A few weeks had passed since the coffee incident and Donatello was healing quite well.

Luckily their healing time was much faster than a normal humans. All thanks to there mutation, he was able to walk just fine as long as he didn't twist his ankle to fast or stretch it harshly, but that should clear up in a few more days.

The burns were healing well to, the blisters had subsided from most everywhere. A few still lingered on his shoulders but it was better than all over his face. And luckily it didn't sting much anymore, it was almost unbearable the first few days, so it was a big relief to finally be able to move without pain or fear of actually moving to much.

Unfortunately his personal pain was the least of his worries at the moment.

Raphael had still not returned home since that night they fought in the kitchen.

Sensei sent them everywhere to look for his brother, endless nights of searching every nook and cranny that could possibly be hiding Raphael. The junkyard, April and Casey apartment, a few of the spots Raph thought they didn't know about, the bar, anywhere they could think of and there was no sign of the hot headed turtle, Not the tails of his mask or his dark scarred shell.

The only lead they had was his mask, belt and sais were missing, and Donatello knew his brother stormed out without his belongings. That meant he must have come back that night without anyone knowing, but it served no purpose to know such information because he was the reason Raph stormed off in the first place. All because he was moody for who knows what reason, a moment of weakness, he wasn't in control of his body.

It was terrifying not knowing what had become of the red clad turtle, what if Raph was hurt and bleeding out? Or captured by Bishop or the shredder? Or worst of all what if he was dead? They couldn't even know for sure until they found him, whether it was alive and kicking or dead and motionless. The thought sent his belly into a frenzy, churning at the very idea and quickly pushed it from his mind without a second thought. There was no way Raph would get himself killed. He was just too stubborn to go down so easily.

Right?

He needed to stop his overactive brain, it was conjuring horrid not to mention vivid visions of his older brother, beaten and bloodied slowly losing the battle with his body. His legs giving out falling to the ground, eyes fadin-

Donatello stood up abruptly from his desk chair to stop himself from going any further, he can't think like this, it made his heart twist painfully at the very thought, suffocating his entire being and making his throat swell with fear.

Fresh air, that's all he needed, to escape his closed suffocating walls of his lab.

That's all.

Since Raphael's sudden disappearance, everyone seemed to be affected by his disappearance. Which was a bit strange since the bulkier turtle went topside or exploring in the sewers rather often.

Leo has become more secluded, remaining in his room most of the time. When he did see his eldest brother, it was for some form of food, for the restroom or the training Master Splinter still put us through once a week since Raph left. The rest of the time was spent looking for the rebellious turtle. It was a major change considering they train almost everyday, all except for the weekends.

But if Donnie thought his leader was weird with his unusual hiding, then Mikey was the cherry on top of this twisted algae cake.

Mikey had been acting strangely as well, never in all his days did he believe he would see Mikey deny testing the new and improved hover board, and yet it happened. At first he thought he may have been transported to another dimension because Mikey saying no to his new mode of transportation was like Raph admitting Leo was right, it just didn't happen.

The freckled turtle had been much quieter, skittish and a bit flushed every time he saw him lurking around doing random things. But Mike wasn't hauling himself up in his room like their leader, and Donatello was secretly thankful for that.

"Hey Donnie?" speaking of Mikey, Donnie turned slightly from his blank computer screen he just realized all he had been doing was staring at the light blue glowing screen. A sudden new smell hit him, a rich and intoxicating sweet scent that almost instantly relaxed the tense muscles of his shoulders and neck, reclining in his cushy computer chair suddenly comfortable. Wondering idly if someone was making cookies or some other source for the smell.

"Yes? You didn't break your skateboard again did you?"

"Naw nothing like that dude, I was wonderin' if I could talk to you for a sec..." voice fading as the sentence ended nervously, perhaps shyly?

Now he knew something was up, no broken object from Mike, he must really be in an alternate universe.

"Of course, you're always free to talk to me Mike." swirling in his chair so he faced the freckled turtle who made himself comfortable on genius's small cot for long night experiments and didn't have the energy to make it to his own room.

Twiddling his fingers to keep his hands busy, the larger turtle didn't come out and say what was obviously bouncing around in his head, dare he say looking conflicted.

That always bothered Donatello, Mikey maybe the baby of the family, but he was both thicker and taller than himself. Even though he was one of the middle children he was the shortest, as well as the less bulky. Of course that didn't mean he wasn't as strong.

"Bro I've been feeling weird the last week, like really weird, I thought it was maybe just that pizza shrimp smoothie I had the other day but it's just gotten-weirder." the freckled turtle made a face wiggling his fingers from between his face in a spooky gesture seeming to be at a loss for another word to describe his feelings.

