Okay, thank you to those who reviewed. This chapter will have hints of T-cest but nothing too bad. Once again, don't like don't read.

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Ch 3 A Dawning.

Sleep did not come easy to Raph and it was long after everyone had gone to bed that Raph got up to walk the lair. He felt angry, confused and frustrated, more so then usual. Even though Mikey had tried to coax him out of his room, he had refused and missed supper, so he went to the kitchen figuring that having some food might help him figure out what was going on with him. As he sat at the table snacking on a sandwich, his thoughts drifted back to earlier that day, "what had happened in the dojo?" He wondered.

He knew he had started hitting Leo, but only because when he finally calmed down he saw Leo all bruised and bloody. But what made him go all angry? Nothing made sense. He remembered enjoying sparring with his brother. It had been fun, then the adrenaline started, he remembered getting all excited, everything getting intense, then he vaguely remembered feeling a need to have Leo submit to him. Wanting him to just stop fighting and..Raph sighed deeply..he remembered how angry he felt that Leo would not stop fighting.

Raph shook his head, and why did he get so angry at seeing Leo and Donnie together?He couldn't understand why he had gotten upset at watching them. Donnie and Leo were going over a new tech Donnie was working on. It was nothing unusual and it should not have meant anything to him. But for some reason he had felt some strange emotion. Was it...jealousy?

Raph shook his head, he couldn't be...jealous. Could he? Why he would be jealous of his brothers? They were BROTHERS after all. It made no sense. He loved all his brothers equally. Didn't he? And he would never look at any of his brothers as other then...brothers, right? He wondered. Raph rubbed a hand over his tired face and got up to go back to bed. As he walked back to his room, he couldn't help but take a glance at Leo's room.

Against his better judgement, he walked over to his brother's room and very slowly and very quietly opened the door. He walked in and looked at the sleeping turtle. He was on his side, his shell to the door. Raph walked closer to him and reached out to touch him.

Leo's gentle breathing was calming to Raph and he gently ran a finger down along his brother's arm. He felt his heart pound rapidly in his head, his mouth watered and the burning sensation in his gut was beginning again. He felt himself wanting to desperately bend down and kiss his brother. He licked his lips in anticipation but fought against it.

Leo let out a soft hum in his sleep and slowly turned on to his shell. Raph had an urge to touch his face and lips. He ghosted his fingers over Leo, gently, carefully rubbing the cheek he had inadvertently bruised. His hand made it's way down from Leo's neck to his plastron, as his fingers gently caressed him, Raph's breathing became anxious and his eyes wondered all over his brother's body. He drank in the form of his sleeping brother. The gentle curve of his neck, the muscles on his arms. "Damn," He thought to himself, as he continued to stare at his brother form, how he just wanted to get on top of him and take him, make him his.

He slowly slid the blanket further down his brother's legs, uncovering Leo's lower plastron, his hand so needing to touch just in between his legs. He gulped heavily and paused his hand over his brother's groin. He wanted to taste him, force Leo to submit to him and claim him. As he studied his brother, he felt himself grow hard and a desperate need of wanting to get in between his brother's legs and begin to thrust into him began to overwhelm him. His fingers trembled as they hovered above Leo's groin, so close to his slit that he could just shove them right in and prep him. He let out a shuddering breath and fought the urge that was growing in him.

Leo suddenly let out a low moan and his head began to move back and forth. His eyes slowly blinked opened as a strange sense of a presence being in his room over came him. He sat up quickly feeling somewhat terrified and anxious. He looked around and noticed his door was open slightly. As his eyes adjusted to the dark and he managed to calm his breathing, he noticed his blanket was on the floor and he had a sensation that he had been touched by someone.

He looked around his room one more time before getting up and walking over to his door. He stepped out into the hall and took a quick look around to see if anyone was out there but he saw nothing. As he was just about to go back into his room and close his door, he could've sworn he heard the sound of a door across the hall and to his left closing quietly. His head turned and looked at Raph's door. He frowned before closing his door and going back to bed.

As he laid down, he couldn't help but feel slightly unnerved by the thought of someone being in his room, and the more he thought about it, the more he was sure it had been Raph. He gently touched the bruise on his cheek and let out a shaky breath. He got up one more time, made his way over to his door and locked it.