Authors Note: So this is my most recent creation. I hope you guys all like it. I will also be posting this on another site called archive - of - our - own . org (remove the spaces and hyphens) The story is the same, but the more explicit scenes will be on there. I'm giving it an M to be safe because I have no idea what is considered "explicitly" suggestive. I also want to apologize right now for any grammar and spelling mistakes. I don't have a beta and while I do my best I'm not a master at editing. So enjoy and please leave a review. I want to know what I'm doing right, what I'm doing wrong and if this is as good as I think it is.

Michelangelo looked at the clock and felt relieved that class would soon be over. Mikey as he preferred to be called had two learning disabilities and was ADHD so he was in a special ed classes.

He use to get teased about it, but his brothers put a stop to the bullying. Still school was hard. He did okay in history, and even though he had dyslexia english was the easiest. While he wasn't always good with sticking to the facts, he was a really good story teller. With the help of a computer and some speech recognition software he could get his stories out and have one of his brothers help him with the grammar and vocabulary.

Math and science were the hardest due to his dyscalculia. Numbers, much like letters were confusing to him. However, math wasn't such an easy fix as english and history. He was allowed to use a calculator sometimes, but that wouldn't be allowed on some of the standard testing he was going to have to take later on. Master Splinter and his brother all told him not to worry about it since he was only a freshman, but part of him couldn't help it.

Today his brain just wouldn't work and math had been a nightmare. He knew Miss Kendal or Miss K as Michelangelo called her was worried about him and he just wanted to leave. When the bell rang he got up and was about to go out the door when he heard his name called. He stopped in his tracks as Miss K. called him over. He sighed and went over to her desk. Miss K. was short with curly hair and a big smile. She was one of the nicest teachers Mikey had ever had.

"Michelangelo, I've noticed you really struggled today," she said softly.

Mikey blushed and bowed his head his strawberry blond bangs covering his eyes. They were more blonde than strawberry, but that didn't stop Raph from calling him the evil redhead step-child when Mikey pulled a prank on him.

"Mikey I'm not mad, but I think you need a tutor," she explained.

Mikey's head shot up. "It's okay, I can get one of my brothers to help," he said frantically.

Miss K. smile was gentle. "I know Mikey, but I'm also hoping that you can help the person I had in mind as well."

Mikey was kind of confused since he had no idea how he could help anyone unless it had to do with something non school related.

"You are so eager to make friends Mikey that I think you could become a really good one to Luke ."

Mikey frowned trying to think of anyone named Luke. Miss K. saw the blank look and sighed "I believe he's better known as Leatherhead."

Mikey's eyes widened at the name, Luke Heinz was a huge junior who everyone stayed away from.

Miss K. frowned. "He's really not bad Mikey, and I think you two would get along."

Mikey was unsure, but decided it couldn't hurt. Leatherhead would probably know better than to mess with Mikey Hamato. Mikey could not only take care of himself, but his brother would always come to his defense if he needed it and sometimes when he didn't.

"Okay Miss K. I'll let Luke help me," Mikey agreed.

Miss K. smiled widened. "Good, he'll meet you in the library after school tomorrow."

Mikey nodded and pulled out his phone to type it in so he wouldn't forget like he often did. Miss K. gave him a pass and he headed to his next class.

After school he met up with his brothers and headed to their apartment. It was quite big for New York, but their adoptive father Yoshi Hamato or as they called him Master Splinter was a famous martial artist that had earned himself a small fortune. He now had his own dojo and he was training the boys in the art of ninjistue.

Donnie went right to his and Mikey's room while Raph and Leo settled down in the living room, Raph with a comic and Leo to watch his favorite after school show.

Mikey pulled out his portable gaming system and started playing as he sat down on the couch. It helped him focus on something other than school. He knew his brothers would find out sooner or later about being tutored and while he rather it be later he knew he couldn't hide things forever. It would be easier to tell them at dinner were Master Spinster could calm down their protective streak. He didn't need his brothers hovering over him while he tried to learn.

An hour later he got up and started on dinner. Mikey had found that while math was hard cooking even with all its measuring was easy. It was one of the few things he excelled at and was always happy when he got praised for it.

By the time dinner was ready Master Splinter was home. It had been Donnie's turn to set the table so it hadn't been put off at the last minute. Mikey brought out the food and they all washed up to eat. As they sat down Splinter asked how their day was. Donnie had aced another test while Raph and Leo had an average day. When it was Mikey's turn to speak he took a deep breath.

"Miss K. set up for me to be tutored," he said casually.

