Metal clashing against metal. Feet trotted on the earth as they rushed to get to the other side. War. It was destruction and end. Samurai and Ninja. Two different worlds and two different purposes. One fought for honour while the other fought for self-righteousness. Blood and tears were shed every day and the result was the same. No one really came out a winner.

Raphael was a fierce Samurai warrior, known for his size and strength. There was talk of why he chose his particular favoured weapon: twin sai. Sai was more of a ninja weapon, but rumours that they belonged to a ninja he killed, as well as his reputation as a hothead meant no one dared ask him about it. During battle he'd managed to slay a few of his own men while taking out the enemy.

Luckily no one ever realised that those of his own that fell by his blades were all people who were advancing on one particular olive skinned ninja.

Donatello was one of the best of his team. He was smart, cunning, and strong. Although his weapon was a bo staff, he could easily knock others out of his way with ease. One of the strongest and deadliest weapons of the past. He fought hard and protected himself and others with ease. But there was one Samurai whom he refused to harm. He had emerald skin and piercing yellow eyes. No one knew that he protected him as well, avoiding making eye contact. Because if he did, he knew they would be in trouble.

Their involvement was an important secret. Neither side would be forgiving of someone fraternizing with the enemy, a pain of death of worse for the noble samurai and if lucky a chance of honourable suicide for the ninja.

Raphael put his perfect aim to good use, sending a specially prepared shuriken that he stole and modified from the last battle. it hit its mark dead. Burying into the olive ninjas bo staff while the wielder that was moving with both power and grace. The star had a time engraved on it, along with a symbol that was code for where they were going to meet tonight once the battle was over.

Donatello quickly grabbed the shuriken and placed it within his back pocket with ease while defending himself from a man wielding a twin sword. Don huffed and shoved the man backwards to where he was on his shell. This continued for another three hours until some either gave up or there was no one left to fight. The ninja met golden eyes briefly before he turned on his heel and went the opposite direction.

There was no point in continuing the fight, both sides knew that and came to an uneasy agreement to stop for now, giving both sides time to bury their dead and recuperate their injuries. A silent agreement was set up that was by no means set in stone. In the name of honour both sides were given time to deal with their dead in their own way and usually everyone stuck to that and no attack came too unexpected. Raph's piercing eyes were on fire with the adrenaline of battle, this was what he lived for and It was clear in the brief moment that their eyes met that their meeting would be a passionate one.

They were kids when they first met. Everything was innocent back then. War did not exist and Ninja's and Samurai's lived peacefully. They were very close and did everything together. Don saw Raphael as his protector, his best friend. When the feudal lords daughter fell in love with a samurai, that was when the war started. Marriage into a different culture and lifestyle was forbidden. Don and Raph were separated as well, but they did not stay apart. Every chance they got they always hung out together. They did not let the war scare them away from each other. As they grew older, Donnie no longer saw Raphael as just his protector or his best friend, he fell in love with him. One night, the two of them shared a kiss and confessed their love. From that day forth they continued their love affair. Now they were adults and battling against the other. Things did not change between them and Donnie hoped that they never will.

Raphael was sat up on the hill under the largest cherry tree. It was where they used to play as children. Where they shared their first kiss. And where they had lost their virginity to each other under the pale moonlight.

He'd bathed and dressed especially for the meeting, always making an effort like he knew his secret lover would as well.

He had slowly been moving through forms with his less used broadsword. The twin sai resting aside against the tree would always be his favoured weapons though. A gift from Donatello that he'd been given not long after their affair turned into an official relationship. Raph giving his new lover a new bo staff of the finest wood in return.

Donatello made his way to their secret spot as cautiously and quietly as possible. There had been a couple times when he could not make it to meet his mate. He was either stopped from his members or someone needed his assistance.

It was a quiet night tonight, Don had bathed and dressed appropriately. They always made an effort. Always.

Donnie felt his heart leap into his throat when he reached the cherry tree and seen his lover resting against it, waiting for him. The genius approached him slowly, smiling down at him from where he stood.

