Title: Dark Chocolate Is Bittersweet
Author: Mathew Lin
Updated: March/April
Disclaimer: I own no part of the Megaman series, anime or game. I'm only writing for the enjoyment of others and myself (hopefully).
Author's Note: This is my very, very first fic I have ever written and posted up on so I'm hoping that I will be able to make the time you read this painless and as enjoyable as possible. The details in this story may very well be far, far from correct from the actual storyline, but it was the only way for me to make the storyline work and after all, a fan fiction is what you imagine to be the storyline, isn't it? Anyways, it's more than likely that this will be a yaoi (SLASH) fiction. I just find it cute how so many people hate it, which gives me lots of incentive to write about it. I'm not right in the head...somewhere...
Before I begin, or let you read the story I should give you all the warnings and stuff ahead of time...
WARNING! (It is strongly recommended that you read this before proceeding to the story!)
I'm not very good with slang, so I'll just tell you the old fashion way.
This story is set in an alternate universe; basically it takes place in Tokyo, Japan somewhere in the future. The good thing about this story is that it still has Net Navis and NetOp, which may or may not come as a relief, although the Net Navis won't have much of a role in here, other than a few appearances here and there to help move the storyline along, so don't expect much from them. Aside from the alternate universe setting this story is Yaoi, or at least it is leaning towards that direction, perhaps it won't be and I'll just hint it? Hey, I'm writing the story as I go! The ending is a bit vague to me so for now, just to be safe, it does contain Yaoi.
Yeah, I know a good writer wouldn't have been so stupid to not have the storyline already done. Heh, guess I'm just not as experienced. But continuing forward, the story will, as it progresses, contain vulgar language and inappropriate reference to sexual innuendos. If you aren't comfortable with such settings, my best advice for you is to not continue reading, and flames about this is not appreciated because I already gave you a heads up.
With that out of the way, my biggest thing is that there maybe, in future chapters, hints at racism towards our 'heroes.' So if you can't stand that kind of stuff (even if it is make believe) please do stop reading and turn back. But if you're okay with all those themes and such, then please read on and I hope that you have an enjoyable and you (the imaginary 'you') have a fairly easy time understand what I'm trying to convey to you. I'll be deeply honored (or just very grateful) if you gave me some sort of review or feedback. )
Mathew
Chapter One: Of Those Who Have It All Made
"This is coming to be a disappointment. Apparently Agent A1 isn't all the legends says he is, it's been nearly 2 years and we haven't gotten any new leads! They said you were supposed to be the best there was and here you are, always reporting in with empty hands! When will you put a stop to these failures and finally catch him?" The man shouted irately as he fell back into his black leather chair, his eyes glaring angrily at the younger man.
"I'm sorry, but it was the best I could do."
"'Sorry' doesn't help! And if that was your best, then I want more than your best! I don't spend millions and millions of dollars for nothing here! If you can't succeed in accomplishing your missions then I guess I'll just have to hire someone else!" The portly man took out a clean white handkerchief and wiped the sweat away from his forehead. His eyes never once leaving the apathetic agent.
Who does this punk think he is anyways? Staring back at me with those unmoving eyes!
"You shouldn't get so worked up, you have your blood pressure to worry about. If I remember correctly the doctor told you to not strain anything and from where I am sitting I can see multiple veins popping out of your neck. It wouldn't do if you were to suddenly fall under the spell of a heart attack," the agent responded coolly, as he took of his shades and wiped them clean.
The man's face was flushed red, as his eyes bulged out of their sockets. "Agent A1, let me remind you of your place in this work force! You've been coming back empty handed so many times that it must have permanently damaged your records! No one would want to hire you, your status is nothing now!" The man smiled smugly at his very 'clever' comment.
The agent raised a single eyebrow at this before coolly whispering, "Oh? But I can assure you that if you were given the chance to select any other agent to do this job you will still pick me because I am, despite what you might say, the best agent yet. I never failed a mission until now. You of all people should know that, Agent D54."
