Alrighty all, so this is the much anticipated ( I hope) sequel to The Proposition! (You should read The Proposition first otherwise this one won't make much sense.:)

This fic continues right after The Proposition's epilouge.

A big giant thank you goes out to Amonraphoenix for her wonderful ideas, suggestions and support, and for beta reading this chapter for me! You are awesome!

I hope everyone enjoys this fic, it's gonna be a bumpy ride:D

The Proposal

Chapter 1

Michelangelo looked up at Holly and smiled. '"I'll tell you what," he began at her raised brow. "You go on back to the house, I just want to check on something and then I will meet you for lunch. How does that sound?" He asked her as he rolled off of her and helped her to stand.

"Are we talking food lunch or fun lunch?" Holly asked with a mischievous smile. Michelangelo felt a blush bloom on his face since he and Holly hadn't actually gone that far into a physical relationship. They had made out a little, but hadn't taken the next step and actually seen each other naked yet, which was mostly his fault. He wanted to know that he was ready and that he was going to be more than just a summer fling for her before he took that step.

"Lunch, lunch." He said with a smile as she chuckled and gave a grin.

"Alright handsome, but don't keep me waiting too long." She said flirtatiously as she sashayed away. Michelangelo enjoyed the view for a moment, mentally kicking himself for being a romantic idiot and went in search of Donatello, Raphael and Katherine.

Something had been bothering him about those three lately and he wasn't sure why. He had his suspicions, but he had no proof as to what was going on, so he had decided to follow the trio and see what they were up to.

He turned as he heard fighting coming from down the opposite way that his brother's and Katherine had gone. He recognized the voices as Karai and Leonardo and he cringed slightly. Leo was making the best of their vacation and had even begun loosening up and having fun, but Karai was obviously not pleased about being dunked, though Michelangelo didn't see what the big deal was.

Michelangelo wondered briefly if everything was going okay between Karai and Leonardo. He knew they both had some serious trust issues. It was like they were two predators, easy within each other's company, but just waiting for the other to make a wrong move. This vacation was supposed to help them loosen up a little and Leo seemed to be trying really hard and seemed genuinely happy, but Michelangelo was unsure about Karai and her feelings.

Michelangelo shrugged. It wasn't any of his business. He wasn't emotionally involved in Leonardo's relationship. If he and Karai broke up he would feel bad for his brother, but he wouldn't miss Karai. He didn't mind her, but she still wasn't his favourite person either.

Though technically Donatello's relationship with Katherine wasn't any of his business either, but he was emotionally invested in that relationship, all of his brothers were. He wasn't really worried that something was wrong between Donatello and Katherine, they seemed good. It was Raphael that he was worried about. Specifically, he had noticed a change in his hot-headed brother and he wasn't sure what to make of it.

Michelangelo wasn't sure when he had first noticed the change, maybe about a month ago, definitely before they had come to the island and they had all been here two weeks - Except for Holly who had been on the island two weeks before they had arrived so she had been there a solid month- He hadn't really paid much attention to the change in his brother because it was really only these past two weeks that he had seen Donatello, Raphael and Katherine together so often that he had realized that something was different.

The bickering that normally accompanied the three of them had ceased. Raphael was normally pretty good at only mildly teasing Donatello when Katherine was around, but when Katherine was gone it was another story completely.

He turned and ran down the beach, quickly ducking behind a large outcropping of rock when he caught up to his brothers and Katherine.

They were still walking companionably arm in arm together, voices low. But in a moment that changed. Raphael swung Katherine up in his arms and tossed her into the surf just as Leonardo had with Karai. Only this time a scrap of white fabric floated to the surface before Katherine did.

Katherine's head broke the surface of the water a moment later. She snagged her bikini top as she stood up.

Michelangelo averted his eyes as Katherine stood in the surf tying the bikini back up. He could hear Raphael's apologies, but neither Donatello or Katherine said a word, at least not until she finished tying her bikini back on.

