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Dark Heart	By : Bells Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Gorillaz Views: 6566 -:- 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.

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Taunt #3

Warnings: THIS ONE IS SHORT (*bows head* I apologize), I changed most of the character’s backgrounds and ‘real’ names, so bear with me; I was on one of my more annoying creative streaks, YAOI SLASSLASH in English), violence, rape, shonen ai (or boy/boy love in English), Murdoc’s POV, VIOLENCE IN THIS PART but not much, S/M relationship.

Pairings: An odd slashy Muds/2D type thing goin’ on, and, once again, I added Sable to the picture.

Thanks: To my mum fer being the bitch she is and grounding me to my room for a week…thus giving me the “down time” needed to find all me old Gorillaz junk and become inspired to write this Arc.

Reviews: Would be appreciated greatly! Practical analysis will be accepted and taken into consideration; however flames that were MEANT to insult me will be laughed at, stripped, and left to run naked among my review board. Muahahahahaha. Eat me you critics!

Disclaimer: I do not claim rights to any Gorillaz references or character names. Don't sue me!

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“No! Noodle girl sit DOWN! N-…NOODLE!”
“Russel shut the fuck up! I have a blistering fucking headache!”

Russel glared at me, pure white contact shielded eyes narrowed in frustration, Noodle continuing to bound off every wall. 2D had giver cer candy.

The girl wasn’t necessarily leaping onto the ceiling and defying gravity, but she just couldn’t shut her mouth. And 2D was getting his ‘goaded Murdoc’. Yesterday he had refused to push me onto him [1], but today, now that I was fully awake and capable of beating him into a bloody pulp, he was working his magic. He knew I hated noise, and the shrill pitch of Noodle’s voice bouncing around in my skull was the worst he could do to me. I knew where he was hiding.

Growling loudly I stood from my chair at the kitchen table, grabbing the back of the same stool and chucking it at the wall furthest from Noodle or Russ so as not to hit them. I proceeded to stomp from the room just as the splinters of the shattered furniture touched the floor. I was headed straight for the car park, and Russ stepped out of my way. Even Noodle had vouched for staying silent until I left.

Stalking all but calmly through the dusty corridors, I cursed under my breath. God damn him, I thought, God damn him to fucking hell [2]. That neurotic little twit had somehow taken me apart and separated me into basic categories. It always seemed he knew how to antagonize me, how to exasperate me, hell, when he slept the pleased look on his face always tempted me to smile. The aggressive little bastard was good at what he knew, like he had studied it. I doubt ‘Murdoc Niccals’ was a subject in schools, but he sure as hell acted like it was.

Banging my fist into a passing door I vented a tiny percentage of my bloated fury, not enough to make me stop and retrack back to the den, but enough to keep my appearance calm and sinister. He liked it that way, and, the easier and quicker it is for me to rid him of his own tension and please him, the sooner I could return to my own ‘happy’ life style of moping, eating, drinking, and sleeping. Practicing and writing music was in there somewhere.

Putting up with 2D, was not.

I sighed deeply through my nose and ripped the door open from the stairs, plodding down the metal steps towards my destination, my victim…my release. Making a last minute turn into 2D’s door instead of heading straight for my Bago, I knocked harshly on the wooden entrance. A quiet buzzer went off and the door was automatically unlocked, and I pushed in.

“Is THIS what you wanted you fucking twit?!” I growled, and the door slammed shut behind me. ‘Fucking hermit’, I mused.

“Took you long enough.” Was the only thing I heard before I was pinned back against the exit, my hands locked by my sides and 2D’s breath on my face.

“What the fuck are you doing dullard?”

An iniquity type of chuckling, then 2D’s warmth was gone, and I was momentarily stunned, all anger and rage rushing out of me in mere seconds. I heard my own breathing, felt my own heart racing, and I didn’t need to look down to see the half-erect arousal I was sporting. That sudden burst of sexually tensed energy surging through me was ripping me apart. 2D must be extremely desperate, or extremely horny. I didn’t want to be here if it was the latter.

“Well?” the mock in his voice is what brought my slowly sizzling anger back to life, and I pounced in the darkness, groping until my fist came into iron-strong contact with his nose. Instead of screaming or yelping in pain and agony, 2D moaned, and I could just picture his face, twisted in ailing pleasure…

Swinging my leg around I knocked him off his feet, and he landed hard on his hands and rear end, his spine popping into alignment with the impact. If the crunch had been any louder than I would have expected broken bones, but I continued to mercilessly beat him into his own navy blue carpeting. We kept the lights off for a reason, and that’s because I didn’t like to see him bleed. I had my limits, and I didn’t want to see the damage until it had been taken care of or wor wrapped.

