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The Way Things Are	By : Mekou Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Gorillaz Views: 3663 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Gorillaz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 9
- 10
Title: The Way Things Are
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Noodle + 2D, Murdoc x 2D
Summary: Accepting the way things are is harder than it sounds.
Warnings: Coarse language, sex, angst…all the fun stuff. =D
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters nor am I making any form of profit from writing about them. Characters and anything that is obviously NOT mine is copyright to their respective owners. Thank you and have a nice day.

Note: This one is loooooooong. :3 This is the end folks! I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing! ^__^ A nice message awaits everyone at the end of this chapter.

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Chapter 10: Beginnings

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2D's hands gently massaged the tense flesh and muscles of Murdoc's back and neck. The older man purred softly in this throat, for once enjoying the loving attention of the singer. He was sure he would begin to fall asleep soon.

The other day Murdoc pulled a muscle in his back while helping move boxes of computer equipment and 2D had been giving him nice, long massaging sessions to help him feel better. Of course, they used this time to tease each other as well. 2D would use his mouth to kiss or lick trails all over Murdoc's back, which drove the bassist absolutely crazy. But there was something more on the singer's mind. Something much more.

"Murdoc...I..." 2D paused his skilful pressure of his hands to lean to and whisper into Murdoc's ear.

"What is it, Dullard?" The bassist replied, somewhat annoyed at the sudden stop.

"I've been meaning to ask you. Um....would you be willing...no...what if I...ah..." 2D seemed to be at a loss for words, which happened rarely.

"Spit it out and get back to the massage."

"May I fuck you?" The singer finally spat out, so quickly and quietly Murdoc almost missed the request. His eyes widened but he said nothing at first.

"Why?" Murdoc finally spoke as he pushed 2D to sit up a bit so he could turn himself over on his back. The older mans' brows pushed together with a look that looked both curious and scared at the same time.

"I wanna know what it feels like, you know? And...Iwanna show you how it feels to be taken up the arse. Sure, it hurts like hell at first but it's an amazing feeling, yeah. Once the pain goes away, I mean. I wanna make you feel good." The singer was blushing like mad but he kept eye contact with the bassist, to show he was serious. The part that 2D didn't speak of out loud was that, for one night, he wanted to be completely dominant over Murdoc.

The bassist just stared at 2D with a look that seemed to say 'you're not fucking serious are you?'

"Please?"

"You think 'please' is gonna give you access to my ass?" Murdoc growled, though he wasn't angry enough the shove the singer off his lap. He pulled 2D's head down to nibble the younger man's bottom lip. While he kissed a trail across 2D's face and neck, he heard him speak.

"You didn't ask and I still let you." His voice was calm yet somehow harsh at the same time. Murdoc froze and 2D continued talking. "I still let you even though I had all those demons in my head. It felt so good, but you have no idea how terrified I was the whole time. Nothing gonna make my past go away, Muds. It'll haunt me until the day I die! But..." He stopped. The singer suddenly realized he had forgotten where he was going with his little ramble.

The older man was still silent and not even looking at 2D anymore. After a few more moments, Murdoc shoved 2D off his lap and quietly exited the room. Annoyed, the singer pounded a fist into the mattress and huffed. He always ran away when he knew 2D was right. He was never able to get over the stuff with Paula because Murdoc wouldn't tell him anything. Even now, the singer was completely in the dark as to why it happened. And even now, 2D just wished that Murdoc could be that strong, fearless man that people see on the outside. What 2D had learned since he began his affair with the bassist was that he had a human heart just like everyone else. He felt joy, sadness and pain; he felt loneliness and despair; He wanted to be loved and cared for...just like everyone else.

The angry and annoyed feeling in the pit of his stomach went away and 2D found himself staring at the door in which Murdoc had left.

~

"Brr...It's cold in here!" Noodle shivered when she entered the kitchen. She noticed the door to the balcony opened slightly and went to close it. Until, she saw the back of Murdoc with clouds of grey smoke rising from him.

"You can shut the door if you want, Luv" He said turning to give her a smile before taking another deep puff from his cigarette and exhaling it into the air.

"Your nose it all red." She frowned. "How long have you been out here?"

"Not long. Only...." He tapped his fingers to his chin. "3 hours I think."

