Not feeling well

The four turtles sat in the living room of the lair soon after finishing training. Each was occupied with their own activities. Mikey sat 2 inches away from the T.V. screen melting whaevert brain cells he had left with video games, Leo was mercessly beating the punching bag, Raph was playing his arcade game with his pet turtle spike on his shoulder, and Donnie of all people appeared to be asleep on the couch.

"Gah!" Raph shouted in anger, shoving back the arcade game. "Stupid game…"

Raph stormed over to the couch to wear Donnie lay passed out. He narrowed his eyes and tapped his younger brother's foot.

"Hey. Move yer feet." He growled.

Donnie's eyes fluttered open as he did as he was told, immediately closing his eyes again afterwards. Raph plopped down on the couch as Leo shot him an annoyed glare.
"Y'know, you could have sat somewhere else."

"I could've, but Spike insisted that we sit here." Raph shot back with a grin. "Besides, he should sleep in his room rather than hog the couch.

Leo walked down to Raph about to lose his patients. "The couch is huge, Raph." He raised his arm and gestured to the rest of the couch. "Donnie sleeping there isn't gonna make much of a difference."

"Why is he sleeping on the couch anyways?" Mikey asked not taking his eyes off his game. "It's hard as a rock."

Raph grinned again. "I don't know, Mikey. Why don't you ask him yourself?" Raph then picked up a nearby pillow and threw it at the sleeping braniac.

Don shot up as soon as the pillow hit him. After he saw what it was though, he merely picked it up and placed it under his head as he laid back down to face the cushions.

Raph laughed as Leo aggravated with him. "Raph! Knock it off!" He commanded.

Raph stood up to look his brother strait in the eye. "Are you gonna make me?" He snapped.

"Maybe I will!" Leo answered clenching his fists.

"Guys, knock it off!" Mikey said knowing this wouldn't end well if it continued.

"STAY OUT OF THIS, MIKEY!" The two older brothers yelled simultaneously.

"Hey, don't tell me what to do!" Mikey snapped.

"Or else what?" Raph questioned.

"Or else-"Mikey didn't have time to finish before another voice entered the argument.,

"ALL OF YOU SHUT UP!" Donnie yelled before laying back against his pillow.

The brothers froze. It was rare for Donnie to yell, especially as loud as he did just then. Leo and Mikey had concerned looks on their faces but Raph looked as if he was about to explode with anger. Before he could release that anger tough, he was interrupted by their sensei Splinter walking into the room to examine the situation.

"My sons," He said sounding calm "what seems to be the problem?"

"Leo and Raph keep trying to boss me around!" Mikey started.

"Raph kept messing with Donnie while he was trying to sleep on the couch!" Leo added.

"Only because he's taking up all the room!" Raph snapped.

"The couch is huge! Sit somewhere else!"

"Don't tell me where I can and can't sit!"

Splinter raised his paw signaling the brothers to silence, which they did.

"My sons stop this behavior immediately. You're acting like children."

Leo looked down at the floor. "We're sorry, sensei…"

"I'm not!" Raph snapped.

Splinter shot a glare at Raph before speaking. "Raphael, your brother is trying to rest, I'll ask you to respect that."

Raph eyes narrowed. "Why can't he "rest" in his room instead of using up the couch?!"

Splinters glare deepened as he came closer to Raphael. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe he isn't feeling well?" He questioned.

Raph hesitated before answering. "Well…no, but-"

Splinter again raised his paw before Raph could finish. He then walked over to Donatello who was still lying on the couch. Splinter leaned over and placed a paw on his shoulder.

"Donatello." He said shaking him slightly.

"Mmm…" Donatello mumbled as he narrowed his eyes in annoyance while keeping them closed.

Splinter shook him a little harder and continued. "Are you feeling alright, my son?"

"Mm-fine…" Donnie answered hoping he could go back to sleep if he did.

"Are you lying to me?" Splinter questioned raising an eyebrow.

"No…" Donnie said in between a yawn.

"Hmm…" Splinter placed a paw on Donatello's forehead. It felt hot and moist from sweat. "You don't feel fine."

"Mm-alright, sensei…" Donatello opened his eyes slightly but merely stared at the back of the couch. "…'just tired…"

"Oh really?" Splinter stood up and crossed his arms.

"Mmhmm…" Donnie mumbled closing his eyes again unable to keep them open any longer.

"Donatello, I will not have you lying about your health to me." Splinter's tone changed as he became irritated with his son's lying to his face. "Now, I'll ask you again. Are you feeling alright?"

Donatello was silent for a moment, causing his brothers to think he had fallen asleep again, until he finally replied. "Not really…"

Splinter nodded his head slightly. "I thought so." He turned to his other sons." Leonardo, go get your brother some blankets."

"Y-yes, Sensei." Leo rushed out of the room to do as he was told.

He went to Donatello's room and grabbed his blanket off his bed and rushed back to the living room. Splinter had laid Donatello on his back and was using a wash cloth to wipe the sweat off Donatello's forehead. Donatello's breathing soft and raspy as he slept. Leonardo handed his sensei the blanket.

"Thank you, Leonardo." Splinter said taking the blanket.

Splinter placed the blanket on Donatello and tucked in the sides. Leo felt awkward just standing there so he decided to start a conversation.

"Where did Mikey and Raph go?" He asked watching Donnie sleep.

"They went to their rooms." Splinter answered.

"So early?" Leo raised an eye brow. "Why?"

"I told them that after their recent behavior, training will begin early tomorrow." He looked up to Leo. "That goes for you too."

"Yes, Sensei…" Leo looked down at the floor feeling ashamed. "How's Donnie?"

"I'm not sure yet, we'll just let him rest and hope for the best."

Leo nodded and looked down at his brother again. He was sleeping peacefully, but his skin was turning pale. He felt Splinter's paw on his shoulder as his sensei smiled up at him.

"Get some rest, my son. I assure you Donatello will be alright."

Leo smiled and nodded. "Goodnight, Sensei."

"Goodnight, Leonardo."

Leonardo left for his room. After he had gone, Splinter stood up and looked down at Donatello. He pale skin was glistening with perspiration. He placed his paw on Donatello's head.

"Sleep well, my son." He only hoped what he had told Leonardo was true.