Disclaimer: I have nothing to my name… Especially not TMNT.

Title: TMNT:

Rating: T+

Genre: Family/Friendship

Pairing(s): None

Summary: Mikey went missing several months ago, and his brother find him…. But, as a Foot ninja! When they 'rescue' him, they find that Michaelangelo has zero-memory of his past. Can this indecisive, quiet, shy, stuttering ex-soldier really be their brother? Can they bring back Mikey's memory? Can they deal with the extra, mutant 'baggage' Mikey brings along?

Chapter two

"Sharp! Wake up!" Fluffy said and batted at her turtle-friends face, luckily the five-year-olds claws were sheathed. Sharp groaned a little but stayed asleep "Sharp~" Fluffy whined and pouted. Fluffy un-sheathed he claws and dug them into the turtles shoulder, waking him up more than effectively.

"YEEEEKKK!" Sharp screamed and literally jumped out of bed, he panted and glared half-heartedly at the giggling mutant hybrid "You know I hate that!" Sharp said.

"Sharp, I'm hungry; get me food." Fluffy whined; Sharp did a classic face-palm. This wasn't the first time Fluffy woke him up at the crack of dawn, demanding food. From what he learned from TV, this was typical of small children.

"Ugh, fine; when you're older, you better save my life, because this is getting old." Sharp groaned; he was going to have to steal food (not that he liked to steal, but a lot of times he found himself forced to, for orders from the Shredder) since he had already used up this weeks quota of food, having to support himself and a hyperactive five-year-old on meager rations could barely ever cut it.

"Okay!" Fluffy squeaked and played with a few squeak toys on the ground "I'll wait here for you to get back."

"I know." Sharp mumbled; Fluffy pretty much lived with him, it was rare that she would stray far from his side when she wasn't in his room. She was like a duckling, following the one she imprinted.

"I'll be back in a little while." Sharp said as he headed out of the room; he decided to not wear his Foot uniform, but he did keep the cape. For some reason, he never liked wearing clothes like humans did. And losing his metal helmet did not make it any better; the Shredder had demanded that he wore it at all times.

"Don't forget the peanut butter!" Fluffy reminded; for reasons as unknown as the reason she was created, Fluffy had a strange obsession with peanut butter. Then again, it might have been the squirrel DNA….

Hastily he made his way down the hall, Sharp did not like talking to the other Foot ninja, because as explained before they all hated him for reasons he was not sure. It seemed personal, though. Unfortunately, he ran into one of the Elite guards in the hallway.

"Where are you going, turtle?" The Elite Guard demanded, Sharp gulped.

"T-To g-g-get food." Sharp responded; while he could talk normally to Fluffy, he found himself unable to keep his voice straight when talking to anyone else. He was always on edge, afraid of being punished…. Again. Like in the past anytime he did or said anything out of line.

"You have already used up your weekly quota." The Elite guard reminded as Sharp brushed past him, trying to leave quickly.

"I k-know….." He said "I'm going to st-steal some." He quickened his pace, but the Elite Guard was persistent.

"You would perhaps have more scraps if you didn't feed that miserable furball." The Elite Guard hissed.

Sharp glared as best he could "S-She needs f-food too…." He said quietly.

"Not if you put it down." The Elite Guard said and laughed.

Sharp narrowed his eyes and socked the Elite Guard in the stomach as hard as physically possible. The Elite Guard gurgled and spat out some blood; when he tried to attack the turtle, he found that Sharp was already gone.

Sneaking out of the back of the Grocery store with a bag of food slung over his shoulder, Sharp ran down the alley. He needed to get away quickly, he was sure he hadn't been caught on camera but a ninja can never be too careful.

Sharp had gone a couple of blocks when he heard a strange noise – he swerved around and saw a sewer-cover was off of the manhole, which was strange because it had been in place when he passed it…. Tentatively, Sharp walked over and picked the cover up and quietly put it back where it belonged.

When he turned around, he saw three all-too-familiar green turtle-y figures standing there with their arms crossed and their bandana tails fluttering in the wind.