Wrinkling his snout in disgust at the mention of such stomach churning food, Donatello couldn't help but smile and laughed at the goofy look on Mikey's face, "Very explanatory, weird how? Like stomach aches?" keyboard and computer forgotten, he wasn't doing anything anyway.

Mike had always been very expressive so seeing his face scrunch up in deep concentration was utterly priceless, no matter how many times he had seen it "Uuhhh~ well no not really, I've just been really warm and stuff, like outta no where I get a heat flash like what the heck! I'm just sittin' there playing Mario Kart. And sometimes like my head gets fogged up or something, I dunno how to put it, kinda like i'm not all there?" using his fingers to help list off his symptoms before he quickly spoke again.

"OH! and...I kinda..." he trailed off quietly cheeks warming to a light pink, kicking his feet idly "You know, down south heats up to." he said a bit shyly but still had a bashful smile and went to playing with his fingers avoiding eye contact.

Donatello took his turn to blush, but his eyes were wide in surprise, not from the confession but from the fact Mikey's symptoms were like, if not exactly what he himself had been experiencing the last week "Ah, that kind of weird" he wondered aloud, "I have not been feeling myself either, strangely enough it seems whatever we have is affecting the both of us the same way. To be honest if we are randomly getting erections it could be a number of thing." rubbing his chin absently glancing away a little shyly having revealed such a fact to his youngest brother.

The others baby blues grew in size "Erection? Cant you just say boner?" snickering, his shyness forgotten as quickly as it came "Really? What if we have that alien thing inside of us and it's been making us feel weird with its gnarly gunk. Making us horny and it's gonna pop outta out stomachs like in that movie-!"

"Mikey." Donatello cut in before he could rant any further "I highly doubt that is the problem here." He knew it was a bad idea to let Mike stay up late at night and watch monster movies. But it lead to such an easy way to tease, who could resist?

"After all, if there was some form of alien inside us now, we would have died by now due to it nourishing itself on our organs." the matter-of-fact tone in his voice was almost scary.

"Eh you're probably right, I don't remember anything trying to eat me...or trying to make me horny." a short pause "Smaller than a chihuahua...the eating me part, not the other thing." laughing awkwardly rubbing the back or his head while grinning.

"It must have something to do with our instincts, possibly a coming of age ritual, like animals do before they become adults, possibly like another version of puberty. Hopefully it will pass in the next few days." Donatello's cheeks flaming due to a surprise heat flash. Exhaling slowly to regain some composure, Mikey seeming to be in the same situation.

The orange clag turtle moaned "Not puberty again! I can't lose my sexy voice of sexyness." dramatically grabbing his own throat. Unable to help himself Donnie laughed at his brothers display.

"So like flying south for the winter kinda instincts thing? Maybe that's why Leos acting weird too."

Donnie's attention was caught once more.

"Leo?" questioning in surprise, their leader had barricaded himself in his room the last few weeks. It started happening way before he and Mikey started to feel strange. Around the time Raph left, not to mention he had barely seen his elder brother at all he caught a glimpse of him two days ago rounding the corner back to his bedroom, so how did Mikey know anything about Leos behavior?

"Yeah I ran into him yesterday, literally, I got up to get some chocolate milk around midnight and he was just kinda standing outside your door." Mike shrugged "He didn't even notice me till I ran into him, sleepwalking maybe? Almost looked like he snapped out of it and said he was sorry like a hundred times then ran back to his room saying something about feelin' sick." flopping back on the genius turtles cot to stare at the ceiling, "Dude you seriously need some posters in here." he snorted with a goofy grin, unaware of his important information on what Leos state was.

Donatello stared at his flopped over brother, if Leo was being affected to, then he couldn't rule out some kind of virus. Or bug going around, but that wouldn't explain their, well, loins erecting at random times. Maybe it was something more instinctual, it wouldn't be the first time something like this had happened. As kids their animal side tended to rear its head, such as Raph's growling.

Whatever it is, Leo must be experiencing it worse. After all he and Mikey weren't confining themselves to their rooms, and most certainly standing outside a brothers door late at night. "Perhaps he just needed something? Or possibly he just wished to discuss his condition much like you are now. I'm going to have to get a hold of him and question him what's going on."

Said turtle waved a hand in the air from his comfortable spot, "Mmn~ it was still weird he was just...standing there."

