Author's note: Well, I posted up the previous chapter and got some reviews. Hmm…Don't know what to say about them just yet cuz I haven't read them…Just hold on a sec. I think I'll just go and take a small peak on what it says…
...Some minutes past. ..
Well, I'm back! And I see that the reviews I got are quite…boring…
Okay. So you liked my fic. Anything specific you like? Anything you think I should change or shouldn't change? I would really like to know, you know. I don't just write fics for public attention. I also write to improve my writing skills, and help a few others on the way. Anyways, I hope you can be little more creative when writing your reviews. Maybe a little "Oh, I liked that part when…" or "I really liked it when…". And if you dislike it, say something like, "I didn't like this because…" or "The part that bugged me was when…" or something. Don't just say, "Your fic sucked! Tear it down!" without giving me a reason why it stunk. I mean, I'd like to know where I went wrong so I could fix my mistake and make the story the way you'd like it. When writing, all my effort goes to the story so I could please my readers. And when you don't tell me how I messed up, how do you expect me to do better next time?
Just think about what I said and come back with a more…useful review. Thank you for having the patients to scan this paragraph with your eyes if not read it. Now, on with the story!
Summary: Same summary applied. I mean, it's not gonna change in the middle of the story, is it? I guess it's my fault for typing in 'Summary' in the first place.
Man, I'm confusing myself…Aaah….now I'm talking to myself and cursing my sister…
Another note from the author: If any of you just happen to know the phone number of the most professional Mental Institution, I would like to know it. I think I'm going mad. Thank you.
Uncle Carrot
By Chain Assassin
Chapter 2
Four days. Four freaking days. The young, easily tired mage has been walking for four horrible, rainy days without getting any closer to the village known as Italiandishes. What had lead the kids to such a predicament? Was it the many rainstorms in these regions that blinded them momentarily and lead them off course? Was it Carrot who ran deep into the forest to find a suitable place to relieve himself without Chocolate creeping up behind him causing him to (ahem) spill? Or was it just his own calculations on which direction and how far the village was? Well, better not let the others worry with the fact that they were now lost…
"Marron, are we lost!" asked Carrot as he dragged his legs, forcing them to move forward. He was beat, tired, pooped. As was the rest of the group. Only, they didn't show it as much as Carrot did.
Marron cringed. He hated lying. He hated lying to his brother. What was he supposed to do? Tell him a white lie? Or tell him the truth? Why not he flip for it? Wait. That would seem weird. Flipping a coin for no apparent reason and answering his brother's question…
"Wait!" yelled Carrot, stopping all of a sudden. He looked at the sky, watching as the clouds sail by. He stood straight up and closed his eyes, concentrating on something…
"Don't tell me you have to wiz again!" moaned Gateau, childishly.
Marron looked at his brother, confused. What the heck was nii-san doing? He is wasting time! Not that there is much time to waste. They were lost, after all…
"Darling, are you alright?" asked Chocolate, confusion plastered on her face for everyone to see. Clearly, the whole group was confused by Carrot's sudden action.
"Sssh!" He resumed his weird concentrating after hushing everyone.
Seconds, maybe even minutes passed and finally Carrot showed some clue as to what he was doing. If you could call it a clue.
He smiled.
Carrot lowered his head and looked at his comrades, a large smile on his face. "We are close to Italiandishes." He said, walking past them to lead the way. "Follow me! Marron just got us lost and was leading us the wrong way."
Marron frown. How did his brother know? Maybe it is some weird brotherly connection…wait…How the heck did he know how close they were to Italiandishes!
"Why do you say that, Carrot?" asked Tira, crossing her arms and shifting her weight on one leg, asking the question that was fogging Marron's mind.
Carrot turned to smile at her and pointed at his nose. "I can smell the women there. Their scent is coming from the west. Marron has been leading us east. Ain't that right, Marron?"
Marron felt the blood in his cheeks as his friends turned to look at him. He lowered his head, ashamed. He has been lying to his friends the whole time, leading them the wrong way, afraid of tainting his perfect ego. They could have been walking to their doom, for all he knew.