Michelangelo looked back at the scene just as Katherine bent over and begun searching for something at her feet. She straightened with a glob of sandy, seaweed filled silt in her hand. Raphael shook his head taking a step backwards and putting his hands up in surrender. Katherine threw the gunk hitting Raphael straight in the center of his plastron. Raphael looked down at his chest in disgust as another glob hit him in the side of the head.

"Hey!" Raphael protested. "It was an..." Raphael ducked as another glob flew by his head. "Accident!" He yelled as he backed up another step.

Katherine picked up another glob of gunk and threw it as she waded out from the surf. She reached down and picked up a pile of wet sand from the beach and looked at it, a wide devilish grin breaking over her face. She picked up something from the sand. "Big, disgusting tropical beetle." She said picking up the squirming water insect.

"No." Raphael said shaking his head back and forth desperately. "You wouldn't d..." Raphael didn't get to finish the sentence as Katherine took off after Raphael who bolted.

Donatello threw back his head and laughed. "She's gaining on you Raph!" He shouted at their brother's retreating shell, Katherine closing in on Raphael's heels.

Michelangelo grinned as he stepped out from behind his hiding spot, approaching Donatello and clapping him on the back.

Donatello jumped, moving automatically sliding moving to take a defensive position before relaxing when he realized it was just Michelangelo. Donatello grinned. "Hey Mikey, where's Holly?" He asked.

"Back at the mansion. We're having lunch in a minute, just wanted to check on you three love birds." Mikey said impishly with a huge knowing smile on his face.

Donatello frowned in confusion then as Michelangelo grinned more broadly. "You think she'll catch him?" Michelangelo asked casually.

Donatello shrugged. "Not unless Raph wants to be caught. Raph has more stamina than Katherine does, she's not much of a runner." He said with a smile.

"You think Raph will want to be caught?" Mikey asked with curiosity.

"Depends how much he thinks she will dump that bug on him." Donatello said with a chuckle.

"You think she'll throw the bug at him?" Mikey questioned.

Donatello shook his head. "No, she wouldn't do that to him. She knows that his fear is completely irrational, but she would never make him experience his fear unless he was a willing participant."

"Does Raph know that?" Michelangelo asked, his one eye ridge raised in question.

Donatello shrugged. "Probably, but he did dump her in the water and made her lose her top, so he probably isn't sure."

"Well it isn't like she flashed him anything he hasn't seen before." Michelangelo pointed out reasonably.

Donatello seemed to pause for a moment before nodding. "True." He agreed. "Well, I'm just glad that you and Raph and Kitten got things all figured out."

Donatello frowned but gave a nod of acknowledgement as Michelangelo continued.

"I never thought that Raph would agree to share Kitten with you, but I think it's a great idea." Michelangelo said with a self satisfied smile, proud at figuring out what was going on with his brothers and Katherine.

"Wh...what!" His brother stammered in shock, a dark blush spreading across his cheeks.

Michelangelo chuckled. "Hey, I don't judge. If you guys found something that works for all three of you, I think that 's great. Raph's happier than I think I have ever seen him and Kitten finally seems really happy as well. You and Raph have stopped bickering which is a relief cause it was really weird having you two at daggers drawn all the time."

"Mikey...I...We..." Donatello began with a shake of his head.

"It's okay Donny, you don't have to try to deny your guy's relationship to me, like I said I'm not judging, but if you want to keep it from everyone else you had better tell Raph to quit being so touchy-feely with Kitten. It's kind of obvious that Raph and her are lovers again." Michelangelo said with another clap on Donatello's shoulder. "And don't worry I won't tell Leo, he's kind of a prude and might not agree with your guy's relationship." He said to his brother's shocked face. "Anyway, I'm heading back up to the house for some lunch. When you guys are done doing whatever it is you are doing, I'll see you up there. After all, looks like Kitten and Raph might be a while." Michelangelo said giving his brother a knowing wink as he looked down the beach where Raphael and Katherine were obstructed from their view by another outcropping of rock and bushes.

Donatello followed his gaze, taking a step forward before stopping.

"If you want to get in on the fun, you'd better hurry." Michelangelo said with a chuckle. "If you two do that sort of thing." He finished leaving his brother in stunned silence as he walked back to the house.

