…Sharp blades, slashing everything and everyone around, were leaving a long track of blood. No one could even see the deadly katana, they were moving so fast. They won't lay a finger on him. Wouldn't get the slightest chance to get close enough. He was unstoppable, an oiled-up machine, unable to look back, unaware of how many lives were cut, lopped and sliced! Piles and piles of bodies, as far as the eye could see, pieces and bits, mutilated limbs! Imperturbably merciless green force of total destruction, he was moving forward, blindly striking his enemy. There was no way out…
"USAGI!" Fearless Leader was stubbornly making his way to his, possessed as it seemed, rabbit, running through the crowd of heavily armed Foot, as if he was a deadly water-missile, slashing through high stormy waves at the middle of a black rampant ocean.
Paying no attention to three ninja stars, sticking out his shoulder, like a triplet of odd weeds in the middle of a perfectly green meadow, Leonardo stumped for a moment, being presented by a deep cut at the back of his upper thigh. But that fortunate blow of a random Foot soldier, who was immediately sorry for his short-lived success, receiving an abrupt souvenir between his eyes, didn't stop the enraged turtle. On the contrary, he launched into a light sprint, now delivering blows left and right minding nothing but his goal: he had to get to Usagi, by the means of his life.
"Leonardo…" Usagi's voice died away in the surrounding sound of battle-cries, coming from every direction.
Young, inexperienced warriors fell right down, dropping under the turtle's feet and to his sides, slain by his merciless blows and strikes, or smashed by the inhuman mutant force suddenly awakened deep inside Leonardo. His eyes searching for the rabbit in the mess of black. His thoughts unwillingly forced into that place inside his mind once again. A place he was afraid of. A place he hoped he'd never have to go to again. No looking back now. His world narrowed down, turning into one obvious line of action, as he finally spotted his target.
"Usagi!"
The Elite ninja, highly trained warriors of the Foot clan, held their circle, separating them, like a wall of human flesh, barricading his way to Usagi, who was now surrounded, fighting off about a dozen ninja, more and more piling up over his head. Those warriors were more accomplished, call them the experts of dealing with the vicious YOKAI. There was no getting through them...
The explosion came so suddenly and out of nowhere…
Leo's body stood still, frozen in time, deafened by that great noise, as he shook his head, trying to gather the last bits of consciousness, when darkness was making its way, surrounding him.
He had to make it! He had to get to Usagi! No matter what…
But the world was slowly getting out of focus, and he could only see blurred smudges of black and red, ascending all around him until it all went totally dark…
~No place for weakness, Fearless ~
…his family, his weakness!
They were demanding Michelangelo be brought to them! What did the Foot want his little brother for?! They already got him, the leader, the strongest one. Besides, what in the world were they thinking, he'd just give his family up?! And present Mikey on a silver plate?
"Cowards! Untie my hands and fight… Fight me!"
Eyes tightly shut, perspiration gathering on the torrid forehead, Leonardo was trying to keep it together and not let the inevitable roar of pain out of his system. But his traitorous body, it seemed, was doing everything possible in order to overthrow his reign. Pressure, increasing rapidly, was running through his pulsing veins straight into his distressed brain. Heartbeat rising quicker, reflexes refusing to connect… Vastly, he was losing control…
~Leo, it's okay… there's nothing wrong with you~
…he knew it for sure. He knew something was wrong!
How could he win?
About to be ripped off of all hopes and dreams he'd built, piece by piece, with his own sweat and blood, over the years. The struggles and the heartache he overtook in his name, in the name of love itself.
All that crap he was forced to swallow up from his family, his brothers! All their questioning, disapproving, pitiful looks he used to receive. Constantly needing to prove himself to them, to their father! Prove and demonstrate time after time that he was worthy, that he was the right choice… honor-bound, honest, heroic and strong enough to be the leader.
It was hard enough already! He didn't ask for this… this odd circumstance. This unfortunate complexity. This… this weakness…
His, should have been the will upon which they all should have acted all along. Accepting his leadership! Respecting his command! Following his rules! Being the embodiment of his strategies… being his team… he had to protect them… his family... at all costs…
~ Open mind is an important attribute every great leader should master, my son ! Listen and pay attention to your brothers! ~
…they proved to be good brothers, and loyal followers!
