Ok, here's the sixth part of this sorted tale of mine. I'd like to thank those who have reviewed the story so far, but I need more :). Please enjoy.
Holding onto Forever 2
Chapter 6
Near landed on the floor next to Mello who was stunned, staring up at the ceiling. The music had stopped, leaving a crowd of people gathered around them, watching the whole scene unfold. Matt had made it over just in time as the man with spiked hair lifted Near by his shirt and was winding up to punch him with a tightly balled fist. He wrapped his hand firmly around the man's neck.
"You hurt him and I'll kill you," Matt said, in a very deadly tone. The man released Near quickly and held up his hands submissively, "Now fuck off." Matt continued as he pushed him away forcefully.
"What the fuck are you two doing here?" Mello said, still laying on the floor propped up on his elbows, a droplet of blood running down his cheek from his nose.
Matt held Near around the waist as he tried to lunge at Mello again.
"Like you should be the one to ask that question! You fucking bastard!" Near screeched as he struggled against Matt's restraint.
"Near. sshhhh... calm down." Matt whispered into Near's ear softly, soothing and calming him.
Mello stood up slowly and brushed the dirt from his pants. Matt had noticed that the scars that once marred his beautiful face and body were gone, leaving nothing but flawlessly smooth skin in it's place.
"How the fuck..." Mello said, staring at Matt and Near.
"Hey can you guys take this somewhere else?"Someone had called out from the dance floor.
"C'mon, lets go to the bar and sort this out." Matt said. Mello started following Matt and Near from the dance floor.
"Mello! Wait! What about me?" The spikey haired guy said.
"Didn't someone just tell you to fuck off?" Mello said to him as he walked away.
The music had started again as the crowd filled up the gap their incident created. Matt found an empty round table next to the bar where the three of them sat down. Mello took a napkin from the centre of the table to wipe the blood from his face.
"Nice shot." He said, glancing towards Near, who just glared back at him without saying a word, "I guess your little showdown with Light Yagami didn't work out too well, huh. No? Not going to say anything to me?"
"What, should I fucking thank you? Thank you for this?" Near said.
"Well I know how Matty got here. I already apologized to you for that."
"Yeah I got the text message." Near scoffed.
"So how am I responsible for you ending up here?"
Near didn't dignify his question with a response. One simple fact, an instinct if anything loomed in his head. Mello was what he was sent here to find.
"Matt, He is why we're here. It wasn't an object we were supposed to find. It was him."
Matt placed his face in his palms and shook his head, trying to hold back laughter.
"So now that we found him, what are we supposed to do with him?
"Would someone tell me what the fuck you're talking about?" Mello barked.
"It's a long story Mello. It's the kind of long story that I need a drink in order to tell, and you'll need a drink in order to listen. I'll be right back. Try not to kill each other." Matt said, getting up from the table and heading for the bar where Olivia and John were sitting.
"Who's the hottie?" She asked.
"Don't ask. Lets just say that Near found what he was supposed to find here."
"Huh?"
"I'll explain later. I need to get back there before Near finishes what he started on the dance floor."
"That fight... That was you guys?"
"Yeah. Crazy huh?"
Mello sat across from Near with not a word spoken between them since Matt had left for the bar. Mello eyed him up and down admiring his appearance.
"You know, that look works really well on you. I never thought you could look so delicious."
Near wasn't going to take the bait, and alarmingly beautiful as Mello was, he didn't dare look in his direction. That didn't stop Mello from trying though as he leaned in closer.
"I wonder what sounds you'd make as I run my tongue all over every inch of your body, what my name would sound like moaning through those sweet pink lips of yours."
Mello sat back and laughed, satisfied with himself. Near couldn't understand how Mello could find amusement in this situation while he sat there smouldering with hatred for the blonde. All the pain of everything Mello had put Near through was brought back to the surface. Near stared hard into Mello's eyes and used his newfound ability to get his point across.
Don't fuck with me
Mello's laughing instantly stopped. His mouth hung open, an expression of shock and confusion on his face.
