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Something he left behind

Soft noises from a movie were heard out of the room. What it was or what was said didn't matter, if you ask Leonardo Splinterson that is. Or what the boys called him, Old man was what they used but the name that he went by was Ronin, the name that reminded him of his dear friend Usagi. He had other reasons to be called that, he had lost his master when he came to this world years ago and the name Leonardo was used by young red-eared slider already and to avoid confusion he gave himself a new name.

Leaning against the wall, listening to four young teenage turtle boys talk about the movie, one of those sci-fi movies that the boys liked to watch together as a family. It gave him something else to focus on, he could go and meditate but he didn't feel like it, which was odd since it was one of his things to pass the time or let his thoughts wander. How long has he been in this universe? He had lost the count after five years, he guessed, it was a few years too long. And still he didn't know how to return to his own universe, he wasn't that intelligent as one of his brothers to know how the world traveling worked and he knew the boys would miss him if he left. He had been with them since they were little kids, taking him in when he came to this world. He couldn't remember anything from that day other than every fiber of him hurted like shell.

Every day from the day he came to his senses, he saw the boys bicker about something small, like pizza slices or what movie to watch, the normal teenager stuff. It did give him a longing feeling to see his own brothers and his own home, friends and anything that he had left behind. He raised one of his hands against his own chest, feeling the steady heart beating, informing him that he was still alive. What he didn't know was if his own brothers were alive. Were they safe? Did Raphael take care of them like he ordered before.. He couldn't remember what had happened back then, he had tried to think and always it gave him a headache or it came back blank.

Lowering his gaze towards his chest, his eyes spotted the bright colored rings that were on his wrist wrapped on his old mask. The one he couldn't use as it looked torn and old, but he couldn't get rid of it as it brought memories of his past. Like the rings that his eyes glued onto, red, purple and orange.

He still remembered the day when he and his brothers were just little kids, starting their training under their father. His youngest brother came up with an idea to have each other's colors on them so they were always together. Back then he was skeptical about it, as if they'll be separated, they were brothers, they only had each other while being only ones of their kind as well. Well… His brother was right this time, these three little rings were the only things he had left anymore of his little brothers.

Red was the first color of the three, fingers softly touching it he thought about his hotheaded, powerful and ready to fight brother, Raphael. He looked like he could bite but his heart was full of gold and he loved his family. Shell, even now he missed the times when they bickered about things, like when he was almost fooled by Oroku Saki or when Raphael didn't agree with his plans all together, especially when they met Karai the first time. But the thing that he missed the most was the passion that led his brother to protect the ones he loved, especially their little brothers. The sheer force that pumped in every move and strike when Raph put himself between his family and the threat, taking the brunt of it even if it cost his own life.

The next color was the color of his most intelligent, kind and quiet brother, Donatello. The one who had sometimes his head in the clouds, thinking of the next project he could do to make their lives much easier. The way Don's eyes shined when there was something new to learn or new technology to use, but for him they were only toys to play with. No matter what it was or if it was broken, he knew his little brother would find the way to fix it. Who else would have made their lair safe from unwanted visitors.. Most of the time at least, he knew his brother blamed himself always if something went wrong, even if it wasn't his fault at all. He even studied some medical stuff, since their red banded brother got hurt the most. Mostly protecting their family genius as he worked on something else, like defusing bombs or taking control of the enemy computers.

What Leo missed the most was the scent of the caffeine which their genius brother drank most of the time. Sometimes when the homesickness was worst, he'd go to the kitchen, brew a little bit of that bean water and let the scent take him back in time, imagining Don drinking a cup of it while taking notes for his new project. He could almost hear the steady thumping sound of what happened when Raph punched their punching bag, getting rid of the excess energy most likely. And he could almost see their youngest brother, laying across the couch, comic book in his hand, who knows which one of them as he had so many of them, his eyes shining with wonder, soft cat snuggling close to him for warmth, Klunk, the cat what their baby brother took in and takes good care of.

About that, the last but not least color of the rings belonged to that brother. The one who always smiled or joked around to lift the mood, or teasing someone, most likely Raph. The last brother was Michelangelo, the battle Nexus champion as he always reminded his brothers. Like any of his brothers, he missed the days when he'll watch his little brother playing one of those games on those consoles, which has seen better days and was fixed so many times by family genius that he had lost count of it. Even if he wasn't following clearly what his brother was talking about, he gladly let his brother talk about things that interested him. Missing the days when he saw baby brother making that serious face while battling with the enemy and seeing the potential inside of him ready to be unleashed if he just focused enough or at least trained. Not like his brothers weren't serious about training like Leo was but he didn't mind that much, as long as they kept themselves safe it all mattered to him.

“I miss you guys so much…” Leo mumbled under his breath, feeling tears pool under his eyes, soaking the blue mask as they fell down to his cheeks, holding hands close to his chest, fingers crossing over the rings while lifting his gaze up towards the ceiling. He didn't try to hide those tears and emotions that his face showed. Who would even see it? He was alone in that hallway, this world's Splinter had most likely fallen asleep on his chair and other turtles were still watching movies inside the room. So for this once he let the emotions show freely as a soft smile lifted on his lips, letting his thoughts wander to his past and his small but happy family. What he missed so much that it hurt his heart. Though sometimes even his brothers get on his nerves, he still loved them so much.

“Did anyone hear that?” That phrase snapped Leo back to present, not sure who it was who asked that, most likely one of the boys. Did the movie end already? He wondered as his thoughts went to the young boys what he had learned to love like his own brothers, making sure they were safe and protected from the dangers they weren't even ready to face. But now maybe it was time to walk away from them, he didn't want to be seen by them. Not when his mask was soaked with tears and if he took the mask off, his eyes would be red from crying. He wasn't in the mood to be seen by the young ones in this state of mind, not when he knew they all would get worried about him, which he didn't want at all.

Lifting himself from the wall, keeping hands close to his chest, he took off. Making sure to be silent as he walked towards his room what he was given all those years ago. He knew he wouldn't sleep at all but maybe some light reading or maybe… Just maybe he'll make a little stop by the kitchen to brew a little bit of that bean water and lock himself to his room, letting that scent fill his small room and take his mind back to the good times.

Not knowing that one of the turtles had taken a gaze off the screen, eyes going straight to the entrance of the room where he saw a little bit of blue before it disappeared into the dark hallway. His eyes gleaming with worry towards the older turtle, knowing very well that the other one had been there the whole time. “I didn't hear a thing” the boy in the blue mask said after a while, turning gaze back to the screen while his thoughts were somewhere else. Maybe he'll have a talk with the old turtle after the movie to see how the other was doing or maybe talk to him in the morning when he is in a better mood and ready to talk.

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Hoo boy what can I say, it has been years since I had written anything or posted my stories anywhere. But I got inspired by the little comic test page I made and it just went from there. And oh this kinda is tied to the same au where 03 Raph and 03 Donnie are with 2012 turtles. Maybe someday I'll write something about that.. who knows

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