"Come on! We have to get to town. I'm starved!" Carrot immediately changed the subject when he noticed how down Marron was feeling at the moment. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to rub the fact that Marron was actually wrong for once on his face.
Carrot started running towards what he knew and what everyone hoped was Italiandishes. Chocolate, immediately realizing the reason Carrot was running was so that he would be able to hit on a few women before the others got there, ran after him, calling out to him. Tira, feeling the need to keep a little distance between her sister and Carrot, followed as well, preparing her trusty mallet under her coat. Gateau, finally finding some time to hit on Marron, approached the young boy, not realizing that Marron was aware of him.
Marron immediately started praying that his brother would appear out of nowhere and protect him from the bigger man. But Carrot never came. So, he decided to make a run for it.
"So Marron, how's..."
"Uhh... We have to get to nii-san." Marron interupted Gateau and ran in the same direction his brother and the Misu sisters went. He prayed that Gateau didn't feel offended by what he did to him. But it's not his fault that he doesn't feel the same way for Gateau! Or for anyone, for that matter…
Gateau watched Marron as he ran away, following a red blur that he guessed was Tira. He frowned. Why is Marron avoiding him? Why is the boy always running away or going to his brother whenever he tries to make a move on him? Maybe he doesn't like him?...
Gateau laughed at himself. No. That can't be it. Marron is probably playing 'hard to get'. Gateau smiled slyly as he started running in the same direction the others have run. "Okay, Marron, my sweet. We'll do it your way. We'll play your game…" he said to himself, his eyes focused on the object that caused such feelings in him to arouse.
Our five hunters ran in the direction Carrot guessed was the way to Italiandishes, determined to stop Spaghetti from terrorizing innocent people. Excitement mixed with fear grew in their hearts. They knew the risks, but they are going to do it anyways. They marveled on this feeling of such…exhilaration. They had the feelings, now all they needed was the experience. And that wasn't far from happening…
...At Italiandishes in a hotel room after Carrot was rejected by some of the hottest girls alive...
Carrot sat on a chair, an ice pack on his crotch. It seems that every women here have their own sadistic way of saying, 'I don't want to ever see your pathetic, needy, perverted face! Get out of my sight, you son of a btch!' without having to actually say it. And they all have the same certain spot they'd like to leave their signature on before leaving him to roll on the floor whining: his crotch.
He closed his eyes and adjusted the ice pack on where it was needed most. He dreamed of a land where hot women walk around in bikinis, calling his name. It would be even better if they all were running towards him, a certain part of their anatomy literally bouncing with life. He smiled.
Suddenly, he felt the ice pack being removed from his hands and a particularly heavy body set itself on his lap.
"Hello, Darling. Guess what I want for Christmas…" drawled a voice in his ear, hot breath wafting against it.
Carrot's eyes widened in shock. And once they were open, Carrot found Chocolate sitting on his lap as would a child on Santa Clause's. He opened his mouth to scream, but it was suddenly shut with Chocolate's lips on his.
He pushed her away immediately and ran to his room, locking the door behind him. He slid to the foot of the door, panting hard. He still felt the sensation of having her lips on his. He still tasted her…
Shuddering, Carrot plopped down on his bed and closed his eyes, going back to his daydreaming. Now where was he? Oh, yes. Big bouncing boobs coming his way…
...Someplace else in the hotel room away from Chocolate and Carrot...
Marron sat on a chair by the window, looking out at the busy streets. All the people were laughing and working, as if there was no sorcerer to fear. Strange, how everything seemed so…normal. So peaceful…
Marron turned as he heard the door open. He saw Tira holding a little book in her hands. He greeted her with one of his famous breath-taking smiles. Tira smiled back with an equally pretty smile.
"Hi Marron. Am I disturbing you?" she asked, still standing in the doorway. Marron got up and stood by his chair.
"No. Not at all. I was just leaving…" he said, walking past her to leave. But he was suddenly pulled back as Tira grabbed his arm.