He was hungry, and not just for food. Thinking of Raph making love to Katherine on the beach had gotten Michelangelo a little hot under his own collar. Not that he would be able to satisfy this particular hunger at the moment, but Michelangelo was hoping that he and Holly would be able to during their trip to Comic Con. They would both be sharing a room and he felt that he wouldn't be as shy about getting naked in front of Holly at the convention for some reason. After all, he wasn't human beneath his pants and he was afraid that she would reject him for some strange reason.

He pushed these thoughts aside as he happily contemplated going to Comic Con the day after tomorrow.

Donatello stared after Michelangelo's retreating shell in disbelief. When his brother had told him that he thought he and Raphael were sharing Katherine he had been so shocked that he hadn't even known what to say. He had felt a blush creep up his face in embarrassment at the thought of sharing Katherine with Raphael. He had tried to deny his brother's observation but Michelangelo had talked right over his stammered protests.

He had been about to set the record straight when Michelangelo caught him off guard by saying that it was obvious that Katherine and Raphael were still lovers. Donatello's mind had gone blank at the idea and he was flooded with a sickening feeling of betrayal.

He had looked down the beach where Raphael and Katherine had disappeared and he took a step in their direction, not even able to hear Michelangelo's words over the sound of the blood rushing through his ears.

Michelangelo had clapped a hand on his back and walked away.

Donatello felt himself go numb as he was wracked with indecision. Do I go and confront Raphael and Katherine and accuse them of going behind my back? Or do I pretend that I don't know anything is going on? He wondered to himself in despair. Or is there anything even going on? He questioned.

He tried to push his confused emotions aside and think about the situation logically. He began to pick apart Michelangelo's observations which had led him to the conclusion that Donatello and Raphael were sharing Katherine. The first was that he and Raphael had stopped bickering- which was true- but the reason they had stopped bickering was because Donatello had stopped rising to all of the baited remarks and casual digs. Raphael had gotten bored and stopped trying to get under his skin. That was his theory anyway, though he did have a sneaking suspicion that Katherine may have had a private word or two with Raphael as well.

And because he and Raphael had stopped bickering and fighting, and since Raphael forced his company on Katherine and himself more times than they wanted, Donatello had finally decided to just make the best of it.

Donatello loved all of his brothers, but he and Raphael had never really had any common interests or anything to really talk about. They bonded occasionally when Donatello would fix Raphael's bike and Raphael would try to learn to do it himself, but other than that they had nothing much in common personality wise. But to Donatello's surprise he had found that Raphael was interested in more than just sports and breaking heads. Not much more than that, but Raphael had apparently taken an interest in anything Katherine was interested in, and so the three of them tended to get into lively discussions on random topics and thoughts.

In fact just before Raphael had thrown Katherine into the ocean they had been debating which was better to possess; street smarts or academic smarts. Raphael had voted street smarts of course, while Donatello had voted academic smarts and Katherine had been stuck in the middle undecided. They had been trying to get her to vote one way or the other and she had refused, saying that she was enjoying hearing both sides of the argument. That is when Raphael had decided to dunk her, just for fun. So all of this explained why they were so often in each other's company.

As for Raphael being happy, Donatello couldn't deny that his brother was happy and content. The reason for this change Donatello wasn't sure, but Michelangelo's words that Katherine had been unhappy stung. Donatello hadn't noticed any great change in her behaviour and he hadn't noticed any outward sign of unhappiness.

Michelangelo's final observation, that Raphael and Katherine were lovers again cut him to the quick. Had Raphael been overly touchy-feely with Katherine? Donatello wondered. He tried to think if they had been and came to the conclusion that Raphael and Katherine did seem overly close with each other. He couldn't deny that there were times when there was a fleeting touch, a soft look exchanged, a hug that lasted overly long and quiet discussions where their heads would be together in earnest conversation.

Donatello felt a black hole of despair swallow him whole as he cursed himself for being so blind.

He looked back down the beach to where Katherine and Raphael had gone. He had no doubt that his brother and girlfriend were stealing a few moments of private time, possibly, as Michelangelo hinted, a quick sex romp on the beach.