At this the man jumped out of his seat and slammed his pudgy hands down onto the oak table, his face dripping with sweat. "Chaud, you aren't that great yourself! True, when I was in the Academy I was an agent that could never best you, but now I am your boss! I pay for you, I provide you with a place to live! I am more powerful than you'll ever be, my friend! The past doesn't even matter anymore!" With this the man fell back down into his seat and began to wipe his sweat away once again. "I am more powerful than you'll ever be, Chaud. You can hide under the code A1, but I have built a life for myself! You don't eve have one!"
The agent gritted his teeth tightly, his deep aqua blue eyes dimming with bitter resentment. "The only reason you have a life Dex, is because the Academy took pity on you and knew you wouldn't last long in their grueling work, so they gave you the certificate to a corporate world, where only the dumb and the failures end up in! You were too pathetic for them to even consider putting into their ranks, you weren't worthy. Don't tell me that all this time you believed in their lie of 'gifted and intellectual types like yourself should be presented to the world' did you?" Chaud flashed a quick smirk in Dex direction before reverting his face to a complete blank stare.
"I don't know what you're trying to pull Chaud, but whatever it is, it isn't working!"
"Oh? Let me ask you a question. Sure I'm working for you, but why are you only a third rate officer at this building? If you were truly gifted shouldn't you have at least made it to the Elite group already? Third rate isn't bad, but it's nothing to be proud of either," Chaud informed his former comrade, a mocking smile stretched across his face.
Dex began to grind on his teeth as he glared at the agent. He's right, just like always. Why does he have to be in my department?
"I don't know what you want from me, but you're not getting it! Security, take this man to his room and make sure the doors and windows are locked from the outside so then this fool can't escape again! If he manages to leave again, all of you will be severely punished!" Dex commanded as he watched the guards slowly escort the Elite away, none of them dared to touch him.
Always strutting around like he owns the place, just because his father is the one who owns this company and runs it. If it weren't for his father he wouldn't be anything!
Before exiting the room Chaud turned around and stated calmly, "Only the weak wields their power unfairly and demands respect. The strong and the best don't need to."
Damn him, damn it. Wait just you wait, Chaud! I'll get you for this, just watch me!
In you go and you better stay in there this time or the next time you come back we'll break both your arms!" One of the bulkily and surly guards shouted as they shoved the agent inside.
Chaud had a look of disbelief crossing his face as he said, "Really? Break both my arms, but you won't even touch me. My guess is that the next time I do come back, if I escape you won't do much but scream empty threats at me. Go ahead, come at me. It's amazing how both the boss and their minions are so alike. Let me guess you're just one of the students from the Academy that only merited a 2, right?"
The guard cringed at the reminder of this information. "You, shut up! At least my family is still a family!" The guard cried out loudly, an evil grin marching across his face. "Now what rich boy? Still have something to say? After all I could care less about your status...heh." Chaud sat there on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the locked door, his ocean blue eyes glowing with an ever-burning hatred.
"You'll eat your words, you pathetic excuse for a man! I'll make sure that you don't ever disgrace this company again!" Chaud walked over to the window, gave it a small tap before backing up and sending a kick in its direction. "What! This glass...it didn't break!" Cautiously he placed the palm of his hand against the window.
The surface is cool like that of glass, but it feels so much sturdier than regular glass.
He narrowed his eyes as he pushed the glass again, it didn't budge.
This glass, it's so...different from normal glass I see everyday! Even bulletproof glass isn't like this! Something's not right...
Swiftly he walked away from the mirror, heading over to his bed. If it's not there than my theory is correct. Dex... Suddenly and without warning the agent used one kick and sent the mattress flying through the air. The frame that held the bed was a pale brown color, but on the floor there was nothing, nothing, but the cream colored carpet.
