This is part one in this series. I will just post them as chapters. :D All unbeta'd, unless the chapter turns out to be more than 1000 words.

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Title: Never Gonna Let You Go

Summary: How does Raph know that Don and his relationship will last?

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The room was hot and stuffy, but in a pleasant kind of way, especially as they were lying on top of one another, their breaths slowing from their earlier excursion. Hands and fingers continued to roam even as the rest of their bodies stilled and they sighed contently. The sheets fell to the floor, and neither cared to pick them up.

After a few minutes of blissful silence, one of the occupants in the bed spoke up.

"Thank God you soundproofed your room."

The other occupant chuckled. "One of the first things I did when I turned fourteen. After several, ahem, self pleasuring experiences, I realized I was a screamer."

Raphael grinned down at the head that was resting comfortably on his shoulder. "Who knew."

"Leo did . . ." Donatello quietly admitted. "He walked in afterwards one time. Heard me scream in the middle of the night and came to check it out. Ergo, the soundproofing."

"Heh, just imagine if he walked in a few minutes ago when you were screaming my name . . ." Raph let the rest of the sentence trail off, for neither really needed to speak out loud what had just occurred. They both had very good memories . . .

Don's hand paused in its exploration, stopping midway down Raph's plastron. Raph could barely tell that the younger turtle was biting his lips, a clear sign that he was thinking.

Uh oh. That was never good. Okay, Raph admitted, sometimes it was a good idea, especially after last night-

"Do you think it's time we told them?" Don's question popped whatever bubble Raph was creating himself with the blissful memories of last night. Damn.

It was his turn to pause, letting the idea of their family knowing what Don and him were doing behind closed doors form. The unvoiced questions that undoubtedly were racing in both of their heads were all simple and complicated at the same time. Was what they were doing was right? Would they be accepted? Would they be forced to stop what they were doing, and pretend that it never happened?

All of the questions except for the last one Raph couldn't answer.

"Well, they are going to have to know sooner or later. It'd probably be better if we said it sooner, though…"

Don nodded, his lip still firmly set between his teeth.

"What if they make us break up?"

Raph knew the question was coming and had an answer ready for him.

"Ain't never gonna happen."

The conviction in Raph's voice caused Donatello to raise his head and stare at him in awe.

"How can you tell?" Don said in both disbelief and wonder.

Raph sat up and pulled Don up until they were look at each other eye to eye, then he said in voice that portrayed all of his stubbornness.

"'Cuz I ain't never gonna let you go."

Nothing was said for many minutes afterwards, because Don's smile was all the answer he ever needed.