Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Consequences

Written By: Teno Hikari (tenohikari@cs.com) &
Lady Douji (ladydouji@pdq.net)
Beta Read by: Sarryn

Disclaimer: I swear I'll give Carrot back once I'm done with him ^_^

Summary: AU - In order to save the souls of his friends, Carrot agrees to Zaha's demands and destroys the world. A new world is created where magic does not exist. Now that Spooner is gone and his loved ones reborn; can Carrot deal with the consequences of his choice?

Warning: adult situations, yaoi (m/m pairings), (sex (some s/m), and lots of Caraha yaoi.



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"You are here, no escape
From my visions of the world
You will cry, all alone
But it does not mean a thing to me."
- Aura performed by Emily Bindiger


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Pr ologue



From the fifty-foot skyscraper, the young man stood at the edge and looked down. It was five in the morning and the dawn was slowly approaching. Soon the streets would be both busy and noisy with their usual daily traffic. People would crowd the sidewalks on their way to work. After a long day, they would return home and start all over again tomorrow. The observer found this 'daily life' to be dull and boring. Luckily (and sometimes regrettably), he didn't live the same routine or have a short life span. He was ageless ... immortal, just like the other one...

"Are you going to jump?" asked a low voice from behind him.

Lifting his head, the boy turned to face the speaker: a tall man dressed in an expensive black Armani business suit. This man was the owner of this very building, as well as the six other buildings like it in the city. A wealthy businessman who held power and respect within the corporate world.

"I fell a long time ago," the youth answered and stepped back from the ledge.

The older man said nothing as he wrapped his arms around the boy in a very possessive and intimate manner. It wasn't like there was anyone around to see, but still the boy found his heart racing. A hand roamed down the front of his body, just a few inches shy away from his crotch, making him stutter.

"H-Here?"

"Of course not," he retorted, releasing the teen and gave him a threatening look. "Tonight, I believe you know the time. If you are even a minute late, you shall be punished."

"I already know the rules," snapped the young man as he watched the other turn away. "Why must you always remind me?"

The businessman turned his head to face him. His piercing violet gaze held a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "After all this time, you still don't understand?

"I say it to remind you," he continued. "That you belong to me."

The door back inside the building slowly creaked open as the sun began to rise. A chilly autumn breeze whipped through the youth's short black hair and howled in his ears. Morning light breached the darkness and the he found himself looking down at his shadow that lay on the ground. Looking up once more, the boy realized that the man had gone back inside the building. Back to the reality he had so desired. His name was Zaha Torte, the one closest to God and the creator of this real world. The new world.

Reaching underneath his shirt, fingers brushed against a small pendant. A black cord around his neck securely held a small aqua tear-shaped stone. Staring at the stone as he held it in his palm, the image of four people floated in his mind.

"You told me to live. I did," he whispered to himself. "The world was saved, you were all saved. I did the right thing ..."

Carrot sighed as he turned to face the dawn.

"...Didn't I?"




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Chapter One


Marron Glace absently brushed a long lock of black hair from his face and pretended not to look bored. He liked to keep his raven hair long although it was against school policy. Luckily, since he was such a model student and Student Council Vice-President, his hairstyle was accepted. Lately however, his hair had been bothering him throughout the whole day by swinging into his face. Later, in his creative writing class while they were in groups, his hair decided to act as blindfold once more. Now Marron was visibly annoyed. He was actually considering on cutting his hair short until hands tied the unruly locks in a ponytail. Surprised, he turned his head and stared at his boyfriend, Gateau Mocha.

Star athlete of the school, the older boy gave him a sheepish grin before stealing a kiss from him. The Misu sisters, both their childhood friends, watched this display of affection with amusement. Marron flushed a little as he returned his attention back to Tira's rough draft. Except now he had lost his place.

"So, we're still on for this weekend, right?" asked Chocolate. The redhead was the eldest of the two sisters, at least by a year. Head cheerleader, Chocolate was outgoing and a romantic at heart. Bold and beautiful, it was odd how she remained single all this time. Despite the fact the whole basketball team (minus Gateau) practically worshipped the ground she walked on.

