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Part One.

September 23

New scenario!
Because the other one SUCKED.

Sooo...
It goes like this...

(Edit, September 25... IT STILL SUCKS! Alas, it is doomed. V_V Let us all have a moment of silence for this poor, poor story... ... ... OKAY! MOMENT'S UP!)

(Edit, September 27... Sorry about the random rants in the story. I tend to go on tangents a lot. Bear with me.)
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2D sat at the edge of his bed, lighting up a cigarette. Seventh one in a row. His poor lungs. He stared at the wall, sighing, his eyelids halfway closed.
Then... There was a harsh knock at the door.
His eyes opened wide. He dropped his cig on the floor, quickly reaching down to pick it up.
"Oi! dent-head! Are ya awake?!"
He stumbled, falling off the bed with a WHUMP. He dropped the cig again. He picked it up again. "Yeh..." he clumsily got back on the bed, "I'm up!" his voice cracked.
"Awright..." A medium sized man with green skin slinked in, looking around. "Ya got any cigs?"
"I got ah..." he picked up the pack he'd been raiding that was on his bed. "Ah..."
"Wol? Do ya?"
He shook his head. "Gee, I'm sorry, Muds..."
Murdoc sighed, sounding exsasperated.
"Wait!"
"Whot?"
"I fink... I got extra ones..."
Murdoc came up towards him, "Wol... Where are they?"
"Hang on... I hafta find 'em..."
The Satanist sat on the bed next to 2D, sighing.
"I fink... I mighta put 'em in my dresser drawer... Or maybe..."
"I don't give a fuck where they are, 2D, just get 'em."
He walked around the room, checking various places, opening random drawers...
Meanwhile, Murdoc was having a slight nicotine-withdrawl fit. He glared around the room... He wanted that fix... So, he pre-occupied himself by drawing his attention to things in the room until he got it. 2D had so many goddamn keyboards EVERYWHERE. And what was with that stupid yellow chair, anyways? And a PINK bed? Wait... PINK?! He jumped up, eyes wide as if he'd just sat on a tack.
"Whot's wrong, Muds?"
"Why do you have a fucking PINK bed, 2D?"
"Ah..."
"It's queer as all 'ell." he sat back down, grumbling. "Bludy faggot."
2D sighed.
Murdoc stared at 2D.
2D went back to searching around the room.
Murdoc gritted his long, sharp teeth, watching 2D.
Then, the blue-haired man stopped in his tracks. "I fink I know where they are..."
"Where?!"
"Uh..." he walked over to his bed, sitting down. "They might be..." he looked behind his nightstand.
"Why the 'ell would they be back there, 2D?"
"Wol..." he sighed, "I guess they're not."
Murdoc sighed in exsasperation.
"Oh wait!"
"Whot?"
"I fink they might be..." he leaned over, looking under his bed.
Murdoc rolled his eyes. 2D was such an idiot. Such a bloody fucking idiot. Such a... Goddamn... Idiot... And... Murdoc found himself staring at 2D. His backside, in particular. Tiny little thing... He could almost see down his pants. They were a little bit too big for him. Pale skin... Dainty little pale skin...
2D leaned over a little farther, trying to see better under his bed.
Murdoc twitched. What the hell, man? He was asking for it. That little... Annoying... Stupid... Hot... Sexy... WAIT. WHAT THE FUCK. But he couldn't keep his eyes off him... ... ... ... ... Yeah... Get it right there... Ooh... Yeah... That's nice... This boy was too attractive for his own good. But that was okay. Heh... That little punk was FINE. And...
"I found 'em!" 2D popped back up, holding a cigarette pack. "Ah... Murdoc?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah... Give 'em 'ere." he held out his hand.
"Eh..." but 2D's eyes were fixed on something other than Murdoc's hand. It was the massive bulge showing through his pants.
Murdoc didn't take notice at first. "Come on, face-ache. Some time this century."
STARE.
"Ah..." he looked down. That's when it hit him. Unholy fuck. He was hard. Not only that, but he wasn't the only one who knew. His eyes widened.
"Whot are YOU finkink about, Murdoc?" 2D laughed.
He twitched. "Nothing. Gimme the cigs."
"Okay..." he snickered, handing him the pack.
Murdoc snatched it from him, sneering. "Ya got a lighter?"
"Yeh... Here." he handed it to him.
Murdoc grumbled, lighting the fag.
"Murdoc?"
"Yeh?"
"Um..."
"Whot?"
"Were you..."
"Was I whot, dullard?"
"Ehm... You were..."
"Oh, come off it."
"But..."
"Just forget it."
"You..."
"Whot do ya want me to say, 2D?!"
"Wol... It's just... Ya kinda..."
"I whot, 2D, WHOT?!"
"Wol... Just... Um..."
"It wasn't fer you. Alright?!"
"Then... Okay..."
"Yes."
"... Muds?"
"Whot is it now, dumb-ass?"
"Uhm... Murdoc?"
"WHUT?!"
"Uh... Are you... Um... Sure?"
"Sure of whot?"
"That... That..."
"WHOT?!"
His voice was hushed to a whisper, "That it wasn't for me?"
"You fucking faggot. I don't like you like that, okay?"
He gulped, "O-okay..."
"Got it? Good."
"But..."
"What the hell do you want, 2D? Did you WANT it to be for you? Cause it wasn't! OKAY?!"
"Then... Whot...?"
"None of yer bludy business."
"Okay..."
They sat there for a moment in silence.
"Murdoc?"
"Whut is it, 2D? If it's another stupid question, I'll kick yer ugly face in."
"Wol..." he went silent.
"Wol, WHAT, dullard?"
"I... Um..."
He grabbed 2D's shirt, "You whot?!"
"I just... I fink... I... Um... Wol..." he cringed.
BAM.
"I'm sorry!"
WHAM.
"I didn't..." 2D's nose started to bleed.
SMACK.
"Murdoc!"
BLAM.
His lip busted.
"I ain't queer! Got it?!" Another blow to the bruised boy's face.
"I'm sorry!" he cried.
"You're gonna be!" he grabbed 2D's chin, digging his thumb-nail into his bleeding lip.
"Muds..." he squeeled, "Please stop!"
PUNCH.
"I didn't mean to make you mad! I swear!"
BAMBAMBAM.
2D was crying, his puffy eyes full of blood and tears.
"You had enough?!"
"YES! YES!"
"You better beg me to stop if you want me to stop." he continued to hit him.
"PLEASE! PLEASE! I'M BEGGIN' YOU! PLEASE!"
"Awright." he put his fists down. "I'll stop."
"Fank you..." he looked down.
"You crying?" he sneered.
He sniffed quickly, wiping his face. "N-no."
"Ya sure?" he came closer. "I see tears."
"I wa'n't cryin'... Really!"
"Whot's this?" he wiped off a tear, scraping 2D's face with a sharp, bloodied nail.
2D cringed. "I'm sorry!" his hands came up to defend himself, "Please don't do it again!"
"I won't." his long tongue flicked out as he said those words. "It ain't yer fault yer a wimp. Ya just like a gurl."
"... Would you... H-hit a gurl... Murdoc?"
"Naw."
"Then... Muds?"
"Whot?"
"I... Um... If I'm like a g-gurl... Then... Why... Why would ya 'it me?"
He paused for a moment.
"I-I mean... Ya don' 'it gurls... Do ya... M-Murdoc?"
He gritted his teeth. "Ya wanna be treated like a gurl, 2D?"
"Whot?"
"Ya can't have it both ways."
"But... B-but you do..."
He growled, "YOU make a choice."
"Um... If you treat me like a gurl... Ya won't beat me?"
"Sure." his response seemed to have another type of meaning to it.
2D didn't care. If he would stop getting beat up all the time... It really didn't matter to him.
"You okay with bein' treated like a gurl?"
"Yes! Yes!"
"Are you sure?"
"Oh, yes!"
"Alright, then." Murdoc walked out of the room.
2D sat there with a confused, yet relieved expression.

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The next morning, Russel and Noodle were at the table for breakfast. 2D and Murdoc always took forever to get up.
2D was usually first...
Murdoc second.
Nothing really changed.
2D came to the table. He sat down.
Russel and Noodle both looked at 2D.
"Damn, D... Did you and Murdoc have another fight? Ya gotta stop letting him do that to you, man..."
"I's okay... I'm fine..."
"No. It's not."
Well, it wasn't. He had bruises all over his face, including two black eyes. And scabs galore. His lip was still slightly open.
"What was it THIS time?"
2D blushed, gulping, "Erm... Nofin' really..."
"Are you sure? I mean, that hurts ME. Seriously."
"Really... It's nofink. I promise."
Russel shook his head.
That's when Murdoc came in.
"Good morning, Murdoc!" 2D seemed to be the only one to want to greet him.
Murdoc grumbled, walking over to the table. He raised his hand over 2D's head.
2D winced, Murdoc wasn't gonna hit him again, was he?
Murdoc's hand came down softly, ruffling 2D's messy hair.
There was a look of utter confusion over Russel's face.
2D smiled. Maybe Murdoc was telling the truth last night...
Russel quirked a brow at Murdoc.
Noodle kept her calm expression. She never got fazed.

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2D sat in his room, playing a little music on one of his keyboards... "Mmm..." he had started coming up with a new song. It eventually started playing itself. He smiled, closing his eyes. The music was so beautiful. So peaceful. He immersed himself in the melody.
The door opened.
The once beautiful music turned into a discordant jolt as 2D's eyes widened,  "M-Murdoc!"
"...'Ello, 2D." he walked over to 2D, sitting next to him.
"H-hey..."
"No need to stop... That was nice."
"Nice?"
"Yes." he purred. "It was lovely."
He blushed. "Um..."
"Don't be embarassed." he touched 2D's face.
"I-I'm not..." he straightened up.
"Then... Play."
2D scratched his head; what was Murdoc... Oh right... 2D was getting the 'gurl' treatment, now. This was nice. He put his fingers back down on the keys, trying to remember where he'd left off. The music was lovely.
Once 2D had finished playing, Murdoc smiled. "That was good." he put an arm around 2D's waist. He had an evil-looking smirk over his face.
2D stared. Was Murdoc coming onto him? That was a definate 'What the hell?' moment. 2D didn't really mind. It was something he'd gone through in his head many times. He did like Murdoc. He loved him. And... Maybe... This was... His chance...
"WHOT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
When 2D had came back to reality, he found himself kissing Murdoc. Not really something that bothered him. But... It seemed to bother Murdoc for some reason...
Murdoc spat on the floor, "Pleh pleh! That's bludy disgusting! WHOT THE BLUDY 'ELL?!"
"B-but..."
"Whot did I tell you about that, 2D?! I AIN'T FUCKING QUEER!" he raised his hand to hit him.
"BUTYOUSAIDYOUWOULDTREATMELIKEAGURL!" he said just before Murdoc could punch him.
"..." Murdoc sighed. "I was only doing this to see how you'd react. I wasn't... Satan... I just wanted you to give up... I really... That was gross. Don't do it again. I swear."
"But... You were comin' onto me... And..."
"I wasn't trying to... Jeeez... I shouldv'e known you'd screw this up somehow... Forget it, 2D. Just forget it." Murdoc walked out in a huff.

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Why the hell did 2D have to ruin everything?
It was only supposed to be a joke...
But the more Murdoc thought about it, the more he realized that the plan was doomed from the start.
Damn.
He should've seen it coming...
Oh well...
...
...
...
Stupid little faggot...
...
This made Murdoc think...
What did he really think about 2D?
Did he like him?
He shook his head.
HELL
NO.
He did NOT like 2D.
Especially in THAT way.
...
Yet
...
His thoughts started overtaking his mind, circling around like some sick carnival ride.
2D wasn't that bad looking...
He was really kinda hot.
He DID act and look like a girl...
Almost sounded like one, too.
NO!
MURDOC WAS NOT GAY!
He didn't...
Well...
Maybe...
...
...
...
...
...
He'd show that stupid little freak...

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"H-hey... Noodle..."
"Yes, 2D-san?"
"I... Um... Want to talk to you."
"Okay... What about?"
"Remember... When I told you... About how... I... Uh... Erm... Kinda like... Ah... Murdoc...?"
She smiled and nodded, "Yes."
"Wol... I fink he likes me back."
"Whaaat?!"
"Yes." he grinned.
"That's great, 2D!"
"He's beink shy, fough..."
"Oh, I'm sure that'll pass." she smiled again.
2D kind of giggled.
Noodle giggled along with him.
Murdoc walked by.
They stopped as he passed the doorway, but bust out in a fit of laughter when he was gone.
Murdoc stopped. What was that damn 2D up to this time? He peered into the room listening closely.
"So, what happened?"
"Wol... I was playink my keyboard... And..." -Giggle-, "He came in..."
They both giggled some more.
"And I stopped playink, right? And he's all, 'No need to stop... That was nice.' and I'm like 'Oh my god!'"
"He said that to you?"
"Yes! And then he said, 'That was lovely.' and I'm finkink... 'He likes it!'"
"He actually gave you a complement! I'm surprised!"
"So I played some more... And he..." 2D blushed.
"He what? HE WHAT?"
More giggles.
"He put his arm around me..."
She gasped.
"We kissed!"
"Oh my gosh!"
...GiggleGiggle...
Murdoc's eyes were wide and filled with anger. What the fuck was 2D saying?! Didn't he... And... Murdoc sighed. It's that dumb brain of his... That stupid, dumb-ass, annoying little brain of his. Almost non-exsistant. Damn. He actually thinks... Murdoc could actually like him. Psh. Yeah, right.
Back to 2D... "And he's all sayink that he wa'n't serious... That he just wanted to see how I'd react... But I really fink 'e really likes me!"
"Aww..."
"Noodle...?"
"Yeah?"
"What do you fink... What you fink I should do... Ta... Ya know... Maybe get 'im ta not be so shy...?"
Murdoc tensed up.
"Hmm... Maybe... Well, it might take time... You might want to wait and see what he does..."
Murdoc breathed a sigh of relief.
"On the other hand..." she said, "Murdoc's always been the physical type... Maybe you should try kissing him again."
2D smiled, "Do ya fink that would work?"
"I sure do hope so, 2D-san."
Murdoc looked like his brain snapped. The only thing in his head was as follows, and I quote: $#%$#!%^#$%%^$%#^&%^%^*&(*($^^%%#$#@!!!
To add insult to injury, the following sentance spun 'round Murdoc's head for what seemed like forever after it was said: "We should tell Russel!"
"OK!" said 2D.
Murdoc stood there, not sure whether to scream, faint or run for his life. And at the last moment, he really couldn't choose. He fell to the floor with a loud WHUMP.
Noodle and 2D's laughter suddenly stopped as they walked out and saw the heap of what used to be their bassist.

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Murdoc woke up in the studio kitchen. He looked around, wondering what the hell happened...
"Hey, he's awake..." said Russel.
"Oh, good!" said Noodle.
2D looked over at Murdoc, smiling. "How're ya feelink, Muds?"
Murdoc didn't like those smiles plastered over everyone's faces... His eye twitched. "Whot the bludy HELL happened?"
"We don't really know... You fell outside of Noodle's room."
"Yeah... What 'appened, Murdoc?"
"NOTHING." he got up, glaring at eveyone in the room. "Why the fuck is everyone grinning like bludy idiots?"
Noodle rolled her eyes. She made a 'come on' motion with her head to Russel, "Let's go..."
"Alright."
They left.
Murdoc glared at 2D.
"How are ya feelink?"
"Pissed. Why the hell were ya tellin' all that shit to Noodle?! Yer makin' me look bad."
"Wol... I tell Noodle everyfink..."
"EVERYTHING?"
"Yes..." he giggled, "Even what happened the other night..."
"The other night...?"
"When ya were... Starin' at me..." he giggled again, "And ya..."
Murdoc, for once, and the only time in this story, blushed.
(The Real Murdoc: I DON'T FUCKING BLUSH, DAMMIT! STUPID FANGIRLS!
Me: STFU, Muds. It's only a fan-fic. I mean you no harm.
The Real Murdoc: And what is with this dumb-ass teenie-bopper music, anyways?! I mean, Good Charlotte?! Come on, man.
Me: Alright, Real Murdoc... That's it. You will me smited. *SmiteSmite* NO MAKING FUN OF MY MUSSSIIIICCCC!!! RAAAAH!
The Real Murdoc: AAAAHHH!!!
Me: Ha. Mine is an evil laugh. NOW DIE!
The Real Murdoc: Oh, dear Satan in hell!)
Anyways, Murdoc twitched, "You... Fucking... Told her... About that...?"
"Wol, yeh..."
"I don't fucking believe this..." he mumbled.
"There's nofink wrong, Murdoc... It's okay if ya like me..."
"I DON'T LIKE YOU!" he stormed out of the room.
2D smiled. Silly old Muds...

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"Whatcha doin', Murdoc?" 2D swung his legs back and forth, sitting in a chair next to his luvey. (OK, sorry about that, it was the first thing that came to mind. IT'S TOO FUCKING LATE, DAMMIT! I was like, 'Alright, Whale, what am I calling Murdoc this time?' ':D! LUVEY! ;3' 'WTF? Oh, alright.' 'Heeheehee... Luvey... Heeheehee... That's fuuuunny... I'm funny...' [Yes, I know I talk to myself too much. STFU, dammit.])
"None ya business."
"Oh, okay..."
Murdoc was writing. Writing music, specifically.
"Can I see?" he put a hand on Murdoc's arm, leaning over to look into the notebook.
"NO." he jerked away, snarling.
"Okaaay..."
"Stop using the goddamn girly voice. It's annoying."
"I'm not..."
"Just go away!" Murdoc left.
2D sat there, wondering why Murdoc was being so shy... Maybe... It was time for 2D to make a move...

