Should I begin to apologize? I am truly sorry, I just keep saying that I won't take long to update and then buuum 1229384 days later I update, it's just that I had to move and I had to leave my computer and it was until now that I got my hands on a new one and….ugh it's just been a roller coaster, I cannot begin to tell how grateful I am with MissGRavedad for being so patient with me, I really appreciate it

Chapter 9

He opened the door of the kitchen and poked his head out, finding tons of kitchen utensils laying on the kitchen table.

Raphael had sent him some text messages after Casey had interrupted them, asking him to meet him at the kitchen a couple of hours before dinner.

"I will get rid of Casey in 20 minutes.

I will be waiting for you in the kitchen for our second date.

PS: I am prepared to claim that kiss you owe me".

He couldn't stop the grin forming on his face after reading that message. How could Raphael manage to captivate him like that in just one day?

Everything had started as a terrible vengeance towards his strongest brother to make him finish what he had started and left unfinished; and all thanks to alcohol and lust.

But now… now he just wanted to spend time with Raph and for Raph to keep treating him as good as he was doing now.

-Oh there you are- Raph peaked his head from behind a bunch of plates-. Do you have a watch close today?

Donatello blushed when he saw the intentions on his brothers face to make him mad. But in fact that only managed to make him feel guilty for arriving late to their first date.

-Mikey already prepared dinner- he said as he pointed towards a pair of pots on top of the stove- and I told everyone that you and I were in charge of the dessert, so let's get to work

-This is your idea for our second date? This is ridiculous! We don't even know how to cook.

-Of course not- Raph reaffirmed- But, do you remember the fruit dessert we tried the other? How about we try to recreate it to serve it after dinner? You are an expert on chemicals and magic potions, besides your excellent photographic memory; I'm sure you already know what we need or the recipe and how it looks.

Donatello put his mind to work without arguing his brother's proposal; If he was right, the dessert that Raphael was talking about was a creamy and sweet salad with different types of fruits, seeds and dehydrated fruit on top of a solid chocolate base that served as a bowl for the delicious dish.

Thinking of it; it didn't seem to be a very complicated recipe. Even some newbies in the kitchen like him and Raph could manage something as easy as that.

-Come- after seeing that Donnie was lost in his thoughts, surely trying to recreate the recipe, he took his hand and dragged him to the table, where he had managed to gather a couple of ingredients-. This is what I managed to get; it's all we have, so we'll have to work with this.

Donatello carefully studied each ingredient that Raph had found; a half-eaten chocolate bar, a couple of bags with different spices, a bag of oatmeal, two jars of sweet cream, fruit in syrup, some frozen candy, marshmallows and a couple of fresh veggies.

-Lettuce? - he asked-. What the hell does a lettuce have to do with a sweet dessert?

-You are the genius; why don't you find that out? - Raph answered.

Donatello rolled his eyes; this would definitely not look good.

…

He opened the oven to extract the aluminum mold that was on fire while Raphael shot the fire extinguisher to stop the smoke before it claimed the little kitchen.

When he felt that his hands where being frozen, Donatello dropped the mold, splattering the floor with a green brownish mixture that had been obtained as after the strange mixture of all the ingredients they had available for their dessert.

-Why did you throw it on the ground? You ruined the dessert Donnie- Raphael said rather annoyed

-I ruined it? - Donatello said offended- In first place…What makes you think that it was a good idea to bake a dessert that is clearly meant to be frozen? I really can't understand how you convinced me to do this; we are terrible cooks

-you don't say- Raphael answered sarcastically, while lightly kicked the bowl containing the failure of their so called dessert-. That's gross, I'm not eating this

-No one under their right mind would

-Now what are we going to tell the others? - he growled-. Everyone is expecting a dessert for dinner and we have nothing prepared. It's your fault Donnie! You are supposed to be the smart one but you can't even make a simple candy?!

Annoyed, Donatello slapped away Raph's finger that was pointing accusingly towards him and he then turned around and walked to get away from his red banded brother.

-Where do you think you're going? - Raph asked, watching him opening the door ready to leave

-Admit it Raphael. Your awesome plan for this date didn't work, its best that I leave before we end up fighting…again

He sighed heavily; he didn't want to leave without fixing things, but dinner was just a couple of minutes away and that would surely stress Raph even more, making his mood even harder to put up with. So for his own good, and for the good turn that their relationship was taking he decided to leave.

SQUISH!

He turned around quickly when he felt that small projectile, humid and sticky, land on the back of his head, staining his bandana when it started sliding down until it hit the ground.