Matt returned to the table with 3 drinks in hand. He sat down and took a good long sip. He began to tell the story about how Near was discovered in the arrival grounds, his strange abilities, and how he led them to where they were now. Mello seemed to be feeling the gravity of the situation and became a bit more serious.
"So what you're saying is that some...thing has brought us together? For what exactly?" Mello said.
"That's the thing. We don't know." Matt replied.
"Well whatever it is, it has a sick sense of humour. You of all people." Near said.
"Hah! I thought you didn't hate me Near?"
"Are you kidding me? I have every reason in the world to hate you now. You...completely... RUINED me! You ruined everything! From day one that's all you wanted! You left me to fill L's shoes all by myself, you killed nearly my entire investigation team, and then you took the only person that I've EVER loved, fucked him, and then got him killed! And then there I was, alone, with nobody to help me deal with the crushing anguish I felt. Nobody to watch over me to make sure I didn't hurt myself. Well I couldn't handle it." Near verbally exploded, with angry tears pouring down his reddened cheeks.
Matt leaned over and rubbed his shoulder affectionately, but didn't make any attempt to silence him, knowing that this something Near needed to get off his chest. Mello looked down at his lap. Matt was surprised to see his face showed something you nearly never saw on Mello. Remorse.
"Yes that's right. Kira didn't kill me. I did. So ask yourself. Do you still have a reason to hate me? Haven't you done enough?"
Mello stayed silent for a long moment, continuing to look down. He eventually looked up, but with not with a sorrowful gaze. His face wore a veil of sarcasm.
"Ok. We're even then."
"You really are a twat Mello." Matt said.
Near had nearly finished his second drink, and the room was starting to spin wildly around him, the music haunting him like swirling echo. His body swayed as he tried to focus on Matt's face.
"Near are you ok?" Matt asked.
"No. I don't feel good. I'm fucking done with all of this." Near said, swinging his arm around at nothing in particular. Matt got up from his bar stool, and helped Near to his shaky feet.
"We're not done here Mello. Be at the galley tomorrow at 11:00 so we can sort this out." Matt said.
Near was tripping over his feet, his balance was so far off that Matt had to carry him from the club.
"Why? Fucking why did this have to happen Matt? For once I was happy to have you without him in the way fucking it all up!" Near said in between sobs, almost incoherently.
"Near. Now's not the time to think about it. You're drunk. Too drunk. Lets just get you to sleep and we'll talk about it tomorrow when your head's clear."
"You had better get me to a bathroom first. I really don't feel good."
Mello sat at that table long after Matt and Near left, staring at his drink. Every one of Near's tear soaked words ringing through his head like a song that wouldn't leave. He knew he couldn't understand the kind of pain the boy had felt, and was feeling now because he'd never loved like he did. Mello realized everything that had happened was all for nothing, had gotten him nowhere. On Earth he allowed his jealousy for Near to consume him. He made it his life's mission to best Near, and for what? Where did that get him? It landed him here, where he was empty and alone... and sorry.
Near was right. Mello didn't have a reason to hate him anymore, and Mello knew it. And the deeper he searched within himself, the more he realized that the burning hatred he once harboured for Near, was always hatred for himself. He knew it the moment he found himself lying on his back on that dance floor, staring up at Near's tortured eyes. He deserved that. Instinctively he protected himself from vulnerability and carried on being complete tosser as Near wore his bleeding heart on his sleeve, but the words tasted fake as they leapt from his normally sharp tongue.
Near was in pretty rough shape as Matt carried him from the bathroom to their makeshift bed. He was barely conscious, save for the occasional unintelligible mumble. Laying him down gently on the blanket, he removed Near's pants and vomit stained shirt before settling down next to him. He kissed the back of Near's neck gently, staring at him as he slept.
Near woke up to an awful hangover the next morning. His stomach still felt like it was inside out, and his head was pounding.
"Near. Wake up. How are you feeling?" Matt said as he gently shook his shoulder.
