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Urban Unity: A tale of peacekeepers. Chapter III. Forbidden love.

Chapter III of cartoon porn story “Urban Unity: A tale of peacekeepers”.

As the big city became closer and closer, the Desoto found itself progressing slower and slower as it got tangled with the heavy traffic. The freelance police quickly found themselves in a cacophony of car horns and angry workers trying to get home.

“This could take a while,” the dog said to no one in particular. “Better go see what the vigilantes are up to.”

And as if on cue, miles away from the bridge in the damp and comfortable sewers of the Big Apple, the four turtles sneezed in unison. They looked at each other in confusion, shrugged and returned their attention to the television show. On screen, their human friend April O’Neil, star reporter of the Channel 6 news, was interviewing a woman who had been attacked the night before and saved by unknown heroes. They cheered as she thanked her saviors from the bottom of her heart and couldn’t help but crying her relief.

“But while these heroes are helping make the streets of New York a safer place,” she continued in a segment recorded separately, “the police doesn’t seem too happy with citizens taking the law into their own hands.” The scene changed in front of the police department as a policeman tried to avoid the reporter as he could.

“Captain Mitchell, this woman would have been mugged or worst had the heroes not appeared. Are you saying they should have ignored the crime?

“I have no comment Mrs. O’Neil,” the captain said as he entered his patrol car under the boos and empty soda cans thrown at the screen by the turtles. April ended her segment with a remark about letting the viewers choose if the covert vigilantes were indeed heroes or just miscreants.

“Can you believe this guy?” Raphael said as he jumped up, feeling the anger all through his body. “He can’t defend the city and criticises those who do!”

“Calm down Raphael,” Leonardo said as he placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder. “They’re just afraid that people will start going out into the streets and try to do things themselves, which would make things a lot worst.”

“Leo is right,” Donatello said as he got up. “Crime fighting should be left to the professionals. If they knew who we are…”

“It wouldn’t make a difference,” Raph replied. “The police think that they’re the only ones who have the ability to stop crime. I would have liked to see them against Krang and Shredder, or even Bebop and Rocksteady. They wouldn’t stand a chance!”

“What do you think Mikey?” the purple masked ninja asked as he turned to the still silent fourth member of the group. But Michelangelo had not followed the conversation and instead had his whole attention set on the cartoon which had replaced the reporter.

Donny shook his head. He could always count on Raphael to get heated up about things, Leonardo to try to calm everyone down and Michelangelo to be left in his world. In a way, it was the balance the turtles formed as a family, different from one another and complementary. When they stood as one, no obstacle could stand in their way. But now was probably more of a solitary time. Even team members needed time alone after all.

“Well I better get back to my lab,” Don finally said. “That hyperdermal transmodulator won’t build itself.”

“I’m going to do… something,” Raph said as he left in an opposite direction. In the case of the red bandana ninja, ‘something’ usually meant either fighting or training. It was the only things which put his mind to rest. Leo left also, to Splinter’s inner sanctuary. It was the only place in the lair where he was sure to find the peace he wanted for mediation, since they had padded the walls at Splinter’s request. Shrugging, Mikey remained on the couch and continued watching his show.

An hour later, Don rubbed his arm on his forehead, removing the sweat from his brow. He had been working on the device for a long time and after many failures, he was confident that his last adjustment had done the trick. Now all that remained was to charge a battery pack and try it out, which would still take another hour, but at least he could breathe now. In his exhilaration, he failed to notice the stealthily approaching ninja behind him.

“Guess who,” he heard whispered to his ear as the turtle grappled and immobilized him from behind. Raphael had waited until Don had nothing in his hands or anything fragile nearby to make his move. Donny struggled for a moment but although he was in no way weak, his fighting skills couldn’t compare to Raphael’s.

“What do you want,” he asked in a resigned voice.

Raphael flipped him around and slammed Donnatello against the stone wall of the room, his shell absorbing all the impact as expected. “You know what I want,” he whispered back. And the trapped turtle’s eyes widened as he understood.

Raph and he had a history together. In the past, when the red masked turtle had issues with the group and Leonardo in particular, Donnatello was often the one who did damage control and reunited them. Mikey tried as well but his naturally cheerful and carefree attitude didn’t help the situation much. One such night, Raph was particularly heated up and fought with Don in some dark corner of the sewers. Again, he managed to best the purple turtle and immobilize him against a wall. And then in a surprising twist, Raphael had kissed Don.

They had not spoken of the incident since, but Don had at times noticed fleeting looks from his brother. And they troubled him.

“Raph, you can’t do this. You’re cheating on Leonardo! When he learns about this…”

But Raph only laughed. It was true that Leo and him were now an item, despite (or perhaps thanks to) their rivalries. Somehow, between a fight and a dark soggy sewer, love had bloomed between the two. On the surface, it was a forbidden love but they didn’t care. They certainly were not humans. Besides, you didn’t choose love, it chose you. But Raph wasn’t worried about what his lover might think.

“Oh come on Don. I’m not afraid of Leo learning about me meeting you here because he already knows.”

“You told him?” he asked, surprised as ever.

“Of course not.”

“Then how do you know?”

“Because he’s Leo.”

It shouldn’t have been enough of an explanation, but it was. Leo was their leader because he embodied Raph’s skills, Don’s smarts and Mikey’s lightness. Raphael could never have fallen for someone who couldn’t be on par with him in a brawl and Leo was certainly his equal in many ways. He might be a tad weaker in strength and hand to hand combat, but he was more inventive then the red turtle, which came in use in other ways as well. And Raph just knew that although they never talked about it, Leo knew that he looked at Don once in a while and that there was an untold lust between them. And Leo had to expect something like this to happen sooner or later.

Their faces were close and Don could feel his “brother’s” hot breath on his skin. But he didn’t know what to do or to say. He knew that no matter what happened now, Raph would always return to Leo, his only love. Yet Donnatello couldn’t shake off the heat he felt in this very moment, with Raphael so close to him, touching him with his strong arms.

to be continued…

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