"That's much too long to be staying out! It's cold outside! You'll catch pneumonia or something!" Noodle tugged on his arm and tried to keep her teeth from chattering. It was so very cold. She continued to tug hard while Murdoc just started laughing in amusement. He was holding onto the railing.

"Alright, alright. I'll come inside then." He sat down in his usual chair, with Noodle in his lap shivering violently. Poor thing.

"What were you doing out there anyway? I know your smoking doesn't take 3 hours!" Her teeth finally stopped chattering and she was beginning to warm up. Annoyed with the smoke from the cancer stick being near her, she leaned up and plucked it out of his mouth with her small fingers and smashed it into the table. Murdoc just blinked at her while she snuggled up to him a bit more.

Anyone else and he would promptly snap at them and slap them silly. Anyone else and he would shove them off his lap to prevent the cuddling. But this was Noodle. She always seemed to find a way around his anger buttons. Ever since she had arrived at Kong Studios and became a part of his band Murdoc subconsciously took on a father-like role when taking care of her. (Well, more like the drunken uncle role actually, but still somewhat fatherly.) She took care of herself, but he was always keeping an eye out for her. She was never able to have any male friends (besides Murdoc, Russel and 2D) because he would often scare of them off. No one was touching his guitarist, no sir! And that went for Stu-Pot as well. Murdoc knew that 2D was starting to fancy the little girl. Perhaps not in lust but he wanted to be closer than Murdoc would allow. He wasn’t too worried about Noodle’s side of things. It was just a schoolgirl crush which would pass in a few months. Or so, the bassist hoped. He knew all to well what getting into a relationship with a fellow band member caused.

"Hm?” His thoughts were stopped when she poked his chest, still awaiting a response from him. “I was just thinking about things, Love.”

“About 2D?”

“.....Yeah.”

“What happened?” She wiggled her way out of his lap to sit herself on the table so she could be face to face with him. Of course, that didn’t go without tossing a few papers and other items onto the floor.

“Are you sure you wanna know?” Murdoc laughed. Though, after that conversation in the bathroom before the drug incident, he was pretty sure she could handle talking about anything.

“I want to help you. I want to help 2D. I want to help both of you.” Her swaying feet slid along the side of Murdoc’s legs and she forcibly grabbed Murdoc's chin to make sure he was looking right into her eyes. She was serious.

“He wants to fuck me up the ass.” He said bluntly. Noodle didn’t blush as hard as she did last time she was so openly told what Murdoc and 2D did behind closed doors, but her cheeks still went a little pink.

"If 2D lets you do it to him," She said (though 'let' was a loose term at times) "It can't be all that bad."

"It's not that, really. Hell, I've experimented with myself." Murdoc replied, and laughed when he saw her scrunched up face.

"Then what is the problem?"

"Well....ah...well, you see....err..." Murdoc, struggling hard, couldn't seem to find a valid reason not to. He wasn't afraid of the pain, he wasn't afraid of any emotional aspects behind the act, but he was afraid and part of him knew exactly why. He just didn't want to tell Noodle. "I don't know. I don't have a fucking clue why it scares me to death, but it does for some reason."

"You're lying." Noodle frowned. She could tell by the looks in his eyes, the tone of his voice, and the way he suddenly stopped looking her in the eye that he knew exactly why. "Murdoc..."

"Sorry, Luv, I may be an open man with you, but this is something I want to deal with alone."

Noodle didn't quite understand, but she always respected one's wishes to have a subject left alone (That's why she didn't try to help 2D with his past experiences and why she never bought up her parents.)

A sudden thought popped into her mind. Something she had been wondering about since....forever it seemed. And a few nights ago, she figured that Murdoc would be the best one to ask. Since he, hopefully, would know something.

"Murdoc?"

"Hmm?" He had opened up one of the various magazines that seemed to collect like dust on the table. He made a mental note to himself to cancel about thirty of the useless subscriptions they had.

"Has...2D...ever spoken about me?" Her legs were still rubbing against Murdoc' knees. He gave them a little tickle before replying.

"That's a stupid question. You know he always talks about all of us. Dullard never shuts up..." He grumbled, but it was half out of annoyance and half out of amusement.

"I mean, has he ever said that liked me? In...that way."

The corner of the bassist's mouth twitched. Noodle blinked.

