I don't own the freaking turtles! My life is a bunch of *air horn blows*!

This is a sequel to 'Covers and Kisses' so if you're interested, read it first.

This was requests/inspired by BaraKiryuHuntress:
( u/4060767/BaraKiryuHuntress)

Starting toxic

Almost a year after the fight with the Stone Generals and helping Winters with his immortal family problems, everything was normal. Mostly it was, the only thing off, was Mike's distance from the trophy room and Raph and Leo's behavior around each other. Mike's problem solution was because of the Cowabunga Carl head was in that trophy room and he wanted nothing to do with it, to Master Splinter's delight, because too many important things were held there. For Raph and Leo's problem, no one had an idea what the heck was going on really. It was just… unreasonable. Leo and Raph were almost inseparable, even if they fight; they were by each other's side. Raph even was sneaky and persuasive enough to where he was able to get Leonardo alone or away from the other brothers or their sensei, yes, their sensei as well. Don even asked Raph about the weird behavior and Raph told him it was personal business and when he asked again… he got the finger from Raph and a door in his wake.

Mike paced back and forth as Don read a book in Japanese writing. The book was black but the top was a red color that got darker as it went down only to hit black and the words on the front, Japanese as well, were shining gold and poking off the hard cover of the book. The words were familiar to him but he had zero ideas of what it could be, so he asked…

"What are reading?" He asked plopping on the couch.

"'Striking Beauty Love,'" Don said still reading, "It's a romance myth, or fable if you think of it that way, that explains specific behaviors of nature and… um, I don't know… uh, mating."

Mike let it process. Donatello, the tech genius himself, reading a romantic fable on mating seasons for animals of all species. The turtle, which by far, was the only turtle whom knows the insides of a human body inside and out. Mike snickered as he thought more about Donatello reading this kind of crap.

Don blushed, "Don't get ideas, chuckle-head! I'm only reading it to help with handling our mating seasons!"

Mike stopped laughing, "Our mating seasons… their almost here?"

"Wait…" Don read a little more of the book, "um… Yes, they are."

"What are our due dates?" Mike asked as he got a little fascinated with the mating of seasons.

"Well, Leo is the farthest away; he's barely out of mating before winter hits. You, well, you're in the middle, not to early but not too late; perfectly center that month. Me, I have the middle/beginning; not far before you but not at the beginning of the season…"

"Raphie? What about him?" Mike sat a little closer.

"Raph… well, um… he's…" Don stumbled over his words.

"Raph, what Donnie?" Mike got closer and eyes wide.

"Raph's already hit his mating season… like… 2 days ago…" Don pushed around shrub till it was too late to stop him from reveling.

~TMNT~

Raph stepped into the dojo and stopped as Leo's scent smelled through the room. He groaned and stayed content enough to walk over to the practicing Leonardo. The swords were swishing with the normal deadly perfection they always held. Leonardo practiced blindfolded and he was, probably, oblivious to Raph's presence. He sweats from head to toe and his biceps were gleaming, begging for him to touch. His triceps held the sweat on them till Leo would twirl or move fast in a new direction and if it did, it looked like he was getting rained on. His body was agile and beautiful as it practically beckoned him to pin it down for a nailing.

Leo stopped suddenly and turned to Raph, removing the blindfold. Leo's golden speckled eyes gleamed as if they just figured he was there.

"Oh, Raphael! I did not hear you come in. What is it you need?" Leo pulled the mask all the around to return it to its former and perfect position. To Raph, the blue mask absorbed the light of the room and passed it straight to the eyes of his brother, making the golden speckled eyes look like sun shine through the purest glass you've ever seen.

"N-nothing. Just that… we haven't spent time with each other…" Raph tried to think of an excuse.

Leo giggled to Raph's lame excuse at getting him to spend more time with him.

"Raph, I spend time with you more than any of the others." Leo crossed his arms.

Raph tried to think straight but the musky smell of Leonardo and the sweating feature made it hard to focus on making a freaking good excuse. But it was rewarding.

"Raphael, what was it you needed me to do?" Leo asked getting a little closer to Raphael.

Raphael wound have lost it if he didn't have the tiniest bit of sense left.

"You need a shower! Sweat can get sticky and, if not careful, painful. Yeah! Now come on!" Raph grabbed Leo's arms and dragged him up the stairs and into the bathroom.

When Raph got Leo to the bathroom, he planned to leave the blue-clad turtle and catch his breath but he was stopped by Leo dragging him in into the bathroom. Raph blushed as Leo started to strip of gear, everything slow just for Raphie to watch. When the tub was full of hot water he grabbed Raph and brought him close. The taller turtle stumbled and fumbled with his gear and stepped into the tub and laid down in the warm water. Leo got in next and scoots close to Raph as he kisses Raph's cheek.

