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Siren's Song

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~ Baby, when they look up at the sky,

We’ll be shooting stars just passing by.

You’ll be coming home with me tonight,

And we’ll be burning up like neon lights… ~

 

Raphael whooped as they raced across the rooftops, arms back and fists loose. Leo was ahead of him, running backwards toward their hideaway. He grinned from earslit to earslit, a playful glint in his eyes as he did a flip, spinning around in midair to race toward the old motel. Raph happily followed, vigor increased by the unspoken challenge.

The larger mutant came up beside his brother and flashed the surprised leader a smirk. They shared a giggle and vaulted over each alley together. Raph decided that they’d be showering together later, seeing as they’d both be sweaty and dirty and covered in… Yesss.

 

~ Be still my heart, 'cause it's freaking out… it's freaking out, right now.

Shining like stars 'cause we're beautiful, we're beautiful, right now. ~

 

By the time they skidded to a halt on the motel roof, their hearts were beating a mile a minute--they weren’t in the same shape as they used to be, no longer constantly running and fighting. But they were still athletes, still toned and graceful with quick hands… Gods, Leo had such quick hands .

Raph didn’t have time to calm himself before his leader was on him, pushing toward the stairwell in the middle of the roof with his hot mouth pressed firmly and insistently over his mate's. The aggressiveness was not unusual, though it was normally Raphael that did the pushing and shoving. He wasn’t about to complain.

“Mm… open the door.” He hummed happily, a grin stretched over his face. Leonardo snatched his lips back up and shoved him right up against the door, their plastrons clacking together.

His mate’s tongue slithered inside of his mouth, licking along his teeth. The red banded ninja let loose a groan and grabbed for the back of the other’s skull, panting. He tried mumbling through the kiss but Leo wouldn’t let him.

“Leo— mph .”

“Shut up.”

“Open.”

“Stop.”

“Le—”

Their lips and tongues disconnected with a wet smack. The hothead took advantage of the opportunity. “Open. The. Damn. Door .” A breathless chuckle answered him and he gaped as the swordsman sank to his knees. “The fuck are ya’ doin’?”

“What’s it look like?”

Leo quickly came to regret his lack of caution.

 

~ You're all I see in all these places; ~

 

“We don’t know why it’s not eating; all it does is stare out the window by the cage.”

Outside the strange building, his lover danced with the fireflies.

 

~ You're all I see in all these faces. ~

 

         Raph watched as the doctor-that-wasn’t-really-Leo-because-Leo-would-never-do-this-to-him plunged another needle into his arm. He hissed brokenly as the not-quite-right looking blood flowed through the tube attached to it.

 

~ So let's pretend we're running out of time, of time. ~

 

         The two turtles spent the few moments they were allowed together in embrace, waiting for the moment they’d be killed.

 

~ Baby, when they look up at the sky,

We’ll be shooting stars just passing by.

You’ll be coming home with me tonight,

And we’ll be burning up like neon lights! ~

 

         “It’s—guys—you’re gonna—okay.”

         Raph panted heavily, glassy eyes rolling wildly as he fought for breath, fought for coherency. “Leo—”

         He’s—Raph’s.” There was another voice mingled in with the echoing, broken one that rang in his ears and stomp in his brain. All he understood was that Leo was his.

         “Raph—hurt you?—Leo—him—who were they?”

         He jostled as the person carrying him jumped.

 

~ Baby, when they look up at the sky,

We’ll be shooting stars just passing by.

You’ll be coming home with me tonight,

And we’ll be burning up like neon lights! ~

 

         Raphael’s first instinct upon waking was that he was hungry—so very, very hungry. His second was that he distinctly remembered Leonardo was about to give him head on an espoused rooftop.

         “Leo—”

         Stay down—fine—got him.”

         He trusted the mangled voice that spoke to him, though he couldn’t see past the glaring white light that burned his retinas.

         He hissed as he felt another needle sink into him and let his over-worked eyes fall closed. His last thought before falling asleep was that he hoped Leo was safe at home now.

         “Home—Leo—here—safe.”

 

~ Neon lights –

Neon lights –

Neon lights –

Like neon lights! Oh—

Like neon lights! Ohh… ~

 

         He awoke several times after that, each time thinking he saw a flash of lovely blue zip through the too-bright lights, only for it to disappear when he tried reaching out to it. It made him think of Leo, of his mask and his eyes. His eyes… Gods, his eyes hurt.

         He turned his head, the white light now blinding his peripherals rather than his entire eye. He glared at the fuzzy neon purple letters that flickered at him.

 

~ Be still my heart, 'cause it's freaking out… it's freaking out, right now.

Shining like stars 'cause we're beautiful, we're beautiful, right now. ~

 

         He could feel his heart racing in his chest, pounding relentlessly against his plastron. He heard the broken voice somewhere above and beside him.

         He’s unstable—get the—

         Is he gonna be okay?

         Leo?

         I don’t know…

         Leo… Leo…

         Hang on, Raph! Hang on!

         The blue flashed through the light again and he couldn’t help but think of the farmhouse. It was always so beautiful up there. So beautiful…

 

~ You're all I see in all these places;

You're all I see in all these faces.

So let's pretend we're running out of time, of time! ~

 

         He was back in the cage… Leo wasn’t here but the Not-Leo-Doctor was outside talking to one of the guards.

         “He’s almost ready, boss, he just needs a little more time.”

         Time. He didn’t have time. Raph would get them, he’d get them all.

 

~ So let's pretend we're running out of time, of time ~

 

         Donnie, is he okay?

         I don’t know… I think—maybe—call April and Casey—Karai?—We’ll go—farmhouse—better.

         The broken voice—Donnie?—continued to talk, but he was listening for Leo. He wanted Leo… Leo?

         You’ll be okay, Raph, I promise.