"Niisan?!" Marron got up from his chair as his brother ran out of the inn's dining hall. "Niisan, are you okay?" "Maybe he's just going to use the bathroom, or maybe he feels sick," Eclair said. "The bathroom is NOT out that door, Eclair," Tira said. "So maybe he DOES feel sick. I'm gonna go off and check on him!" She got up and started to leave. "Tira, he seemed perfectly fine until now," Chocolat said, grabbing her sister's arm. "Besides, if Darling IS sick, I'm going to be the one to take care of him!" "Oneesama! If you're going to wear that skimpy nurse's uniform..." Tira growled. "You better have one for me! After all..." "Two sexy nurses is better than one!" Chocolat giggled. "Guys, can you plan your seduction later?" Gateau said. "Besides, it's my fault anyway," Marron sighed, then glared slightly at Gateau. "You HAD to dare me to do that, didn't you?" "Hey, you were the one making the comparisons between his name and the vegetable!" Gateau laughed. "Besides, ya had fun, didn't you?" "I guess so...but still, I told you it would make him uncomfortable!" ~ Earlier that evening, Gateau and Marron had been discussing, for some odd reason, various phallic-looking foods. When the subject of carrots came up, of course Marron had to mention his brother. This prompted Gateau to come up with a rather strange idea. "Take this carrot and eat it in a VERY suggestive manner in front of your brother! He'll go insane!" Gateau had said. "What?! Gateau, are you mad?" Marron raised an eyebrow. "Niisan is already uncomfortable enough with our relationship and just KNOWING we're sleeping together! Seeing a thing like this would drive him out of his mind completely...remember what I said about giving him time to adjust?" "We have! It's been an entire month, Marron. And this isn't something we're doing to be mean, it's just for fun." "Well..." "Come on...at least give ME a sneak preview of what we'll be doing in bed tonight," Gateau said, winking. Marron blushed furiously, then smirked. "Well, if you insist..." So he'd done it. At no precise moment while they were eating and talking and such, Marron had randomly taken out the carrot and began to nibble on it, slowly at first...then he'd began licking up and down the sides... then sucking at it...biting slowly and sensually...a smoldering look in his eyes as he did so. The girls just looked at him strangely, but said nothing. Gateau acted as if nothing was going on, while trying to keep his raging desires in check. Carrot had raised his eyebrow at first, then tried to ignore it...then he'd started staring, unable to take his eyes off of the scene. After going through various shocked, angry facial expressions, he'd started begging Marron to stop. "Oh, I'm sorry, niisan...was I making you uncomfortable?" "Nah, he's just jealous cause he wishes HE were being sucked on like that, probably by that cute little barmaid," Gateau teased. "Maybe we shouldn't be giving him a preview of what I'm going to to with you in bed tonight," Marron had whispered, quietly enough for the others not to hear it...at least he'd thought so. THAT was when Carrot had leapt from his chair and run from the room. ~ "So he can't handle a little joke! So what?" Gateau said. "Besides, YOU'RE the one who hinted at our sex life in front of him." "I didn't think he could hear us!" Marron sweatdropped. "Look, let's not argue about this. Let's just go find him so we can apologize for making him uncomfortable," he said. "All right." Gateau sighed. "Girls, take care of the tab for us?" "Sure, oniichan," Eclair said as Marron and Gateau headed out the door. ~ A few moments later, Carrot stepped out of the shower, shivering terribly as he dried himself off. A cold shower hadn't worked. Now what was he going to do? Sighing, he threw his nightshirt over his head and dropped the towel at the foot of his bed. "Damn it, Marron! Why did you have to go and do that in front of everyone?! And that remark...knowing you're with him is bad enough, but having to HEAR about it and SEE it?!" Carrot sighed, sinking down onto his bed. The scene in the dining hall had gotten to him, all right, but not in the way the others had thought. "It's hard enough not fantasizing about you as it is...but seeing something like that..." Carrot closed his eyes, the weight of the truth crushing down on him once again. For the last several months, he'd been noticing Marron in a strange, different way. At first, he'd just dismissed it as nothing more than feeling protective of him, or a strong sense of admiration for his calm, controlled, intelligent little brother. But as time wore on, the feelings became harder to ignore. Then a month ago, Marron and Gateau had announced they were a couple. And Carrot gave up. There was no denying it anymore. He wanted Marron. He wanted to be the one to run his fingers through that silky raven hair, look into those beautiful eyes, kiss those lips, hold that slender, beautiful body against his...hear that voice whisper words of love into his ear... But he knew it was wrong, he wasn't supposed to feel that way about his own brother. It was sick and unnatural. So he kept it bottled up inside and sat on the sidelines, his heart twisting every time he saw them together. Every kiss they shared, every smile, every time they said "I love you". He could pretend to hate Gateau for the reason that he was "perverting" Marron, and everyone just wrote it off as him just being overprotective, or