He watched Raph's victorious smile as he showed him his right hand full of the mixture of their failed dessert

-What are you? Five years old? –he asked, getting dangerously close to his brother

-And you? A little girl that got her first kiss ruined? Grow up Donnie; you know that if you want to be with me you'll have to put up with hard situations and you'll know how to deal with my tantrums

But Donatello didn't change his angry face, he just simply stretched his hand to grab a handful of syrup peaches that where never used for the recipe, smearing them on Raph's face in a very unsubtle way; it had been more like a sticky slap.

-Are you talking about this? – he mocked, seeing his brothers mad face

Raphael started growling and Donnie immediately took a step back; he had awakened the beast inside his brother, so the more distance between them, the better

-Hold up Raph- he kept backing away when he saw the flames (literally) in his brother's eyes as he kept walking towards him-. We are even now, it's best to leave thigs like this or…

Raphael let out a scream that allowed Donnie to react, duking as soon as he saw his brother lunging at him with clear intentions of wanting to capture him. He ran as quickly as possible until he was far enough, going around the table so both ends putting enough distance between them.

-Wait until I get my hands on you! - Raph threatened

-No way! – he defended –if you do my bones will suffer the consequences.

With the intentions of keeping Raph away from him, Donatello grabbed a small leek and threw it to his brother's head, but Raph dodged the leek easily; that leek wasn't even a problem for a trained ninja.

Imitating his brother's tactic, Raph grabbed another handful of sweet fruits and threw them with all his strength, getting surprised with the slow reflexes of Donnie, thus the projectile hit home right between Don's nose and mouth with so much precision that he fell on the floor in less than a second.

Alarmed about what he probably caused, he ran to the other side of the table and kneeled beside Donnie to help him up.

-I think that fruit expired – he said, with a misplaced expression.

The blow had left him a little dizzy.

But far from getting worried, Raphael started laughing, covering his mouth when he saw Donnie straightening with difficulty.

-Don't laugh – he ordered

-You should have seen your face when the fruit hit ya', it was the funniest shit I've seen.

Donatello observed Raphael rather annoyed, he had no intentions of resisting that sweet victory, but when he tried standing up, he supported his hands in what he tough was part of the table, causing an avalanche of pots falling on top of him completely burring him on the ground.

Donnie watched every detail until the last pot fell down, splashing Raph's face with the chocolate before letting a small giggle escape him to the loud show of his brother.

Raphael, who was lying down under all the pots, raised his head observing his brother sitting in front of him covered in that dark thick substance.

Neither of them could take it anymore, they laughed as they looked at the mess they had turned each other in.

Everything had gone out of control; they were dirty, and the kitchen had traces of food and charcoal everywhere. Donatello got closer to the tower of pots to remove them from his brother as his brother's laughter died.

-Are you o…?

To his surprise, as soon as he took the last pot from his brother's chest, Raph stretched his arms to surround his neck and pull him closer, kissing him hard while his tongue tried to gain entry.

Donatello was frozen; he just wasn't expecting such a nice surprise in the form of a warm tongue making its way through his mouth.

Raph teased Dons mouth for a couple of seconds and then he released him, observing the confused expression on his brother's face, who seemed to be hypnotized by the small kiss he just received.

-That is for the kiss you owed me from yesterday…- he got closer again, noticing that Donatello wouldn't tear his eyes away from his wet lips.

That told him that Donnie wanted more, that he was not satisfied with just putting his tongue in and out for a couple of seconds.

-…and this is for today's date – he sealed lips once more with his brother, kissing him lightly, nipping away the dark chocolate that he had around his face.

Donatello felt his face burning when he felt that teasing tongue moving towards his cheek, slowly licking away a piece of chocolate, once Raph took care of it he sealed their lips together once more, adding a new flavor to their kiss.

It was exciting for both of them to fight for the small dollop of chocolate in their mouths making the kiss even more desperate, but when Donnie felt Raph's hands going from his neck to his hips, he lost his concentration allowing Raph to win the small dollop of chocolate.

He tore himself from his brother, but his agitated breathing gave him away; that kiss had been amazing, and by looking at Raph's face and by the force of his hands pulling their bodies closer he knew that Raph had enjoyed it too.

Donatello threw himself at his brother with clear intentions of stealing one more kiss, but the sound of the door opening made Raph jump to dodge Donnie's body.

-Hey guys do you need help? Dinner is in 30 minutes – Mikey asked, watching his brothers springing up from the floor like daisies.

Angry, Raphael grabbed a container that he found on his way and threw it at Mikey, who just ran away scared when he saw the rage in his brother's face.

-Damn I forgot about the dessert – he said, turning around to face Donnie, who was touching his lips staring at the abyss –Donnie?

Don't worry Raph – he answered, closing his eyes with calm – I have an emergency plan

Donatello made his way to one of the cabinets in the kitchen and pulled out a small clear package containing an orange powder to give it to his brother.

