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-=Chapter 6, the verdict=-
''Oh my dear lord...it's blue.''
The doctor stared in fascination at the tester, still in disbelief. That blue that Bryan was beginning to really truly loathe, so faded and wet had in fact resurfaced, thus proving to the man their concern.
''This is impossible.''
''How do you think I feel?'' Bryan couldn't help but be moody and snap at the fact that had been troubling him for a long while.
''There must be something inside of you causing this.''
''A kid?'' The lavender-haired boy offered sarcastically to which the doctor stuck up his nose before scattering his files in search of papers upon the small desk.
''In those tests they measure the amount of hormones. Any drug or medication contains certain quantities of those but not the ones that are supposed to be tested.''
Bryan had leaned back against the wall, blocking out the doctor from his head. He groaned, a hand resting upon his stomach that was beginning to get sore, like his insides being twisted and clamp down on.
''I will need to do blood tests. Those are the final proofs for pregnancy which isn't even supposed to be plausible.'' The doctor was becoming high strung, pacing slightly as he read over the documents in his hands. ''You're hormones levels must be abnormally high but I can't think of a cause.''
''I don't really care. I just want to know why I'm sore.'' The Russian gritted through his teeth, glaring at the medical know it all who looked just as confused as a beginner apprentice in front of a dissection table for the final exam.
''The tests will only take a minute. We need to find the cause of this mistake and treat it immediately.''
The couple was left alone in the room as the practitioner exited to gather the needles needed for the next stage of testing.
''Fucking quack.''
Tala couldn't help but smirk from his seat as he got up to his feet, wandering over to the mess of papers left behind. The loose-leaf sheets were merely from the past, nothing worth glancing over at now.
''If I see a syringe, I'm stabbing him and we run.''
''Bry....you have to be nice. He's just as lost and confused as we are. He looks even worst then you do....He's studied his whole life about medicine to know everything and now's he's in the dark.''
With a quick kiss to Bryan's forehead, he grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers as he leaned up against the bench, staying close for moral support which he knew would be needed.
''I'd rather you squeeze on my hand than shout obscenities.''
Bryan had done exactly that as the doctor returned with a nurse and she prepared the long needle and extraction vials. As they pierced his skin, deep into the vein he squeezed down on the hand, meshed with his own. The removal was fast and just as quickly as she came the nurse was gone.
''On the contrary to belief, the results will be back within twenty minutes and not a few weeks. So for now, you are both to remain here till we can sort this out.''
''Sir.'' Tala spoke up, as he gently rubbed the red marking on Bryan's arm, soothing the stinging annoying throb. ''If he is in fact positive....wouldn't it be best not to have anyone else know?''
''I am the one going to perform the testing so as not to raise any questions from the staff. My lips are sealed boys till we find out what's wrong with you Bryan.''
The time seemed to pass so slowly, like an eternity was pushed into a mere third of an hour. Every single minute lasted longer then the next, every second was being dragged out for just as long. Comforting glances were exchanged as exasperating sighs drowned out the silence.
When the doctor returned he was still flipping through the documentation, held in his hands, reading every single detail with complete focus. He didn't notice the inquisitive looks he was receiving; he just sat down in his chair till he flipped past the last page.
''I knew you both looked familiar to me.'' He finally said, looking over them both in a matter of fact way. ''Some of the most renown and controversial Russians besides politics; the Demolition boys.''
The lovers exchanged a glance, haunting thoughts being suppressed that even dared to come to the surface of their minds.
''I went through your files. You were both thoroughly checked upon disbanding and they had found high amounts of steroids and any performance enhancing drugs.''
''We already know this.'' Bryan had interfered, earning him a poking where the blood had been removed, causing him to hiss.
''But those drugs were created with hormones, both male and female. Each kind was found in your systems. Obviously those scientists didn't care much for your welfare.''
''Does that mean it was just those causing the blue results?'' Again, he interrupted hastily.
''They're also enhancers for your bodily cells.'' The doctor had ignored him, much to his disliking and continued on with his theory. ''When you would be injured, these drugs sped up your recovery to keep your stamina levels very high. Though when there was nothing to repair they began to reproduce and maintain the hormones that were fading. Since large quantities were injected at a time, their all still currently active.''
The boys, not familiar in the least bit with anything of the subject merely nodded as in their own heads, they tried to make sense of the medical information being handed to them.
''That still isn't all of it though. The combination of so many chemicals started deteriorating some of the muscle tissue where the injections took place. According to the statistics, it was your lower spine and abdomen. The recovery cells made it possible for you not to feel any pain whatsoever therefore you had no reason for a check up.''
Bryan couldn't help but look down at his stomach. All the technical information was interesting and he couldn't believe that all that was happening underneath the layers of flesh and structure of bone. That couldn't even compare to what else he thought was going on the inside.
''The muscles hadn't been fully repaired since the recovery cells; diminishing at such a pace had also been keeping the hormones alive. Specifically, the female one's because the male sort had already existed within you. The mixture of semen and hormones only creates one thing....''
-=TBC=-
Holy shit...if that makes any sense I'm going to thank my Biology teacher. If it doesn't, just pretend it does for the sake of the Mpreg! Medical is done, here comes the emotional....oh of it!
Happy Birthday to Mel and 'Ultimate Kai Luva'....I'm only three weeks away!
laughs Uberkewlness....
