Mistake

Michelangelo growled to himself and tossed a windy swirling ball at Raphael. He jumped back and attacked once he deemed his brother to be a little disorientated. Maybe he'd stop acting so high-and-mighty now. "Come on bro, what happened to your attacks? You're getting weak."

Raphael answered the windy ball with his fireball and both attacks grew. The wind was being cancelled out by the fireball, making it consume it all. The fireball turned into a size of a volley ball and attacked Mikey. He dodged the best he could, but the ball kept following. The wind was from his ki – that meant that the ball knew where he was going to go and where he was going to hit. Hopefully, if he made it aim at Raphael, the attack would be diminished.

Raphael smirked at his brother, "What happened to my attacks? What happened to yours?!" he snickered and made the fireball dance as it followed Mikey, nipping and swirling around the ki.

Mikey let out the highest scream and decided to at he should at least make the fireball go towards Raph. Since it was following him, why not try to make it go to him? He ran around the training room, pretending that he didn't know how to get rid of it, before heading straight towards Raph. A victory smirk crossing his lips, 'I'm gonna win.' He sang.

Matt bit her lip and folded her arms, "How did we meet?" She repeated, "I decided to crash here once because I didn't want to be in the apartment anymore. We used to do that, randomly crash here or at the Lighting Force if we didn't feel like sharing the apartment." She sighed, bringing her hair up in a mock ponytail. "Well, I brought Loki here, gave him to Ella and decided to crash in one of the spare rooms." She shrugged, "We didn't really talk, because back then I wasn't much of a…hyper person. I was more……quiet and withdrawn." She shrugged, "So it was pretty much me listening to Ella while she tried to probe me with conversations."

Raph smirked right back, easily recognizing it because he had done it himself. He waited until Mikey was close enough, and just as he was going to jump, the fire-user ducked back onto his back and while Michelangelo was in the air he clipped him in the chin as he was in momentum for a back-flip.

"Damn it!" Mikey swore to himself as he stumbled and crashed into the ground. He picked himself up and literally had to run twice as fast since the ball was right behind him. If he had stalled for even a second, the ball would have got him. He knew that no matter how much Raph cared about him, he was going to get severely burned. However, he managed to put that away in his mind. He wanted to have fun.

"Look who has the upper-hand now!" Raph taunted, "How does it feel, Oh Powerful Battle Nexus Champion?"

"Did it work?" Lily asked, "The probing?"

"It did." Matt nodded. "At first I got more withdrawn and I started to try to avoid her. I was…" She sighed, "Scared. Being judged...it happens. I had more of my fair-share of...attacks." She shook her head, "It took her a few weeks of constant probing and never giving up until I told her what I was, and I what I longed to be. She…" She laughed. "Found it 'fascinating' in her own words."

Matt looked at Lily, "She told me that there were other people in her village that were like that. I started opening up more afterwards. She helped me. A lot," She sighed. "And accepted me… Something I…thought I'd never get. Even though Rae and Andy accepted, I already knew they would. But to have someone I just met accept me…it touched my heart as girlish and gay as that completely sounds."

"Shut up." Mikey screamed at Raph as he tried to get away. The fireball was practically getting bigger. He didn't dare try any wind attacks, but it was being drawn to him because the wind was all around him. He knew that, because Nao taught him, 'Damn it, what do I do? I can't forfeit…'

"That's fantastic, Matt!" Lily grinned and hugged her.

Don shook his head and replied, "It wasn't gay, Matt. It was being honest." Matt chuckled as she hugged Lily back. "Yeah," She nodded. "I know, still." She shrugged and let the cat-girl go as she watched Don's eyes narrow subconsciously about touching his girl.

"Don, this is Matt, you don't need to do that," Lily giggled seeing his reaction and patted Matt's shoulder, "Come on, let's get some breakfast."

"Alright that sounds good." Matt agreed. She looked over at the training room. "Um...should we stop them or something? I don't like that sadistic smile on Raph's face at all."

"I think that we—" Don began and turned toward the training room to realize that there was something wrong. Raph…Mikey…the training was out of hand and neither of them realized it.

