Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction ❯ Starting Over ❯ Chapter 11
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By: Lemony Chocolate 
Anime/Manga: Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological / Romance / Sci-fi | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.03.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 448 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological / Romance / Sci-fi | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.03.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 448 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 11
As usual, Gateau went to Marron's room to wake him for their early morning jog. Not seeing Marron and Carrot in the room, he went to Carrot's room and almost busted a gut trying not to laugh at the sight of Marron sprawled over Carrot like a big cat. He met Carrot's wide amused eyes as he idly played with Marron's hair while waiting for him to wake.
Seeing Gateau there, he gently tried to shake Marron awake. Squirming in protest, Marron settled more firmly on Carrot muttering "It's too early, go back to sleep" at Carrot before sinking back to sleep. Feeling his bed shaking and quivering under him, he sleepily opened one eye, and was startled to find himself face to face with Carrot's laughing face. He quickly opened the other eye and was abruptly aware of his sleeping position.
Hearing noises he twisted and looked to see Gateau snickering at him. He sighed and dropped his head on his giggling niisan's shoulder. Silently he wondered what had happened to his well-ordered life. Ever since his niisan had come into his life, everything was topsy-turvy. It was getting harder and harder to tell up from down.
His smiled to himself. He couldn't imagine his life better than this. Sitting up, his smile widened looking down at his laughing niisan, wondering what he had did to deserve such a beautiful person in his life. He made him smile and laugh more than he had ever done so in the past. He made him care about others, letting them into his close knit circle of people he would die to protect, like the Misu family.
Carrot looked up at Marron and saw the smile and asked, "What are you smiling about, mister?"
"About how blessed I am to have you back in my life," was the soft response and Carrot felt tears prickle at his eyes and he muttered, "Me too." Swiftly he pulled Marron down into a hug, kissing his cheek. Each of them held on to the other for the warmth and comfort that they found with each other. Gently, Marron pulled away to dress and go on his early morning jog with Gateau.
Carrot sighed wearily before throwing the covers back and getting out of the bed. He remembered his promise to Marron to see the Mille and Syrus. As he dressed he muttered to himself, "A promise is a promise."
The days bled into weeks, then into months as Marron and his team of Hunters (Gateau, Eclair, and now Tira and Chocolate) pried into Onion's finances. Carrot continued his hour-long sessions with the good Dr. Syrus, deftly dodging his questions. He snickered in amusement at the oh-so casual questions about if he had ever had blacked out and lost time; the good doctor Mille was waiting for his third set of test results to come back on Carrot (the first two having been lost somehow in the computer system).
Carrot became more trusting and less wary of them. Gateau's happiest day was the day that he told a silly joke that had everyone laughing. Carrot punched him in the arm and leaned against him, shaking with laughter. Marron and Gateau exchanged looks before looking away smiling, their eyes wet.
Stella's happiest day came when Carrot came running into her office shouting, "Mama, tell Marron to stop picking on me, he's being mean." Pouting, he sank into a chair. Marron strolled into the room a few seconds later and she had her mouth open to say something teasingly when his words registered. He had called her Mama. She looked at Carrot and saw the tentative wary look in his eyes and held out her arms to him. Joy bloomed in her heart as he buried his head against her chest. Looking at Marron, she saw the pleased look in his eyes. My sons, my boys, she thought. And from that day on, she was referred to as Mama by the children and Big Mama by the others.
Keeping his promise to Marron, Carrot enrolled at the University. He enjoyed his first day at the university hanging out with Tira and Chocolate between classes while Marron, Eclair and Gateau went to Church Corp. to begin the audit of the company records.
During the second day of school, Carrot came face to face with a smirking Zaha. Fortunately, he had Chocolate and Tira backing him up and holding him steady as they walked past. After that, he made sure that if he was alone and saw Zaha in the hall or anywhere else; he would quickly turn around and get the hell away.
A week into their audit (Eclair and Gateau terrified half the employee with their silent intimidation and Marron the other half with his icy demeanor) Marron started feeling uneasy, as if something was wrong. He jumped up and started pacing back and forth while trying to figure out where the wrong feeling was coming from. Gateau and Eclair had stopped looking through reports, motioning the others to keep going, as they watched Marron pace.
Abruptly he stopped and, racing out the door, shouted, "Come on we have to get to the school." They jumped up and, with fear clutching at their hearts, raced after him. They knew of only one thing that could have set him off: Carrot.
