Mikey grinned at him. “What would I do with a phone? It’s not like I know anybody to call. I do have an e-mail address though; you can’t really function without one. I’m guessing that smart Donny has one too. Do you know what his address is by any chance?”
Leo nearly gawked at Mikey. Of course the tech savvy youngster had e-mail, he had told Leo about his laptop after all.
“Are you sure you trust me with your computer? I don’t have the best track record,” Leo said with a chuckle.
Mikey jumped up from the bed and crossed over to his desk. Unplugging the laptop from its charger, Mikey came back to sit next to Leo.
As he opened the laptop, Mikey said, “That station they built above this one has free WI-FI. I’ll do most of the work; all you need to do is type the message and hit send. I don’t mean hit in the literal sense either.”
He snickered as he said that and Leo smiled. “Now you sound like Don. You two are going to get along just fine.”
“If he can fix my laptop, he’ll be my new best friend,” Mikey said, absorbed in pulling up his e-mail account.
He was obviously struggling with his computer and it was a few minutes before he had the ‘send message’ screen up for Leo. Finally, he leaned over and set the machine on Leo’s lap.
“Type in Don’s address up here,” Mikey instructed, pointing at the spot where the cursor bounced in wait. “Then you can type in your message. Some of the keys stick so don’t try to go too fast or you’ll end up with fourteen A’s and sixteen M’s for each one you try to type. When you’re done, move the cursor over to the send button and click on it.”
Leo nodded. “Sounds simple enough.”
Since he had never mastered the skill of typing, Leo slowly tapped out his message with one finger. It was neither complicated nor long; he simply said, “I am with Michelangelo. We found each other and are getting acquainted. I’m going to spend the day here since it’s so close to sunrise. Tell Master Splinter.”
As Leo clicked send, Mikey said, “We found each other? More like you tracked me down.”
Leo’s eyes were still on the computer screen and he smiled softly. “You could have lost me if you’d wanted to.”
As he turned his head to look at Mikey, the youngster returned the smile. “I guess I didn’t really want to.”
Before Leo could respond, the laptop beeped. Looking at the screen, he saw that the reply wasn’t from Donatello, it was from Raph.
“Where the fuck are you?” the message read.
“He doesn’t sound too happy,” Mikey said worriedly.
“That’s normal for Raph,” Leo said, trying to assure the young turtle. “He’s just very impatient.”
“He might think you’re in trouble and can’t say anything, or that it might not even be you sending the message,” Mikey said. “Don’t you have some kinda code to let them know you really are safe?”
Leo held back from telling Mikey that his brothers knew no one would ever get him to send any kind of message to them against his will, even if it meant he was or would be tortured. The young turtle didn’t need to hear the harsh reality of their lives just yet, though Leo thought Mikey would understand completely.
The family did have an all clear code though and that would suffice for letting his brothers know that the choice to stay with Mikey was his own.
“Yes we do,” Leo answered, intrigued at how cunning Mikey was proving to be.
Once more Leo began to type, “I’m underground and out of sight. Mikey is an excellent host. You should be able to forget about entertaining the notion of coming after me. Give the computer back to Donatello.”
After pressing send, he turned the computer so that Mikey could see the message better and asked, “Do you see the code?”
Mikey leaned down, his brow furrowed in concentration. After a minute, he said, “You could have just said ‘don’t come after me’. Is the message in that sentence?”
Leo smiled, delighted at Mikey’s acumen. “It is. Look at the first eight words.”
Pursing his lips, Mikey studied the words again and then his brow cleared. “I get it! If I skip every other word, starting with ‘You’, the first letters of the remaining words spell ‘safe’.”
“Exactly,” Leo said. “The sentence itself doesn’t really matter as long as it makes some kind of sense.”
There was another ping from the laptop as it announced a new message. “Raphael is fit to be tied; he thinks he’s the only one who should be allowed to pull a disappearing act. I take it that Michelangelo is our mystery turtle. Interesting name. Will one day suffice or should I tell Father you’ll be gone for an extended period of time?”
Leo chuckled. The message was just so Donatello. Donny. Mikey was right; that nickname suited his smart brother very well.
When he glanced up, Leo saw that Mikey was giving him a questioning look.
“Don’t worry about Raph, agitated is a fairly normal state of being for him,” Leo explained. “I’m laughing at Don’s sarcasm.”
“Oh.” Mikey sat up straighter, a look of understanding crossing his face. “Did he know that you were interested in me?”
“I told you he was smart,” Leo said. “It’s hard to hide things from him.”
Mikey smiled shyly. “It’s okay with me if you want to stay longer than a day. You can stay here as long as you want.”
With those words, Leo felt as though his entire body had just been wrapped in a warm blanket. Forgetting everything else, he leaned towards Mikey and pressed a light kiss on the youngster’s waiting lips. This time he felt Mikey’s mouth move under his as the orange banded turtle returned the kiss.
Just as he was about to take the kiss a bit further, Leo was interrupted by another incoming message.
