Safe
He always felt safe in Raphael's hands. Big, powerful hands, lined with the scars of his life, able to defend and protect, brutal and soft. Even when they were rough with him; pushing him out of the way in battle, or clutching his throat as they rammed him against a wall, he knew Raph's hands would never hurt him, would always keep him safe.
Picking up the spoon again, lifting the soup to Raphael's lips, as his brother's hands were too broken and weak to do it himself, Leonardo sighed and pinched the bridge of his beak; thin tendrils of dread wrapped icily around his soul.
He didn't feel safe anymore.
A/N: Because I could. Golly gosh I miss writing ... so hopefully expect some decent one shots in the not too distant future. What's your take on the new TMNT movie? It doesn't come here for another month and I'm dying to see it ... if for no other reason than to be as disappointed as the rest of you. Are you going to see it? Have you seen it? Do you think it's canon? Will you incorporate it in your fics? Very interested to know, tell me in your reviews.
Sooo ... rant, rave, review ... all that wonderful good stuff!
