Atlantis
Summary: AU. 2k3 TMNT. Katanaship. Leo is suffering from a broken heart after his boyfriend of three years breaks up with him unexpectedly. A year later, he thinks that he's finally able to move past it and go on with his life. That is, until he receives a voicemail from the man that he thought he would never hear from again…
Chapter Warning: There is m/m smut in this chapter! If this isn't your cup of tea, please read carefully or don't read at all. If it is, please add your milk, your sugar and enjoy! :D
Chapter 1 - Ruins
Flashback - 2 years ago
Rays of golden yellow light streamed through the sheer white window curtains, bathing the bedroom with a gentle, warm glow. They streamed across the floor and traveled across the bed, landing on the malachite green form of Leonardo Hamato. He released a low, displease groan, his form shifting under the covers as the light landed on his face, his stormy grey eyes blinking open groggily in response.
"Ugh… why?" Leonardo Hamato groaned lowly, his malachite green arm coming up to block the rays that had just so rudely pulled him from his slumber. Why was the black out curtains open anyway? Had he forgotten to close them from the morning before? Or…, "Usagi… did you forget to close the curtains?"
Another form in the bed shifted behind me, a white, furred arm lazily wrapped around Leonardo's waist and over his plastron, pulling his shell flush to the chest of the rabbit in question. Although Leo was annoyed and sleepy, he felt his face heat up slightly when Usagi lightly buried his face into the crook of the turtle's neck, his lips ghosting over the green skin innocently. Leonardo suppressed a shiver of pleasure when Usagi began to talk, the innocent touches of his mouth so close to his pulse was not helping, not even a little bit, "... I'm sorry, koi. If I remember correctly, we were both otherwise… distracted until early this morning."
"That's… fair," Leo said bashfully, shifting so that he could roll onto his shell and face his boyfriend. In turn, Usagi shifted so that he was leaning over Leo's form, shifting his weight onto his elbow so that he could look down into the turtle's face with a fond glint in his sleepy, coral eyes. His ears, free of his usual elastic tie, flopped down and over his shoulders lazily. The warm glow of light that came through the window highlighted the features of his handsome face and the softness of his fur. Leo slowly blinked up at his partner, sleepily awestruck at the sight above him, "H-hey."
Usagi blinked back down at the turtle, chuckling deeply before leaning down to press a tender kiss to Leo's lips. When he pulled away, he left a little less than an inch between their mouths. His voice still deep with sleep when he spoke again, "... Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes…," Leo sighed out with contentment, smiling up at the other lovingly, "Despite our activities from last night, I always sleep better when you're here."
Usagi's smile faltered a little bit, but not by much. His hand reached down, his fingertips brushing against Leo's cheek before he gently cupped it in his palm, "... I'm sorry. At least I'm off duty indefinitely this time around."
"So, I have you all to myself then?" Leo said with a grin, leaning into Usagi's touch eagerly.
"For as long as you'd like...," Usagi confirmed, pressing his lips to Leo's again, this time with a bit more passion. Leo sighed into the kiss, tilting his head slightly against the navy blue pillow underneath it in order to gain more access. After a few seconds, Usagi tongue sensually licked over Leo's bottom lip, silently asked to deepen the kiss. Leo opening his mouth, sliding his tongue out to meet Usagi's halfway, their wet appendages slowly moving against each other as they revealed in the other's taste.
The kiss became gradually more heated, the soft sounds of their sighs, moans, and moist interactions echoed throughout the room as the minutes passed. When they separated, they were both panting, desperate for air and coherent thought. Leo's grey eyes, foggy with desire, focused in on Usagi's form above him. He became aware that the rabbit had comfortably nestled himself in between his legs at some point during their make out session but, to be honest, Leonardo could care less. It had been nearly a month since they had been this close- this intimate- so the closer they could get, the better.
"God, I missed you…" Usagi exhaled, his voice deep with need, his forehead leaning against Leo's as he tried desperately to repress his urges, "... I… can I ask you something?"
"Yeah…" Leonardo exhales as well but it came out as a low moan, a barely noticeable churr rumbling in his chest. Usagi inhaled sharply, trying to ignore the alluring sounds his partner was making but failed miserably.
"W-what time do you have to be at work today?"
As if on queue, both of their heads turned in unison to the nightstand, honing in on the digital alarm clock blaring 8:41am in illuminated red numbers.