Tira, was Chocolate's little sister, very shy and very pretty with her ruby colored-eyes and long pink hair. Although she always wore large round glasses that covered most of her face, she was still had her share of admirers. But like her sister, she was single, waiting for the right guy to come along.

"Yeah," Gateau answered, stifling a yawn. "Thank God it's Friday..."

Marron nodded in agreement as he felt sympathy for him. Gateau had to get to practice early in the morning even after studying late the other night. But the blonde made no complaints since his beautiful boyfriend got to tutor him.

Suddenly, all five heads turned as the classroom door slid open. Amber eyes widened slightly as Marron, and his friends, looked at the new student. He was a boy around average height with messy black hair. He looked young, probably around Tira's age, and handsome. Already, the new student had Chocolate's attention ... Tira's as well. He stepped inside the classroom as the teacher turned to face him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Carrot Torte?"

"Yes."

"You're twenty-minutes late, Mr.Torte."

The new student didn't apologize. Instead, he simply reached into the breast pocket of his school uniform, and handed the teacher a folded note. A little annoyed, the teacher took it and began to read. The older man's eyebrows raised in surprise when he finished and he looked at the boy again.

"I see. Well, then ... why don't you have a seat at one of the group tables..."

"Over here!"

Everyone stared at Chocolate who just beamed at the new guy. She gestured to the empty seat between her and Marron at the table. "We have an extra seat over here."

"Thank you, Miss Chocolate," said the teacher, nodding to Carrot and handing him a syllabus. Carrot, however, seemed rooted to the spot. He stared at the group of people sitting together, and looked vaguely uncomfortable. Marron assumed it was just nervousness, after all he was a new student.

Slowly, the young man headed over to the table and sat down, averting his gaze. Class had returned to normal and Carrot found himself shifting in his seat as his new group members stared at him. Clearing his throat seemed to awaken them from their daze.

"I must apologize for all of us," said Marron, still unable to stop staring. Carrot was like a magnet for his eyes... there was something about this young man. Had they met? Maybe passed each other by somewhere?

"It's not often we get a new student a quarter into the semester. Are you also a senior?"

Carrot nodded but still refused to look Marron in the eye, or anyone else's at that table. "I was on home studies a lot, recovering from an accident."

"Oh, my." Tira was shocked to find herself scooting a little closer to the new student. "Was it bad?"

He opened his mouth to respond, but instead, looked at his hands. Marron tilted his head, expecting to see whatever injury the other boy was looking at. There was nothing. No scars, no burns, not a scratch on those hands. But from the way Carrot was looking at them, it was as if they were tarnished and deformed.

"My name is Marron Glace," said Marron, breaking the tension with a small friendly smile. "Please to meet you."

Carrot flinched inwardly and returned the smile. The others followed Marron's example and they introduced themselves as well. As Carrot continued to smile, no one saw the somber look reflected in those umber eyes.

'Please to meet you ... again.'




"Thanks for helping me with the writing template."

Tira blushed a little and smiled. "No problem, you probably have a lot of work to catch up on for this class. So ... if you... if you need any help at all ... just let me know."

"Thanks, Tira."

Tira blushed even redder, but luckily Carrot wasn't looking at her. It was the first time he had said her name. But it felt like ... it wasn't the first time. Did she know him? Maybe he was just one of those random faces in the crowds... then maybe not.

"So, do you like writing?" she asked, getting the conversation back up again.

"Me?" Carrot shook his head. "No, it was just an elective picked out for me. It was either that or Home Economics... so I decided I'd rather take creative writing than burn the school down."

"Good choice," Tira laughed. "So um... do you live close by?"

Before Carrot could answer a sleek and expensive-looking black car pulled up beside the two teenagers. Carrot sighed and stepped over to the back passenger door. Turning to Tira, he gave the girl a small smile as the driver's door opened and out stepped a giant. Tira gaped as the eight-foot tall man reached over and opened the rear door for Carrot then stepped back inside the car.