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It was the next day.
Murdoc was in his Winnebago.
2D was in his room... No, wait... He was out of his room... In the carpark... No... He... Murdoc's Winnebago. He walked in unannounced, unusual for him, but he decided that it was time for his move. He decided... That if he could make the moves on fangirls... He could do it to Murdoc. Murdoc was a sleazy perv, anyways. Maybe 2D could steal a kiss. Or two... Or three... Or... He walked into Murdoc's bedroom.
Murdoc was... (OK, here's another 'Whale, what do I do next?' 'He should...') Humming. A little tune. (W.T.F.) "Hmm... Mmm..." It sort of sounded like a song by Rod Stewart. (XD) Da Ya Think I'm Sexy, maybe? (XDDD) (I am going to hate myself in the morning...)
"Murdoc?" 2D's voice was shakey, but at the same time, it sounded like he was trying to be assertive.
His mismatched eyes widened.
2D walked towards him.
"Whot the hell are you..."
He took Murdoc's shoulders.
Murdoc leaned away from him.
2D kissed him.
There was a sound of protest. Obvious, angry protest.
Murdoc pushed him away, "DAMMIT, 2D! I DON'T LIKE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"M-Muds..."
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WINNBAGO, 2D!"
"But..."
"GO!"
2D left. His almost healed eyes were starting to water. What if Murdoc really DIDN'T like him? What if... Oh, he felt like such an idiot...

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Murdoc sat there on his bed, fuming. Who the hell did 2D think he was? Just waltz right in there without knocking? And even have the balls to... Ha! Kiss him?
That boy was gonna get the beating of his young life.
Murdoc stomped over to 2D's room. He knocked on the door. Wait, why was he knocking?
"C-come in... Noodle..." 2D sniffed.
Noodle? What?
"I'ssokay..." he choked, "The door's open..."
Murdoc got a strange look over his face. Damn. That little bastard...
"Noods?"
Murdoc walked in.
2D stared at him as if he was a deer about to get run over by a spikey steam-roller.
"... Yer... Cryin'."
2D looked down, "Why're you in here?"
"I was about to beat the living shit outta you."
His dark eyes were full of fear. "You..."
"But I might not."
"Um..."
Murdoc sat next to 2D on his bed. What was he doing? Jeez, he wasn't gonna do something sentamental, was he? (HEY! Murdoc's [Kinda-sorta...] human, too! HE HAS EMOTIONS!) "You're annoying, ya know that?"
"Yeah... I know..." he sighed.
Murdoc took a deep breath. "You... Were actually... Crying... About... Me..." he cocked his head, "Why? Am I that important to you? Do you really like me that much? And you were gonna tell Noodle every li'l thing, " he came in close, "Weren't you?"
2D gulped. He looked like a scared rabbit.
"Well... From now on... YOU... Are sworn... To secrecy." he said this, leaning in to kiss the other man.
2D gladly took it, almost a little bit too eagerly. But it was okay.
Their kiss gradually got more fervid. They were leaned in as close as they could be. Their mouths were no longer two separate objects. They were as one. (You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals, so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel... Oh, sorry... I'm listening to The Bloodhound Gang... So show me yours, I'll show you mine... {OK, I'll shut up, now.})
Noodle, who was standing outside the door, listening to the entire conversation, smiled. She could sleep peacefully. She knew 2D would be alright.
2D was more than alright. He was doing awesome.
The kiss was better than any kiss either one of them had ever had in their lives.
With the mixture of Murdoc's supernaturally long tongue and the large gap between 2D's teeth, it was great. Kinda kinky. Especially with those sharp teeth. Every so often, 2D's tongue would brush across those knife-like teeth. It would send shivers down his spine every single time.
It was getting hot.
Very hot.
A bit too hot for some people who was a bit too prideful to go any further with someone who shares their gender.
The other, however, was eager to, and was leaning back a little.
Murdoc found himself leaning forward, but then, it hit him: This was 2-fucking-D. Not some chick. That was junk down there. Not pussy. He had a man chest. Not boobs. (I think boob is a stupid word.)
Murdoc pulled away.
2D stared up ay him.
"I ain't gonna do this with ya, 2D."
His face quickly gained a frown.
"I'm... Not... NOT... Gay... Alright?"
2D looked down.
Murdoc went to leave...
"...Muds?"
"Whot?"
"Why can't ya?"
"I ain't queer."
"... But... Ya don't hafta fink of it like that... We can pretend it never 'appened... And... I won't tell no one, I swea'. And... And..."
"Awright... But here's the deal... Ya don't tell no one... And... If I don't like this... We're NOT doin' it again. Okay? And don't you try comin' onto me, okay? Cuz I'll punch ya ta kingdom come."
2D nodded.
"Awright..." he leaned in to kiss him again.
They kissed for a short while before there was another interruption from Murdoc.
"Wol... If we're gonna... Ya know... Sleep together... Whut um... I ain't suckin' anything, got it?"
"Yeh..."
"I mean... If uh... We gotta..."
"Lubricant." 2D helped him along.
"Yes. That stuff." he sighed, "Why is this so much easier for you than it is for me?"
"..." he looked down, "Wol... I guess I've been finkink about it for a li'l while, now... And... I uh..."
"Ya whut?"
He blushed, "I've... Ya know... Thought about whut might 'appen if..."
Blank stare.
"If... Um... We ever did... Somefink..."
"Right. And...?"
"And..."
"Did ya 'ave a li'l plan or somthin'?"
"Well... Kinda... Sorta... Yeh..."
"Wol, 'ow does it go?"
"Um... Wol... I know ya don't really like ta..."
"Ta whut?"
"Ya don't really take... Um... Showers... That often..."
He made a face. "Of course I do! I mean, the ladies love it... Ya know?"
He smiled, "Yeh, I do."
"But anyways... So... You want US... Ta... Shower... T-together?"
2D nodded.
Murdoc sighed, "Wol..."
"... Only if ya want ta, Muds."
"Wol... It'll hafta do, anyway... Let's go before I change my mind."
"Okay..."

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2D's clothes dropped first.
Murdoc was a little slower. Which was strange. It made HIM feel strange that 2D was being less awkward about something than Murdoc was. SEX! This was sex that Murdoc was being hesitant about! 2D was doing better than him... And... SEX! This would NOT do. He looked over at 2D. "'Ey..."
"Whot?"
"Come 'ere."
2D did as he was told, now, feeling a little awkward that Murdoc was clothed and he was completely naked. But this would soon change.
"Take off my clothes."
His eyes did a kind of 'wow'. He smiled, though. He stared for a moment before taking hold of Murdoc's shirt, pulling it over his head. His hands then came down to the buton on his jeans. He looked up, as if he was asking for permission.
Murdoc quirked a brow in a 'what are you waiting for, dullard?' kind of way.
2D looked back down at what he was doing. He unbuttoned and unzipped them, pulling them down along with his undergarments.(I can't think of a better word for them, dammit! Underwear... Knickers... They're all so stupid! Why the hell do we give things like that such stupid names? I mean, that's not all! I mean, come on, think about all the strange names we give our butts! Even THAT is a weird name! Bum, ass, tush, rump, rear-end... AND BOOB! I HATE THAT WORD! And tits is just creepy! %^$#@$%^&!!! Sorry, I had to rant.)
So, while I was ranting, here's what happened.
Once they were both fully undressed, they stood there for a moment in silence. But only for a moment. After that moment, Murdoc roughly pushed 2D into the shower and against the wall. He turned on the hot water and put his arms around him. He began to kiss him, his whole body pressed against the skinnier man. Their bodies rubbed against one another quickly. There were sounds of heavy breathing and moans. At one point, it looked like they were trying to devour eachother alive. Legs, mouth and arms wrapped around one another, intertwined as one person... Almost.
Murdoc pushed 2D onto the floor of the shower, straddling him. He looked down at him sadistically. His hands were pressing down on 2D's chest harshly. "So, 2D..." his voice was a low growl, "What happens next... In yer li'l... Fantasy?"
"..." he stared up at Murdoc, breathing uneasy and voice hushed, "Do me."
Murdoc smirked. Well, he asked for it... That's what he was gonna get. He pulled back a little, reaching up for a bottle. He used the liquid as a lube and slowly put himself inside of 2D.
2D gasped as he was entered.
Murdoc leaned down and began licking at 2D's chest, starting a pace of up and down, in and out, kind of slowly at first, but gaining speed rapidly. He kissed him on the mouth, biting his lower lip.
Well, 2D had wondered what he'd look like with a lip piercing... Or 6, or 7, or so... He cried out from the pain and pleasure that was emanating though his whole body. It was like he'd never felt so good in his whole life... Most of the time, he hated getting bruised by Murdoc... But... This kind of bruise... Was... Such a totally different matter... His body being pounded against the hard tile floor, again and again... Over... And... Over... All the times he thought about... Murdoc... And him... He never even fathomed that... He would feel so... Wonderful... When it finally happened. And at the same time, he almost couldn't believe that it WAS happening. It was like... A beautiful dream, or something... If this was a dream... He'd never want to wake up. (Cliche fan-fic line.) So much better than the nightmares that tormented him all the time... But... If this was real... He might not ever want to go to sleep again... Just for this... Just to be with him every minute... Every second... Every micro-second... All the time... To be with Murdoc... Was... Such a... Such a... Damn. Can't really think of a way to descibe it. Naturally, it's hard to think about or concentrate on ANYTHING when you're getting some from the person you've loved and lusted after for years. Of course.
When they finally reached climax, they lied down for a while, just listening to the sound of their heartbeats. Their hearts were going so fast. Hearing that, together with their breath, the water and the echoes of all the sounds bouncing off the walls, was like hearing music. Beautiful music.
Murdoc started to fall asleep.
2D smiled a little and poked him.
"Huh?"
"Ya can't sleep in 'ere, Murdoc..."
"Oh, yeah, right..." he didn't really get up, he just turned his head over on 2D's chest and fell back asleep.
2D sighed. He poked him again.
"WHOT?"
"Do ya need me ta carry ya ta bed, Muds?"
"You can't do that..." he laughed lazily.
"Yeh... But it was worth the try, right?"
Murdoc rolled his eyes, chuckling, "I'll carry ya ta bed..."
"Fanks, Murdoc... Yer the best..." he put his tiny arms around Murdoc as they both got up off the floor. Once Murdoc was standing, 2D put his legs around him.
Murdoc turned the water off and walked out. He didn't really seem to care that his and 2D's clothes were strewn all over the bathroom, he didn't really seem to care that he was walking around naked, much less, with 2D, also naked, clinging to him, and he really didn't seem to care that anyone could see them both going into 2D's room together and not coming out 'till the next morning. It really didn't matter. Everything else in the world was absolute rubbish. When they layed down next to eachother, 2D snuggled up to him, hugging him. For the warmth... And...
Murdoc put arms around 2D. Ya know... 2D's bed was a lot more comfortable than Murdoc's... He must just keep it. He smiled as he drifted off.

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Murdoc woke up first, blinking a couple of times before he was fully aware of his surroundings. At first, before he had woke up, the first thoughts going through his mind were: Why am I in 2D's room? Why am I naked? Why is HE naked? Why... Oh right... He smirked, he remembered. But then... Something hit him; he'd been through this many times, waking up next to someone different every morning... It wasn't TOO different that he was a guy... That wasn't the big issue... The issue was that... All the girls he'd slept with... Would be gone before first meal. 2D... Was there to stay. He'd need to think about this... What the hell was he going to do?! He really hadn't had someone more than once since Paula. (Cliche Paula ref! XP) Now THAT was a sore subject. Say that name, and anyone in the room would smite you. Either way, Paula is history. But... 2D... Is definately not going anywhere. And if he did... There would be no more Gorillaz. Their band WOULD be dead. He couldn't just tell him to shove off, ya know? The premonition of their band ending would be true! He would NOT have THAT! And besides, it wasn't like it was the end of the world to have conversation with someone he'd slept with... But... This wasn't conversation... This was his life. BOTH of their lives. He had just totally screwed with both 2D's life and his own. What was he thinking? He wasn't. He just...
2D yawned.
Murdoc's eyes widened.
"G'Mornin', Muds..." his grip on Murdoc tightened, then let go. He looked up the older man, smiling. That cute little gap in his teeth made him look so adorable.
Murdoc looked down at him, "... Mornin', 2D..."
2D sat up, "Are ya okay, Muds?"
He sighed, "Yeah..."
"Ya sure?"
"Don't pry, you little neck-pain." he mussed 2D's hair.
"Okay..." he smiled, leaning up like a puppy being pet by his owner.
Then, he heard his cell phone go 'BEEP BEEP BEEP!'
"Who'd be sendin' ya a message this early?"
"It's after noon, Murdoc!"
"I know!"
2D rolled his eyes and picked up the phone to check the message. It was from Noodle. 2D smiled, reading the little note and quickly replying.
"Whut is it?"
"Oh... Nofink..."
"Oh, really?"
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
Beepdeebeepbeepbeepbeep SEND.
"Who the hell are you texting?"
"If you must know... I's Noodle."
"Yer not tellin' 'er..."
"Nope! I tol' 'er I was sworn to secrecy."
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
Murdoc slapped his forehead, "Ya might as well have told her that we dressed up in frills and sucked eachother's dicks."
2D giggled, "Yer funny, Muds." he replied to another message.

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Noodle: 2D, are you awake?
2D: Yah.
Noodle: So, what happened?
2D: I am sworn to secrecy. ;3
Noodle: Really?
2D: And it's a real secret-secret. I can't tell ya nothing.
Noodle: OK. Can I guess?
2D: Do ya have to?
Noodle: I'm pretty sure I know.
2D: That's cuz you're smart. See you at lunch! :)

Part Two.

"Why the bludy 'ell do ya gotta tell Noodle every fuckin' li'l thing, huh?"
2D put his phone down on the nightstand. He shrugged.
"Oh, come on."
"Wol... She's... A close friend, ya know?"
"I see..."
2D was silent.
"So..."
"Yes?"
"Who else is a... 'Close friend' of yours, 2D?"
"Whot do ya mean?"
"Who else 'ave you been runnin' yer mouth off to?"
"Um... Wol... No one."
"Really?" he didn't sound convinced.
"Really! And why the 'ell does it matta' anyway?"
"You should know the answer to that, you dumb-arse."
"...OK..." he sighed.
There was another silence.
Then, Murdoc spoke.
"So, where've ya got yer cigs hidden this time?"
"Ah... I don't... Remember..."
Murdoc rolled his eyes. "Bludy idiot..."
"But I can look fer 'em!"
"Go ahead."
"OK..." he got up and walked to the middle of the room, standing there for a moment before remembering where he'd left them. He had that ever-too-cute dorky grin on his face. "I rememba!" he walked over to his chair and lifted a plastic bag. "I just bought new ones! Here they are!"
Murdoc had been staring. 2D was red and blue and black all over. His lip was mangled. His ass was really red. That HAD to hurt... Smirk.
"'Ere ya go, Muds!" 2D handed him a cig and a lighter.
Stare.
"Whot?"
Murdoc raised a brow.
"Muds?"
He was smirking once again. "Does it 'urt?"
"Do's whot 'urt?"
He made a halfway nod, looking over 2D's body.
2D blushed, "Kinda... Yeh..."
He lit up a cigarette, "'Ow much?"
"Wol... Kinda... A lot... Kinda... Yeh..."
"Mmm..." he sighed, smoke hissing out of his mouth. "Ya know..."
"Hm?"
"Ya ain't that bad... Fer a guy."
"Wol... I didn't fink you were that bad, either."
"Of course I'm not." Murdoc scoffed, "I'm the best there is."
He smiled, "Yeh..."
More silence.
...
...
...
"It was a li'l weird, fough."
"Huh?"
"I mean... It was... Diff'rent..."
"Oh, yeh, yeh..."
"... Muds?"
"Whot?"
"On a... On a scale from... From... 1 to 10... Wol... 'Ow good do ya fink I wus?" (Typical guy question. Had to add it. XD!)
He smirked, "Hmm... Feeling a little... Self-conscious, are we?"
2D blushed, "N-not really... Just..."
"I ain't ratin' you. I told ya that ya wasn't that bad, i'n't that good enough fer ya?"
"Wol..."
"And besides, i's not like ya did anything. All you really 'ad to do was lay there. I was the one doing all the work."
"Tha's not true..."
"Sure it is."
"But... I don't fink you understand..."
"Whot? Whot don't I understand? Huh?"
"Just cos ya was on top don't mean I di'n't do nofink. I's not really that easy ta..."
"Ta whot?"
"Wol... I's not... Really that easy to... Take it... Ya know? It really does 'urt... A lot... And... 'Specially since..." he went quiet.
"Especially since whot?"
"Wol... I'm kinda... Wol... I was a... Kinda..." he hesitated, "A... Um... Virgin... Ya know?"
"Are you kiddin' me? You've neva gone ta bed with a man before?"
2D shook his head.
"Yer jokin', right?" he laughed, "A queer like you 'as neva gotten it on with a guy before? That's a laugh!"
"Really!"
"Whateva, 2D..."
"Muh-doc... Ya want proof?"
"Whut?"
He crawled onto the bed. "Look." He spred his legs.
Flinch. "That's nasty." he poked at the red, de-virginized hole.
He gasped. "Ow! Don't do that!"
"Why?"
"Cuz it 'urts! It 'urts really bad, dammit!"
"Owright, owright, fine... Ya wanna cig?"
"Ah... No."
"Okay... Right..." he said, "How's that lip doin', anyway?"
"I's... OK..."
"Are ya sure?"
"Y-yeh..."
Murdoc leaned over to kiss 2D. No, not to be loving. It was more of a 'How hard will he flinch' kind of thing.
"O-oww!!!" 2D pulled away quickly.
"Does it 'urt that bad, huh?"
"Yes!"
"Mmm..." a sadistic smile was over Murdoc's face.
2D looked down, holding his hands over his mouth.
Murdoc leaned over towards 2D, nudging his face with his nose and then licking his cheek.
2D took this well. He smiled.
His tongue then came over and took his lips. He pulled 2D's face towards himself, kissing him roughly.
There was a muffled squeal.
He sucked at and bit the sores on 2D's mouth.
He tried to push Murdoc away, put his attempts were futile.
"Does this 'urt?" he said, his lips still pressed against the other man's. (Once a sadistic bastard, always a sadistic bastard.)
"Mmph!" he kept trying to push Murdoc off. But it didn't work.
"'Ow 'bout this?" he put a finger in his mouth and took it out. It traveled down to the lower half of 2D's body. He chuckled as he stuck his finger out, heading for what was a very sensitive spot.
Gasp.
Murdoc shoved his finger inside of 2D, as forcefully as he could.
There was a muffled yelp.
Haha. Power. This could be quite an asset. He knew that controlling 2D wasn't too difficult... But this... Would make it ten times easier. And, hey, Murdoc could also get some real, heh, pleasure out of this. It was perfect.
2D had run out of strength trying to push Murdoc away. Now, he was just trying to pull the finger out. Just make it stop. He knew that it was too good to be true. But why didn't he think of it earlier? He should have known that Murdoc couldn't ACTUALLY like him. Damn. This was all just a sick game to him. It was the kind of game that would be great for the player... But horrible for the target. And that's how it goes, right? He'd never really get the better of Muds. It was, is, and always will be, a losing battle.
Murdoc broke off from the kiss, only to say, "'Ow 'bout another go, 2D?"
His eyes were wide. He wasn't gonna... Was he?
He was. He took out his finger for a moment, only to replace it with two. Two became three. Three became...
"Murdoc... Please... Don't do any more... I'll do anyfink... I promise!" with every word, blood trickled from his lip.
"Naw... I'm having fun with this, D." he smirked, "Let's see... 'Ow much we can stick in ya, huh?"
"Please don't..."
Three became four... Shove... Four became...
Blood.
Fingers moving around...
Squeal.
"Shut up." Four soon became five. Five... Eventually... ... ... Became...
... ... ... ...
... ... ... ...
... ... ... ...
A fist.
Yelling, kicking, screaming... Whimper...
"'Ow does that feel, eh?"
Crying.
"Whot 'bout this?" he made a rough thrust with his arm.
SCREAM.
"Heh..."

