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Raph had stubbornly stood his ground, but he was really starting to feel the effects of this fever now. He was coming out in a sweat, his vision getting a little fuzzy… Damn… He felt so cold. He pulled the blanket around him tighter to try and keep the cold out.

Mikey returned with another bowl, but this one wasn't filled with food. Oh… He'd been sent to go and get water and rags, right?

Mikey kind of frowned at him when he came in, like he wasn't happy. "Dude, you should rest." He said gently as he put the bowl down on the table.

Not this again… It really wasn't helping. "Wanna watch TV…" He muttered.

Mikey just laughed at him as he wet the cloth. "You can do that lying down."

Raph sighed. Everyone was on his case. Everyone was fussing over him... He just wanted to be left alone.

Suddenly, a very cold and wet rag was put on his forehead. He growled at it, wanting it to be gone. Mikey stopped him before he could even try and pull the stupid thing off.

"Come on, Raphie." The turtle said. "Leave it there. It'll help."

It annoyed Raph how the turtle could make him feel so guilty over nothing. It was just the way he spoke, the way he looked at Raph, it made him feel bad about trying to push away the help he was being offered. It annoyed him even more than the fact he needed all this help in the first place.

"Do I ever mention how annoying you can be?" He asked, wishing he could just remember already.

"All the time!" Mikey said, grinning once more. "Like the time when I used your sai as a skewer to cook those awesome kebabs. You would have liked them too if you'd actually let me finish cooking them."

Mikey was laughing and obviously enjoying the memory. Raph felt... sad. His face must have conveyed that because Mikey soon stopped laughing.

"Hey.. It'll be okay." Mikey said. "Don says that this was probably temporary and would wear off in a couple of days."

Raph didn't reply, he wasn't sure how to. The idea that he could remember, but not like what he saw.. So far he'd only remembered bad things, like Hun and Karai. He couldn't have had that good of a life if they were always after them, right?

An orange cat walked into the room, stealing Raph's attention. They had a cat? It made its way over to Mikey, brushing itself against his legs before jumping up onto the couch with Raph. Raph frowned at it, wondering what it wanted. It purred and curled up against him.

"Aww.. Klunk missed you." Mikey was smiling like an idiot again.

"Klunk?" He asked, eyeing up the orange ball of fur. "It doesn't bite, does it?"

Mikey shook his head. "No way." He assured Raph. "Klunk is the bestest kitty in the world. Though why it missed a smelly thing like you? No idea. Probably just wants to be with you as you're so warm right now."

Ah ha...

Raph was starting to feel sleepy. Stupid tablets were kicking in. He was trying really hard not to yawn.

"This place is like something out of another world.." He muttered. "Turtles? Cats? What's next? Rhinos?"

Mikey looked amused by what Raph had said, but didn't comment on it. Instead, he went about fussing with the stupid rag, rewetting it putting it back on Raph's forehead. Raph just glared at the turtle, but he seemed to find that even more amusing.

"Still the same old Raphie.." He commented quietly.

Raph was getting to a point where he couldn't stop himself from yawning. He stared at the TV, not interested in what was on it. It was if the people on the TV were so... over dramatic about really silly things.

"Mikey..?" He said quietly.

"Yeah, bro?"

"This show sucks.."

Mikey just burst out laughing at him. "It's day time TV, what would you expect?"
Raph just looked at him.

"But you're right. It does suck. Better not let Sensei hear you say that. It's one of his favourite shows."

"Sensei?"

"Our father, I mentioned him before." Mikey explained. "Master Splinter, Sensei, wise one, and just awesome. Sensei is just teacher in Japanese. After all, he taught us everything we know."

Raph yawned again. "Including how to annoy everyone?"

Mikey grinned. "No way! I picked that up all by myself."

"You must be so proud.." Raph remarked sarcastically.

The conversation was starting to die and Raph just went back to staring at the TV. Slowly, he started to doze. He was vaguely aware of Mikey moving him, making him lay down on the couch again, adjusting the blanket, rewetting the stupid rag... Even when trying to sleep he wasn't left alone. Raph tried to tell the turtle to just leave him alone, but it only really came out in a mumble. The cat was purring softly against him as he drifted off...

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There were moments while Raph slept when he could hear voices around him, feel someone touch him, or do really silly annoying things like fuss while he tried to sleep. But there was one that stood out from the rest. It wasn't annoying or bad or anything like that. It felt... comforting.

A soft hand stroked his brow gently. It was so familiar, but yet for the sake of his life he couldn't say why. Raph moved a little in his sleep. Gentle, calming words were spoken. But it was interrupted by a series of coughs and worried voices. For one instant there had been comfort that was provided to him, but it was now replaced with worry. He was worried... about something and he didn't know what it was. Or even who for.

