Disclaimer & Warnings:
I do not own the Turtles, as much as I would love to.
*This chapter contains turtlecest.*
Chapter Twelve
Mikey moodily pushed his food around on his plate. "He's not coming down, is he?"
"I doubt it," Don said, shrugging.
"Knowin' him, he'll exile himself in there all day," Raph snorted.
Mikey frowned. "I wish he wouldn't."
"You know Leo," Donnie said, poking at Mikey's plate to encourage him to eat. "If he thinks he's made a mistake, he agonizes over committing it to memory so he won't repeat it. Then he has to shove apart the mountain of guilt he's piled on himself before he can function."
"Ugh," Mikey sighed. "You're right. Why do I like him so much?"
"Beats me," Raph sniggered, then dodged a punch.
Donnie smiled. "Because, Mikey, you bring out the best in him."
"I- I do?" Mikey asked, eyes shining.
"Of course. I was even remarking to Raph how relaxed and happy Leo seemed this last week. I haven't seen him like that for a good year or two."
Raphael nodded in agreement, then laughed when Mikey ducked his head in embarrassment, flushing. "Geez, Mikey, you got it bad, huh?"
Mikey looked back and forth between them before replying. "I do. I… I have for years."
"No time like the present," Donnie said, patting his shoulder affectionately.
"You're right." Mikey tilted his head, thinking, then stood and raced in the kitchen. Donnie and Raph gave each other blank stares until Mikey returned with a plate of food. "I'm gonna give this to him. He needs to at least eat lunch."
"I'll do it, Mikey," Donnie offered, but Mikey shook his head.
"Nope. Thanks." He sprinted toward the stairs, delicately balancing the plate on his head.
Raphael waited until he was out of sight, then jabbed a thumb in Mikey's direction. "That's why I was sick las' nigh'."
"Mikey talked to you?"
"No. I saw them, uh, kissing on the couch."
Donnie covered his mouth, trying to not laugh too loudly, and Raph glared at him.
"Laugh it up," he said irritably. "It was… It was-,"
"I know, Raph. I understand. I wasn't laughing at you; just imaging seeing that."
"Stick around; apparently it's gonna be a common show," Raph said, smiling himself.
"Should prove interesting," Donnie replied, still chuckling. He stood to put the dishes away, but Raph's hand shot out, grabbing his arm.
"That's all yer gonna eat?" he said, frowning.
"Yes," Donnie said, puzzled.
"Wrong answer. Sit an' eat."
Donnie rolled his eyes but obeyed.
Leonardo wasn't surprised at the knock on his door, but he was astonished it was Mikey who stepped in his room.
"Shouldn't skip lunch," Mikey said quietly, setting the plate gently on the dresser nearby.
"Thank you," Leo nearly whispered.
Mikey stood by the door, arms crossed as he studied Leo. "You just gonna sulk in here all day?"
"I rather thought I would, yes," Leo said, unable to hide a small smile.
"Leo, it's… it's not healthy," Mikey said, sounding irritated. "You need to come downstairs."
"What I need to do is give you the eloquent apology you deserve," Leo replied gently. "But for now, 'I'm sorry' will have to do. If you'll accept it."
Mikey sighed, moving to flop on the bed in front of him. "Of course I do, Leo. It's okay. I can understand even if I'm upset about it."
"Mikey, can I ask you a question?"
"You can ask, but I may not answer," Mikey said coyly.
"What did you have in mind when you asked that this morning?" Leo held his breath, watching Mikey closely. His brother was an excellent actor, and Leo wanted to be sure he was speaking the truth.
Mikey shrugged, trying to appear casual, but his eyes were wide and eager. "Just what I said, Leo. Like this." He reached up, resting his hand on Leo's shoulder before sliding it softly down his muscled arm, caressing gently with his fingers.
"Oh," was all Leo could say, suppressing a quiver of pleasure.
"Why?" Mikey leaned forward slightly, the coy smile still on his face. "What did you have in mind?"
"Um." Leo rarely found himself at a loss for words, but he didn't want to detail what his mind had conjured that morning.
"Well?" Mikey demanded, running his hand back up Leo's arm, his smile widening when he felt Leo relax into the gesture.
"More than that," Leo admitted. "Mike, I need time to- to think about this."
"Fine," Mikey pouted, sensing he'd get nothing further from his brother.
Leo watched him hunch his shoulders as he stood and walked out. He ran a shaky hand over his face, sighing deeply before shifting to reach for the plate.
He froze as his door swung open and Mikey ran back in, launching himself at Leo and shoving him onto his back.
"Mike- what-,"
Mikey gripped his face as he melted against Leo's chest, urgently pressing his lips to his brother's. Leo gave one more muffled protest, then fell silent as he felt Mikey's hands roam down the sides of his neck and shoulders to massage his biceps. Mikey's tongue dragged across Leo's almost lazily, a contrast to his strong grip.
Just as quickly as he'd attacked him, Mikey rolled off Leo and ran back to the door, pausing to eye a breathless Leo.
"Think about that, too," Mikey grinned, then slammed the door shut.
Leo stared blankly at the wall, his fingers reaching up to wander across his tingling lips. He felt himself smile.
[Author's Note]
Sorry, short chapter. :/ But you know what that means- another chapter should be up shortly. xD Sometimes how I want to break them up makes one shorter than normal.
Amalia Janeway: Thank you again for your thoughts! You've helped me so much, and not just now. :3
monika: Yeah, I was a bit of a speed-writing demon last night. o.o I melt too! Trust me, RaphxDon is coming… Just… not yet. (Don't tell Leo or Mikey, but I like to save the best for last!)
Saya the Awesome Ninja Cat: *giggles* You so know Mikey would duck when Leo gets his lecture tone going! He's on the receiving end too much. :P Yeah, Donnie is finding all of this just hilarious to watch. He's a bit evil that way- drama is GREAT as long as it doesn't involve him. Oh, I heard the 'long-tailed cat' ditty from when I was young. I live in the deep South in the U.S., and I've heard old Southerners say it while I was growing up. I assumed it was a Southern saying, but I honestly have no clue. I LOVE it, though! lol
