Yay! Second chap!
Yes, I do realize that this is going to be a hard story to write, but I'm gonna give this a chance! *grins* I'm glad so many ppl like this story and to know that I'm not the only TMNT slash fan around! *giggles*
I ask that if I do start making this 'fluffy' that you tell me and I can try again, 'cause we all know that Raph is that macho type while Donny is a bit more on the timid side. I'm hoping that I'm keeping all the characters in character as well. I'm still working on it!
If I offended anyone on that one part in the chap where Don almost got caught and you wish that I heighten the rating, I most certainly will. I don't wish to make someone uncomfortable.
As for that fact that they probably aren't related, I guess you could make up you're own imagination if the two are brothers or not.
One last thing, if anyone has any good setup ideas, email them to me! I've never in my life set anyone up, so I'm a bit stuck here! Help is much appreciated and I will give you credit for the idea.
Well, anyway, enough of my jabbering. On with the chap!
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'Impossible Love'
Summary: Is it possible for a mechanic and a warrior to fall in love? Donny thinks so. But with Mikey and April on the case... yeah, I'd say impossible...
Warnings! This is a slash/yaoi story. For those that don't know, that means that this story contains male/male relations.
Disclaimer: I don't own the turtles or any related characters. Lance and the story line is the only thing that I own here.
~Chapter 2~
His hands rested on the keyboard, the glowing computer screen in front of him. His eyes were not on the monitor, though. Instead, they rested on the swiftly moving figure across the room, following the constant flow of punches and kicks... The buzz from his computer brought him back to reality and he went back to his online friend.
:smartazzidgit: Yo, Don! U there?
:super_tech01: Yeah. sorry Lance
:smartazzidgit: its ok. what u doin
:smartazzidgit: checkin out Raph or whatever his name is?
Don blushed before typing a reply.
:super_tech01: Yeah. How u no? :"
:smartazzidgit: *grins* hey, I bes smart 2 u no :P
:super_tech01: lol ur a nut! :D
:smartazzidgit: course. what u expect from me?
:super_tech01: want me to be technical or specific?
:smartazzidgit: that was a rhetorical question
:super_tech01: what u doing 2nite?
:smartazzidgit: probably got out later, get a few drinks, check out babes
:smartazzidgit: wanna meet up?
:super_tech01: sure what time
:smartazzidgit: 11:30 good?
Donny checked the clock, which read 9:25. Two hours from now... perfect!
:super_tech01: sounds great. Calvern's?
:smartazzidgit: as long as we dont stay. I dun like the place
:smartazzidgit: plz dont 4get ur bo this time...
:super_tech01: i no. we can go from ther after we meet.
:super_tech01: don't worry, I won't Not after last time. I learned my lesson of leaving my bo!
:smartazzidgit: lol! k, great! :)
Mikey entered the lair then, carrying two boxes of pizza. Don turned back to the computer.
:super_tech01: G2G Mike's back w/ dinner & if I dont get off now, he's gonna come bug me *rolls eyes*
:smartazzidgit: LOL k, man. cu @ 11:30
:super_tech01: *grins* u bet! lat!
:super_tech01 has signed off:
Don closed the window just in time to avoid Mikey's nosey beak.
"Hey, bro. Who you talking to?"
"No one, Mike. Dinner ready?"
Michelangelo nodded, "I came to get you. C'mon!"
Donny smiled slightly as his brother grabbed his elbow and dragged him to the kitchen. About ten minutes into the quiet dinner, Splinter, of course, eating his desired sushi, Donny spoke up.
"Master Splinter?"
"Yes, Donatello?" the two questions gathered the attention of Leo, Raph, and Mike.
"I though you'd like to know that I was going out tonight..."
"Oh..?" Splinter gazed at his son, curious as to where and why Donatello was going topside.
"Yessir. I was going to meet up with a friend of mine..."
Leo looked like he wanted to say something, but decided to keep his beak shut and see what Splinter had to say to this.
"A friend?"
"Yeah... You don't know him, but I met him a couple years ago, and well..." Don scratched the back of his neck, finding the tabletop quite interesting.