"Um, my first class starts at 11:15am so…," Leo trailed off absently, their eyes locking onto each other again as he thought through his normal morning routine, "I should be out the door by 10:15 the latest."
"Hmm… so plenty of time for a quickie then?" Usagi rumbled out with a faint smirk, leaning down to press a tender kiss to the corner of Leo mouth. The rabbit left a searing trail of kisses and nipps across the turtle's jawline and down his sensitive neck, causing a more noticeable churr to resonate from Leo's chest.
"Again?" Leo groaned out, a faint smile pulling at his lips. He released a startled gasp when Usagi bit down lightly at the sensitive bend of his neck, "God, you're insatiable..."
"Of course… I can never get enough of you, koi," Usagi said sincerely before continuing with kisses, gentle nips and sensual licks along the turtle's neck. His hand wandered down, over the slit containing Leo's erection and in between in legs, his fingers carefully pressing into Leo's entrance. Leonardo released a surprised moan, arching slightly at the probing feeling, "... You still seem ready from last night. Should I get more lube? Or-"
The rabbit had gotten ready to pull away, reaching for the nightstand drawer but was stopped when Leo wrapped his arms around Usagi's shoulders. He lifted his head off the pillow and pulled Usagi down for a wet, needy kiss, effectively stopping him from leaving their intimate embrace. Usagi got the hint, smirking against his lover's lips before he withdrew his fingers and quickly replaced it with his throbbing erection. Leonardo threw his head back, separating their mouths as he groaned out the rabbit's name. Usagi grunted as he carefully sheathed himself, releasing a shaky sigh when he was completely buried, "A-are you alright?"
"Yes…," Leo said softly as Usagi lifted himself up to look down into his lover's face, checking for any sign of discomfort.
The turtle appeared extremely flushed, his lips parted slightly as he quickly and lightly took in air. His chest heaving with the mixed feeling of pain and pleasure that traveled up and between his legs like electrical currents. Usagi felt himself harden even further at the sight below him, his expression filled with adoration for the turtle beneath him, "Leo ... I love you."
Leo blinked up at the rabbit slowly, his mouth turn up into a faint but genuine smile, "I-I love you too."
Usagi chuckled softly, leaning down and kissing Leo again. They're wet, demanding tongues danced with each other in hungry movements for a few moments before Usagi began to thrust at a deliciously torturous pace, aiming more for depth rather than speed. Leo released a heated moan into Usagi's mouth, his chest arching into his partner's, desperate for more contact. His grey eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy, his lover quickly finding and hitting his prostate within a matter of minutes. Incoherent words and sounds began to tumble out of Leo's mouth, Usagi's mouth finding its way back to Leo's neck and biting down as his thrusts increased in speed.
Leonardo couldn't take it anymore. His orgasm was building up fast and all coherent thought had flown out the window at this point. All he wanted was for the feelings of pleasure, heat, and ecstasy to continue. He called out Usagi's name like a pleading mantra, his vision becoming unfocused and his chest heaving as he came closer and closer to his inevitable release...
Present Day
Leonardo's eyes flickered open when his alarm clock chirped a light tune from it's place on the nightstand next to his bed. The warm glow of the late morning sun shimmered in, bathing the room in a light that seemed… so much more bland than it had been in his dream.
He blinked slowly a couple of times, his vision adjusting to the rich navy blue paint of his ceiling and the sluggishly moving fan above as he became painfully aware of the date and time of the day. Based of his alarm, it was 9:30am, the third Wednesday of September and the day of his 28th birthday.
He sighed, his hands coming up to rub at his face in an attempt to physically wipe the sleep from his person. He shifted into a seated position, his hand and eyes subconsciously slide over to the empty spot on the opposite side of the bed. He already knew he would be alone but he couldn't help the misguided feeling of hope that he woke up with sometimes, especially when he had dreams of him… of a time when things were happier, warmer... better.
"... Right," Leo said softly, reluctantly acknowledging that the last year had, indeed, happened. His misplaced hope waned and almost morphed into melancholy before he forcefully pushed it out of his thoughts.
'It's been a year, Leonardo. Get over it,' He thought to himself, reprimanding his naivety as he turned his head and reached for his cell phone, quickly turning of the alarm, and pulling it free from it charger. Turning it on, he saw that his social media platforms had blown up with messages everywhere from high school acquaintances to his colleagues at the university, wishing him a happy birthday. He blinked in bewilderment, surprised that he had so many birthday wishes before noon but decided to only focus on the messages from his family members and closest friends for the time being.
