Disclaimer: Please understand that I do not like admitting that I do not own Sorcerer Hunters. Not only because I don't own it, but also because I don't see the point in saying it when we all know that no one here does or shall ever own Sorcerer Hunters.

Author's note: As you can see from the above disclaimer, I do not like typing disclaimers. So, this is the last time I am going to do so. So, if in your reviews, you point out that I haven't put a disclaimer, well, I shall pity you for not realizing that no one would ever own Sorcerer Hunters….except for the guy who created them, of course. Now on to the fic:

Well, so far, I don't know what to say. I am typing what comes into mind…Well, right now, I haven't thought of what the fic will be about. Most probably, it will mainly be about Marron. Why? Cuz I feel like it. Plus he's my fav character. Oh, and heights would be mixed around. I am making Carrot taller than Marron because I find it awfully unfair how the younger sibling gets to be taller (am saying this out of experience. My brother is a year younger than me but is taller). Possible OOC-ness. Just tell me if you see anything…OOC.

Summary: Hmm…let's see… what would the story be about…?

…Our beloved hunters are assigned to 'dispose of' another sorcerer. An easy task, considering the man's ability. However, a sudden turn of events leaves Carrot tending for a bunch of…babies, toddlers, rugrats, a.k.a ankle biters. How could he care for a bunch of kids when he has his own sorcerer butt kicking to do?

Uncle Carrot

By Chain Assassin

Chapter 1

It was yet another day with the blue sky blanketed with thick black clouds. The clouds were promising rain. Or more specifically a rain storm. And it was the tiny little abandoned hut in the middle of a huge forest that was the only shelter for our five hunters. Carrot was the one who spotted the little hut first, and he took this as a sign that his luck was finally changing.

"Come on guys! It's right there! No Tira, I'm sure it's abandoned. And no Chocolate, I would not go in there alone with you to make sure…GATEAU stay away from my brother!" said Carrot, his stride quickening as he heard thunder clap.

And just as the five entered the property, a downpour of rain hit them all at once, knocking Carrot down to his knees. And before he could say "What the..!" he was soaked to the bone and freezing his perverted butt off.

Tira, Chocolate, and Gateau ran into the house leaving poor Carrot in the mud. Marron, being his protective-of-my-brother self, stayed behind and helped Carrot off the mud and into the house. When inside the house, Carrot collapsed on the floor and crawled to what looked like the furnace.

"Fire! Fire! Where is the fire!" he yelled, overacting his predicament. He poked at the old, hard wood covered in cobwebs in the furnace.

The others sighed and Chocolate crawled up to Carrot and sat so close to him, he could feel her heartbeat. "I'll warm you up, Darling. Just take that wet shirt off. You could get sick…" she whispered in a nasal voice into Carrot's ear. Carrot shivered and pushed the girl away from him.

Tira felt her blood pressure rise at how close her sister was to her guy, but decided to deal with it for now. Gateau glared at Carrot.

"You selfish little dipshit! Because of you, Marron is all cold and wet trying to help you. Come her Marron. I'll get you dry." Gateau smiled slyly at the young mage. And as usual, he got the cold shoulder in return. "Oooh, I love it when you do that to me, Marron."

Carrot growled at the bigger guy as Gateau raised his hands innocently.

Marron walked away from the door and towards the fireplace in silence. Reaching into his sleeve, he took out an ofuda. Putting it up to his lips, he closed his eyes, chanted something unintelligible, and hurled the ofuda at the dry wood. In a split second, a huge, warm fire filled the room with heat and light.

Carrot immediately huddled as close as he can without being burned by the fire. Marron took his brother's lead and did the same. Chocolate clung onto Carrot's right arm as Tira held onto his left. Gateau, as expected, snuck up behind Marron and sat behind the younger boy.

The five sat like that, staring at the fire. Carrot watched the fire and contemplated on how he could escape Chocolate's smothering grasp and chase a few girls in the next village. Maybe if he tricked her into….Nah! That would never work. Chocolate doesn't feel that way for Gateau. Maybe if he lied that Tira was in grave danger, she would run to rescue her! However, Tira is always around them! Maybe if he…

Chocolate watched the fire, smiling slyly, daydreaming about her Darling and her on their honeymoon. The sly smile grew more evil. There would be candles, a romantic dinner, maybe a little stroll in the beach, definitely Champaign, a bed with silk sheets and rose petals sprinkled on top…The evil smile grew…

Tira watched her sister, sighing mentally. She easily figured out what was going on in that sick mind of hers. Only a fantasy including Chocolate, Carrot, and a bed can make her older sister smile like that. So evil, the smile. So evil… Can't her beloved sister understand that Carrot was meant for her and her alone? Can Chocolate not see that? Can't she?...

