To BitterCherries: You're the first person to get technical like that. I do understand you're point. I knew all about that because my best friend is about to have her child (Me god mommy! dances) and I went to all her appointments. I'm not sure either if men can have those hormones, but I have an explanation for that in due time. Just wait and see!
Disclaimer: I don't want to own all of them...I just want to own T/B...
-=Chapter 5, the doctors office=-
By the evening, after supper had gone cold and left aside, a loss of appetite to blame for the waste, three more tests had been tried, all different brand names and kinds still resulting in that one color the lilac-haired Russian grew to despise, blue.
Four tests had gone by, each one resulting in the same dreadful pastel shade of aqua tinting the paper. Bryan hadn't said a word though as Tala always gave him the look with his eyes that meant nothing good.
The complication stirring in his head left a heavy feeling welling in his heart. He didn't understand, his mind was set so strongly on the fact that he was a guy but now, with the tests all going positive even if that did seem impossible, he was beginning to feel torn.
Logic wasn't favoring him anymore and that didn't sit well with him. Tala had tried to reason with him, not to think anything of the tests till he talked to the doctor himself the next day. But as he tried to calm Bryan, going from quiet to angry the younger snapped, from another mood swing that he'd done three tests and well, he'd seen the color.
Still, Tala reminded him that he was in fact a male and since the male and female hormones are different, that's what might have triggered the blue to appear.
The night was quiet and when it came time for bed, Bryan declined, lost in his own little world still contemplating. Tala who was just as worried merely nodded, hiding the depressed look on his face as he headed towards their room. The bed had seemed as empty as he lay down all alone. He sighed sadly as he tossed around upon the large mattress. No goodnight kiss, no presence to snuggle up too; he hated being alone, especially at night.
Fatigue had yet to ensue and Bryan still hadn't retired to the bed. Sighing, Tala got up and tip toed down the hall again, assuming his love had fallen asleep on the couch. Of course he was right; Bryan was sleeping peacefully on the couch. He smiled and went over to the sofa carefully stepping over the slumbering boy, making himself comfortable behind him. He wrapped him arms around his love, relishing in the newly found warmth and to his surprise, Bryan turned around and nestled up to him, whispering a small 'sorry'...
The morning resulted in sore bodies but smiles that made them each feel better till the dawning of what was to happen during the day occurred. Anxiety set in and Bryan became even quieter, hiding his nervous feelings. It took a lot of persuasion to get him to relax and feel comfortable with the situation. Bryan had never been afraid of anything but he knew he'd gotten softer over the years for meaningless doctors to make his shake. That was the least of his problems, according to that test, there was another one in his stomach.
Upon arriving into that small room, claustrophobics feared, of course he made Tala join him, sitting him in the extra chair as he sat down on the paper covered bench. His eyes scanned the room, taking in every instrument as he tried to figure out its purpose. The red-head calmed him with a chaste kiss before the doctor arrived.
The physician was an elder, at least forty judging by the gray hair blending in with the mass of black, pushed back out of his eyes covered with small glasses. He was tall and thin, not lanky thanks to his broad shoulders, giving him structure and a final touch for definition.
''What seems to be the problem son?'' The deep accent laced his English words, his voice held a tone of authority to it, yet a gentleness seemed to show upon his features.
Taking in a deep breath, with a last glance to Tala, he finally blurted out ''I'm pregnant.''
It took a few seconds for the doctor to register what had been said and the boys could only imagine how bad the sudden words sounded. The silence was disrupted by laughter and Bryan turned his head away, clenching his fist against the paper, the small crinkling noise no where near as loud as the chuckle.
''Seriously Bryan, why are you here?'' The doctor had sobered up, still slightly smirking as he shook his head, going over the boy's file.
When he didn't get a response he looked up, receiving two seriously intense stares from each Russian.
''Boys, honestly. It's quite impossible for a male to bare a child, let alone by the way I'm assuming since your both an item correct?''
They nodded, both sets of eyes still fixed upon him, the staring so intimidating.
''And what makes you think this?'' Returning the gaze, the doctor readied his pen, in order to take down every word.
''Every symptom you can think of I've felt in the past month. From morning sickness to mood swings.''
A long round of contemplation brought a new silence from the medical man as he continued writing, stopping a few times as if not knowing what to put down.
''A lot of viruses and diseases cause those symptoms; they aren't reasons to believe you have a child in your stomach.''
Bryan countered as the doctor seemed to think low of the situation, making them sound absolutely ludicrous. ''I took three of those damn tests and they all turned blue.''
''I'd like to see that for myself.'' Getting up, the doctor found what he was looking for, a box similar to the ones found in stores, exactly like they had purchased. ''This is the best medical test known for pregnancies. They've been tested on males and in fact have turned red.''
Going to the washroom down the hall, when Bryan returned the doctor put the tester into the sample and as they waited for the chemical transformation of the paper, one awaiting red while the other two knew blue would grace the white for them.
''Now, to prove that it is in fact impossible for a male to be pregnant the color should be-''
The sentence was never finished as, like previous reactions Bryan had experienced, the doctor looked as shocked and amazed, utterly speechless to the result.
''Oh my dear lord...''
-=TBC=-
Ehehe, I needed a cliffhanger. Well sort of since you know what that means. I did plan on having more of an explanation for this like how I'm going to make it possible but I'm content with the way this came out. I'm going to try to go a lot more into details emotionally and medically but I can assure you, anything medical should still be considered as bull shit.
