My Sweet Quatrina.
Chapter two.
Surprise!!! Quatre's a girl!! But that isn't even half of the story. I figured out how to work the chaptering, finally, so I'll be getting a lot more work done.
I don't own Gundam Wing, or My Sweet Audrina, I'm just borrowing them and I'll put them back right where I found them.
3+4 yaoi, some 1+2, blood, rated R.
Quatre tried to sit up, but a wave of sharp pain attacked her abdomen. Sally moved over to the bed and helped her lie down.
" Don't move around so much. You're going to be very sick for at least a month."
" What happened to me?"
" Did you stop taking these pills?"
Sally held up the little white box Quatre had thrown out the previous night.
" Y-yes."
" How long have you been taking them?"
" About five years."
Sally stared at the girl in horror.
" Five years? Do you even know what these are?"
" Vitamins."
" Quatre, this is Novacain! Birth control pills. These have been stopping your periods for FIVE YEARS! Who gave them to you?"
" My sister. She's a doctor on L4."
" She's a doctor? Why didn't you ask her why you were taking these?"
" I trusted her. She said I had to take them, or everyone would know I was a girl."
" Well, thanks to these pills, five year's worth of menstrual blood ruptured your uterine system. I've done a D&C to clean out the blockage, but there will be some leaking, and you're going to be very anemic for a while. Would you give me the number of your sister? I want to talk to her."
" No, don't!! I'll talk to her."
" You'd better. You can see your friends now, if you want."
" You didn't tell them, did you Sally?"
" No, I thought I should leave that up to you."
" I don't want them to know."
" But they will find out eventually!"
" I'll tell them when I'm ready."
" Alright, but I want you to answer a few questions in return for my silence."
" Fine."
" Why have you been pretending to be a boy, and how long has it been going on?"
Quatre took a deep breath.
" I've been pretending to be a boy since I was born. My father wasn't around when my mother died in childbirth, but he was convinced that he'd have a son. My sister just dressed me up like a boy whenever he was around, which wasn't very often.
It was easy enough at first, all she had to do was make me wear boy's clothes and keep my father from bathing or changing me. She didn't want to cut my hair, though, so she just rolled it up and made it look shorter.
But when I was ten, I started growing breasts and started my periods. Irea explained the fundamentals to me, then gave me those pills. She said it would keep Father from finding out that I wasn't the son he wanted so badly. She wrapped my breasts in bandages and everything went on as normal."
" When your father died you could have stopped pretending."
" I still wanted to prove to him that I could be the son and heir he had wanted me to be. But I guess I screwed that up now, didn't I?"
Quatre's eyes clouded over with tears, and Sally felt a wave of sympathy for her.
" I'll come back to check on you in about two weeks. There are some other abnormalities in your uterine tract, but they're probably just related to the irregular menstruation. And don't worry, I'll keep this confidential. But you will have to tell the others some time, Quatre. You can't keep it a secret forever."
" I will. I just have to find the right time."
" Okay. I'll go get them."
" Wait! Not yet."
Quatre proceeded to roll the long strands of blonde hair strewn about the pillow onto the nearby hairpins. After all the pins were secure, she brushed some of the shorter strands over them, covering the pins completely. She then removed her nightshirt and bandaged her rather generous bust, flattening it against her body. After the doctor helped her dress again, Sally went to inform the others of how she was.
Sally was on her way to the living room when she realized that she was still carrying the birth control pills. She shook her head in disgust.
" What kind of person gives a ten-year-old birth control pills?"
One week later, Quatre was still bed-ridden and very ill. The others soon got used to the situation, as Quatre wasn't really a demanding patient. Sally had told them that he'd had an internal hemorrhage, but that he would be fine in a month. She had answered all their questions with short sentences, acting as though there was something she didn't want to mention.
Duo grew bored not having Quatre to talk to, because he had to sleep a lot, and the others were about as friendly as bears with and epidemic of chronic headaches. He took to exploring the group's latest safehouse, one of Quatre's old family mansions, and found a Pandora's box of stuff in the attic. Old clothes, discs, books, toys but mostly old photo albums.
" Quatre would get a laugh out of this,' he thought, " I wonder if he's awake?"
Duo grabbed three of the photo albums and ran to Quatre's room. Quatre was awake, still deathly pale and tired-looking. Trowa was sitting in an armchair, reading and keeping a close eye on his angel.
" Hey, Q, Look what I found in the attic!!"
Duo leaped onto the bed, making it bounce. Quatre immediately clutched his stomach and moaned in pain. Trowa looked up angrily.
" Shit, sorry, man. You okay?"
" I'll be fine. What did you want to show me?"
Duo happily produced the photo albums, and they proceeded to look through them. Most of the photos were of Quatre as a child, playing with his sisters, borrowing Abdul's fez and sunglasses while he had passed out drunk at a party, playing his violin and others. It seemed a little strange to Duo, though, that none of the pictures of Quatre showed him as being any older than seven. Then, Duo came across an older picture of a dark haired boy with deep brown eyes hugging a tiny girl with blonde hair and turquoise eyes. The boy appearred to be about eleven, and the girl's age was hard to determine.
" Hey, Quatre, who's this?"
Quatre glanced at the picture and his eyes widened. He grabbed the picture from Duo and studied it closely, skin turning whiter by the minute. Trowa noticed this and approached him.
" Quatre, what's the matter?"
" Could you and Duo leave the room for a while?"
" But.."
" Please?"
Looking troubled, they did as they were told. Once they left, Quatre let the tears flow freely as a wave of long forgotten memories engulfed her. The photograph fell to the floor, revealing the writing on the back.
Quatre and Quatrina Winner.
