Bros and Boneheads

By

Hannio

Chapter One

Collection

Disclaimer – None of the characters mentioned in the below work of fiction belong to me in any shape or form. I'm merely borrowing them for my own writing pleasure.

Author Note – I doubt anyone knows just how grateful I am to have the below chapter written because it has literally taken me months to do and by months I do actually mean months! I'm extremely used to writing the boys now but I have never attempted to write Casey or April before in my life so to write an entire story… a chapter story at that… in Casey's POV is certainly a challenge for me but hopefully one I can achieve.

I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up because I find that these chapters are taking me a great deal of time to work on and get right in my head BUT it will definitely be updated.

Anyway please enjoy!

Dedication – So this story is dedicated to Jenihenpen for just being great. She gave me the basic plotline and the title and told me to write it. She's also threatened me continuously to work on the fic while somehow not neglecting my other stories so it's definitely down to her that this story is up. Jenihenpen can be a scary woman at time!

"Please tell me you're not thinking of going out now are you? Casey you can't keep doing this every night, you may end up injuring yourself and there's no guarantee that the guys can be there every time covering your back. I worry about you" Casey Jones squeezed his eyes closed and tried to count to 10 in an attempt to remain calm.

Somehow he wished that blocking out April O'Neil's voice was as easy as knocking out a goon, quick, simple and satisfying however nothing was ever that simple it seemed. He knew deep down that she meant well and that her constant nagging was a sign of how much she cared but god he wished it wasn't quite as annoying as it was. Anyone would think he was a child and not a grown man of 29.

He would rather be fighting 20 purple Dragons single handed without any backup then endure yet another night of that nagging ritual. He found himself missing the old days when the relationship was still new and still exciting. When each day felt like an adventure before they had moved in together and the key word between them had stopped being passion and started being responsibility instead. Even thinking about in his head made him shudder.

"Look Babe, I've got to go, I promised the guys I would head round tonight to play some computer game and watch some action films. You know a lads night in and all that" he remarked, interrupting her mid speech as he surged to his feet in one fluid motion feeling completely reenergised at the thought of getting some action.

"It's already 9 in the evening though" she protested, crossing her arms across her chest as her foot tapped against the wooden floor, an unimpressed look on her face as she watched him move around the room, gathering his stuff together. His gaze automatically focused on the clock on the wall as she spoke before he turned to look back at her with a confused look on his face.

"Soooo" he remarked slowly, drawing the word out as he raised an eyebrow. "It's not like the guys go to bed early or anything" he pointed out, bringing his hand up and scratching his neck. April sighed and gave him a disappointed look making his wonder whether he had missed something. He frowned, searching his memory for any clue but he came up blank. He blinked and tried to focus as he realised April was speaking to him again.

"Fine" she stated flatly "Go and have some fun with them, I've work to get on with anyway. Tell them I'll be coming to visit tomorrow evening to spend some time with them as I haven't seen them recently ok?"

"Will do" Casey replied cheerfully, glad that she was no longer trying to tear him a new one. April shot him a quick look before she sighed and shook her head in a tired fashion, an unwilling smile coming to her face.

"Casey Jones, what am I to do with you?" she asked. Casey pretended to give it some thought as he tapped his finger against his chin, screwing his eyes shut as he hummed out loud.

"Hmmmm well I would suggest planting me a kiss right here" he suggested, tapping his lip as he opened his eyes, wiggling his eyebrows up and down in a suggestive manner. April laughed out loud closing the distance between them and giving him a quick kiss; she wrapped her arm round his neck and looked at him before speaking, her voice quiet in the otherwise silent room.

"Be careful with whatever you actually end up doing tonight then" she stated firmly, before she unwrapped her arm from his neck and took a step back, she made a shooing motion with her hands at him. "Now get out before I change my mind and lock you in a cupboard somewhere" Casey flashed her a toothy grin and was gone, climbing out the window before she could change her mind over it.

He continued grinning as he hurried down the fire escape, whistling softly to himself. He jumped down to the ground and hurried over to his motorbike, his grin growing further as he ran his hand across the cool metal work. He had allowed Raphael to do some work on it the last time he was round and he certainly hadn't regretted his decision. He couldn't remember the last time his ride had moved so smoothly.

He straddled the machine and revved the engine, sitting there for a moment as he appreciated the sound before he kicked off and raced around the corner on his way to the lair.

He hadn't been totally honest with April when he had told her that he was going round for a boy's night. He had told the truth when he had said he was going to the lair but that was only so he could convince Raphael to come out with him to take out some scum. He had been feeling restless the past few days and he knew that clobbering some low lives would help deal with that feeling. It always did. He couldn't go out alone because that was the one promise to April he had never allowed himself to break. He would never knowingly go into a fight without any back up.

He soon reached the garage that acted as an entrance to the guy's home. He pressed his thumb against the small, almost unseeable scanner to the side of the door that Donatello had installed and waited impatiently for it to recognise him. He hoped it still did after Donatello had threatened to remove his print from it if he brought Raphael home injured one more time. Casey didn't even want to know what that would mean to his health if he did. He breathed a sigh of relief as the garage door smoothly opened allowing him to drive his bike in.