He felt tears of betrayal prick his eyes, and quickly dashed them away as he saw Katherine appear from around the outcropping of rock she had vanished behind earlier.

He didn't see Raphael following her but she was brushing sand off of her arms and the back of her legs and back as she walked towards him.

A lump of misery formed in his throat as he tried to paste a smile on his face.

"Hey." Katherine said with a smile as she wiped a fine layer of sweat from her brow. "I thought you would have gone back to the house." She said as she brushed more sand from her back and hips. "I tripped and fell over my own feet." She said in explanation of her sand crusted body. Donatello just nodded his head numbly. "Are you okay?" She asked him as he continued to say nothing.

Donatello swallowed, finally managing to open his mouth enough that a few words tumbled from his lips. "Did you catch him?" He asked in a wavering voice.

Katherine gave him an odd look but shook her head. "He slowed down for a bit then took off. I did a nosedive right after that, so I headed back here expecting you to have gone back up to the house since I saw that Michelangelo had come down. I thought he was grabbing you for lunch."

Donatello was momentarily surprised that she had known that Michelangelo had shown up, but it was possible that she had glanced back as she chased Raphael and saw Michelangelo talking with him. "He was heading back to the house for lunch." He managed to say softly.

"Well, let's go then. I am starving." She said as she pulled on his arm, but he remained rooted to the spot.

Katherine lost her smile and looked at him searchingly. "Okay, what happened between me chasing Raphael down the beach and me walking back here?" She asked as she crossed her arms over her chest. His eyes strayed to her breasts for a moment before moving to look into her annoyed, moss green eyes.

Donatello wasn't sure how to answer her question. He didn't have any proof that Katherine was cheating on him with his brother yet, just a few observations and some circumstantial evidence. If he accused her now and she wasn't cheating on him, he knew he would lose her. If she was cheating on him he needed to be able to go to her and his brother with actual proof of their infidelity.

"Are you happy?" He heard himself ask her quietly.

His question surprised her, her eyebrows lifting in shock. They quickly lowered and she tilted her head to the side in silent contemplation of his question. She stepped towards him and lightly touched his cheek. "Of course I am." She answered, "Are you?" She asked, her green eyes looking at him in worry. Then her eyes widened in understanding. "You're worried about Leonardo and Karai aren't you?" She asked him. Donatello felt his own eyes widen in surprise as Katherine touched his shoulder gently. "Don't worry Donatello; I think this vacation has been good for both them. It's given them a change of scenery and Leonardo seems to actually be letting go enough to have some fun." She said with a playful smile.

Donatello nodded slightly. Truthfully he hadn't noticed anything wrong with Leonardo and Karai's relationship. They seemed fine to him. Donatello let himself be led towards the house as his jumbled thoughts swirled around in his head.

They were silent during thier walk up to the house and as they approached the front door he looked over at Katherine. She looked at him and smiled as she opened the front door and entered the house. She was innocent until proven guilty and so was his brother. He thought to himself. They deserved that much.

They found Raphael already in the kitchen shoving a sandwich into his mouth and talking with Michelangelo and Holly between bites.

Donatello looked at Raphael who grinned back at him. "Hey Kitten you're gonna have ta start working out way more if you wanna keep up with me." Raphael said with a wink as Donatello thought he detected Raphael's eyes raking down Katherine's body appreciatively with hungry eyes.

Donatello felt his fists clench together in jealous anger.

Katherine chuckled. "Raphael, exercise for me, is more of a spectator sport." She said as she walked to the table and leaned over Raphael and sandwich from the tray that Holly offered her, smiling at Raphael in what Donatello thought could be a little too warmly.

"How do you figure that Kit?" Her cousin asked in confusion and then her brow cleared. "I gotcha, men flexing and sweating and being all manly and testosterone filled. It's hot, I get that." She said with a laugh.

"Something like that." Katherine said as she caught Donatello's eyes and gave him a hungry look which never failed to get his blood flowing to all the right places. Which meant that even though he was extremely confused and upset at the moment, he still found himself stirring at the heated look she gave him.