"No! I mean, no. I…I need to talk to you." she said, looking into Marron's eyes. Marron saw desperation in her eyes. He felt her tighten her grip on his arm almost to the point of separating it from the rest of his body.
Tira needed his help. And she needed help now. Otherwise, he would be missing an arm.
Marron smiled at her again and lead her to the tiny couch in the middle of the room where they both sat. Tira sat next to Marron and set her book aside. She looked down at her fingers and played with her clothing. Marron could clearly see that she was nervous. She was starting to make him nervous. Marron raised his hand to the place where Tira grip onto his arm. He think she bruised him…
"What is it, Tira?" he asked, trying to get his mind off his throbbing arm. Damn, that girl can grip!
Tira looked up at Marron. "Oh, uh…It's too silly. I can't tell you." she said, smiling and looking down at her hands again.
'Then can I go now?' was what Marron wanted to say. But he can't. He has gotten so close to her. They were practically like siblings. "You can tell me anything." He said, holding her hands in his.
Again, Tira looked up at him. But instead of seeing the same baby Marron she has come to love as a younger brother, she saw a polite, gentle, caring young man. She found it somewhat sweet. She found it somewhat hot…Marron has never turned her on like this before…
She always looked at him like a little brother. She liked him like that. But now, the boy before her looked like a handsome young man with striking features. She smiled, forgetting about Carrot and what she wanted to ask of Marron.
Instead, she focused more on the younger Glace. Who knows? Maybe they could start something special.
"Is anything wrong?" Marron asked, looking deep into her eyes.
Tira snapped out of her trance and smiled at the boy. Should she ask him the question she wanted to ask him? About how she could get to Carrot before Chocolate? Or should she forget about it and focus more on Marron?...
"I…I think I like you Marron…" she said, hypnotized by Marron's golden hypnotic eyes…which suddenly widened in shock…
Tira's smile disappeared as she watched Marron blush a bright red. Suddenly, the young man looked so young again. Like a little boy all over again.
…Kawaii…
Tira smiled again…
...Back to Carrot daydreaming in his room...
Women. Women all around him. Women all around him, feeding him strawberries, the fruit of love. Some blonde, some red haired, some brown haired. Some tall, some short. However, they all have one thing in common: The huge bouncy boobs.
Carrot smiled to himself. Chocolate has left a long time ago to investigate the village. Gateau has gone with her. And here he is, all alone in the room he shared with his brother, dreaming of women. Carrot sat up suddenly when he heard a light knock on the door. Who could it be?
The knock came again along with a tiny, quiet voice. "Nii-san?" it called. Carrot sighed and started breathing again. For a second, he thought it was Chocolate trying to get at him again.
Getting off the bed, Carrot walked to the door and unlocked it. Opening it, he found Marron standing outside, as wan as a newly washed sheet in exception of the tiny hint of red on his cheeks. His eyes were wide and confused. Carrot raised an eyebrow. What's up with his brother?
"Come in. Man, what's wrong with you? You look like you saw a ghost! And it slapped you on your cheeks!" he said, closing the door and locking it behind Marron (In case Chocolate came back for him).
Marron walked like a zombie to the bed and sat down. He looked at Carrot and opened his mouth to speak. But then closed it again. He looked at the floor.
"It's Tira…" he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Carrot walked over to his little brother, but before he could say anything, a shrill scream cut through both boys' minds. The Glace brothers looked at each other then ran to the window to see what was going on. Outside, they saw two bat-like creatures dragging an old woman out of a house. The old woman screamed and kicked, but the creatures were unaffected. But what struck the brothers as weird was that no one on the streets was doing anything to help the lady. They just went on working and laughing. Even the family of the old woman ignored the screaming and struggling.
Carrot and Marron looked at each other then ran out of the room. They had to help that old lady. And find out what has gotten into the town that no one was even bothering to look at her.
Whew! Chapter 2 is finally done! D'ja like it? I really want to know. And what better way to find out than in your reviews! And if you plan to review, don't forget the 'little talk' we had before the chapter!
Sayonara minna-san! And see you in the next chapter.
Chain Assassin (like you already don't know)