"Terrible. Why did you let me drink so much last night?" Near said, shielding his eyes from the light.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have. You really cant hold your liquor can you?"
"I guess not."
"Near, do you remember last night?
"Yeah, I remember. I hoped it was a dream."
"Listen I'm going to go wash our clothes and then meet Mello. You should sleep for a little while longer." Matt said, gathering their dirty clothes in a bundle.
"I don't plan on moving from this spot for a while."
Matt kissed Near gently on the forehead and then left the room, turning the lights off. After dropping the clothes in the laundry, he went to the galley to see if he could find Mello. Matt knew he would have to try his hardest to stop himself from hitting Mello, considering his behaviour last night. Matt found him sitting down at a table, already finished with breakfast, waiting. Matt sat down across from him and started to eat his own food.
"Where's Near?" Mello asked.
"Sleeping off a hangover. Not like you actually care. "
Mello stared at his plate for a moment, knowing what he needed to say next. He'd been preparing for it all night.
"I'm sorry."
Matt looked up to meet the most sincere gaze he'd ever seen from Mello.
"Say what?"
"I said I'm sorry. For everything."
"You had better tell Near yourself. You had better apologize for every shitty thing you've done to him. And you had better apologize to me too."
"I'm sorry Matt."
"And what are you sorry for? I want to hear you say it."
"I'm sorry for manipulating you. I'm sorry for hurting you and getting you killed. I'm sorry for spending almost my whole life consumed with being better than him, and when I couldn't have what he had, I destroyed everything. Well that didn't work and now we're all here. I don't want to make the same mistake twice. I just don't care anymore."
"Well it's going to be a while before I can ever trust you again, and I don't think Near ever will."
"I figured as much."
"Now onto the next issue. Exactly why are we all here?" Matt said.
Matt saw someone walking towards him out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw Near shuffling towards him with his eyes half closed. He sat down next to Matt at the table and laid his head down on his folded arms. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this terrible. Matt rubbed his back slowly as he quietly moaned.
"I'll be right back." Mello said and got up from the table.
"What did he say?" Near asked, mumbling into his arm.
"He apologized, if you could believe that."
"Hrmph."
Mello sat back down and placed glass of brown liquid on the table and slid it in Near's direction. Near picked his head up from the table and eyed the glass curiously.
"It's a little cocktail I made up for when I overindulge myself like you did last night. It helps."
"It better not be poison." Near said as he tasted the beverage. Fortunately it tasted better than it looked.
"Near, I've been a real bastard to you over the years. You didn't deserve it. I'm sorry."
Near looked down at the half drank glass for a few moments.
"I'm not sure I'm ready to forgive you. But thanks for apologizing." Near said.
"I think that's about the best you're going to get Mello." Matt said.
Mello nodded in comprehension. He already started to feel better, even though the apology felt awkward leaving his lips. Near finished the drink Mello had made for him and slid the empty glass towards the middle of the table
"Did it help? Are you feeling a bit better?" Mello asked.
"Amazingly yes. Not perfect but at least my head isn't pounding anymore."
Matt and Near decided to go finish the laundry and then take a shower, then meet up with Mello afterwards in the library, to see if they could figure out what had brought them together.
"Could it be...God?" Mello asked.
"I don't know Mello, I have a hard time believing that." Near replied.
"Well who else could have control over something like that? Where your soul goes? Near what did you do with the death note?" Mello said.
"I burned them. Why, do you think someone wrote all of this in a death note? I don't think it's that powerful."
Mello shrugged his shoulders. They were getting nowhere and the frustration was starting to show. Matt suggested that everyone needed time to clear their heads. Matt and Near took a walk to kill some time and hold hands together, just to forget everything that was going on at the moment. By the time they had gotten back later that night, Near was feeling much better than he was this morning, and was in the type of good mood that only Matt could bring out of him. A bit tired, they crawled into their makeshift bed together, the heat from their warm bodies shielding them from the air in the cold room.
"You know, I have a feeling everything will just come to you, like it always has. You shouldn't put so much pressure on yourself to figure this out."
