Warnings: Light T-cest.
Universe: AU - Angels and Demons.
Characters(Main): Angel Michelangelo, Angel Raphael, Demon Leonardo.
Pairing: Mention of Leonardo/Michelangelo
Michelangelo knew better than to leave the safety of heaven’s gates. He was well aware of the dangers that the mortal world held for an angel, but his curious heart refused to let him settle for his simply life above the clouds.
The sly little angel snuck out every chance he got, traveling to earth to watch the mortals up close. The Elite Angels were very strict on the laws and rules that came with being an angel. They looked down upon Mikey and saw him only as a trouble maker. Although they had threatened the young angel many times, Mikey rarely listened to them.
Raphael, one of the most powerful and well known angels under the Elites, was chosen to look after Mikey and keep him safe. Raph plead with the Elites, begging them to allow Mikey more time to prove himself and to gain their trust. They agreed to let Mikey have one more chance; if he messed up again, they would take his wings away, permanently. But Raph’s attempts to control Mikey and help him find his inner light failed miserably, and he began to worry there was no hope for the little angel.
Michelangelo had a good reason why he disobeyed the Elites and Raph. He loved to watch the mortals on earth. They amazed Mikey and he wanted to know more about them. Most Angels were wise enough to stay above the clouds. Only the Elites and angels with great power were allowed on earth, their job was to keep demons from causing harm to the earth and the mortals that lived there.
Demons were heartless creatures, feeding off of fear and pain. They caused destruction and panic wherever they went. It was not uncommon for angels to be attacked or even killed by demons, even the most powerful angels fell victim to the dark beasts.
Against the Elites orders, Michelangelo still traveled to earth. He studied the mortals and their ways of life. A small village in the middle of a grand and beautiful rain forest was Mikey’s favorite place to visit. The men worked all day in the fields, taking care of the wheat and other foods they grew, while the women took care of everything else. Mikey envied the children as they played with their friends, sharing toys and running around. Mikey never had anyone to play with growing up. He was one of the youngest angels around and no one had the time or patience to entertain the youngling.
Over the last couple of days, Mikey had noticed a change in the village. The villagers worked harder and longer. Even the children stopping coming out to play, instead they helped their parents. Mikey wanted to know what was happening to cause the mortals to act like this. Sneaking away once again, Mikey traveled to the village. He made sure to stay out of sight, making himself completely unknown to the mortal world.
From listening to the talk going on around the village, Mikey learned that a messenger from another village had traveled far to inform them that a rogue samurai was coming. The samurai was powerful and skilled, he had never lost a battle and he was the most feared warrior across the land. Mikey sat on the rooftops at night, listening to the village elders tell stories about this mystical samurai. The samurai seemed to bring trouble with him no matter where he went. Michelangelo couldn’t wait to see this unknown samurai that had the entire village scared and nervous.
One foggy morning, Mikey arrived at the village a little earlier than usual. Raphael was questioning him the night before and he didn’t want to give the large angel a chance to find out what he was up to. The village was still and quite, which brought a smile to the small angel’s face. The sun was slowly making its way over the mountains, making a beautiful orange coated sky. Mikey sighed contently as he landed peacefully on the rooftop of the tallest building in the village, his icy blue eyes scanning over the forest, taking in all the sights and sounds. He closed his eyes and flapped his wings as the wind blew.
Out of the corner of his eye, Mikey saw a figure standing at the edge of the forest. Quickly dropping down to his knees, Mikey hid behind the chimney. Carefully peeking around, Mikey watched as the figure started to slowly walk toward the village. Mikey felt his heart pound heavily in his chest when he realized that it was the samurai.
The grand samurai was a turtle, much like Michelangelo. He was very large, nearly three times the size of Mikey. He carried himself with great pride and held a confident grin on his face. Flaring his wings, Mikey gulped when he noticed the double katana resting in their sheaths on the samurai’s back, the handles worn for being used so much. He was dressed in a typical samurai clothing without armor; white kobakama, blue shitagi, complete with a black uwa odi. Even though he was clothed, his muscles were very visible and defined. Mikey could tell just by looking at him that the samurai had been in many battles and was wise beyond his years. His eyes were solid, impossible to read, they were blank and held no emotion. Something about the samurai sent an uneasy feeling through Mikey’s body, filling him with fear and wonder.
A couple of the village people had arose and were making their way to the entrance to greet the samurai. The samurai placed his hands on his hips as he entered the village, ignoring the people that greeted him. He ran his tongue over his teeth as he walked through the main street, looking at each house and building as he walked. Mikey smiled as the samurai approached the building he was sitting on. Mikey quickly ducked, his wings wrapping around him protectively as the samurai looked up, scanning the rooftop.
Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around Mikey’s waist and a hand covered his mouth, keeping the little angel from screaming. Mikey sighed in relief when the arms that held him turned him around, bringing him face-to-face with Raphael. Raph slowly pulled his hands away from Mikey and crossed them over his plastron.
“Mikey, what are you doing here?” Raphael hissed, his voice hardly louder than a whisper. “I have told you a hundred times that earth is off limits! You are luck the Elites aren’t here!”
“I’m really sorry, Raph. I just wanted to see this samurai the villagers have been talking about,” Mikey tried to explain, slight panic in his voice. Raph’s eyes widened as he began to snarl.
“Wait! You have been coming to the mortal world a lot, haven’t you?” Raph questioned. Mikey lowered his wings and he looked down as he swirled his thumbs “And you have been getting close to them! How else would you know what they have been talking about?”
“No one has seen me, Raph, honest!” Mikey tried to defend himself. “I have been super careful.” Raph inhaled deeply as he leaned forward, placing a hand on Mikey’s small shoulder.
“I’m glad you are okay, Mikey, I really am. But you disobeyed me and broke several rules. If the Elites found out, they would rip off your wings and leave you on earth to suffer.” Mikey felt tears forming in his eyes as he looked up at Raph, unsure what to say or do.
“Save it, Mikey.” Raphael roughly cut him off. “Let’s prayer that the Elites don’t find out, they will have both of our heads.”
“Wh-what are you doing on earth anyways, R-Raph?” Mikey stuttered.
“There has been a lot of reports of demons running around this forest recently. I thought I’d check it out and see if we need to step in.” Raph said, his wings spreading wide across his back. “So, this samurai that the mortals are so fond of, what’s the story behind him?” Raph asked. Mikey turned back around, looking down at the streets, searching for the samurai. But he was nowhere in sight.
“The mortals fear him,” Mikey said, “They have been preparing for his arrival all week, making endless supply of food and making sure everything is perfect. Perhaps he is royalty or something like that. It’s weird, he is a turtle, like us.” Raph’s eyes narrowed as he jumped to his feet, his wings waving wildly in the air. “Raph?” Mikey cleared his throat as he stood up, tilting his head as he watched his friend. The larger angel shook his head repeatedly, mumbling under his breath. Raph suddenly took flight, flying low over the rooftops, his sharp eyes searching the village for the samurai. Mikey chased after Raph, trying his best to keep up but his smaller wings had a harder time keeping up with Raph’s stronger and bigger wings.
Mikey found Raph perched on the edge of a building, his wings standing tall and his body tense and ridged. Mikey carefully landed next to Raph, timidly following Raph’s gaze. All of Raph’s focus was on the samurai, who was sitting on a bench in front of the overnight boarding house, waiting on his room.
“That’s him,” Mikey whispered, “He is so different from any mortal I have ever since.” Raph growled as he looked down at Mikey.
“I know that samurai. His name is Leonardo,” Raph said, “He is nothing but trouble! He is always around when we receive news of demon attacks.”
“But, he is mortal,” Mikey pointed out, “He can’t be that bad. He doesn’t seem to be a threat.” Raph rolled his eyes as turned and smiled at Mikey.
“Don’t let looks fool you, Mikey. There is something about him, something I don’t like…or trust.” Raph muttered.
“But nothing!” Raph grabbed Mikey and pulled him away from the edge of the roof. “I’m done protecting you, Mikey. If you every come back to the mortal world, I will take you straight to the Elites and let them have you. Am I understood?” Raph warned, placing his hands on his hips and staring down at Mikey. Mikey opened his mouth to protest but he couldn’t find the words to use. “And if you even mention Leonardo, I will take away your halo and rip off your wings myself!” Mikey’s eyes widened as he stepped away from Raph, gulping as fear settled in the pit of his stomach.
“I-I,” Mikey choked on his own words, “I understand.” Raph closed as eyes as he kneeled down in front of Mikey, halfheartedly smiling at the small angel.
“Let’s go home, Mikey,” Raph said. Mikey nodded, smiling lightly at Raph in return. Raph sighed as he stood back up, he could still see the sadness in Mikey’s eyes, but he had no choice but to threaten Mikey.
Mikey looked back down at Leonardo one last time, taking in his handsome face before following Raph back to their home. He knew deep in his heart that Leonardo was not bad, just misunderstood. Michelangelo would prove Raphael wrong, he would show Raph that Leonardo was good.
Nothing could keep him away from earth.
Nothing would keep him from Leonardo.