They jumped into the car and raced to the university at breakneck speed. Fortunately, they got all the green and yellow lights and weren't stopped by a policeman. They came to a screeching halt outside the building. Marron jumped out and raced to one of the buildings with Gateau and Eclair right behind him.
Twist, turn, left, straight, now right and right again, Marron followed the silent instructions his instincts were screaming at him, Hurry, Hurry, Hurry, STOP. He threw open the door to see Carrot struggling desperately between two large men, crying and shouting 'NO! NO! NO!' His pants were unzipped and his cock hung out. A dark-haired youth toyed cruelly with it while smirking.
With a roar of fury, Marron flung himself at the dark-haired youth, backhanding him viciously to the wall. Gateau and Eclair, with twin roars of rage, threw themselves at the men holding Carrot. With one heavy blow, Gateau knocked his man to the ground while Eclair disabled hers with vicious kicks to the head and ribs.
Carrot sank to the ground and quickly scooted away to a corner where he tried to fasten his pants with numb fingers. Taking no notice of the war going on outside, he huddled in his head surrounded by the others as they tried to bolster his shaking spirit.
Outside, Marron and Zaha continued fighting, or rather, to be more accurate, Marron continued to play with him. He wanted to hurt him, to make him terrified with the knowledge that he couldn't defend himself, and Zaha was terrified. Every blow that he threw, the boy blocked easily, contemptuously and delivered two of his own. He felt his ribs crack and gasped at the sharp pain. He tried to throw a desperate blow, which the boy caught with one hand. Slowly he began to squeeze. Zaha saw the insane rage in the boy's eyes, the same boy he saw Carrot hugging that day at the mall. He knew that the boy intended to crush his hand, possibly kill him, when a voice interrupted him.
"Marron, see to Carrot," Gateau said urgently from his position as close to Carrot as he dared for he saw how the boy flinched and growled each time he or Eclair ventured too close.
"What's going on here?" demanded the school administrator as he pushed past all the curious students gawking into the room. He gasped when he saw the overturned chairs and desks; the two students lying on the floor out cold; and Zaha on his knees with an arm wrapped around his waist, the other arm held stiffly, and his face white with pain.
Chocolate and Tira, on their way to their next class, saw the commotion and elbowed their way to the front, causing everyone else to glare menacingly at them. They quickly entered the room when they saw Marron, Gateau and Eclair crouching down in front of a corner.
Marron ignored everything else but the shivering, shaking figure of his niisan crouched in a corner. "Carrot," he whispered reaching out a hand to him, "It's me, your little otooto. I'm here, Gateau and Eclair are with me. Nothing is going to hurt you; no one's going to hurt you. We're here, okay? Come on now, let's get you home and cleaned up, okay?" Receiving a tiny nod, he quickly scooped his shaking niisan up. Gateau stepped forward, blocking everyone's view, while quickly Marron tucked Carrot back into his pants. Shrugging off his jacket, he covered the shaking form up, feeling his heart lighten with the shaky smile of thanks he received from Carrot.
As Marron turned with Carrot, he caught sight of Zaha being helped to his feet by the school administrator who was muttering about the police and pressing charges. Zaha, being in considerable pain and humiliated, blurted out, "I don't get it! He's"-a slight gesture to Carrot-"Been his daddy's little fuck-toy for years, yet he's always rejecting me. At least I'm not his fa-" He stopped abruptly upon seeing the cold, deadly light burning in Marron's eyes again as Carrot whimpered in his arms and hid his face. The students in front stood aghast at what they had heard and then quickly began whispering it back to the others who hadn't.
Tira and Chocolate stepped up to Carrot and stroked his head to calm him. Quietly they whispered soothing words to comfort him.
The school administrator dropped Zaha's arm as if he had touched something foul and slowly stepped back. "What did you just say?" he whispered in revulsion. Zaha shut his mouth with a defiant look on his face and averted his gaze.
Marron looked down at the shaking bundle in his arms and quickly made a decision. "I want those three immediately expelled from this school," he said quietly, menace evident in each word.
With a quick look of disgust at the slowly stirring boys and Zaha, the administrator said, "Done, and if I had my way this will follow them where ever they try to go." His face was cold. He had just realized with they, Zaha and his henchmen, had been trying to do to the shaking young man.
