One's True Instincts

Prologue

(TMNT CC are AU based on 2003 version, the turtles are 25)
Warning (Rated: T) Disturbing Content, Foul Language, Major Character Death (s), T-cest
Please Don't Read if you don't like this stuff.


His eyes that should have been focused on the data on his sheet slowly drifted down towards the large muscular frame before him. Raph was lying there waiting for his next round of shots. With the help of April, Donnie was able to require some vaccinations for his brothers. After some tests, he concluded they would benefit them, just as they were meant to aid humans.

One of many was their tetanus shots, considering on two occasions Raph and even Leo had blood poisoning from a enemy's blade and with the rising exposure around humans, the purple clad brother was frightful over one among them, would catch something life threatening.

Mikey at one point caught the chicken pox, which luckily wasn't as severe as an adult could go through.

That was one of the many turning points to have these shots taken. That's all that any of them needed was something like the measles, such chances shouldn't be taken, which could end with one death or another.

Sighing at the sight of Raph's body that started to make him feel warm inside Donnie went back to the chart determining what rounds of shots were on the menu today.

Like normal Raph, acting like some tough guy was actually being a baby, giving Donnie hell-a-go-round to just get him to come into the room in the first place, let alone the part where he was required to get the vaccinations done.

It wasn't until not just Leo, but Master Splinter, ordering him to take part; the hothead finally flopped onto the bed, putting his hand over his face, pointing out he was doing so in order to stop himself from pissing off or knocking Donnie on his ass for this bullshit.

More like he didn't want to see the needles.

This in turn gave Donnie a moment to admire him secretly, there weren't many occasions he could do so without raising suspicion.

Sadly, deep down, feeling aroused over his brother, Donnie felt guilty.

He was just perfect in every way, the way he talked to him, the way he stood tall, then there was when he trained and how that ass...

"Donnie anytime now!" Raph grouched, narrowing his eyes at Donnie, who was acting odd, probably debating how to torture him more.

Fumbling over his board, Donnie nodded wildly, feeling the sweat dripping down his brow, did Raph notice what he was doing?

The brother rushing to get the needles ready, tried not to fidget and concentrated on his task at hand.

However, he felt his body was against him, what wasn't helping was that his hands were shaking, or the fact Raph's golden eyes were making targets on the back of his neck.

Once he had the serums ready, Donnie got to work, injecting Raph with his shots.

Finishing the last one, placing a piece of gauze over the puncture wounds, Raph was on his feet in an instant.

"Raph you can't just leave yet! You need to sit and wait at least fifteen minutes to make sure you don't have any allergic reactions to the drugs," Donnie protest only to have the muscular turtle huff in response.

"I will be fine Donnie-boy," Raph assured him heading for the door, just to pause to look over his shoulder, "Besides, why would I want to stay in here for that long?"

Watching him make his leave, Donnie sighed again, tossing the chart to the side as he found his chair, slumping into it.

"Maybe since I just want to spend some time with you?" Donnie whimpered to himself, placing his teary face in his hands, feeling the heavy weight of his heart dragging him down.

"What am I saying... That could never be... You're my brother regardless of blood or not, you will never want to be with me... Not in the way I want to be with you..."


TBC