Fractured
Rating: PG-13-PG-17(?)
Pairing: LeoxDon, RaphxMike
Summary: Donnie returns from a gruesome unknown after he has gone missing for nearly two weeks. What hell did he have to endure and can his broken state be mended? Rated for sensitive content.
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Romance
Inspiration(if any): Never To Late by Three Days Grace
A/N: I had originally planned to this a two or three-shot... but I decided to make it a little longer; I could not resist ^^;
When Leatherhead found and brought Donatello home after ten days of no word from the purple wearing braniac, Leonardo had not expected to see his little brother in the condition he was in. The gentle-hearted crocodile carried the intellectual turtle as if he were a made of the most delicate and breakable of porcelain. Most of Donnie's form was shielded from view by a dark brown blanket that was wrapped snuggly around him but Leo could still make out the fresh, dark green bruises that littered around and about his brother's neck and shoulders. His mask was dirty and tattered with both old and fresh blood and his body- curled up into a loose fetal position- snuggled as closely as possible into Leatherhead's chest, as if he were subconsciously trying to clinging to something familiar.
Leo swallowed thickly, his fists tightening at his side as he walked over to the larger mutant with hesitant, uncertain footsteps. Michelangelo, Raphael, and Master Splinter stood behind, wanting to console and check on their returning brother and son but knew better than that. Donnie was Leo's lover and confidant- Leo's heart of hearts, and soul of souls. No one had been more worried or frightful than Leo had been when Donnie hadn't returned home two weeks ago. No one had been felt more useless than Leo had when they had searched every level of New York City- twice- in search of their brainy brother. No one had felt more guilty or selfish than Leo was feeling at that exact, sorrowful moment...
The turtle leader had gotten into a mammoth sized argument-one of their worst yet-with the turtle genius just before he had left to go dumper diving for technological parts. All of the lair had heard them but no one could say anything; no sides could be taken, for it was no one's fault. What right did they have intruding on this moment- this reuniting moment- that both Leo and Donnie needed the most?
Leonardo's light grey eyes stung with unshed tears as he got close enough to see his lover's partially shielded face. There were no scars or bloody cuts that had been left behind but his facade- although serene with sleep- looked haunted, tragic... broken from whatever torment he had to endure for the past two weeks. Don's eyes were swollen with, what looked like, days of sleepless nights and unrepressed tears. His lips, usually soft and kissable to the look and touch, appeared dry and cracked from dehydration. He had never seen his lover so... fragile before. Donatello was, by no means, fragile or weak... now, he look about as breakable as thinly crafted piece of glass. He could see why Leatherhead was holding him the way he was.
Leo's jaw tensed, forcefully pushing back the tears that were building behind his eyes before he began to talk for, what seemed like, an eternity since Donatello's return. His voice broke a little bit as he did, "Where... where did you find him?"
Leatherhead's usually gentle eyes seemed to fluctuate between normality and angry, temperamental slits, "I did not find him. He had found me. I was about to go out to search for him again when... there he was, shuffling over to my home," He took a deep, calming breath, his eyes turned gentle as he gazed upon the sleeping form that rested in his arms, "It was a wonder he was even able to find his way to a familiar place, let alone walk there."
Leo's hesitantly ripped his eyes from his lulled brother, look at the larger mutant with uncertainty and quieted horror, "What do you mean?"
"... He's been deprived of all the necessities, such as food, water, and sleep. He was barely coherent when I tended to him; that is expected," LH said, his voice dropping as his got deeper in his explanation, "But... there is also something else."
"What?"
LH hesitated, taking another deep breath as if to calm his own anger, his voice dropping even lower as he explained further, "He... he has been... violated."
Leo didn't react right away. The first thing that came to mind was the obvious but he did not want to believe it. He did not want to believe that his sweet, gentle-hearted, and clever brother had been... had been..., "V-violated?"
LH nodded slowly, "Heavy bruising on his inner thighs and tail confirmed as much. I... I didn't want to look further to see just how bad it was but I'm going to have to in order to treat him properly. I wanted to get your permission before I did so."
Leo gulped again; his sorrow and pain for his lover became entangled with his anger for whoever did this to his beloved. His arms flexed slightly, as if he were about to lash out and punch something at anytime. He would have to reserve releasing any physical anger, however, until he was sure that Donnie was settled in his own home again, "Y-yes. You did not need my permission Leatherhead. I trust you with Donnie."
He nodded again, adjusting Donnie's position just as he moved forward, walking along side Leo, "Where is his lab?"
A/N: Oooooh, what is going on? What happened to Donnie? Where had he been for two weeks? Who has done this to him? What will happen next : o!
Stay tuned and you shall find out ^^