A smile crept onto his face as he plopped down onto the sofa and propped his leg up on the table. "Fascinating... It's all so very amusing...if it was child play! Dex, take off the dumb illusion, and the cameras you set up all over the room, I didn't know you like men porn..." Chaud gave a low whistle before staring straight at the flower vase, into the very eye of the camera. "So what do you say, game over? With that level, you just can't possibly compete with me at anything!"
"Humph, faster than I expected, but no worries, it makes no different whether or not you figure out the trick, because either way you're trapped her until my say so!"
Oh is that so? Chaud thought amusedly as he leaned back, waiting for the change to take place.
Immediately the illusion of his room faded, revealing a dingy little cell, with barely any furniture. The sofa that Chaud was sitting on was patched up all over and cuts criss-crossed all over the fabric. "Interesting little place you have here, Dex. Is this how you treat a friend?"
"Chaud, you'll be living here from now on! That fancy room of yours has been converted as a second living space for myself! Enjoy!" There was a maniacal laughter echoing through the room as Dex's scratchy voice blared through the speakers.
Whoo boy, this looks like fun. Dex, you're not getting away with this either...
Chaud glared evilly up at the speaker before turning his attention to the camera, which moved when he moved. Sighing he reached for his cell phone in his back pocket. As he began to dial the speaker crackled again.
"I'm sorry that won't work. I couldn't take the chance that you'd call your dad while you were here...heh, so I made sure I disabled all sort of communication that isn't directed to me. Sorry to burst you elite bubble, Chaud."
Chaud looked up and raised an eyebrow. "You know I've used that facial emotion more today than I have in the time of a year, you're really annoying you know? But unfortunately I wasn't going to call anyone, sorry to disappoint you Dex."
Shit, no outside contact...
Chaud scanned the room; its gray walls and broken floorboards were eyes sore. He sighed as he slumped down in the sofa in defeat, his eyes closed in a weary fashion.
When was the last time I got to sleep in a peace like this? I can't remember... That's a shame, I guess...
"Humph, Dex, if you're there just remember this: what goes around comes around."
"How dare he lecture me, that arrogant bastard! I am his superior now, he should be listening to my every order and doing it without back-talking!" Dex exclaimed angrily, slamming his fist down onto the table. "I have never, never, in my life met up with such a stuck up person! All that elitism got to his head when he was in the academy. I swear, if it weren't for his father he would never be where he is now! In fact he'd probably be in the same level as me, if not lower!"
The two security guards began to laugh, their harsh and scratchy voice echoed off the walls as they burst out laughing with the former Academy student. "Humph, and that Net Navi of his...what did he do with it?" Dex inquired thoughtfully as he recovered from the sudden outburst of laughter. "If I can find that stupid little electronic thing he has; everything will be the way it should be! But where did he put it?"
"Perhaps his dad has it? After all his dad would most certainly look after it if Chaud asked of it..."
"No, not possible at all, Chaud never trusted anyone in his entire life. Not then, not now. I'm pretty sure he has it, search his room! I need to make sure that he doesn't have it anymore! Now go!" Dex ordered as he leaned back in his chair, looking out the window into the beautiful horizon.
The 2 guards quickly left the room, hurrying themselves to Chaud's room, the two of them talking amongst themselves.
"You know that punk, I wonder what it would feel like to do him in, you know? Have him gone forever! I mean it isn't as if it's that much of a big deal, no one would miss him. No one in this entire corporation who knows who he is even likes him! And I heard that his father doesn't even like him!"
The other guard cautiously looked around them, checking to make sure that no one was listening in to their conversation. " I heard that too! One of the maid said that they overheard that cocky boy arguing with his father over something. Said that they constantly fight and that's why his mother left them. Or those are the rumors anyways!"
"A pity that boy came from such a tattered family. I'd take him under my wing if he were a little less whinny and a little more respectful! I might even give him a candy bar if he says, 'yes, sir!'" The two chuckled as they headed ever closer to the room.
