A/N: Hey, it's me again! I decided to start doing y own drabbles! Well, I guess they are more like one-shots since they're kind of longer than your average drabble. Anyways, I hope you like them! Rate and Review, but no flames, please!

*Disclaimer: No Turtles belong to me, but they will some day...Probably not, but still...*

"Fearless"

Thunder boomed loudly, echoing off the walls of the sewer and lair. It was late, hours after Splinter put his four little turtle tots to bed in their big bedroom. Leo and Donnie shared half the room while Mikey and Raph shared the other half.
As the thunder cracked again, Raphael pulled the blankets a little higher over his face, his best attempt to block out the sound. He didn't like storms. He definitely didn't like thunder, but no way was he going to let his brothers find out. Raph heard his little brother, Mikey, snore from the bunk above him.
The thunder seemed to get louder with every second. Raphael was terrified as he let out a small whimper.
"What's wrong, Raphy?" Raphael lowered the blanket to see Leo sitting up in his own bed across the room, staring at him.
"Nut'in," Raph lied, but another clap of thunder made him jump. Quietly, Leo swung his legs out of bed and tiptoed over to Raph's.
"The thunder can't hurt ya, Raph," Leo assured, "Donnie says its jus' a loud noise."
"No like loud noise," Raph grumbled, pulling the covers up again. Leo hopped up onto the edge of Raphael's bed.
"You watch wrestlin', and wrestlin' is loud," Leo argued, "Thundah is jus' clouds wrestlin'." Raph looked curiously at his only older brother.
"Reawwy?" he asked, wide eyed.
"Uh huh," Leo replied adamantly, "Plus, I'd never let nothin hurt ya 'cause I'm your big brudder." Raph blushed awkwardly. He was used to being the tough one and not needing anyone's help.
Another clap of lightning rang out, and Raphael was still afraid.
"Want me to stay here tonight?" Leo asked. Raphael shyly shrugged, which Leo knew was a yes. Raph scooted over enough for Leo to squeeze in, who then draped the blanket over both of them.
"'Night, Raphy," Leo whispered, patting his brother's shell. Raph buried his head into the crook of Leo's neck.
"Night, Weo," he replied, and he fell asleep, knowing he was safe. Leo's not scared of nothing, Raph always thought on stormy nights when he was afraid, And people who aren't scared of nothing can do anything. And that is the real reason he gave Leo the nickname "Fearless Leader".