"I'll tell you the same thing I told him, you're too young and he has to keep his hands off you if he doesn't want to lose something." He said as he casually looked through a magazine with some large breasted woman on the cover. He mumbled compliments to the paper image.

"I didn't know you cared about me." Noodle said mockingly.

"I trust you; I just don't trust the Dullard to keep his cock in his trousers."

"2D would never go that far!" Her face scrunched up again. "He's only allowed to go as far as what I've let him do already."

Noodle let out loud squeal of fear and brought up both hands to cover her mouth. Murdoc's head slowly lifted up to give her a looked that was a mix of shock and anger.

"I'm sorry; I'm a bit hard of hearing. What did you say?" The bassist reached out and grabbed onto her arm, preventing her from running away. She just continued making squeaky sounds behind her hands and kept shaking her head. "What has he done to you?!"

Noodle hesitantly took her hands away and gulped. "He's kissed me. And...petted me. That's all! I swear!"

He still looked a bit angry, but not so much now. He let out a sigh. He was seriously thinking that 2D had done a lot more than that. Kissing and petting was still crossing the line though. He was going to have to punish him good later.

"...Just be careful. You don't wanna get your life screwed up like mine because you were curious about sex when you were young." He laid a hand on her head to let her know he wasn't too angry with her. The terrified look on her face eased away. She smiled a bit weakly.

And then her stomach growled loudly and she remembered why she had come to the kitchen in the first place.

~

Russel yawned. It had been a long tiring day. He had been trying to organize the recording studio, cleaning and trying to make it so they band could actually FIND things when they needed. In the end, it didn't look like much had been done, but he had experimentally moved several large objects and ran around Kong looking for things.

He was about to enter his room, when he heard Noodle's door opening and a shirtless Murdoc appeared.

"G'night Noodle Luv." He whispered then closed the door quietly. Murdoc blinked when he saw Russel. "Uh...hello?"

"What are you doing in her room without a shirt on?" Russel demanded in a loud whisper.

"I spilled soda on it." Murdoc replied, also in a loud whisper and held up his shirt. "What'd you think?!"

The drummer sighed. "Here, come put it in with my laundry. I'm doing mine tomorrow morning. God knows it'll be so long until you do yours it'll be growing something!"

"Blah blah blah..." Murdoc grumbled, but followed Russel into his room anyway. He tossed his soiled shirt into a pile of laundry.

"I'll ask again, what were you doing in Noodle's room?" The drummer asked, still giving Murdoc a death glare.

"Easy, mate. She was just helping me with uh...relationship troubles. Not like you would care." He grumbled loudly and went to leave.

"Hey, hold up! Since when were you in a relationship?" Russel raised an eyebrow.

"Are you dense? Surely you've seen me and the Dullard snogging."

"I have, but I wasn't aware that you two were actually together."
"Well, we're sorta not but are.....it's a bit hard to explain. Besides, why do you care?" The bassist kicked away some random things on the floor and sat himself down, taking out a cigarette. He hadn't had one since Noodle removed his last one from his mouth earlier. Russel sat on his bed and sighed heavily.

"Look, you guys are my brothers. I DO care. You should know I love y'all."

"HA! That's some love..." Murdoc said sarcastically and rubbed his nose. Russel laughed.

"It's tough love."

Over the next two hours Murdoc explained everything to the drummer from that first drunken night when 2D confessed his affections to the dilemma he had with his lover wanted to bang HIM. It was a lot of Russel to take in, but he respected Murdoc for telling him. Things made a lot more sense.

It was true that they often bickered endless with each other at every given moment, but it really was out of brotherly love. A twisted, backwards, only-in-Gorillaz kind of love. Well, at least on Russel's side of things. Murdoc was just a jackass.

Murdoc went to bed that night feeling like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. However, another weight was still on his mind. And he knew he would have to deal with it right away.

~

"You wanted to see me, Murdoc?" 2D let himself into the Winnebago, a privilege he only recently received. He usually had to wait for Murdoc to let him in. Murdoc made a loud grunt, to signal he was in his bedroom. 2D sat down on the bed next to the bassist and laid his head comfortably on his shoulder. On instinct, Murdoc pulled an arm around him.