Stranger and stranger, even being the brains of the group nothing he tried to reason about the on goings seemed to fit, the only possible on going could be the coming of age as animals go through. There were still turtles, just with a bit of human mutated DNA. He may be smart, but since he had never studied exactly what species of turtle they were or how how much of their animals sided they still held, Donnie couldn't be for sure, he was unable to consult sensei because he went to stay with April for a few days to catch Raph if he ended up going to her and Casey's apartment instead of coming home.

The genius turtle shut down his computer to fully swirl around and face the goof ball, entwining his fingers over his belly, and sighing softly "Don't worry Mikey, i'll try talk to Leo when I see him and if you don't feel better come back and I can do run tests."

"Thanks D, hope it goes away cause I cant sleep bein' when Mikey Jr. start weeping for attention, all night bro! It sucks!" Huffing the smaller terrapin got to his feet, waving in thanks before bounding to the door, standing himself Donatello shook his head "To much information Mike."

Don paused when Michelangelo spun around finger in the air and sniffed like a dog looking for its food bowl, this got him a raised eyebrow ridge.

"Oh yeah! Did you start smellin' stuff to? I didn't know we smell different!" he grinned with childish glee, Dons expression twisted from confused to shock. he did notice a change in scent when Mikey came into his lab, believing someone was just making food. Sniffing again Mike inhaled right next to his collar bone, Donnie a little hesitant of having his personal bubble popped, "You smell kinda soft, I dunno how to explain that. Like a flower maybe? Sorta sweet like really sugared coffee, or maybe toffee" Mikey interrupted his own rambling with another train of thought "What do I smell like huh?! If we both have the same thing you gotta be able to smell me to!" the younger ninja bounced slightly in his excitement.

Nodding numbly, finding his eyes sliding shut when he inhaled Mikeys aroma "Really...sweet but pleasantly musky." Don smiled slightly at his own words,

"Thats awesome! Maybe it came from when I ate that entire batch of cookies!" cheering and sauntered back to the door,

"But you got sick all over the floor and Raph's feet afterwards." awkwardly adding to his siblings outburst even as he left his lab "WORTH IT!" was all he got from the echo from down the hall, he didn't think stuffing his face with cookies would ever be a good idea. He was almost positive that's not where Michelangelos scent came from, but Mike ended up throwing it all up on Raph, he had never seen his elder brother so furious and utterly speechless at once.

Shaking his head in amusement he sat in the indent the sea foam turtle left in his bed/cot. Rubbing his temples to process everything that just happened easier, perhaps it was some form of virus, they did live in a sewer after all. he only hoped Rapha-

Standing far too quickly to cut off his own thoughts Donnie made his way to the kitchen to satisfy his growling belly. Yet another curve ball, because he knew he was kidding himself when he says his stomach was growling, it twisted painfully at the thought of his missing brother.

He recently had been having mixed emotions on the missing family member, he started noticing little things even without his presence. Like how careful he was when working on his bike, or how he would grunt instead of actually answering, or how his shoulders would square when he was about to have a yelling match with Leo, all these small things he started to notice but he saw no problem with them, they were simple things anyone would notice.

Then it turned into less innocent things, like how Raph would lick his lips after eating his morning bowl of cereal, how his muscles would flex with every move he made. Remembering that cocky walk he had, and how he would flop on the couch legs spread wider than necessary as he lounged almost displaying himself was the only way he could describe it. At those moments he wished he didn't notice, because he felt disgusted in himself.

He was starting to feel attraction to his brother.

Someone can only come to that conclusion if they start to react as such, and Donatello did. Just the other day he fell asleep at a decent time for once, comfortable in his room instead of his lab. Only to jolt awake in the morning with a ache between his legs and memories of golden, amber eyes and vibrant emerald skin.

Making his way from his lab to the kitchen he tried to block out any depressing or wrong thoughts, he felt blessed he could block those thoughts from his mind. Years of working on so many projects that needed his undivided attention payed off in a big way. He quickly created himself a cup of coffee and sandwich to kill the empty feeling that itched at his insides he knew food wouldn't satisfy.

Soft footfalls caught his attention and none other than his eldest brother was walking toward him into the area they called a kitchen, Don gave him a smile "Hey Leo, how are you feeling? Hungry? I made some sandwiches if you would like some." But when no notion was made that his words were heard he asked "Leo..?" The closer the bigger ninja got, the more he noticed about his siblings strange appearance and behavior. Blank and clouded eyes, hunched over posture, slow and calculating steps it was almost...predatory.