Chapter two.
Surprise!!! Quatre's a girl!! But that isn't even half of the story. I figured out how to work the chaptering, finally, so I'll be getting a lot more work done.
I don't own Gundam Wing, or My Sweet Audrina, I'm just borrowing them and I'll put them back right where I found them.
3+4 yaoi, some 1+2, blood, rated R.
Quatre tried to sit up, but a wave of sharp pain attacked her abdomen. Sally moved over to the bed and helped her lie down.
" Don't move around so much. You're going to be very sick for at least a month."
" What happened to me?"
" Did you stop taking these pills?"
Sally held up the little white box Quatre had thrown out the previous night.
" Y-yes."
" How long have you been taking them?"
" About five years."
Sally stared at the girl in horror.
" Five years? Do you even know what these are?"
" Vitamins."
" Quatre, this is Novacain! Birth control pills. These have been stopping your periods for FIVE YEARS! Who gave them to you?"
" My sister. She's a doctor on L4."
" She's a doctor? Why didn't you ask her why you were taking these?"
" I trusted her. She said I had to take them, or everyone would know I was a girl."
" Well, thanks to these pills, five year's worth of menstrual blood ruptured your uterine system. I've done a D&C to clean out the blockage, but there will be some leaking, and you're going to be very anemic for a while. Would you give me the number of your sister? I want to talk to her."
" No, don't!! I'll talk to her."
" You'd better. You can see your friends now, if you want."
" You didn't tell them, did you Sally?"
" No, I thought I should leave that up to you."
" I don't want them to know."
" But they will find out eventually!"
" I'll tell them when I'm ready."
" Alright, but I want you to answer a few questions in return for my silence."
" Fine."
" Why have you been pretending to be a boy, and how long has it been going on?"
Quatre took a deep breath.
" I've been pretending to be a boy since I was born. My father wasn't around when my mother died in childbirth, but he was convinced that he'd have a son. My sister just dressed me up like a boy whenever he was around, which wasn't very often.
It was easy enough at first, all she had to do was make me wear boy's clothes and keep my father from bathing or changing me. She didn't want to cut my hair, though, so she just rolled it up and made it look shorter.
But when I was ten, I started growing breasts and started my periods. Irea explained the fundamentals to me, then gave me those pills. She said it would keep Father from finding out that I wasn't the son he wanted so badly. She wrapped my breasts in bandages and everything went on as normal."
" When your father died you could have stopped pretending."
" I still wanted to prove to him that I could be the son and heir he had wanted me to be. But I guess I screwed that up now, didn't I?"
Quatre's eyes clouded over with tears, and Sally felt a wave of sympathy for her.
" I'll come back to check on you in about two weeks. There are some other abnormalities in your uterine tract, but they're probably just related to the irregular menstruation. And don't worry, I'll keep this confidential. But you will have to tell the others some time, Quatre. You can't keep it a secret forever."
" I will. I just have to find the right time."
" Okay. I'll go get them."
" Wait! Not yet."
Quatre proceeded to roll the long strands of blonde hair strewn about the pillow onto the nearby hairpins. After all the pins were secure, she brushed some of the shorter strands over them, covering the pins completely. She then removed her nightshirt and bandaged her rather generous bust, flattening it against her body. After the doctor helped her dress again, Sally went to inform the others of how she was.
Sally was on her way to the living room when she realized that she was still carrying the birth control pills. She shook her head in disgust.
" What kind of person gives a ten-year-old birth control pills?"
One week later, Quatre was still bed-ridden and very ill. The others soon got used to the situation, as Quatre wasn't really a demanding patient. Sally had told them that he'd had an internal hemorrhage, but that he would be fine in a month. She had answered all their questions with short sentences, acting as though there was something she didn't want to mention.
Duo grew bored not having Quatre to talk to, because he had to sleep a lot, and the others were about as friendly as bears with and epidemic of chronic headaches. He took to exploring the group's latest safehouse, one of Quatre's old family mansions, and found a Pandora's box of stuff in the attic. Old clothes, discs, books, toys but mostly old photo albums.
" Quatre would get a laugh out of this,' he thought, " I wonder if he's awake?"
Duo grabbed three of the photo albums and ran to Quatre's room. Quatre was awake, still deathly pale and tired-looking. Trowa was sitting in an armchair, reading and keeping a close eye on his angel.
" Hey, Q, Look what I found in the attic!!"
Duo leaped onto the bed, making it bounce. Quatre immediately clutched his stomach and moaned in pain. Trowa looked up angrily.
" Shit, sorry, man. You okay?"
" I'll be fine. What did you want to show me?"
Duo happily produced the photo albums, and they proceeded to look through them. Most of the photos were of Quatre as a child, playing with his sisters, borrowing Abdul's fez and sunglasses while he had passed out drunk at a party, playing his violin and others. It seemed a little strange to Duo, though, that none of the pictures of Quatre showed him as being any older than seven. Then, Duo came across an older picture of a dark haired boy with deep brown eyes hugging a tiny girl with blonde hair and turquoise eyes. The boy appearred to be about eleven, and the girl's age was hard to determine.
" Hey, Quatre, who's this?"
Quatre glanced at the picture and his eyes widened. He grabbed the picture from Duo and studied it closely, skin turning whiter by the minute. Trowa noticed this and approached him.
" Quatre, what's the matter?"
" Could you and Duo leave the room for a while?"
" But.."
" Please?"
Looking troubled, they did as they were told. Once they left, Quatre let the tears flow freely as a wave of long forgotten memories engulfed her. The photograph fell to the floor, revealing the writing on the back.
Quatre and Quatrina Winner.