"Donatello..." Splinter began, trying to chose his words carefully, "I'm not sure if I approve of you being out alone at this hour, or if I approve of this friend of yours, but..." Don raised his eyes to look at the aged rat, "but if you feel you can trust him, you may go, on the behalf that you are careful."
Don brightened, smiling, "I'll be careful. Thank you, sensei!"
With that, he jumped up, grabbing his last slice of pizza from him plate, and ran out of the kitchen to his room.
Leonardo looked after his brother for a few seconds before speaking up, "Sensei...? Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"Leonardo, if your brother feels he can trust this friend of hi, then I have no objections to let them continue their friendship."
Leo nodded and lowered his gaze to carefully study the table, eyeing the bread crumbs accusingly.
Where did Donny meet this person at...? he thought quietly.
Rapheal was thinking along the same lines, knowing Donny mostly kept to himself, except for that computer of his. Not that his minded his brother having a friend. Raph encouraged it, actually. His younger brother needed someone to love, preferably no one like himself. He'd already tried to hurt Mikey, he didn't want the same to happen to Don...
Wait... where the hell are these thoughts coming from? Raph shook his head to clear it. He had to admit, he'd been thinking more about Donny for the past couple months, and not about things brothers should be thinking about each other, either.
"'scuse me, Splinta'..." he muttered, standing.
Mike, Leo, and Splinter watched him stride out the door, leaving his dinner behind. Mikey, knowing Rapheal wouldn't be coming back anytime soon, grinned and grabbed the pizza off Raph's plate, happily chowing down.
When Donny left at 11, he didn't realize he was being followed. He shrugged his coat on as he walked, double-checking his bo on his back. He didn't want a repeat of that one time Lance and himself met up. They had been at a secluded place at the park, planning on playing a few games of basket ball...
~Flashback~
Don grinned, dribbling the basketball before tossing it to his friend. The dark skinned, brown eyed boy caught the ball then idly tossed it into the basket.
"It's good to be outside," Lance stated, picking the ball back up from where is rebounded back to his feet.
Donny agreed, watching Lance spin the ball on his fingers, "Tell me about it. I hate being cooped up in the lair all the time."
Lance chuckled and replied jokingly, "I'd hate to be you."
"Yeah, you would. I doubt you'd want to have three brothers. Especially when they expect you to fix everything they break."
Donny grabbed the ball, circled around the human then put the ball in the ring with a single jump. Lance frowned with his hands on his hips. Donatello grinned.
"5 to 4"
Laughter broke out that was heard throughout the park as Lance ran at him. Not far away, a gang sat idly in wait for someone to mug. The leader cocked his head to the side at hearing the laughter nearby, a tattoo of a purple dragon showing on his shoulder. A grin crossed his lips.
"Let's go, Dragons," he ordered, leading the way to the sounds...
~End Flashback~
Donny ran a finger along the abnormally long and deep scar down his arm through his coat then across the one on he side of his neck. He'd pushed Lance to the side and stood in front of his. He had left his bo at home, thinking he didn't need it. After that fight, when Lance saw all of the blood running across Don's skin, he'd freaked. He hadn't the clue as to what to do and didn't know a thing about first aid.
Don never went home that night. Lance insisted that he come to his apartment, which was closer. It wasn't until noon the next day he came home, arm bandaged tightly and in a sling while the neck wound had been untidily, yet, successfully sewn up. Splinter punished him, banded him from leaving the lair for two weeks and gave him extra hours of practice after his injuries were healed.
Don paused at the ladder leading up and straightened his fedora and coat. The figure watching him waited for a moment after he was out of site before following. A thick hand pushed aside the manhole cover silently, eyes watching Donatello's coat clad form disappear around the corner of the dark alleyway. He climbed out of the manhole and pulled the cover back over the gapping hole, a pair of bandanna tail flittering in the slight breeze made by passing vehicles. The fire escape made the perfect way to get above and he disappeared over the rooftop, having every intention of following the disguised turtles below.