They accepted him as he was… right after he himself was ready and willing to accept.
But however try, one cannot erase the past.
What is the future without the past? And what is the future without the present? Who knows? And who cares… It takes time to heal deep wounds of the heart...
~There is no controlling the whims of the heart, kame~
...head, feverishly pounding! Heart, wasting away…
Leoardo was unable to use his brain properly.. All he was aware of, converged into a single, strikingly sharp embodiment of anguish. There was too much pain! His thigh was on fire!
"Aah…" – he hissed through gritted teeth, coming to his senses and staring at the floor, where he found himself.
"Suman!" - came from behind his shell, "Mo chotto…"
"What? What happened? Where.. nnnnng!" - complained the turtle, trying to rearrange his elbows and knees, and only causing himself a tremendous amount of pain.
"Patience, kame… try not to move right now!" Ronin's concentrated tone captured and enveloped, Leonardo's vigilance, separating him from reality. It made him want to shamefully hide his head inside his shell, and shut his eyes very, very tightly, just like when he was a kid and wanted all the bad, scary things to go away.
"Almost done..."
Somehow Usagi's voice always succeeded in keeping Leo's monsters quiet. He could feel soft fingers on his upper thigh… His wound! It was being patched up. Usagi was taking care of him… but… why did he feel so drowsy? Why couldn't he remember what happened?
"How… (groan) did we get here?" - he inquired, controlling the hardly perceptible shiver in his voice, "And where is here, I'd like to know.."
Soft furry fingers and carefully applied claws scratched the surface of his shell. Usagi's touch traveled up, away from the damaged leg, meticulously caressing green skin in all the unprotected (by the shell) areas, sending pleasant shivers along Leonardo's body. Completely losing his previous trail of thought, the turtle welcomed these unanticipated vibrations, his mind speedily turning on and off of focus, and eventually setting up for pacifying repose.
"Your wounds look good!" - said Usagi, completely ignoring Leonardo's query, "No need to worry! I took care of everything. You're as good as new…" - he continued, softly caressing Leo's arms, and sealing it all with a long gentle kiss on Leo's shoulder. Then another kiss on his neck, and yet another on his nape, preventing the turtle from thinking straight, making him forget. Like some anesthetic tranquilizer, Usagi's lips caused Leonardo to shut down, reminding him of the reason he allowed this to happen… over and over again. "You are as magnificently handsome as the day I first laid my eyes on you, kame! All those years ago…"
Leo couldn't help but smile. Usagi never failed in making him feel wanted, desired and… unique? He caught himself on that repeating realization and sarcastically sniggered into his own palms, immersing face down inside the pile of cushions he found were scattered around them. His body still stiff and drowsy.
"So tense…" Usagi reached for green shoulders and neck, pinpointing several areas and masterfully pushing furry white knuckles into them one at a time.
"Mmm…" Leo's mind was vastly losing focus. And after the rabbit repeated his maneuvers, minding all the designated energy spots on the turtle's body, the surrounding world became foggy and everything felt like it was floating in midair, "That… feels… great!" - was all Leo could squeeze out, as he felt the last signs of the recent pain evaporate into nothingness, "Arigato!"
"Chotto…" - laughed the rabbit, "I am not done with you yet" He leaned onto the motionless turtle spread on the mat, pressing his warm furry face to green bald head, "I prescribe stress release" - he said into Leo's ear, and tracing a single snow-white finger over the patterns of his shell, explained: "Ano koto… That thing you talked about the other time… do you remember? What you asked?" The rabbit smirked self-indulgently, taking notice of the confused excitement slowly appearing on the turtle's face.
Leonardo only mentioned it as a fun idea, an interesting territory to explore. They never agreed to actually try it out. But Usagi was a highly attentive lover, a master in this field, if you will. He indefinitely kept in his mind every tiny detail of his partner's little quirks. And now, with everything at stake, it seemed to be the perfect timing to let that mastery do what it could do best - heal mental wounds, blur and rewind afflicted diseased mind, make Leonardo forget… heal his soul. Make him loosen his defenses.
