Just Give Me A Reason

1: Takin Orders

"I'M GETTIN TIRED OF YA BOSSIN ME AROUND LEO!" Raphael's voice filled with rage and unspeakable aggressiveness.

"It's my duty as the oldest and the leader of THIS team to protect you, Donatello, and Michelangelo no matter WHAT. So you will follow my orders as they are given Raphael." Leo sternly replied, watching as the red clad turtle's anger burned brighter.

Raphael pushed Leonardo. His strength increased due to his current state. "I'M DONE!"

"THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?" Leo argued back giving his rogue brother a cold stare. "Leave..."

Raphael snorted pushing past his brother. "Maybe I will..."

On his way out of the lair, Mikey's eyes were filled with tears. "Raphie!?" He yelled hoping his brother would hear his cries. "Raphie!?" But there was no response.

Donnie grabbed Mikey before he feel to his knees. "Fix this.." Donatello demanded carrying Mikey to the couch.

"Fix this?" Leonardo questioned roughly pacing back and forth. "Fix this? He started this...why should I have to fix THIS?"

Taking in a deep breath, Leonardo just wanted his brother to listen to him for once. Was that so much to ask for? Just to follow a simple order given. Leo went to pratice his katas, as a way to cool down.

It's been an hour since Raphael had left. Mikey and Mikey was missing.

"Donatello! Have you seen Michelangelo?" Leo questioned standing tall.

"After the swelling went down, he murmured something and ran out of the lair...I imagine he went for Raphael. Something YOU should've done." Donnie replied crossing his arms over his plastron. Realizing he was becoming tense, he slowly started to drop his hands to his sides. "Sorry Leo...but this was you and Raphael's problem...not Michelangelo and Raphael's problem."

The oldest rested a reassuring hand on he brainy turtles shoulder. "I understand, and you're right."

-- Scene Change --

Raphael angrily stood above New york. Clenching his fists, the tails of his masks flew in the wind. "WHY AM I STILL LIVING!?" He cursed falling to his knees.

Tears clouding his once perfect vision. He didn't understand why Leo would tell him to leave? They argued all the time, but his big brother never ONCE told him to leave. An emptiness began to fill the red clad turtle. A depression hit him. Like a darkness was trying to take over his mind. He was hurting.

"I'm such a screw up..." Raphael whispered to himself.

He looked down at the street below. His mind was tellig him to jump, but his body wouldn't move. It was like there was a small grain of hope begging him to hang on. He stepped a little closer to the threatening edge.

Raphael sighed. "Kill yaself."

He looked down again and as he left foot was about to slip to the edge, someone grabbed him and pulled him back. He jerked around to see a saddened orange masked turtle.

"You were....you were gonna jump.." Mikey blankly stated.

Raphael growled pushing his brother away. "So what!" He snarled. "Nobody cares about me!"

"That's not true!" Mikey protested.

"NOT TRUE? LEO JUST ASKED ME WHY I WAS STILL HERE!?" Raphael took a step back. Anger started to rise and soon became a natural feeling to him. "THEN HE TOLD ME TA LEAVE. SO YA KNOW WHAT DAT'S WHAT I'M DOIN. I'M FINALLY LISTENIN TA OLD FEARLESS'S ORDERS."

Mikey moved closer reaching out to his distressed brother. "You know Leonardo didn't mean that." He whispered.

The red clad turtles eyes became possessed with flames. "YA KNOW HE MEANT IT MIKEY! SO DON'T SIT 'ERE AND TELL ME HE DIDN'T. Ya know what...do me a favor and get lost. Go home."

With those last words, Raph turned quickly sliding down a fire escape and out of site.

Mikey sat on the roof. Hoping his brother would be ok. Hoping mostly, he'd come home.