A rumble snapped out of his daze and immediately backed against the counter hands up in defense, but in a way showed no form of attack "Leonardo?" hesitantly looking for a way out. Not wanting to alert him he was doing so. They have faced the shredder, aliens from a far off dimension, and their evil dark clone selves. But he was actually afraid of what he was seeing, Leo, his reliable and mediation driven brother looking like he was going to eat him, whether it was literally or metaphorically.

His blood ran cold at the sudden change in his brothers dark brown eyes, hunger, and lust.

"Leo stop right there, you're not looking so good. Lets get to my lab OK? I have-!" He yelped when the approaching sibling suddenly pinned him to the counter when he noticed Donatello was inching to his lab. A growl rumbled through Leo's chest, forcibly pressing their plastrons together tightly, his snout inhaling the enticing scent radiating off the smaller turtle, and a pleased churr erupted.

Donatello was stunned momentarily but it didn't last long, frantically trying to push his brother out of his much destroyed personal bubble, when to his horror, his body gained a mind of its own and relaxed. At close proximity Leo's change in scent made his legs turns to jelly and eyes roll, a musky, dominating scent Clouding his greater judgement. Wanting nothing more than to submit, and reach out to stroke those strong arms keeping him still. A whimper escaped his throat in desperation when the slightly larger turtle shifted him onto the counter, spreading his legs and settling in comfortably.

When a wet, warm tongue trailed up his neck, the water bucket of reality hit him, his clouded mind clearing to take in a very pleased Leo, churring into his neck and settled into his spread legs.

He could only guess what what was bulging, pressed against his tail.

With a startled cry he shoved his attacker as hard as he could, brain on overdrive in a fight or flight situation, and in this situation it was definitely flight. The unsuspecting Leo grunted in surprise at the shove, enough to make him stumble away from his potential mate and snarled when his target scrambled to get away. With unusual strength and speed gripped the olive turtles arms and slammed him into the counter once more bent over the top, before the other could get a few steps away.

Don struggled furiously but some how his elder sibling didn't budge, he might not be the strongest of the group, but he could at least budge his brother. Whether his struggles were doing anything to help him was a big no. In fact it only seemed to make the horny turtle angrier.

Another scary growl and his arms were pinned and legs forced apart once more, hot fear shot through Donatello's system at the thought of what his brother had in store, and it didn't look like he was going to ask nicely either.

L-Leo! Stop it! Please!" shouting in desperation for his brother to hear, unable to get himself free with the near iron like grasp. Whatever caused his brain to melt into goo a moment ago was gone, replaced with dread. His struggling proving useless to the other ninja new found strength.

It was like Leo couldn't hear him, or if he did he didn't care, hands moved to his exposed rear and tail, jerking forward against the counter to try and stop his older brother wandering hands with another sharp cry. Fingers ripped his tail away from his cheeks, a sob choked in Donatello's throat that died down when another deep growl-

The pressure was gone, a echoey metal thwack rebounded off the walls. Breathing erratically the genius jerked around to see none other than his baby brother holding a frying pan for dear life, wide eyes stared at the crumbled Leo that lay at his feet.

"D-Donnie?" the timid voice some how aided his shaken demeanor from his, dare he say, near rape experience set alarm bells to a blistering shriek inside his head. Instincts he never realized he possessed screamed at him to protect Mikey, like a mother bear does its young, and who ever gets in mama's way loses their head.

But his savior was Mikey himself, with a kitchen utensil none the less, he felt like he could cry at both the save and the hilarity of the weapon.

Grabbing a trembling sea foam green hand, carefully stepping around the fallen brother, Don bolted them both to his lab, not saying a word till he was sure they were both secure behind his solid metal lab door. With Leos new outburst it showed that they really are in some kind of animal maturation. It was spring time however, its possible they were reacting to the yearly mating season. But he didn't think it would go to this extent. It sure did not explain the reason why he and Mikey weren't as severely affected as Leo, they were able to think and do as the pleased. But with the eldest it appeared he acted fully on instincts, and had no morals or from what he could see, thoughts of his own, almost blocking out the world in search of a mate to release himself.

"I think I have finally realized what has been going on Mike," voice steady but held an undertone of shock, they were giant turtles after all, more human than any other turtle but still turtles. It was a natural thing in the animal kingdom, but to experience it was a different matter. All animals did it, a coming of age if you will, they were almost around 20 years old. Leo and Raph possibly a little older and Donnie himself was a little younger but still around the same age.

Blue eyes looked up, shone with nervousness and twisted in confusion and pain "Donnie...Knock it off." a warm hand stopped his own from chewing his nail, in fact he didn't even realize he had been pacing while chewing his nails vigorously in his own thoughts on the whole situation. Trying to process what to do now that they were secluded from the threat.