"Uh oh…" Sharp said and backed up; damn it all! The one day he forgot his weapons! No need to panic…. He was really fast, he could outrun them.

Staying rooted in place for a second, Sharp swiftly turned and sprinted off as fast as possible. He could hear the other turtles following, but there was a fading in sound, signaling the growing distance between them. But he wasn't relieved, he couldn't be until he was sure he was rid of them.

There was a pain as piercing as his name in his forearm, forcing a yelp out of him and making him falter in stride and ruining his speed. He was slammed against the alley wall by one of the turtles, already tied up and sitting before he could really even process it.

Sharp knew the drug they injected him with was sedative; if it were tranquilizer, he'd be out already, but instead his muscles were completely relaxed. Sharp looked up at his enemies, who had confused, relieved and otherwise un-readable expressions.

"A-Are y-you gonna k-kill me now?" Sharp asked, they appeared shocked at his question. The one in the purple-masked squatted down to Sharp's level, there was a gentle look in his eyes.

"Mikey, why would we do that?" The purple-masked turtle asked; Sharp was confused, who was Mikey?

"W-Why did you c-call me that?" Sharp asked quietly "Why aren't you gonna…. Kill me?"

"Do you know who we are? Do you know where you're from?" The one in the blue mask asked.

Sharp looked up at him with a bewildered look in his blue eyes "I…. I don't kn-know…. You guys l-look like m-me…. D-Do you know?" He asked.

"Holy shit." The one in the red mask said, disbelief etched on his dark green face "Mike, stop playing, really!" He demanded.

"W-Who's Mikey?" Sharp asked, why did they keep calling him Mikey? They should know that his name was Sharp, and they should be trying to slay him, why the sudden change of heart? Didn't they get the concept of being enemies?

"It's you." The purple-masked turtle replied "Your name is Hamato Michaelangelo," the name made memory bells ring in Sharp's head "you're our brother."

"Im… I-Imp-p-possible… I… I can't have brothers…" Sharp responded; the world went dark with the sound of the turtles calling of 'Mikey' fading in the background.

Dusk had hit, and Fluffy was really worried, because Sharp should have been back a really long time ago. Her worry was so intense it made her (for once) stop thinking about how hungry she was. She had tried telling the Foot ninja about her friends disappearance, but as usual they ignored her.

Fluffy decided that she was going to have to find Sharp; he could be in trouble, or hurt!

Leaving the Foot HQ was easy, since no one actually cared where she was or what she did; Fluffy, however, made sure to wear humans clothes so if anyone did see her they wouldn't notice first-hand that she was covered completely in fur. There human clothes were a hoodie and sweatpants, and a hat, all were at least two sizes too big for her.

Fluffy scampered along the alleys on all fours; since all three of her animal attributes could walk on all fours, so could she, and she moved faster on all fours anyways. Fluffy was following Sharp's scent, which was somewhat faded, but she could still follow it.

The trail continued on a manhole cover and lead into the sewers – Fluffy had a lot of trouble lifting the heavy sewer lid, but managed to pull it up enough that she could push it aside and go down the sewers.

"Eww! It's stinky down here!" Fluffy complained and plugged her nose; it smelled worse than the toilet down here! But then she remembered she was supposed to find Sharpl, so she knuckled down and struggled to follow his scent trail through the several other disgusting scents in the sewers.

She had to go down several tunnels, and she started getting tired after a while, but Fluffy continued anyways; when it got stronger she started sprinting on all fours since she could go farther and faster that way. However, unfortunately, the scent trail ended at a dead end.

Discouraged, Fluffy yowled in frustration, whining loudly in her strange squirrel-rabbit-cat vocals. Her furry ears pricked when she heard voices on the other side of the wall.

"Did you forget to let Klunk in, Raph?"

"Huh? I think so."

"Well let him in! I don't think I can stand his yowling anymore."

