stress and writers block on pretty much everything else, resulted in this (slightly) stress relieving little fic. Oh and it's for Fanfic100. Prompt: Not Enough.

Enjoy :)

"Well, you've certainly done it this time, Don…"

There it was again. Leonardo paused in his work, giving Don a small, secret smile. Don could tell it was one of those smiles where the meaning was supposed to be clearly understood by the receiver and yet, Don never understood the meaning behind Leo's smiles. It was similar to the smiles sometimes shared between brothers, only those smiles never lasted as long as the ones Leo gave him. Instead those brotherly smiles ended in laughter or the revelation of mischievous plans that had somehow been running through both brother's minds. Leo's smiles were different.

He should have said something. He should have returned Leo's smile or argued that their current situation wasn't his fault, but instead he just shrugged. He tried to hide a wince as he looked away. Leo continued to eye him a moment before returning his attention to bandaging Don's side.

"Want to tell me what's going on?"

Leo's voice was quiet and if he hadn't been so close Don probably wouldn't have heard it. Sure, Leo, but you won't like it… Don frowned, not taking his eyes away from the interesting spot on the wall he had discovered. How long had he been hiding this? Maybe it would be better to tell him…maybe---

Don winced as another bolt of pain shot through him.

"Sorry," Leo mumbled, removing his hands from the first layer of bandage. He moved to get more and Don watched him. What if he did tell Leo? If Don confessed everything right then, that he loved Leo as more than a brother and didn't care about any of the taboos or what anyone would think…would Leo say he loved him too?

Leo turned back towards him, bandages in hand, and Don quickly looked away. Leo's smiles weren't enough. Don could read whatever he wanted into them but there was no way to be sure. If he could only be certain! Then Don could spill everything that was in his heart tonight!

"Donnie," Leo's hands lingered a moment over Don's side before deftly moving to add another layer of bandages. "Talk to me. I've noticed you keeping an extra eye on me. And tonight…well…you didn't have to jump in front of that Dragon. I'll admit I would have gotten cut a bit, I was moving too slow; but Don, you're more hurt now than I would have been! I just…I want to help. What's bothering you?"

Don shyly glanced at Leo. He watched as his older brother concentrated on placing the bandages just right, making sure not to do anything that might cause him more pain. Could Leo ever think of him as more than a brother? Don liked to dream that he could. That when he finally told Leo he'd smile that secret smile and tenderly place a hand on his cheek and say he loved him too…

Leo let out a frustrated sigh, looking up to meet Don's gaze briefly before looking back at the bandages with a frown.

"Is it about the Shredder? He's gone now, Donnie, we're all going to be fine. I'm fine."

Don tilted his head to the side, examining his brother's composed features from the new angle. Calm. Cool. Collected. Caring. Such admirable traits in one that had been through so much, that held such responsibility on his shoulders. True, Don had been scared out of his wits when Leo came crashing through April's apartment window but the fear of Leo being hurt wasn't exactly what was making him extra watchful. He still watched out for Mikey and Raph. Of course he would, he loved them. As brothers. But with Leo it was different. He loved Leo in a completely non-brotherly way. No, he loved Leo in the soul mates, meant to be together, can't live without you by my side kind of way; and if anything ever happened to him…

Leo remained silent and Don felt his expression soften as he watched his brother. It's because I love you, Leo, Don admitted silently, giving his brother a tender smile he wouldn't see, I love you and people watch out for the ones they love. Leo finished his work and straightened. Don averted his gaze, shifting on the table experimentally. Leo's hand still rested on his bandaged side as if his very touch would make Don able to move without pain.

"Good job," Don murmured. Leo laughed, removing his hand.

"If you think praise will let you slide, you're wrong little brother."

Don gave him a hesitant smile.

"Sorry, Leo. I'm fine, really. Just…have a lot on my mind. Nothing's bothering me, I swear. I got in that punk's way because I thought I could take him before he got to you. If it had been Raph or Mikey I would have done the same."

God damn it. Don's insides churned as Leo gave him that smile again. That smile would haunt Don into forever wondering…did Leo feel the same?

"Alright, Donnie, if you say so. Get some rest, I'll call you when dinner's ready."

With a gentle pat on the shoulder, Leo turned and left Don alone on the worktable. Don slid off, padding quietly to his desk. He picked up one of the gadget's he was working on and began to tinker with it mindlessly. Leo really had done a good job bandaging him up. He didn't feel any pain at all. Don's chest constricted at the thought and he sighed, placing the gadget back on the desk. No physical pain anyway…

If he could only be sure, he could confess everything he felt inside once and for all. He was obviously doing a sucky job hiding it, he might as well admit it. Don turned, placing his hands on the desk and leaning against it. He stared at the door Leo had just passed through.

If he could only see Leo cared just as much. If only that smile would tell him more. But it was never enough….

Poor Donnie :( I've been debating writing something from Leo's point of view, maybe the same scene but just what's going through Leo's mind. What do you think?