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Leonardo brushed the stray tears that ran down Donatello's face as they sat at the table in the kitchen, "I broke my promise."
He felt incredibly stupid; he couldn't believe that this promise couldn't be exactly kept. The man was insane, obsessive. Of coarse he's been described like that when it comes to training, subtracting the insane. He smiled softly as Donatello leaned into him, eyes staring blankly ahead, not looking at anything or anyone.
The man was in the living room…
Michelangelo had called telling them that they were on their way over there. What surprised him was when Raphael came on, pleading to speak to Donatello. He sounded hurt, he sounded like he was about to cry.
Raphael hardly ever cries. He remembered how he was told how his hotheaded brother reacted after being attacked so severely by the Shredder, but that was nearly a year ago.
He found his eyes staring at Donatello's bruised jaw, "Don…say something."
Donatello stayed silent, taking in a shaky breathe.
"Donatello, please, speak to me," Leonardo begged.
He loved Donatello with all his heart…he couldn't stand to see him so lost, so confused.
As he exhaled, Donatello muttered something, his eyes closing.
Cupping his cheek, Leonardo pulled Donatello away, staring deep into Donatello's dark eyes, "What did you say?"
Donatello bit his lip, casting his eyes downward towards Leonardo's lips, his voice barely a whisper, "I love you."
Leonardo leaned in giving the younger turtle a small peck on the lips, "I love you, too."
Knowing that at this time of day, traffic would slow everything down, plus packing for April, Casey, and Angel to stay with all of them for a week. Leonardo stood up, grabbing Donatello by the arm, "I'm going to call Master Splinter, telling him that we've decided to go on a camping trip to help with our training."
Donatello nodded slightly.
Leonardo found his mouth twitching upwards, "We'll be training…and maybe more, if you want to."
He glanced at Donatello, a small smile on his lips. Donatello needed this…he was still nervous about the fact that Raphael and Angel were coming like they did earlier that day.
Picking up the phone, Leonardo began dialing, holding the phone to his ear he waited.
"Hello?"
"Hey Mike. May I talk to Master Splinter?"
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It only to half an hour for them to pack the two bags, one with food, and the other with the supplies; after deciding to leave their 'guest' where he was, and Master Splinter and the others knew where he was…
Tied and gagged on a wooden chair, watching an episode of 'Barney' repetitively until his mind was corrupted by the righteousness of the purple dinosaur.
Leonardo grinned, glancing at Donatello, walking in a direction that no one in their family had gone to find an area to camp. Leonardo had found this small clearing months before for meditating whenever things got at Casey's grandmother's farm house became to hectic, especially with a brothers like Raphael and Michelangelo around.
It was a fair distance away, but it wasn't a day's hike to reach it, it took about an hour to an hour and a half, he hadn't been up there in awhile, but he knew exactly where it was.
"Leo…are you sure you know where we're going?" Donatello suddenly asked, rushing to walk beside him.
Leo smiled nodding, "Don't worry Don; I'd never lead you to a dead end."
Don nodded a bit, making Leonardo reach out and touch one of his arms, rubbing it gently. After all the events of that day, he wouldn't expect Donatello to be so tense.
Thinking a bit, he grinned; I'm going to change all of that.
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Leonardo set his bag down, taking in the surroundings. He couldn't help but smirk when Donatello's bag hit the ground with a loud thud, and breathed out, "Wow."
"It's beautiful isn't it?" Leonardo stated, glancing at Donatello, sending him a lopsided grin.
Endless, clear blue sky went out for miles over the small clearing. The soft sound of a babbling stream cut through the center of the clearing, three large boulders sat at one part, small enough to clime on. One of the best places for meditation; the scent of pine tickled Donatello's nose as he realized that Leonardo been here multiple times before, seeing the small area for a campfire near the stream.
"So this is where you went on those three day trips?" Donatello murmured.
Leonardo grinned, glancing at Donatello, "What are you waiting for? Let's set up camp so we can have a bit of fun before training."
Oh the fun we'll have…
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