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Devastating Reunion

            Five months. It had been five months to the day since they had finally found Leo after he had gone missing…and he still wouldn’t wake up. He was in a coma, a worse coma than the first when Shredder had attacked him while out on his own a few years ago. They found their big brother but they still didn’t have him back. Master Splinter told them that they should at least be thankful that he was even alive. That didn’t sit well with Raphael. Yes, Leonardo was alive. Yes, he was back home. But that still wasn’t good enough.
*~*~*~*
            He barely ate. He barely slept. It was rare to even see him away from the eldest’s side. He couldn’t bring himself to go anywhere at all. His fears still held too strong a hold on his mind. He avoided sleep when he could, his nightmares coming to life and waking him with ghastly images of Leo’s corpse. These days, he would constantly wake from his restless sleep with clouded eyes and a very damp mask. Keeping close to his brother, seeing him almost fully recovered physically but not mentally; it was the one thing that would ease his fears…but it also fueled them.
            “Please, Leo…wake up.” Raphael whispered every day to his brother, directly into his ear. Every day was a disappointment and his pain would increase, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry this happened. I know it’s my fault you went out that night and got hurt! Please…wake up. Wake up so I can tell you that!” His voice was breaking as tears fell once more. What else could he do? “Leo, I swear if you wake up, I’ll tell you everything! I’ll never even look at alcohol again! I haven’t! You can hate me, be mad at me, yell at me! Just wake up…please!”
            He buried his face in his hands, suppressed sobs making his entire body tremble. He didn’t pay attention to anything except the fact that Leo wouldn’t wake up. The baby-blue eyes that watched from the door of the medical bay held a deep sorrow as their owner gazed at his two eldest brothers: one motionless, comatose and the other falling apart. It hurt to see, it hurt to feel…so he walked away.
*~*~*~*
            “Hey…Donnie?” The resident genius looked up from his computer at the clear hesitation in his little brother’s voice.
            “What’s wrong Mikey?” Donatello asked in concern as the orange-banded ninja came into his brother’s room and sat beside him. The sea-green turtle was quiet for a time, trying to get his worries into a verbal statement that made sense.
            “Do you think…will Leo ever wake up?” The question was quiet, spoken softly as if he had mentioned a terrible taboo. It hurt to hear.
            “I don’t know Mikey. I’ve been trying to find answers but all I’ve found is how to care and treat comatose patients…not how to get them to wake up.” The purple-banded ninja responded. He wished he had something else to say, something positive for a change.
            “What about Raph? He’s not sleeping, barely eating, and I don’t think he’s left Leo’s side longer than a few seconds, if that! I want to help him but I don’t know what to do!” Michelangelo was in tears by the time he finished and Donatello pulled him into his arms. The olive-green turtle held his little brother close as he cried, for once not knowing to what to say.
            “I just want Leo back! I want Raph back!” Mikey cried out as he buried his face in the crook of Donnie’s neck.
            “I know Mikey…so do I.” Donnie responded as his own tears began to fall.
*~*~*~*
            “I’m in love with him. I’m actually in love with my brother.” Leonardo stared at his shocked face in the mirror as he finally understood. Every smile he received, every small and lingering touch on his skin: they sent a shock of electricity through his entire being. That was why the fights hurt so much more than they used to.
            It was after that day at the farmhouse. The day he and Raphael had spent together. Their peaceful walk, the fun water battle, and then on the swinging bench watching the sunset. He didn’t want the day to end…at least not like it did. No, the realization that he was in love with his brother only hit after picturing the two of them together.
            He imagined taking Raphael’s hand and leading him upstairs to his temporary room. They shut the door and locked it before the red-banded ninja grabbed the leader and pushed him against the door. A familiar smirk was displayed just before Raph leaned in and claimed Leo’s lips with his own. It was a chaste kiss at first, slow and delicate but it quickly became far more passionate as need was released.