Sue me for having an ironic weakness.

His moaning and groaning and little noises of gratification were getting the best of the erection tenting my sweat pants, and I clenched my eyes together. A man would not excite me, THIS man did not excite me…and so the mantra continued. Words could not remove the facts as if by sheer force, and I found my breath hitching roughly.

It had been several minutes later when I found deft fingers gripping my hands, another slim body turning and fixing mine to the floor. I closed my eyes and gasped, screaming silently, my mouth hanging open, as 2D rubbed both out erections together.

“Stop it...” I murmured breathily, and he stilled, blood dripping off his face and neck to land on me below.
“Why.”

I took in a deep breath, held it, then let it go. How was I going to explain this in words when I wasn’t even sure of it myself? Opening my eyes, I found I could see for the most part, the glare from one of his televisions lighting up the features of his flushed, bruised face and body. He was shirtless. I noticed one of my marks, a bite mark, decorating his neck, blood trickling from the shallow wound, and couldn’t restrain from touching it. He let my hand go when I moved it, and he sighed when my fingertips traced the ridges of where my teeth had embedded themselves, but he growled lowly when I moved to leave. If I hadn’t known better, I would have been traumatized.

“Get off me, now.” I whispered, not trusting my voice to be any louder.
“Why.”

I gripped the carpet beneath my fingers as best I could, him having let my hands go and merely sat on my lap. What the fuck did he want me to say?

“Because I’m going back to my dinner, if you don’t mind.”
“Why.”

I snapped.

“Because I fucking said so dullard! Now. GET. OFF.”

He smirked cruelly in the iridescent glow, and I recoiled inwardly, but I wouldn’t give up so easily. He cocked his head to the side a bit; smile growing softer faintly, before lowering his voice to a small whisper.

“You’re a virgin aren’t you?”

The world stopped. I stopped moving, stopped breathing, stopped thinking. I tried as hard as I could to reflect straight, to figure out what he was trying to get at, but it was useless, especially with his hips moving in small circles over my rock hard erection.

“W-what…do you want now?”

It had tried to come out as a threat, but it had failed, and 2D advanced. He was leaning on his hands, his arms posted alongside my head, me on my elbows beneath him. He was overpowering me. And he loved it. He was smiling again, and I fidgeted, giving him plenty of leeway to take his advantage even if I wasn’t doing it purposely.

“Admit it.”
“What? That I’m a virgin? I’m not!”
“Men have, TWO, virginities Muds. Admit you’re a virgin.”

I gapped and my mouth opened. No sound came out, and I was left to lie on the floor looking stupid. I glared viciously.

“If you want me to tell you that I’ve never been fucked up the ass before you’ll have to figure it out for yourself.” I replied, tone calm and collective, although my newly functioning brain was screaming at me, demanding to know why I had just tempted him onto me. I held my composure, and 2D grinned wider.

He moved, and when I flinched away, he chuckled. He was only getting off of me. With that done he moved around me and left to hide in his small bathroom just behind his bed. I bolted.

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I paced in my mini-den, TV on as aloud as it would go, half-empty bottle of Absolute hanging from my right hand. I wasn’t even paying any attention to the movie that was on, ‘Divorcing Jack’ I think, I was too busy contemplating 2D’s actions. What was the ulterior motive, why was he doing this in the first place? I knew something was wrong when I had entered his room, but, what was it?

I hissed under my breath in disgust, taking a swig from the bottle while my other hand rubbed at the front of my boxers. The erection had not gone away. As much as I tried, I couldn’t get it to leave either. Stroking it made it stronger, but never finished me off, watching or reading porn hadn’t helped and now I was thinking maybe buying a hooker could do something. I highly doubted it though.

Sighing, I finally sat down on the grungy black sofa that lay smooshed in between walls, and rested my head on the back. I could only wish this to be a nightmare.

Laying myself out on the cushions, I flicked the TV off and tossed the remote. Reaching out with little effort I opened the tiny refrigerator next to my head and put back the bottle I had been drinking from. Then, I turned to try and sleep. Hopefully by the time my nap was over my problems would be gone and wouldn’t matter any more.

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[1] = Not THAT way you Hentai (English = Perverts).
[2] = You’ll be seeing this line a lot, so get used to it.
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