"Anyways it would be much nicer with him gone! We'd have an easier life and probably get paid a little better, not that the pay is bad now, but a little better couldn't hurt, you know?" The younger of the two stated thoughtfully as he began to imagine the lifestyle he could lead with Chaud out of the picture. "Oh! You know that pretty blonde who sits in front of Dex's office...what's her name? The big-breasted one?"
"You mean Eliza right? I heard they took her out of a strip club and brought her in because Chaud's father was having an affair with her, but then his wife almost found him out so he had to cut off all ties with her and the only way to explain her presence on the company grounds was to give her job. Say it was for 'training.'" The guard took off his shades and placed him in his breast pocket. "Talk about messed up family..."
"Very messed up! His mother was also accused of having an affair with a younger man a few years before that. When Chaud's father was on an oversea business trip, said that when he returned he found her in the bed with that guy. Almost killed her on the spot, but then they managed to cover up the whole business, just to save face. Ever since then his family has been real shaky, no wonder he's so messed up, his luck I guess. You can't have everything, I suppose."
The two of them laughed together as they made their way to the agent's room, kicking down door.
"I always wanted to do that, after all that brat needs to learn a bit of manners. No wonder his mother gave up on them," the bulkier one of the two whispered quietly as they searched the room.
"Heard she was quite the looker too, which explains his exceptionally good lucks. Good genes from both parents. No wonder the new female workers here is always staring at him...if only they knew earlier..." They both let out low laughter, completely oblivious to the person standing in the doorway.
"Well thank you for the compliment on my mother, but I really do wish that you perverts will stop talking about her like that and then go around gossiping about my family affairs," a voice floated coldly into the room, stopping the two guards dead in their tracks. " I am very thankful for your concern about how my mother looks and what others think of me, but I'd much rather prefer that you tell them to me first hand!" Without warning Chaud leapt into the room and pulled out a taser, stunning both the guards senseless.
"Humph, now tell me again that you have it better than me. Who needs a family anyways? I'm perfectly happy on my own! I don't need to be dependent on some tyrants under the pretense of 'parents!'" Chaud stared coolly at the two fallen guards before making his way up to Dex's office, tasser gripped tightly in his left hand. "Dex, are you ready for what's coming your way?"
The secretary sat at her station with a look of boredom, preparing to stop any unauthorized guest. The blonde looked around tiredly, her brilliant blue eyes staring wearily at the empty hallways that faced her. When will anything interesting ever happen...or maybe if I can just get another glance at that Chaud boy. Now that's why I call cute and sexy... The secretary sighed and was only dragged out of her daydreams when she heard rapid footsteps quickly approaching her way.
What is it now? It better not be those ugly and bulky guards! Muscles...ugh, what's wrong with those muscle heads?
She stared evilly at the entrance of the hallway and to her surprise; it was Chaud, who was staring straight ahead, completely ignoring her. "Oh Chaud, baby, did you stop by to see me?" Her voice dripping with unbearable sweetness, but the agent just shrugged her off.
"Look, Eliza, right now just isn't the right time, if you want to be a slut then go to the nearby bars. I'm sure such a fine women with your build will be more than welcomed there. And stop acting as if you knew something, or me because you don't. Seeing as how I don't befriend sluts," Chaud announced coolly as he rushed by her, his taser still in his left arm when he jumped into the air and kicked the wooden door down.
"You bastard, do you think I want to sleep with you? Don't you pride your already inflated ego!" The blonde screamed out horrified by his insults.
"No, I don't think about it, because I don't have time to worry about someone as unimportant as you, but the entire workforce here knows you have a gigantic crush on me and would just die to get me in bed for one night. If that's not the definition of a slut, I don't know what is, so do me a favor, the next time I walk by here why don't you dress more appropriately for office work? I mean you're always complaining about guys being perverted and hitting on you. I don't blame them." With that Chaud opened the second pair of doors and flung them open.
Dex looked up, smiling, as he thought it was his two guards who had brought back the Net Navi. "Good job guys! I'll make sure to give you guys a promotion the next time I see the big guy..." His voice trailed off as he realized who had just entered the room.