The words just struck a nerve, in this situation he need to think of a plan of action but knock it off?! He was almost mated to his eldest brother unwillingly otherwise known as rape, due to the addictive and alluring aroma Leo produced that messed with his senses and overall thought, making him submit. But thats nature, a female turtle may not be fully willing to mate with a male. But in the end Raph was still missing and they didn't even know if he was alive and to top it off his last few blisters pulsed in his panic, he had every right to chew his entire finger off it he damn well pleased.

But one look into those watery blue eyes halted the rant on his tongue, there was no way he could yell at Mikey, in fact he couldn't tell off any of his brothers simply not having the heart to do so. Sure he could yell and voice his opinion but that was different from one of Leo and Raph's famous fights. That didn't mean he liked to though, he would calmly assert his opinion, or use logic to get his point across, he just wasn't an fighter.

Taking a shaky breath he quickly calmed himself with practiced eased adrenaline that was still singing in his veins subside and heartbeat returning to a more normal pace, much better.

"Sorry, I'm in a bit of panic mode." rubbing the back of his head sheepishly

"Mikey you need to listen to me very carefully, Leo right now isn't...our Leo" he tried to explain due to the confused look that crossed the freckled turtles face "It's spring time, and animals this time of year, if old enough go through a phase where they are finally old enough to mate and reproduce. We were once animals, and we still are mostly and it must be affecting us. Somehow is affecting Leo differently than you and me. To put it simply as i feared, we must be going through natures natural instinctual phase." tapping a finger to his chin as the gears turned in his brain, Finally being able to put the whole picture together.

"It must must mean that Leo is naturally more dominating, which makes sense because he's the leader." squeezing his brothers hand he realized had yet to be pulled away.

"I don't know all the details yet but I have read enough about the mating season of animals to understand the basics, We will have to track our bodily changes and feelings for the next week or so." it only made sense, some how they were affected differently and as far as he knew this didn't happen in nature, the ooze may be the cause of this so when it mutated their DNA it changed how animalistic instincts affects them to correspond with there mutation of animal and human.

"I do know were not...trying to take one another, leading my to believe we must be more submissive or less demanding in nature, so we should be fine as long as we are separated from Leo. Something about his scent messes with our actions." swallowing thickly at the thought, he knew from experience.

Finally looking away after his long scientific know-it-all rant as the others liked to call it, he actually felt ashamed he didn't look into all this before hand, he was the doctor in the family, it was what he was needed for and he let something like this happen. That could have been Mikey with Leo, and he wouldn't of heard it because he would have been busy in his lab working on his many projects. A small tug made him look back to a concerned face.

"Are you ok Donnie..?" There, the watery blue eyes, filled with concern and anxiety, striking him right in his heart, into the last of his standing disguise to keep himself shown as well to his family. A technique he perfected over the years, there was never a need to worry his family, but this was his baby brother asking if he was alright, usually it was the other way around.

The way those four words were said with compassion, and tenderness that was some how poured into such few words lead Don to believe Mikey was planning to ask that from the beginning. Absorbing and cherishing such a simple phrase, it was the best part of his life to hear how great he was for creating a new piece of equipment, It was the only time anyone complimented him or actually showed appreciation for his work. But when it for nothing in return, made it so much better. He knew his brothers care about him father too, but every once in a time it was wonderful to hear the care that he knew his brothers possessed for him.

With that blow to his facade, everything crumbled around him, shattering the mask he put up ever since Raph disappeared, the accident of dislocating his ankle and smoldering blisters from scalding hot coffee, the dreaded blue screen, sudden changes in mood and sickness of mating season. His shifting feelings for his hot headed brother, the pointless but heart wrenching fight between himself and Raphael, Raph's disappearance, and his near rape by his beloved elder brother. Everything collided into one wave of despair that wracked his body. A soft sob escaping his throat, and the absolute brotherly love of Mikey words made it all some kind of big joke to him, Mikey was more concerned for him instead of himself in this terrifying situation knowing fully well that could have been him in Donatello's position.

The second the sob broke the silence and he was wrapped in his younger siblings arms in a tight hug and he clung to him almost instantly. Even being taller than Don himself, Mike still had slightly more muscles than he did, in any other situation it annoyed him immensely but now it was nothing but a haven, making him feel secure, safe.

"It's OK Don, it's not gonna happen again 'member? you said as long as Leos out there we'll be OK." soothing his big bros shell.

A small laugh came from the depths of Mikeys neck muffled by the skin there "it's not just that, everything has been piling up ever since the coffee burns, I think I finally reached my stress limit. Guess I just pretended it didn't bother me." voice slightly muffled even with an apologetic smile.