"I know. I'm just impatient. I hate waiting for things to just come to me. I''m also surprised Mello actually apologized to me."
"Yeah, well I don't know how much I can trust that. I say we keep him at arms length and see how he behaves. C'mon let's go to sleep, I'm tired,"
"Good night Matt."
"Good night, Near."
Darkness was all Near could see, save for a faint glow in the distance. The air was hot and musty, making his back sweat as he trudged along in the darkness.
"Hello? Anyone there?" He called out, only to be answered by his own echo.
He rounded the bend where the light seemed to be coming from, he could almost see it now, flickering in the distance. Continuing down the corridor, he could see the flame clearer now, and he could see the light dancing on a wall behind it. It was a dead end. Drawing closer he started to make out someone. Mello was sitting on a wooden bench which was situated against a stone wall, his blonde hair sparkling in the flame's light.
"Mello? What are we doing here?" Near asked.
"Waiting."
Mello gestured at Near to sit down next to him. Near sat and stared ahead at the fire pit situated in the middle of the room, noting how the fire didn't make any smoke. Near felt Mello draw closer to him, his blonde hair brushing his neck as Mello took Near's ear into his mouth gently. Near's first instinct was to shout, to push him away, but he quickly became powerless to the incredible sensation. He immediately felt himself get excited as Mello pulled Near's shirt off, and started using his fingers to rub his chest and tease his nipples.
"mmmmmmaaahhh." Near moaned softly as Mello expertly teased Near's neck and shoulders with wet kisses. Near was fully powerless now. He wanted Mello badly. He started squeezing Mello's arms, feeling the strong hard muscles inside. He pulled at Mello's shirt, desperate to tear it off of him if he had to. Mello broke momentarily in order to take his clothes off, leaving him standing fully naked in front of Near, who was staring at his incredible body hungrily. Near unfastened his trousers and slid them off. Both were naked now, their erections pointed outwards at each other, begging for attention.
They pressed their bodies together as they kissed, Mello's tongue forcing itself inside Near's mouth as Near pushed back with his own. Mello's erection was pressed up against Near's belly, leaving a trail of thick pre-cum as they moved around. Mello picked Near up and laid him back down on the bench and started to kiss his chest, sucking on the smooth delicate flesh, moving slowly downwards to his stomach leaving a trail of saliva. Near's cock was aching to be touched, teased, sucked... anything. Near buried his hands in Mello's hair, pushing him lower. He had closed his eyes, so he didn't know what was happening at first when he felt another pair of hands on his shoulders. He looked up, and panicked as he saw Matt's face looking down at him.
"Matt!?" Near pushed Mello away and stood up. He didn't know what to say, but didn't think Matt was angry by the look on his face. He noticed Matt was naked as well. Both of them moved closer to Near, who soon felt hands all over him. The sensation was incredible. 2 pairs of hands rubbing all over his body. He closed his eyes. He was nothing but putty now for them to do with what they wanted. They led him back to the bench, and placed him on his hands and knees. He felt Mello's finger lubing his hole while Matt drew closer to his mouth with his hard cock. Near happily took it into his mouth, and started sucking at it lovingly as Mello pressed his nicely sized organ against Near's entrance. Near relaxed himself, trying to let Mello in, but he was very tight. Mello pressed onwards, making Near groan at the discomfort. His moans grew louder as Mello pushed further in, the vibrations from Near's mouth adding to Matt's pleasure. They picked up the pace, settling into a constant rhythm as Near was fucked from both ends. Matt and Mello arched over Near's body and kissed, using their hands to rub Near's body below them.
Matt was the first to cum, his rhythm becoming erratic as he felt the orgasm make his entire body swell with pleasure. The first load splashed against the back of Near's throat which he swallowed hungrily, but the second and third were too much and spilled from his mouth, dribbling down his chin. .