Disclaimer: I don't want to own all of them...I just want to own T/B...
-=Chapter 5, the doctors office=-
By the evening, after supper had gone cold and left aside, a loss of appetite to blame for the waste, three more tests had been tried, all different brand names and kinds still resulting in that one color the lilac-haired Russian grew to despise, blue.
Four tests had gone by, each one resulting in the same dreadful pastel shade of aqua tinting the paper. Bryan hadn't said a word though as Tala always gave him the look with his eyes that meant nothing good.
The complication stirring in his head left a heavy feeling welling in his heart. He didn't understand, his mind was set so strongly on the fact that he was a guy but now, with the tests all going positive even if that did seem impossible, he was beginning to feel torn.
Logic wasn't favoring him anymore and that didn't sit well with him. Tala had tried to reason with him, not to think anything of the tests till he talked to the doctor himself the next day. But as he tried to calm Bryan, going from quiet to angry the younger snapped, from another mood swing that he'd done three tests and well, he'd seen the color.
Still, Tala reminded him that he was in fact a male and since the male and female hormones are different, that's what might have triggered the blue to appear.
The night was quiet and when it came time for bed, Bryan declined, lost in his own little world still contemplating. Tala who was just as worried merely nodded, hiding the depressed look on his face as he headed towards their room. The bed had seemed as empty as he lay down all alone. He sighed sadly as he tossed around upon the large mattress. No goodnight kiss, no presence to snuggle up too; he hated being alone, especially at night.
Fatigue had yet to ensue and Bryan still hadn't retired to the bed. Sighing, Tala got up and tip toed down the hall again, assuming his love had fallen asleep on the couch. Of course he was right; Bryan was sleeping peacefully on the couch. He smiled and went over to the sofa carefully stepping over the slumbering boy, making himself comfortable behind him. He wrapped him arms around his love, relishing in the newly found warmth and to his surprise, Bryan turned around and nestled up to him, whispering a small 'sorry'...
The morning resulted in sore bodies but smiles that made them each feel better till the dawning of what was to happen during the day occurred. Anxiety set in and Bryan became even quieter, hiding his nervous feelings. It took a lot of persuasion to get him to relax and feel comfortable with the situation. Bryan had never been afraid of anything but he knew he'd gotten softer over the years for meaningless doctors to make his shake. That was the least of his problems, according to that test, there was another one in his stomach.
Upon arriving into that small room, claustrophobics feared, of course he made Tala join him, sitting him in the extra chair as he sat down on the paper covered bench. His eyes scanned the room, taking in every instrument as he tried to figure out its purpose. The red-head calmed him with a chaste kiss before the doctor arrived.
The physician was an elder, at least forty judging by the gray hair blending in with the mass of black, pushed back out of his eyes covered with small glasses. He was tall and thin, not lanky thanks to his broad shoulders, giving him structure and a final touch for definition.
''What seems to be the problem son?'' The deep accent laced his English words, his voice held a tone of authority to it, yet a gentleness seemed to show upon his features.
Taking in a deep breath, with a last glance to Tala, he finally blurted out ''I'm pregnant.''
It took a few seconds for the doctor to register what had been said and the boys could only imagine how bad the sudden words sounded. The silence was disrupted by laughter and Bryan turned his head away, clenching his fist against the paper, the small crinkling noise no where near as loud as the chuckle.
''Seriously Bryan, why are you here?'' The doctor had sobered up, still slightly smirking as he shook his head, going over the boy's file.
When he didn't get a response he looked up, receiving two seriously intense stares from each Russian.
''Boys, honestly. It's quite impossible for a male to bare a child, let alone by the way I'm assuming since your both an item correct?''
They nodded, both sets of eyes still fixed upon him, the staring so intimidating.
''And what makes you think this?'' Returning the gaze, the doctor readied his pen, in order to take down every word.
''Every symptom you can think of I've felt in the past month. From morning sickness to mood swings.''
A long round of contemplation brought a new silence from the medical man as he continued writing, stopping a few times as if not knowing what to put down.
''A lot of viruses and diseases cause those symptoms; they aren't reasons to believe you have a child in your stomach.''
Bryan countered as the doctor seemed to think low of the situation, making them sound absolutely ludicrous. ''I took three of those damn tests and they all turned blue.''
''I'd like to see that for myself.'' Getting up, the doctor found what he was looking for, a box similar to the ones found in stores, exactly like they had purchased. ''This is the best medical test known for pregnancies. They've been tested on males and in fact have turned red.''
Going to the washroom down the hall, when Bryan returned the doctor put the tester into the sample and as they waited for the chemical transformation of the paper, one awaiting red while the other two knew blue would grace the white for them.
''Now, to prove that it is in fact impossible for a male to be pregnant the color should be-''
The sentence was never finished as, like previous reactions Bryan had experienced, the doctor looked as shocked and amazed, utterly speechless to the result.
''Oh my dear lord...''
-=TBC=-
Ehehe, I needed a cliffhanger. Well sort of since you know what that means. I did plan on having more of an explanation for this like how I'm going to make it possible but I'm content with the way this came out. I'm going to try to go a lot more into details emotionally and medically but I can assure you, anything medical should still be considered as bull shit.