-Jelly- he said when he saw the confusion on his brother's face

Raphael smiled; they would have dessert for tonight after all

…

Dinner had gone without any problems besides the fact that no one seemed to be very fond of the strange flavor of the red fruit gelatin that Donatello and Raphael had prepared with so much effort.

"it took you so long to make this? " Mikey asked, a little disappointed by the surprise that the new cooks had promised

But Donatello didn't seem to mind that Casey and Leo where laughing at him, at Raph and their failed dessert, but nothing seemed to be able to ruin his good mood.

That had been the least of Raph's problems; he didn't care if everyone laughed at his dessert, thus the real war inside himself began when everyone left to their own rooms, he and Leo had to stay to clean the dojo; alone, in a room that was far away from everyone else, and with a million of possibilities crossing his mind every time his brother got tried to get close to him.

-Raph- Leo tried talking to him as he polished the wooden walls with brutal force-. We need to talk

But Raph didn't answer and he just pretended to dust the huge carpets of the dojo. Taking a pair of headphones with him to pretend that he couldn't hear Leo had been a great idea. He thought his brother would eventually stop trying to talk to him, but no, instead Leo grew more insistent making him feel really nervous and wanting to get a chance to run as far away as possible from the dojo.

Raphael hurried to clean the carpets, it was the last thing he needed to do; and just when he thought he would escape said talk with Leo, he felt his headphones being pulled of his head, finding Leo's worried gaze on him.

-Give 'em back – he ordered, trying to yank them from Leo's grasp

-We really need to talk – Leo answered

- Of course not! I don't need you to explain what you were doing with Mikey the other night; I know, believe me.

- I know that. What I want to make clear is that you need to be more careful with your actions. You know perfectly well that Mikey and I have a very active sex life, and I don't want to begin hiding it just because you can't get what a locked door means – Leo's gaze turned serious, it was a warning -. I want you to respect my privacy, just as I am willing to respect what you and Donnie chose to do when you're alone.

And then Leo's face softened, he gave Raph his headphones and then walked towards the showers without a word.

Raphael scanned the place with his eyes, and after making sure that his brother had completed his part, he placed the carpet back on its place and made his way to the showers, he chose the biggest bathroom in the lair to avoid sharing showers with Leo, he decided to sink in hot water for a while.

…

After tossing and moving around, listening to Casey's loud snoring, he stood up, desperate because the night was becoming unbearable. He threw a pillow to his friend, he had made the huge mistake to allow him to sleep on his hammock to show him his support; but he was really regretting that decision now.

He was having trouble sleeping, mainly because he was denying himself sleeping because he feared that his dreams would focus in the wonderful scenes of him and Leo getting down to business.

He noticed that the pillow hadn't even bothered Casey a bit, the teenager had a deep sleep, so he grabbed a blanket and decided to sleep on the couch, he really needed to sleep, the lack of it was starting to affect him.

But just when he left his room, he couldn't stop himself as he turned his gaze towards the old door a couple of feet from his room.

is he really asleep?, he asked himself, as he instinctively started walking towards his eldest brother's door.

He grabbed the handle, and felt surprised when he found out that it was unlocked.

His heart started beating faster as he quietly made his way inside the clean bedroom, hearing thousands of voices on his mind that told him not to continue with what he desperately wanted to do.

But just when he had all the intentions of closing the door behind him and locking it, the sight in front of him made him stop; Leo was indeed asleep, he was completely lost, his face was extremely relaxed. But that had not been what had stopped him, it had been the fact that, curled between Leo's arms was Mikey, enjoying sleep beside his lover.

That sight touched him, he didn't even hesitate leaving the room to leave them alone.

what the hell where you thinking Raphael? he scolded himself. Leo would never betray Mikey; he loves him to much

That's when his mind cleared out; trying to do something with Leo would end up hurting Mikey, and maybe he thought that his baby brother was an annoying brat that could only think on sweets and videogames, but he was his baby brother, and he never wanted to see him suffer.

Before he left, he observed Donnie's door with clear intentions of doing exactly what he had wanted to do a couple of seconds ago, but he immediately rejected the idea when he realized that his brother would never give him the chance to get in his bed just to act his twisted fantasy, that in fact, didn't even involve him.

Angry at his bad luck and for not getting a couple of snuggles that night, he wrapped himself in the blanket and made his way to the living room; maybe the couch wasn't a bad idea to spend the night at.

To be continued…

Author's notes

Raphael wants to be naughty but he can't (giggles)

I feel like this chapter was more like a feel in than anything, thus it was necessary to explain and leave behind Raph's and Don's second date, because just like they say; the third one is a charm.