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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.

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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: I tried to make things sad an dramatic, but I failed. Hope you all enjoy anyway.

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Chapter 7: Death

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Thud thud...thud thud....thud...thud...the familiar sound of a heartbeat was growing dimmer by the minute.

Before they had even found Russel, Murdoc has collapsed and he felt as though he couldn't breath. Noodle screamed out 2D and Russel's names and they both came scrambling down to the lobby, which was as close to the Carpark the guitarist and bassist had gotten.

"What's wrong?" 2D shouted; Voice ready to crack with worry and panic. He saw Murdoc on the floor clutching his chest with Noodle trying to comfort him any way she could. The singer knelt down and tried to do the same.

"Murdoc, what's wrong with you?" He repeated. Louder this time.

Murdoc tried to speak, but he felt as though his throat was becoming tighter and tighter. So he tried to stand up, hoping the others would get the hint and get him to the damn hospital before he...

"D, go start the Geep." Russel said in a panicked growl as he picked up the bassist.

"Shouldn't we call an ambulance instead? I mean, they..."

"Dammit, D! It would take too damn long for them to get here and that's time we can't spare right now."

2D gulped then nodded simply before he ran as fast as his long legs could take him to start up the vehicle. There was tightness in his own chest now. He was afraid. Afraid of what was happening to his lover. Afraid of what may happen to him.

They raced through the streets, nearly getting in a few accidents but so far being lucky. Murdoc had been placed in the front passenger seat while Noodle and 2D were in the back.

As 2D stared at the ill form in front of him, he let his hand reach over and grab Murdoc's, holding it firmly. He could feel the bassist squeeze it tightly. He was obviously in pain, but was he afraid as well? 'Even Murdoc is afraid of death' He mused. 2D no longer cared if the others were there. He gave into impulse, leaned down as best he could over the seat in front of him and placed a soft kiss on the other man's lips.

"It'll be okay. You'll be fine" He comforted. Though in truth, he wasn't so sure.

After what seemed like an eternity, they had finally reached the hospital. They dragged the ill bassist inside. After he was taken away by the nurses into a long hallway, they were told to sit in a waiting room by a doctor and that he would return periodically to give reports on their friend's health status. Reluctantly, they listened.

An hour had passed, and the doctor had not returned. Russel stood at the window. He silently mused about the fact that the night sky was too beautiful for a day like today.

"In movies, it always rains at a moment like this." He pondered out loud.

Noodle sat in one of the chairs, holding her knees up to her chest and laying her head limply on them.

"Movies aren't real life..." She responded.

They both turn their heads to look at 2D, who was just standing in the middle of the room staring at the ceiling like he was in a trance.

A door opened and a man in a long white lab coat came in. The tension the room became so thick you almost see it. 2D remained still but moved his eyes to the doctor. And then the man spoke.

"He's still doing pretty badly at the moment, I'm afraid. His heart stopped twice and the second time we almost lost him."

Noodle lifted her head to look at the man also. She tried her best to keep her tears under check, but she soon found herself rubbing her eyes and keeping her head lowered so her band-mates couldn't see her tears. She felt a large hand on her shoulder. She leaned into Russel's side silently.

"I see..." 2D finally spoke, seemingly finally coming out of his trace-like state.

Then the doctor smiled.

"But his condition is rapidly improving. What ever is in his system should subside by tomorrow."

2D had nearly been toppled over by Noodle when she jumped on him with joy. And he had nearly had the wind taken out of him when Russel gave him a tight bear hug. 2D himself took a few moments for the information to register.

"You mean...he's alright? He's not doing to die?" The singer choked out.

"With the way things are now, that is correct. Would you like to see him?"

The doctor was barely able to finish his sentence before he was shoved by three enthusiastic band members towards Murdoc's room.

They entered slowly and silently when it appeared that Murdoc was sleeping. He was hooked up to a bunch of weird machines. 2D thought it looked like one of those cyborg movies.

"He's sleeping." Noodle said in a whisper. They all gathered around his bed and stared at their friend. He looked so calm and peaceful now. It was hard to imagine about the condition he had been in just an hour ago.

"Even in his sleep, he's still ugly..." Russel said jokingly. They all giggled softly.

"Just because my eyes are closed doesn't mean I'm asleep and can't hear you. Idiot." The older man grumbled before making a motion to sit up. Noodle squealed and flopped into his chest.

"How are you feeling, Murdoc?" 2D said as he pulled up a chair to sit next to the bed. Murdoc was stroking Noodle's back lovingly, which is something that surprised all of them but they didn't say anything.

"I'm alright. Still feel like shit though." He let out a sigh.

"What the hell happened?" Russel frowned. Murdoc told them the same story he had told Noodle, about the woman with the drugs. Russel just shook his head, commenting on how he should stop drugs altogether. 2D just pouted and at that moment wished he had the ability to hit girls. That one certainly deserved it.

They all just talked for a few hours about everything and yet nothing at all. They laughed and had fun, which they all had missed. For the past several months tension was high at Kong Studios. Due to obvious events, they all had put up barriers between each other to prevent any major confrontations. There were still some things that they had to discuss together, but those things could wait for another day. Murdoc had been saved from death. They knew he had a lot to think about on his own.