“Are you in a subway station?”
Mikey gasped slightly when he saw the message. “How did he . . . ?”
Frowning, Leo said, “My genius brother. He must have traced this signal. The other entrance you told me about, could he find it?”
“Not from the subway station,” Mikey said. “They sealed everything over. I found this place partly by accident; I wanted to stay close to my original neighborhood and I did research to look for some old structure that might have the same setup as my school. That’s how I found out about them building a new station on top of the old one.
“It took me a few days to find an entry point onto the old set of tracks and that’s not even near here. I hid it too ‘cause I didn’t want anyone else to find my home.”
Leo gave him a reassuring look before he began typing again. “No, but I’m near one. Don’t try to find us; I’ll be home before you manage it. If the two of you promise to play nice, maybe Mikey will want to meet you.”
“Will they listen?” Mikey asked as he watched Leo send the message.
“Don will,” Leo said. “He has ways of keeping Raph in line. Don’t worry; no one is going to barge in here.”
The ting of an incoming message drew both of their eyes.
“I promise and I told Raphael that he does too, unless he wants to start having major difficulties with his motorcycle. I’m looking forward to meeting you, Michelangelo. Take care on your way home, Leonardo. The Dragons are on the warpath due to our earlier intervention. Out.”
Leo closed the laptop and handed it to Mikey. “You see? There are two things you should know about my family; Raph loves his motorcycle and Don never makes idle threats.”
Mikey chuckled as he got up and took the laptop over to his desk. Reaching into a desk drawer, he turned back around to display a toothbrush wrapped in cellophane.
“They had boxes of these in a metal cabinet in the nurse’s office,” Mikey said. “You can have this one. I have a couple of space heaters in the bathroom to keep it warm and there are jugs of sterile water sitting near the heaters so that the water won’t be too cold for rinsing your mouth or washing your hands. Come on and I’ll show you where that is.”
Leo stood up and walked over to Mikey, accepting the toothbrush from him and shoving it into his belt. As Mikey started to turn away, Leo caught his arm and stopped him.
“Mikey, wait,” Leo said, moving closer to the young turtle. As Mikey looked up into his face, Leo said, “Step back when this starts to be too overwhelming for you.”
It was all the warning he gave the younger turtle. Leo’s fingers slid upwards along Mikey’s arm so that he could cup the back of Mikey’s neck in his hand, steadying Mikey’s head. One of Mikey’s hands came up quickly and flattened on Leo’s plastron, but he made no attempt to push the older turtle away.
Leo circled Mikey’s waist with his free hand and felt Mikey’s other hand touch his hip. Staring into Mikey’s eyes for just a second longer, Leo leaned in for another kiss.
As their mouths pressed together, Leo once more felt Mikey’s lips return the kiss. Very gently, Leo opened his mouth against Mikey’s, his heart beating wildly as Mikey mimicked the action.
Leo felt Mikey’s body quivering against his, but the youth stood his ground. Emboldened, Leo touched his tongue to Mikey’s lips before inserting it into the sweet warmth of Mikey’s mouth.
It took a second for Mikey’s tongue to come up and meet Leo’s. As soon as it did, Leo’s grip on Mikey tightened and he pressed his plastron against the younger turtle, forcing Mikey’s arm to come up and circle Leo’s neck.
Never in his life had Leo felt anything so incredible or so freeing. It was like his body had merged with Mikey’s and then both had begun to float together. Leo couldn’t feel any part of his body other than his tongue against Mikey’s and the heat that had begun to flow between his legs.
Leo’s churr took him by surprise; it was both strong and loud. Mikey responded with a churr of his own, softer but forceful enough to vibrate Leo’s chest.
Shifting again, Leo pushed his groin against Mikey’s. The action brought up another churr from the younger turtle, followed by a low moan.
Breathing harder, Leo began to ravish Mikey’s mouth, his desire rising in intensity. He had just started to grind his lower plastron into Mikey’s when the young turtle pulled away from the kiss with a gasp.
Neither turtle moved for a moment; their bodies still pressed firmly against one another’s while their eyes met and held. Mikey was panting lightly and the movement of his plastron as he breathed further stimulated Leo.
Leo likewise breathed deeply, working to calm his burgeoning arousal. It took all of his mental strength to remember that he had to allow Mikey to have control of the situation.
“You taste good,” Mikey finally said, obviously flustered. With a last deep inhale, Mikey stepped out of Leo’s arms.
“So do you,” Leo responded warmly. “Come on and show me to the bathroom before it gets much later. I think we could both do with some rest.”
Mikey giggled and then said, “Okay, Leo. You’re the boss.”
The Lost Boy part 18 by hummerhouse Disclaimer: The TMNT are not mine. No money being made. Word Count: 1,968 This part rated: R - alternate universe, adult concepts and situations, language, TCest Pairing: Leonardo/Michelangelo Summary: Master Splinter only discovered, rescued, and raised three turtle hatchlings. What became of the fourth?
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