Don looked up at the building in front of him. It was a bit trashed, graffiti painted over the walls, loud music echoing from inside, accompanied by the old broken bottles and cans littering the property. He checked his watch to confirm he was ten minutes early and sat down on a nearby bench. Lance didn't like this place, and for good reason, that's why Donny always tried to be a bit early. The ninja felt a change in the air pattern behind him and ducked his head, sighing as the glass bottle shattered at the edge of the street. With a shake of his head, he pulled his hat down tighter over his head. The next five minutes were spent people watching until he felt a sharp tug at his bandanna tails.
"Hey!" he jumped up and looked at the person responsible.
Lance grinned back at him, "Hey, yourself."
He worn a cap that was turned backwards, a baseball jacket with a white tee-shirt underneath, a pair of worn blue jeans, and brown, steel toed work boots.
Don straightened his bandanna, "What was that for, you nut?"
"You looked like you were lost in another world and didn't notice me standing behind you," Lance shrugged, "So, how you been?"
"So so. I beat Raph a couple days ago in a sparing match," the two made their way down the street.
"Really? That's tight, man."
"Yeah, then he almost walked in on me later," Donatello flushed, "Scared the shit outta me."
Lance chuckled, shaking his head, "My mom almost walked in on me once. My big sis 'did' walk in on me. Now that was embarrassing!"
Don shared a laugh with him. Lance paused briefly.
"Yo, how 'bout that pizzaria?"
With a grin, Donny gave his reply, "You psychic?"
"You know it, man!" Lance flung an arm over his friend's shoulders, "That and I know you well enough to figure out what going on in that head of yours."
"Ha ha. Listen to the funny human," Don elbowed him lightly in the side.
Lance simpily grinned. The two took a shortcut through the park, neither noticing they were being followed by the shadows behind them.
~Chapter 2~
For those that don't know what the little faces and stuff on the chat was for:
:" (blush)
:P (tongue)
:D (big grin)
:) (happy)
*groans in relief* Well that's done! Oh, my hands and neck is killing me! *grins* This chap was long, compared to what I usually type felt like it at any rate. I hope you enjoyed. 'Member, if you have any setup ideas for Mike and April to use, email them to me at s_vegeta120@yahoo.com and I'll give you the credit if I use your idea. Anyway, got 2 go!
Review, if you would, if not, that's fine too. LATER!
SV
Yes, I do realize that this is going to be a hard story to write, but I'm gonna give this a chance! *grins* I'm glad so many ppl like this story and to know that I'm not the only TMNT slash fan around! *giggles*
I ask that if I do start making this 'fluffy' that you tell me and I can try again, 'cause we all know that Raph is that macho type while Donny is a bit more on the timid side. I'm hoping that I'm keeping all the characters in character as well. I'm still working on it!
If I offended anyone on that one part in the chap where Don almost got caught and you wish that I heighten the rating, I most certainly will. I don't wish to make someone uncomfortable.
As for that fact that they probably aren't related, I guess you could make up you're own imagination if the two are brothers or not.
One last thing, if anyone has any good setup ideas, email them to me! I've never in my life set anyone up, so I'm a bit stuck here! Help is much appreciated and I will give you credit for the idea.
Well, anyway, enough of my jabbering. On with the chap!
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'Impossible Love'
Summary: Is it possible for a mechanic and a warrior to fall in love? Donny thinks so. But with Mikey and April on the case... yeah, I'd say impossible...
Warnings! This is a slash/yaoi story. For those that don't know, that means that this story contains male/male relations.
Disclaimer: I don't own the turtles or any related characters. Lance and the story line is the only thing that I own here.
~Chapter 2~
His hands rested on the keyboard, the glowing computer screen in front of him. His eyes were not on the monitor, though. Instead, they rested on the swiftly moving figure across the room, following the constant flow of punches and kicks... The buzz from his computer brought him back to reality and he went back to his online friend.
:smartazzidgit: Yo, Don! U there?
:super_tech01: Yeah. sorry Lance
:smartazzidgit: its ok. what u doin
:smartazzidgit: checkin out Raph or whatever his name is?
Don blushed before typing a reply.
:super_tech01: Yeah. How u no? :"
:smartazzidgit: *grins* hey, I bes smart 2 u no :P
:super_tech01: lol ur a nut! :D
:smartazzidgit: course. what u expect from me?
:super_tech01: want me to be technical or specific?