He parked it next to Raphael's gleaming red bike and swung himself off of his own ride, his eyes glancing round to take in the empty room. He made his way across the cluttered room and hit the button for the lift that would bring him to their home, Stepping into the lift when the doors slid open. He pressed the down button and waited, tapping his floor impatiently against the floor as it moved.

"Finally" he muttered as the doors pinned open and he stepped out into the large area that consisted of the boys living area where they spent most of their time. He glanced around quickly but he couldn't see anyone and it was quiet in there. A lot quieter then it normally was.

He hoped that they hadn't already gone out, busting skulls without him. If they had then he would be forced to ride around looking for them and that was never an enjoyable experience. By the time he normally found them they had normally finished whatever business had called them away from their home were only intent on getting home and celebrating, Raphael included.

"Hello Casey, what are you doing here? Are we expecting you?" Casey jumped before looking over his shoulder, an eager expression on his face. His eyes focusing on Donatello who was leaning against the doorway of his lab watching him with an intent expression that reminded him so much of April that he resisted squirming with difficulty. Instead he lifted his hand up in acknowledgement.

"Hey Don" he called out turning to face him. "I'm looking for Raph, is he about?" he asked, he was surprised when Donatello's eyes narrowed as he pushed himself straight in one smooth movement.

"Why do you want him?" He asked. Casey frowned slightly at the question but he was saved from answering it as he heard the familiar voice of his best friend speak.

"What's up Case?" Casey tilted his head upwards, a grin coming to his face as he saw Raphael leaning over the banister, Michelangelo next to him watching Casey with the same intent expression that Donatello had been.

"Hey Raph, Mike" he answered with a grin and a quick wave. "Fancy coming out tonight to play Raph?" he asked, crossing his arms across his chest, a challenging look coming to his eyes.

"Sure" Raphael replied "It was getting boring in here anyway" he pushed himself off the balcony rail and began making his way down the stairs.

"Should you go out tonight Dude?" Michelangelo called after him as he began following him. There was a note to his voice which Casey had never heard before. If he didn't know better he would think that Michelangelo was actually worried over something.

"Yes" came the short reply from his brother. Casey lowered his head, his grin disappearing as he noticed Donatello glaring at him. He blinked in surprised and took a step back before he realised he had done it. He couldn't actually remember the last time he had seen an expression like that on Donatello's face when neither the Foot nor the Purple Dragons were involved.

"Where do you want to go exactly?" Raphael asked him as he stopped by his side, his eyes were fixed on Donatello's though in some silent battle of wills. Casey shrugged glancing between Donatello and Raphael in confusion. He frowned again as he lifted his hand up and scratched his neck. Something was going on here and he had no idea what it was but whatever it was it was making him uneasy.

Raphael broke the eye contact with Donatello with a sound of annoyance and instead turned to Casey pushing him quickly towards the exit.

"Thought we could go to China Town?" Casey suggested with a shrug "Always seems to be something going down there" Raphael nodded his head and made a sound of agreement but Casey had the distinct feeling that his friend wasn't listening to a word he was saying. The amber eyes were searching the room with a wary look in them. Casey glanced around as well but everything seemed completely normal to him bar the two scowling brothers.

"Raphie, you aren't hundred percent yet, you shouldn't be…" Donatello began a rare tone of authority to his voice as he stepped forward, his hand outstretched towards Raphael as if to grab him. Casey glanced at Raphael in surprise when his footsteps faltered watching as Raphael shook his head as though he was clearing his thoughts and quickened their pace.

"I'm fine Don" he commented, interrupting Donatello before he could continue as he jabbed at the lift button "I'll be back before you know it" he flashed them both a smile as he pushed Casey into the lift before casting another quick look around as the lift door closed.

Casey blinked as he glanced to the side at Raphael who was leaning against the cool metal wall, eyes closed as he breathed a sigh of relief, lifting his hand to his forehead and rubbing it.

"Errr have I missed something?" Casey asked waving his hand towards the door they had just escaped through "because I've had warmer welcomes from the Hun" Raphael opened his eyes as he tilted his head towards him and shrugged.

"It's nothing" he replied, his tone indicating that he didn't want to continue the conversation. Casey shrugged his shoulders back figuring that if Raphael wanted to tell him then he would and until he did then it was none of his business. "So" Raphael said after a moment's silence "You want to go to China town?" he asked. Casey nodded his head.

"It seems as good as place as any" he said stepping out of the lift. He watched as Raphael glanced around him again. "Dude what are you looking for?" he demanded. Raphael glanced at him.

"Leo" he commented lowly before grabbing his helmet from his bike "I don't feel like riding today, I'll go on the back of yours if that's ok?" Casey blinked and paused in the motion of putting his helmet on. He had never known Raphael to pass on the opportunity to ride. An uneasy feeling began to blossom in his stomach but he ignored it. Raphael was a big boy, if he said he was well enough to come out then he was. It wasn't down to Casey to argue with him over it.

"Sure" he said as he climbed on the back "Hold on though, I have no desire to be scraping you off the pavement" Raphael didn't reply but Casey was pretty sure he had just been given the finger.

"Just drive Bonehead" Casey chuckled as he revved the engine and flew off in the direction of China Town.

Author Note – Woohoooooooo chapter one is done! Ok so chapter two will be up hopefully as soon as possible though it still needs to be written up… but anyway at least this one is done.

Hopefully you've enjoyed it enough to review it! No flames though! Thanks for reading