            Their gear was hastily removed and tossed aside as their bodies ground together making both groan in pleasure at the feeling. Things continued to escalate until Leonardo imagined being beneath Raphael’s powerful body. He imagined the emerald ninja slipping his slicked up fingers into his tight ass, stretching him for something larger. He imagined those skillful fingers being removed and a hot, throbbing erection rubbing against his hole before pushing in at long last. In his mind’s eye he saw it all happening.
            But it didn’t. It was just a scene, a fantasy that flashed through his mind as he sat beside his younger brother. He quickly stood up from the swinging bench and told the larger ninja they should head in, “Everyone is probably waiting.”
            Late that evening, after a cold shower, Leonardo stood before the bathroom mirror. His face was still flushed from his activities in the streaming water, the coldness of it doing nothing to calm him. He was shocked. Stunned by his thoughts for his younger brother and the sheer intensity of his need for him. However, it wasn’t the powerful physicality that shocked him most. It was the emotion, the overwhelming feelings that left him breathless that were the most shocking and difficult to accept.
            “I…I’m in love with Raph…”
*~*~*~*
            It was terrifying. There was nothing but an impenetrable darkness everywhere he looked. There was no sound, no feeling other than the fear that made his heartbeat quicken to a hammering pace in his chest. He was so lost and no matter what direction he ran in, there was no escape…there was no way out. He needed help, he needed light.
            “Leo…” That voice, he knew that voice… “Please Leo, wake up!” He didn’t understand. He wasn’t sleeping. He was trapped.
Please…someone find me…Raph…where are you?! He was yelling…he knew he was yelling but his voice held no volume, there was no sound. RAPHAEL!! He screamed with such intensity that had there been sound, his voice box would have hurt after. He screamed in silence and as he did so, allowed his feelings to be released in the process. He let them wash over and surround him as tears started to fall. He needed him, needed to see Raphael again even for just a moment. It was a desperate and despairing desire. It was his only light in the dark…and he chased after it.
*~*~*~*
            Something jolted him awake.   It felt as if someone roughly pushed his head to the side after knocking into him. He became quite furious in record time and was about to start shouting at Michelangelo but…he wasn’t there. No one was in the medical bay except for Leo and himself. Confusion quickly replacing his fury, Raphael lifted his hand and felt where he had been hit. He wasn’t imagining things…but what the hell?! A sudden thought struck then, one that left a lump in his throat and a beyond hopeful weight in his chest. The red-banded turtle slowly turned to look at his elder brother’s face and felt his jaw drop.
*~*~*~*
            It was blurry…really blurry; everything was. All the colors and shapes around him were blended together like a child’s finger-painting. It was disorienting and making him feel sick. With every minute that passed he could feel his temperature rising and his stomach lurching uncomfortably. It was too hot and he tried to move but his entire body felt as heavy as a ton of lead. He only managed to jerk his arm and felt that he had hit something.
            He heard something that sounded like a grunt and fought to clear his vision to see where the sound had come from…or rather who. Bleary amber-brown eyes slowly opened halfway, blinking constantly to clear his sight. After what seemed like hours, Leonardo’s vision finally cleared and the sight that greeted him left him feeling uneasy and very apprehensive.
*~*~*~*
            Donatello was reading one page after another from every book and website he could find in order to find a way to help his oldest brother wake up. But there was nothing. There were only suggestions, mere guesses of people who couldn’t really say for sure if what they did actually worked or if it was just a miracle. Either way, there was nothing.
            Donnie slammed his fists down on his desk, the power sending ricocheted vibrations across it and knocking over several stacks of books and papers. They were strewn across the floor in chaos and were completely ignored by the genius as he finally broke down and cried. Months of suppressed pain was finally released as the genius ninja gave up his search. He failed his family. He failed Leo. He was a failure.
*~*~*~*
            Mikey had been staring into the fridge for so long that he had no idea what time it was. Moving as if he were being controlled like a puppet, he closed the refrigerator and walked away. He was intending to go to his room and try to sleep another day away but something he heard caught his attention. As he was passing Donnie’s lab, he heard the familiar sound of crying.