Grinning, Michelangelo gave another reassuring squeeze "I figured dude, you need to learn to relax sometimes not everything has to revolve your lab ya know." as his nature went, Mike always tried to lighten the mood.

"So how long do we gotta hang in your lab? I got the munchies like nobody's business!"

Pulling away after he was sure he composed himself, wiping away the moisture in his eyes. He had not meant to cry, but the stress finally crushed him, and that was saying something he was almost always under some form of stress.

Donnie did have two mini fridges in his laboratory but one was for keeping viles of blood and other things and the other was for small snacks and drinks when he was on a project that needed his attention 24/7.

Trotting to the ice box the cold chill from inside sank all the way to his bones, there had been no time recently to refill it, all that was left was a few bottles of water and some chips and fruit wedges.

"It hasn't been stocked in a while but it looks like there may be enough for a few days, we might be able to stretch it to three if we ration"

A loud gurgling of a hungry belly made itself known, looking to his sibling who held up his hand in defense, "Don't look at me dude that was all you."

Oh right, his sandwich, that he never got to eat.

"Uh make that two days." somewhat bashfully patting his plastron over his belly.

With a skip in his step Mike trotted over and stole a bag of Cheetos from the mini-fridge, Donatello was somewhat amazed at Mikeys actions, he didn't seem to be disturbed by the on goings. Then again he wasn't in the geniuses positions before, either he really wasn't worried or he was really good at hiding it.

He certainly didn't wish to go back out there and get cornered again, but over his dead body was he going to let Mikey go out there.

"So, we just gotta hang in here? Mmmaann~ I shoulda grabbed my comic books, all you got in here is text books." whining slightly as the Cheetos muffled his voice.

Nodding the genius stood using the fridge to steady the sudden dizziness that washed over his mind as well as yet another heat flash caused his cheeks to color.

"Y-yes we have to stay in here at all costs, at least until we have figured out how to protect ourselves." changing his voice to sound serious but brotherly to make sure Mikey knew that this was extremely important "Whatever you do, don't open that door, no matter what you hear, or see on my monitor." motioning to the security monitors he had set up to watch not only their lair, but a few in the sewer tunnels to catch intruders.

Tapping a few keys the kitchen appeared on one of the many screens, he could feel the cold stone that curled in the bottom of his belly, swallowing thickly when nothing showed up out of the ordinary.

Leo was gone.

Suddenly a loud bang made the youngest brothers jump and swirl around to the lab door grabbing for each other instinctively, the bangs continued accompanied by low growls coming from the other side.

Scrambling to find the correct camera Donatello finally pinpointed what was creating the noise.

His eldest brother beating on the doors with his fists baring his teeth animalistically, Leo must be able to tell they were hiding in his lab, smell them through the thick metal door.

The youngest reached out for Don again, gripping his elbow in a form of reassurance, the only thing separating them from a hormone driven Leo was a door. A thick metal, triple locked, bullet proof door, so the olive turtle wasn't to worried about him some how breaking it down, even with his enhanced strength.

But he was worried about when they had to leave that safety for food. They could easily ration the few snacks that they had but knowing Mikey, he would mow right through it. Donnie could only pray that everything would blow over before that happens but judging by it happening only today, he was kidding himself yet again.

Three days had gone by, and if they didn't bring him and Mikey closer than he was Megan Fox.

Not only did they have no food left, but from time to Leo's alluring scent would seep through the door, fogging their minds with the intent to seek out the caller. Warm churrs tried to coax them out of their hiding place and the scary part was they both had come close to opening the door, if they had been alone of course, who knew what would have happened.

As for bonding time, the smell would also affect them in other ways, talk about awkward having to solve a growing problem in his small bathroom using a small system so they wouldn't be mentally scarred by hearing or seeing each other doing something so personal.

He surely never thought he would ever have to masturbate knowing Mikey had the same problem just outside the door. It didn't help that in the middle of it images of the 3rd eldest would float into his mind.

And it infuriated him to know end that it was Raphael, his missing, red clad, brute, hot headed, anger driven, delinquent, thick headed, irresponsible...strong...tall, muscular, se-

No, he was not going finish that sentence ever, it was unsettling enough he had thoughts that were not brotherly.

But even with all the awkwardness, they were able to formulate a plan of sneaking back out into the lair, and gather some much needed food. They were just about to put it into action, if it wasn't for the youngest turtles small attention span "Do you remember the plan?"