"Raphie."

Raph had his eyes closed when Donnie approached him, smiling before opening his bright golden eyes to look up at his perfect mate, his own little ninja beauty had made it to him.

"Don. So you got my messages alright. And there was no delays." He commented while getting to his feet and leaning forwards for a chaste kiss on his cheek, though the hands went straight to Donnie's hips, having a lot of passion still from the intense fighting that day.

Donatello let out a rolling churr, his hands slowly making their way along his mate's powerful muscles; squeezing them in some places. "Of course not. I made sure to stay out of sight this time." Don spoke honestly, moving his hands up more until they cupped emerald cheeks.

Donnie let out a small coo as he kissed his lover sweetly, pulling away after a few seconds. "I missed you."

"I know, but there is talk of me becoming a general. Its getting harder for me to sneak away unnoticed since I can feel the higher up watching me most nights now. They are making their reports tonight so I was able to meet you... I'm afraid I don't know when ill next get the chance." He admitted with a sad sigh, rubbing his thumb against Donnie's cheek softly, watching the clash of dark vibrant green and soft olive skin, so opposite and yet perfectly balanced. Yin and yang. He leant forwards for a more passionate kiss, feeling and tasting Donnie's sweet lips in case he didn't get the chance again for a long time.

The ninja returned the kiss, his arms wrapping around the Samurai's neck to pull him closer and deepening the kiss. Everyday was a risk of being caught. And even worse, everyday was a chance of them not being able to see each other. There had been a time when they had gone at least two weeks without seeing each other. Donatello hoped that that would never happen again. Before his mate could ravish him, Don pulled away from the kiss. "General? I-I see." The ninja did not want to be sad, especially on the nights they were able to be together. But he could not help it. He missed his mate as much as it was and Raphael becoming a general would mean less time together.

"Its a great honour to even be considered for such a high position... its is like your ninja. A foot soldier to be considered for the rank of master would be foolish to refuse..." It was something that all young samurai strived towards and many would be prepared to kill to get his chance. "And yet the thought of not seeing you for possibly months makes me reconsider." Raph didn't want to go long without seeing Donnie, but his chance was there to be more than just a soldier.

"My heart is torn. But I do not know that the position will be offered to me yet. I felt I had to warn you, though I'm sure word will travel fast of a new general..." He sighed and held Donnie close in a comforting hug, just holding him with a need to be with him for as long as they were able.

Donatello returned the embrace, his own guilt eating at him. "It is indeed a great honour. Though, you are right, it would be foolish to turn down." Donnie breathed in his mate's scent before pulling away and looking up at him, a smile on his face. "But let's not worry about that now. I came here to see you and to be with you." Don spoke honestly, pulling the larger turtle a little closer.

"I just felt that you needed to know that if I am unable to meet for awhile then I still love you the same... hopefully the extra power will help me aid in ending this foolish war. So we won't have to hide forever from our own people." Raph said with a hopeful and optimistic smile, allowing himself to imagine a world where he and Donnie wouldn't have to sneak around to be together. He kissed his lovers neck gently, slowly moving to pepper all his neck and collar body with soft but demanding kisses, being careful not to leave marks that can't be explained.

"Mm..." Donatello churred and moved his neck to the side, allowing his mate more access to his neck. "I know you still love me the same Raph. Because I love you in return. Nothing will change that." Don said with a loving smile and pulled the larger turtle away from his neck in order to kiss him passionately. "No matter what happens. I will always love you and be here for you. Always."

"Not even death could sever our bond." He vowed with a kiss just as fiery, hands moving behind to trace the delicate curves of Donnie's body through the fabric of his kimono, feeling the swell of his rear and the sensitive tail it was covering. "I don't deserve someone as perfect as you Donatello." He breathed. Every time they met he wondered what he'd done in a past life to deserve someone so beautiful and perfect, maybe this was destiny and they were previous lovers reunited in the name of love? He would never know. But he did know that nothing would ever break the love they felt for each other.

