Ok, everyone stop guessing. Someone has guessed half of it right, actually a few people have. I'm sorry I can't really give half credit, so no one-shot gifts. Sorry! T_T

Anyways, the only thing I can reward you with is an update. Oh and people near enough for this to be the time, and I don't care how many people in my country tell me I can't say this.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

This morning I looked under the tree ^_^

But there were no turtles to see. T_T

"Hey Leo?" Don asked.

The blue masked leader glanced up from the book he was reading to stare up at his brother.

"Um, do you mind if I borrow a few of your books? I'll just be in your room for a few minutes."

Normally, the eldest NEVER let them in his room, Mikey had a tendency to shuffle through everything he owned, Don always poured through the books he kept and eyed the tapestry and pictures that covered the wall. Strangely, it was Raphael who never really bothered anything, the few times the hothead had went into Leo's room was during those rare few times when the eldest was sick or injured. The second eldest was always willing to lend a hand.

Leo tried to say no, but he couldn't bring his lips to form the simple, two letter word. Instead he breathed a shaky sigh and nodded his consent. As Donatello turned away Leo scrunched his eyes together tightly and let a smile cross his face.

He glanced down as the younger turtle beside him curled up and pressed into his side affectionately. He allowed himself to breath as the light above danced along the glass and over the group that lay in comforting togetherness. The olive skinned turtle glanced up once, his eyes betraying fear as he met his eyes.

Then the older turtle allowed his eyes to speak back. Brotherly affection. Protection. No fear.

The smile stayed on Leo's face until a shadow veiled over his thoughts,

He felt weight on his head and glanced up as the weight fell away. The scrapping of tiny claws against his shell had him pressed against the world's glass wall. It all ended here and there wasn't escape from the olive skinned being as he walked forward. His eyes held a knowledge that all of the being's own species would recognize as un-turtle-like. This knowledge held a power. Power that he pressed on those around him.

Leo shook away his thoughts. No, that wasn't it.

"Stop thinking about it," he cursed under his breath.

"Stop thinking about what?" a new voice said, making Leo jump in his seat.

When a deep chuckle followed he frowned and his eyes drooped, "Can I help you Raphael?"

The red masked, turtle, confused look in place, walked around and stared down at his blue masked brother, a certain curiosity in his eyes. True, it had been months since the tests had been completed and they had all found out the truth about their family relations. Finding out that Leo wasn't genetically related to any of them had been shocking at first. They had all agreed that they were brothers no matter what, but the truth hit something deep in them and after Don had told them that the pet shop they had come from only received their reptiles via nests from a research facility, it brought up the interesting question:

If Leo wasn't their brother, then how did he get into their nest?

Shaking away his curiosity for the moment, Raph smirked as he leaned again the arm of the couch that Leo was sitting on, "So, sunset's coming early tonight. So I was thinking about heading out early tonight with Casey, the Purple Dragons have been getting rowdy lately."

Leo opened his mouth to protest but the words fell into early graves before they could climb up his throat. He decided not to fight it, if he did, he'd only remember.

"Alright, just be careful."

Grinning, Raphael went strait to the garage. It still would be a few hours before he could leave the lair but that gave him time to work on his bike. As he set to work on the shell cycle, he allowed his mind to drift back to its previous thoughts. All those months ago they had also, with Master Splinter's help, recovered their lost memories they previously had as normal turtles before their mutation. He had seen Mikey's and Donny's memories but Leo's still remained a mystery. True, he had been a little well, irritated since Leo had refused to share those memories. But of course, it was August 28th, if there was one day Leo would let anything spill, it would be today.

He made a note to himself to return home earlier than usual, the past few years he had simply taken a night prowl on the streets until said night was over, but tonight, would be different.

Alright, well that's chapter 3. There's only three chapters left, so make sure to review.

~Moonsetta