Disclaimer: I ubberly own nothing....
-=Chapter 6, the verdict=-
''Oh my dear lord...it's blue.''
The doctor stared in fascination at the tester, still in disbelief. That blue that Bryan was beginning to really truly loathe, so faded and wet had in fact resurfaced, thus proving to the man their concern.
''This is impossible.''
''How do you think I feel?'' Bryan couldn't help but be moody and snap at the fact that had been troubling him for a long while.
''There must be something inside of you causing this.''
''A kid?'' The lavender-haired boy offered sarcastically to which the doctor stuck up his nose before scattering his files in search of papers upon the small desk.
''In those tests they measure the amount of hormones. Any drug or medication contains certain quantities of those but not the ones that are supposed to be tested.''
Bryan had leaned back against the wall, blocking out the doctor from his head. He groaned, a hand resting upon his stomach that was beginning to get sore, like his insides being twisted and clamp down on.
''I will need to do blood tests. Those are the final proofs for pregnancy which isn't even supposed to be plausible.'' The doctor was becoming high strung, pacing slightly as he read over the documents in his hands. ''You're hormones levels must be abnormally high but I can't think of a cause.''
''I don't really care. I just want to know why I'm sore.'' The Russian gritted through his teeth, glaring at the medical know it all who looked just as confused as a beginner apprentice in front of a dissection table for the final exam.
''The tests will only take a minute. We need to find the cause of this mistake and treat it immediately.''
The couple was left alone in the room as the practitioner exited to gather the needles needed for the next stage of testing.
''Fucking quack.''
Tala couldn't help but smirk from his seat as he got up to his feet, wandering over to the mess of papers left behind. The loose-leaf sheets were merely from the past, nothing worth glancing over at now.
''If I see a syringe, I'm stabbing him and we run.''
''Bry....you have to be nice. He's just as lost and confused as we are. He looks even worst then you do....He's studied his whole life about medicine to know everything and now's he's in the dark.''
With a quick kiss to Bryan's forehead, he grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers as he leaned up against the bench, staying close for moral support which he knew would be needed.
''I'd rather you squeeze on my hand than shout obscenities.''
Bryan had done exactly that as the doctor returned with a nurse and she prepared the long needle and extraction vials. As they pierced his skin, deep into the vein he squeezed down on the hand, meshed with his own. The removal was fast and just as quickly as she came the nurse was gone.
''On the contrary to belief, the results will be back within twenty minutes and not a few weeks. So for now, you are both to remain here till we can sort this out.''
''Sir.'' Tala spoke up, as he gently rubbed the red marking on Bryan's arm, soothing the stinging annoying throb. ''If he is in fact positive....wouldn't it be best not to have anyone else know?''
''I am the one going to perform the testing so as not to raise any questions from the staff. My lips are sealed boys till we find out what's wrong with you Bryan.''
The time seemed to pass so slowly, like an eternity was pushed into a mere third of an hour. Every single minute lasted longer then the next, every second was being dragged out for just as long. Comforting glances were exchanged as exasperating sighs drowned out the silence.
When the doctor returned he was still flipping through the documentation, held in his hands, reading every single detail with complete focus. He didn't notice the inquisitive looks he was receiving; he just sat down in his chair till he flipped past the last page.
''I knew you both looked familiar to me.'' He finally said, looking over them both in a matter of fact way. ''Some of the most renown and controversial Russians besides politics; the Demolition boys.''
The lovers exchanged a glance, haunting thoughts being suppressed that even dared to come to the surface of their minds.
''I went through your files. You were both thoroughly checked upon disbanding and they had found high amounts of steroids and any performance enhancing drugs.''
''We already know this.'' Bryan had interfered, earning him a poking where the blood had been removed, causing him to hiss.
''But those drugs were created with hormones, both male and female. Each kind was found in your systems. Obviously those scientists didn't care much for your welfare.''
''Does that mean it was just those causing the blue results?'' Again, he interrupted hastily.
''They're also enhancers for your bodily cells.'' The doctor had ignored him, much to his disliking and continued on with his theory. ''When you would be injured, these drugs sped up your recovery to keep your stamina levels very high. Though when there was nothing to repair they began to reproduce and maintain the hormones that were fading. Since large quantities were injected at a time, their all still currently active.''
The boys, not familiar in the least bit with anything of the subject merely nodded as in their own heads, they tried to make sense of the medical information being handed to them.
''That still isn't all of it though. The combination of so many chemicals started deteriorating some of the muscle tissue where the injections took place. According to the statistics, it was your lower spine and abdomen. The recovery cells made it possible for you not to feel any pain whatsoever therefore you had no reason for a check up.''
Bryan couldn't help but look down at his stomach. All the technical information was interesting and he couldn't believe that all that was happening underneath the layers of flesh and structure of bone. That couldn't even compare to what else he thought was going on the inside.
''The muscles hadn't been fully repaired since the recovery cells; diminishing at such a pace had also been keeping the hormones alive. Specifically, the female one's because the male sort had already existed within you. The mixture of semen and hormones only creates one thing....''
-=TBC=-
Holy shit...if that makes any sense I'm going to thank my Biology teacher. If it doesn't, just pretend it does for the sake of the Mpreg! Medical is done, here comes the emotional....oh of it!
Happy Birthday to Mel and 'Ultimate Kai Luva'....I'm only three weeks away!