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"Russel?"
"Yes?"
"That... Doesn't sound... Right to me..."
"Oh, they're probably just gettin' rough or somethin'..."
"That's not what it sounds like."
Russel sighed, "OK, let's go out to the carpark..."

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"Stop... Pleeeaase..." 2D's voice had been reduced to a small cry.
"Had enough?"
Tears were streaming down his face. "Pleeaasse..." he choked.
"Owright... Wol, then... I want ya ta give me somethin'."
"Whot? Anyfink! I'll do anyfink!"
"Blow me."
"O-O-OK... I-is that all?"
"2D... 'Ow..." he smirked, "... Flexible are you?"
"M-Murdoc..."
He shoved 2D's face down onto his crotch; a very uncomfortalbe position.
2D's back cracked as his body was forced into a painful fetal position. He didn't seem to have much choice but to go with it. It really couldn't get much worse...
Until Murdoc started making hard shoves with his fist. It would make 2D squeal. The vibrations made it all that more fun.

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"Well... It's gotten quiet in there..." Russel said.
"Yes... It has... But... I'm still a little worried..."
They listened against the door.
Faintly heard was...
"Come on!"
"MMPH!"
"Now yer not even trying!" SMACK.
"Mnnnph..."
There were rythmic sounds of small screams and groans.
And then...
A few loud squeals followed by a long satisfied groan.
Murdoc pulled himself out of both of the openings he had been occupying.
There was a whimper from 2D as the hand came out.
"Why don't you rest a while, 2D... And... I'll be back later..." he leaned over and kissed 2D's mouth. "And by the way..." Another kiss, "Yer a 10..." he chuckled.
The door opened.
Murdoc walked out. Blood all over his arm.
"Murdoc?"
No reply. He just went for his Winnebago.
Russel and Noodle looked at eachother. Something was DEFINATELY not right...
"2D-san?"
2D was sprawled out on his bed, bleeding profusely. His vision was getting a little fuzzy... And his hearing... Was... Like... He was underwater... Or... Something... (Author note: It IS possible to get raped to death. That's a message to all you stupid sadistic rapists out there. And Murdoc! MURDOC?! Are you listening?! LISTEN TO ME! LISTEN, DAMMIT! FWAAAAAAAA!!! *Attack Attack*
Murdoc: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
Me: Rawr! I git mah uber awesome author powerez on yooooooou!
Murdoc: Aaahhh... *Bleh*
Me: CHA! PWNED! *Victory Dance*)
"D! What did he do to you, man?!"
Noodle and Russel had ran over to the bed.
"2D-SAN!!!"
"That bastard..." Russel cracked his knuckles.
"Russel! No! We need to get help for 2D first!"
"You're right... Get the phone."
"I'm... Oka... Okay... You... D... Don't... Need ta... Ta do... Nofink... I-I'll be... OK..."
"Yes. We need an ambulance. Quickly! Yes. My friend has been assaulted! He's bleeding everywhere! ... No! He's been raped! Yes, he! Just get someone over here! Yes, I know who did it! Yes, he is! Are you sending somebody yet?!"
"I... Wa... Wasn't... R-raped... "
"Get here quickly!" Noodle hung up the phone. "They're sending some people people out..."
"Well, they're gonna need two strechers... Cuz I'mma kick that muther fucker's ass." Russel stormed out into the carpark.
But it was too late.
Murdoc wasn't there.
His Winnie wasn't there.
He must have left.
"Damn."
"RUSSEL!!!"
"What?!"
"I think he passed out!"
"WHAT?!" He ran back to 2D's room.
"2D-SAAAN! WAKE UUUPP!"
"I'll wait outside for the ambulance."
"OK..."

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(2D has a knack for ending up in the hospital... ><... For those of you who read that very first story I wrote [NOT on Deviant Art] you know what I'm talking about. Jeeez. ... >> ... Angst machine...)

"I wa'n't raped."
"Oh?"
"Yeh... Uh... See, here's the fing: we got a little out of hand... 'E wa'n't tryink ta 'urt me."
"So, where is he now?"
A pause. "... 'E 'ad somewhere ta go..."
"Did he know what kind of condition he had left you in?"
"I don't fink so... 'E... Likes... Ta be rough, ya know? He didn't fink it was that bad, right? And 'e had somefink ta do... I said I'd be okay... So, 'e left. I didn't know I would end up 'ere..."
"Does he always abuse you like this?"
"Abuse? Me? 'E don't abuse me." All a bunch of lies, and 2D knew it. "'E just... Wol... I guess I could tell 'im ta tone it down a little... I suppose..."
"What about your lip?"
"My lip? Wol... 'E's got really sharp teef, ya know?" Well, that one was true...
"Really?"
"Can I call 'im?"
"You've been in the hospital on many occasions, isn't that right, Mr. Pot?"
"I'm a li'l ac-ci-dent prone."
"Are you, now?"
2D nodded.
"Well... This... 'Murdoc' character... Doesn't really seem like he's that reputable of a person. I mean, he has quite an extensive criminal record."
"I know... But... It's really... Okay. Trust me. I'd be nofink wiffout 'im. He's not really... That bad of a guy..."
"We hear that a lot from people in abusive relationships."
"I'm not in an abusive relationship. I... L-like it..." What was he doing? He's not a masochist! This was getting out of hand... But... If it meant getting Murdoc out of trouble... Well, he could keep lying out of the gap in his teeth for hours. "It's... K-kinky."
"Is it, now?"
"Yeh... I'm just a little... Ya know... Embarassed... Ta... Talk 'bout it..."
"So you're saying... That you and Murdoc... Have an S and M relationship?"
"... Yes. I just haven't... Told anyone about it."
"I see. Well, we do need to get him in here for questioning."
"Okay..."
Then... 2D's cell phone rang.
"'E-ello?"
"Where tha 'ell are you, face-ache?!"
"I'm... In the 'ospital, Murdoc..."
"In the whot?!"
"Wol... I fink... Ya were... A little too tough on me..."
"DAMMIT!"
"I's not as bad as all that, Muds..."
"Now the fuckin' cops are gonna be all over my ass! I ain't goin' ta prison again, ya hear me?!"
"No... Just come up 'ere... They wanna talk to you..."
"SHIT! Whot did you tell them, 2D?!!"
"I told them about our... S and M... Relationship..."
"S and... Whot?!"
"Yes."
"... Oh... So that's whot ya told 'em, eh?"
He sighed. "Yes."
"Owright. That was a good one, 2D. Anything else I should know?"
"I don't fink so. Just... Ah... No fistin' next time, right?"
"Oh. Ya told 'em that?"
"Yeh."
"Whot 'bout yer face?"
"Yeh, I told 'em about ya teef."
"Okay... Which 'ospital?"

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Murdoc had gotten good at talking his way out of things.
He was home free.
Whether this was a good thing... Or a bad thing... Was anybody's guess...
2D was getting out of the hospital...
Noodle, Russel... And yes, Murdoc, too... Were there to take him home.
"Noodle!" 2D hugged her.
"2D-san!"
"Well, D, you're out of the hospital... What do you wanna do?" asked Russel.
"Umm... I... Dunno." he shrugged.
"WE need to talk." said Murdoc.
"No, Muds, WE need to talk." Russel shot Murdoc a glare.
Noodle and Russel hadn't gotten a proper chance to talk with Murdoc in the past few days, what with the investigation... Visiting 2D in the hospital... They had no time.
So, what time better than now?
"N-no... Please... Russ... Don't 'urt 'im... I'ssokay... Really!"
"Are you trippin'? Do they still got you on that morphine, or somethin'? Cuz, really, man, you CAN'T be serious."
"Really!"
"What?"
"Please... Let's just... Go home..."
Noodle sighed. 2D was just WAY too obsessed with that jerk.
Russel sighed. Damn. What the hell was up with 2D, anyways? I mean, he likes Murdoc... But... He can't be serious...
Murdoc sighed. Good old 2D...

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"Murdoc..."
"2D..."
Deep breath. "... I 'ad ta get stitches, ya know? And that was just on my face."
"Ya woulda been fine. Ya didn't need a doctor."
"I passed out!"
"You pansy." Murdoc scoffed.
"I wus bleedink everywhere!"
"And?"
"Whot?"
"You've 'ad worse."
"No... I don't... Fink I 'ave."
"You've sucked it up all the other times... Whot the 'ell was wrong with ya this time?"
"Wol... I's not like... I mean... A lotta times... It was... Wol... Ya kinda hit a... Sore spot."
"Yeh?"
"Murdoc... Imagine... Gettin' cut up and then gettin' stuff shoved up yer arse... Like... A 'ole bunch of times... And then... Ya gotta do a favor... Fer tha guy who did it to ya... Gettin' cummed on in ya face... In ya eyes and shit... And gettin'... Left there... And yer like... In so much pain... Yer lite'rly seein' stars. And then... Shit goes all white and stuff... And ya can't see nofink... And then ya 'ear someone callin' an ambulance... And... Ya can't see who it is... But... Ya feel really embarassed, right? Cuz yer bleedin' all over tha place... And ya can't move... Next fing you know... Ya got dozens of nee'les stickin' in ya... And some bloke wavin' a bludy light in ya face... And ya already got a frickin' 'eadache... And 'e do'n't seem ta care... And then... And then! He's yellin' at the top of 'is bludy lungs, "HE'S AWAKE!" And yer surrounded by all these people... Who're cryin'... And shit... And all you know is that yer head and ass 'urt... And people are like... Huggin' ya and stuff."
"Ah..."
"And... It's a to'al spit in tha face... Cuz tha guy who did all that shit... Is... Somebo'y that... Yer... Like... Totally..." he took a deep breath... "Obsessed wiff... And... Whot makes it even worse..."
"Uh..."
"Is that... Just tha night before... He's makin' love to ya and shit... And the next day... 'E does all that... And so, yer sittin' there in tha 'ospital... And yer wonderin'... Where the hell did he go? Whot 'appened? And when it finally 'its ya what 'appened... Ya get so depressed... That... It's like... And... Like... Ya know... I... Damn... Why da ya 'ate me so much, Muds?!"
(Go 2D! [I think 2D should speak his mind more often. Murdoc talks too damn much.])
"Ah... Sod it." Murdoc walked out of the room.
2D's eyes widened. And twitched. He felt like pulling his hair out. Letting out some kind of frustration... Godammit, Murdoc...

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2D stormed over to Murdoc's Winnebago.
BAM BAM BAM!
"Ack! Whot?!"
"MURDOC!"
"2... D...?" What in the...
He marched in, an angry glare on his face.
"Whot do you want?"
BLAM!
"Aw, shit!!!" Murdoc held his hands to his nose that had just started bleeding due to a high-force impact. "Whot the 'ell?!"
"Muds! I'm gettink sick an' tired of you never listenink ta me! I always try to talk! And you never listen!"
"I..."
"I'M NOT FINISHED."
Murdoc was taken back.
"I want you to fuckin' listen ta me, Murdoc! I may not be as smart as you... But I do have a mind of my own, ya know! And... I'm always listenink ta you! You neva return tha favor! And... All you fink about is yourself! It's all you, you, you! Ya know whot, Murdoc?! You suck! I 'ate you!!!" he ran out angrily.
THAT went well.
"He... ... Hates... Me?"

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Ya think you're in love like it's a real, sure thing...

But every time you fall, you get yo ass in a sling...

You used to be strong, but now it's 'Ooh, baby, please...'

Cuz falling in love is so hard on the knees...

(Er... Aerosmith ref much?)



"And... And then... I tol' 'im I 'ated 'im... I di'n't mean it! And... 'E prob'ly 'ates me, now... And... I feel 'orrible!" 2D cried on Noodle's shoulder.
"Oh, 2D... I'm proud of you."
"Wh-whot?"
"2D-san... That's just what Murdoc needed to hear."
"He needed to 'ear... That I 'ated 'im?"
"Not exactly... He needed to hear you speak your mind. It might put things into perspective for him."
"But... I feel terrible..."
"Let's just wait... And see what happens... Okay?"
Sniffle... "Okay..."

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Hours passed.
Murdoc had apparently left.
It seemed like forever until he came back.
When he did... He wasn't alone.
He had a girl with him. Driving.
Because Murdoc was wasted.
The girl wasn't much better...
But at least she could tell where she was going.
When 2D heard the vehicle pull into the carpark, he ran out to see Murdoc...
But...
...
...
...
Damn.
Another hope...
Crushed.
His sadness...
Turned to anger.

...

How many times have you tried to pull one over on me?

...

Looking back at all the pain that you put me through

Why would I fall for a fool like you?

...

Basically, you're trying to take control of me

But you're not what I wanna be

...

(Another song ref... ZoeGirl... [I only like THAT song by them, so shut up.])

Well...
What better time than now to...
Sabotage.
He was so mad!
So, why not?
...
...
...
First...
He threw a bottle through the window.
Ran.
Hid.
...
Watched and listened.
"AAH!"
"Whot the 'ell?!"
"What was THAT?!!"
"Hang on, luv... I'll go... Check it out..." Murdoc stumbled out, looking around... Everything was so... Blurred... And... Funny... Well... Nothing out here...
Well, while Muds was out in the carpark...
2D had found some bugs... And put them in a jar...
His thought-out plan was in action.
He had worms... Beetles... Ants... And roaches. (EEW! *Shudder* [I know what it's like to wake up with one of those fuckers on my head. It's NOT pretty. ><])
He poured them inside the broken window.
"EEK! AAH!!! MURDOC!"
"Whot?!"
"EEWWW!"
2D hid again, smiling to himself.
Haha.
This was for all those times that Murdoc had screwed him over...
This time... Stuart... Was going all out.
Murdoc came back into his Winnebago... "ACK!"
"Murdooccc..."
"I'm sorry, luv... I didn't... I don't know where tha 'ell these bugs came from..."
"They're probably attracted to this awful stench! And... All this... STUFF! Just... Lying around..." she was getting her clothes back on...
"Aw, Sarah... Don't leave..." (Sorry to anyone named Sarah... It was the first name that came to mind... Hope I didn't upset anyone... ><)
"This place is disgusting!"
"W-we could go somewhere else... Ya know? Ah... We... Can... Uh..."
That's when a large snake fell into the window.
"AAH!"
"WHOT THE..."
"I'm going home! And you're NOT coming with me! You detestable wretch!" she slapped him and stormed out.
Well, that worked better than he had planned.
Heheh.
"Dammit! Why da chicks hafta be so fuckin' sensitive? I didn't do nothin'! Fuckin' bitch..." Murdoc slurred.
Stuart waited until Murdoc finally fell asleep.
It took a while, cuz Murdoc had to have some cigs and touch himself before he went to sleep.
Horny bastard.
Oh well...
Anyways...
He sneaked over to the Winnebago...
And...

