Noon came and it was lunch time. As much as thy hated it, they knew that they would need to wake Donatello up so that way he could have some lunch.

Raphael was the one who walked into the room. Michelangelo had made sandwiches, and had made another feast again. Wanting to make sure that there was something for Don to enjoy.

Raph was cautious as he walked to the little nest, a warm smile on his face when he seen Donatello curled up into a little ball. Very carefully Raphael poked him, though his features were non-threatening and were soft. "Hey, it's lunch time. Ya hungry?"

Donnie was a light sleeper and the gentle touch woke him up with a start, struggling with his tightly tucked sheets and getting tangled up in them in his panic.

Slowly he calmed down and looked up at Raphs soft friendly features and just gave a slight whimper as he lay still not knowing what was expected of him

Raphael sighed when Donatello looked scared. The larger turtle tried not to show how much that hurt, though the way Don was wrapped up like a cocoon made him chuckle softly.

"It's lunch time." Raph said again, a small grin on his face. "Ya hungry? Or do ya wanna sleep some more?"

Donnies confusion didn't fade though with Raphs words. "B.but I've e.eaten today." He said softly, not used to being fed so often. Usually he only got fed every few days or a little every other day if he was lucky

He'd eaten a lot and felt like he'd be punished for being greedy if he ate again and they'd just made a mistake.

The larger turtle frowned. Hearing this made his heart ache. The foot never fed Don properly and the poor turtle had never experienced three course meals a day.

"There are three meals in a day. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Yer gonna probably need ta eat more than that ta get yet strength back." Raphael spoke softly, smiling warmly again. "Come on, let's get ya out of there." He did not make a move though, wanting Donnie to make his mind up for himself.

Donnie slowly got himself out of the bedding and stood up infront of Raph, while still looking at the floor. "T.that's a lot o.of food" Donnie said quietly, not sure if he could eat that much.

He didn't move to leave until Raph did and always stayed behind him a few steps

Leonardo sat at the table, drinking tea. Upon the table was a beautiful tea set that was made in japan, it was white with clouds painted on it in blue. The eldest turtle looked up when Raphael arrived and he managed a smile when Donatello showed up. "Glad to see that you are awake, Donatello."

Raphael sat down in the next empty chair, ushering Don to sit next to him. He could tell that the smaller was nervous and gave him another smile.

Leo sat out some cups and poured Raphael some coffee and tea for Michelangelo and himself. He poured another cup and slowly offered it to Don. "Would you like some?"

That was a question right, not an order? Nervously he shook his head, looking like he was ready for a hit for saying no. He wasn't sure what their names were but either him or the big strong one had to be the leader.

Mikey lay out some simple sandwiches,   but once agains there was all sorts there to give Donnie a good choice of what he wanted to eat. He brought over biscuits and little cakes as well, just a little picnic style lunch for them to pick at, all finger foods since Donnie seemed to struggle with the culturally earlier

Raphael grabbed his sandwiches and biscuits and placed them on the plate.   

Leonardo raised an eyebrow when he seen all the food on Raphael's plate. "You got enough on your plate, Raph?"

The hothead scowled. "Oh shut up, Leo." Raphael hissed, though he knew it was a joke. They were trying to set the mood, make it a little lighter for the smaller turtle.

Though Raphael still felt as though that it was not enough and tried to bring Mikey into the conversation. "Mike eats more than me, I don see ya gettin on his shell fer it."

"Hey!" Mikey whined. True out of all of them Mikey was the chubbiest because of all his pizza and lax attitude towards training but still!

Donnie nervously watched the brothers interact and tried to learn from it. So their names were Leo, Raph and Mike... was Leo telling Raph not to eat so much? Maybe that meant they weren't meant to eat too much food? But there was so much of it!

Hesitantly he took one of the sandwiches and curled up in his chair to eat it, just sitting there and watching the brothers and trying to get a feel for what they were like

Leonardo rolled his eyes. "He does not." The elder said evenly, a grin upon his face. It was nice, they have not joked around in a long time.

When Splinter died, things had been hard. He was their father and master. The old rat raised them well and taught them many things. Dons absence had been hard on him as well, but he did not show it. The old rat hid it behind a mask. Sadly, he died of old age. The years taking its toll on him.

Now the three brothers lived alone, and hopefully they would have a new addition to their family now knowing that Donatello was still alive.   

