A/N: Well, my computer was down last week, so I was unable to update. On the bright side, I'll have a new fic up soon!

Disclaimer: I do not own the TMNT.

Leo stood at the entrance, Naito at his side. His katanas were strapped to his shell with a thick leather strap. A black belt was wrapped about his waist where a handgun rested on his hip. His knees and ankles were wrapped with thick black leather strips. He wore a black leather gauntlet on his left hand.

He fixed his older brother with a dark gray gaze.

Naito looked him over with but a movement of his crystalline gray eyes.

"So this is your... business attire." Naito muttered as he rested his hands on his belt.

Leo smirked at him. "You could say that." He glanced at the ground and back up at Naito. There was a strange darkness in his eyes. "Brother, come with me." He said with a forlorn look.

Naito sighed and he stared at Leo's gray gaze. "I can't. I have a responsibility to them."

Leo's eyes flashed angrily and he strode up to his twin.

"They don't accept you, Naito. They'll never accept you. Why would you want to stay here?" Leo snarled suddenly, grasping his twin by the shoulders with a blazing gaze.

Naito gave him a calm look. "Because I still love them." He said. Naito gently removed Leo's hand from his shoulders. "They're not like either of us. They can't protect themselves like us. We're different from them. They are vulnerable to the darkness around us."

Naito released Leo's hands. "I love you, brother, and I wish I could go with you-but they need me."

Leo's gaze shifted over Naito's shoulder and he tensed with a scowl upon his features. Naito turned and watched Raphael approach, followed by Don, Mikey, and Master Splinter. Naito calmly watched as his adoptive family halted not more than a few feet away. Each held expressionless faces and stood stiff.
Raphael crossed his arms over his plastron with smoldering amber eyes.
"Raph," Naito began. The red masked terrapin shot him a look that was a mix of anger and hesitance.

"You need to be quiet unless I address you." He spoke swiftly. Naito opened his mouth but shut it. Raphael's face still bore the ritual marks from the ceremony that named him as the successor. Naito was lower than Raphael in clan status and had to obey his younger brother because of that, even though when it had been the reverse, Raphael had not respected that rule.

Naito bowed his head and stepped back.

Raph quickly surged forward, between Leo and Naito.

Leo leveled a blazing dark gray gaze on Raphael. He glanced at Naito who only gave the slightest shake of his head. Leo tensed and clenched his hands into fists before turning his gaze back to Raphael. Leo wasn't taller than Raph, but he was far more intimidating. The scars that adorned his flesh as well as the way he stared at Raph as if the red masked turtle were no more than a child was unsettling. Still, Raphael maintained eye contact, never flinching under the scrutiny.

"You still wanna leave, huh?" Raph asked, his voice dripping with restrained disgust and contempt. He had heard of what Leo had said to Mikey, and he hadn't been a bit happy about it.

Leo folded his arms across his plastron. "Yes. I thought I made that clear."

Raph tensed and Leo noticed his muscles bunch up.

"I don't think it's a good idea. Ya' only just got back."

Leo's gaze narrowed to slits, even Naito tensed.

"That's not my concern. I have things to take care of."

Leo noticed the slight twitch of Raphael's hand as well as the subtle shifting of the other two turtles. His hands dropped to his side to rest on his belt and his Glock handgun. He made his appearance to be casual, but he knew they sensed the danger from him.

"We can't let you do that. You'll endanger our home now that you know where we live. You're one of us, if humans get a hold of ya', then we're likely to be hunted down. This is fer' yer' own safety." Raph said as he unsheathed his sais. Leo quickly leapt aside, barely avoiding a bo staff.

He rolled and rose to his feet, drawing his handgun as he did so.

Naito leapt out behind Raphael and wrapped his arms around Raph's throat, squeezing hard as he dragged the red masked terrapin back. Mikey and Don turned at the sound of strangled breaths, spotting Naito strangling Raph. Naito's crystalline gray gaze met Leo's darker gray gaze. "Run." He mouthed.
Leo nodded and turned to sprint off only to come snout to snout with Master Splinter. An open palm strike to his abdomen sent him reeling back and to the ground on his shell.

Leo rolled aside, dodging a strike from Splinter's cane. He rose onto his feet and faced the aged sensei. He slipped his Glock back into its holster. At this range, it wouldn't be of any use, not against a ninjutsu master.

There was a series of loud smacking sounds just as a dark figure skidded between Splinter and Leo. Naito turned his head and nodded at Leo. He turned back to Master Splinter and entered a fighting stance. The aged sensei shot him a furious look and sprinted forward. Naito blocked the first few punches with his left arm. He ducked under another and twisted out of the path of an elbow.