Nearly ten minutes had passed and Murdoc had not said a word, which was highly unusual for him. His arm around the singer had begun lovingly stroking and petting and 2D had begun to do the same. He couldn't say he didn't like it, but he knew something was wrong.

"Muds...I'm sorry about earlier? Asking to let me fuck you, I mean. I think I was just a bit too horny or something." 2D leaned his head and began kissing the bassist's neck. The older man groaned. He was enjoying it. But no, he couldn't let it happen. Murdoc abruptly shoved the singer away.

"Look, D. You're here for a reason and one reason only. For MY pleasure." He began, staring right into 2D's sad and shocked eyes. "That's why we have to end this."

"You're breaking up with me...?" The singer's voiced squeaked.

"We weren't together in the first place, and you know it." He snarled, but then his face softened and so did his voice. "I mean, we have to stop doing what we're doing. It's not good for the band. And it's not good for either of us. I don't live in some fucking imaginary bubble away from reality. I know and have always known exactly how much I'm hurting you. But I wanted to not care. So I just kept doing things for my own pleasure."

"Murdoc..."

"Shut up, just listen." Murdoc made a big sigh. "Remember that night a couple months ago, when I almost died? Well, I lied about it. Well, not like I was faking it because I'm not a fucking actor, but I lied about the story a little. I did call a girl in and we did go out, but she didn't give me any drugs. I took them long after she went home. I wanted to kill myself that night, D. I felt absolutely fucking guilty about everything I was doing to you and the only way to make me stop was to kill myself. But for whatever reason, I ended up being saved by you lot." He glanced over at the young man next him. He was just hanging his head with a very sad look on his face.

"So...that's it, then? We're done? Just like that?" 2D chocked, trying desperately not to cry.

"Not everything, Stu. Just a lot of things." Murdoc wiggled over to wrap an arm against the singer, who didn't flinch. "It's for our own good, you know? You understand, don't you?"

"...Yes." He answered. And he truly did. .“ Murdoc could never be the lover that he wanted and needed and he couldn't be the platonic sex slave that Murdoc wanted and needed. “I just kinda wish it didn’t have to be this way

“It’s the way things are, mate.”

“Yeah...”

Suddenly, he felt a hand slip up his shirt, and he gasped. "What are you doing? I thought you said we were over with?"

"I didn't mean right away. I still owe you one last thing." Murdoc grinned and lifted 2D's shirt up and over his head.

"What's that?" 2D asked. They shouldn't be doing this, but he loved it when Murdoc touched him. So what the hell, he'd let himself go one last time.

The bassist didn't answer. Instead, he pushed 2D on his back onto the bed, legs around the waist of the man above him, and Murdoc sucked on an already hardened nipple. 2D moaned.

His hand snuck down to massage 2D's hot organ through his jeans, sometime using a soft touch, sometimes using a forceful touch. 2D made a variety of different sounds, from coos, to moans, to yelps. Murdoc loved all the different sounds the man could make just as much as he loved making him make those noises.

To Murdoc's surprise, 2D fumbled to take his jeans off himself, face glowing with a red flush in his cheeks and soft pants escaping his lips. Murdoc helped his friend by yanking them off and, as usual, just tossing them away without looking.

Pushing the singer flat against the bed, Murdoc crawled on top of him and they began to kiss. Their tongues duelled and their salvia mixed. 2D was going to miss that sort of thing. The kisses, the caressing and all the sweet stuff they did. The sex he could do without or at least just take his frustrations out by masturbation or, if it was desperately needed, a prostitute.

Murdoc sat up and grinned wicked at the man still stuck below him. He sat up and moved his hips so they were hovering over the singer’s chest. “My pants get getting a bit tight...I need someone to help me out of them.”

Obeying, 2D unfastened Murdoc’s belt, button and zipper, pulled the garments out a bit and then wrapped his hand around Murdoc’s waiting cock. He gave it a few strokes and watched as Murdoc’s head leaned back slightly and his eyes closed.

Enough foreplay. Time to get down to business.

Murdoc reached and pulled out the half-empty tube of lubrication he had only bought a week ago and a condom package. 2D raised an eyebrow when they were aggressively shoved into his hands.

"What are you giving me these for? You getting lazy or something?" 2D frowned. Usually Murdoc did the preparations himself. The older man groaned in annoyance.