Raphael grumbled though he said nothing else. Leonardo always chose Mikey's side. It was annoying.

Mikey poked his tongue out teasingly at Raph, knowing that Leo would stand up for him since Raph was always winding him up about his bit of chubb.

Donnie took this time to get a good look around while he wasn't being watched, feeling more relaxed when he was being ignored like usual.

Once he finished his sandwich he didn't grab anything else to eat, but nervously turned to look at Raph. "C.can I have a.a drink?" He wasn't usually given much to drink but they'd given him some water earlier. Hoping that meant that he was allowed more water to drink here. He fidgeted in the seat, worried since there had been times he'd asked in the past and been forced to get on his knees to suck off a foot soldier and swollow his cum as his 'drink'.

Raphael was a little surprised when Donatello turned to him first. Since the smaller seemed to be scared of him. But he did not hesitate. "Ya don't gotta ask Don. Ya can have whatever ya want."

Leonardo frowned when Donatello fidgeted. Though, he was a little happy that they were making some progress. Leo handed Don a pitcher of water and a glass. "I think water would be best."

Raph nodded in agreement, pouring Don the glass and handing it to him, narrowing his eyes at Leo's teasing smirk. "What?"

"You are like a mother hen. How adorable."

"T.thank you." Raph seemed to be the one always around him so he guessed that he was in charge of him? Either way he was always there and nice to him.

Donnie was glad that the glass was poured for him since he was about to drink out of the pitcher that Leo had given him along with the empty glass. He drank the water quickly but not as desperately as before

Raphael smiled in return. Not really sure what to say to that. The large red turtle chugged down the rest of his drink and gathered the rest of his dishes and placed them in the sink.

The hothead returned and smiled again when he poured Donatello another drink, ignoring the looks he was getting. At least Don seemed comfortable around him.

He would take the more relaxed looks then scared ones.

Donnie was making the most of being given so much water, not wasting a drop at looking extremely grateful to Raph each time.

Once he was finished he just sat and waited to be told what to do, not wanting to leave before he was allowed

Raphael stood there for a moment before a thought came to his mind. "Come with me fer a minute." The larger turtle ushered towards the smaller turtle, not waiting for Don to follow him. He could already hear the soft footprints behind him as he led the smaller into his room.

Raph's room was not as big as Dons. It had a hammock, a large shelf with a stereo on it, and other weight lifting equipment.

But there was one particular thing that Raphael wished to show Don. Upon the shelf was a wooden car that looked as though it had been crafted years ago. Raphael had a smile on his face as he placed the wooden car within Donnie's palms. "Ya probably don't rememba but ya made that. Ya yer always good at inventing things. So... I held onta it fer ya. But ya can have it back."

Donnie studied the car carefully. It was beautiful, a bit messy and nowhere near perfect but it was carefully put together even through inexperience. "I.I made this?"

He wasn't sure what to think about this. If they hated him for being so pathetic and weak back then, how had he made something so good, and why did Raph keep it?

Raphael nodded his head, offering a small smile. "Yeah, though ya don't gotta worry about that now." The elder said with a roll of his shoulders, not wanting to put too much pressure on the smaller turtle. Raph had kept that toy because Don had made it for him.

It was something special to their memories and he hoped that it would at least spur up something.

The eldest turtle rubbed the back of his head nervously, not sure on what else to do or to say.

Donnie loved it and held it close like something precious. He did like to make things, the room he slept in the foot wasn't much bigger than a cupboard he but he had made some things that he was proud of over the years...

Had he really gotten that skill here, with his family? "T.thank you" He had tears in his eyes again but this time it was for a different reason, happy that Raph was being so nice to him and given him this gift. He never was given anything before that he could keep

Raphael was taken aback by the tears. He was afraid that he had made him upset again. But, the smaller did not seem to be upset at all.

Donnie looked happy.

Though the crying was awkward and he offered a sheepish smile. "You're welcome." Raphael spoke lowly, patting Don's head. "Ya don't have ta cry though."

"T.thank you." He said again, wanting to do something to show how happy and grateful he was to him, saying thank you wasn't enough as he held the wooden car close to his chest.

Suddenly his eyes brightened as he thought of a way to really show his gratitude. It was what the soldiers made him do to show he was grateful, but this time he wasn't forced, he wanted to do it.