"Here's my ride," Carrot said with a shrug. "I guess I'll see you on Monday."

"Y-Yeah," the girl stammered as she watched the new student step inside the car before it drove off.




From inside the car, the teenager watched Tira from behind dark tinted glass. Absently he brushed the pendant inside his shirt. The girl faded from view as the car moved down the road. Carrot's expression hardened as she vanished. His smile disappeared as soon as fastened his seat-belt. He turned to glare at the back of the driver's head.

"Gia, I thought I told you not to pick me up after school."

The driver did not answer and Carrot just slumped in his seat. There was no point arguing with a puppet. So he just turned on the stereo while looking out the car window. Gia obviously had no destination to drive to as they circled around the city and some places Carrot had taken an interest in. Looking at his wrist watch, he still had a couple of hours before returning home. Carrot decided he wouldn't spend them inside the car. After making his order, Gia dropped him off at the downtown mall and he told the giant he would take the train back home.

A mass of people crowded the mall, a majority of which were young adults simply hanging out after school. The delicious smell of fast food practically made his mouth water as his feet took him to the food court. While standing patiently in a long line of starving teenagers, a certain memory came to mind. Carrot's lips twitched into a full smile.




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"What is this?"

"'This' is called a 'hamburger'," answered Carrot as he pushed the plate of fast food in front of Zaha. The older man stared at it, then at Carrot, and finally back to his plate. "It's food. You eat it."

"I assumed that much," Zaha retorted dryly, picking up the hamburger with one hand. "Why?"

"Because you said we should try new things. Come on, it's not bad. I like it."

"You also liked wine, and we both regret what happened when you drank too much of it that time in Paris."

"So I got a little drunk..."

"You stole a carriage and rode around like a maniac across the city."

Carrot rolled his eyes. "Like that was rare back then..."

"You were also nude," Zaha added.

"Yeah, well," the young looking man stuttered. "Other than you, it's not like anyone else is around to talk about it now."

"I'm sure there's a documentary somewhere."

"Whatever."

Zaha took a bite out of the hamburger and chewed, letting his taste buds adjust to the flavor. Swallowing, he considered the piece of food after taking another bite. Carrot smiled and sat down at the table, helping himself to a burger too.

"Like it?"

"It's ... interesting," answered the older man. "You said this is called a 'hamburger'?"

"Yeah."

"You do realize that the meat is beef, not ham."

"Yeah." Carrot took another bite.

"Are you the genius who thought up such a name?"

"Just shut up and eat your damn beefburger."




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"Hey, Carrot."

Snapped out of his reverie, the boy looked up from his table to see Gateau and Marron looking at him quizzically. Sitting up, he gave the two boys a smile. "Hi. Sorry about that... had something on my mind."

"We could see that," said Marron.

"Marron and I were eating across from you." Gateau hooked his thumb over his shoulder to point out their table. "We noticed that you were staring at your hamburger for five minutes."

A hint of worry crossed Marron's features. "Are you feeling all right, Carrot?"

"Yeah I ..."

"Hey guys!"

He caught himself sighing in relief at the new distraction. An energetic, young blonde girl bounced up to the table. Although she was short and a little paler, the girl looked like a female version of Gateau. She smiled at the tall blonde and his boyfriend and immediately attached herself to Gateau's back.

"Hey, Eclair." Gateau smiled and ruffled her short blonde hair. "Just finish you karate class?"

"Yup! I learned a new move today. Wanna see?!"

"Er... not here in public." Gateau sweatdropped. "Oh, Carrot ... this is my little sister."

Eclair blinked and noticed Carrot and smiled at him. "Hi, I'm Eclair Mocha!"

He smiled at her nervously. "Carrot Torte."

The girl jumped down from Gateau's back and studied the young man a little more closely. "Torte? Are you related to...?"