...

...

The next morning...
Murdoc woke up...
Damn... Whadda fuckin' hangover...
And...
He sat up.
SMACK!
OW!
Who put that book there?
Yep, book.
There was a book hanging from the ceiling.
He grumbled...
That bitch must've done it, or something...
But, it wasn't until he'd scooted over on his bed when he realized... That there was a bowl of warm water... On the... Nightstand...
Aw, shit.

This made Stuart giggle.

Murdoc mumbled some obscenities as he walked to his bathroom.
He turned on the water in the shower and washed up a little bit.
When he got out, he looked into the mirror.
Someone had written 'Fucker' on his forehead.
In permanent marker.
He scrubbed at it with alcohol until his skin was red and raw.
It was still slightly visible.
Whoever did this was really gonna...
SPLAT!
A bucket of molasses poured on his head as he opened his door.
Another fucking mess.
...
It took him a long time to clean up.
And every time he thought he was done... Something else would happen.
By the time he was done... His Winnebago was cleaner than it had ever been.
He had a sore head, a snake bite, a bunch of scratches... And... On top of that... Someone had booby-trapped one of his chairs.
Well...
Now...
He had some blue balls to go with all the other colors on his body.
A nice little rainbow that used to Murdoc.
He went to get a beer...
Only to realize that it had been replaced with apple juice.
"AAAAGGGHHHHHHH!!!" he yelled, rampaging through Kong.
He was definately on a war-path.
<Insert angry Muds pic here>

------------

"What happened next?" Noodle asked.
"And then... Then... He sat on tha... Chair..."
The room was filled with laughter.
That's when they heard...
"GODDAMMIT!"
More laughing...
"He must've found the broken record." said Russel.
"Yeah, but wait until he finds out that it's not even really broke!"
See, after 2D had sabotaged Murdoc, he got Russel and Noodle into it.
They found a record, disguised it to look like Murdoc's favorite Black Sabbath record... And... Broke it.
Now, the original was just hidden away. (Sorry, but I am NOT breaking ANY Black Sabbath records.)
They also had taken all the strings off of Murdoc's bass guitars.
Once again...
They were not harmed...
Just...
Hidden.
They booby-trapped a bunch of doors they knew Murdoc would be walking through...
And some floorboards, too.
So, every couple minutes, they'd hear...
"AGH!"
"DAMMIT!"
"FUCK!"
"AAH!"
"SHIT!!!"
"Aw, man!"
When Murdoc made it to the studio kitchen door, Russel, Noodle and 2D waited for the last...
"OUCH!"
Then...
Murdoc walked in the room.
They all had red faces and tears in their eyes from laughing so much.
Murdoc just stared at them.
His hair was so mussed.
His face was just mangled-looking.
His clothes were ripped and dirty.
He glared. "Which one of you mother-fucking bastards did this? Cuz I'll shoot you."
"Jeez, Muds..." Russel laughed, "What's your problem?"
"MY PROBLEM?! MY PROBLEM IS THAT I'M SURROUNDED BY MORONS! WHO BROKE MY BLACK SABBATH?!"
"Your record?" asked 2D.
"Yes." he sighed, sounding exsasperated.
"I's right 'ere!" 2D held up the not-broke Black Sabbath record.
Twitch... "YOU-YOU... YOU BASTARD!"
"Whot?" he snickered, "I didn't do nofin'..."
"AND WHO THA 'ELL WRECKED MY WINNEBAGO?!"
Bursts of laughter.
"TALK TO ME, DAMMIT!"
"It wus me." 2D said, sounding unfazed.
Gutsy move from the blue-haired boy.
"... YOU ARE SO DEAD!!!" Murdoc yelled.
"Muds... Let's... Talk."

------------

"Do you know... Why I did whot I did, Muds?"
"No. And you have ten seconds to give me a reasonable answer before I snap that pretty li'l neck of yers."
"... Pay-back."
"Whot?"
"Payback."
"Fer whot?!"
"EVERYFINK!"
"Hmph."
"Yer a total bastard ta me... I fink... It's time I got a fair shot at ya."
Mumble... Grumble... Murdoc was a little too drained to say or do anything else.
"Anyway...  Do ya want a cig?"
"Mm... Yeh... Sure..."
"And... I have yer beer, too..."
"Give it 'ere."
2D smiled, handing it to him. "But, hey, at least yer Winnie's clean, now!"
"Don't get me started." he shook a finger at him.
"Okay..."
"I lost a really hot chick cos of that li'l stunt ya pulled last night."
"Oh, I know."
"Whot's yer problem, anyways?"
"Mm... I'm... Jealous."
"You fag."
"Fag? This is a fag," he picked up a cigarette, "Not me."
"You're so stupid..."
"Muh-doc... I can... Be... Just as good as any gurl..."
"Oh, really?"
"And... I'll always be 'ere, ya know?"
"Yeh..."
"I mean... And I don't cost nofink, eiffer." he giggled.
Murdoc made a face at that.
"And I won't get mad if yer messy... Or... If ya say somefink mean... Or... Even if ya smell funny. And ya don't gotta worry about me gettin' preg-na't, or gettin' PMS, eiffer."
He chuckled, "Yer really somethin' else, 2D."
"Wol... Yeah... And... So're you, Muds!"
"I dunno..."
"Come on... Whot else could ya ask fer?"
"Tits."
"... Wol... I..." 2D blushed.
"I'm kidding, you dullard."
"Oh. OK..."
"But, anyways... Hm..." he gritted his teeth, "So... Whaddya want, anyhow?"
"Whot do ya mean?"
"I ain't queer."
"Okay... Neiffer am I."
"Whot...?"
"Neiffer... Am... I..." he said kind of slowly... He winked.
"Oh... Oh... Right..."
"Nobody 'as ta know. And... I mean... On tour... We can... Get gurls... I guess..."
"Sure..." he took a drink of his beer and put out his cig.
"Really...?"
"Why not?"
2D smiled brightly.
"If you tell anyone... ANYONE... I will kill you."
"Whot 'bout..."
"ANYONE!"
"I fink Russ and Noodle already know..."
"Fine. Anyone BESIDES Russel and Noodle." he rolled his eyes.
"Okay!"
"You really are gay..."
"And that's awright wiff me..."
"I see..." he set down the beer bottle. "Well..." he put his arms around 2D, "Let's... Ah... Make this li'l deal of ours... Official, eh?" he smiled.
"Oh-okay..."
Murdoc put his hands down the scrawny one's jeans.
2D's heart beat fast. But... There was a voice in the back of his head... Reminding him of what happened before...
Murdoc had started groping him and licking the back of his neck.
"M-Muds..."
"Yes, 2D?" he didn't stop.
Deep breath... "D-do... You... L-luff me?"
"Sure I do, 2D... Sure I do..." the other hand started pulling up 2D's shirt.
He gulped, "Mu-Murdoc..."
"Eh?"
"Really."
He stopped.
"I want an honest answer... Please..."
"I'll think about it, for now."
"Muh-doc... I'd do anyfink for you... All I ask... Is... For... A li'l somefink back. Can you love me, Muds?"
He sighed, "You are such a pain in tha arse."
"I could make a comment on that, but I won't."
"... Why should I love you?"
"I fink I deserve it... And... I... Luff you, Muds."
"... You better not tell anyone. Not even Noodle, do ya 'ear me?"
2D's heart rose. "Okay!"
"Don't get too excited... I might take it back." he sneered.
"Okay... Okay... Sorry."
"Owright. Now, can we get back to this, or are ya gona interrupt me again?"
"Le's go."
"Okay, then." he unzipped 2D's pants, and went back to groping him. It was a lot easier, now that his jeans weren't in the way.
2D clinched his fists, grabbing at the sheets. He closed his eyes, breathing heavily. For now, everything was right in his world. He was happy. He sighed, smiling.
Murdoc pulled up his shirt with the other hand, rubbing against his chest. He then pulled off the rest of 2D's clothes, getting him completely naked. He pushed on 2D a little, getting him into more of a kneeling postition. He leaned down, licking and biting his lower back.
2D hissed a moan, gripping the sheets a little tighter.
Then, Murdoc's long tongue came down to the small opening where 2D's legs connected. It went inside.
There was a gasp from the younger man.
His tongue moved around, going in deeper and deeper. It started going in and out, stroking (Song ref not intended.>< [STFU, Sae.>>]) the inside wall of his anus. (<-- By the way, I don't like that word either. It's weird. Maybe I'm too picky.)
2D squirmed, feeling harder than ever, kind of wanting Murdoc to stop teasing him... And maybe... Start...
But he just kept licking at it, getting the hole as wet with saliva as possible. Once he thought he'd done good enough, he pulled his tongue out. He then raised his upper torso, so that his chest was against 2D's back. He had stopped groping him. His mouth came over to whisper in the other's ear. "You ready?"
"Y-yes... P-please..." his breathing was hard and shakey.
Murdoc smirked. He undid his own pants, pulling them down. He moved forward, nudging against his backside. "Relax..." he purred.
"O-oka-ay... S-sorry..." 2D's breath went sharp as he felt himself getting penetrated by the warm, hard flesh.
Murdoc started kissing the side of 2D's neck, sucking on it... Okay... And he did a little bit of biting...
2D was moaning and whining... Okay... And he did a little bit of screaming, too. Pleasured screaming, but screaming, none the less.

I really got it bad

I really got it bad

Tonight I really got it bad

I really got it bad

Tonight I really got it bad

But it still felt good, so good

Just to get it at all

And it's so ravishing

And I can't believe the way the stars are shooting through your hair

And it's just my luck tonight, I don't have anything to wear

We're so ravishing

...

(Bonnie Tyler)



Stay... Tuned...

(Because I may write more!)

Part Three.

"Are we there, yet?"
"No, 2D, and if you ask me that one more time..." Russ was exsasperated.
"Russel, don't be mean to 2D-san!"
"But he's asked me that same question, like, 50 times!"
"Actually... I'd say... Counting that time... It'd be 46."
"You were actually counting, Murdoc?!"
He shrugged.
"I'm bored..." 2D whined.
"Ya know, if YOU hadn't left your cell phone at Kong, we wouldn't be having this conversation."
"It's not MY fault!"
"It's YOUR cell phone! I thought you kept it in your pocket!"
"I'm wearin' Muds's jeans!"
"That's not MY fault! You coulda said something..."
"Bu-But... I did say somefink!"
"Yeah, after we'd been on the road for 3 hours!"
"But... IT'S NOT MY FAULT! If he'd 'ave woken me up when he said he would, I would've 'ad time to get it!"
"Always tryin' ta put the blame on me, eh?"
"Look, 2D... You were fine for those three hours, you'll be fine until we get to a hotel."
"But... That's because we 'ad our DVD playa... Until Murdoc stepped on it..."
"Oh, get over it."
"You just HAD to go get a beer in the middle of Monty Pyth'n And The Holy Grail, didn't you?"
"Come off it, you little fucker."
"But... It was just gettin' to tha killa rabbit! Tha's mah fav'rite part!"
"That's a lame part, anyway." Murdoc grumbled.
"No, i's not!!!"
"Will you both just shut up?! God! I WILL pull this vehicle over, you know!"
"And do whot, you bludy, fat bastard?"
"I'll smash your fuckin' face in with one of your precious bass guitars, Mur-doc."
"Russel! Murdoc! 2D! Stop fighting!"
"Sorry, Noodle." 2D hung his head.
"Hmph." Murdoc crossed his arms.
Russel grumbled and re-focused his full attention on the road.
"Muh-doc... I'm b-"
"Don't say it again 2D. Cuz I already know."
"But..."
"Whot do you wanna do?" Murdoc sighed.
"Uhhh... I... I dunno..."
"Jeez..."
"Uh... Um... 'Ow 'bout... Ahm... Uh..."
"Yes?"
"I forget."
"I see..."
"Aren't you bored, Murdoc?"
"Yeh... I guess... A li'l bit..."
"Whut do you wanna do?"
"Hmm..."
"We could..."
"Come to the back with me."
"Ah... Okay..."
Murdoc grabbed 2D's arm and dragged him to the end of their tour bus.
"Whot is it, Muds?"
 Murdoc sat on the floor. "'Ow bored are ya?"
"Really bored."
"Wol, then, make yourself useful. Come 'ere."
2D had a puzzled look on his face, but, did what Murdoc said, walking towards him.
"Come 'ere, come 'ere..." he held out his hand making a 'come hither' motion with his fingers.
"Whot is it?" 2D fell down on his butt with a whump.
"Choose a position."
He was even more confused, now. "Whot?"
"Come on, 2D... Do you seriously not know whot I'm saying?"
He shook his head.
"Lemme give ya some examples... There's... Missionary... Doggy-Style... 69... Ahh... There's..."
"Whot?! Oh... Wait? On tha bus?!"
"Of course! It's fun! And... A real... Ah-heh... Time-killer... Heh heh heh heh..." he chuckled. (I love Murdoc's laugh. :3)
"But... Won't it be... Messy...?"
"Sure it will! But WE don't hafta clean it up! We're celebrities!"
"But... Won't that mean that someone will find out?"
"Naw... We can totally tell them we brought 'ores with us. And besides... Worst comes to worst... You can just tell them you were masturbatin', or somthing."
"I'M NOT GONNA SAY THAT!" 2D's face went red.
"Wol, fine. I'll say I did it. There, ya 'appy?"
"Yeh... I guess..."
"Owright... So... Ya wanna fuck?"
"You make it sound so gross."
"Whoddya mean, 'gross'? It's sex! Whot are ya, four years old, or something?"
"No... But... We've... Been... Doin' it for... Like... A couple of... Monffs... And... You know I luff you... But... Ya neva say it back... I've asked ya a couple of times why... But... Ya neva give me an answer... I just... Do we... Do ya fink... We... Qualify as... A rela-tion-ship, yet?"
"2D..."
"Please... Just answer me... Please... Tell me... If you... Luff me..."
"It's not that easy."
"Whot's 'ard 'bout it?"
"Everything."
"But... We've known each uffer for... More than... Ten years... And... I just... I wish..."
"Why does it matter?"
"Do you 'ave ta ask that?"
"It shouldn't, I mean, come on."
"No... YOU come on. I... When ya 'ave a proper answer for me... I'll be in the front seat wiff Russel." he got up and headed for the front of the vehicle.
"Damn." why did this have to be so difficult?
Why was 2D so worked up over this whole... 'Love' thing?
At one point...
It seemed annoying to Murdoc.
But...
At another...
He felt a little...
Sad.
Sad to see the sorrow in 2D's black eyes.
Sad to see him get so upset.
Murdoc had numbed himself to feeling this way...
Until now.
So, why WAS he feeling like this now?
2D was SUCH a girl.
He was SO emotional.
But...
There was something in the back of Murdoc's mind...
That made him...
Want to...
Comfort...
2D...
What?
No, he didn't.
But...
He did.
And...
It made him sick to his stomach.
Maybe it was just butterflies.
But he shuttered at the thought of that.
It wasn't so easy to just...
Tell 2D that he loved him...
He'd made some hints at it before...
But never outrightly said it.
He couldn't.
In fact...
He couldn't remember the last time...
He'd actually said...
'I love you'



Take away...

Take away my eyes...

Sometimes I'd rather be blind...

Break a heart...

Break a heart of stone...

Open it up...

But don't you leave it alone...

Cuz that's all I got to give to you...

Believe me babe...

It ain't been used...

My heart's a virgin...

It ain't never been tried...

And you know...

I never cry...


(Alice Cooper)


"... 2D...?"
"Yes?"
"Can we... Talk?"
"Yes."
As they walked to the back of the bus, Murdoc was more pale than he'd ever been. His palms were sweating. And... Was he shaking? His belly was in knots.
"Whot is it, Murdoc?" 2D sounded unusually pissed. It was the same tone he'd used when he had been ranting at Murdoc those months ago.
"I'm... I'm... I'm..."
"Whot?"
"S-sorry..."
"Whot?!"
Murdoc hugged 2D. "I... I... L-love... You... 2-D... I really... Love... You... I'm sorry... For not telling you sooner..."
Was this another one of Murdoc's tricks? Had he been drinking? 2D was NOT about to take this at face value. Not after so many times of being burned. "'Ow do I know..." he pushed Murdoc away, "That... You're tellin' tha truf? That yer not just tryin' ta get in my pants?"
Murdoc was not sure what to say. He just wished... That there was some way... To convince...
"You've lied to me... So many times... "
"But I'm not lying this time!"
"I don't know that!"
"I l-love you..." Murdoc tried to hug 2D again.
"I don't fink I believe you."
"Fine."
"Fine, then." He pushed Murdoc away again and walked away.
DAMN IT ALL.
Didn't 2D know how hard it was to say that the FIRST time?
Of course, once he'd said it the first time...
It felt like...
The only thing he could really think or say...
And it just kept going around in his mind...
And...
He fell to the floor, crying.


My heart's a virgin...

It ain't never been tried...

And you know...

I never cry...