Donatello mewled as his tail wagged happily, thumping against the hand that pleasured and loved him in so many ways. Many had tried to win his affection, but no one could ever compare. Raphael was his life. His heart. He had no idea what he would do without him. "Nor do I deserve you," Don whispered in a purr, running his own hands through Raph's handsome yukata. "But I have you and nothing could make me happier."

"Nothing?" He asked in a low purr while a cheeky hand easily undid his lovers obi, making his kimono fall open and reveal a soft sandy plastron and more beautiful olive skin, which was too often covered in dark fabrics for Raphael's liking.

For a moment he just stopped to admire the sight of Donatello, bathed in moonlight and baring all for Raphael's eyes only. Heart, body and soul exposed and vulnerable, trusting the warrior to cherish its perfect life in his strong hands and heart and protect him in a way that no one else ever could. The light caught Donnie just right, highlighting every shape and outline against the night sky making him seem to glow with beauty like a god that was too perfect for this world.

"You will always have me. And I will always have you. Our love will be eternal" He smiled softly, working on his own obi until his state of undress matched his lovers.

Donatello smiled warmly at the words, though he was too distracted by the body before him. Raphael screamed power and strength. And definitely Alpha. Raph was a protector and a strong fighter; his muscles proved to show that. His whole body was littered in scars from battles over the years. But Donnie loved each and every one of them. Only Donatello could see his mate like this, for all his eyes to see. Raph was truly a Greek God in his eyes and he loved to be pressed against his rock hard body.

Donnie pulled Raphael close until they were plastron to plastron, his heart raced as he felt Raph's beating against his own. He wanted him closer, so close. Don purred as he pulled Raph's ear slit to his lips, whispering softly:

"Show me how much you love me. Make love to me."

Raph churred softly before kissing him deeply. Hands glided over smooth barely touched skin, holding scars from the war but no where near as many as his own. "Did you prepare yourself before you arrived?"

Sometimes before a meeting, Donatello would prepare himself for his lover so that they could save time once they met. Raphael never minded the preparation, but wanted to know if he needed to make sure his partner was ready for him, wanting to never harm him even if he would understand the haste.

Raph's blood was on fire to join with Donnie in the most intimate way, merging their whole beings together until their body was connected as one vessel for their longing and love for each other, giving birth to a passion that burned with a thousand suns and shone though Raphael's golden orbs to almost light the ground around them.

"Yes, mm, in the shower." Donatello purred, he was ready to join Raphael in their seductive dance of tangled limbs. But they were still standing. Donnie positioned the two so that Donnie was laying on their clothing and Raph was on top of him.

Don ran his fingers over the broad plastron before slowly bringing them up to caress his shoulders. The smaller turtle churred as he wrapped his naked legs around Raph's body, needing to be closer.

"I know you feel uncomfortable when I say this, but you are so handsome and beautiful. I can't get enough." He rasped.

"You are the beautiful one." A fierce samurai warrior was never exactly thrilled to be called beautiful and handsome. He grunted, but couldn't find the will to be bothered about it when those smooth olive legs were wrapped around his waist, bringing their crotches closer to rub against each other and help them both raise their arousal in a more physical level. It didn't take long for Raph to drop down with a dominating grunt.

Donatello churred as his own cock was set free, their arousals rubbing against the other. Don let out a soft moan, his face contorted in pleasure. they weren't even connected and he was already breathless. This is what the samurai did to him. Raphael was just too perfect.

Raph watched his mate, content to just live this moment forever with Donatello looking just as beautiful as this. He reached between them to gently rub their members together before sliding a finger back a little to feel how well he'd prepared himself, not wanting to hurt Donnie in any way. "You look so beautiful right now" He breathed while he switched his thick finger for his throbbing length, pushing in slow so hat Don could get used to it, but not slow enough to tease.

Donnie churred deeply, his arms wrapping around Raph's neck and pulled him in close; kissing his lips gently before a loud moan passed through his lips due to the feel of his mate's large length pushing inside of him. Don cooed as he spread his legs a little wider, mewling as the extra room gave Raph's length room to go right for his sweet spot.

