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Chap 12: Confusion

Mikey's P.O.V:

"Wait, before you continue, let me ask you something," said LH.

"What is it?" I asked.

"How long have you been dealing with depression?" asked LH.

I looked down. "Well, I've been depressed for about 2 years now."

LH gasped. "What?! And you never tried talking to anyone before?"

"Well, yeah, it was my family. But I don't think they believed me. Or at least don't understand what I said. I'm the happy turtle, remember? I don't get sad," I said gloomily.

"But, how come you never told me?" asked LH.

He looked sad. But also confused. "No, LH, it's not like that," I tried to reassure him.

"I thought I was your best friend. Did you not think I wouldn't help you?" questioned LH.

"Well, my own family didn't help me.  That alone was enough to bring me down. If I went to you, and you couldn't help me..." I took a pause.

LH was looking at me with understanding eyes. "I just couldn't risk it."

LH grabbed me and squeezed me into a hug. "Michelangelo, I will always help you, no matter what."

I squeezed him back. "B-but what if it's something bad? Would you help me in that?"

LH let me go and looked into my eyes, "Michelangelo, I already know you. You wouldn't do something bad unless it was for a good reason. So, in my book, that means I'll always be there for you."

I smiled. "Thanks Leatherhead."

"Now, let's resume the story," said Leatherhead.

"Okay, so what happened was..."

Rewind back to the lair...

Leo's P.O.V:

(A/N Mikey isn't actually narrating this part since he was knocked out, this was just something that happens after Mikey was knocked out.)

Everyone was breathing heavily, except for Master Splinter. "Geez, when did Mikey learn to fight so good?" panted Raph.

We all looked at Master Splinter holding Mikey's limp body in his arms. "Well, I always knew Michelangelo had potential. I even know he was a little better at fighting then you all," replied Splinter.

"Huh? How did you know?" I asked.

"He told me," said Splinter flatly.

"What do you mean he 'told' you?" questioned Donnie.

"Well, I kind of caught him first, then he told me. One night, when I was in my room, I couldn't sleep. That's when I heard someone enter the dojo. At first, I though it was you Leonardo, because from what I could see, that person was doing very well in training. When I saw them finish, I was getting ready to congratulate them. It was dark, so I turned on the lights. I saw Michelangelo."

We all looked at each other, then back at Splinter. "He tried to lie and say he was just looking for his nunchaku, but I told him that I saw everything. That's when he started begging me not to tell anyone else."

"What? Why would he want to hide this from us?" asked Donnie.

"Well, he was mostly focused on making sure Leo didn't know. This is because he knew how much Leo enjoyed being more skilled in fighting than the rest of you, and if he found out he was better than you, you'd be heartbroken," said Splinter.