Turning to Zaha, Marron said coldly, "If you want the truth be at the Church residence at seven p.m. tonight," before striding through the silent crowd, the rest of them following behind him.
As usual, Gateau went to Marron's room to wake him for their early morning jog. Not seeing Marron and Carrot in the room, he went to Carrot's room and almost busted a gut trying not to laugh at the sight of Marron sprawled over Carrot like a big cat. He met Carrot's wide amused eyes as he idly played with Marron's hair while waiting for him to wake.
Seeing Gateau there, he gently tried to shake Marron awake. Squirming in protest, Marron settled more firmly on Carrot muttering "It's too early, go back to sleep" at Carrot before sinking back to sleep. Feeling his bed shaking and quivering under him, he sleepily opened one eye, and was startled to find himself face to face with Carrot's laughing face. He quickly opened the other eye and was abruptly aware of his sleeping position.
Hearing noises he twisted and looked to see Gateau snickering at him. He sighed and dropped his head on his giggling niisan's shoulder. Silently he wondered what had happened to his well-ordered life. Ever since his niisan had come into his life, everything was topsy-turvy. It was getting harder and harder to tell up from down.
His smiled to himself. He couldn't imagine his life better than this. Sitting up, his smile widened looking down at his laughing niisan, wondering what he had did to deserve such a beautiful person in his life. He made him smile and laugh more than he had ever done so in the past. He made him care about others, letting them into his close knit circle of people he would die to protect, like the Misu family.
Carrot looked up at Marron and saw the smile and asked, "What are you smiling about, mister?"
"About how blessed I am to have you back in my life," was the soft response and Carrot felt tears prickle at his eyes and he muttered, "Me too." Swiftly he pulled Marron down into a hug, kissing his cheek. Each of them held on to the other for the warmth and comfort that they found with each other. Gently, Marron pulled away to dress and go on his early morning jog with Gateau.
Carrot sighed wearily before throwing the covers back and getting out of the bed. He remembered his promise to Marron to see the Mille and Syrus. As he dressed he muttered to himself, "A promise is a promise."
The days bled into weeks, then into months as Marron and his team of Hunters (Gateau, Eclair, and now Tira and Chocolate) pried into Onion's finances. Carrot continued his hour-long sessions with the good Dr. Syrus, deftly dodging his questions. He snickered in amusement at the oh-so casual questions about if he had ever had blacked out and lost time; the good doctor Mille was waiting for his third set of test results to come back on Carrot (the first two having been lost somehow in the computer system).
Carrot became more trusting and less wary of them. Gateau's happiest day was the day that he told a silly joke that had everyone laughing. Carrot punched him in the arm and leaned against him, shaking with laughter. Marron and Gateau exchanged looks before looking away smiling, their eyes wet.
Stella's happiest day came when Carrot came running into her office shouting, "Mama, tell Marron to stop picking on me, he's being mean." Pouting, he sank into a chair. Marron strolled into the room a few seconds later and she had her mouth open to say something teasingly when his words registered. He had called her Mama. She looked at Carrot and saw the tentative wary look in his eyes and held out her arms to him. Joy bloomed in her heart as he buried his head against her chest. Looking at Marron, she saw the pleased look in his eyes. My sons, my boys, she thought. And from that day on, she was referred to as Mama by the children and Big Mama by the others.
Keeping his promise to Marron, Carrot enrolled at the University. He enjoyed his first day at the university hanging out with Tira and Chocolate between classes while Marron, Eclair and Gateau went to Church Corp. to begin the audit of the company records.
During the second day of school, Carrot came face to face with a smirking Zaha. Fortunately, he had Chocolate and Tira backing him up and holding him steady as they walked past. After that, he made sure that if he was alone and saw Zaha in the hall or anywhere else; he would quickly turn around and get the hell away.
A week into their audit (Eclair and Gateau terrified half the employee with their silent intimidation and Marron the other half with his icy demeanor) Marron started feeling uneasy, as if something was wrong. He jumped up and started pacing back and forth while trying to figure out where the wrong feeling was coming from. Gateau and Eclair had stopped looking through reports, motioning the others to keep going, as they watched Marron pace.
Abruptly he stopped and, racing out the door, shouted, "Come on we have to get to the school." They jumped up and, with fear clutching at their hearts, raced after him. They knew of only one thing that could have set him off: Carrot.