Marron watched the fire, taking small, cautious glances at Gateau and Carrot occasionally, making sure Carrot was in enough range to see the bulkier man trying to grope the mage. Marron tensed as he felt Gateau brush his knee on his back once more. How he wished he had the courage and strength to beat the older guy up….

Gateau watched Marron rather than the fire, his hunger for the boy increasing by every passing second. Gateau sulked. He is this close to the one person he truly loved and could do nothing. Glaring at Carrot, Gateau cursed the perverted boy. If it weren't for him always stopping Gateau to get any closer to his object of such affection, Gateau would have already been going out for a while with Marron. That is, if the boy feels the same way as well…

Dota watched the fire and….wait a second….DOTA!

The five hunters turned around to find a smiling Dota standing near the object of entrance and exit in their little hut. Dota smiled and waved at them, acting as innocent as ever. However, the five knew what was behind all the innocence in the winged girl's voice and façade. A wild beast waiting for the perfect time to emerge…

"Oh, hi guys! What am I her for, again…?...Oh yes! Big Momma is calling for you. You have yet another sorcerer to fight!" she said, flapping her wings and suspending into the air. Who knew such small wings could be so strong as to carry a person…

Carrot immediately stood up and started stamping his foot on the floor. "It's not fair! We barely had any rest for the past week with all the missions and now, on a weekend, we have another sorcerer on the loose! It's just not fair!" Carrot fell on the floor, whining like a lost puppy.

Marron stood up and approached the winged girl. Dota blushed. "Who is this sorcerer and where can we find him?" asked Marron, looking down at Dota. Dota, at a loss of words due to the youngest hunter's beauty, made a gurgling sound deep in her throat. But then she quickly came back to her senses.

"Uuh…oh, yeah. I don't know much about the sorcerer, but he has very little magical abilities. You guys would be able to defeat him in a second." She said, trying to hide her face so Marron wouldn't be able to see her slight blush. However, she was a little too late. Marron saw the blush and smiled slightly.

Carrot immediately got off the floor and marched over to where Marron stood. Chocolate tried to hold him back but he went right past her. Carrot glared at his brother, gripping onto Marron's arms so tight, Marron was sure his blood supply to his hands was cut off. "Marron! What did you do that for? Do you not realize that because of you, we have to do this? Do you realize that we can't have a holiday due to you!"

"But—but nii-san! The innocent people--!" Marron started, but was cut short of words when, all of a sudden, their surroundings changed from that of the crummy old hut to the beautiful halls inside the Stellar church.

"Carrot! What are you doing to your brother?" asked a fairly familiar voice…

Carrot turned his head slowly to face the owner of the sweet voice and found Big Momma sitting on her throne, Haz Knights on either side of her. He quickly let go of Marron when he met the stern gaze of the woman. Carrot smiled sheepishly and straightened his younger brother's robes.

"Uh…eh-hehehe…" he laughed nervously.

Big Momma sighed. "My children. There is a very dangerous sorcerer on the loose." She said, turning to look at the others. She looked at them and saw strength and determination. She saw great potential and grace. However, she doubt they would be able to defeat this sorcerer, however weak and small he may seem.

"Big Momma. Dota told us that he has very weak magic and that we can easily defeat him. why the sudden change?" asked Tira, stepping forward to meet Big Momma's gaze. She knew something was wrong. She knew that worried look of Big Momma's anywhere.

"Well, actually, yes. He is very weak and has limited magic abilities. However, he has something that makes him almost unbeatable." Big Momma started.

Gateau tensed. He hated the word 'unbeatable'. Chocolate also turned serious and let go of Carrot's arm, deciding that she can support her own weight now.

"He has great intellect. He has a very systematic mind that can make even the weakest of magic the most effective to even your beast form, Carrot."

Carrot narrowed his eyes. He hated the way things are starting to sound.

"This sorcerer in particular steals people's experiences. Their knowledge. He feeds on what they have learned during their lives as they developed in their mind. And when he does, his victims are slowly killed."

"How?" asked Gateau, cracking his knuckles.

Big Momma sighed. "They are…they undergo the opposite of growing old. They become younger and younger until they eventually disappear into nothingness."

The five hunters gasped, taking in what they have heard. They have learned not to be afraid of death. Being a sorcerer hunter trained them to understand that death is just a part of their job. However, they weren't trained to not fear…this…

Big Momma looked down at the frightened and confused expressions on her 'children's' faces. She sighed. She knew it would be hard to explain something like this to them. But then she suddenly brightened up when she saw a spark of…something in the youngest, Marron's eyes.

