((Song used is "Trouble Is" by Allison Iraheta))
Chapter Three: "Total Eclipse of the Heart"

Donatello got up from the floor as the others applaused. Mike just looked at him like he was worried. No one wanted to follow his preformance, so Casey wheeled the machine back into a corner and April turned on the TV to Gossip Girl for Splinter, Leo sitting down to join them.

Mikey sat in his room, thinking. He remembered what he'd done that night. He didn't want to talk to Donnie about it, he just hoped it would become their secret- something they both shoved deep into the corners of their mind- but Don's song tonight broke that illusion, and solified the fact that Mikey had been hiding from, that they needed to talk about it. The sun began to set, deep shades of purple and orange gleaming through the trees. And then Mikey saw Don walking out into the woods, and without thinking, jumped out the window and started following him.

Raphael stared in the mirror, the almost healed bite marks still dully bruised on the front of his shoulder. He remembered drinking the Queen's blood. It hadn't tasted metallic like his own, no, it was different. Like drinking chocolate syrup with hot sauce. It was pure, unsaturated decadence. "God, I sound like a monster." Raph said, going to his room, laying on the bed and turning on the radio, a slow song starting.

I could slip so easily into you, if I let myself go, oh, I could land my wildest dream come true, you never know, oh...
April drove up to Merlotte's, and walked up to the door. She was busy for a few hours until on one of her breaks, Sookie came over to her and handed her a red rose and a note. "It's from some guy who walked in. He's at table four." April looked down at the note and opened it.

April,
Meet me at the lake tonight
- Casey

April smiled to herself, then looked up at table four and saw no one there, then looked at the door and saw Casey leaving.

How it's gonna wind up in the end, wil we be lovers or not even friends? Trouble is, I like the taste too much and I can't think straight, people change and will you still be here after today?
Donatello came out to a clearing, the sun barely illuminating the sky. He dropped to his knees and felt the tears spill over from his eyes.
Mikey watched Donatello's shoulders heave, then stepped out and walked towards his brother. Donnie didn't see him until he walked in front of him and as his purple clad brother lifted his head, Michelangelo fell to his knees and hugged his brother tightly, his own tears spilling out. "I'm sorry, Don, I really am." Donatello had stopped crying and was now stroking his brothers shell, telling him that it was okay, that he knew it had been a mistake. After a while, their tears had stopped, but they just stayed in the same posistion, Donatello protecting his little brother.
Trouble is, I feel like I could win or lose it all. I don't know which way to fall...

Don't forget the promises that we made when I got on the plane,oh, we'd be back together once again, and we would stay the same, mmm...
"Raph, come out of your room, you've been in there since dinner." Leo said, his voice hard. When he heard the music drifting out of the door, he sighed. "I saved you some. Splinter made fried chicken." Leo said, his voice losing some of it's hardness. "Raphael!" Leo said, now yelling.
"My son, the vampire blood's affect is wearing off. He will be better by tommorow. And he drank a great amount of the Queen's blood-when that happens, Leonardo, a bond is formed between the vampire and the human who drank their blood. Those times within a few days when he was happy and bright was because Sophie-Anne was. And now, the bond is broken, and his emotions must shift back to his own." Splinter said, leading his son away from the door. Leonardo nodded, then said "I'm going to bed. Goodnight sensei." "Good night, my son." Splinter replied calmly, even though worry built up in him.
Leonardo laid down in his room, hoping that tommorow, everything would be back to normal tommorow- atleast, as normal as they could be.
Sometimes I think love can last, but sometimes I think forever is a thing of the past...

Trouble is, I like the taste too much and I can't think straight...
April drove up to the lake and saw Casey standing at the end of the dock. She got out of the car and ran towards him, then fell into his arms. But he started falling back and then they were both in the water, soaking wet an laughing

Trouble is, I feel like I could win or lose it all, I don't know which way to fall...
Donnie and Mikey walked back to the house, their problems solved. Donatello went over to his window, and heard Mikey shout "Wait! Donnie!" "What, Mikey?" Donnie said, climbing up the window sill. "Can I sleep with you tonight? I don't wanna be alone. Please?" Mikey said, bambi eyeing the hell out of Donnie. "Okay, Mikey. And stop it with the eyes, you're creepin me out." Donatello replied, grabbing his brother's hand and helping him into the room. "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful, Don." Mikey said, lying down in the bed with his brother. "Night Mikey." Donnie said, but Michelangelo was already asleep.
Everything's so temporary, hold too tight and things just slip away. And then you hold me, I'm in place...trouble is...I don't know which way to fall

End of Chapter Three, Stay tuned for the next chapter, "Plasir d' Amour"