They jumped into the car and raced to the university at breakneck speed. Fortunately, they got all the green and yellow lights and weren't stopped by a policeman. They came to a screeching halt outside the building. Marron jumped out and raced to one of the buildings with Gateau and Eclair right behind him.
Twist, turn, left, straight, now right and right again, Marron followed the silent instructions his instincts were screaming at him, Hurry, Hurry, Hurry, STOP. He threw open the door to see Carrot struggling desperately between two large men, crying and shouting 'NO! NO! NO!' His pants were unzipped and his cock hung out. A dark-haired youth toyed cruelly with it while smirking.
With a roar of fury, Marron flung himself at the dark-haired youth, backhanding him viciously to the wall. Gateau and Eclair, with twin roars of rage, threw themselves at the men holding Carrot. With one heavy blow, Gateau knocked his man to the ground while Eclair disabled hers with vicious kicks to the head and ribs.
Carrot sank to the ground and quickly scooted away to a corner where he tried to fasten his pants with numb fingers. Taking no notice of the war going on outside, he huddled in his head surrounded by the others as they tried to bolster his shaking spirit.
Outside, Marron and Zaha continued fighting, or rather, to be more accurate, Marron continued to play with him. He wanted to hurt him, to make him terrified with the knowledge that he couldn't defend himself, and Zaha was terrified. Every blow that he threw, the boy blocked easily, contemptuously and delivered two of his own. He felt his ribs crack and gasped at the sharp pain. He tried to throw a desperate blow, which the boy caught with one hand. Slowly he began to squeeze. Zaha saw the insane rage in the boy's eyes, the same boy he saw Carrot hugging that day at the mall. He knew that the boy intended to crush his hand, possibly kill him, when a voice interrupted him.
"Marron, see to Carrot," Gateau said urgently from his position as close to Carrot as he dared for he saw how the boy flinched and growled each time he or Eclair ventured too close.
"What's going on here?" demanded the school administrator as he pushed past all the curious students gawking into the room. He gasped when he saw the overturned chairs and desks; the two students lying on the floor out cold; and Zaha on his knees with an arm wrapped around his waist, the other arm held stiffly, and his face white with pain.
Chocolate and Tira, on their way to their next class, saw the commotion and elbowed their way to the front, causing everyone else to glare menacingly at them. They quickly entered the room when they saw Marron, Gateau and Eclair crouching down in front of a corner.
Marron ignored everything else but the shivering, shaking figure of his niisan crouched in a corner. "Carrot," he whispered reaching out a hand to him, "It's me, your little otooto. I'm here, Gateau and Eclair are with me. Nothing is going to hurt you; no one's going to hurt you. We're here, okay? Come on now, let's get you home and cleaned up, okay?" Receiving a tiny nod, he quickly scooped his shaking niisan up. Gateau stepped forward, blocking everyone's view, while quickly Marron tucked Carrot back into his pants. Shrugging off his jacket, he covered the shaking form up, feeling his heart lighten with the shaky smile of thanks he received from Carrot.
As Marron turned with Carrot, he caught sight of Zaha being helped to his feet by the school administrator who was muttering about the police and pressing charges. Zaha, being in considerable pain and humiliated, blurted out, "I don't get it! He's"-a slight gesture to Carrot-"Been his daddy's little fuck-toy for years, yet he's always rejecting me. At least I'm not his fa-" He stopped abruptly upon seeing the cold, deadly light burning in Marron's eyes again as Carrot whimpered in his arms and hid his face. The students in front stood aghast at what they had heard and then quickly began whispering it back to the others who hadn't.
Tira and Chocolate stepped up to Carrot and stroked his head to calm him. Quietly they whispered soothing words to comfort him.
The school administrator dropped Zaha's arm as if he had touched something foul and slowly stepped back. "What did you just say?" he whispered in revulsion. Zaha shut his mouth with a defiant look on his face and averted his gaze.
Marron looked down at the shaking bundle in his arms and quickly made a decision. "I want those three immediately expelled from this school," he said quietly, menace evident in each word.
With a quick look of disgust at the slowly stirring boys and Zaha, the administrator said, "Done, and if I had my way this will follow them where ever they try to go." His face was cold. He had just realized with they, Zaha and his henchmen, had been trying to do to the shaking young man.
Turning to Zaha, Marron said coldly, "If you want the truth be at the Church residence at seven p.m. tonight," before striding through the silent crowd, the rest of them following behind him.