Raph was breathing heavily and his deep churrs echoed with his mates in harmony. This was bliss. The only reason he would ever consider abandoning his life as a samurai would be for this to last forever, connected emotionally and physically to his beloved ninja for all of eternity.

Once he knew that Don was comfortable and that he was pushed against his pleasure spot he started to move, hips clashing just as passionately as their fiery kiss. Everything was heightened with the need to become one with each other, showing their love in a way that needed no words.

Donnie thrust his hips against Raph's, adding more pleasure to this beautiful moment. Though the smaller stayed quiet, not wanting someone to hear them if the ninja became too loud.

Donatello churred as they shared another kiss, their hips moving against the other in a faster and more passionate pace.

It wasn't as easy for Raph to stay quiet. Unlike the sneaky ninja clan Samurai were loud and proud of everything they did. Keeping their lips tight to muffle his churrs and grunts he wrapped an arm around the back of his lover to pull him close, muscles tight as his other arm supported them both in a show of his incredible strength.

Despite all of his incredible power and passion he was loving Donnie carefully, afraid of hurting his precious ninja as if Donnie was made of the most delicate crystal. Making love just the way he'd learnt that they both liked, spurred on by his lovers soft churrs and noises.

It was pure bliss. The two of them together: just like this. Donnie did not want it to end. Sadly, all good things must come to an end. Raph's lower plastron rubbing against his cock was making it too much to bare. After one final and long stroke to his sweet spot, Donnie came with his lovers name slipping passed his lips in a quiet, yet loud moan.

The feel of his lover reaching his climax around him pushed Raphael over the edge into euphoria with a loud growl as he gave his loved one everything before settling down to lay next to him, basking in the afterglow of their coupling.

This was just for Donatello, no one else saw the fierce warrior like this. His defenses were down, exposing his self and soul only for the one next to him, someone that his people told him to hate but heart yearned for every time the parted. This was the only time the feared samurai looked at peace with the world

Donatello cooed as he snuggled up close next to his lover, placing his head onto his chest as his fingers caressed every grove and scar upon his plastron. He wished they could stay like this forever and not have to care about the world around them. Don loved these moments. But alas, happiness did not last forever.

Donnie looked up at his mate, a warm smile curling onto his face. "I love you."

"And I will always love you" Raph smiled back softly, golden eyes glowing with the light of the moon that reflected back into Donatello's deep brown.

"If only you weren't a ninja. Then I'd keep you with me at all times" He sighed. He would never make him leave his life or clan, just as Donatello would never make him leave the way of the samurai.

Donatello frowned and nodded. But they held too much of a place where they were now. It would be foolish to turn away because then everyone would get suspicious of them. It's not like some weren't suspicious already. One of his fellow soldiers had asked if he was with someone because he would smile to himself at times. Donnie made sure to never do that around others again.

"I know. I wish things were different. Then we could actually wake up every morning next to each other instead of saying goodbye."

"One day we will." Raph promised with confidence. "If I get promoted to a General then I will be able to aid in making a treaty to bring peace to our people." He was determined to be with Donnie, though a treaty would be hard to pass.

The two sides were so different, but apart from that even Raph couldn't deny that Samurai loved the fighting. It was a way to show strength and power as well as proving themselves to the enemy and their leaders that they were the better fighters.

"And if I were head soldier, I would assist you. But... Someone else got the title before me." Don added in sadly. Though a warm smile formed onto his face. "You are a good soul Raphie, I am sure they would accept your claim."

"I need to get the position first... and that means seeing you less." Raphael frowned as he stroked down the side of his lovers face gently.

"I know... But I will always wait for you. Always." Donatello promised, a grin upon his face though his eyes shone in sadness. "No matter what, I will always love you. "

Raph answered him with a fiery kiss, pulling his lover tightly into his hard plastron and well muscled arms.

There was no way of knowing when they would see each other again, maybe a few days but maybe not for a month or longer, so they had to make this night count.

