Yo all! I kinda died for a while... I appologize ^^' School, drama, yeah. I am DEFINATELY gonna finish this. Even if it kills me!

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Matt opened his eyes and yawned. He wasn't looking forward to the travelling they would have to do. The gamer looked around the room. He hadn't really noticed how dumpy the place looked. He nearly screamed when- wait, men like himself did not scream - yelped when he saw something black crawl across the wooden floor boards. Do NOT tell me that that was a cockroach... Matt shuddered and looked at the rest of the room. There were holes in the walls and dust on almost every surface. "What a dump." He then turned his head to Near, who was curled up into a ball on the end of the bed.

"Wakey wakey Near." Matt said, poking the faun gingerly in the side. He grimaced when Near didn't move. Stupid.. Sleeps like a rock. He grinned sadistically and put his mouth by Near's ear. "WAKE UP NOW!" He jumped back as he saw Near jump up and fall off of the uncomfortable bed.

"Nyeh?" Near asked, half asleep. Matt sighed.

"C'mon, we need to get moving." The redhead rushed into the bathroom and sighed. A giant wooden bucket was what they called a bath? Fuck it. He would bathe in the next town they got to. One that wouldn't be such a dump. Matt walked out of the bathroom and saw Near staggering a bit.

"Whee...." Near said absentmindedly, twirling in circles. Was Near still drunk? Matt's eyes narrowed when he saw a few bottles of whiskey near the bed. The little bastard was drunk!

"Near, that cannot be healthy! We have a long journey ahead and you being drunk will not help!" Matt grabbed Near's wrist and dragged him down the steps. He looked around and internally groaned. There were drunked, passed out people all around the bar. It didn't take long until he found the bar/hotel/stable owner. He was asleep on the table. The redhead prodded the man. Samuel looked up, half asleep.

"Huh?" Samuel asked, watching them, dazed.

"We need two horses. I'll pay." Matt grabbed Near before the faun snuck off to get more liquor. He sighed when the man gave him a blank look. He just threw down the money and hauled as to the stables. "Now how do you work these things?" He jumped as one of the horses snorted at him impatiently. This was going to take a while...

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It took Matt half an hour to put the saddle and bridle on two horses. Cut him some slack, the only thing he knew how to do was hack computers and drive his car. Horses were not his thing. He didn't even know which horses to use! He had best guessed and chose a black... What are they called? Stallions. That's the word for the male one right? Matt shrugged at his question. He knew it was male... He kinda figured as he was cinching the saddle. He chose a while mare for Near. After helping Near into the saddle, he got up, with much difficulty, into his.

"Now how do you get these things to move?" He wondered aloud. He glared as Near simply kicked the sides of his and the horse began to walk in the direction they needed to go. Psh... I knew that... He thought as he kicked his into gear, a little too roughly. The stallion bolted under him, taking off at a quick speed. "Shit..." Matt muttered as he held on for dear life. Near kept up easily and stayed in the saddle considering how drunk he was.

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"Wow... It looks kind of..." Matt shut up. He had no words to describe the desert wasteland ahead of them. All he knew was that it was going to be hell to cross. And dangerous. Don't forget that part.

"Well?" Near asked. He was holding his head. Heh, he got a hangover. Little alchoholic. Matt gave him a questioning look. "Are we gonna go or not? It's not like the desert is just going to shrivel and disappear if you keep staring at it." The redhead's eyes narrowed as he turned his head to the desert.

"Ok then, let's go." He lightly tapped the horse's sides with his foot. It took alot of tries, and alot of embarassing falls. before he had learned not to send his horse into bullet mode. *Smart human you are. *You learn fast* A voice popped into the redhead's head. Matt looked over at Near.

"Uh.. Near?" He asked, tilting his head. The faun just looked at him. "Did you say something?"

"I do not recall saying anything." He said, staring at him in that normal unemotional look. Matt sighed and continued to ride. Then I wonder who said that.... *I did..* Matt quickly glanced around.

"Are you sure you didn't say anything Near?" Matt looked at Near, hoping that he wasn't going crazy and that the faun was just playing games with him.

"Matt, are you schitzophrenic or something? Hearing Voices isn't good."

"Nevermind Near... I'm fine." Matt crossed his arms. He could've sworn that the horse under him snorted with laughter. *I'm done with these games...* Matt yelped when he saw that the horse he was on suddenly grew a horn. Ok.. What.. The fuck? The redhead looked over to Near and saw that Near didn't even look surprised. Granted, the gamer shouldn't be surprised either since basically EVERYTHING in this word was psycho and unpredictable and.. Yeah.. Where was he again? Oh yeah, freaking out that his horse just fucking turned into a UNICORN!!

"This will make the troubles and distance to the next town much shorter and less of a problem."

"Have you not realized that we are riding unicorns Near?" He just grinned at Matt and kicked his horse into a gallop. Before he did anything, the stallion rushed after the mare. This was going to be one hell of a journey.

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Matt was nearly dying from the heat of the desert. They had been travelling for hours and no sign of civilization.

"Near... How much farther? I'm thirsty, hot and bored out of my skull."

"I'm sorry that Mello isnt here to cure those things." Matt's eyes widened and he blushed. He shut up immediantly and kept his eyes on the endless sand dunes. He tilted his head as a sudden movement caught his eye. Was the sand... Moving? His unicorn reared as a large wormlike creature surfaced out of the ground. Matt tried to stay on as the black stallion, who during their journey had made its name known as 'Moliath', freaked out, bucking and rearing. It then did the unthinkable, ran right at the creature, stabbing it with its horn, sending Matt over Moliath's head and right onto the sand worm's back.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT! NEAR HELP ME!" Matt yelped out, trying to stay on as the thing went full berserk mode. He looked to see Near and his unicorn running off past them. "BASTARD! WHEN I GET OFF OF THIS THING YOU ARE DEAD!" That's even IF I get off of this thing alive... This wasn't going to end good.

"Stab it dumbass!" The very aggrivated black unicorn called up to him. Oh duh... The gamer lifted his sword and stabbed it straight into its head, gagging when green liquid poured out of the wound. He grabbed his sword and barreled off of the thing, landing perfectly into the saddle of the unicron that was dashing after Near.

The unicorns continued to run, not stopping. Soon, the next town was in sight.

"Near?"

"Yes Matt?"

"Remind me to kill you when I'm not so tired..."

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