Raphael smirked as he watched his bother run, "What's the matter? Too chicken to admit it?" he laughed. That's when he realized the hot smoke the fireball had made by Mikey running around. Smaller fireballs formed in the air where it was hotter and grew with the swirl of Wind.

Then, he felt his body shiver violently and pulse. His eyes widened as his fireball zipped up into the air and down right in front of Michelangelo. The Earth ripped open and a fault came up right between Mikey's legs. Steam came up, and his heart skipped a frightened beat.

Mikey couldn't dodge it this time. He stumbled and there was a loud yell. He could feel the heat all around him, scalding his skin. The yell turned into a high-pitched scream.

"Leo, Mikey!" Brianna's voice came from the kitchen since it had a window that looked into the training room. Lily's voice rang at the same time as hers, but only she yelled Don's name.

Leo and Don both summoned up the water that was in the air and drenched the fire that happened in the training room. Don quickly got to Mikey and gasped at the burns that he had obtained.

Leo got to Raphael and drenched him for two reasons. 1) To wake him up from his mistake and 2) just in case he got burned somehow. "You okay?" He asked Raph.

Don looked at the burns, and bit his lip. The burns looked like they were second-degree.

"I…I…I don't know, Leo," Raphael said shakily, "That…that was just like last time," he whispered, "It got out of control again, I couldn't stop it…" Not caring about himself he stumbled toward Donatello, "Donny…Donny, Donny, tell me what I did to him…" he pleaded.

Donnie bit his lip. The burns were really bad. Mikey was very, very lucky that they weren't too severe. "It's bad, Raph." He finally replied. "I need a first-aid kit, so I can patch him up."

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" a very, very, extremely pissed off female voice screamed, though her voice was laced with pain. It was like she was trying to hide it with anger.

"Nao…" Donny looked over to see Nao standing there. She was shaking, no color in her skin…like she was in pain. 'She felt Mikey's pain…' "It was just an accident Nao." He told her, "A bad one. I need a first-aid kit, or you can heal him without trying to hurt him. Either way, I want to help him or he needs it now."

"I'll heal him," Nao said her voice clipped. She looked at them and saw the guilty look on Raphael's face. She glared at him, knowing he was the one who did this, and then knelt down across from Donatello. She placed her hands on Michelangelo's chest and a golden-orange glow coated his entire body.

"It wasn't your fault, Raph." Leo murmured to him. "Powers do get out of control sometimes." He placed a hand at his shoulder, but knew it wouldn't be much comfort.

"Yeah, but I hurt him, Leo," Raph said, his voice filled with anguish; "I really, really hurt him. I almost hurt you that one time, but you somehow made it disappear. Mikey didn't have that advantage."

Leo bit his lip, knowing that what Raph said was true. "But it wasn't your fault." He empathized. "Come on," He gently started pushing him out of the training room. "Let Nao heal Mikey and maybe you should ask Sam on how to control fire easier so this won't happen again."

"Okay…" Raph said, still dazed. He looked around and tried to find the fire-user.

Rachel carefully moved to get to Raphael's side. Her arm wrapped around his waist and her other hand rested on his shoulder. "Not now," She murmured to both him and Leo. "Just…not now…Come on; let's give Nao some room to work." She gently coaxed him into walking into the private den, knowing that he would want to be close. She remembered feeling his heart skip, and the guilt that was swallowing him.

Silently, she gently made him sit on the couch, and she took the seat next to him. She wasn't used to giving the comfort, but she knew that she was going to do her damned hardest. She brought him close and just held him. "It's okay," She murmured to him. "I can't say that everything will be, but Mikey will be. Physically, anyway…"

Raph trembled, trying to figure out what to do, but then once he rested his head on her shoulder the tears overflowed, "I just…wanted him to stop…I just wanted Mikey to stop with the 'Battle Nexus Champion' chant and brag. He never...seems to see how much it hurts, though I am proud of him. I loved the fact…he won the fucking tournament…but it got to be too much…"

She adjusted herself to support the weight and to let them get more comfortable with the change of position. She gently started rubbing his back and occasionally reached to stroke his hair and back down again. "You got mad." She murmured. "And very hurt." She once more adjusted herself to bring him closer to her. "It was just an accident Raph." She murmured softly, "I know he'll forgive you. If you tell him that the bragging is hurtful, I'm sure he'll stop. I don't think he sees that. He just thought…he was being fun, and you were playing along."