Donatello H: Hey Leo! Hope you have a wonderful birthday today! Let me know if you want to hang out today. I'm free tonight : D!
Leo smiled, appreciative of Donnie's response. Donatello had a very bad habit of getting so caught up in his work that he would forget what day it was. Needless to say, seeing the message in his inbox, first thing in the morning was a treat. He definitely had to reach out to him and see if he was available for dinner at his apartment.
Raphael H: God, you're getting old. Lmao! Miss your face bro. Have a happy birthday and let me know what color cane you want D
The turtle's eye ridge twitched at his immediately younger brother's rude but funny words. He knew it came from a place of love… but he was definitely going to flick him in the forehead when he saw him next time. The hot-headed turtle, a mixed martial artist and personal trainer, always set an evening aside every week to work out with his big brother. They used to do it more often when they were teenagers but when Leo decided to go into academics, Raphael seemed to work twice as hard to become the renowned fighter he was today. And after everything that happened with 'the rabbit', it had turned from a necessity- a way to get Leo out of the house more often- into a routine. Leo would always be grateful to Raph for that… even if it could be an ass sometimes.
April O'Neil-Jones: Hey Leo! Happy 28th! We definitely need to go out for drinks soon! Call you later today to chat! Love ya!
Leo chuckled, missing his old high school friend. She came to visit him at the university off and on but she was so busy running her booming antique shop, she barely had time to see him, let alone get lunch for herself.
Casey "The Puck" Jones: Aye yo Leo, my man! Happy birthday! Man, time flies huh? I think im free tonight so I can stop by your place with some bruskies if your cool wit that. Hit me up and let me know! Peace!
Leo snickered to himself. Casey was such a character; he was always so jovial and… well… extra. He had always been the life of the party in one way or another. Casey actually stopped by more often over the last year… probably because of what happened with Usagi. The loveable hockey player and delivery man never brought up the Usagi incident- not once. He would just come over, uninvited, with one or two of his brothers in tow… as well as some other random guys he didn't know, and kicked it with some beers. His place was always a major mess afterwards but he would be lying if he said it wasn't worth it.
Karai Saki: I am not the best at sending out birthday wishes without sounding lame but… Happy 28th! I'll call you later! Have an awesome day professor!
Leo sighed happily. Karai was his ex-girlfriend from high school but they had stayed good friends after their break up. It was due to a mixture of her father, Oroku Saki, not liking his father, Hamato Yoshi, because of some sort of family feud that had nothing to do with him adopted self. There was also the fact that he was a turtle and Karai was… well, not. After all, they were better friends then they had ever been as boyfriend and girlfriend. He would guess to say that he was closer to Karai than he was to April in some ways.
Leonardo grinned, his melancholy and thoughts of times long past faded from his thoughts as slowly swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He blinked, a new notification coming through from his youngest brother.
Mikey Hamato: Hey big bro! Happy birthday! Also, I'm in your apartment making breakfast. I used the last of the eggs. I hope that's okay. Love Mikey XOXO
"...," Leo stared at the message for several seconds before he turned his head, narrowing his eyes at his bedroom door. He had a sneaking suspicion that his youngest brother was standing right outside of it, giggling like a little school girl, "...Mikey…"
There was a short pause…
And then the bedroom door creaked open, a single electric blue eye looked through and made direct contact with him. Leo could just make out the sea green skin of Mikey's face through the tiny crack, "... Hey big bro."
Leonardo sighed roughly, swiftly standing to his feet and making his way over to his bedroom door, fully swinging it open to fully reveal his kid brother, a full head shorter than him with wide blue eyes and a cheerful boyish grin that made him look several years younger than he really was. His expression was sheepish but mostly jovial, probably happy to see his brother just before Leo left for the university.
"How did you get into my apartment?" Leo asked, raising an eye ridge down at his brother with curiosity, "Did you make a copy of my apartment key again?"
"No no, nothing like that," Mikey denied, waving his hands in front of him in defense, "This time, I was able to talk the doorman into letting me in. Once I flashed these adorable baby blues of mine, they couldn't resist my charms. You know this about me already, Leo."
"... Well that's dangerous," Leo groaned, swiping his hand down his face at his brother's antics. He didn't like the concept of his doorman just letting people in willy nilly if they flirted or bribed enough. Luckily, it was just his brother, "Regardless, it's nice to see you Mikey… but next time you make me breakfast, can you please bring your own food with you?"