Raphael had to be on his best behaviour if he was going to get that position, and that meant almost constantly being under the watch of his superiors, sucking up and showing off just like all the others who hoped to be blessed with the chance of rising on the ranks.

The smaller pulled out of the passionate kiss and spread soft and gentle kisses around his mate's face. Churring softly, Don carried those kisses down to Raphael's strong and warm neck.

Donnie nipped at the skin gently, though he did not leave a mark on him. Donatello removed his face from his neck in order to kiss him once more, his hands wandering.

He did not want this night to end. Don wanted to stay like this forever. The thought of not seeing Raphael again was too much to bare.

Raph could only sigh happily and hold his love close, savouring the moment and the feel of delicate lips and gentle teeth on his skin. Taking the kiss right from his heart and breathing life into the samurai to last in the long wait until he could taste these pleasures again.

All too soon the samurai stood up and pulled the olive beauty with him. "I cannot stay much longer. If the messengers arrive back and I'm not in my quarters it would cause too much suspicion." He explained with a heavy heart.

Heaviness filled the ninjas own heart. Sadness pulling into his eyes. Donatello wished to be with him longer, but he did not wish for his love to get into trouble.

Donnie loved him too much.

Although he wanted to stay longer, he knew that they should go. Things were going to be different now. But the hope of them being together and not having to hide anymore made his heart fill with warmth and love. But, only time would tell.

"I know, I should return as well." It was the same every night, each goodbye was harder than the last.

Raph held him tightly, all his brute strength meant nothing when this ninja could weaken his heart so much even by doing so little, just the soft sound of his breathing sparked his blood with a need to serve and protect Donatello as he did his superiors.

This was why he was seen as a cold hearted brute amongst his people, each time he left the ninja stole his heart away with him like a thief in the night which Raph gladly let him do.

Every angry and tense moment that was seen by other samurai was just his blood boiling over in anger for being kept away and able to see the soft olive skinned beauty that may as well live on the other side of the world they felt so apart.

"I will send you a massage as soon as I am able." Raph promised, nuzzling Donatello gently like he was as fragile as his heart.

"I know." Don spoke softly, returning the nuzzle with a gentleness of his own. It was so hard to leave him.

Donatello noticed the change in Raph when they were not alone together. Raphael was more brute in strength and seemed so angry. Donnie did not wish for his mate to be angry or unhappy. Perhaps if things were different.

They lived separate lives. Separate worlds. So close, yet so far away.

Don pressed one last kiss to his mate's lips. It was passionate and longing. Donnie poured his heart into it, showing just how much this separation would hurt, but could not wait to see him again.

Raph's kiss was pure emotion in physical form. He'd never been one for words until he fell for Donnie, he preferred actions and it was the only time he felt he could fully express himself. Pouring his heart and soul into his lover and feeling him receive his partners in return.

When Raph pulled back it was to mutter soft words while pressing their foreheads together. The words weren't in English, but it was a old samurai prayer to their ancestors to protect their love ones while they were unable to be physically with them. Praying that Donnie would be safe without him and his protection during their long absence.

Donatello understood this prayer well. Raph would say it a lot when they were kids and when they grew older. Raphael spoke that same prayer every night before they departed.

Don stood there for a few more moments until he reluctantly pulled away; placing his clothes over his body.

Before separating from his lover, Donnie pressed a kiss to his cheek and muttered loving words to him in Japanese.

This departure, don felt, would be a long and hard one.

Raph watched every second as Donnie's beautiful body was covered up with soft fabrics, it felt right that no one else would see his beauty in the moonlight as perfect as he got to see.

He dressed quickly, but tied his obi around his waist and let his yukata fall down to keep his chest exposed in the way he did when he was training, just in case he got caught heading back.

Hopefully the next the they met wouldn't be too long away, and things could slowly get better. With one last longing look they separated back to their own people and lives, having to pretend that their hearts weren't yearning for the other halves of their souls that lay behind enemy lines.