Mello was pounding into him harder than ever, moaning deeply as he filled Near up with his nectar. Both of them pulled out of Near, and while his body felt used and abused, he ached for release. They flipped him over onto his back, then Mello took Near's oozing cock into his mouth, all the way down until he buried his nose in his pubic hair. Near's body jolted with pleasure as he lifted his hips, fucking Mello's face frantically, right on the edge of explosion. Right before he came though, he was distracted by a sign on the wall, barely visible in the dim light. Although he could barely make it out, it read 'Caern Medical Pavillion'. His mind was about to start automatically analysing it but his libido refocused his attention.
"Mmmmmm... Mello... I'm comi...nnn...ggg."
Near grabbed handfuls of Mello's hair and pulled himself deep inside as he shot volley after volley of sperm into the blonde's mouth. He started to feel disconnected, like the room was spinning. He tried to say something, but nothing came out, not until his eyes snapped open.
"Mel..." Near said as he sat up sharply. He soon realized it was just a dream, and that Matt was still sound asleep next to him in their bed. Near ran his hand through his hair, trying to make sense of what he had just dreamt. He was horrified at the thought, Mello and Matt doing that to him, but some part of him liked every minute of it. He was even more horrified when he realized that his underwear was soaked.
Oh you've got to be kidding me.
Near carefully slid his legs out from inside the blanket, trying not to wake Matt. He slid on a pair of pants and shirt and left the room quietly carrying an extra pair of underwear. He walked into the bathroom, noticing the lights were already on. He entered one of the stalls and cleaned himself up as best he could, before putting on the fresh pair of underwear. He heard a noise in the room, and knew someone else was in there with him. Trying to appear as normal as possible, Near left the stall and went to the sink to wash his hands and splash some water on his face. He heard another stall door open and then footsteps. Near froze when he saw Mello approaching one of the adjacent sinks through the mirror.
"What are you doing here?" Near asked nervously and probably a bit louder than he intended. He was afraid to look Mello in the eye, afraid he might still be in a dream, a false awakening. He was also afraid the mere sight of Mello might get him excited.
"Just went for a slash. What's gotten into you?" Mello replied, with a confused look on his face.
"Oh...Me too." Near replied, looking back down at the sink.
"Right... Well, I'm going back to bed now." Mello said, holding a leery gaze at Near as he walked away.
Near returned to the room and carefully slid back next to Matt who was still in a deep sleep, trying not to disturb him. A few hours later Near woke up by himself. While he was getting dressed Matt came into the room.
"Hey. Good morning. Do you want to go for breakfast?" Matt said.
"Sure. I could use something to eat."
When they had gotten to the galley they found Mello sitting inside by himself reading a book. After getting their food, they sat down next to him and started to eat.
"You know, I was at the library earlier and I started to wonder. Maybe what we're looking for isn't actually here. Maybe it's somewhere else. There's lots of cities on this planet." Mello said.
"Well we cant exactly go wandering around alien infested cities trying to find something, especially when we don't even know what we're looking for." Near replied.
"Yeah. I know. It could be anything from a grocery store to a school, or even a medical pavilion for instance."
Near's eyes sharply snapped to Mello's.
Did he just say medical pavilion? Nobody says the word pavilion casually, unless they've heard it somewhere.
Near took the book from Mello's hand and looked at the cover.
'Caern- a tourists guide'
His face turned beet red. He turned his head to look at Matt, who looked equally shocked. That confirmed it for Near. They had shared the same dream. Near threw the book back onto the table disgusted and got up, storming from the galley.
Matt and Mello looked at each other, not sure who should speak first or what should be said. Matt's first instinct was to run after Near, but decided to give him his space.
"Not much to be said about it is there." Mello said, looking down at the table.
"Well, I guess we can assume we know where to go now."
"Did you like it?" Mello asked.
"I don't know. It was a dream. I woke up all sticky from it."
"Hah. You too? I think Near did as well. I saw him last night in the bathroom, probably went to clean himself up like I was. He looked like he saw a ghost when he saw me." Mello chuckled.
"It's not funny, Mello."