"Fine, fine…"

The wall then opened, there was a dark-green turtle with a red mask at the entrance "Yeah, yeah Klunk I hear -" He started to mutter, but then he saw Fluffy instead of whoever Klunk was "What are you doing here, kid?" The clothes worked; he thought she was human! Without answering, Fluffy leapt on him and climbed up his body – making him grunt suddenly in pain because of her claws digging into his skin, Fluffy jumped off of his shoulders and ran rampant around the strange house-like place, trying to follow Sharp's scent trail.

When Fluffy found it again, she had already knocked down a few lamps but she didn't care; she needed to find Sharp so they could get out of there! The red turtle was already after her!

Fluffy dashed into a room filled with machines; she was relieved to see Sharp lying on a cot, but not so relieved to see another turtle, but one with a purple mask, standing over him. Fluffy took steps back but stayed on all four of her 'paws'.

Fluffy jumped onto Sharp, mewing in distress to get his attention. The purple masked turtle was shocked, and it was then that the turtle in the red mask came in.

When the purple masked turtle stretched a hand to her, the fur on Fluffy's hackles and shoulders rose and she hissed at him, and her bushy tail lashed out from under the jacket. But unfortunately, the turtle in the red mask grabbed her by the scruff.

Fluffy hissed loudly at him and slashed with her claws, her claws tore down one side of his face, making him yelp loudly in pain and let her go; she dropped back on the ground and leapt back on Sharp; she dug one of her claws at his neck, waking him up like it always did.

"YIKES!" Sharp yelped, feeling the claws dig into his skin; he looked down to see Fluffy 'standing' on his plastron; the angry red turtle grabbed her again by the scruff.

Fluffy hissed again and tried to slash with her claws, but the red turtle held her away at arms lendth so she could reach, but the movement made her too-big hat fall off, revealing her hairy-furry, cat-eared, muzzled head.

"What the shell are you?" The red turtle asked in shock, seeing the weird 'kid' as she actually was.

"Fluffy! I'm Fluffy!" Fluffy retorted; the red turtle seemed surprised at her ability to speak.

"Don't hurt her!" Sharp yelped "Do whatever you want with me, but leave her alone!"

Fluffy scratched the red turtles wrist and he again let her go, she again scrambled onto Sharp's plastron "I came to rescue you!" Fluffy told her.

"What is going on?" Another turtle, one with a blue mask, asked as he came inside, having heard all of the commotion.

Fluffy hissed at him, bushy tail lashing out angrily and she stood protectively over Sharp "Back away! Or I'll claw your eyes out!" She yelled. The turtle didn't know rather to heed to warning or laugh because of the terrible threat coming from such a high-pitched voice.

Fluffy was picked up again, but this time from under the arms instead of the scruff, and it was the purple one instead of the red one, and it was much less forceful. "MRRWWWW!" Fluffy hissed and flailed in the purple turtles hands, she tried to claw at him as he shifted her to one of his arms, but when he began scratching behind her left ear, her struggling faltered.

'No, no, don't give in! He's trying to trick you, he's – mrrr…' Fluffy started to purr, instead of thinking of the purple turtle as an enemy trying to exploit her weakness, she momentarily thought of him as a friend and rubbed her furry head against his chestplate.

"Huh…. I thought that would work." Donnie said to his brothers when the strange furry thing started to purr loudly.

"That thing is vicious!" Raph said and pointed at the furry creature. He already decided that the thing was evil after having scratched him so much.

"Don't hurt her!" Mikey begged; the furry creature had succeeded in at least waking Mikey up.

"Who is this?" Don asking, having to refrain from asking 'what' instead.

"Th-That's just Fluffy, she's m-my friend." Mikey said; Raph looked at him like an alien before a scowl appeared on his dark-green face.

"Fluffy?" He questioned "They should have named that thing 'Vicious' or something."

"Sh-She's no danger, re-really." Mikey studdered, he sat up and snatched his furry friend away from Don, Fluffy let out a huff of annoyance when the ear-scratching stopped.

"Sharp, we need to get out of here!" Fluffy said, clinging to his plastron and wrapping her arms around his neck, her claws stuck on the fabric of his cape. "Hurry, before they hurt us!"