"You may want me clean of sweat, but I want to get a nasty workout… working up a new sweat. Now spread your legs master and punish me." Leo cooed.

Raph let Leo flip them to wear he was on top and Leo wrapped his legs around Raph's waist to sign as an act of submission. You may not be able to see under the water but you could see Leo's toes curl around his mate's waist and Leo's grip on the tub tightened…

~TMNT~

Mike had fainted at hearing his brothers mating season had already hit. Why? No one really knows.

"Why did you faint, love?" Don asked coming into view of the orange clothed ninja. He sighed as his mate got out the curious eyes, all hell would break loss…

"What the heck caused all this…?" Mike thought for a second, "… Opposing frustration?"

"You of all people should know! You started this freaking mess, remember!" Don tapped a finger on his head to emphasis on remember.

"… Nope…" Mike forgot all together.

Don sighed and thought back with extreme details…

(Flashback)

-Three weeks after fourth movie-

Raph growled as he stomped through the lair, after yet again another fight with Leonardo. He's been trying to contain himself from strangling the blue-clad leader in their fights, but the memory of the faithful night on the rooftop when Leo got captured made him snap from his anger… at least half the time.

Don and Mikey were fussing over why Mikey should not be touching his inventions. The list started with how Mike could be clumsy and the list went so far, Raph just left. He and the braincase never got along like bros should and if they did, it had to be about another brother in trouble of hurt as hell. He and Mike were like magnets. Rub them the right way and you have a link, move the link a little and it all want downhill from there. But it was always him and Leo hanging out. Whether they were fighting, ignoring each other, training, playing a game, being teamed up, hanging out, or just plain relaxing; it was always him and Leo. Mike and Don go along the same lines of him and Leo, it was a coincidence.

Never had he thought of the turtle of anything more of a snooty, uptight, kiss up, fearless leader. But… can you keep a secret? This hot-headed turtle may have a secret… he has though of telling it once or twice, but never has… ok… He may seem hard-headed, hot-tempered, stone-hearted, and idiotically smart but… his secret… well, um… he thinks of Leo, sometimes, as a-

"Raphael!"

He stopped and looked around; the person calling him was the noble leader himself. The masked leader had his eyes narrowed and arms crossed with a not so pleased look on his face.

Of course he's not pleased, Raphael mentally poked at his own head.

"You were gone for a few hours that could have been used to join the family in movie night," Leo said and made his way over to Raphael's standing place.

Raph wasn't too surprised to hear he missed a movie night or any other event tonight. He had intended to miss this one for a while; Mike would have done something to ruin it anyway. But he was slightly surprised, because he left at an early time, around 7:00. He must have been gone for a while.

"What time is it?" He asked wanting to know.

"10:47 pm." Leonardo answer came from his voice with slight venom.

Three hours and forty-seven minutes he had been gone.

Shit, Raphael thought as he looked anywhere but the blue leader.

He feel like he needed to look into the elders eyes, but he didn't. Looking Leo in the eyes makes it seem like he's the boss, he wasn't the boss. No one was. He may be leader, he may be the oldest but he wasn't the boss. And that's exactly what he said…

"You may be my leader, you may be my older brother but you could NEVER be the BOSS of my life!" Raphael yelled just like he said in his head.

Next, well, he couldn't see. He saw Leo's eyes slit and Leo's stance go livid but next thing he saw was Leo above him and his face stung. He looked and Leo's fist was brought over his face and pulsing from punching him so hard.

"Learn your place hot-head!" Leo seethed and spat with fire, "If I thought I could own your life, you'd be on a collar and chain!"

Again thoughts come to his head as he thought of himself chained to a wall with Leo on top of him, ready. Well, you know his secret now… Leo's fist looked of forming bruises and he knew he had a pretty bad one, probably won't be able to talk without a slur. But Leo took a deep breath and let it go as his eyes soften and turned lax.

"Sorry Raphael, for punching you…" Leo sighed as his hand was moved from a clenched fist to an open palm.

"It's my fault; I should have been more…" Raphael paused to think of a word smart enough to trick the leader up.

"… Punctual…" Leo said softly.

"Yeah…" Raphael's voice died, "I'm… going to bed…"

He made his way past Leo and Leo's scent made him slow down a little. He thought of continuing the conversation just to be with the leader but he couldn't stay… you heard his thoughts earlier, so you know one reason.

Funny, Raphael thought as he opened his door, I went from a seething with rage temper to a mushy and pushy mood… funny how life works…

TBC…

This will be multi-chaptered if you may have wanted to know. This is only chapter one, sheesh! My other fanfictions will not be abandoned for your information, I only toke a short break to think of idea's and someone nice just happened to come along and help me with a new fiction… and also because I like a good turtlecest fan fiction.

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Constructive criticism is allowed.

R & R.