"Like hell it isn't! Maybe not to you two but to me it's hilarious. He's a pretty good lay, your boyfriend..."
Mello was cut short as he received a faceful of palapeo juice. Matt slammed the empty glass onto the table and got up.
"Yeah, you're real fucking sorry." Matt hissed at Mello before walking away.
The closet they slept in was the first place Matt checked to find Near, and as expected he found him there, sitting on the floor playing with his toy robots. He didn't look up as Matt entered the room. Matt sat across from him on the floor.
"It was only a dream, Near."
"Easy for you to say, you're not the one who was getting it from both ends, screaming out his name."
"You couldn't control it. None of us could."
"Matt I was fairly lucid in that dream, I'm pretty sure we all were. We did what we wanted to do." Near looked up from the toys and locked his gaze with Matt's.
"So you liked it? It's okay if you did." Matt asked.
"Yes. I did."
"I liked it too. It's amazing what you'll let yourself do when you think it's not reality isn't it?" Matt replied, trying to rationalize their behaviour. They both sat there in silence for a while, with Near pushing one of the robots around with his finger.
"So now what? We have to find this medical pavilion I assume?" Near said.
"Yeah but how? The place has to be crawling."
"I don't know exactly. I suppose that's something we'll have to research."
"Obviously we have to include Mello." Matt said.
Near sighed. He didn't even want to face the blonde, but knew he wasn't going anywhere and that he was a part of this situation, whether he liked it or not.
"Yeah. Lets go find him."
They roved the complex until they found Mello at the library, with several books laid out in front of him. He didn't even look up as they approached.
"You're not carrying any beverages are you?" Mello asked.
Matt and Near sat down across from him.
"Can I help you?" Mello asked.
"We need to figure this out together. We need to come up with a plan."
"By all means then, here." Mello replied pushing some of the books in their direction.
They spent several hours at the library going over maps, information on the city, trying to come up with a safe route. Near remembered how difficult Mello was to work with.
"But Mello, if we take the route you're suggesting, that makes us vulnerable from several sides. It makes far more sense to take the valley. It keeps us less visible from a distance and will trap the sounds we make."
"And it'll take us three times as long. We need to do this during the night remember. If we break daylight we'll have to hide and wait for 36 hours before we can go again." Mello replied.
"But I think you're wrong. At the very worst we'll reach the outskirts of the city at the beginning of the sunrise. At that point we can just go underground and take the sewers."
"Hah! You can take the sewers yourself then." Mello scoffed.
"And what will you do if you're attacked? Offer it a blowjob?" Near replied, visibly getting angrier by the moment.
"You didn't seem to be complaining last night," Mello threw his voice as he imitated Near, "Mello! I'm cum...ming!"
Near grabbed Mello by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards the centre of the table.
"You know I hit you once already, and I'll do it again." Near said sternly.
"And I'll hit you back this time."
"Enough! Both of you!" Matt shouted, grabbing Near's wrist and prying his hand from Mello's shirt, "This is getting us nowhere! I say we take Near's route. Now you're outnumbered two to one."
"Fine. You can do this yourselves then." Mello said, standing up.
"You're not going anywhere Mello. You're very much a part of this, as much as I'd rather it not be the case." Matt said.
Mello looked downwards at the ground for a moment, realizing Matt was right.
"When are we leaving?" Mello asked.
"Tonight at sunset. We have to act fast to make our preparations."
The three of them departed the library, and went to prepare for the journey. Matt and Near started packing their belongings.
"I'm scared Matt. We almost didn't make it the last time." Near said.
"We're going to have to be more careful. I'm going to go over the unicat to make sure it doesn't break down on us again."
"I hope that this is the last puzzle and we finally figure out what this is all about." Near said.
"Me too, because I'm starting to feel like someone's toying with us."
Near and Matt ran into Olivia in the hall while carrying their belongings on their backs.
"Hey guys! Where are you going?" She asked.
"Caern. That's what the last vision told us to do." Matt said.
"Wow. Don't you think that's a little dangerous? Who's going with you?"