"Murdoc?" said a girl's voice.
"Whot? Whot?" he tried to wipe the tears off his face before Noodle could see them
Too late. "Were you... Crying?"
"Naw... Naw, of course not... Whot is it, luv?"
"Well... It would only be fair, Murdoc."
"Whut?"
"2D feels horrible. He just threw up. He's really upset."
"He did whot?"
"He's crying, too, Murdoc."
Why would 2D be so upset? Murdoc TRIED to tell 2D that he loved him...
But...
"Maybe you should talk to him."
"I was NOT crying."
"Nice try, but I could hear you." she walked away.
He sighed.
The grave he'd been digging himself in... Had just reached a new low.
As if his pride hadn't been hurt before...
This just...
It was not fair.
What was he gonna do?
He'd made 2D cry again.
He, himself, had been crying, too.
Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't cried in forever...
Maybe he was crazy...
Maybe...
He was just too...
Cold.
Emotionally dead.
Nothing really mattered all too much to him.
I mean, he had his wants and fears, but nothing more than avarage necessities.
For him, that meant...
Cigarettes...
Sex...
Alcohol...
Music...
This made up his life.
He loved being the center of attention.
If he was in a room, and all eyes were not on him...
He'd feel out of place.
He would do some pretty starnge things for attention...
But...
They sure as all hell worked.
However...
Crying...
Was NOT one of them.
He was Murdoc.
He was strong.
He never showed much fear...
Outwardly, anyways.
But he still had that part of him that hadn't had time to grow up.
Or maybe it was that he'd grown up too fast.
Either way...
His emotions...
Had reached a halt a LONG time ago.
He could get angry...
But it was mostly superficial.
He could be happy...
But how long did it really last?
He wasn't sure whether he'd actually loved anything...
Or anyone...
Since he was a child.
Same with being sad.
He had tought himself not to show sorrow at an early age.
It would be saying that he was weak if he did.
He leaned his head against the wall of the vehicle, closing his watery eyes.
Deep breath.
He could do this.
He knew how to deal.
Suck it up.
He didn't...
Need...
To...
Cry...
Not at all.
He made the decision right then and there.
He would absolutely NOT, and I mean NOT, let himself get emotional.
No tears.
No smiles.
No love.
No anger.
No feelings.
He didn't need it.
None of that stuff mattered.
He reached for a bottle...
And...

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"Murdoc... Wake up, man."
"Huh?"
"We're here."
"Where?"
"Come on, Muds... We're at the hotel."
"Oh, right..." Murdoc looked around... "How... Did I get here..." he was on a bed, laying down.
"You were asleep on the bus... 2D insisted on not trying to wake you up... So he carried you in, himself."
"Where is 'e?" Murdoc sat up.
"Wouldn't YOU like to know?"
"Whot's THAT supposed to mean?"
"Man... Him and Noodle went out... He had been waiting here for you to wake up for, like, three hours... He gave up, though..."
"Where did they go?"
"Ice cream."
"Ice cream...?"
"It was Noodle's idea. 2D was upset... So she said they should go get some ice cream to cheer him up. They had ME wait here for you to wake up. I'm supposed to call them when you wake up. Or..." he handed a phone to Murdoc, "YOU could call them."
"Do you know where they went?"
"I don't know! They just said they'd drive around 'till they found something."
"Awright..."
"It's Noodle's cell, OK?"
"Yeh..." he went to dial the number...
That's when the door opened.
"Uh... Dude... Is 2D okay?"
"Yes... Well... He got sick from too much ice cream. I tried to tell him... Oh, well... Go figure."
2D had his head hung. This changed a split second later when he put a hand over his mouth and ran to the bathroom to puke. (I just see 2D getting sick from too much sweets. Maybe I'm weird. >>)
"Again?!" Noodle ran into the bathroom with him.
"Damn..." Russel sighed, shaking his head.
Murdoc sighed as well, looking at the floor.
"This is YOUR fault, ya know."
"Whut?" Murdoc looked up at Russel.
"He's upset over you. Man, if you didn't have intentions to take care of him in the first place... You shouldn't have gotten into this."
"I didn't know he'd be like this!"
"Are you kidding me?! He's smitten over you, and everyone knows it!"
"Whot?"
"Damn, Muds, you'd think after all this time... You'd... Okay..." he sighed, "Are you blind?"
The sounds of 2D retching in the other room could be heard loudly.
Murdoc sighed.
"Get your priorities straight... Okay? You got yourself into this. Either find a safe way to get yourself out... Or... You're stuck with him."
"Damn." Murdoc grimaced.
2D slowly walked back into the room, being led by Noodle.
Noodle helped him onto a bed.
He sat there, looking, and feeling, really dizzy.
"Lay down, 2D-san. You need rest."
"O-okay..."
She looked over at Murdoc, gritting her teeth.
This was a total 'give-Murdoc-a-guilt-trip' day or something. He looked around nervously...
"M-Murdoc...?" it was 2D.
"... Yeh, 2D?"
"Can... Can ya come 'ere?"
"Sure... Sure..." he walked over to where the scrawny singer lay, his eyes looking back at Russel and Noodle, as if he half expected them to attack, or something. He sat on the bed next to 2D, now looking down at him. He thought he'd probably be yelled at, or maybe just recieve an angry word or two... Or maybe...
2D leaned up and hugged him.
Murdoc looked puzzled.
"I... Just wanted... Ta give you... A hug... Murdoc... Before I went ta... Sleep..." he nuzzled himself against Murdoc's side, feeling the warmth of his body heat through his shirt. It was nice... And soft...
"2-D..."
2D hugged him tighter.
Murdoc couldn't really think of anything to say. So, he hugged him back.
That was enough to make 2D's day. He fell asleep like that.
When Murdoc realized this, he sighed. He layed down next to 2D, still holding onto him.
That night, Murdoc was forced to stay there with his now prominent feelings.
He stared at 2D the whole night.
The more he stared...
The more things seemed to get blurry in his mind.
He wasn't really sure of anything...
His tummy hurt.
It was those damned butterflies again.
It felt more like wasps.
Zinging at everything they could.
2D didn't believe that Murdoc loved him.
It was understandable.
But...
All of Murdoc's emotions...
Seemed to be crashing down on him.
So much.
And it felt like...
They were all centered around one person.
And it wasn't himself.
Can ya guess?
The more he thought about it...
He started getting sad when 2D wasn't doing well...
He remembered getting so angry the other day when some bastard was giving 2D a dirty look, like he was ugly, or something.
It almost felt...
In a way...
Personal.
And when he heard 2D laugh...
He couldn't help but feeling pretty good, himself.
He wasn't so sure what was going on...
But...
It might not be so bad...
2D was such a nice person... (Most of the time... :| )
Even though he really wasn't that bright...
He was the cutest little thing on two boney legs.
It was really a win-win situation.
It did come with its responsiblities, though.
He had to come to grips with his inner feelings.
His scarred soul had been through too much. (No, I'm not trying to be an angsty poet. STFU, nOOb. ><)
Having these emotions...
Was like opening old wounds.
It was difficult.
But...
He'd get through it.
He'd be able to...
Then...
He heard 2D mumbling in his sleep.
...
...
...
He knew 2D had nightmares pretty often.
And he had gotten to the point where he could tell whether 2D was having one or not.
He knew, now, that 2D was having a bad dream.
He stroked his arm with one hand, and ran the other through his hair. Poor li'l thing.
2D's little arms clung to Murdoc as if for dear life.
Murdoc started to hear 2D getting upset, probably scared.
He knew this because whenever he was having a really bad nightmare, he'd whimper a lot and hold tightly onto Murdoc. He'd also realized that next... There would be cries... Then quieter whimpering... And...
Bed-wetting. (Sometimes)
He'd found that one out the hard way one night...
He already knew that it was something that 2D had problems with.
But he failed to put two-and-two together one night...
He was just amused seeing 2D squirm around in his sleep.
Of course, it doesn't need to be said what happened to him.
He was shocked, then angry.
He had woke 2D up quickly.
2D was so mortified.
After that incedint, Murdoc woke him up when he thought he was having a bad dream.
He took hold of 2D's arm, shaking it a little. "2D... Wake up... It's just a dream..." he whispered in his ear.
2D's eyes opened wide. He sat up quickly, gasping.
"It's okay, 2D... It was only a nightmare." he grabbed 2D's hand, pulling him back down.
2D looked over at Murdoc, frightened from the scary illusion.
Murdoc held his arms open. He was quickly embraced by the younger person. He kissed 2D's head. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah..." he whispered, his voice shakey.
"Don't worry... Okay?" he lifted 2D's chin, "It's not real. Nothin's gonna get you, alright?" he kissed 2D's lips. "If anybody tries... I'll shove a serrated knife up their bludy arse, okay?"
Coming from Murdoc... That was sweet. 2D smiled. "F-fank you, Muds..."
"Go back ta sleep, awright?" he kissed his cheek.
"Okay..." he clung to Murdoc, nuzzling against his chest.
Murdoc pet 2D's hair. "2D..."
He looked back up at him.
"I love you."
"Y-you..." 2D felt like he'd just won the lottery ten times over. The convertible and vacation, too.
"I love you, 2D. Now, go to sleep."
Go to sleep? How was he supposed to go back to sleep, now? He couldn't. "I... I dun want to."
"2D... If you're scared that somethin's gonna get ya... I got a dagga right over 'ere, okay?"
"Naw... I just... Wanna stay up... Wiff you."
"C'mon... Ya need yer sleep."
"So da you."
"Fair enough. Stay awake. I don't care."
"I luff you, Muds..." he snuggled against Murdoc again.
"Why?"
"Whot?" he looked back up at him.
"I've been a bastard to you for so long..."
"I forgive you!"
"It's that easy fer ya, huh?"
"Wol... Sure!"
"You're a li'l bit moody, ya know that?"
"So're you, Muds."
"Touché. When did you get to be so smart?"
"I get it from you, Murdoc."
"Of course ya do." he smiled.
"But I do get upset wiff you, sometimes."
"Oh, believe me, I know." he chuckled.
"Ya know... I'm sorry... Fer..."
"Don't be. It's all said and done."
"Why're ya bein' so nice ta me?"
"Why not?"
"Muds?"
"Don't get used to it." he smirked.
"Do you... Um... Really... Luff me?"
"2D... How else can I prove myself ta you?"
"Murdoc... Can..."
"Whot?"
"Can we... Are we... L-lovers? ... ... ... Hmm... That sounds a li'l queer, don't it?"
"In more ways than one, 2D... More ways than one..." he smiled, "But... Yeh... I guess we are."
"Will... Anyone... Ever... Know?"
"Maybe."
"Noodle and Russel?"
"... Hmm... Yeh... I guess..."
"Wol... As long as I know... I'm 'appy."
"Tha's good."
"Are ya... Still... Gonna... Um..."
"Whot?"
"... Girls?"
"Yes."
2D sighed.
"One thing at a time, okay?"
"O-okay..."

------------

"Check, check... 123... 'Ey... Turn up tha mike a li'l bit... Test, test... Okay... Tha's good."
Practice.
Murdoc and Noodle were tuning their guitars, playing a few riffs...
2D, who had just finished his mic check, was having a bottle of water.
...
When it finally came time to preform at the concert, they were all psyched and ready to go.
As usual, they gave an awesome show.
And they knew it.
The fans knew it, too.
So, of course, there were groupies lined up for a chance at any, or all, of the guys.
There were some people after Noodle, but, as anyone could've guessed, she was NOT amused.
Murdoc went back to the hotel with two girls.
2D had one, but only so he could -try to- keep his mind off of Murdoc.
Didn't work.
It was kind of embarassing.
The girl was satisified.
Twice.
Three times.
He got no pleasure.
And she knew it.
"What's wrong, honey?"
"Nofin'... I'm... Just... Tired..."
"Okay..."
...
And...
Who coulda known that...
Murdoc...
Was having the same problem.
He, however, got made fun of for it.
He sent the little cunts out.
Make fun of HIM, will they?
Bitches.
Ass-holes.
Shit-faces.
He laid in bed for a while, fuming.
2D came over to the room later that night. He knocked.
"Who is it?" Murdoc grumbled.
"Muds? I's me. Can I come in?"
"2D? Yeh... Come on in."
He swiped the card key. Then walked in. "I can't sleep."
"Neither can I."
2D walked over to Murdoc's bed.
Murdoc held his arms out to him. "Come on, I know you want to."
2D smiled and got next to Murdoc, hugging him. He laid down. "I missed you... I know i's paffetic..."
"I missed ya, too, 2D." he kissed 2D's forehead.
"Really? I thought... Ya 'ad... Like... Two chicks..."
"I did." he growled.
"... Wh-whot 'appened?"
"Nothing."
"Wol... Can... I... Tell ya... Whot 'appened ta me?"
"Sure..."
"I's kinda... Um... Embarrassing..." he blushed.
"Whot?"
"I... Uh... Wol, I was wiff this chick... And..."
"Yeh?"
"Wol... I... Didn't... Um... I... Di'n't... I wasn't able ta... G-get off, ya know?"
"Oh, really?"
He shook his head.
"Couldn't come without me, eh?" he smirked.
2D blushed. "I... Guess not..."
"I think... I can fix yer li'l... Problem... Heh... Would ya like that, 2D?" he licked at 2D's lips.
"Y-yes..." he giggled.
"So..." he pressed his face against 2D's.
He giggled again.
"Whaddya wanna do, eh? Whot sounds... Fun?" he chuckled.
"F-fun...? Hee hee... Umm... 'Ow 'bout... Hee..."
"C'mon... Choose, or I'll choose fer ya."
"Mm... Anyfink."
"Anything? Are you sure?" Murdoc smirked.
"Hee hee... Yeah!"
"Yer up fer anything, eh? Well... First, heh, we need ta get ya outta these clothes..." he turned the two of them over, getting on top of 2D.
"O-okay, Muds..." :)
He moved his legs, so that he was straddling the other man. He leaned down and kissed him, putting hands up his shirt.
2D gladly took it, opening his mouth for Murdoc, moving his tongue around a little. He wrapped his arms around him.
Murdoc's hands came up and pinched 2D's nipples.
He squealed happily.
They were both laughing and giggling as if they'd gotten high off each other, or something. (Well, I'm not so sure that Muds was giggling... He was probably just chortling evily... But whatever.)
Maybe they did.
Maybe...
This really was...
Troo lurve.
Awwz.
OMG teh ghey lurvez!
8D!
Ahem.
Sorry.
>>
...
So, then...
Here's what happened, right?
Murdoc moved his hands, so that they were on 2D's hips. He curled his fingers, hooking them to his belt loops.
2D's hands, however, were somewhere else. They were in Murdoc's knickers. He was feeling around, fingering and stroking, grabbing and groping at anything he could.
There was a throaty-sounding growl. "Rrrrr... Yah... Ooh... 2D... Whot are ya doin'? Are ya tryin' ta make me jack off right here and now?! Stop... Stop..." he chuckled.
"Okay..." he smiled, pulling his hands back.
"Wol... Maybe... Don't stop just yet... I mean... Maybe just bit more... Eh?"
"Yeh, Muds." he returned his fingers to their previous task, only this time, he pulled the clothing down first.
"Mmm... That's nice..."
"Hee... I know..."
They had reached a point of knowing each other so well...
It was as...
They knew what they were both thinking...
They knew what they wanted...
They knew their minds...
Bodies...
And hearts.
They slept in the same bed.
They shared food, posessions, thoughts...
Murdoc and 2D had become closer...
Than they ever could have otherwise.
They understood one another...
Even when nobody else could.
Sometimes...
If you payed close enough attention...
You could see that they slowly started adapting each other's mannerisms...
Some good...
Some bad...
Some...
Were...

...
...
...
...
...
...

The faint sound of a heart monitor could be heard.
Beep
Beep
Beeeep
...
Everything slowly faded away.
Murdoc started hearing voices...
Talking...
He couldn't make out what they were saying, though...
"He should wake up this time..."
"Please... Do whateva ya need ta do... As long as you fink it'll work..."
"It should... Look! He's moving!"
"Muds?! Murdoc?!"
"Hnn..."
"Oh my gosh! He is awake! Fank you so much, docta!" 2D proceded to hug the doctor and then run over to where the formerly comatose Murdoc lay. "Muds... Yer finally awake!"
"Huh...?"

(How's THAT for a twist, folks? Heehee... Stay tuned. This will all be explained later.)

Part four.