Mikey nodded grinning up at the genius with a mock gun pointed in his general direction "Yes~"

"Are you sure?" such a simple question had to be dipped in weariness when dealing with his little brother, and he was a big part in their little plan and he needed to be sure his role was known.

Blue eyes blinked a few times, that award winning grin turning bashful "Well~ maybeeee we should go over it again, you know, for you, s'not like i forgot or anything."

Don face palmed "Michelangelo please pay attention this time, I can only repeat it so many times before it gets annoying, even to me."

He received a double thumbs up and another goofy grin.

Shifting his shoulder bag slightly Donatello went on to repeat the plan, for a 3rd time, "I'm going out there to grab as many edible items as I can carry in my bag." wiggling the strap for emphasis.

"It is very important that you stay in my lab while I go, you have to watch my cameras and tell me where Leo is located or is moving to, I need to avoid him at all costs."

An olive hand rested on the door knob "And whatever happens, or whatever you hear or see Mike, don't leave this room, I would rather get hurt then you which is why i'm going out and not you. Now can you contain all the for the next few minutes?" despite all the seriousness in his tone he couldn't help but cock a small knowing Mikeys attention span, in a serious situation his sibling turned into a sponge, absorbing as much information or remembering his surrounding. Almost like a photographic memory, but it only lasted until Mikey was out of a serious mess, then it went back normal.

But a strike of uncertainty crossed the party turtles face "As much as I appreciate you protectin' my tail bro, what if he-" "Nothing will happen as long as watch the monitors and feed me his location through my earpiece, that means stay. here. if you're worried about me."

The purple clad ninja suddenly flushed, panting softly from yet another sudden heat flash but gave a reassuring pat on his bros shoulder "Now lets get this done i'm starving im sure you are too." Squeezing one last time before heading back to the door.

Getting into position once more, Don checked his ear phone to hear Mikes testing voice, they may be in the same room but it was easy to hear it right "Testing! Turtle Titan here time to break it down! Boom chika-" "Alright Turtle Titan I can hear you loud and clear." rolling auburn eyes when Mikey flopped his tongue out wildly at the genius, quickly looking over the cameras.

"Looks like big bros hangin' around in my room- aw dude! He's going through my stuff!" More like destroying things in frustration.

"Perfect, that's on the opposite side of the lair," Taking a deep breath to steel himself for what was to happen "Ready?" he breathed

"Rootin' tootin' ready for shootin'!"

And with that, the locks clicked and the handle twisted in his palm, "Here we go."

Sneaking quickly and silently to the kitchen, Donnie grabbed whatever he saw chips, bread, peanut butter, and whatever other junk food happened to be sitting out on the counter.

"Dude grab my soda! Don't forget the soda!" he almost jumped at the sudden voice in the almost silent lair, all beside the loud ruckus he could hear from Mikey's room where Leo must be doing some damage. "Getting to it." he mumbled back softly hastily opening the fridge grabbing said sodas and bottles of water.

Heaven knows after their 'experiences' they would need it to stay hydrated.

"Hurry it up big B looks suspicious- oh! Really!? What the shell! He's ruining my bed!" but it didn't sound like that was all of his rant, it made the exposed turtle to pause.

"Donnie hurry, hes sniffin' the air, I think he knows something up" unrelenting fear shot through his veins, quickly slamming the fridge door in his haste, sprinting as fast as his long legs could carry him struggling with his now full shoulder bag preventing him from going any faster less he spill all its contents.

"HES COMIN-!"

Michelangelo voice didn't register after those few syllables, as his eldest brother now stood just across the lair, less than 50 ft away. Frozen by the sudden appearance Leo cocked his head slightly studying his curiously and what could only be described as a purr filled the stunned silence.

"DONNIE GET OUT OF THERE!"

The voice shocked him from his spot, bolting for his lab door, adrenaline singing in his veins while his heart beat ruthlessly against his chest. He saw it, the step Leo had taken before his senses were regained, the hunger and lust that fogged normally dark brown eyes, even from a distance. Donnie could tell that with no potential mate being spotted for days, he would take what he wanted, and was sure force would be involved.

He wasn't sure who was yelling whether is was him or Mikey over his ear piece, all he could hear was his heart beating loudly in his ears with only one thought on his mind, to get back to his lab.

So he didn't even hear the vicious growl when a weight slammed into his side sending them both flying a few feet before crashing to the floor, bag skidding toward the lab door, head hitting the floor with enough force to make his head spin.

Leos larger body pinned him to the floor on his shell, a shriek escaping Donatello not wanting to re-live his near rape only days ago.