Donnie frowned. "I could have tutored you Mikey."

Mikey nodded. "I know, but Miss K. thinks it'll be good for my tutor as well something about needing a friend."

Raph snorted. "So who's the outcast."

Mikey hesitated. "It's Leatherhead."

"WHAT," his brothers shouted in shock.

Splinter frowned. "Who is this Leatherhead?"

Mikey hesitated again causing Leo to jump in.

"He's this giant junior who's got a reputation as being a hot head."

Splinter frowned. "What do you think of him Michelangelo?"

Mikey had to think about and realized that he'd never actually seen Leatherhead get mad. Granted he was two full grades ahead of Mikey, but he'd seen him in the hall.

"I think he might just be misunderstood," Mikey said.

"What? Mikey you can't be serious," Leo said a tone of disbelief in his voice.

"Actually I think I've only seen him get angry one time and it was because someone messed with his science project," Donnie said.

Everyone looked at him and Donnie smiled. "He's actually in my math and science class."

"But those are you're advanced classes," Raph pointed out.

Donnie frowned "yeah and he's in them."

Mikey's eyes widened "so he's really smart," Mikey said in slight awe.

Donnie shrugged. "I guess. He kind of keeps to himself most of the time."

"Then Miss K. must be hoping that our outgoing Michelangelo will help him with that," Master Splinter said proudly.

Mikey gave a small smile and nodded. "I don't know if I can, but Miss K. seemed happy when I said yes and if it doesn't work out I'll let her know."

Raph frowned. "You'll let us know too right?"

Mikey rolled his eyes. "Yes, besides the fact that I can take care of myself I will tell you if there's a problem." Mikey loved his brothers, but being the baby of the family meant that he sometimes had things done for him even if he was capable of doing things.

"Anything else you want to report on Michelangelo," Splinter asked?

Mikey shook his head. "Nope everything was pretty normal."

Dinner continued with talk about whatever came up. After dinner they had to do homework. Michelangelo's homework was easier than the others, but he still struggled with it. He usually asked for help or for someone to go over his work. Usually it was Donnie, but sometimes it was Leo or even Raph.

He was slowly going over his math homework when he frowned as he came to a problem that he just couldn't get. He knew the numbers and knew what he was supposed to do with them, but things weren't adding up. He let out a frustrated sigh and laid his head on his desk. He heard Donnie get up and wasn't all the surprised when he heard him come over.

"Want some help," Donnie asked softly?

Mikey nodded and sat up showing Donnie the problem. Donnie slowly helped him figure it out and stayed next to him while he finished the rest of the page. Donnie placed a hand on Mikey's shoulder.

"Don't worry Mikey. You'll get it and with a tutor you'll have more practice. Math is a lot of memorization and once you do it enough times it just becomes second nature even if you don't always get it. "

Mikey frowned. "I just hate feeling like an idiot. Even Raph can do double digit multiplication without help."

"You're not an idiot Mikey. It's okay that math and science don't come easy to you. You're so creative Mikey. You might not always think things through, but you've always got ideas. Yeah sometimes there crazy and a little out there, but you wouldn't be you without those crazy ideas."

Mikey stayed quiet until he felt the hand that was still touching him squeezed his shoulder. He looked into Donnie's eyes and saw his older brother giving him a gentle, but confident smile.

"Mikey I know things are tough and I know we don't always help by making fun of you, but we don't mean to be jerks. It's just teasing. We only do it because you're our brother."

Mikey was quiet for a few more moments before slowly nodding. "Yeah I get it. It's just frustrating that I have to try so much harder to get even close to your guys level."

"Mikey don't think about who's better than you. We're all different and we all have our strength and weakness. You might not be the smartest kid in school, but you do really well with ninjistu. Remember that Master Splinter is always encouraging you to enter exhibition because you're so creative with your moves. You look like your dancing when you perform."

Mikey smiled at that because Donnie had a point. While he wasn't the most traditional he did know how to put on a show.

Donnie squeezed his shoulder again. "Don't worry about what you're not good at. Focus on how to get better and remember what you're naturally talented at, like your art. I know you think its average, but none of us can draw like you can."

Mikey nodded and he felt much better. Donnie wasn't a leader like Leo, but he still knew just what to say while Leo sometimes struggled to find the right words. Donnie patted Mikey's shoulder and went back to his desk. Mikey smiled and finished the rest of his homework.

When the boys were done they all watched a little TV before going to bed.

Mikey was nervous about tomorrow, but he did his best not to think of it and managed to fall asleep.