"Whot tha 'ell? Where am I?!"
"Muh-doc... Ya'r in the 'ospital..."
"In the whot?"
"You... Do ya rememba anyfink?"
"Whot?"
"Whot's tha last fing ya rememba?"
"... 2D..." he reached out his arms. He was confused... He wanted a hug. He wanted 2D.
"... 'E must be delirious!"
"2-D... Come 'ere..."
"O-okay..." 2D came closer to where Murdoc was, kind of unsure what Murdoc was getting at... Was he gonna hug him? ... Or strangle him?
Murdoc held out an arm. The other was restricted by an IV. He put his arm gently around the other man.
"M-Murdoc..."
"Yes, 2D?"
"Wh-why... Why're ya huggin' me?"
"..." this took him back for a moment... "Why not?"
"Ah..."
"Am I contagious, or something?"
"N-no, Murdoc..." he paused... "You were shot."
"I was whot?"
"I was so worried about you..." he hung his head.
"Yeh? Wol... Tell me whot 'appened... Did anything 'appen ta you? Yer okay, right?" he sounded genuinely concerned. Which was unusual... For Murdoc...
"Wol... I got a couple bullets to the stomach and arm... But I'm awright now..."
"Who the bludy 'ell did this shit? I'll kick their arse!"
"He... He's dead, Murdoc... It don't matta..."
"That bastard... Can I... See where 'e 'it ya?"
2D held out one arm, and with the other, he pulled up his shirt a little bit.
"Oh..." his hand reached out to touch the scars on the other's abdomen.
A chill went up 2D's spine. What was Murdoc trying to do? What...
"I... ... ... You... You're better now... Right? It didn't get infected or nothin'?"
"N-no..."
"Good... Good..." he took 2D's hand... "I'm glad..."
2D took his hand away. "Yer really weirdin' me out, Muds... I fink ya must be doped up on tha... That... Stuff... They've been givin' ya..."
"I dun undastand... Whot's wrong, luv?"
"L-luv...?" his face went red. "... Whot's... Tha last fing... Ya rememba?"
"We... Was... Ya know... Me and you... Was... Like... In this... Hotel room... And..."
"Whot?"
"And ya... Ya know? It was after that show we played in London..."
"London?"
"Yeah... With the... With the... Those gurls in tha front row... With the... Clown wigs... Bludy weirdos..." that last bit was under his breath.
"Docta... I fink 'e's 'avin' 'allucinations."
"It's possible..."
"No... No! Rememba? Tha... Tha trip! When ya was watchin'... The 'oly Grail... And... I stepped on tha DVD playa... And ya got so mad at me... Rememba?"
"... No... I... Don't."
"Damn..."
"It may have been a dream he had while he was in the coma."
"Could it? Yeh... I rememba 'avin' weird dreams while I was in tha 'ospital..."
Murdoc's heart sank. What all was real? What all was fake? "'Ow long... Have I been asleep?"
"I'd say... 'Bout... Six monffs..."
"... Where'd I get shot?"
"... Ya got shot in tha 'ead once... It hit ya skull, but missed yer brain... And... Two times in ya left leg."
"I was..."
"Noodle took one to the shoulder... And Russ made off wiffout gettin' shot at all."
"So... Whot... 'Appened... That day?"
"Ah... Lesse... Well..." he sighed, "You was asleep... And... I 'eard a noise... It wus like a... Clatterin' sound comin' from ya Winnebago... And... It sounded kinda... Weird... So I got up, right? ... And... I saw this bloke... Tryin' ta get inside. 'E 'ad an automatic wiff 'im... And I knew somefink wus wrong... Ya know? So, I snuck around to where 'e couldn't see me... I called em-er-gen-cy... And then I texted Noodle ta come down there... And she got Russel... Meanwhile... I got my switchblade... And I wus tryin' ta sneak up on 'im... And I came up behind 'im... And he was just 'bout ta pull tha trigga, right? And I stabbed 'im in tha back. He ended up shootin' yer left thigh... And ya started freakin' out... And then 'e started yellin' at me... And punchin' me... And while we was fightin'... Noodle and Russel came down there... And Noodle was the first to run in... Just as she runs in... 'E shoots me while I'm down, right? Cos 'e 'it me pretty 'ard..."

Dialogue

...

"Ah, shit!"
"Try and stop me again, you little bitch."
"Hey!"
"Huh?"
Noodle started throwing things at the guy's head. Glass bottles... Sharp objects... Ducking his shots at her.
2D grabbed the man's ankle, causing him to fall to the ground. A few more bullets penetrated 2D skin. 2D passed out quite quickly.
Noodle came over to hit the assailant over the top of his head with a rock. She just barely missed.
He didn't miss, shooting her in the shoulder.
She gasped. But she didn't stop. She started kicking him and hitting him, trying her best to do whatever she could to save her friends.
But she ended up getting beat up herself. This man was a big, strong man.
However...
They had a bigger, stronger man on their side.
Russel.
Who was able to burst through the door just as the man was taking another shot at Murdoc.
Russel tackled the man, who ended up shooting Murdoc's left calf.
They were on the floor fighting for a while.
The police pulled up outside...
Russel struggled to get the gun from the man's hands.
But just before he could...
Another shot rang out.
Hitting Murdoc right in the head.
The gun went off one last time, this time, in the struggle, ended up shooting the assailant.

...

"All that... Actually happened?"
"Yes. The last bits were told to me by Russ and Noodle."
"... So... Everything... That I've gone through... For the last couple of months... Were... Dreams...?"
"I'd say so... Probably."
"... Damn."
"Muh-doc..."
"... Y-yeh?"
"Um... Whot... Um... If ya... Don't mind me askink... Whot... Were... Whot were ya dreamin' 'bout?"
He sighed. "Too much. Way too much, 2D."
"O-okay..."

...

Rehabilitation

...

Coming home

...

Murdoc kept thinking about 2D.
He kept thinking about how...
He felt so good...
When he was with...
But he wasn't.
In all reality...
It was all a fantasy.
...
Would it be just as good in real life?
Would it even be possible?
Would it be possible for 2D to love him?
2D hadn't questioned Murdoc about his strange behavior at the hospital since it happened.
He probably just thought that Murdoc was being irrational...
...
Murdoc wanted that feeling back.
He wanted...
To be close...
To someone.
It was unusual...
But...
That experience...
That...
Dream...
Changed him...
He hadn't had a drink or a smoke in a while...
He didn't want it.
He didn't want to do anything.
He lost interest in everything.
He didn't even feel like playing his guitar.
He wanted...
Damn it all...
He wanted...
To be hugged.
And kissed.
...
...
...
By 2D.
...
He wanted to sleep next to him.
He wanted to hear 2D tell him that he loved him.
He wanted to comfort 2D when he had a nightmare.
He...
He wanted to make love to him in his bedroom.

...

He wanted warmth.
He wanted love.
He wanted...
Help.

...

...

...

"2D...?" there was a soft knock at 2D's door.
"Murdoc?"
"Yes."
"C-come in..."
The door opened. "Can... Can I... Talk ta you...?"
"Sure... Sure... Whot's on yer mind? Ya know, I 'aven't seen much of ya since you've been home."
"I know..." he sighed, sitting next to 2D on his bed. "2D...?"
"Yeh?"
"Do you... Ahm... Do you... Uh..."
"Whut?"
"I... Uh... Um..."
"Whot is it, Murdoc?"
"..."
Stop the presses.
Write it on the calender.
Murdoc does NOT know what to say.
DUNDUNDUUUUUN!
(Murdoc: STFU! I'm... A little... Emotional... Right now.
Me: HaHA! Murdoc's being eeeeemmoooooo!!! HAHAHHAAA!
Murdoc: I KEELL JOO!!!
Me: No.
Murdoc: ><
Me: De-nied.)
"Muds... Are you okay?"
He shook his head.
"Do... D-do you need ta... Talk?"
He nodded.
"... Wol... Whot's on yer mind?"
"I... I... Ah, sod it. It doesn't matta."
"Whot?"
"Neva mind. It doesn't matta."
"Yes it does! Or ya wouldn't 'ave said nofin'!"
"Nah..."
"Muh-doc, ya need ta tell me whot's goin' on! I'm confused! And it's frustratin'..."
"I'm lonely."
"Y-yer... Whot?"
He hung his head. "Lonely. I want..." he paused. "I need..."
"Whut is it? Whaddya need?"
"Just..." he layed his head down on 2D's shoulder. "Talk to me."
"... Whot?"
"I... Wanna hear yer voice... Talk to me."
"... 'Bout whot?" he asked softly.
"Anything. Just... Talk. I don't care what ya say. Talk 'bout bludy flowers fer all I care."
"Wol... Um... Uh... I 'eard... Uh... Zepplin... Is playin' a show... Ya know... Even afta twenty years... And... Uh... Ya know... I's like... Somewhere 'round 850 pounds ta go se 'em or somefink... And... Ah..."
Murdoc just sat there. Listening to the voice of the one and only that he loved. He thought it was cute how... Whenever 2D would say things like 'something' or 'anything'... It would come out as 'somefink' and 'anyfink'... And the way his voice would crack every so often... It was adorable. He liked hearing 2D's voice... It made him feel... Alright.
"And then 'e sneaks up on 'im and says, 'Ha! I found you!' and, so, the butla says, ''Ow did ya know it wus me?!' and then the detective is all, 'It was easy... You left me all the right clues... You may have tried to be careful... But not careful enough! I 'ave you, now, you fiend!' ..."
He only wished... He could hear... An... 'I luff you'...
"And then 'e takes tha baddy to jail... And..."
"2D...?"
"Ah... Whot?"
His heart beat fast. He sat up straight, looking at 2D. "I need..." he sighed. "Ta ask ya somethin'."
"Oh?"
"I swea'... If you laugh at me... Or... Anythin' like that... I'll... I'll... Wring yer neck." an empty threat. But a threat, none the less.
"O-okay... Whot... Is it, Muds?"
"Got it?" he thought he'd add that for punctuation.
"Yeah."
"Okay... 2D... ... ... 'Ave you... Eva... Do ya know whot i's like... Ta... Be in love?"
"Wol... Yeah... I fink so..."
"No... No... No... You don't think it. You KNOW it. If yer in love with someone... You... Know..."
He nodded, not sure where Murdoc was going with this...
"You just know... And... All you can really do is think about that other person... And... Well... Ya know... And... Ya kinda wonder if... If... They l-love ya back."
"Are... Are you in luff wiff someone, Muh-doc?"
"... Yes. But don't tell anyone. Okay?"
"O-okay..."
There was a crunch.
And there was a silence.
The rhino had eaten his parents.

(James and the Giant Peach... >>...)


Erm...
Murdoc chickened out.
He went back to his Winnebago.
His heart was having a temper tantrum.
His heart and brain could NOT come to an agreement.
His heart told him to go for it.
His brain... What was still there... Said... 'Hold up. This just ain't gonna work.'
And there was no way of telling whether it would be okay to just tell 2D he was in love with him.
It was thin ice.
It could really go either way.
Now, he'd heard 2D tell him that he loved him before...
But...
It was a long time ago...
And...
He didn't necessarily mean it in an...
'In love' kind of way...
Bleh.
He didn't like any of this.
One.
Bit.
He HATED it.
He wanted to just...
Take everything...
And...
Crush it into little pieces...
Little bite-sized pieces.
No!
Smaller!
DUST!
CRUSH THE DAMN STUFF TO DUST!
DUUUUUST!
Well...
It may sound a little psychotic...
But...
You have to admit...
We've all felt this way before.
Yes, you, too.
So, get over it.
>>
He felt like he was in a tornado.
A big...
F5...
Tornado.
Named George.
And George seemed to love tossing Murdoc around and throwing him against the hard concrete ground.
Smack.
Smack.
Smack.
Bang.
Oww...
><
He felt like wringing George's neck.
Even though...
George..
Was...
A tornado...
...
Damn.
Guh.
Stupid George.
...
Well, Murdoc felt pretty stupid.
Why was this all so difficult?
Everything...
Was so...
Difficult...
And...
Complicated...
What in the hell was he supposed to do?
...
...
...
He needed to...
Talk...
To someone...
...
...
Noodle.
...

...

...

"Noodle..."
"Murdoc?"
"I wanna talk."
"Okay..."
He took a deep breath... "Whot... Um... Has... 2D said anything 'bout me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Has he... Wol... Has he said... Anything... Of importance... About me?"
"Well... Um..."
"I mean... Specifically..."
"Yes?"
"What does... He think of me? Ya know... As a person..."
"Um... He thinks... Um... Why?"
"Just... I... Okay..." he sighed. "Noodle... Can you... Keep a secret?"
"... Y-yes..." she gave him a strange look.
"I mean... REALLY. This is something... Look, I ain't gonna talk ta Russel... And... 2D... Okay. Can you really keep a secret? I mean... Don't tell ANYONE. Not even... A diary."
"Alright... Um... Murdoc... Are you okay?"
"No. But... Le-lemme tell ya whot's up... I... Okay, I ain't gonna talk 'round it. I... I'm... Uh... Fuck... This is 'arder than I thought... Um... I... Jeez... Okay... Love. Yes. I love... ... ... Someone. No... Not someone... Someone specifically... Um... 2D." he took a sigh of relief. "Damn... Who woulda known that'd be so difficult to say? I... Am in love... With 2D."
"You are... In love? ... Murdoc? You're in love?"
"Yes."
"With 2D, no less?"
"Yes."
"Wow."
"And I need help."
"Uh..."
"Help... From... A girl... Help from... You. I know you and 2D talk a lot... So... I mean... Whut... Does 'e like me? Ya know... At all?"
"Well... Murdoc... Um... I... Don't really know."
"Are you serious?"
"He... Doesn't tell me these things."
"Whot? Why?"
"I dunno. Ask 2D."
"Naw... Okay. Whot do you know?"
"Um... He likes chocolate cake... He... Um... He wants to write a song... About kittens. But he's scared that you won't like it. And that you'll call him... Um... Stupid... Or girly. So... I think... He HAS written it... But hasn't shown it to anyone, yet. He... Secretly likes to dance at night... To... Disco... I think." (No, none of these inane ramblings are true. I just added them because I could.)
"Huh..."
"And..." (More false things about 2D [Well, they -could- be true... But... I don't know.]) "His favorite color is pink. He loves to smell roses... And... Um... He likes giraffes..."
"This is the kind of shit he talks to you about?"
"He doesn't think it's shit, Murdoc."
She was right.
If this was what 2D was all about...
Then...
He needed to start coming up with ideas.
"Alright... Thanks, Noodle." he hugged her and ran out.
She sighed.
Good grief.
What in the world was she gonna do with these crazy boys...?
Meanwhile, Murdoc had snuck into 2D's room.
He looked around, going through some of 2D's things...
Dresser drawers...
Closets...
...
Wait...
What this, then?
A dress?
He dismissed this, figuring it belonged to a girl.
Huh...
A size 3.
Must've been a scrawny little chick.
He kept looking...
...
More...
Dresses...
...
Size 3...
Size 3...
Size 3...
They were all the same size...
And...
...
...
...
No...
2D wasn't...
Well...
Maybe he was...
O_o
This was strange...
But...
Whatever...
...
Originally, this was supposed to give Murdoc more ideas of what 2D liked.
But...
...
Hmm...
Well...
There were other places to look...
But...
That...
Dress find...
Was quite interesting.
He might just keep one of those dresses...
...
For reference...
...
...
...
He walked over to where 2D's bed was.
He looked at the nightstand next to it.
There was a drawer.
He opened it.
...
A diary?
Hrmhrmhrm...
This should definately help.
He opened the first page...
And...
"Murdoc?! Whot are you doink in my room?!!"
He shut the book quite quickly.
"Why are you lookin' in my stuff?! Why do you..." he stopped when he saw the dress laying beside Murdoc on the bed.
"2D... Is this..." he held up the pink, frilly thing. "Yer's?"
He blushed madly.
"Do ya like... Wear this?"
"Murdoc..."
"I ain't tryin' ta make ya upset, 2D. I just... Wanna know."
"I's... I's none of yer business. Give it back."
"2D... Don't be mad..." he pulled it closer, looking it over, "It's nice. You'd look good in it." (Note: Just so everyone is on the same page... This is the 'smitten' version of Murdoc. He's being extra nice to 2D. He can't really help but sounding stupid.)
"Muds... Are you high? Drunk?"
"N-no..."
"Then whot tha 'ell is yer problem? Put it down. Get out of my room."
"But... I... I wanna see you wear it."
"No."
"Please?" (Haha... Murdoc's saying 'please'.)
"Why? So you can take a picture and blackmail me wiff it? No."
"No. Look, I promise... I just want to see whot ya look like. I don't got a camara."
He sighed. "Whot's been goin' on wiff you, Muh-doc? You're actin' so... Weird... And..."
"Look, 2D... I don't... Give a bloody fuck anymore. There's something I need to tell you."
"Whot?"
"I love you."
"Whot?!"
"I'm in love with you, 2D. I don't care whot anybody thinks anymore."
"Whut tha 'ell... Why should I believe you? Yer not makin' any sense... I fink somfin' 'appened to ya brain."
"No... No... Look... When I was in that coma... I 'ad... This dream... And... I... Fell fer ya, 2D... I really did. And... You loved me back... Even though I was all kinds of awful to ya... But... I became... So... So... Crazy... And... It was like... All I could do wus think 'bout ya... And 'ow... I loved tha way you would say my name... And... I really... Just loved listenin' ta ya voice. You 'ave... A luvly voice. And... I loved... 'Ow whenever... I'd give ya a kiss on tha cheek... You'd giggle... An'... It wus just... Tha cutest li'l thing. And... We slept in 'ere... And wheneva you'd 'ave a nightmare... I'd wake ya up... And ya would 'ug me... And... You'd go ta sleep like that... Ya know? And... You'd sleep on tha left... I'd be on tha right..." (I have to keep reminding myself that this is Murdoc I'm talking about... >.o)
"This is kinda... Weird. Please... Just... Get out of my room."
"2D..."
"Look, you've done some weird stuff... But... This is really... Creepin' me out."
"... Wh... Why don't ya like me?"
"I... Murdoc... Just... Get... Go away."
He sighed, walking out.
...
...
...
Damn.
He was  gonna have to up his game.
...
Which would be kind of difficult, considering he had just opened up his beating heart to him.
...
...
...
...
...
The next day...
Things went as normal.
...
Whatever normal may have been.


Until that night...