Donatello sighed and sat down at the table beside Raphael, wondering if he could discover any guilt in his brother's expression and body language. "You not hungry Donny?" Raphael asked him.

"Not really." He admitted as his brother shrugged and shoved another sandwich into his mouth.

Karai and Leonardo walked in at that moment. Leonardo gave a strained smile and Karai just waved as she walked through the kitchen.

Katherine finished eating her sandwich. "Come on Holly, we'd better make sure that everything is packed and that everything gets closed up and brought in since we are leaving the day after tomorrow."

Holly sighed. "Kit, that's what the servants are for." Holly pointed out with a resigned sigh as she gave Michelangelo a passionate kiss, her hand running down Michelangelo's plastron in a gentle caress before letting him go and walking towards the door to where Katherine was waiting.

"Holly, do you see any servants here? And besides you don't have servants, and neither do I. We have to do this because right now, there is no one else who will." Katherine pointed out. "In fact, doing some cleaning may be good experience for you. I have seen your dorm room and I am surprised you can even manage to find anything let alone walk through your room." Katherine said as the two women walked out the door.

Holly was right though. The mansion was usually full of staff that looked after the day to day running of the house and grounds, but Katherine had sent them all away before they had landed, leaving Holly since she had wanted to meet her cousin's boyfriend. Katherine had agreed but had warned Holly ahead of time. Holly's reaction had been priceless. Her mouth had fallen open in shock, but she had recovered rather quickly and seemed to prefer hanging around Michelangelo. Holly and Michelangelo had only been dating a little over a week, but they were definitely in the puppy dog love stage.

Donatello looked at Michelangelo who had a lovesick look on his face and wondered if he had ever had that look and concluded he hadn't, because he had been too busy feeling guilty for being with Raphael's ex-girlfriend.

An uncomfortable silence fell over the kitchen. Raphael opened his mouth and Leonardo glared at him. "I don't want to talk about it Raph." Leonardo snapped.

Raphael snapped his mouth shut and then smiled. "Someone needs to get laid." Raphael observed with a smug grin, his amber eyes dancing mischievously.

Leonardo growled low in his throat. "My sex life is none of your business, Raphael."

"Hey I'm just sayin' the best part of fightin' is the make-up sex, right Donny." Raphael said with a knowing wink, his smile growing broader.

Donatello felt a blush steal over his cheeks as Michelangelo gave Donatello a supposedly knowing grin as well. He couldn't tell Michelangelo now that he and Raphael were not sharing Katherine because then Michelangelo would jump to the same conclusion he had, which was that Katherine was cheating on Donatello with Raphael, and he didn't want Michelangelo to think that unless it was absolutely true.

Instead Donatello just shrugged nonchalantly. "I wouldn't know, Katherine and I don't fight."

Raphael's eye ridges rose in surprise but it was Leonardo who asked in shock. "Never?"

Donatello shook his head, because there was nothing he and Katherine ever fought about. That isn't saying that they didn't get mad at one another or have a difference of opinion, but whenever this happened it was discussed in a calm and rational manner and was resolved.

"That ain't healthy bro." Michelangelo said as he took a swig of pop. "Couples are supposed to fight, it gets everything into the open, not fighting is just...well... weird."

Donatello shrugged again. "Katherine's not a fighter. Raph and Katherine never fought either." He pointed out.

"Me and Kitten used to fight, more than you'd think, we still do. Just because she isn't yelling at you doesn't mean she isn't yelling at you Donny." Raphael said with a wink and a salute of his can of pop.

Michelangelo watched this exchange and sniggered.

Donatello felt himself frown, but nodded slowly as he realized that Raphael was right. Just because she was perfectly calm when she was talking about whatever was bothering her didn't mean that she still wasn't furious. His frowned deepened then when he began to wonder what it was that Katherine and Raphael still fought about.

The sick feeling that had been rolling around in his stomach worsened as he looked at Raphael's cocky, self-satisfied, smug grin. Donatello's fingers dug into the palms of his hands as jealous anger coursed through his veins. He knew that Raphael and Katherine would always have history. They had dated for a little longer than he and Katherine had so far and he knew they would always have that connection. They were both each other's first loves and first lovers, it wasn't something he could erase, but he just hoped that the seed of doubt that had been planted in his mind about their current relationship would bear no fruit.