"Big Momma…something like this has happened before…I don't remember exactly what…" he said, looking down at the floor, straining to remember.

Big Momma smiled. "Yes. This situation is similar to one that you have encountered before. However, this sorcerer is more dangerous. The sorcerer's name is Spaghetti and he lives in a small town called Italiandishes. Do not underestimate him for his small size and magic. He is smart and can easily defeat you if you do not think before you attack. Now go, my children. You have a sorcerer to eliminate. Good luck." Big Momma walked off her throne, her Haz Knights following her. "And be careful, my children…" she said, raising her hand.

And in a flash of blindingly bright light, the group of five found themselves once again in the musty, moss-covered hut. They all rubbed their eyes, trying desperately to see clearly again.

"I hate it when she does that." Grumbled Carrot, blinking repeatedly, making sure he wasn't blind.

"We should rest for the night. Tomorrow we head for Italiandishes." Gateau announced, taking off his shoulder pads. He sat on the floor, leaning against the wall of the hut and closed his eyes, preparing to sleep.

The others nodded and took his lead. Carrot found a nice warm spot by the burning fire. Chocolate also found a warm spot by Carrot. Tira, annoyed, went to the other side of Carrot. Marron, being the mysterious boy he is, left the hut, saying he needed to practice his magic before the encounter with Spaghetti. The others let him, understanding that the mage needed a little time with himself.

The others went to sleep, thinking about Spaghetti, and devising a way to defeat him in their heads. Marron walked out and looked at the moon. He knew something horrible was going to happen. Although, he couldn't put his finger on it. He only knew that it had something to do with Spaghetti. Well, there is only one way to find out. Italiandishes tomorrow.

The sun shone brightly through the dirty glass window of the little hut and it's rays fell upon the faces of five sleeping teens. Stirring, they all woke up one by one. Stretching, Chocolate moved her hand to her left, feeling for Carrot. When she felt a hot body under her fingers, she smiled and threw her body on the person next to her.

"Good morning, Darling…" she said in her most seductive voice. But her words trailed off when she saw who was it exactly she just pounced on. Looking up at Chocolate was a bewildered Tira, blushing like crazy. Chocolate's mouth hung open when she realized what position the sisters where in.

Looking up, the sisters saw the faces of the three other male members of their little group. Marron looked disinterested and walked away, leaving Gateau to gaze down at them amused and Carrot to smile slyly.

"Oohh…work that thing, baby. Chocolate, I didn't know you walked down that road." Carrot said, heading for the door for a quick escape when Chocolate and Tira would chase him with mallets and other weapons.

And, as expected, the Misu sisters jumped to their feet and chased the perverted boy down the dirt path they had just been previously walking on before the discovery of the small cabin.

Gateau watched the girls chase Carrot and shook his head, softly laughing. Somehow, the way those three got along never ceased to amuse him. Speaking of getting along…

Gateau turned to see Marron heading for the dirt path. He cleared his throat and approached the young mage. "Well, Marron. It looks like we are alone." He said, smiling slyly. Marron looked disinterested as usual and stepped away from the bigger man.

"Gateau. We have to get to the others. We cannot risk delay." The young man said before quickening his pace to catch up to his brother and the Misu sisters. Gateau sighed at his failure and slumped his shoulders. Guess he'd have to try harder next time. If he could get another chance for a next time.

Gateau followed the rigid back of the young mage and walked down the dirt path that lead to them to their destination: Italiandishes.

Well, how is it? I don't know much about Sorcerer Hunters, having only watched the anime in a different language that I don't even know. So correct me if made any weird changes in anything. I haven't tried so hard and I became too lazy to revise. Heck, I posted this up the same day I typed it. Anyways, I'd like to say a few things. As you can see, I have added a few funny names. As you probably all know, the maker of Sorcerer Hunters named nearly everyone after food. So, to make fun of that guy's idea, I made the sorcerer of this story named Spaghetti and the town Italiandishes from the fact that spaghetti is an Italian dish.

Anyways, I'd really like to hear your views on the story. Was it bad? Did it meet your liking? Would you want more? And if you have any ideas on how the story is supposed to go on, do not hesitate sending me an e-mail message on how you think this story should go. If you do not like this fic, don't just say so. Give reasons. And only constructive criticism and complements (if any) are going to be taken seriously. Flames are just…mean.

Sayonara minna-san! And see you in the next chapter.

Chain Assassin (like you already don't know)