Red Hearted Desire

Part 8

(Here we are again, this time from Leo's point of view. Thanks for baring with me on my slow and random updates)

I stare nervously as Raph paces around the room, muttering to himself. I bit my lip, holding back a laugh as he trips over his own feet in his confusion.

"A~Are you alright, Raph?"

He remains on his hands and knees staring at the floor with the widest eyes I've ever seen. "How long?"

"What?" I got up and walk over to him, offering my hand down to help him up.

He looks up at me and takes my hand, pulling himself up. "How long has our brother been gay!"

I try to avoid eye contact, not entirely sure how I should answer him. Yes Donnie did like April for about a year or two but I can't exactly say when he started having feelings for guys. I flinch as I see him bring his hands up to grab my shoulders. Slitting one eye open just a tiny bit I see him quickly return his hands to his side.

"It...It's just..." He grips his head rubbing his temples. "God! This is a lot to take in...I can't believe, he likes him."

I chuckle nervously, "Heh, really? I thought it was kind of obvious..." he looks up at me, the confusion in his eyes not even attempting to hide it's self. "I mean, think about it. When ever Donnie wants company to work with on one of his projects, who does he always ask?"

The look of realization washes over Raph's face like heavy stones. "...Mikey..." He sighs walking over to his dummy and beating it senseless as he always does. "He always asks Mikey."

"Are you mad?"

He freezes for a split second before continuing his attack on the lifeless sack of sand. "No." A slender smile inches it's way across his lips. "I'm actually happy for him, April may be a real cute girl but Mikey's a better fit for him."

I smile, impressed that he's taking it so well. "Yeah, well. Lets just hope he doesn't chicken out."

"And that Mikey actually says yes." He grins over his shoulder to me.

I can't help but smile, he's learned quite a bit of control in just one day. It makes me wonder where we'll be by the end of the month when everyone comes home. I gently place my hand on his shoulder, giving it a generous squeeze before walking up to my room.