a complainer. And Marron usually defended him by saying "Niisan needs time to adjust". But was that going to work forever? "Probably not," Carrot muttered, burying his face in his hands. But that didn't matter. Right now, he was horny as hell and the image of Marron eating that carrot wouldn't leave his mind. And to make matters worse, the whole thing with his name being the same as that long, slender orange vegetable had just hit him over the head like a ton of bricks. "Oh GOD..." He couldn't take it anymore. He reached down, grasping his throbbing erection and beginning to stroke it. "Aaah..." He closed his eyes, letting himself drift from reality as his mental images became full-on fantasies. ~ "Well, we've looked everywhere. Nobody's seen him, so the only place he could be is in his room," Marron said. "Marron, no offense, but this is all your fault," Tira grumbled. "Of all the nights, you had to pick tonight to NOT act like yourself. You never usually get into naughty jokes!" "Hey, if you want to blame someone, blame Gateau. He's the one who talked me into it," Marron sighed. Just then, Gateau, Chocolat and Eclair walked over, shaking their heads. "Not a sign," Chocolat said. "I'm getting worried! The only place we haven't looked yet is his room...and if he's not there..." "Then we'll go look there now," Tira said, walking upstairs as the others followed her. "I hope he's not sick, though. If there's something going around I know I don't wanna catch it!" "I hope it's nothing serious," Marron said. "Maybe we should see if there's a doctor nearby just in case." "Maybe he just ate something that made him feel sick," Gateau said. "Or maybe it was from watching Marron!" Chocolat gave the mage an annoyed look and crossed her arms. "You know Darling isn't comfortable with that sort of thing! And you're his brother, how could you be so mean?!" she scolded. Marron glared at her. "Hey, this was ALL Gateau's fault! If he hadn't dared me to eat that carrot in a brazen manner niisan wouldn't have run off!" he snapped. "All right, already! It was my fault, now can we PLEASE just find the dolt and apologize to him so we can GET ON with our lives?!" Gateau yelled. Marron sighed. "I'm sorry, Gateau...guys, we're getting way too worked up over this. It's probably nothing, and we'll all be over it by tomorrow," he said. "Marron's right," Tira said as they neared their rooms. "Well, here goes nothing," Marron sighed, knocking on the door of the room he, Gateau and Carrot shared. "Niisan, I'm sorry about earlier. Mind if I come in?" No answer. "Hmm...maybe he's resting, or in the shower or something." "Let me try." Chocolat knocked rapidly on the door. "Darling! If you're not feeling well, your personal nurse service is here to make you feel better!" she giggled. "Oneesama!" Tira couldn't help laughing. "Carrot, are you all right?" Still no answer. "I'll bet he's just resting," Gateau said. "I dunno about you, but I need a shower...don't wanna disturb Carrot, though. Girls, mind if I use yours?" "Sure, oniichan...wait, is Marron going to be in there with you?" Eclair asked. "Cause I don't wanna hear half an hour of moaning while I'm getting ready for bed." Marron blushed. "N-no, I was going to go check on niisan in a few minutes," he said. "All right." Eclair smiled. "Tira, Chocolat, you want to go check out some shops?" "Well, I am worried about Carrot..." Tira twisted a lock of hair around her finger. "But all right. I did see a cute skirt in one of the clothing stores," she said. "Oneesama, you want to come?" "No thanks. I'll stay here with Marron and see if Darling is all right," Chocolat sighed. "Okay. We'll see you later, then!" Eclair said as she and Tira walked into their room to get their money. Gateau followed, pulling his shirt off as he headed for the shower. ~ Five minutes later, there was still no sign of Carrot, and Chocolat and Marron were beginning to pace up and down the long hallway. "Marron, I'm really worried now! What if he's unconscious?! Or something attacked him while he was in the shower?" Chocolat panicked. "Maybe he was just really tired and went to sleep?" Marron mused. ~ Unknown to any of them, Carrot was still completely lost to his pleasure. His hand continued to squeeze and stroke his cock, faster and faster. The scenes played through his mind over and over: Marron, kissing him and taking his robe off, pulling off Carrot's tanktop and pressing their bare flesh together as they kissed passionately. Carrot, running his fingers through that silky hair, feeling it against his bare chest and shoulders. Marron's lips moving their way down Carrot's neck, his chest, his abdomen...Marron, removing his pants and doing to him just what he'd done to that carrot... "Aaah...oh God..." Carrot gasped. His nightshirt had long been tossed aside, now soaked with his sweat. The bedsheets felt cool and sensual against his bare skin. His body tensed as he reached his second orgasm in the last half-hour. "MARRON!" he cried. All the desires, the feelings he kept deep inside himself were flowing freely now. He was alone to his dreams...dreams where no one but him and Marron existed, and Marron was his, and his alone. In all the years he'd spent chasing girls and obsessing over getting laid, none of it had ever mattered once his chase of the day was out of their paths. No matter what, at the end of every day, Marron was there and that was all that really mattered to Carrot.