"2D..." knock knock...
"Yea?"
"Can I come in?"
Sigh... "Okay..."
"I... I wanted to..." as he walked in, it could be seen that he was holding something behind his back. "Give you something."
"Whot?"
He gulped, looking a little more nervous that usual... "I want you... To have... Aw, fuck it. I got you some flowers." his voice was shakey, but trying to sound rough. He handed 2D three pink roses.
"... I... Don't know what ta say..."
"... I don't care whut you say, 2D... Because I have something ta say first. Will... Will you... Would you like to... There's a... That... Uh... New movie out... I dunno if ya wanted ta see it... But... It just came out... And... It's the new Saw movie... I figured... You'd wanna..."
"... S-sure."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Good, then." he sighed.
"Murdoc..."
"Eh?"
"A ya... Askin' me on a date?"
"Whot the bludy 'ell else would it be? I mean... I got ya fuckin' flowers and everythin'..." he was mumbling.
"Are you... Are you... Um..."
"Whut?"
"Nofin'..."
"Just ask tha bludy question."
"... Are ya... G-gay?"
"Gay?" he did not want to answer this question. I mean... REALLY. He did NOT want this question to even be thought about. "L-let's just... Keep from puttin' any terms on the thing..."
"... O-okay..."
"So... Do ya still wanna go, or whot?"
"Y-yeh... Yeh."
At the movie, Murdoc kept from trying to sneak any PDA. (Public Displays of Affection)
It was a little difficult.
He was in a dark movie theater...
Next to his date.
And...
His mouth wasn't invading his date's mouth.
His hands were to his sides.
It didn't seem right.
But...
...
He wasn't so sure it would be a good idea to try anything.
However...
Maybe...
He could try...
...
...
...
His arm slinked over, resting on 2D's shoulder.
2D looked at Murdoc for a few seconds, but then went right back to watching the movie.
So far, so good.
But...
If he wanted anything else...
He'd need to be careful.       
He just sat there, debating with himself on what he should do...
Should he try to kiss him?
Or should he not?
What if 2D got upset?
Wait...
Why did that matter?
But what if...
"Muds...?"
"Huh?"
"I said, the movie's over... Do ya wanna go home, now?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah... Right... Okay."
...
...
...
Once they had gotten back to Kong, they walked to 2D's room, standing outside the door.
"Muds... Can I ask... Um... Why... Why are ya doin' all this stuff? I mean... You've never really been all that nice ta me... And... I mean... Much less... L-liked me... At all..."
"I can't really explain it, either, 2D. I just... I guess it's complicated. All this shit really... Confuses the livin' 'ell outta me. But... Some'ow... It's... Kinda... Awright. I guess... So... It's kinda like... I'm... I'm okay with it. I just... I wanna know... Whuddya think 'bout it? Cuz it's really... Buggin' me to not really know."
"... I... Uh... I guess I don't know. I'm shocked more than anyfink. But... I... I kinda... Do... Like ya... Murdoc... Yer weird... But, then... Aren't we all? A-heh! Anyhow... I guess... We could do this again."
"O-okay... Good, then... When... Would..."
"Anytime, I suppose."
"'Ow 'bout tomorrow?"
"Uhm... Sure."
"Good. I'll... Take ya ta dinner. Would ya like that?"
"Sure... Yeh... That sounds good."
"Okay, then."
"Yeh."
There was a silence.
"I'm... Gonna go to bed." 2D turned to go into his room.
"Wait a minute." Murdoc grabbed 2D's arm.
He turned back around.
With a deep breath, Murdoc leaned in to kiss the other man.
It was a little awkward at first. 2D pulled away a little... But soon returned the favor of the lip-lock, this time, putting a hand on Murdoc's shoulder.
Not too long after, their tongues became involved.
Arms and hands went from hanging from their shoulders...
To being on the other person.
Their bodies became closer.
It seemed only right...
To go from there.
I mean...
They were both...
Ready for it...
Let's just say that.
And they both knew it.
But there was stalling.
They just stood there for what seemed like forever...
...
Just...
...
Making out in the carpark.
...
...
...
Neither one of them had the guts to suggest taking it into a bedroom.
Of course, it didn't really NEED to be said.
They had gotten...
To the point of making rubs and thrusts against each other.
Hands had reached around and were down the back of the other's jeans.
There was a squeeze on 2D's butt.
He squeaked. He pulled away. "M-Murdoc..."
"Ye-yeh?" their breathing was fast and uneasy.
"Do you..."
"Yes."
"My..."
"Yours."
They opened the door to 2D's room and went inside.
It wasn't long before they had gotten to the bed.
Murdoc had 2D pressed against the side of the bed.
It wasn't long before 2D was leaning back and onto the bed, bringing Murdoc with him.
Their lips hadn't left eachother since those short exchanged words earlier.
After that, of course, they picked up where they had left off.
Now, they were on the bed, Murdoc on top of 2D.
Their bodies were moving fast.
There wasn't time to think.
There were clothes coming off.
Shirts...
Jeans...
When they got to that last piece of clothing, there was a stop.
"W-wait..."
"Whot?"
"Um... What are we gonna... Uh... How're we gonna do it, Muds?"
"You mean... Position-wise?"
He nodded.
"Do you have... A problem with being on bottom?"
"Won't that 'urt?"
"... Oh, right... Yer still a virgin..."
"Wol... In THAT sense, yes."
"Uh... Well, either way... Um...  Do you... Hmm... Have anythin'... Like... Petrolium jelly?"
"Why would I 'ave that?"
"I dunno... Just a thought. Wol... I think I might 'ave somthin'. I'll be back. Don't go anywhere."
"Oh... Okay..."
He did have something.
He had kept things like lubricant in his room...
Not necessarily for guys...
Things like...
Getting ass from chicks, and things like that.
Virgins...
All that fun stuff.
Anyways...
He went back into the room with it, crawling back into bed with 2D.
"S-so... Yer gonna... I mean..."
"Whot?"
"Stick somfink... Up my ass...?"
He sounded irritated. "It's not called 'something'... It's called..."
"Wol... I just... I dunno... 'Ow is that gonna feel good?"
"It will."
"How do you know?"
In all truth... He didn't actually know.
He'd never done it before.
Not consensually, anyway.
Not that he wanted to...
But...
"I don't... Really... Know..."
"Then... Why should... I do it?"
"Are you suggesting... That... You want... To be on top...?"
"If yer up fer it."
"Whut's that supposed ta mean?"
"Wol... Not ta brag... But... I got big stuff down there, ya know? Heh!"
"We'll see about that." he growled. Little bastard was challenging him. He'd do it just to prove him wrong.
And he did.
It was very weird.
It wasn't so bad...
But...
Murdoc definately liked being on top better.
It wasn't really that he didn't like the way it felt...
He just didn't like being at the mercy of another man.
Especially after so long at that prison...
Shudder.
(Seriously! Have you guys SEEN the picture of that guy?! HE'S DISURBING! HE MAKES ME WANT TO CLAW MY EYES OUT! If he came on to someone... He'd make ANYBODY... And I mean ANYBODY... RUN SCREAMING! Dude, just meeting him... I think I'd die. Okay, let's give you a true story. Just happened yesterday. I was looking through Rise of the Ogre [I just got it! YEY!] And I see the picture, right? I'm all 'AAAGGGHH!!! NO! Aw... That's NAAASTY!' and then, something catches my eye. Something pretty. For those micro-seconds... I thought that when I looked over, I would see a ravishing beauty. But... When I looked over... I saw... Murdoc. Go figure. Man, that guy was so ugly... When I looked at the picture of Murdoc... I saw him in a whole new light. I thought... And still do think... He's gorgeous. Seriously. He became a safe haven for my highly disturbed eyes.)
So, Murdoc's all...
'This is okay... But next time... I am so totally topping this mother fucker.'
But it was fun.
Well, it was more fun for 2D.
Power over Murdoc and an orgasm.
Lovely.
...
He wasn't really sure what was going on...
But it wasn't bad.
...
Atferwards, though...
After his brain rebooted from being shut off for those few hours of mind-numbing sex...
He started to think.
And the more he did...
The scareder he got.
What did he just do?
Did he like Murdoc?
...
Yes.
But...
...
Did he...
LOVE him?
...
He remembered what Murdoc had said that night before.
Sure enough...
Murdoc had taken over the right side of 2D's bed.
He was hugging 2D, resting against his side.
This was weird.
...
Too weird.
...
"M-Muds..." he shook Murdoc's shoulder. "Muds..."
"H-... Huh?"
"Um..."
"What'd ya hafta wake me up fer, you moron?" his voice didn't have an angry tone to it. It was as if he was saying 'you moron' in a... Joking way.
"Uh... Do you... Really... Ah... L-luff me?"
"That's a stupid question, 2D. Of couse I do. Is THAT what you woke me up for?"
"Um..."
"Wol... If there's a doubt in yer mind... I guess it's best..." he sat up, "To deal with it." he yawned.
"... But... Why?"
"Why? Why whut?"
"Why... Um... Why da ya... Say... That ya luff me?"
"Ah... Cuz I do, 2D, I do. Really."
"Wh-why?"
"Why? Cuz yer cute and stupid." he laughed, "Yer nice... Ya'r... Beautiful, really... And... A lovable li'l thing. You really make it too easy. And besides... I might as well tell ya now... Rather than you get some bimbo with a bow... Who's... Only interested in yer money and fame... And... Would... Like... Take advantage... And... Get pregnant... And then... Bang down yer door fer child support... And..." (Oh, god... He's at it again. [He keeps RANTING in Rise of the Ogre... ><])
"O-okay, Muds..."
"Yeh?"
He nodded, "Y-yeh."
"2D... I know this is kinda... Random... But... I just remembered that... It's yer birthday next month... And..."
"That's okay... I don't need anyfink..."
"Sure, you do. And... I was thinkin'... Of gettin' ya... A kitten."
"A... A... A kitten?"
"Yeh. I'm tellin' ya, cuz I want ya ta pick it out... So you'll like it, and stuff."
"Why... Would ya get me a kitten, Murdoc?"
"Because... Noodle said ya like kittens... And... I figured... Why not? Ya know?"
"N-Noodle... Oh, right... But... I thought ya hated kittens..."
He shrugged, "But you like 'em. Right?"
"Yeh..."
"Would ya want a kitten, 2D?"
"I... I..."
"Cuz if not... I can always figure somethin' else out."
"That... That'd be so sweet... If you got me a kitten... Ya won't try an' burn it, will ya?"
"I would not let ANY harm... Come to your kittie."
"Really?"
"Really. Now... Can I go back ta sleep? I'm tired."
"I wore ya out, huh?"
"No..." he growled.
"Hee... I fink I did."
"No. I'm just tired is all."
2D giggled.
"Shut up. You..." he sighed. "Fine. Whatever. Good night." he rolled over.
"Aww... Don't be upset..."
"I'm not..." he turned back to look at 2D.
"Ya sure?"
"Yeah."
"Okay." 2D layed down.
"Hey... Come 'ere..." he held out his hands.
"Whut?"
"Closer. Come closer."
He did, but he wasn't sure...
Murdoc put his arms around 2D and sighed. "That's better... Good night, 2D."
"G-G'night..."
He fell asleep kind of quickly, cuddling against the blue-haired boy.
...
The next morning, when 2D woke up...
He kind of looked around...
And then down.
Next to him.
Murdoc.
It.
Was.
Weird.
He had a... Leach... On his shoulder.
A green-skinned, long-tongued, Satanist leach.
A leach...
Who just woke up.
And yawned.
And said...
"G'Mornin', 2D..."
And hugged him.
"M-mornin', Muds..."
"Yer not bad... But... I'm on top next time, okay?"
"Whot?"
He sat up. "I don't mind getting fucked. I just prefer to be doing the fucking, more. Maybe it's just a control thing... I dunno." he shrugged.
"Oh... Okay... Um..."
"Whut's wrong, 2D? Are you alright?"
"... Y-yeh..."
"No. I know that voice. Stop screwing around."
"It's just..." he hugged himself, "A li'l... Awkward... The first time..."
"First time with a guy... Or just with me?"
"Uh... Both."
"Okay... Well... Yeh, i's weird at first. But... I'm not sure whot's weirder... Fucking someone and hearing male... -... ish sounding cries... Or... Being fucked... And hearing yourself. It's kinda... Interesting. Strange at first... But... Oh... So... Fun..." he chuckled.
"O-okay... I-if ya say so..."
"Oh, I do, 2D. I do."
"So... Whot's it like... Ta... Wol... Be on... Bottom?"
"It's not bad. It's pretty good, actually. I just like being on top better."
"Okay..."
"So... Whot did ya think of me? Was I good?"
"Y-yeh... Yer... Pretty good. I liked it."
"Mm... Yah..."
"So... Um..."
"Yeh?"
"Where are we goin' tonight?"
"Uhh... Anywhere ya want, I guess."
"Anywhere?"
"Sure. Why not? "
"Awright..."
"Where would ya wanna go?"
"Uh... I dunno... Lemme fink 'bout it."
"Okay."
"Whot... Um... Wol..."
"Whot, whot?"
"Can I ask... Um... Did you... Like me before?"
"I really... Don't know."
"Oh..."
"I don't really think it really would've mattered if I did. I sure as hell wouldn't have said anything."
"Yeah."
"Whut 'bout you? 'Ow long 'ave ya liked me? Or... Just kinda..."
"Wol... I always thought you were pretty cool, ya know? I thought you were really awesome... Even if ya acted like an ass..." he laughed. "I looked up to ya... But I'm not sure whether it was... Bein' in luv... Or... Just... Admiration."
"Mm... I am pretty awesome, aren't I?"
"Yeh." he smiled.
"But so're you." said the smitten, lizard-like man.
2D got a strange look over his face. It was like... Murdoc was... Plotting something. Something evil. And... He was gonna just... Be nice... And then... POW! Do something awful. But what was it? And... Why? It sure was strange... But, of course, how could he tell? How far would this go before Murdoc just... Snapped? I mean, it just wasn't healthy... Murdoc being THIS NICE. It HAD to be a trick.
"Ya'kay?"
"... Huh? Oh, y-yeh." there were ways to test this...
"I don't think I'll get out of bed today..." he snuggled against 2D's side. "If tha's awright with ya."
"S-sure... Tha's fine."
"Okay." he sighed happily.
"... M-Murdoc..."
"Yeh?" he looked back at 2D.
And the boundaries were about to be tested. "Y-ya know... "
"Yeh?"
"Ya weren't that bad last night... But..."
"Whot?" his pride sounded hurt.
"I wanna... Do sumfin'... Diff'rent."
"Name it."
"Wol... I want..." if he was gonna try Murdoc... He needed to sound... Sure. And he wasn't coming off as very sure. Think of it as a girl... Think of it as a girl... Think... "So... Muds... 'Ave ya eva... Gone... Down on someone before?"
His eyes widened a little. "Uh... Y-ya mean... Like... Um..."
"Yeh."
"And ya want ME... Ta..."
2D nodded.
"YOU?"
Again.
"Yer jokin', right?"
Shook head.
"Uhm... Wol..."
"Ya could try it... Couldn't ya?" he was sure this would get him.
"I suppose..." he sighed.
"Are you serious?"
"Only if nobody finds out."
"Really?"
"Yeh."
"... Fer serious?"
"Whot? Were ya just askin' fer tha 'ell of it? Cuz if that's it... I don't 'ave ta do it, right?"
"..."
"..."
"No. I... I-I... I want it."
"Really?"
"R-really."
"Mm... Fine. But you owe me one."
"Su-sure..."
"Got it?"
"Yeh..." he wasn't serious... Was he?
Maybe...
...
...
...
...
...
He was.
It wasn't easy.
...
In the sense of 'OMG! WTF? BBQ! I'm about to give a guy a blow job!'
It took him a while before he had the guts to lean down.
He did.
But...
He hesitated.
Gulp. (No, we haven't gotten to that bit, yet. GTFO.)
He
Would
Do
This.
He gritted his teeth as his hands reached over to undo 2D's trousers.
2D, meanwhile, was nervous. Almost as nervous as Murdoc was... And then he thought... 'What about his... Teeth...?!' he started to sweat. 'Teeth... Ohh, shit. Noooo... He...' but his thoughts were stopped when he heard his zipper. And then felt his clothes being pulled away a little bit. His eyes were wide and he was gripping the sheets tightly. He was also shaking a little bit.
"C'mon, 2D... Yer not supposed to be n-nervous... It's me that's... Nervous..."
"Ya... Ya won't... Bite me... Right?"
Murdoc looked pained at the thought of that. "Hell. No. And don't... Say that again. It hurts."
"Y-yeah."
With a deep breath, he leaned down a bit more. His lip quivered. But... He opened his mouth... And...
There was a gasp from 2D.
...
It wasn't... So... Bad.
Not like he'd thought, anyways.
It was pretty good, actually.
Murdoc's tongue was perfect for this.
But 2D was too freaked out to enjoy it fully.
They were both freaking out, I think.
2D was afraid of having the most precious parts of his body at the mercy of Murdoc.
Murdoc was afraid of hurting 2D, doing it wrong somehow, or something.
It took what seemed like forever before...
Warm liquid filled Murdoc's mouth.
Before he could decide whether to swallow or spit, he started choking as it hit the back of his throat.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"It's..." he coughed, "F-fine. It's okay."
Well...
THAT was awkward.
Special.
If anything.
Nyuk nyuk. (<<... WTF?)
They kind of...
Just...
Sat there.
Not sure what to do or say.
There was just...
An awkward silence.
And then...
"I... Am NOT... Doing that again."
"Good idea."
His eyes narrowed. "YOU. Owe me one."
"I-I know..."
"NOW." he stated.
"N-now?"
"Yes." he growled.
"O-okay..."
"Do it." this was the Murdoc that 2D knew. Angry and demanding.
He was avenging his... Manliness.
Or something.
2D did as he was told, for fear of getting beat up.
And...
Technically...
He DID owe Murdoc...
Even though...
It was only supposed to be...
A test.
This service went a lot better than the last.
Less awkward, you could say.
Murdoc did most of the moving of 2D's head.
Back and forth and back and forth...
And then quickly.
And then stop.
And then...
"... Uuhh... That was... Gooood..."
"Y-y-yeah..." 2D's face was covered in cum. He used the sheets to clean himself off. "I-I'm gunna... Take a shower... O-okay...?" he got up to get off of the bed.
Murdoc grabbed 2D's arm, "Eh, I'm comin' with ya." he pulled himself up.
"Awright..." 2D pulled his jeans back up, buttoning and zipping them.
"Whut's tha point in that?"
"Huh?"
"I's not like it matters. We're gonna get naked anyways."
"But... We... Hafta... Walk through... Kong... What if..."
"Who cares?"
"I do! I dun wanna walk 'round with my junk 'angin' out! I ain't THAT perverted, Mur-doc."
"Well said. Let's go." he pulled 2D's arm.
"But... Aren't ya gonna..."
"No. I really don't care if people see me. I ain't ashamed o' nothin'."
"..."
"Now, come on."
...
...
...
...
...
Unfortunately, they WERE seen.
In all their white-liquid-dripping, stain shirted, partially naked, sweaty glory. (Glory? I don't think that's the right word. But if I can come up another one, I'll let someone know.)
Russel saw them.
He looked disturbed.
VERY DISTURBED.
When 2D realized they were being looked at... He blushed madly.
Murdoc sneered at Russel. "Whut're ya starin' at, fat-face?"
Russel shook his head, walking away.
"Muh-doc..." 2D whined, "He... He saw us..."
"So?" he shrugged, sounding extremely non-chalant.
"B-but..."
"He can get over it. Come on."
"O-okay..." he whimpered.
"Aw... Dun be like that..." he mussed 2D's hair. "Let's go get ya clean."
"Awright."
...
...
...
They stepped into the shower.
2D turned on the water.
Murdoc opened a bottle of shampoo. He began to wash 2D's hair. And then down his neck. If his hallucination was accurate... He knew just what places to touch... To make the other man feel good.
And they sure as hell worked.
Premonition dreams are so great.
His hands traced over 2D's shoulders and collar bone. He could hear pleasured and relaxed breaths coming out from the skinny boy's mouth. His hands rubbed down 2D's chest, pulling himself closer in the process. His fingers soon came down to stroke across his stomach, and then his hips.
Their bodies were pressed against each other. 2D could feel his thighs being groped. "M-Muds... I dun fink I could go again... Can you..."
"I ain't askin' ya to. I'm just makin' sure... That ya... Feel... Loved." that last word was said in a kind of purr.
"O-okay..."
Murdoc kissed the back of 2D's neck, sucking on it a little. "Cuz... I do love ya, 2D."
That hot breath against his neck... Hearing that... Soft... Gravely voice whispering those words... Felt... So...
"And..." he brushed his tongue against the wet skin, "You're beautiful." he kissed him. "So beautiful." this statement was followed by several more kisses. And a few hickeys.
2D smiled. It all felt so wonderful. He was... Being kissed. And... Murdoc... Said... He was beautiful. And... That... He loved him. That made him feel so good. He closed his eyes and sighed.
"2D..."
"Yeh?"
"Do you..."
2D turned around, facing Murdoc. "... I... I luff you... Murdoc. I a'ways 'ave."
"... Always?"
"Yeh." he looked down. "But I didn't fink..."
Murdoc lifted 2D's chin. "Well... There's no doubt in yer mind now, eh?"
2D put his arms around Murdoc. He took a deep breath and then kissed him.
...
This was the way things were supposed to be.
Murdoc felt a hell of a lot better, now.
He was back to being with 2D.
...
...
...
He could be happy again.
...
Murdoc's hands came down to the small of 2D's back, pulling him a little closer. About as close as they could be. Up against each other's bodies.
2D tilted his head a little, making it easier to move his tongue around in Murdoc's mouth. His hands came up to hold the sides of Murdoc's face. He grabbed at the dark, wet hair.
Murdoc's fingers traced up 2D's spine, stopping at the neck. And then down to his shoulders, coming down to his arms. He pulled on 2D's left arm, taking it and bringing it around his own back, so that they were hugging each other.
2D smiled. He held onto Murdoc tightly.
...
They stayed there for a while, immersed in love and tap water.
...
"D... I think we're running out of hot water."
"Yeh..."
"And... I'm hungry. Let's get out."
2D giggled. "Wol... I can't turn off the water if ya dun let go of me."
"You let go first."
"No, you."
"You stubborn li'l sod."
"I'm stubborn? Ya'r tha one who's bein' stubborn."
"Let go."
"Make me."
Murdoc smirked. His hand came down and grabbed onto 2D's butt.
He squealed. "'Ey, tha's cheatin'!"
"Well, it got ya ta let go, di'n't it?"
"Yer so mean." he laughed.
"I know. Now, turn off the friggin' water. I'm gettin' cold."
"Awright..." he switched off the shower.
"Now..." Murdoc, while 2D was turned around to shut the water off, grabbed him around the waist. He roughly pulled 2D back against himself. "I want to see you in that pretty li'l dress of yer's."
He blushed. "Dr-dress?"
Murdoc had his mouth up against 2D's ear. "I know it's yer's. Come on. No one has ta find out."
2D hesitated. But when Murdoc started kissing and licking the side of his face and neck...
"Please?" he breathed.
"... Y-yeah... Okay..."
He pulled away, "Good, then."
"'Ey... Why'd ya stop?"
He smirked, raising a brow. "Ya like that, eh?"
He hugged himself, "Wol... Y-yeh..."
"Good." he growled, holding 2D tightly. "You'll get more later." one last wet kiss on 2D's ear before letting go.
...
They both stepped out of the shower, grabbing some towels. On 2D's request. He didn't want to be seen naked. And it was kind of annoying to have Murdoc walking around like that. So they wrapped the towels around themselves and walked into 2D's room.
...
"Awright," Murdoc purred, "I wanna see you in that dress."
"Do I 'afta?" he whined.
"Come on. Let's see."
"... Oh... Awright."
...
2D took off the bath towel he was wearing and set it aside. "Um... Da I hafta ta wear ladies' underwear... Or can I wear my own?"
"Mmm... No."
"No what?"
"No underpants. At all."
"But... ... ... Oh, okay."
Murdoc smiled.
2D walked over to his closet. He pulled out a pink, lacy dress. He unzipped the back of it and pulled it over himself. He zipped it back up and turned around. "... Is this what you wanted ta see, Muds?" his face had become a brighter pink than the clothing he had on.
"Oh, yeahhh... That's fuckin' hot..." he chuckled. "Come 'ere."
He stepped back over to the bed where Murdoc was sitting.
Murdoc pulled 2D over onto his lap. "You look sexy." he started to kiss and lick the side of his face and neck again. "You sould do this more often, D." he said in a whispered growl.
2D sighed, closing his eyes. "Awright... I will..." he sounded like he was in some sort of trance.
"You really do like this, huh?"
"Y-yes..."
"Mmm... Good."
"Y-yeh..." his voice reached a high point, "... It is."
Murdoc chuckled. "I love it when ya do that."
"... Huh...?"
"That li'l... Squeaky thing that ya do. I's cute."
"... Yeh?"
"Yeh..." Murdoc continued kissing and started nibbling on 2D's neck.
He moved a little, leaning his head to the side, as to invite the other man to engulf him in kisses and drown his neck in salivation. He also wrapped an arm around Murdoc's back, letting the rest of his body go limp as Murdoc gladly took the invitation, licking, sucking and biting... Ravishing 2D's pale skin with tongue and kisses.
Murdoc's hand came down onto 2D's lap, pulling up the hem of the dress a little.
2D's eyes glanced down just in time to see Murdoc's hand dissapear under the pink fabric
"Bet I can make you squeal again..." he chuckled. His hand reached further, grabbing the first thing it reached.
There was a yelp from the younger man.
Murdoc smirked. "I thought so..."
"... N... H... ... ... H..."
He groped and felt around, petting and fondling the delicate flesh.  "2D... 'Ows 'bout ya wear this dress later... When I take ya to dinner?"
"..." he didn't respond other than grabbing Murdoc's arm tighter and then letting go, breathing heavily.
"Shall I take that as a yes?" he smiled, "Of course... We don't want to get it... Dirty..." he purred, "Do we, 2D?"
Still no answer.
He pulled his hand away. "I can't get you all worked up NOW. You have to be ready for later tonight." he snickered.
"B-but..."
"Come on now, 2D. I ain't lettin' ya have ALL the fun."
"... Muds..."
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard tonight." he said, biting 2D's shoulder.
"... ... Why do I gotta wait...?"
He smirked. Again. "Mmm..."
"Please..." he pulled the dress up to his waist.
"It's so cute to see ya all hot 'n bothered..."
"... Yer doin' this on purpose, aren't ya?"
"Whot? Toyin' with ya? It makes things interesting."
"I don't WANT fings ta be 'interesting'... Don't be so mean to me... Teasin' me... And... Just..."
Well, quite frankly, Murdoc was tired. He didn't really want to do anything more... In fact... He wasn't really planning on this in the first place. He hoped he could at least get some caffine into his system... Maybe some pills... Before he had to do anything serious... I mean, COME ON! He's OLD!
(Murdoc: WTF?! I'M NOT OLD!!!
Me: >> You're 42. You're as old as my dad. That's OLD.
Murdoc: >:O... ... ... ... ... I'M NOT OLD!)
Anyway...
"... Wol, why can't ya wait?"
"I dun wanna."
"Ya horny li'l bastard..." he chuckled.
"It's not MY fault... Ya kept... Playin' wiff me... And... Ya got me all..."
"I know. You can be patient."
"... Are you actually refusin'... Sex?"
"I'm not refusin' it... I'm playin' games."
He crossed his arms. "They're not fun, Murdoc." 2D shot Murdoc the 'uke glare of Doooom'. With a capital 'D'. Really. That look can be worse than the Mom glare. (Sometimes. XP)
"... E-eh..."
GLARE... POUT. ... ... GLAAAARRRE.
"... 2D..."
"Murdoc."
He sighed. "... Take off your clothes and lay back."
2D pulled the dress off and crawled over to the middle of the bed. He spred his legs. Painfully aroused. He was ready. More than ready.The only thing on his mind was either banging, or getting banged.
"... Awright." Murdoc sighed. He thought fast. (For once.) "I-I'll... Be right back... We need... Some... Ah... Lubricant."
2D sighed. "Okay."
"Yes."
"... Well... Go get it."
"Right." he got up, heading for the door. He left the room and went into his Winnebago. He walked over to a drawer, opening it, taking out a bottle of pills. It might take a while to kick in, but it was all he could really do. He popped some and grabbed a container of lube from under the bed. When he came back, 2D was staring at the ceiling.
"Whut took ya so long?"
"... I had ta look fer it."
"Awright..." he shifted, opening his legs once again, this time, a little further than before.
"Eager, aren't we?" GO CAPTAIN OBVIOUS! Doo dee dooooo!
2D once again glared at Murdoc.
"Okay, okay... Jeez..." he walked over, getting onto the bed, kneeling in front of 2D's legs.He unscrewed the top of the container, getting out some of the jelly, and covered his fingers with it. He then set the container aside and moved in closer. He hesitated at first, but then leaned down to kiss 2D.
2D flung his arms around Murdoc, pulling him down.
Murdoc held onto 2D with one hand, and with the other, the one covered in the thick substance, he stuck a finger inside of the tiny hole where 2D's legs connected.
2D hissed in a breath. He squirmed a little, lifting his lower half, pressing his pelvis up against Murdoc. Only wanting more.
He continued to kiss the smaller man, sticking his tongue inside his mouth. And then another finger in the small opening.
2D started to rock himself against Murdoc, aching just to be fucked. Get some satisfaction. Enough with the games. He was serious.
Murdoc wriggled his fingers around, pushing them in a little farther. And stuck in a third one. He moved them around, trying to stretch it enough so that it wouldn't hurt as bad when he finally put something -else- in there. The last thing he needed was for 2D to start bleeding all over the place. Not to mention, he told 2D it would feel good. He wondered if...
"Whut're ya waitin' for?" he breathed.
"Huh?"
"I fink I'm ready by now. Y-you can do it."
"Are you sure? I don't think..."
"Oh, come on."
"If we're not careful, you'll bleed. A lot."
"You didn't bleed..."
He winced. "I... Uh... Had more... Ah... Experience... In that sense..."
"Really?"
"I-I-I... Don't really wanna talk 'bout it. But trust me, if you want me to do this right, you'll hafta be patient." True. But he was also trying to buy time.
"Fine."
"... I l-love you, 2D."
He stared at Murdoc for a couple seconds, then smiling, he said, "I luff you, too."
Murdoc smiled back. He kissed 2D again, sucking his tongue into his own mouth. While he was doing this, he put in a fourth finger... And then a thumb. He opened up his hand, widening the growing hole. He continued this motion, wiggling his fingers around inside of the other man, sticking them in farther... And then pulling them out. After a while, he withdrew all of his fingers and stopped kissing 2D.
2D looked up at Murdoc.
Murdoc looked down at 2D. He scooted closer, and picked up the jelly again. He took off the cap and got some more out. He set it down. He took what was on his hand and covered his (words, words, words...)




