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Consequences

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Title: Consequences
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Don+LH
Disclaimer: I don't own the turtles.
Summary: Leatherhead loses control again and Donatello happens to be in the way.
Warnings: BLOOD!!!!!

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~Consequences~


   Red. It was under his claws, running down his fingers and drip, drip, dripping to the floor. He stared at it, his body perfectly still. This wasn't right. It was wrong. Why was this here?

   The fog faded from the sides of his vision and he turned, staring at Donatello as he tightened his mask around his arm and used his teeth to tie the ends. The purple darkened suddenly, spreading outward and lengthening before it seemed to still, damp and heady, the thickness of blood hanging in the air between them.

   "Donatello...." his tongue felt heavy, uncoordinated.

   He smiled at him, a knot between his brows but he smiled to him and waved him off, "I'm all right, really. It's just a scratch." Donatello pressed his arm to his chest. It left a glaring red smear across his pale plastron.

   He did that. He had hurt him. It was one thing to shove and push, to roar and smash furniture. But to hurt his friend so. To betray his trust. Leatherhead pulled back sharply, his tail lashing across the cool floor of his lair. Arms rising, covering his face, curling into himself, he growled in his throat and squeezed his eyes shut. "I'm so sorry. Sorry....so sorry." He shook his head, covering his eyes. Tears threatened to fall. It wasn't his biological need to cleanse his eyes that the tears filled his eyes, streaking across his rough cheeks, but for remorse. He fell to the ground, curling his tail around himself, hiding his face in shame; and he felt his tears.

   "Leatherhead..." Doantello called, but he hissed and it echoed in his lair, bouncing to and fro and even to his own ears, it sounded so harsh and evil.

   Warm hands settled over his and Leatherhead stifled a sob, curling his shoulder blades against the touch. "Go away. I do not want to hurt you further."

   "I know you won't. It was an accident."

   "I have far too many of these, accidents, as you call them. I am nothing but....but a mon-"

   "No you aren't!"

   Donatello's voice rang around them, fading into a trembling quiver in the sewers beyond. Leatherhead's muscles bunched up and he held his breath, his heartbeat slowing to a faint thump....thump..... in his chest.

   "You aren't anything like that." Don whispered and his hands stroked his knuckles, trailed across his wrists and left warm bursts of shivers to rush through his body. "You are my friend." He said, his voice so much closer than before. "You are..." he stopped and Leatherhead parted his fingers and stared up at Donatello. The turtle swallowed hard, his dark eyes blinking sharply. "You are special to me."

   Leatherhead couldn't move as Donatello's eyes lock with his. His smaller hands tugged his hands from his face easily, the blood thick between them as it clung to Donatello's arm. Then Donnie touched his cheek, just below his eyes, his calloused hands so soft compared to his hide, and with a dip and a bow, Donatello leaned toward him and pressed a kiss between his eyes, touching his brow to his.

   "I am not safe around my own friends." Leatherhead choked out, small and fragile. He had never felt so small before, but here, with Donatello above him, his touches so delicate and sure, moving with the same slow, careful movements that he used to build his gadgets, Leatherhead could finally breathe and he raised a hand, brushing his claws across Donnie's elbow.

   Donatello's arm twitched, but he smiled and lifted his head, tilting it as he regarded him. "I am the safest I've ever been. Yes, this injury hurts and it will take quite a while for it to heal-"

   Leatherhead hissed again, trying to curl away from him.

   "-but," Donatello moved with him, stepping over his tail, running his fingers over his eye ridge and then across his cheek. "It was an accident. You stopped yourself, Leatherhead. That proves to me that maybe..." He shyly dropped his eyes, not looking him in the eye, his cheeks coloring.

   "I don't want accidents to happen." Leatherhead rose like a slow mountain above his friend, his tail pressing against the genius' legs. He was so warm. "Why can't I control this yet?"

   Donatello laughed, gazing up at him and pressing his injured arm against his plastron. "Because life is never easy, LH. We all have bad habits or problems we have to deal with. Your's is your temper."

   Leatherhead jerked back and blinked both sets of eyelids. Temper? He hadn't ever thought of it like that. Donatello made it sound so simple.

   Donatello scuffed his feet against the ground, his head bowing and he looked away, and Leatherhead touched his cheek, feeling phantom fingers upon his hide. "What is yours?" He hadn't meant to ask that specifically, but it slipped out.

   "I don't speak up." Donatello admitted. Leatherhead raised a brow and snorted, it got a chuckle out of the turtle and he liked the sound of it.

   "You speak plenty loud. You are the only one who can consistently keep your brothers in line if your master is not present."

   He shook his head and sighed heavily, his face coloring darker as he tipped his head back, his warm hand touching his much larger chest. "I don't mean that. I mean, I don't speak up when I want something....for myself. I'm too content standing back and letting my brothers pick out what they want, or just biting my tongue and doing what I'm told. I don't say anything when I...when I want you- something!  I just..." His neck began to color as well and Donatello pulled away, stumbling over his tail.

   "I should go. I should...I should have someone....ah....wrap my arm properly." he fumbled over his words.

   Leatherhead watched his friend gather his things. It was slow work, with only one useable hand. But his belly continuously twisted in knots and his throat bobbed several times as he watched Donatello's movements. As he lifted his duffle bag filled with his things onto his workstation, Leatherhead moved, quiet but quick on his hands and feet.

   Donatello jumped in his arms as he curled around him, wrapping himself around the smaller male, smelling his scent past the congealing blood. He rubbed his cheek against his and he felt Donatello tremble under his palms.

   "I care for you too, my friend. I often wish-" He couldn't bring himself to say it. It was selfish to say it because he couldn't promise he would never lose his temper around him again. The fact he was staring at Don's injured arm, at the discolored mask as the only thing protecting his flesh from the dank sewer air only further made the pain of his betrayal weigh heavier upon him. "I'm so sorry..." He choked out and squeezed his eyes shut.

   He moved then. Pulling away from him, turning, and twisting. Leatherhead swallowed hard, tears rimming his eyes as he opened them, preparing to release him. But Donatello turned, facing him, and with his good arm sliding around his thick neck, he once again felt small and weak compared to the little turtle and he bowed himself. Following his pull, a kiss touched his cheek, another lingered along the edge of his mouth, and yet another kissed away a tear in the corner of eye.

   "Walk me home?"

   "Of course." Leatherhead whispered and Donatello pulled away, his little fingers wrapping around one of his larger ones, pulling him along as Leatherhead took his duffle bag and carried it for him. The sounds of their steps in the water and dry stretches of walkway was the only thing between them. But Donatello never took his hand away, and for a moment, Leatherhead didn't feel like a monster. Monsters didn't get to hold hands.

   ~End~
So! I logged onto AIM and had a surprise! Momorawrr instant messaged me :) It was the first time we have talked and she's so awesome~ So anyway, I had that writing-bug and asked if there was anything she wanted to see, and Leatherhead and remorse was the prompt. And this was the result. I wrote it right then and there in IM. :) it was uber fun!

I've always thought that LH and Donnie were adorable together, I just never really had a significant story idea pop up before. So it's really nice to finally have something for these two <3 I hope you enjoyed it!

~Melissa the Damgel

:D !!!!! Momorawrr drew me a picture!!!!!!! here's the link!! ---> [link]
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