:smartazzidgit: that was a rhetorical question
:super_tech01: what u doing 2nite?
:smartazzidgit: probably got out later, get a few drinks, check out babes
:smartazzidgit: wanna meet up?
:super_tech01: sure what time
:smartazzidgit: 11:30 good?
Donny checked the clock, which read 9:25. Two hours from now... perfect!
:super_tech01: sounds great. Calvern's?
:smartazzidgit: as long as we dont stay. I dun like the place
:smartazzidgit: plz dont 4get ur bo this time...
:super_tech01: i no. we can go from ther after we meet.
:super_tech01: don't worry, I won't Not after last time. I learned my lesson of leaving my bo!
:smartazzidgit: lol! k, great! :)
Mikey entered the lair then, carrying two boxes of pizza. Don turned back to the computer.
:super_tech01: G2G Mike's back w/ dinner & if I dont get off now, he's gonna come bug me *rolls eyes*
:smartazzidgit: LOL k, man. cu @ 11:30
:super_tech01: *grins* u bet! lat!
:super_tech01 has signed off:
Don closed the window just in time to avoid Mikey's nosey beak.
"Hey, bro. Who you talking to?"
"No one, Mike. Dinner ready?"
Michelangelo nodded, "I came to get you. C'mon!"
Donny smiled slightly as his brother grabbed his elbow and dragged him to the kitchen. About ten minutes into the quiet dinner, Splinter, of course, eating his desired sushi, Donny spoke up.
"Master Splinter?"
"Yes, Donatello?" the two questions gathered the attention of Leo, Raph, and Mike.
"I though you'd like to know that I was going out tonight..."
"Oh..?" Splinter gazed at his son, curious as to where and why Donatello was going topside.
"Yessir. I was going to meet up with a friend of mine..."
Leo looked like he wanted to say something, but decided to keep his beak shut and see what Splinter had to say to this.
"A friend?"
"Yeah... You don't know him, but I met him a couple years ago, and well..." Don scratched the back of his neck, finding the tabletop quite interesting.
"Donatello..." Splinter began, trying to chose his words carefully, "I'm not sure if I approve of you being out alone at this hour, or if I approve of this friend of yours, but..." Don raised his eyes to look at the aged rat, "but if you feel you can trust him, you may go, on the behalf that you are careful."
Don brightened, smiling, "I'll be careful. Thank you, sensei!"
With that, he jumped up, grabbing his last slice of pizza from him plate, and ran out of the kitchen to his room.
Leonardo looked after his brother for a few seconds before speaking up, "Sensei...? Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"Leonardo, if your brother feels he can trust this friend of hi, then I have no objections to let them continue their friendship."
Leo nodded and lowered his gaze to carefully study the table, eyeing the bread crumbs accusingly.
Where did Donny meet this person at...? he thought quietly.
Rapheal was thinking along the same lines, knowing Donny mostly kept to himself, except for that computer of his. Not that his minded his brother having a friend. Raph encouraged it, actually. His younger brother needed someone to love, preferably no one like himself. He'd already tried to hurt Mikey, he didn't want the same to happen to Don...
Wait... where the hell are these thoughts coming from? Raph shook his head to clear it. He had to admit, he'd been thinking more about Donny for the past couple months, and not about things brothers should be thinking about each other, either.
"'scuse me, Splinta'..." he muttered, standing.
Mike, Leo, and Splinter watched him stride out the door, leaving his dinner behind. Mikey, knowing Rapheal wouldn't be coming back anytime soon, grinned and grabbed the pizza off Raph's plate, happily chowing down.
When Donny left at 11, he didn't realize he was being followed. He shrugged his coat on as he walked, double-checking his bo on his back. He didn't want a repeat of that one time Lance and himself met up. They had been at a secluded place at the park, planning on playing a few games of basket ball...
~Flashback~
Don grinned, dribbling the basketball before tossing it to his friend. The dark skinned, brown eyed boy caught the ball then idly tossed it into the basket.
"It's good to be outside," Lance stated, picking the ball back up from where is rebounded back to his feet.
Donny agreed, watching Lance spin the ball on his fingers, "Tell me about it. I hate being cooped up in the lair all the time."