Usagi kiss-trailed his way towards the green face and, gently pulling closer, looked into the depths of the dark blue of Leonardo's eyes. Attached his warm pinkish nose to Leo's beak, "Hmm? Wasureta ka? " He suggestively hummed, inhaling his lover's sent and confirming the turtle's immediate conjecture.
Leonardo blinked in surprise, the air clogging up in his throat. Did Usagi just imply what he thought he did? The ronin went on caressing and stroking with his furry palms, lovingly observing his mate's reaction to his unexpected proposal, while astonished turtle kept silent, allowing the circumstance take its own course.
"Will you let me help you relax if only for a short time?" - the rabbit asked, kissing Leo's shoulder again, "I'll be careful… enough… if that is what you want, of course…" He smiled wickedly.
Leonardo mutely nodded, as his lips twitched and broke into a crooked smile. He felt drunk. Drunk with love... and willingly ready to succumb to the inevitable, sweet, desirable, but feared charm of his fluffy partner.
"I will take good care of you…" - continued the ronin, and Leonardo slightly shut his eyes, still unable to believe what Usagi was suggesting. A second later he felt warm soft fingers enclosing on his neck. Shivering from anticipation, he only waited for the suspended question…
"Do you accept my authority, Leonardo?" The words were spoken in a serious, rough tone.
And Leo nodded, slowly, still not believing his ears, electrifying desire and promise of upcoming pleasure intoxicating every single nerve in his system. All pain, suspicion or fret absently forgotten.
"I need to hear you say it! Do you accept MY authority?" Soft fingers on Leo's neck tightened up, only just slightly.
"Yes..."
"In that case.. you are allowed to lie down on your belly, slave!" This time Usagi's words sounded like a dry command, "You will only be required to obey and do whatever I tell you! Shitagau!"
And Leonardo obeyed…
Tail up in the air, knees and elbows dug deep into the mattress, his blue bandanna mask tied around his neck, green toes twitching in involuntary spasmic shocks.
"Mmmm… aah.. " Went into the cushions while fearles tail was dealt a merciful fate of pleasure treatment in between the ronin's lips.
Usagi's hands moving deliberately slowly (way too slowly), were stroking the honorable erection, dripping onto the mattress underneath.
"Not yet! Hold your horses!" The rabbit's commanding tone sounded sternly aggressive, "only when I say you can!"
"Mmmmmmmm.." - came from inside the cushions.
Unable to bare it any longer, the turtle impatiently jerked the lower part of his body up, making his claim firmer introduced.
Discontentedly letting go of all the green body parts in his current possession, Usagi shook his head inevitably smiling: "This deserves a punishment, slave! You know that!"
The slap was firm and echoed dryly around the room's walls.
"Nnngg!"
"You heard me: not until I say you can!"
Short choked growl of irrepressible temper and a very suggestive moan followed into the cushions, when the rabbit resumed his handy-work.
"Please…" - came from beneath.
"Nani?" Usagi was yet again compelled to withdraw.
Quick, short breaths, "Onegai" Green thighs suggestively moving from side to side, "Please?"
Usagi licked his lips, but didn't drop his character: "Please what, slave!?" - he growled in an angry requiring voice, teasingly pinching Leo's trembling thighs.
"Nnnnhhgg!" Leonardo was out of breath, "Please, MASTER!"
"Do you want your solution now?" - questioned Usagi, attempting to pet the turtle's tail near the anus.
"Aaah.. yes! YES!"
"Yes?" Usagi licked the tail, from it's tip to the root.
"Aah.. shhhhell! Usagi!"
"What was that?"
"Mmmaster! Please, master, I need the solution! Now! Right now!" One of Leonardo's hands jerked toward his groin.
Usagi closed his eyes in a visible relief, securing his position: "No! Not like that!" he took hold of Leo's arms, bringing them up and behind his shell, restricting his movements, then observed his worked up partner, whom he brought absolutely to the edge, "Are you ready?" - he questioned, "Are you ready for the solution?"
"Mmm…" - hips rocking, slamming into white torso and lap.
A wide smile appeared on Usagi's face, strictly out of character, but he couldn't help it: "Remember, slave, you asked for it!" - he pronounced in a low ruthless tone, entering carefully at first, but then drawing inside fully in one single blow.