Dropping to his knees Donnie nuzzled against Raphs slit before starting to lap and suck at the lower plastron,   fumbling a little since he was only used to doing this for humans that always had their privates on the outside

Raphael was so distracted by Don's smile that he was confused when Don dropped to his knees. But before he could react, his eyes widened when Donnie got close to his slit and licked it.

This, this should not be happening! Donatello was his brother! His broken brother!

Holding back a moan, Raphael quickly but gently pulled Donatello's face away from his slit, trying to ignore how good it had felt.

"What are ya doin?! Don... This... It's not right." He wanted to get angry, but Donnie did not know what he was doing. Only doing things that the foot had taught him. "Don't. Don't do that."

"I.I wanna show you h.how grateful I.I am... p.please?" He pleaded to pleasure his brother, his hand coming up to cup and rub along his slit since his head was held away from it

Was Raph disgusted by him? Was that why he didn't want him to suck him? His eyes widened in fear at the thought of not even being good enough to pleasure them

Raphael quickly stepped away from Donatello, not at all looking at him, his face etching up in disgust. "Not like that. Brothers, don't show gratitude like that. ‘M sorry."

Raph knew that this would cause Donatello to be closed off again. But he had to stop him. They were brothers. It was not right.

Don needed to understand that. Even if it meant pushing him away.

Donnie's eyes were wide and wet as he suddenly scurried backwards again. Looking at Raph's face all he could see was disgust and it terrified him.

"I.I'm sorry... I'm sorry!" The wooden car dropped to the floor as his hands shook too much to hold it.

His breathing was heavy and he couldn't take it anymore, scared of getting punished by the one he'd started to open up to and he just turned and ran. Skidding out of Raph's room he dove into his own and curled up cowering underneath the bed

Raphael rubbed his face, feeling guilty and upset. He had not meant to hurt him, but the smaller needed to understand. Brothers... They did not do things like that.

....then why was he hating himself for hurting Don and pushing him away like that?

Not able to take it anymore, Raphael had to get away and he barged out of his room.

Leonardo rose to his seat, calling after Donatello on deaf ears but was confused when Raph stormed out as well. "What's going on?"

"Don't worry about it." Raphael hissed and left the lair. He needed to blow off some steam and to erase the images in his head.

Leo looked towards Michelangelo and then to Donnie's room. What just happened?

Mikey looked towards Donnie's room worriedly before turning back to Leo. "We need to make sure he's ok." And with that Mikey rushed off to check on his broken brother, worried even more when he didn't see him in his nest

The broken turtle was dead silent, having learnt to be quiet to keep himself hidden and out of sight when he was scared of punishment. Raph had spent the most time with him and been so nice, but now he was disgusted by him.

"Donatello?" Leonardo called out, but no sound came. The larger turtle searched the room and frowned when he found him under the bed, curled in on himself and looked scared.

"Donatello, are you alright?" But he received no answer, sharing worried looks with his youngest sibling. 

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Raphael did not return until the dead of the night. He was bruised, but the anger he felt had vanished. The hothead had took a step in the room and sighed when the light flickered on and he was face-to-face with a more than pissed off Leonardo. He knew what was coming.

"I'm fine, Leo."

"Cut the bullshit, Raph." Leonardo snapped, knowing very well that something had happened between Donatello and Raphael. "What did you do to him?"

"What? I didn't do anything ta him!" Raphael shouted, defending his broken brother. Raph understood now that what happened back there was not Dons fault. Raphael should have handled it better.

"I gave him. The toy car and he freaked out. End of story."

Leonardo was suspicious, though he bought it for now. He would get the truth out not Raph sooner or later. "I told you slow steps."

"I know, I fucked up, can I sleep now?"

Leo huffed as he watched Raphael walk away. The hothead's anger always got the best of him.

Raphael's sleep was restless. At first it was calm and without dreams now, now he was dreaming of a body hovering over his own. It was a shadowy figure and he could not make out the shape or anything else.

Soft hands caressed his skin, causing his body lots and lots of pleasure. A moan escaped him and the body above his continued to pleasure him. It wasn't until he was met with brown eyes and olive green skin did he awake with a jolt. 

Raphael panted and his eyes scanned the room. His body was sweaty and he rubbed a hand over his face. He was just about to lay back down when he heard a petrified scream.

Donatello.