His older sibling was relentless, where he struggled and thrashed to get away, some how Leo was able to maneuver and pin him further down trapping his arms and legs. In his desperate struggles he was able to get a few punches right into a leaf green jaw, but it only succeeded in making an impatient turtle, furious.

"Hang on bro i'm coming!" the disembodied voice floated through his head almost echoing as everything seemed to slow of what the consequences would be is Mikey ventured out.

"NO!" screaming in hysteria "Stay in my lab! Don't you dare come out Michelangelo! Do you hear me!?" Never had he actually lost his cool in a situation that required a level head, he was the brains, it was one of his personality traits, so this was a shock even to himself.

But he couldn't let his baby brother get involved, unable to bare the very thought of seeing his sibling taken and broken. Unable to witness the lifeless, dull eyes that would follow the event. His happy, goofy and carefree brother would no longer smile genuinely, no longer make his silly jokes, no longer be his baby brother. Mikey couldn't be involved,

he will not get involved. Mikey can't be broken, not while he was alive and able to take the torture for him. It was a big brothers job to protect the baby brother, and he damn well intended to do so.

And it that meant taking this, even though he knows with Mikey's help, he could get free from Leos grasp. But taking it anyway to ensure Mikeys safety and stay as far away from Leo in this state as possible, then so be it.

Body unintentionally relaxed under the extra weight and lay stiff, Leo seemed to enjoy his lack of struggle and sniffed at his neck with a pleased churr. Settling between his legs. The dominating aroma the wafted off his brother started to cloud his mind, slowly making him submit instinctually. He couldn't get away, he couldn't run, not without another party, but he wasn't going to allow that, as long as he was here and Mikey stayed in the safety of his lab.

"Donnie!"

He whipped his head around toward the last person he wanted to see right now, a startled cry escaping him. The hovering turtles head shot up at the youngest one arrival, obviously more interested in the freckled turtle as a potential mate then the one he had pinned to the floor. Another soft purr vibrated in the blue clad ninjas chest.

iNO NO NO NO NO NO!/i

Michelangelo hesitated in his rescue when the dominating sibling stared right at him with hazy lust filled eyes, wanting him more than his captive.

When Leonardo made a move to get off of him and go for Mikey, he did the only think he could think of. Don punched Leo as hard as he possibly could. The force sent him off to the side but remained where he was, scrambling away but the firm grip on his ankle prevented him from getting any further. The punch only stunned his more experienced sibling now wishing he would have tried harder to knock him out. So turned to release his frustrations on the only one who would listen.

"What did I tell you!? Get back in my lab this instant!" Ordering frantically at the freckled turtle with more venom than intended. Still trying to remove The leaf green hand from his ankle but slamming his fist onto the iron grip.

"But-" "SHUT UP!" this time losing all patience he had left, snapping back to the youngest. Panicking when the stunned mutant shook his head and growled, the grip on his ankle tightening. Desperate times called for desperate measures.

"Michelangelo I swear to god if you do not get back in my lab and stay there I will never forgive you and disown you as my brother." hissing furiously while he spat out the last word, eyes blazing to get his point across,

'Your protecting him'

When the youngest made no move he jerked forward toward him in an aggressive gesture "GO!" it was enough to snap his own heart, the other fled, but not fast enough because it was like a punch in the gut to see tears roll down Mikeys cheeks. Never did he once have to raise his voice to any of his brothers and it scared himself at how terrifying he sounded.

Donatello was once again pinned viciously to the floor, anger rolled off the dominate turtle in waves, the stalling of not only his release, but the loss of the much more preferred mate. His constant changes in behavior finally reached the bigger turtles limit.

He couldn't express the tiniest amount of relief when he noticed his bag was missing.

'To save him'

Leo hissed, forcing his legs apart clamped his teeth onto his sensitive neck a surprised yelp escaping him from the demanding, harsh bite, a warning to submit.

Tears welled in auburn eyes and squeezed them shut as one last helpless whimper tore through his throat, he could feel his brothers bulge against his tail, this was it. He had to remind himself why he was doing this, repeating a simple phrase like a mantra inside his mind as he willed himself to ignore everything around him using a meditation technique.

For Mikey'

A roar ripped through the air like a thunderous boom and sent terrifying shivers up his spine, and at first didn't realize that the heavy weight that once had him pinned to the floor, was gone.

Or the fact the noise didn't come from Leonardo.

Eyes snapped open and frantically clawed into a sitting position, the oldest was struggling to get up several feet away, having crashed into the coffee table the splintered wood scattered around his form.

Another loud deep roar made his head snap up, jaw dropping in shock at the shock of dark green skin.

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