"I know…" Raphael murmured, "I didn't mean to hurt him, Rae…" he buried his face deeper into her shoulder, her scent calming him a bit, "I lost it…I lost control and I would have hurt him worse, if not killed him, if Don and Leo hadn't jumped in...I owe them somethin', I'll figure out what later…" he mused softly, resting his head on her chest like she was a pillow.

She gently continued her hand idly played with a strand of his hair while she petted. "He's not dead, nor was he severely injured. The burns…were pretty bad I won't lie…but…at least he's breathing and the burns can be easily healed." Her hand trailed from his hair and to his back, "You owing Leo something? I never though I'd see the day." She shook her head, 'Idiot, that was such the wrong thing to say…' She thought to herself. "I'm sorry." She murmured, "But I'm sure you'll figure something out…you always do in the end."

"Yeah…" Raph murmured and nuzzled his face in her chest, feeling tired. All that power had drained him. "I wonder how he's doing…"

"Geez…" A voice replied through the doorway. "I knew it made you mad, but not that much." Mikey walked through and gently shut the door. "Go any deeper into Rae's chest and you might suffocate and she can barely breathe as it is. You're pretty heavy. I think I pulled a few muscles back when we were wrestling."

Raphael's head snapped up and he looked in the direction of the oh-so-familiar voice. He jumped up and tackled his little brother, breathing a sigh and then a laugh of relief, "Mikey!!! You're ok!"

"Ouch…I think I met the floor enough times for today." Mikey muttered, but hugged Raph anyway. "Of coarse I'm okay, as if your Fire had any bite to it."

"Don't fight, neither of you." Rae sighed, "We had enough of that to last us a while."

Raph hugged Mikey like he was his favorite stuffed animal or something, "I don't care. I'm so happy you're ok!!!!"

"Yes, I'm happy that you're not drowning in sorrow either." Mikey replied, wincing, "Now please ease up on the squeezing bro, I wasn't kidding when I said that you were heavy."

"Gomen!" Raphael loosened up as he helped his brother up, but still kept an arm around him.

Mikey smirked over at Raph, "I bet that you couldn't do it again." Rachel groaned placing a hand at her forehead; she just knew Mikey wouldn't know when to stop. "Those flames didn't even hurt. Not a bit. You went easy on me." He accused teasingly at Raph.

Raphael slapped his brother over the head, hard, "Stop."

"Sorry." Mikey replied, "So…" He paused in his words. "That whole bragging thing really hurt you more than it did the ego huh?" He didn't know, how could he have known that Raph wasn't jealous, but actually had been hurt by the taunts of it? "I didn't know, you never told me…so I assumed that you were just licking wounds."

"Hey, I didn't and still have a hard time saying something like that, Mikey," Raph ruffled Michelangelo's hair, "You haven't done it since I turned human, so I didn't think to say anything. I've sort of forgot about it. It hurt more than it had back then, and I tried to mention something, anything, but you kept going…"

"I guess I misheard or something," Mikey shrugged. "Well, I won't dangle it in your face anymore. But mentioning it? You cannot stop that from happening." He grinned. He knew that Raph understood that he was going to stop bragging, but mentioning it in stories or something was always going to happen. There were always people that were curious about it after all.

"I can handle that," Raphael grinned, "Thank you, bro," he hugged him gently.

"Anytime…Now, should I leave so you can get back to whatever you were doing to Rae?" He asked. Rachel threw a pillow at him and he easily caught it laughing.

Raph swiped it from him and hit him with it, "Take that. No, I'm hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet today," he said hitting him again playfully.

Rachel laughed, "I'll see if Lily or anyone needs help in the kitchen." She got out of the den after she finished her sentence. Mikey watched her leave and looked at Raph, "Should we go and show everyone that the brothers made up and are so very lovey-dovey?" He teased.

"Yes, let's," Raph smirked and hit him with the pillow. He started chasing him out to the living room where most were seated, laughing all the while.