            Heart sinking fast, Michelangelo burst into the purple-banded ninja’s lab to find his brother at his desk. The olive-green turtle was bent forward, head in his hands, and shaking uncontrollably as he sobbed. Fearing the worst, Mikey darted forward and grabbed his brother about the shoulders, forcing him to face the younger ninja.
            “M-Mikey, What-” Donatello was interrupted.
            “What happened? Is Leo…?” The orange-banded turtle’s voice caught in his throat, unable to ask what he feared. His brother understood immediately.
            “No, Mikey. It’s not that. Leo’s…still in the coma. I just…I…I can’t find anything to bring him out of it!” Donatello broke down once more, burying his face in his hands as tears streamed down. Understanding dawned on the youngest ninja then and he pulled his older brother into his arms.
            “It’s not your fault. You tried, y-you did your best…” Mikey struggled out as he felt his throat constrict with emotion. He hugged Donnie tightly to his self and felt familiar strong arms wrap around him in turn. Together they stood in each other’s arms, both being the other’s anchor to hold them steady in the emotional turmoil they faced.
            They only broke apart when they heard Raphael yelling for them to come quickly. Both felt their hearts sink as they rushed to the medical bay, fearing the worst. What they saw upon coming through the door left them and their sensei stunned.
*~*~*~*
            Splinter resided in his room attempting to calm his overly shot nerves with several cups of his favorite tea. He did his best to keep his mind empty, his thoughts clear. It was…difficult. Every time he blinked he saw Leonardo’s too pale face, his entire body covered in bandages and stained with blood. His son was hurt beyond measure and he couldn’t do anything about it.
            With an unsteady sigh, Splinter sipped at his tea as he fought to keep his tears from escaping. This whole situation was a nightmare for his family and he had no idea how to fix things. A disheartened sigh escaped as he stared at the photograph beside his kettle. It was of him and his sons on a mini vacation. They had gone to April’s farmhouse for a few days after a particularly difficult battle with the Shredder.
            They had won but were in much need of peaceful recuperation. The farmhouse was the perfect fit. Everyone found their peace together; particularly his sons. Donatello and Michelangelo had gone off together with Leonardo and Raphael doing the same. When they returned, something seemed very different between them. Donnie and Mikey stood closer together than usual, hugs and simple touches lasted longer and looked more like loving caresses.
            Leonardo and Raphael though, they seemed far too tense around each other. It was as if the wrong move would send them overboard and headlong into something that could not be undone…even if both of them wanted it to happen. Ah his sons, the harder they tried to hide something the more obvious it was to all but them.
            Such thoughts actually brought a chuckle out of the Ninja Master before he heard something that sent dread rushing through him. Raphael had yelled for the family to come quickly to the medical bay. What he saw when he arrived stunned him into silence.
*~*~*~*
            Raphael’s heart hammered in his chest as he saw amber-brown eyes slowly open for the first time in five months. He slowly stood up as if he were running on auto pilot and yelled for his family. It took mere seconds for Splinter, Donatello, and Michelangelo to come running into the medical bay only to freeze at the scene before them.
            “Raph?” Mikey questioned in a voice barely above a whisper as his eyes fell upon the one lying in the bed. Three pairs of eyes widened in shock as the family of ninja took a collected gasp. Leo was finally awake.
*~*~*~*
            “L-Leo?” Raph called gently, his voice laced with emotion as he slowly approached his brother’s bedside. He and the other’s watched with bated breath as the leader slowly turned his head toward the red-banded ninja. It looked as though that one small movement took a great deal of effort.
            Amber-brown eyes gazed intently at the one who spoke but there was no other reaction. The leaf-green turtle lay still as he took in the other’s appearance. He looked exhausted, depressed, but a hopeful light was growing and shining in his golden eyes…Leo just didn’t understand why.
            With an even greater effort, the recovering ninja managed to speak. His voice was horse and so very low from both his injuries and lack of use but what he said was clearly heard by the others…and it was devastating.
            “Who are you?”
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