His face paled at a rapid speed, the color draining quickly from his face. "W-what are you d-doing here! I thought I locked you up?" He cried out in utter disbelief. "How did you get out of there?"
Chaud sneered as he threw the taser onto the ground. "Did you really think you could trap me that outdated thing you call a prison? I wasn't the best for no reason and someone with your status and ability should know that escaping a room like that is the first lesson you learn once you advance to the third level of training...oh wait. I forgot, you must have been exempt from that level due to your inability to pass the last test." The agent slowly began to approach the portly man, his dark blue eyes staring angrily at the failure. "You're not much of a difference from those high school drop-outs, the only different is probably the fact that you ended up with a better position and perhaps a higher education in the world of business, where if you knew, is just filled with liars and false illusions!"
Dex sat there, frightened by the immense anger he felt raging around the agent. He quickly pushed his chair back and prepared to call for back up, seeing as how there was absolutely no way for him to escape or defend himself from the slightly over crazed Chaud.
"What are you preparing to do now? Run like the coward you are? You try to be tough and cool, but people like that are just a bunch of losers deep down inside, I should know because I've killed over 100 of types like yourself! All of them begged for mercy before death, but I was merciful and I killed them quickly, perhaps even painlessly! So which do you prefer? Painless or torture?"
Damn it, what's wrong with him now? His moods keep switching around!
Sweat poured down Dex's face and his heart pounded heavily against his chest, beating so loudly that he could have sworn that Chaud heard it. In a desperate attempt to regain grounds of neutrality and safety. Dex called out a compromise. "Agent A1, perhaps we can reach an agreement! I think it would be fair if I told you that we have a new lead on our target? That he is somewhere here in England, Europe?" Dex was growing nervous and he couldn't call for back up, not with Chaud in the rage he was in. "Call it quits now?"
"How stupid do you take me for, you buffoon! Did you really think I had no lead on this precious target of yours? I know more about him than you'll ever know thanks to my little outings! He's not in England, I'm afraid I have to burst your bubble again, but seeing as you're just a third rate agent allow me to enlighten you! He is currently residing here in Tokyo, Japan. I also happen to know the only reason you commissioned this quest was because back in high school he humiliated you in front of all your colleagues and the worst part was knowing that he came from a family that didn't have the ability to send him to our Academy. But if it were up to me, I'd rather have him in our educational system than a loser like you. He would have been far more adequate that you'll ever be!" Chaud exploded, his lips drawn back into a look of disdain and disgust.
"H-How did you find out all that? But it doesn't even matter anyways! Because I was the one who got the position, he...he is nothing now, I just need to take him out because he is a threat to our company and to my division! I have to take out all those who oppose the company!" Dex exclaimed loudly as he took yet another step backwards, distancing himself from the deadly agent.
"You are one pathetic little liar, but I'll let your slide. I'm going out tonight don't expect me back soon. I'll take this guy down first and then I'll come back for you." With that Chaud turned around and left the room, his manner suave and cool once again, but his eyes still bitterly cold.
I lost it back there bad. I can't let that happen ever again...if it does, I don't know what I'm going to do...
The agent strolled down the hallway, passing the secretary once more, who sat there, still mortified by what Chaud had said earlier. "Hey, Eliza, if you ever need to vent out, give me a call and we can discuss things over a nice hot cup of coffee at that new cafe I stopped by a few days ago." He gave a small reassuring smile before heading over to the elevator and disappeared behind sliding doors. "If you're interested that is..."
To Be Continued…
Ending Note…
Well what did you think? I'd love to hear from you (the imaginary you), about what you thought of this first chapter. Compliments, a pat on the back, criticisms, or flames (if you really want to), all is acceptable, exempting the fact that you are going to flame (bitch) to me about the type of story it is. Like I stated in my earlier author's note, I gave you a heads up, from that point on it was YOUR choice to read it or not.
But reviews will always be a very welcomed thing; after all it gives me more incentive to write, doesn't it?
Matt