Raphael stood then and placed his can of pop down on the table. "Well as much fun as this is ladies, I'm going to go help the girls out with the heavy lifting."

Donatello hastily stood, his chair nearly toppling over in his rush to stand. "I'll come too." He said quickly as Raphael gave him an odd look and then shrugged casually.

"Suit yourself." Raphael said as he opened the rear kitchen door to go out to the patio where they could see the two women cleaning up.

Donatello walked past Michelangelo's widely ginning face and he restrained a groan. He decided that he had to tell Michelangelo what was going on eventually, because he couldn't take the next however long, of Michelangelo thinking he had figured out this big secret, when he really hadn't.

Donatello follwoed Raphael out into the bright sunshine, walking towards they Holly and Katherine. Katherine quickly pulled Donatello away a little bit from Holly and Raphael. "So?" She asked him.

"Um...what?" He asked in confusion.

"What is going on with Karai and Leonardo?" She pressed him curiously.

"I don't know." Donatello replied truthfully.

Katherine sighed. "I dragged Holly away so that you four could have a little brotherly talk with Leonardo and you wasted the opportunity." She shook her head. "Men."

"It isn't really any of our business." Donatello pointed out.

"Of course it is." Katherine said. "After all he is your brother and you love him, therefore if he gets hurt it is your business because you are going to have to be the one to pick up the pieces if things go south."

Donatello blinked down at Katherine and conceded that she had a point. "I'm not going to ask him if he doesn't want to talk about it." Donatello told her.

Katherine sighed. "If only men didn't bottle everything up inside and just spilled, things would be so much easier." She said pointedly before turning away and helping Holly fold up the umbrellas that were scattered around the patio/in-ground pool area.

Donatello blinked at her in surprise getting the feeling that she knew that there was something bothering him that had nothing to do with Leonardo and Karai.

For the next couple hours they worked on dragging in the patio chairs, the boats and the sea-doos; anything that needed to be stored inside. Donatello was able to observe Katherine and Raphael for a little bit but he wasn't able to catch anything in their interactions to give him any suspicions of anything. By late afternoon Raphael complained of a headache. He talked softly with Katherine for a few moments before going inside the mansion to find a bottle of Tylenol, but Raphael never returned.

Donatello watched to see if Katherine was going to follow Raphael into the house, but she didn't seem in any rush to go anywhere.

Donatello felt the knot of uneasiness and suspicion loosen enough that by evening he had begun to relax and think that his suspicions and Michelangelo's were completely unfounded.

Donatello stared down the hallway at Raphael's door. Raphael hadn't come down for dinner and Michelangelo had informed them that their hot-headed brother was sleeping. Donatello opened the door to his and Katherine's room and slipped inside.

Katherine walked out of the adjoining bathroom, freshly showered with her thin nightgown tauntingly clinging to her curves.

Donatello hungrily watched her approach him. She raised a delicate brow at him. "Are you going to tell me what is wrong?" She asked him.

He reached out and brushed a thumb across her tanned cheek. "Mikey said something to me and I took it the wrong way." He told her as he pulled her close, plastering her body against his own.

"Mmm?" She managed to question as he claimed her mouth in a searing kiss. He scooped her up in his arms and threw her down on the bed not allowing her a chance to question him further as he quickly began peeling her nightgown from her body and his own clothing and making her moan in ecstasy as he caressed her velvety skin before making, hot passionate love to her.

Afterwards Donatello realized that Raphael was right. Make-up sex was amazing, even if Katherine didn't really understand what had been wrong with him. Donatello blissfully closed his eyes and fell into a sound slumber.

He woke up several hours later not sure what had woken him up. He looked over at the bedside table and the clock which read 3:00am.

He groaned rolling over and reaching out for Katherine's warm body and discovered nothing but cold, empty bed sheets. Donatello frowned as he sat up and searched the room. He briefly wondered if Katherine had gone to the bathroom but his eyes fell upon the darkened room and Donatello knew that Katherine was no longer in the room.

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