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"What do you mean Michelangelo-san? Tea is a very delectable drink," Raph said. As Mikey just watched him with a gaping expression.

"Its jus' tha' I've neva'…eva'…seen ya drink tea…EVA'!" Mikey said. Raph looked at Mikey, not quite understanding what he meant. Raph sat next to Mikey on the couch while master Splinter went to his room to meditate.

"What are you watching?" Raph asked, trying to get the subject of conversation off of him. Plus, it was odd looking.

"It's a funny show 'bout…hey! Ya're tryin' ta change tha subject ain't ya?" Mikey asked, only partly understanding what Raph was trying to do.

"No, Michelangelo-san. Why would I do that?" Raph answered. Mikey didn't catch what Raph was doing.

"Oh, okay. Well…" Mikey said as he began to described the show and its plot to Raph, who let out of sigh of relief when Mikey had changed the subject without knowing it.

"I think that I am going to go to my room," Raph said after Mikey had finished a five minute description.

"Sure, see ya lata'!" Mikey called when Raph stood up.

"Goodbye Michelangelo-san," Raph said as he walked over to his room. He closed the door and walked inside. Raph looked around the room and didn't find anything interesting until he saw something sticking out from underneath his bed. Raph reached underneath it and pulled out a bag. He opened in and pulled everything out of it. The one thin that seemed to catch his eye was a sketch. Raph touched it and a memory played before his eyes. He remembered drawing out a sketch after arguing with Leo. He had just punched the hole in his wall and he got a piece of paper and started to draw dead, mutilated bodies. It felt like a headache was taking over so Raph let go of the sketch. After the headache dissipated, Raph picked up the sketch and went to Donnie's room. He lightly knocked on the door.

"Come in," Donnie answered from the other side. Raph opened the door and closed it as he walked inside. "Hi Raph."

"Hello Donatello-san," Raph said. Donnie looked up from his invention to see what Raph had come to visit him about.

"What do you have there?" Donnie asked once he was the old-looking piece of paper in Raph's hand.

"I believe that this drawing has helped me regain some memories," Raph said as he passed the piece of old paper to Donnie. Donnie took it, but once his eyes looked at what was drawn on it, a chill ran down his spine and everything in him felt like it froze.

"Can you tell me what you remembered?" Donnie asked, getting a sense of anger, pain, and anguish radiating from the tones. Raph told him about the hole in his wall, the fight and how he found it in a bag underneath his bed. "Is that all?"

"Yes," Raph said as Donnie asked if he could show the piece of paper to their other brothers and father. Donnie just then realized how little they knew about their brother right then. Donnie wrote down the sketch on the list.

"Well, I'm going to go show this to the others, do you want to come with me?" Donnie asked as he and Raph stood up.

"No, I believe that I really need to rest," Raph replied. They parted in their paths, and Donnie was trying to think of ways to tell the others about this.

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