Childhood Memories
There were always happy memories of Quatre's childhood; he had a normal, sort of normal childhood. His sisters were the ones who would flip out if he so much as caught a cold.
The two sisters who were closer to his age, which were about ten were the nightmares. He remembered those horrible memories of being systematically forced into a dress and forced to play tea party.
What became worse was his fear that his newfound friends would find out about it. Duo was a snoop, the poor guy had found some of the photo albums from the boy's childhood.
"Hey look at this," Duo was holding up a photo of Quatre dressed in a school uniform looking around. "I didn't know you were in boy scouts, Quatre."
"That was my school uniform," Quatre blinked at the picture. Please dear God, don't let them find the videos.
Too late, they were found when they fells from a box onto Wuefe's head. "Hey, what's this crap?" he pointed at the videos.
"You know, I don't know what they are," Quatre lied and leaned against the wall hoping that no one would take an interest.
"Let's watch them, they might be your dad's secret porn stash," Duo smiled evilly.
"You're not serious?" Quatre was about to protest when the video entered the viewer and a small blond haired boy was standing in front of a preschool smiling.
"Hello there, what's your name?" said a man who had to have been a teacher at Quatre's school.
The boy turned his bright blue eyes up at the teacher and giggled. "Quatre Weebba Weiner."
Everyone in the room burst out laughing at the little boy, everyone except Trowa and Heero who were looking at Quatre with weird looks on their faces. "I WAS FOUR.," Quatre whimpered feeling a little ashamed.
"Whatever you say, Weiner," Duo was laughing almost falling out of his seat.
"Seriously this isn't funny," Wufei shook his head trying to hide a smirk. "When I was a child I couldn't even pronounce mine."
There was silence as another image from the video came up, it was of Quatre and his sisters, he was sitting in front of a table set for a tea party, he was dressed in a pink dress with a ribbon in his hair. "Does Ms. Belle want some tea," one of his sisters who could have been five at the time asked him.
"No, I want to play with my models!" the boy whimpered. "Why do I have to be dressed like this?"
The girl just glared at him with dark eyes. "Because I said so!"
Duo who was sitting there smiled. "Awww, little bitty Quatre, he's so cute in a dress," he had this little devilish look on his face.
I know what is going to happen to me, Quatre thought watching Duo leave the room coming back with one of Hilde's dresses. "Oh, Quatre, I have always wanted to see you in this!"
"Leave me alone!" Quatre took off running down the halls, why did he have to have some many sisters? Why did they have to torture him into playing house and tea party? He was held down as Duo made it clear he wasn't going to give up until he saw Quatre in a dress.
Standing in front of a mirror and then in front of his friends, as Duo took a picture. "You better not show this to anyone!"
**
The next morning Quatre saw the digital image of himself in a dress plastered all over the school. "DUO!"
"Hey, this is revenge for you telling on me," the American walked off to his class.
"But you were cheating, I was doing you a favor!"
"Hey, Quatre, nice legs, wanna date?" one of the guys in Quatre's English class asked and hugged him.
"LET ME GO!!!!"
He looked up as a blond girl walked up. "Excuse me, but let go of him," it was Dorothy who was staring at the boy.
"I was only kidding Dorothy."
Looking up at Dorothy he smiled and walked off to his class. "I can't believe this, my whole reputation down the tube," he whispered.
"What reputation?" Heero whispered looking at him as he sat down. "The last award you got was 'Most likely to be Gay' award."
"That's not funny, I can get a girlfriend!"
"And I'm the pope," Heero shook his head and looked down at his textbook.
"I swear, I'm not Gay!"
There were always happy memories of Quatre's childhood; he had a normal, sort of normal childhood. His sisters were the ones who would flip out if he so much as caught a cold.
The two sisters who were closer to his age, which were about ten were the nightmares. He remembered those horrible memories of being systematically forced into a dress and forced to play tea party.
What became worse was his fear that his newfound friends would find out about it. Duo was a snoop, the poor guy had found some of the photo albums from the boy's childhood.
"Hey look at this," Duo was holding up a photo of Quatre dressed in a school uniform looking around. "I didn't know you were in boy scouts, Quatre."
"That was my school uniform," Quatre blinked at the picture. Please dear God, don't let them find the videos.
Too late, they were found when they fells from a box onto Wuefe's head. "Hey, what's this crap?" he pointed at the videos.
"You know, I don't know what they are," Quatre lied and leaned against the wall hoping that no one would take an interest.
"Let's watch them, they might be your dad's secret porn stash," Duo smiled evilly.
"You're not serious?" Quatre was about to protest when the video entered the viewer and a small blond haired boy was standing in front of a preschool smiling.
"Hello there, what's your name?" said a man who had to have been a teacher at Quatre's school.
The boy turned his bright blue eyes up at the teacher and giggled. "Quatre Weebba Weiner."
Everyone in the room burst out laughing at the little boy, everyone except Trowa and Heero who were looking at Quatre with weird looks on their faces. "I WAS FOUR.," Quatre whimpered feeling a little ashamed.
"Whatever you say, Weiner," Duo was laughing almost falling out of his seat.
"Seriously this isn't funny," Wufei shook his head trying to hide a smirk. "When I was a child I couldn't even pronounce mine."
There was silence as another image from the video came up, it was of Quatre and his sisters, he was sitting in front of a table set for a tea party, he was dressed in a pink dress with a ribbon in his hair. "Does Ms. Belle want some tea," one of his sisters who could have been five at the time asked him.
"No, I want to play with my models!" the boy whimpered. "Why do I have to be dressed like this?"
The girl just glared at him with dark eyes. "Because I said so!"
Duo who was sitting there smiled. "Awww, little bitty Quatre, he's so cute in a dress," he had this little devilish look on his face.
I know what is going to happen to me, Quatre thought watching Duo leave the room coming back with one of Hilde's dresses. "Oh, Quatre, I have always wanted to see you in this!"
"Leave me alone!" Quatre took off running down the halls, why did he have to have some many sisters? Why did they have to torture him into playing house and tea party? He was held down as Duo made it clear he wasn't going to give up until he saw Quatre in a dress.
Standing in front of a mirror and then in front of his friends, as Duo took a picture. "You better not show this to anyone!"
**
The next morning Quatre saw the digital image of himself in a dress plastered all over the school. "DUO!"
"Hey, this is revenge for you telling on me," the American walked off to his class.
"But you were cheating, I was doing you a favor!"
"Hey, Quatre, nice legs, wanna date?" one of the guys in Quatre's English class asked and hugged him.
"LET ME GO!!!!"
He looked up as a blond girl walked up. "Excuse me, but let go of him," it was Dorothy who was staring at the boy.
"I was only kidding Dorothy."
Looking up at Dorothy he smiled and walked off to his class. "I can't believe this, my whole reputation down the tube," he whispered.
"What reputation?" Heero whispered looking at him as he sat down. "The last award you got was 'Most likely to be Gay' award."
"That's not funny, I can get a girlfriend!"
"And I'm the pope," Heero shook his head and looked down at his textbook.
"I swear, I'm not Gay!"