Kay, sorry that this wasn't updated sooner! Oh, and Kit if you read this, pwease, update one of your stories. I'm bored without your awesome writing!

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I've been feeling a bit sick and a bit lazy, so I guess that's my entire fault.

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Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere. Some even got on Matt and Mello who were both really grossed out by it. Near went deathly silent his large eyes wide and mouth slightly open as he tried to process what had happened. He knew A was dead, he knew that A had clawed his face up pretty good, not bad enough that it'd scar but enough that it'd hurt for a while, and he knew that A's corpse was laying on top of him, but he couldn't move it was like his body forbid him from moving, at all. Mello ran over to the small boy and shoved A's body off him. The blonde turned to Matt who watched mutely.

"Matt you'll have to carry this kid. I think he's in shock."

"Well, yeah, watching someone's head get blown off would do that to a person!" Matt yelled as Mello helped the boy known as Near get onto his feet. "And why do I have to carry him? Ya know that he's…well…he's bloody…."

"Three reasons." Mello said glaring at Matt. "One: you suggested we take him with us. Two: you're not so good at shooting and killing people as me. And three: I think you could handle getting a little bloody if I ask you to get bloody. So stop whining and let's get the bloody hell out of here, before someone comes and finds us. If there are lots more of these flesh-eating freaks, then we'll need to get out before they find us."

"Okay, but-"

"No, shut up, and do as I say or I'll leave your butt here."

"You're lying."

"Wanna find out?" Mello snarled. "Just do as I say, dammit!"

Matt nodded obediently, but when he tried to even touch Near the white clad boy screeched as if Matt were a demon and pulled away in fear. He then jumped at Mello and clung tightly to the blonde's torso. Mello was surprised…not to mention uncomfortable. Matt was confused, very much so. And Near was just plain frightened and acting on intuition. Mello pried Near off of him and glared for a brief moment, before giving the boy a half smile and running out of the room. Matt sighed as he grabbed Near who didn't resist much, but was clearly uncomfortable. They ran down the long corridor with Mello leading the way. They were halfway out to freedom when Near started to struggle. Matt yelled as he lost his footing and fell. He hissed in pain as the cold, stone floor scraped cheek. He let out another cry of pain feeling teeth as they sunk into his exposed arm. Blood oozed from the bite. It was too dark for him to see who was biting, but had a feeling that it was the boy, who had been clad in white, known as Near.

There was scuffling of feet then a shrill cry as three bodies rolled across the cave floor fighting. Two cannibals had leapt on top of Matt and the redhead fought against them wondering where the hell Mello was. The cannibals obviously didn't want to share him, so they fought each other whilst trying to eat Matt alive.

The redhead wasn't gonna die without a fight, so he kicked blindly landing a blow to someone's stomach. He heard a yelp of pain. He felt someone bite into his arm again and let out his own yelp of pain. He threw one of his fist hitting someone in their face and he felt someone slap him across the face; he retaliated by kicking, landing a blow to somebody's hip. And hitting someone's leg causing them to fall Matt heard the scuffling of feet as his attackers fled whimpering and whining.

He panted hoping he was in the clear. He let out a cry as he felt something leap into his hair. He shook his head and clawed at his head helplessly. Pulling out something squishy, furry and dead he groaned in disgust realizing, despite the darkness that he held a dead rat. A light shone over him and he face Mello who appeared really concerned.

"What happened?"

"What happened?" Matt shouted. "What bloody happened? I was attacked and hurt and you…you…where the hell were you?"

"I got ahead of you, I'm sorry, really I am, but I think we should just ya know vamoose."

Matt didn't respond in anyway he simply followed his blonde friend as he was sure that it was obvious that he wasn't gonna stay and get ate by some cannibals. As they ran Matt told Mello about what had happened and the blonde. Mello listened feeling partially guilty for almost letting Matt get ate, but he was able to shake off most of the guilt and just felt angry for being impulsive in his judgment about that boy, Near, because of that boy he could've lost Matt. "Well, we can't feel bad if the little freak gets chomped, Matty." Mello said angrily as they got to the round opening, which was hidden by a thorn bush. "We tried to help and he double crossed us, we were just trying to keep him from getting ate, so it'll be his own damn fault if they try munch him like that other guy, A, I think was what they were calling him, did."

"Yeah, you're right, Mels." The redhead agreed.

They crawled through the opening. Halfway out Mello who was following behind Matt felt someone grab his ankle. He let out a choked cry as he turned to see the scarred, deformed face of some cannibal who had probably followed them wanting a free delivered meal. The cannibal held Mello's ankle firmly trying to pull the blonde back into the cave-like area where he'd hoped to kill and eat his catch. Unfortunately he didn't know that Mello wasn't like pervious trespassers who usually came in unarmed or alone. Matt had gotten out and stared in horror as his friend struggled to not let himself be taken and killed by the cannibal who pulled on his ankle. The redhead moved quickly. Grabbing his gun from his pack Matt clicked the safety off. "Mels! Take this!" he shouted to Mello holding the weapon out to him. Mello grabbed the gun and shoved it into the horrid creature's face, then pulled the trigger.

