[AN: Hi guys! Ethereal here. To start up my account (finally) on here, I've decided to write a fanfiction about my newest addiction, Steven Universe! So this has some headcanons i have in here, hence the fan in fanfiction, and I'd just like to share them with you! Not much will happen in this chapter, it's mostly just a setup for what's to come later on. I may also write mostly in run on sentences, and I'm sorry if I do! For now, enjoy this chapter.]

Steven woke up that morning and felt an uneasiness in his stomach. He couldn't figure out why for a while, so to try and shake it off he attempted to play some video games. Level after level on his Nintendo 64, he played until his thumbs hurt, and then he was done almost as quickly as he started.

"Being as great a gamer as I am, I'm not surprised," he said to himself in a joking manner. Speedrunning games had become like a second nature to him, he did it without thinking and almost flawlessly, like an expert.

Since the gaming didn't satisfy him, he decided to have himself some breakfast. He went downstairs and into the kitchen where he poured himself a bowl of cereal and milk. He downed that fairly quickly and sighed in the satisfaction of a full belly, but something still wasn't quite right.

He tried stretching, and it only made him closer to being fit than finding out his problem. Playing his ukulele didn't help, even after tuning it. Finally he just went to the mirror in his room and gazed into his reflection.

"All right, me. What's wrong?" He began. "You had such a great morning, what's up?" He studied his features and realized that he looked a bit.. masculine.

Of course since he was "born" male, this wasn't the least bit surprising to Steven. However, it just made him uncomfortable in a way he couldn't describe on the spot. He felt like this some days, and other days the need to be less like "himself" was pretty strong.

He thought about talking to one of the gems about it, but since they technically have no gender, he figured they would be no help. Dad? Don't know if he's good at this sort of thing. Connie might be a good try, she knows a lot about obscure facts and would probably be some help.

Steven picked up his cell phone and selected Connie from his list of contacts and called her. The phone rang for a bit, then the sound of the other end receiving the call.

"Hello? Who is this?" The voice on the other end questioned- Connie's mother.

"Hello, Mrs. Maheswaren! This is Steven. I'd like to speak to Connie please."

"One moment." She responded. Moments later Connie was on the other end.

"Hey Steven!" Connie greeted the gem, and he returned the greeting.

"Can you come over for lunch by the lighthouse? I need to talk to you about something weird."

"Are you sure we can't talk about it right now?"

"I don't feel comfortable talking about it over the phone.." He admitted, staring at the Temple doors and expecting them to phase open at a moment's notice.

"Oh.. okay. I'll ask my parents first."

Silence.

"They said it's fine! I'll be over in an hour." Steven grinned, thanked Connie, and hung up. All he needed to get through the day would be that conversation over lunch and some way to explain what was going on. Confusion had settled over his mind and he had just about had it with feeling that emotion.

Now he just needed to make the lunch.

[AN: So, I know that was pretty short, but I promise the next one will be longer! I bet you can already tell where this is heading, and Steven's "problem," but the question is, what can Connie do to help? Leave some feedback, and maybe I'll write a second chapter! Thanks for reading c:]