"Mello. The blonde that Near knocked out at the club the other night." Matt said with a smile, putting his hand on Near's shoulder affectionately.
"I wont ask." Olivia said.
"You can come too if you want."
"I think I'm going to stay here with John. Please be safe guys." Olivia said, hugging Matt and then Near tightly.
Near and Matt left Olivia in the hallway and took the lift up to the ground level. As they walked through the door to the outside, they found the unicat exactly where they had parked it. Matt opened the door to let Near inside, before entering himself and closing the door behind him. Near sat down on the bench while Matt poured over the service manuals, trying to figure out what he should check to ensure they didn't have any problems on the way.
The door opened suddenly, startling them. Mello looked inwards at their surprised faces.
"Am I interrupting something?"
"Get inside you dope! Close the door!" Matt said.
Mello entered the vehicle and closed the door behind him, unloading his belongings from his back onto the floor. Matt spotted the butt of a handgun shoved in his pants by the small of his back.
"Where the hell did you get that?" Matt asked.
"Oh this? I had it made. After so many years of working with the mafia, I didn't feel right not having one." Mello said, as he pulled the gun out and pointed it at nothing in particular, squinting his eye as he mock aimed.
"Well that's good. Put it away now." Matt replied.
After Matt was satisfied the unicat was in good enough shape for the journey, they set off into the night. With Matt at the helm and Near next to him in the passenger's seat, Mello sprawled out on the bench to get some sleep.
It was a long journey, but for the most part had gone as planned. Matt and Mello had taken turns driving while the other had slept. Near tried to keep his mind occupied with his robots and drawing occasionally. He had wished he brought some books along.
"Matt. I have to use the bathroom." Near said.
"Right now?"
"Yeah I have to pee pretty badly. It's uncomfortable."
Matt stopped the unicat and turned off the lights. Near opened the side door and let himself outside, relieving himself against the side of the vehicle.
"Mello, go check on him." Matt said, still seated at the helm.
Reluctantly Mello got up from his seat and headed outside. He stepped out onto the ground and gasped at what he saw. An alien had Near pinned against the side of the vehicle by his neck, his eyes were wide with terror. Mello averted his eyes downwards and watched as the alien withdrew a large curved blade from Near's stomach, before letting him collapse to the ground.
Mello pulled his gun out from the small of his back and fired a round into the creature's skull, causing fragments to fly in every direction. From inside Matt heard the shot and clambered down from the helm and raced outside. He saw Near laying on the ground, his white shirt stained red around his midsection.
"What did you do!" Matt shouted at Mello, pulling the gun from his hands and shoving him against the side of the unicat.
"It wasn't me Matt! Look!" Mello pointed at the alien corpse on the ground, the bloody blade resting next to it.
"No! Please no! Near!" Matt cried as he knelt down next to Near, picking his body up in his arms and carrying him inside.
"Mello! Drive!" Matt shouted as he placed Near on the floor inside the Unicat. Mello closed the door behind them and dashed up to the helm, accelerating violently.
Near coughed feebly, still alive.
"He's still alive! Mello there's blood everywhere!" Matt cried as he pulled his shirt off and pressed it into the wound on Near's stomach, trying to slow the bleeding.
"Mmmm...Mmaatt." Near said quietly, a trickle of blood coming from the corner of his mouth.
"Near! Please don't leave me! Please fight! We're going to try and get you help! Please don't die! Please! I cant live without you again!" Matt was crying hysterically as the tears fell from his eyes, mixing with the blood.
The feeling of death crept up around Near like a shadow. He knew the feeling well. He wanted to scream, to cry, to fight it as hard as he could, but he was too weak.
Mello drove the unicat as fast as it would go. While he listened to Matt cry over his lovers body behind him, a single tear rolled down his cheek where nobody could see it.
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Yep... another cliffhanger. Cant help myself sometimes... :) I'm writing chapter 7 as we speak, so hopefully you wont have to wait too long to find out what happens next. Poor Near...
Thanks for reading!