"Hurt you?" Raph growled "You're the one who clawed half my face off!"

Fluffy was quiet now, she was starting to get scared. But Sharp was solace, he would protect her.

"What do you want from me?" Mikey demanded; the turtles were taken aback, wanted from him? They wanted him home, that's what!

"Mikey," Leo said "what do you remember from where you're from?"

Mikey seemed to think for a moment; he sucked in his lip and contemplated before he answered "I-I was cre-created in a l-l-lab…." He answered "I w-woke up in a t-t-tube. And, that's all I re-remember."

"Why do you keep stuttering?" Raph demanded, sounding harsher than he meant to; but Mikey didn't flinch; he stuttered, but he didn't seem to cower, so the stuttering was not from fear as expected.

"I…. I don't kn-know…. I always stutter." Mikey answered.

"Mikey," Leo continued, ignoring Raph "You have to remember….. You're our brother, but you went missing almost a year ago, when did you wake up from the tube?"

"I-I don't know….. Several m-months ago…" Mikey told him.

"Do you believe us, when we tell you you're our brother?"

Mikey shook his head stubbornly "You're my enemies, I shouldn't." He responded.

"Believe this; this is us before Mikey went missing." Don said and produced a picture frame. Mikey eyed the picture before his eyes widened in disbelief , and they knew why; he was looking at himself, himself in gear, an orange mask, a bright smile and with all three of them.

"Th-That can't be real!" Mikey shouted.

"It is real, do you want to look at the date?" Don asked, putting a shoulder on the hysteric Foot-soldiers shoulder.

"D-Do you really th-think I'm your brother?" Mikey asked, looking up at him with a lifetimes worth of puzzlement and… hope?

"We know you're our brother." Raph said "If we weren't so sure, you'd be dead."

"T-Then how c-come I don't remember?" Mikey asked.

"The Foot must have given you amnesia." Don replied gently "And we'll help you remember."

"I…." Mikey faltered "… I want t-to be left alone f-for a while…" He said, wrapped his arms around Fluffy and put his head down, there was too much to absorb.

"Alright Mikey." Leo said, he and the other two left the room.

Sharp felt Fluffy go limp and he knew she was asleep – he wondered where they were going from here. They couldn't go back to the Foot, since he was now with his real family. But how was he supposed to adjust to this new life? The Foot was all he knew. And what about Fluffy? Would she stay, or go back to the Foot? He didn't want her to go back.

"Michaelangelo….?" A new voice called from the doorway; Sharp tightened his arms protectively around Fluffy and looked to the doorway; he was surprised to see what looked like a humanoid rat in a Japanese robe.

"W-Who are you…?" Sharp asked – the rat was familiar, comforting in a way.

"I am your father." The rat said and walked over to his side – the rat had to use a walking stick "I am Master Splinter." He said.

Sharp nodded slowly "Master…. Splinter." He said "If y-you're my f-father, why do you look different than me?" He asked quietly.

Master Splinter chuckled and rested a paw on Sharps' head; he then told the story of their origin. Of Master Yoshi, of the Shredder, of the truck, of the boy with the turtles, the ooze, and their upbringing. Sharp felt even more overwhelmed at all of this new information.

"Who is this?" Master Splinter asked, pointing to the furry bundle in his youngest sons arms.

"Fluffy." Sharp replied "She came from the l-lab like I did….."

"Are you intending on keeping her, my son?" Master Splinter asked, Sharp nodded.

"Very well, but be aware that this…. Fluffy, is your responsibilty." Sharp nodded again; he was used to Fluffy being his responsibility.

"I will let you rest now, my son. Sleep well." Master Splinter said, suddenly, his arms were around Sharp "We have missed you my son, welcome home at last." Master Splinter whispered.

Sharp nodded again, not sure what to say.

Chapter two, much longer than the last one. Sharp/Mikey is very confused, but hopefully he can eventually remember his past. Fluffy makes her debut, and trust me when I say she'll make the others turtles lives a living hell.