"God, you're so stupid." He slapped a hand to his face and dramatically shook his head. "And a mood killer."

"Mood? What mood?" The singer blinked.

"Look, Idiot, you're gonna put the condom on your own dick. Now do you get it?" Murdoc hoped he did or he was gonna screw the whole idea and leave the dullard to relieve himself.

".....Oh. OH!" 2D's eyes widened and he mouth gaped in shock. "Are...are you sure? You don't really have to, Muds."

"I want to. I have to. This is what I owe you, D." Murdoc smiled slightly and nodded at the objects in 2D's hand before pulling off his jeans and underwear.

2D couldn't believe it. For such a long time he had dreamed of this moment and it was about to happen. He wanted to hear Murdoc call his name like he called his, wanted to feel those base playing hands lustful grip and fondle him, he wanted to feel all those feelings that he gave Murdoc while he's fucking him for himself. When he was given some small amount of control in their sex, the need to be completely dominant just drew and grew. He fantasized about it endless. Would it be the same as in those fantasies? He was about to find out.

Nervously, he poured some lube onto his fingers and turned to Murdoc, who was now on his hands and knees. A surprising position for someone so dominant. He pushed two fingers in and gasped when Murdoc moaned. He moaned! And 2D had only just begun!

In an out his wet fingers pushed and pulled. Murdoc was silent (except for a few gasps and moans) and his hips rocked gently, Quite the opposite reaction 2D expected, but the one had had hoped for. Though it did raise some interesting questions. The bassist was definitely not loose, but he did seem used to the sensation. 2D grinned at the idea of Murdoc being kinky, even in masturbation.

The singer pulled his fingers loose and leaned in to give Murdoc’s displayed ass cheeks a kiss. The bassist and gave 2D a ‘what the hell?’ sort of look, which made the singer laugh.

2D gave a sigh a put on the condom with shaking hands. He was VERY nervous now. Murdoc seemed to know this, even though he was staring at the wall in front of him.

“Just do it, Sweetheart.” He said. And 2D did.

Crap, did he just call 2D a lover-like pet name?

He had no time to think about. 2D was already pounding roughly into him, moaning loudly and causing Murdoc’s entire body to lurch forward with every thrust.

“Oh, fuck.” Murdoc moaned.

“Oh, fuck!” 2D answered, leaning forward and practically laying on the bassist’s backside. It felt so good. Tight.

“Harder.”

“What.” 2D wasn’t sure he’d heard what he though he heard.

“Fuck me harder, you fucki-” He couldn’t even finish his sentence. 2D had somehow changed in that moment. Into a dominant sex beast. Murdoc’s hair was roughly pulled and his head forced back. To his surprise, his cock twitched in excitement. He had chosen this position for a reason. I see what it felt like being completely dominated. And...

He was loving it!

2D thrust harder, just like Murdoc requested. But then suddenly, he pulled out and roughly pushed Murdoc over and dragged him until he was flat on his back. Murdoc instinctively yelled various insults but then scream pleasurable when 2D’s dick once again found its way inside the bassist’s ass.

“You fucking love it, don’t you?”

“Oh, sweet-fucking-Satan YES!” Murdoc’s finger nails dug into the soft flesh of 2D’s arms. He really did love it.

“Call my name...” 2D panted.

“What? Fuck you.” Murdoc bared his teeth in anger.

“Say it!” 2d gave a single very hard thrust, which was so hard he almost made the bassist’s head thud into the wall.

“Fuck! 2D!” Murdoc screamed. It was mostly because it hurt that time though.

“Touch yourself for me, Love.” The singer slowed his thrust down to small gentle ones and the bassist grabbed his own neglected cock and began pumping.

2D couldn’t hold back any longer. He needed to cum soon or he would go crazy. His fast forceful thrusting returned and he stared into the mismatched eyes below him.

“Murdoc...tell me you’re mine. Tell me you’re mine forever and only mine!” He panted out, but didn’t give the older man time to respond. He kissed him roughly, shoving his tongue deep into the responsive mouth of Murdoc. The only other place besides his trousers that people fantasize about getting into. He shifted a bit to a completely new angle and he must have hit something sweet and sensitive in Murdoc because...