As he crawled out covered in blood, bits of flesh and brain matter and he had some of his blood trickling out from his face, arms, neck and anywhere else a thorn could reach skin during the struggle. Matt sat on the ground and as he started to cackle sounding like he had at last gone insane. Mello trembled as he realized what Matt was looking at. Skull and crossbones lay a few feet from the thorn bush. It was a warning they hadn't noticed.

"That's fucking messed up!" Matt laughed. "We should've seen that! Why couldn't we have paid attention? Why? Tell me, why?"

Mello shrugged.

"We were curious."

"You were curious!"

Mello shrugged again, this time wincing.

A loud wild, animal cry from behind them made the blonde jump slightly, causing him to lose his footing and fall to the ground. His redhead friend jumped to his feet and began to run. Mello scrambled to his feet and followed the gamer not wanting another confrontation so soon. He was tired and wanting some rest before they killed anyone else. He tried to concentrate on mostly survival, but his aching body kept trying to distract him. When the two friends at last stopped running it was late in the afternoon. So late that the sky was almost totally black with stars popping up here and there. Matt let Mello sit and rest, whilst he gathered large rocks, wood and dry grass. After he figured he had enough he made the rocks into a large circle and used his lighter to set fire to the grass and wood, making them a fire. He put the lighter in his back jeans pocket after that.

"So you do know how to do other stuff than just gaming." Mello teased once Matt sat down a few inches away from him. Matt chuckled without humor. He hit Mello in his arm, playfully. The blonde grimaced and a hand automatically flew up to where the redhead had hit him in his arm. He glared at Matt through teary blue eyes.

"Mello are you okay?" Matt asked with concern dripping from his voice.

"No, hell, my arm hurts." Mello growled. "Damn, did you have to hit me?"

"Sorry." Matt mumbled feeling like a kicked puppy. "I'd say I could help you feel better, but I can't so I won't. So I'm sorry for being so useless."

Mello felt bad for making his friend feel that way. He gave Matt a kindhearted look and spoke in a softer tone. "I'm sorry, Matty, but I'm in lots of pain here. Damn Aizawa. Damn thorns. Damn cannibal freaks that have to exist."

"Yeah, I know." The gamer sighed. "I know."

Nighttime had fallen and Mello fell asleep faster than what he thought he would have leaving Matt to be a guard/look out. It was a precaution just in case the cannibals decided they wanted a midnight snack. Besides better safe than sorry, right? At one point Matt woke Mello up hearing something move in the dark, but it turned out to be an owl diving for a mouse.

It was safe for him to go back to sleep, but Mello refused and both of the teens stayed up. That was until Matt fell asleep. Upon noticing his friend was asleep Mello sighed shaking his head. Just can't stay awake any longer when I might need him the most. He thought scowling. He held his gun in one hand firmly as he stared into the fire Matt had built. After a while of staring Mello heard something move and it startled him, so he shot.

A barn owl fell from where it had been perched on a tree, now dead. Mello rubbed his eyes. The sun was coming up and Matt was starting to stir. He knew that he'd need at least a little sleep. He let his grip on his gun loosen. He jumped a s a hand touched his shoulder. Luckily Matt yawned letting Mello know that things were okay.

"You should sleep some."

"No."

"You should sleep at least for an hour or so."

"No."

"Come one you look tired."

"No."

"Mels, don't argue."

"No."

"Okay, whether you like it or not you're sleeping."

"I'm not tired."

Matt exhaled loudly as he raised his fist. Hitting Mello hard he watched as the blonde who usually would have caught his fist at the last second fell to the ground unconscious. "You're tired and you're sleeping, so deal with it." He said scowling. "And we're both gonna have to be ready to move. We can't be sluggish, not today."

He put the fire out and watched as Mello slept.

He didn't look so stressed or stubborn or mean in his sleep. No, he looked rather peaceful. And even though Matt wouldn't admit it to Mello or anyone else for that matter he knew he had the hottest friend in the whole world. He just wished he could think that at that moment, but couldn't because his friend was covered in dry blood and grime and looked sort of like one of the cannibals themselves.

He looked at his own clothes that had blood and grime on them and knew he was no different than Mello as far as appearances went. Yawning Matt knew he'd get his ass kicked for punching his friend, but he really didn't care. They had a long day ahead of them. He knew that as a fact as soon as Mello woke up and started yelling at him. Luckily, his ass wasn't kicked and Mello only grumbled after the yelling was over.

Unfortunately he didn't know or take notice when his lighter fell from a rip in his pocket. The lighter lay on the ground untouched for an hour or two, and then the lighter was picked up by a hand that held it gently. The one who held the lighter stared in the direction Mello and Matt had taken. They headed that way. After half the day they found the two teens, but instead of making their presence known and advancing they hid in a tree and watched the two curiously.

They decided to make their move at nightfall.

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