They became a flurry of strikes without interruption. Splinter landed a solid chop to the side of Naito's abdomen, eliciting a grunt from the terrapin warrior. Naito, however, clamped a hand over Splinter's wrist, pressing it firmly against his side. Naito twisted to the right, dragging his lighter opponent with him. He then twisted his master's arm, forcing the sensei into an uncomfortable position lest his arm snap.

Naito turned to Leo, a calm look of acceptance plastered on his features. "Go." He said, knowing that the joint lock would not last long.

Leo hesitated for a split second before sprinting past Naito.

Master Splinter twisted his body and wrapped a hand around Naito's right wrist and jerked sharply. Naito blinked and found himself in a very uncomfortable position with his arm turned sharply behind his shell. A chop to the back of his neck sent stars into his vision. His vision darkened. Naito's eyes rolled back and he toppled onto his plastron as his sensei released him.

...

"Reporting for duty, Sir." Leo said as he snapped a crisp salute at the dark silhouette of Agent Bishop. The terrapin stood in a dimly lit room. His gray eyes were calm but restless.

"Welcome back, Leonardo. You've been gone for a long while." Bishop said as he turned to face the turtle. "At ease. Do tell, though, what took so long?"

Leo relaxed, dropping his salute. He folded his arms across his plastron and looked Bishop in the eye. "Nothing, it was just business."

"Business."

"Yeah, business."

Bishop chuckled. "I thought it was more personal than that. Wasn't he your brother? The person who tried to kill you and took your place?"

Leo muttered something under his breath and dropped his gaze to the floor.
Bishop frowned. "You did kill him, right?"

Leo remained silent.

Bishop adjusted his shades and crossed his arms in front of him. "He is a threat to the state, Leonardo. I gave you an order and you defied it. You were to kill him. Explain yourself."

"I was wrong. I meant to kill him, I was going to do it, but I couldn't. He's like me. More than I thought, Sir."

Bishop stared through him, he sighed. "That's disappointing, Leonardo."

Leo raised his gaze to meet Bishop's. The human did not look pleased.

"This wasn't about your personal vendetta, Leonardo. The government needs this taken care of. I'm reassigning you to Detroit, where you can rethink defying my orders."

Leo stared at Bishop and nodded. He understood. It hadn't been his decision to spare Naito or not. Bishop had given him the objective because he knew how Leo wanted vengeance. Now, Bishop was going to relocate him to Detroit and have someone else go after Naito. Leo wasn't too worried about it. Naito was strong and capable and a better fighter than Leo. Naito could handle himself, plus he still had a family to back him up if he were to be at a disadvantage.

Leo turned on his heel and walked away.

He still wondered what would happen to Naito.

...

Naito waited, kneeling on the floor with his hands on his lap. His wrists were shackled together and a third chain connected to a shackle about his throat. His calm gray gaze was covered by a black blindfold. His head was bowed as he knelt there. The room he was in was dark and silent. The darkness pressed in on him, but he didn't mind it. He lived in the dark for his entire childhood. It did not bother him. He felt at home in it. If he was to spend his last moments in the darkness, then he would.

Naito had easily accepted his inevitable death. He knew he would die some day. Whether his enemies got him or he killed himself. He hadn't seen this type of death coming. It was a little hard to take in. His family was to slay him. Like an animal. How fitting.

He breathed in a slow sigh.

Memories flowed through his thoughts as he knelt there in the dark. Most of them were painful, but some were warm. He smiled a cold smile. What were memories to him?

He was going to die shortly.

Naito stretched his neck, eliciting a crack from the joint that echoed in the room. Leo's words echoed in his head. As much as Naito disliked it, Leo was right. He didn't owe his family a damned thing. He could still leave. He could leave right now if he wanted to. What was stopping him? He wouldn't be endangering any of his family by leaving. However, Leo knew the location of the lair now. What was to stop his twin from giving it to Bishop and having the entire family slain? Yet, Naito knew that Leo wouldn't do that. He could feel it inside of him.

Naito sighed and bowed his head again. He should have left with Leo, yet he couldn't have, could he? He had needed to hold Splinter back. But he could have knocked the rat unconscious.

Naito opened his crystalline gaze, focusing on the chain links that bound his wrists together. He gently pulled his wrists apart, the chain clinked with the movement. He pulled until the chains were stiff and tense. They were pretty strong. Naito remained still for a moment.

Was it worth it? Could he really leave?

They wanted him dead. They didn't care. He had everything to lose if he stayed.

What about Leo?

He would have to find him.

Agent Bishop?

He would deal with that one in time.

Naito pulled his wrists apart with a strong yank.

The chain snapped.

A/N: I've having a bit of an argument with myself on how to continue this fic, so if my kind readers would like to offer their own opinions on it, I could probably pump out another chappy soon ;)