Raph jerked awake at the sound of gagging next to him. He looked at the bed and saw Leo leaning over the edge and throwing up in the trash bin again and Raph got up from the chair he had fallen asleep in while watching Leo to softly stroke the back of his brother's neck.

Even after three days Leo still wasn't getting much better but had gotten slightly worse. He now got hot and cold very easily, had a sore throat, a cough, and was extremely thin and pale.

Leo spat out the rest of the bile and laid down, gasping. Sighing, Raph dipped a washcloth in a bucket of cold water and dabbed the sweat off of Leo's forehead and the puke off his mouth. Leo smiled his thanks and sat up, drinking from the glass of water Raph offered him.

So far Raph and the others had done a good job keeping themselves from hurting Leo and they were all very proud of themselves, even though three days isn't very long.

Leo laid down, shivering, and curled up under the covers. Raph pulled the blankets up to Leo's chin and tucked it in around his shoulders, "Get some sleep bro." he whispered. It didn't take long for Leo to follow the order.

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"Leo I said no." Don said, irritated.

Leo sighed, "But Don, I've been on that... mush... for almost a whole week! Can't I have some soup or something?" he asked, almost pleading.

"No Leo! You're not ready for that upgrade yet!" Don snapped. He had been bringing his brother his lunch but Leo had refused to take another bite of Splinter's 'special' mush, complaining that it tasted worse than usual.

"But-" Leo started again, but Don wouldn't let him finish, "You know what, FINE! If you want to stay sick instead of get better, FINE! I don't care anymore. I'll just bring in Mike so he can listen to you whine!" after nearly thirty minutes of arguing Don had finally lost it.

Leo shrunk back. Don shook his head in frustration and stormed out, stopping dead in his tracks when he remembered the hurt look on his brother's face.

The temprature dropped and the lights dimmed.

"Don, whats goin' on?" Raph joined Don on the second floor. Don looked at him in horror, "I-I..."

"You just waisted your chance." a young male voice said from behind them. The turtles turned around to see the death twins standing behind them, looking displeased.

The first pearl on each of their necklaces glowed purple for a moment before disapearing all together.

"NO! Please, I didn't mean it!" Don pleaded. The twins shook their heads and vanished. After everything returned to normal he heard a growl before he was roughly shoved up against the wall and pinned there, "What did you do?" Raph snapped.

Don gulped and gave him a quick run down of what had occured. At the end Raph growled again, "Ya couldn't 've just gave him the soup huh? Ya had ta make a big deal outta it, didn't ya!"

"I-I'm sorry! He wasn't ready for anything else yet and I just got frustrated when he wouldn't accept that." Don tried to defend him self, though he knew it was usless.

Raph sneered, "Guess why I was comin' up here Don. Ta tell ya that the 'special' ingrediant went bad three weeks ago!"

Don gulped. Leo had said that the mush tasted worse than normal...

Vomiting could be heard from Leo's room once again and both turtles rushed in, not surprised to see Leo throwing up but surprised to see blood oozing from his nose.

"Leo!" Don gasped, running to his side. Leo coughed and looked up, face flushed, "D-Don?" he rasped.

Don smiled sadly and nodded, "Yeah bro, it's me," he whispered, gently pushing Leo back, "You just relax bro, and I'll go whip you up some chicken noodle soup."

Leo blinked, staring up at Don, "Really? I thought I wasn't ready for that?"

Raph smirked, "And the reason for that is because brainiac here fergot ta check the experation date of the special ingrediant. Stuff went bad three weeks ago and it's been makin' ya sicker." he explained.

"Right when I thought this couldn't get worse." Leo groaned, accepting the wet towel Raph offered so he could wipe the blood and vomit from his face.

Don blushed and quietly left, his head and shoulders slumped in shame. Raph dipped another clean towel in the bucket of water and rung it out before laying it over Leo's forehead, "Leo, ya know that when Don said he didn't care anymore that he was just frustrated right? He didn't really mean it." he said, kneeling by Leo's bedside. Leo frowned and nodded, his gaze dropping, "I know. But he was just trying to look out for me, I shouldn't have been complaining," he mumbled.

"Yeah, but you knew that somethin' was up wit' that gunk, so ya still had a right ta refuse ta eat it." Raph argued.

Leo didn't say anything but gave Raph a small sad smiled. Don came in a few minutes later with a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup, "Here you go bro." Don smiled, waiting for Raph to help Leo up before handing his ill brother the bowl.

"Thanks Don." Leo said, still not meeting Don's gaze. Don frowned and quickly left, guilt caused half by hurting his brother and half caused by the fact that he had brought his older brother one step closer to death welling in his stomach.