"I will try to remember that. Emphasis on try," Mikey said, turning on his heels and walking towards the open kitchen near the front door. Leonardo follow, his nose was immediately assaulted with the delicious smell of bacon and buttery pancakes. Regardless of how sneaky his little brother could be, he had a good heart and his cooking was beyond phenomenal. The smell alone nearly made the elder turtle drool right then in there, "So here is your birthday boy breakfast! I made you peppered bacon, blueberry pancakes, and cheesy scrambled eggs. There's also a pot of fresh medium roast coffee being made right now."
Leo blinked in amazement at the spread on the kitchen island. It was like the holy grail of breakfast buffets, untouched by foolish, unworthy mortals. Who knew turning 28 would grant him with such a wondrous feast. Leonardo wondered momentarily where his baby brother got all of the food from- he was certain that he didn't have pancake mix or blueberries anywhere in his apartment, "... Have I ever told you that you're my favorite brother?"
Mikey laughed, rolling his eyes as he grabbed two plates from the top cabinets, handing one over to Leo, "I know, I know, your welcome. Now eat up!"
And Leonardo did just that. He loaded up his plate and poured himself a cup of coffee with just a dash of cream before taking a seat at the bar stool at the kitchen island. He scarfed down half of it within the first 5 minutes, his taste buds euphoric and his stomach pleased… that was until his more logical side kicked in.
Sure, Michelangelo was kindhearted and had the tendency to barge into his apartment randomly if they hadn't hung out or seen each other in a long while… but Leonardo had a sneaking suspicion that the breakfast, although exceptional, was some sort of distraction. It was his birthday, sure, but Mikey normally bribed him with food when he thought he was in trouble or if he was going to do something that may potentially irritate the elder turtle.
Leonardo narrowed his eyes at the younger turtle over the brim of his coffee mug, his sip of the liquid sunshine paused as his suspicions solidified in his thoughts. It only took Mikey a few seconds to notice his brother was glaring at him, his wide eyes blinking back at Leo from the other side of the island as he paused mid-munch on a piece of bacon, "... What? Why are you looking at me like that."
"What are you planning?" Leo asked, slowly finishing his sip without breaking eye contact.
"Planning? Whatever do you mean?" Michelangelo said, a little too innocently for Leo's tastes.
"Don't play the ignorance card with me, Mikey. I have students that pull it off way better than you ever could," Leo started, placing his mug down on the island and crossing his arms over the marble surface, "It's not that I don't appreciate your birthday breakfast… but the last time you did something like this for me, you had snuck into my office and took my class roster so that you could get one of my students' phone numbers."
"Oh yeah... Jesse," Mikey sighed out dreamily, his eyes rolling to the ceiling at the memory before he swiftly corrected himself, clearing his throat, "T-that doesn't prove anything. So I made a misguided decision by-"
"Thinking with your dick and not with your head?" Leo offered bluntly, raising an eye ridge. It hadn't been one of Mikey's proudest moments, not to mention how super illegal it was to steal a student's personal information out of a professor's office.
"You're mean. That's what you are," Mikey pouted, taking a quick thoughtful nibble of his half eaten bacon before he continued, "So I made a mistake one time, that's not enough to-"
Leo swiftly cut his brother off, ignoring his explanation, "Then there was that other time when you used my apartment to have a party while I went away for a linguistics conference. You made me lunch before I went to the airport."
"... Oh right," Mikey said after a long awkward pause, his offended expression becoming sheepish in a matter of seconds.
" 'Oh right'? Seriously? I was cleaning up mysterious food stains for weeks afterwards, Mike. How a piece of ham got cramped into the inside of my record player is beyond me," Leo said with a sigh, grimacing and shaking his head at the distasteful memory, "Look, if your up to something that is either a breached of my students' privacy or is going to make my apartment smell odd, tell me now."
"No, seriously Leo," Mikey said standing from the bar stool and lifting up one hand while the other rested over his heart, "Scouts honor! I just wanted to make my big bro an awesome breakfast for his birthday before heading into work."
Leo narrowed his eyes, "... Promise?"
"I promise!" He said exclaimed with a reassuring grin, "I swear on the life and health of my Nintendo switch."