Lance chuckled and replied jokingly, "I'd hate to be you."
"Yeah, you would. I doubt you'd want to have three brothers. Especially when they expect you to fix everything they break."
Donny grabbed the ball, circled around the human then put the ball in the ring with a single jump. Lance frowned with his hands on his hips. Donatello grinned.
"5 to 4"
Laughter broke out that was heard throughout the park as Lance ran at him. Not far away, a gang sat idly in wait for someone to mug. The leader cocked his head to the side at hearing the laughter nearby, a tattoo of a purple dragon showing on his shoulder. A grin crossed his lips.
"Let's go, Dragons," he ordered, leading the way to the sounds...
~End Flashback~
Donny ran a finger along the abnormally long and deep scar down his arm through his coat then across the one on he side of his neck. He'd pushed Lance to the side and stood in front of his. He had left his bo at home, thinking he didn't need it. After that fight, when Lance saw all of the blood running across Don's skin, he'd freaked. He hadn't the clue as to what to do and didn't know a thing about first aid.
Don never went home that night. Lance insisted that he come to his apartment, which was closer. It wasn't until noon the next day he came home, arm bandaged tightly and in a sling while the neck wound had been untidily, yet, successfully sewn up. Splinter punished him, banded him from leaving the lair for two weeks and gave him extra hours of practice after his injuries were healed.
Don paused at the ladder leading up and straightened his fedora and coat. The figure watching him waited for a moment after he was out of site before following. A thick hand pushed aside the manhole cover silently, eyes watching Donatello's coat clad form disappear around the corner of the dark alleyway. He climbed out of the manhole and pulled the cover back over the gapping hole, a pair of bandanna tail flittering in the slight breeze made by passing vehicles. The fire escape made the perfect way to get above and he disappeared over the rooftop, having every intention of following the disguised turtles below.
Don looked up at the building in front of him. It was a bit trashed, graffiti painted over the walls, loud music echoing from inside, accompanied by the old broken bottles and cans littering the property. He checked his watch to confirm he was ten minutes early and sat down on a nearby bench. Lance didn't like this place, and for good reason, that's why Donny always tried to be a bit early. The ninja felt a change in the air pattern behind him and ducked his head, sighing as the glass bottle shattered at the edge of the street. With a shake of his head, he pulled his hat down tighter over his head. The next five minutes were spent people watching until he felt a sharp tug at his bandanna tails.
"Hey!" he jumped up and looked at the person responsible.
Lance grinned back at him, "Hey, yourself."
He worn a cap that was turned backwards, a baseball jacket with a white tee-shirt underneath, a pair of worn blue jeans, and brown, steel toed work boots.
Don straightened his bandanna, "What was that for, you nut?"
"You looked like you were lost in another world and didn't notice me standing behind you," Lance shrugged, "So, how you been?"
"So so. I beat Raph a couple days ago in a sparing match," the two made their way down the street.
"Really? That's tight, man."
"Yeah, then he almost walked in on me later," Donatello flushed, "Scared the shit outta me."
Lance chuckled, shaking his head, "My mom almost walked in on me once. My big sis 'did' walk in on me. Now that was embarrassing!"
Don shared a laugh with him. Lance paused briefly.
"Yo, how 'bout that pizzaria?"
With a grin, Donny gave his reply, "You psychic?"
"You know it, man!" Lance flung an arm over his friend's shoulders, "That and I know you well enough to figure out what going on in that head of yours."
"Ha ha. Listen to the funny human," Don elbowed him lightly in the side.
Lance simpily grinned. The two took a shortcut through the park, neither noticing they were being followed by the shadows behind them.
~Chapter 2~
For those that don't know what the little faces and stuff on the chat was for:
:" (blush)
:P (tongue)
:D (big grin)
:) (happy)
*groans in relief* Well that's done! Oh, my hands and neck is killing me! *grins* This chap was long, compared to what I usually type felt like it at any rate. I hope you enjoyed. 'Member, if you have any setup ideas for Mike and April to use, email them to me at s_vegeta120@yahoo.com and I'll give you the credit if I use your idea. Anyway, got 2 go!
Review, if you would, if not, that's fine too. LATER!
SV