“Oh fuck! Yes, 2D I’m fucking yours! Fucking forever!” Murdoc’s eyes closed tightly and he came with a loud moan. The scene was so very hot and so 2D pulled out, ripped off the condom and jerked himself until his own cum joined Murdoc’s on the older man’s stomach.

It was D’s special way of officially claiming him.

In that moment, all they could feel was the wetness on their stomachs, the heat of their skin, the taste of the other’s saliva in their mouths and the feeling of...something...in their hearts. It was not love. Definitely not. But it was something and that was good enough.

2D flopped down next to the bassist, who was already reaching for a cigarette. 2D, who was too lazy and spent to find his pants to get his own, just shared with Murdoc, who was equally lazy and spent to tell him to fuck off and get his own.

“D?” Murdoc said softly.

“Hmmm?” 2D cuddled up to Murdoc’s side, not caring that his arm was getting covering in their sex essence.

“That last bit... NEVER leaves this room. Or I will hunt you down, rip off your limps, cut open your torso and hang you with your own organs!”

~

The next morning 2D woke up in the Winnebago. They must have fallen asleep quickly. He gave a stretch and quietly moved around to try and find his clothes. He slipped them on and something on the floor caught his eye.

Murdoc was still fast asleep on the bed, snoring rather loudly and in a less than picture-perfect position. 2d smiled and he grabbed the black marker off the floor and opened the cap. With it, he wrote “MINE!” on Murdoc’s arm along with a stick figure drawing of himself holding a leash attached to Murdoc. He was going to get beaten for it piece of artwork later, surely. But he didn’t regret drawing it.

He left the Winnebago, without looking back and having no more regrets about anything, and made his way into Kong Studios. First up, a much needed shower. And then food.

“Ohayo. Good Morning.” Noodle had just opened her door when 2D made it to the kitchen. He smiled at her.

“Er...‘ohio‘” to you too.” He blushed slightly, since he was only wearing a towel. He didn’t think anyone else would be up that early in the morning.

“Oh, do you want me to eat later?” She glanced down at the towel and then back up at 2D’s face.

“Nah, it’s okay, Noodle. I’ll just hold onto it good and tight.” He grinned and held the door open for her gentlemanly like. She skipped in.

“You seem very happy this morning.” Noodle observed out loud while she drank her artificial strawberry juice.

“Really? How can you tell?” 2D looked back at her and tried making a sad faced but couldn’t stop laughing.

“You’re humming to yourself.” She giggled. “You only hum when you’re really happy.”

“Well, I am happy I guess. Happiest I’ve felt in a while.” He said with a wink and then joined her at the table.

“Oh?” What happened?” She bounced excitedly in her chair.

“Murdoc and me...er...broke up. It’s over between us now. At least, sexually.”

Noodle’s eyes widened.

“You guys broke up and you’re so happy you’re humming?!”

“Yep.” He smiled.

“Wow, Russel is right.” She shook her head in disbelief. “I really don’t know anything about love and relationships.”

“Awww.” He patted her head. “You’ll learn eventually. Though, lemme tell ya, it’s not always a happy road. I wish it were that way, though.”

“But it’s just the way things are.” Noodle finished his thoughts for him. 2D nodded in agreement. “You’re okay for real though, right?” She moved her chair over next to his so she could lean against him.

“I am.” He slipped a still damp arm around her. She giggled something in Japanese and just let him keep it there. His hand went into his instinctive petting mode, running along her bare arm.

Noodle couldn’t help but think back at her conversation with Murdoc at that very table the night before. Did 2D really think of her in that way? She had never gotten an answer from Murdoc about it, but...part of her really needed to know. Even if just to keep herself from getting too hopeful.

“2D? Umm...”
“Eh?” He put a finger to her chin and tilted her head to face his. He noticed the small blush in her cheeks.

“I...um...do you...ah...like me?” She pulled her head away and kept it low. She was feeling too embarrassed to meet his face. She felt her head being turned again, and then felt soft lips against her own. They kissed silently for several moments and then he pulled away.

“That answer your question?”

“Ah...yes.” She smiled and blushed harder. So many sensations going through her body. It was making her confused and a bit curious. She crawled into his lap and straddled on his legs. This time, she moved in for the kiss. And he welcomed her.