"Oh damn. That's a pretty serious swear," Leo said with playful sarcasm, chuckling at his brothers desperate expression. Mikey's Switch was his life… well all things related to video games was the sea green turtles life so he knew he was serious. Leo's expression finally softened, a warm, sincere smile quickly spreading across his lips, "... Thank you Mikey. I appreciate it."
Michelangelo beamed, sliding back into back into his barstool, "Your welcome you paranoid old man! Now finish your food before it gets cold!"
Leo rolled his eyes, popping a slice of bacon into his mouth before mumbling out a sarcastic, "Yes sir."
"[The samurai of Feudal Japan were extremely devoted to their code of honor, known as the Bushido]" Leonardo said, speaking in fluent, flawless Japanese as he spoke confidently at the front of his lecture hall. He paced slowly, his grey eyes roamed over the faces of his students carefully, naturally checking to make sure none of them were distracted or falling asleep, "[The bushido had eight main virtues that each and every samurai regularly practiced throughout their training and day-to-day life. Can anyone tell me what these virtues are?]"
After a second of silence, a few hands among the sea of seated students rose. Some shot up with confidence, others lifted slowly with uncertainty. Leo quickly scanned the crowd and settled on a male student in the last row, his face somewhat uncertain though his hand was still raised before Leo pointed to him, "[Peter-kun, what do you think the eight virtues are? Remember, speak in a full sentence back to me.]"
The student, Peter, swallowed nervously but became a bit more confident when Leo had restated the question for him. When he spoke, his Japanese was understandable but a little disjointed, "[The… the virtues that the samurai followed within the Bushido are… u-um… respect, benevolence, righteousness… uh…]"
He paused, his uncertainty getting the better of him. Leo shot him a encouraging smile, "[You are correct so far, Peter-kun. Please continue.]"
He cleared his throat, his confidence coming back a little, "[... Courage, honor,... in... Integrity, loyalty… and… umm… self… s-self control.]"
"[Correct! Wonderful job, Peter-kun.]" Leo said with a proud grin, "[The samurai were taught these virtues during their training which includes swordplay, grappling techniques, extensive weapons training outside of katanas and wakizashi, and the art of killing in one strike. They- oh, yes, Elie-chan?]"
A female cat sitting at the front, Elie, was one of Leo's best students. She had participated in each of his Japanese language courses from beginner to advanced and she had adopted the language very well, "[The art of killing in one strike? I don't think I've heard of this before. Could you explain?]"
"[Of course. A samurai would practice drawing their sword and either killing or incapacitating their opponent with that single draw. Not a lot of people had the ability to kill with one blow like that so it was a coveted skill, along with dual-wielding.]" Leonardo said, pleased to see that Elie seemed to understand everything he said. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket- a timer he set to let him know that his class time was over. He swiftly pulled out his phone, dismissing the alarm before he switched back to English with ease, "Aannnd that's our time everyone! Remember, we have a test next week and a short essay assignment due on Friday. If any of you have the time, I would advise that you join the study session that I will be running next week Tuesday, before the test."
The students in the class quickly packed, shooting a "Thank you" or "See you Friday" over their shoulders as they walked out of the lecture hall to get to their next class. When the lecture hall was completely empty, Leo did a quick once over of the seats, making sure that none of his students had left anything behind before he closed the room for the afternoon. He had about two hours before his next class came through so he planned on making a quick run to one of the food trucks parked at the corner of the university building and eating lunch in his office until then.
As he he made his way back over to his desk and started to pack away a few course books into his leather messenger bag, he heard a light knock on the open classroom door, drawing his eyes over to it. Upon seeing who stood in the doorway, he had to stop himself from cursing out loud or used some sort of juvenile distraction technique ("Oh my God, what's that over there?") in order to make a strategic withdrawal… but Leonardo was a grown man and he could handle talking to the person in the doorway, even if he was certain to get a headache out of it.
"Hey Leonardo," Said the man in the doorway with a flirty smile. He was a tall human with long, brillant red hair pulled up into a neat bun and narrow, emerald eyes that sparkled with glee when their eyes met.
"... Hey Ue," Leonardo said after a long, awkward silence passed between them. He forcefully ripping his eyes from the other male's form, deciding instead to focus on organizing the stack of student assignments he had collected earlier and placing them into a manila folder, "How may I help you today?"
"Well…" Ue started with a light smirk, walking over to Leo while simultaneously crossing his arms over chest, "You could start by returning my calls once in a while. Perhaps take me up on that dinner you keep on giving me a rain check on."