Carrot, visibly uncomfortable, swallowed hard and made a grab for his soda. Gateau put a hand on his sister's shoulder and turned her to face him. "Hey, why don't you show me your new move outside."

His little sister's face brightened. "Okay!"

The older boy chuckled as he watched Eclair rush outside then turned to face Carrot. "Sorry about that, my sis is a handful sometimes. I guess you're really shy around girls."

Carrot choked on his soda and Gateau just grinned.

"Gateau!"

"I'm coming!"

"See ya later, Carrot."

Marron sighed as he watched them leave. "I guess I should follow ... just in case I need to take either of them to a doctor. I'm sorry if we bothered you."

"It's all right," the young man answered with a shrug. "It's been a long time since I talked to people like me." His umber gaze found Eclair and Gateau outside in the parking lot. "Is she trying to wrap his neck around her arm?"

Marron just sighed once more, heading outside. "Goodbye, Carrot. If Gateau isn't in the hospital, we'll see you at school next week."

"Yeah, later," Carrot trailed off as he watched Marron leave. Again, his smile vanished along with his appetite. Looking at his uneaten hamburger, he set it on the tray and picked up his bag. Seeing Marron and the others for the second time that day made him feel ...weird. What he needed was to take a long walk ... but he had to keep in mind that there was a certain person waiting for him at home.

Home. Zaha.

The long walk gave Carrot time to sort out his thoughts. The others were happy living in a world where they weren't killers. So what if they didn't remember him? They had each other. It wasn't as if he were so miserable. He had one person who stood by him throughout the ages. One person who remembered.




It was hours after sunset, and according to his watch, he was thirty minutes late. Carrot was dreading what he would see as soon as he opened the door. The mansion was quiet as usual, without him being around it was always quiet. It also seemed a little deserted, normally Gia would be around somewhere just standing like a coat rack. However, the giant was nowhere to be seen.

'Maybe he's not home yet,' Carrot hoped to himself. There were times when the older man came home late at night. Business meetings, charity banquets, etc. But that was rare and most of the time he had to drag Carrot along.

After removing his shoes, he wandered around downstairs and checked the study. Still, no one. No servants. No Zaha. His heart stopped racing as he approached the main bedroom. Now he could relax. Get out of this stiff school uniform, shower, and go to bed. The room was dark when he entered, and Carrot slipped inside quietly, his eyes scanning the area for any sign of movement. No Zaha. He cursed himself for switching the lights on too quick and blindly staggered around. After regaining his sight, he let out the breath he had been holding. The large bedroom was empty, and everything remained the way it had been left that morning.

Shrugging out of the shirt and black jacket of his uniform, in his haste to undress, a few brass buttons broke free from his jacket. He'd have to ask one of the house servants to sew them back on. However, all Carrot wanted to do now was shower and get some sleep. He tossed the rest of his clothes carelessly on the floor and headed towards the bathroom. A cool chill ran down his bare back as soon as he opened. There, standing right in front of him, was Zaha Torte ... holding a pair of handcuffs. Carrot swallowed hard, backing away from the door away.

"I-I didn't know you were home yet..."

Zaha only smiled as he advanced, cornering the naked young man against the wall. Carrot shivered again when he hit the solid barrier and found himself pinned up against it. A single hand captured both his wrists and drew them up above his head. The violet-eyed man continued to smile pleasantly despite the boy's obvious fear. Carrot felt the cool metal of those handcuffs close around his wrists, restraining them. The chains looped around the middle of cuffs and were attached to hooks in the wall. The boy found his body held a few inches off the floor but not out of Zaha's access. The older man stepped back to admire the sight in front of him before speaking.

"You're late."




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Author's Notes:

This was going to make this an AU (alternate universe) for the TV series. Then the manga characters got mixed in ... so now it's just an AU for Bakuretsu Hunters in general. I can't remember anymore. Anyway, we kept the names the same because it's a lot easier to keep track of who they are/were. Okay be warned - the next chapter is a lemon!