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Raph had stubbornly stood his ground, but he was really starting to feel the effects of this fever now. He was coming out in a sweat, his vision getting a little fuzzy… Damn… He felt so cold. He pulled the blanket around him tighter to try and keep the cold out.

Mikey returned with another bowl, but this one wasn't filled with food. Oh… He'd been sent to go and get water and rags, right?

Mikey kind of frowned at him when he came in, like he wasn't happy. "Dude, you should rest." He said gently as he put the bowl down on the table.

Not this again… It really wasn't helping. "Wanna watch TV…" He muttered.

Mikey just laughed at him as he wet the cloth. "You can do that lying down."

Raph sighed. Everyone was on his case. Everyone was fussing over him... He just wanted to be left alone.

Suddenly, a very cold and wet rag was put on his forehead. He growled at it, wanting it to be gone. Mikey stopped him before he could even try and pull the stupid thing off.

"Come on, Raphie." The turtle said. "Leave it there. It'll help."

It annoyed Raph how the turtle could make him feel so guilty over nothing. It was just the way he spoke, the way he looked at Raph, it made him feel bad about trying to push away the help he was being offered. It annoyed him even more than the fact he needed all this help in the first place.

"Do I ever mention how annoying you can be?" He asked, wishing he could just remember already.

"All the time!" Mikey said, grinning once more. "Like the time when I used your sai as a skewer to cook those awesome kebabs. You would have liked them too if you'd actually let me finish cooking them."

Mikey was laughing and obviously enjoying the memory. Raph felt... sad. His face must have conveyed that because Mikey soon stopped laughing.

"Hey.. It'll be okay." Mikey said. "Don says that this was probably temporary and would wear off in a couple of days."

Raph didn't reply, he wasn't sure how to. The idea that he could remember, but not like what he saw.. So far he'd only remembered bad things, like Hun and Karai. He couldn't have had that good of a life if they were always after them, right?

An orange cat walked into the room, stealing Raph's attention. They had a cat? It made its way over to Mikey, brushing itself against his legs before jumping up onto the couch with Raph. Raph frowned at it, wondering what it wanted. It purred and curled up against him.

"Aww.. Klunk missed you." Mikey was smiling like an idiot again.

"Klunk?" He asked, eyeing up the orange ball of fur. "It doesn't bite, does it?"

Mikey shook his head. "No way." He assured Raph. "Klunk is the bestest kitty in the world. Though why it missed a smelly thing like you? No idea. Probably just wants to be with you as you're so warm right now."

Ah ha...

Raph was starting to feel sleepy. Stupid tablets were kicking in. He was trying really hard not to yawn.

"This place is like something out of another world.." He muttered. "Turtles? Cats? What's next? Rhinos?"

Mikey looked amused by what Raph had said, but didn't comment on it. Instead, he went about fussing with the stupid rag, rewetting it putting it back on Raph's forehead. Raph just glared at the turtle, but he seemed to find that even more amusing.

"Still the same old Raphie.." He commented quietly.

Raph was getting to a point where he couldn't stop himself from yawning. He stared at the TV, not interested in what was on it. It was if the people on the TV were so... over dramatic about really silly things.

"Mikey..?" He said quietly.

"Yeah, bro?"

"This show sucks.."

Mikey just burst out laughing at him. "It's day time TV, what would you expect?"
Raph just looked at him.

"But you're right. It does suck. Better not let Sensei hear you say that. It's one of his favourite shows."

"Sensei?"

"Our father, I mentioned him before." Mikey explained. "Master Splinter, Sensei, wise one, and just awesome. Sensei is just teacher in Japanese. After all, he taught us everything we know."

Raph yawned again. "Including how to annoy everyone?"

Mikey grinned. "No way! I picked that up all by myself."

"You must be so proud.." Raph remarked sarcastically.

The conversation was starting to die and Raph just went back to staring at the TV. Slowly, he started to doze. He was vaguely aware of Mikey moving him, making him lay down on the couch again, adjusting the blanket, rewetting the stupid rag... Even when trying to sleep he wasn't left alone. Raph tried to tell the turtle to just leave him alone, but it only really came out in a mumble. The cat was purring softly against him as he drifted off...

Xxxxxxxxx

There were moments while Raph slept when he could hear voices around him, feel someone touch him, or do really silly annoying things like fuss while he tried to sleep. But there was one that stood out from the rest. It wasn't annoying or bad or anything like that. It felt... comforting.

A soft hand stroked his brow gently. It was so familiar, but yet for the sake of his life he couldn't say why. Raph moved a little in his sleep. Gentle, calming words were spoken. But it was interrupted by a series of coughs and worried voices. For one instant there had been comfort that was provided to him, but it was now replaced with worry. He was worried... about something and he didn't know what it was. Or even who for.