"I'm pretty sure that 'rain check' turned into a 'never gonna happen' months ago," Leo grumbled out as he slide his files into his messenger bag before zipping it closed. He brought his gaze back to Ue's reluctantly before he continued, "I don't date faculty members… besides, I thought you couldn't stand me."
He blinked back slowly at the turtles bluntness before he released a chuckle, "Well… yes. I'm pretty sure the feeling was mutual though."
"Is mutual. That feeling has never changed," Leo clarified, his eyes sharpened with mild anger, "You tried to get me fired when I was an adjunct, remember? So… yeah, I also don't date people who've tried to sabotage my career. Seems only fair."
He chuckled deeply, his smirk becoming more obvious and his eyes flashing over Leo's figure with a muted look of desire. The turtle clenched his teeth, wanting so badly to punch that smirk right off of his face… but it didn't help when the president of the university was his father. Sure, Leonardo was a favorite among the students in the language department but starting a fight with Ue would definitely lead to an automatic dismissal, "But everything worked out in the end for you, didn't it? My father adores you and the work you do here, so you're not going anywhere - unless you want to."
Leo roughly sighed, clearly annoyed, "What are you playing at Ue, really? I don't have time for your games right now-"
"Listen," He said abruptly, cutting Leonardo off swiftly. His expression becoming serious as he lifted a hand that somehow worked with pausing Leo's tirade, "I… I admire you, Leonardo. You're a hard working man with many talents that I covet. On top of that… you're very easy on the eyes."
Leo shot him a dull look but Ue continued, waving his hand as if it would dismiss the look, "My point is that I would like the opportunity to start over with you… without the animosity."
"... And you want to start over by dating me?" Leo looked skeptical, adjusting his bag strap absently, "Just skip over the acquaintance and friend phase?"
He shrugged a shoulder, his lips parting into a genuine smile, "What can I say? I know what I want… and I'm not the type of guy to beat around the bush."
"Alright, well then I won't beat around the bush either," Leo started, taking a deep, comical breath before he spoke again, curtly, "I don't believe you and, quite frankly, I don't like you. I wouldn't even entertain the possibility of dating someone like you so just drop it already."
Much to Leonardo's chagrin, instead of storming out of the room in anger like Leo had hoped, Ue released a startled laugh that shook the man's shoulders. Leo felt one of his eye ridges twitch, not expecting that response in the slightest, "... What?"
"S-see? That's why I like you," He said, catching his breath before he spoke again, although there was a chuckle still in his voice, "You aren't afraid of telling the truth or speaking to your feelings. I've never really met anyone like you before."
"... Soooo, you like me because I don't like you? Is that the sort of thing that gets your jollies off?"
"Something like that…" He said lowly, leaning towards Leo, placing his hand on the edge of the desk and effectively blocking the turtle's original path to the lecture hall door. Leonardo felt himself swallow nervously, hating that Ue's deep green eyes were rattling him so much, "... All that I ask is that you consider my offer. One dinner. If it turns out you absolutely can't stand me even after that, then I will gracefully back off."
"You should gracefully back off now," Leo sighed out, sliding backward and away from Ue's by a few inches, "Look… Even if there was sliver of a chance - which there isn't- I am currently unavailable. So-"
"So you're taken then?" Ue said, his expression turning slightly dejected at the possibility.
Leo's eye ridge twitched, "... No. I'm just not looking to date anyone at the moment. And- you know what, I don't have to explain myself to you. I'm not dating you so stop asking me already."
"Well, it's always worth the risk… wouldn't you agree?" He asked rhetorically, retracting his hand and standing upright again, "But… if you do decide to change your mind, you have my number, Leonardo. Call me whenever..."
And with that, the red-headed thorn in Leo's side turned on his heels and strode out the door with a confidence that Leo was certain only the super spoiled could ever master. He felt a sting bubble up in his chest at Ue's words; it was an innocent question, sure, but it kind of hurt in a way he hadn't really expected. He found his thoughts shifting to Usagi again for the second time that day, remembering his warm coral eyes, the ever present gentleness in his voice, and his scent of a mild, woodsy cologne that fit him a little too well…
He bit his lip out of frustration before taking a deep breath, pushing the rabbit from his thoughts again. He found that this time around, it was considerably more difficult than it had been that morning.
"Dammit…," Leonardo cursed under his breath, his hands clenching into tight fists at his sides before he stiffly walked out of the lecture hall, closing and locking the door behind him.