I totally own TMNT! *Lawyers glare at me* *Shudder* Ok, maybe I don't. *Glare at me harder* Ok, I don't own them in anyway! I DON'T OWN TMNT!

The four brothers walked home from a long day at school. I mean, it was school. No fun in paradise.
Especially for the youngest brother, Michelangelo. He was bullied all day at school, but had no intentions on telling his brothers. They had enough to worry about.

Leo was eighteen and planned on going to war.

Raph was seventeen and had homework to last him two weeks.

And Donnie was sixteen with the brain of a genius. He planned on making several science projects for science fairs and hoped to get a scholarship. Mikey had faith in his best friend.

Why Leo wanted to go to war was a qauestion everyone had. He must have just had a strong respect for his country. If the others were worried about him leaving, they sure didn't show it. Mikey often cried himself to sleep thinking about the thought. Yet, these memories kept hidden inside him.

Donnie looked at his little brother. His best friend. "Hey, you ok there, Mike? You're awful quiet."

Mikey nodded trying to hide the sadness in his eyes and voice, but to no avail. "Yeah, D. I'm fine." Donnie threw an arm around Mikey and rubbed his hand against his arm.

"Rough day at school?"

Mikey nodded. "Mhm."

"We can talk about it at home if you'd like." Mikey stopped walking for a moment which alarmed his older brothers.

"No. I'm fine." He said almost as if he was in a trance.

Don looked at him worriedly. "You sure, Mikey?"

"Yeah." Yet Mikey remained in a trance.

"Don't tell your brothers. We'll kill you if you do!"

"You guys don't scare me!"

"Oh, yeah? How about we hurt your brothers until we finally kill them?" His breath had hitched.

"Leave them alone! I won't tell, just leave them alone!" He smirked.

"We got 'im boys."

"Mikey, Mikey!" Donnie shook Mikey's shoulders.

"Huh?"

"You spaced out there. We've been trying to get your attention for two minutes. You ok there?" Donnie asked.

Mikey nodded remembering the dreadful memory. "Y-Yeah. I'm fine. I just wanna go home now." Don looked reluctant but nodded. He wrapped his arm around his brother as the cold November air ate away at their skin.

Donnie knew that there was something wrong with his brother, and he was going to do everything to figure out what. Though he knew the task at hand would be dificult. If anyone was good at hiding emotions it was Mikey.

Soon the four arrived at home. Mikey tried desperately to get away from Donnie, but his attempts failed dramatically. Donnie knew when something was bothering his brother even if no one else did. Donnie drug Mikey to his room and locked the door behind him. He gently threw his little brother on his bed.

"Hey," Mikey yelled as he stood up with a furious look, "let me out!"

"Not until you tell me what's wrong." Donnie said calmly, though it was quite evident that his younger brother was about to break down.

Mikey balled his fists, his baby blue eyes welling up with anger and tears, his teeth clenched. "Why can't you guys just leave me alone?! I just want to be alone in my room! Is that too much to ask?! I just don't get it! What do you want from me?!" Mikey yelled as he fell to his knees. Tears slipped from his eyes and onto his surprisingly clean floor.

"Why won't people just leave me alone?" Mikey whispered brokenly on the floor. Donnie knealt down next to Mikey and wrapped his arms around him.

"What's bothering you so much, Mikey? I just want to help you. I can if you just let me in." Mikey thought long and hard about a lie he could tell his brother that was believeable.

"I-I just miss mom. It's been five years since she's been here. I miss her so much." Donnie released Mikey. It wasn't an entire lie. Their mother had been lost to cancer when Leo was thirteen, Raph twelve, Donnie eleven, and Mikey ten.

FIVE YEARS AGO:
The phone had just rung and Hamato Yoshi had answered. It had been a phone call everyone had hoped that had not come. But it did. And everyone was powerless as to make it stop. No matter how much they pleaded, begged, screamed, or prayed they had no say in life and death.

Michelangelo had been shocked by the news. He shook his head in disbelief as tears made their way into the ten year old's eyes.

"She's not dead." He whispered in disbelief. Donnie placed a comforting hand on his brother's shoudler.

"Mi-"

"She's not dead!" Mikey screamed. "They're lying! She said she wouldn't leave! She promised! She's not dead!" Mikey ran to his room and slammed the door. He locked it and placed his back against the door. As the tears rolled down his face he slowly sunk to the floor using the door for suppot.

"Ah!" Mikey screamed in anguish. He had refused to come out of his room weeks on end. He refused to eat, drink, or watch tv. Socialize as well. He even disobeyed his father when he demanded he come out. His father, however, wasn't furious when Michelangelo refused to come out. In fact he was desperate and mournful.

Mikey would sometimes allow Donatello in there with him, but on rare ocassion. The brothers took a three week long break to greive over their mother before resuming school. Yoshi had gotten so desperate for his youngest son that he had enrolled Michelangelo into counceling. After a month of counceling Mikey was much better than before.

He still had his days where he wanted to be alone and his family respected that. He prayed to God and his mother asking if she was ok. He hadn't heard any reply.

PRESENT TIME:

Donnie brushed back a piece of Mikey's blonde hair from his face and looked into his icy cold baby blue eyes.

"I know it's hard, Mike. I miss mom too. And I can guarentee you that Leo and Raph feel the same way. We all desperately miss mom. We miss her laugh, her smile, her voice, and her hugs, but you know what?"

Mikey looked into Donnie's redish brown eyes protected by black rimmed glasses. "What?"

"I can see so much of mom's personality in you." Mikey's eyes brightened up a bit.

"Really? Like what?" Donnie chuckled at his brother's sudden eagerness.

"Like how you're always excited about everything, and your innocence. Your strong will to help everyone and anyone you come across. And one more thing."

"What?"

"Your abillity to make all of us laugh. Mom was always so good at that, and so are you." Mikey smiled gently.

"Really?" Donnie wrapped his arms around Mikey and placed his chin on Mikey's head.

"Really."

"What about Leo and Raph?"

Donnie laughed quietly while rocking his baby brother back and forth. "Leo's like mom because of his leadership and bravery. That's exactly like mom. She was always brave. I remember when you were only two I was three, Raph was four, and Leo was five when there was a tornado warning. We all went to the basement, but you were too young to understand what was going on.

"The three of us, Leo, Raph, and I on the other hand, were crying profusely. Mother just told us we'd be fine and sang softly to us as the storm passed."

"What about, Raph?" Mikey asked, snuggling into Donnie's chest deeper.

"The way he protects us. The way he'd fight anything and everything to protect us, that's just like mom.
She was always very protective of us. I remember when Leo had been getting cyber bullied. Mom threatened the kids to stop or she'd call the police."

"And?"

"She did when they didn't stop. Raph would do the same thing, if not more violent."

"He would." Mikey yawned. Soon Mikey's body went limp in Donnie's grasp.

"Mikey." Donnie said gently. No reply. His little brother had fallen asleep in his grasp. Donnie chuckled lightly as he stood up with Mikey in his arms. He placed Mikey on his bed and turned off the lights. Donnie sighed, believing that he had resolved his baby brother's problems. How wrong he was.

For the problems were just beginning.

First Chapter of my Ninja Turtle Human AU! I'm really excited for this new story! As for The Fight With Angel I have many of those chapters done, but not so much with these, but please review, tell me if you liked it, loved it, or hated it. Your advice is much appreciated!