AN- Sorry its been a little while. Haven't really been able to sit in front of the computer. It took several sittings just to do this damn chapter.


"Donatello, my son. May I sit with you?"

Donatello looked up through eyes blotted with tears. Splinter was standing over him, a look of soft compasion on his face. The young turtle nodded quietly, moving over slightly to give his father room to sit.

"Sensei, I'm sorry about my yelling..."

"Stop."

Donatello looked up at his father with a look of surprise.

"It is I who should apologize to you. I have pushed you children very hard these past few months. For that I am sorry."

"It's just so hard, sensei... Leo always does so good, in everything. It just isn't fair."

Splinter sighed slightly. "That is not a reason to lash out at him. He is your older brother, and you should show him respect."

Donatello hung his head. "But, whenever I see Leo do something, it makes me feel like I can't do it as well as he can..."

"I can assure you, that is not his intention. He wants nothing but the best for you and Raphael."

Donatello growled, turning his head away from his master. "Well, he should think about how it affects us. He never looks at anything from our point of view."

Splinter put his hand on his son's shoulder, gently. "Well, perhaps, you should look at things from his point of view."


Everyone hates me...

The young Leonardo sighed, trying to steady his hand as he brought his sword to his neck.

None of them understand me...

He had learned to read his master's old japanese books. He would commit seppuku. He would restore his honor through his own blade.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?"

Raphael stormed into the room, knocking the sword out of Leonardo's hand.

"Leave me alone, Raph! You wouldn't understand!"

Raphael fumed. "I wouldn't understand?! You were gonna kill yourself!"

Leonardo sighed, defeated. "See? I knew you wouldn't get it..."

Raphael growled, lifting his brother to his feet. "What don't I get? You were gonna stab youself. How hard is that?"

"I was going to restore my honor," Leonardo's eyes stared at the floor, avoiding Raphael's angry stare. "I shamed you and Donatello..."

"So?! That don't mean you hurt yourself!"

"...My existence upsets my brothers... No matter what I do, that won't change."

Raphael shook his head, anger fuming off of his face. "You're even dumber than I thought, Leo..."

"But,,," Leonardo could feel the tears pushing against the walls he had set for himself.

"You need to get over yourself, bro. Quit bein' a martyr..."

"But I'm not!" Years of self discipline caved in, and tears began to flow from the eldest turtle.Sobs that were years old flowed from Leonardo's eyes, and he dropped to his knees. "Raph... what do I do?"

Raphael looked at his older brother and shook his head. "If you can't help yourself, you can't help anyone... Pathetic..." The younger turtle turned around, walking out of his brother's room.

"Raph! Please, wait!"

But the words fell on deaf ears as Raphael walked out of the room, tuning out the sound of his older brother's cries.

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AN- I know this was REALLY short, but I think it got the point across. I just wanted to show the aftermath of Leonardo and Donatello's argument. I'll try my best to make the next chapter longer, as I have a few ideas as to where the story should go from here. Please leave your reviews, as your opinions matter quite a bit to me. I like to know what my readers are thinking.