"It's pretty late. We should be getting back and letting you rest." Russel said with a sigh.

Noodle had fallen asleep curled up to Murdoc's side. He could feel her soft breaths of the thin fabric of hospital robes the doctors had put him in, much to his disapproval. He absolutely hated the colour. He was thankful no one was mentioning them.

"Darling little thing she is, eh?" The bassist mused. Russel just smiled before gently picking her up him his arms.

"I...." 2D spoke almost inaudibly.

"D, come on." Russel called from the doorway.

"I want to stay here."

Russel glanced at Murdoc who gave a twitch of a nod. He large man nodded back.

"Alright, D. Me and Noodle will come back tomorrow. Take care."

2D and Murdoc were alone now. They sat in silence for several minutes before...

"I'm really glad you're okay." 2D spoke.

"I swear, if I ever see that bitch again...."

"....."

"...."

"Murdoc?"

"Yeah?"

2D crawled onto the small bed and curled up against him, just like Noodle had done. Just like with Noodle, Murdoc raised a hand and stroked his back.

"2D, I'm going to say something that I'm only going to say once and never again." Murdoc closed his eyes in thought, trying to gather the words in his head. 2D lifted his head to look at Murdoc's face.

"This whole experience has made me realize something. You guys are my family and...."

"And?"

"It would suck to lose you guys."

2D grinned. He knew exactly what Murdoc had wanted to say, though he knew he could never say it out loud. Even at a moment like this.

"We love you too, Murdoc." The singer snuggled into the older man's chest.

"Yeah, yeah. No need to get all emotional about it. Now get your face up here and kiss me." The bassist grinned. 2D happily complied.

The kiss was unlike any other they had previously shared. It was slow and almost loving, not the desperate lust-filled ones that 2D was used to, but yet was just as forceful. Eventually, they had to pull away for air.

As they pulled apart, Murdoc roughly grabbed 2D's hips (Which had moved to straddle the man's stomach as some point during the kiss.) and pushed him down roughly on his crotch, which 2D found to be amazingly rock hard already.

"Murdoc, we can't!" He protested, though he loved the feeling and began rocking his hips slightly.

"Why not?" Murdoc panted.

"Someone might come in and see!" The singer was rocking harder.

"So?"

"You shouldn't do this in your condition!"

"Pants. Off. NOW!" Murdoc growled. 2D gave an overdramatic sigh of defeat. He sat up and began taking off his own pants, which was a rather awkward task in the position he was in.

"Um...how are we gonna do this? With all those things hooked up to you, I don't think you can get up behind me." The singer scratched his head. Murdoc rolled his eyes.

"We're not doing it that way, dullard. You're gonna ride me."

"What?!" The singer’s eyes opened wide. He blinked for a few moments and Murdoc rolled his eyes again before pointing to a small cupboard across the room.

"There are some lotions in there. Go grab one." He ordered. 2D nodded and searched through said cupboard, coming back with one of the bottles. He squeezed a little into his hand, lifted Murdoc's hospital robes up to his waist and stroked him gently, covering the bassist's hard member with the cool lotion.
"Get on." Murdoc ordered again. 2D once again straddled the older man's hips and began pushing down. He squeezed his eyes shut and winced at the pain.

"Fuck yes..." The older man groaned, pushing the young man's hips down harder with his hands.

2D's hear throbbed. One, because here they were, about to screw in a hospital room, and two, because this was a completely different position. Murdoc never wanted a different position. The fact that he was facing his lover made his heart throb even more. The bassist could easily have told him to face the other way, but he didn't. He let 2D face him. That in itself was a thing to celebrate.

Slowly, 2D started moving, when he figured that's what Murdoc was waiting for. Dear god, he was actually in control!!! He felt like he would pass out any minute from the new pleasurable sensations. Everything felt a little different. He loved it so very much.

"Harder, Luv." Murdoc pulled his lover down to nibble his earlobe a little and to whisper into it. "Make me feel alive."

The young man moaned and his hips began moving harder and faster. He worried slightly about the bed being able to hold out but the thought quickly passed when Murdoc began kissing him.

"Murdoc, I don't think I'm going to last much longer." 2D panted. Everything was just too overwhelming for him. Murdoc nodded in agreement and began thrusting his own hips upwards as best he could.

In a delicious, hot, flash the singer came hard, screaming, his seed splashing onto the hospital robe and on the bassist's stomach and abdomen. Murdoc came a few moments later with a loud grunt.

As always they remained unmoving for several minutes before 2D had enough energy to pull away. He flopped next to his lover and bathed in the afterglow of this special experience.

"Will....this be a one time thing?" 2D spoke softly, nearly purring as Murdoc's hand began stroking his back again.

"What, sex in a hospital bed?" Murdoc teased.

"No I mean...me getting to face you."

"We'll see." Though truly, he knew it would happen again. He had much more planned as well.

"Murdoc?" 2D whispered sleepily.

"What now?"

"Pink is a nice colour on you." He said, referring to the hospital robes.

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To be continued...
- 6
- 7
- 8
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