Chapter 2- Hell's Fairy shot
Don was sitting in his lab his fingers flying through the keyboard as he thought about his current predicament.
Mikey hasn't spoken a word to him at all for weeks, he avoids him and the TV room at all costs and he hasn't been hugging him all the time like he used to.
Donnie was worrying that he might be ill or something and he might not be wrong because Mikey has been in a permanent state of monotony during those weeks.
Master Splinter tried to help the youngster cheer up again but he had no success and neither his other brothers did, Donatello included.
But Don misses his company for another reason as well. He was completely and irrevocably in love with the smaller turtle.
He was in love with everything about him: his smile, his amazing jokes, his affectionate hugs, his wonderfully powered body and most of all his eyes. Those mesmerizing blue orbs of mischief could pull you in deepest of oceans and drown you on the spot.
Finally after the fifth week of no Michelangelo, Don felt obligated to take steps so he could corner Mikey and make him explain whatever bothers him. He saw a chance after dinner when Mikey was volunteered to do the dishes. He hadn't protested at all which worried Don more and began his chore immediately.
Donnie was still in his seat as he watched Mikey wash the dishes with a bored expression on his face. After he was done he left for his room not sparring Don a glance.
Thankful he didn't turn around Don followed Mikey silently and just managing to pass through Mikey's bedroom door and in the darkness. 'Mikey didn't even bother turning on the lights' Donnie thought as he tried to adjust his eyes by blinking them repeatedly.
Mikey pummeled himself on his bed not even bothering with the sheets as he moved his legs rhythmically to warm himself. His face was the picture of complete misery and it made Don's heart ache painfully.
Slowly he neared his brother's bed, kneeled in front of Mikey and shaking his shoulder to grab his attention. Mikey threw him a blank look breaking Don's heart more.
"Are you okay Mikey? You turned in really early." Don whispered to his brother. A short "I'm fine" came out of Mikey's mouth and tried to sleep again despite Don being there. "Do you mind me staying to keep you company?"
Mikey didn't say anything and the brainiac lost it. "MIKEY STOP IT" Don shouted in the orange clad turtles face twisting his body forcing him to meet his eyes. Mikey looked shocked and maybe a little bit afraid but still didn't say anything. "Why are you avoiding me? What have I done to make you hate me so?"
Now Mikey was crying and Don couldn't help but hold him until he mellowed. His brother held on as well pouring his heart out hard. For several minutes neither of them said anything but finally Mikey calmed down enough to talk. "What's wrong Mikey, tell me" Don said smoothly still holding his bro close.
"Well, I've been having a few bad dreams lately and they drive me crazy." Mikey said his voice filled with pain. "I hate to think about them because it's just horrible." By this point Mikey's grip was as tight as it got but Donnie didn't mind.
Don used his finger to lift his brother's chin so they could lock eyes again. Looking in the azure blue heaven Don said smiling "Mikey please, you have to tell me. It will make you feel better."
"I lost you" Mikey said blandly supporting his head on Donnie's shoulder. He didn't say a word more because Don's mouth was in his knocking him of balance and caused him to fall back on his bed. Their kiss quickly deepened and they got to taste each other.
Don found another thing he liked about his Mikey. Breaking their kiss they stayed cuddled up together. "Mikey I will never leave you, I promise."
"You better, because if you dare leave, when I find you and I will, I will slap you so hard…"
Don didn't let him to finish; he put his hand against his mouth to shut him up.
"Mikey someday I'll have you to class me in drama, because man you are good at it." Removing his hand he kissed a giggling Mikey again and they fell asleep together.
End.