[RL - Will You Make It Better?-]

[strong_blue_one]

He hated having this almost constant headache, he hated feeling like his head was swimming on a constant basis, Leonardo just hated being sick. Not that he was going to admit that to anyone, he never had been one to tell anyone how he felt, Leo liked to bottle things up and put them away. It was generally why he had to be forced to admit he was

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[hotheadedrebel]

Unfortunately, Raph knew the other turtle well, and had noticed Leo had been just slightly off for the last few weeks, the lack of training, more locking himself up in his room for hours, only coming out to eat, or practice.

He had atleast gotten Mikey to turn down his damn game. Today again Leo was holed up in their room, and Raph approached the door, stepping in as it swished open as usual.

"Ok Leo, this time no denying it, something aint right about you." He said, as he approached the bed, and the sickly turtle.

[strong_blue_one]

Raph's theory was proven pretty true since Leo's reaction was almost jumping out of his shell at Raph's voice. The older of the two rarely if acted like that, even when he was surprised. Nearly falling out of the bed and catching himself, the pillows meeting the polished floor revealing the tired looking Leonardo's expression.

"I'm fine, my head just hurts." He said weakly back, trying to act like he hadn't almost fallen out of the bed in surprise.

[hotheadedrebel]

"Sure, you look perfectly fine, and it's perfectly normal for ya to nearly jump out of your shell, and almost fall out of the bed."Raph said, approaching.

[strong_blue_one]

"..." Leo reached for the remaining pillow and whacked Raph with it irritably. Pushing himself up to sit up in the bed.

"I just have a headache." He insisted with some conviction, Leo really wishing he didn't sound nor look as sick as he felt.

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