He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her neck, her back her arms...and then he dared to rub his hands along her small bottom. She pulled away from the kiss to laugh. It rather tickled. He felt even bolder, and bit curious himself, he pulled her lower body closer and closer to his, until she was straddling over his thinly covered crotch. It was a new sensation and Noodle gasped. Just the thought of where she was now sitting sent a few tingles in her entire body. She shifted her hips a bit and 2D swallowed a lump in his throat. He kissed her again and used his hands to grind their bodies against each other. Though, soon Noodle began to shiver and 2D stopped.

“What’s wrong?” He whispered into her ear.

“I...don’t know. It feels...weird. Like I want to...” She bit her lip.

“Touch yourself?” 2D kissed her cheek and then continued his grinding movements.

Noodle clung into his shoulders in response. She could listen to all her band mates talk about sex explicitly and for hours on end, but she couldn’t speak a word about it when it concerned herself. She felt his hands sneak up the back of her top and rubbed her skin. He noticed how much she loved his soft gentle touches. How much she seemed to like everything he was doing. How much she seemed to like his...domination. He should be stopping himself, he knew. But he just couldn’t. It just felt so right somehow.

He was hard again and briefly he worried it would frighten her off. In actuality, it made her begin to move on her own. She panted and cooed against his shoulder. His hands had just begun to slip into the back of her pants when...

“2-FUCKING-D! Where are you?!”

Noodle quickly jumped off his lap (She was a fast girl) and sat back in her relocated chair opposite of 2D. Murdoc barged into the room, face red with fury and eyes giving 2D a death glare. He was also clothes, 2D noticed.

“Er...Morning Muds!” 2D tried to smile, but he was a bit afraid for his life at that moment.

Murdoc took a look at Noodle, who was flipping through a magazine and drinking juice, and decided he’d killed the Dullard later if he was still infuriated. Instead (while continue to glare at 2D) he went and grabbed a glass of water before sitting next to Noodle and gulping it down.

“Murdoc, what the hell are you making so much noise about at 8am?” Russel entered the room, looking rather annoyed and still half-asleep.

“Mind your own business.” He grumbled.

2D burst out laughing.

~

The long, cold winter had finally passed and a new, more cheerful, season was coming in. Life was, as usual, normal at Kong. While still separate, 2D and Murdoc occasionally stole kissed from each other on days when they felt particularly lonely and would even cuddle on the couch and watch TV. It was just like 2D had hoped.

And, on the first warm enough night on the spring, Noodle went out onto the roof where 2D awaited her. Just like she had hoped.

“It’s nice to see the stars again.” She sat in between his legs, leaning back into his chest with his arms around her. After that morning, they both agreed that platonic is the best way for them to be. At least, until she was older.

“It’s nice just to be up here again.” He played with her hair. “It was a shame the snow blocked the door. We could’ve come up here sooner.”

“Hey, guys!” Russel called from behind them. The two waved and Russel sat down opposite of them, giving their heads a pat as he passed. During the winter, the kitchen have become they’re replacement roof. And somehow...everyone had joined in. They’d all sit there for hours and just talk about stuff. It brought them all closer together.

“Did I miss story time?” Murdoc appeared and parked his self close to 2D, but not all that close. It had taken a lot of convince that 2D and Noodle cuddling nature was just platonic, but eventually he stopped nagging them about it.
The topic for that night was just silly things like video ideas they knew would never fly, life on other planets and the weird old man they had seen at one of their interviews.

Life was no longer excited and full of raw emotion like it had been for a while. 2D didn’t have his affectionate lover, Murdoc didn’t have his free fuck buddy, Noodle didn’t have her crush anymore and Russel still didn’t really understand the whole thing.

“It’s just the way things are” most people would say. And neither of them could be any happier.

Noodle gave one last look up at the sky before joining her brothers who wanted to relocate because it was still rather cold at times. In a spot, just near the moon, a tiny light appear before her eyes.

A brand new star had been born.

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The End.

I would like to give several thank yous. ^_^ Thank you to the Gorillaz Slash Community on LJ, without which I’d have never written this. Thank you to all my reviewers on LJ, FF[dot]net and AFF[dot]net, without which I’d never have had the motivation to continue writing. And last, but not last, thank you to all my readers and people who enjoy this fic. You guys make me happy. :D
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