This is a painfully short chapter. But I want to thank all of you for your reviews so far - they are greatly appreciated!
Thanks to Raph's No. 1 Girl and Mike11!
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"It's not fair!" Mikey growled angrily, throwing a punch at the swinging bag before him. All over the filled cloth were patches from swords, sais and anything else that got thrown its way. Like fists.
The bag rocked, swinging dizzily back and forth as the youngest turtle set it upon himself to make the bag pay.
For what?
He really wasn't sure but somebody had to take the blame.
"AHHH!" he screamed as he let loose another deadly punch that almost sent the bag off the hook it was currently swinging intensely on.
This wasn't fair.
Punch.
They saved Raph's life; they healed him -
Punch.
And he goes and runs away again.
Punch, Punch.
And what does he do after they saved his butt again?
Punch, Punch, Punch.
He up and announces that he's leaving…. again!
"Ya okay in there bro?"
Mikey paused in mid swing, shooting a glance over his shoulder. He really didn't understand why he bothered to look; the annoying squeak of the wheels as they rolled across the stone and heavy breathing of the wheeler told him who it was.
"Why do you care?" he growled softly as he sent another punch in the poor bag's direction. He heard the heavy sigh of his brother and a smirk played on his face. Why did he care how he was feeling? He was just going to leave…
"Mikey, man, you're my little bro." Raph wheeled into the room and in front of the frustrated orange wearing ninja. "I do care."
"Sure ya do." Mikey snorted sarcastically. "That's why you're gonna up and leave us," Mikey hit it again and Raph secretly admired the strength behind each punch. "Like you did the first time and you're not gonna come back."
"I'll visit you guys." Raph protested.
"Sure," Mikey growled, whirling around to face him. "What, every five or six years? Or whenever you get around to it?"
Raph was silent as he listened to his babbling. This was why he'd left.
"Mikey, bro just stop and listen to me for a sec." Mikey paused, scowling angrily as he waited for Raph to talk so he could go on. He still had to finish his speech.
"K, bro do you still have that letter I wrote to you; before I left?"
"Yes."
"Do you remember what it said?"
Mikey hesitated. "Yes."
"No matter what Mikey, no matter how far I'm away, or how long I'm gone, you and me as brothers will always stay the same. Always."
Mikey sighed, lowering his bruised hands. He loved Raph would every ounce of himself and would die for him without a second thought but right now he could think of every other place he'd rather be than here with Raph. He turned away, squaring his shoulders. "You're willing to walk out on everything you are: a ninja, a part of this family, a friend, and a brother. You say all of that means everything to you…you say you still love us." He shot a death glare over his shoulder. "You're no better than the Shredder." He hissed, instantly regretting the words. But there was no going back. "He claims to be a ninja, but in order to be that you must have honor. He is nothing but a lie…what does that make you then…brother?"
Raph's shoulders slumped. He'd never ever expect Mikey to compare him to Shredder. That was like being compared to the devil himself.
"I'm sorry Mikey." He murmured as he turned and left the room.
Suri was leaning against the doorframe, her slim build and dark clothing and hair blending her with the shadows. Her blue eyes gleamed.
This was going to perfect and soon…it would all be complete.
The action is far from over! Please review and let me know what you think.
~raphfreak