FuckFuck
PantPant
MoanMoan
KissKiss
Cuuuum.

Fuck you all!


...


No, not really.
I'll give you official 2DxMuds smut/2D losing his anal virginity...
At a somewhat...

...

Later date.

Thank you all, and good night.

"Murdoc... Wake up..." said a very angry 2D.
"H-huh?"
"You bludy bastard."
"Wh-whot?"
"You. Fell. Asleep."
"Huh?!" he sat up.
2D sighed. "Ya know... You've done some pretty mean fings ta me before... But this is just annoyin'."
"Whot 'appened?"
"You were about ta... And... You were supposed to be havink sex wiff me. And you... Fuckin' fell asleep. Am I THAT borin'?"
"No! No... I..."
"Whot's yer problem, anyways?"
"I... I'm sorry, 2D."
"Yeh?"
"I was... Tired..."
"Ya di'n't even do anyfink wiff me. I mean... Ya kissed me... And... Ya kinda rubbed against me a little... But... Then... Ya slowed down... And... Kinda drifted off... And... Fell asleep on me... Lit'r'ly. I 'ad ta push ya off."
"Um... I... I'm really... Sorry... Sorry, 2D..."
"Yeah."
(Haha, n00bs. They didn't have sex. XD at you.)
"Can I make it up to you somehow?"
"Like, how, somehow?"
"Uhm... Wol... 'Ow 'bout... 'Ey, I'll do whotever ya want."
"Really? Whotever I want?"
"... Fer the next 24 hours."
"24 hours?" 2D looked over at the clock. "That'd be... Hmm... Are you serious?"
"Yes." he sighed.
"Why're ya bein' so nice to me?"
"I thought you knew."
"It just doesn't... Seem like you."
"Wol... Did you know... I 'aven't had a drink... Or a smoke... Since before the shooting?"
2D looked unfazed. "Yeah. Right. Sorry, but ya can't pull that one over me."
"Look. We've been together for the past... Like... 17 hours."
"20."
"Okay. Right. Did you even notice that I've gone without alcohol and nicotine for the past... 20 hours?"
"... Huh."
"Is that all you can say?" he asked blandly.
"Yer not actin' any more pissy than usual..."
He sighed. "Nope."
"Why?"
"I was in a coma fer... Six months... Right?"
"Yeh..."
"And rehab..."
"Yeh."
"And now home. I haven't had anything at all."
2D gave him a look. "Is that why yer actin' so bludy weird?"
"Weird?" he said in a defensive tone.
"Yeh. I fink that maybe... Ya've gone a little crazy in tha 'ead."
"... No, I 'aven't."
"You act like it."
"How so?"
"Everyfin'."
"Everything?"
He nodded.
"Hmm..."
"I mean... You'd neva..." he paused.
"I'd neva whot?"
"... Wol... Ya know..." he looked down.
"Sleep with you?"
"Wol... Yeh... And... 'Specially not... Be on bottom... Ya know?"
He gritted his teeth. "Wol... I only did that... Cos... You... You was challengin' me."
"I-I-I di'n't mean ta be..."
"Yeah, yeah, sure..."
"But... I mean... You... You did fings for me... That... I neva coulda even dreamed you'd do."
"Wol... I neva woulda thought of it either. Not in my life."
"I mean... I've thought of it before... Cos..."
"Cos whut?"
"Wol... I found this... Story... One time when I... I Googled myself... And this gurl... Had written this story... And..."
Murdoc got a strange look on his face.
"It was about us... Ya know?"
He slowly nodded. "Yeah..."
"It really wasn't that bad... And... I mean... I thought it was weird... Cos... She 'ad me in a dress... But..."
"But whot?"
"When I saw she'd drawn it... I actually thought... I might look good in one. So... That's why... I... I wanted to try it."
"Oh..."
"But, yeh... The story was interestink... And weird. She said that I said fings that... Wol... It made me kinda... Embarrassed... I mean... Even though it wasn't like... I'd actually said 'em... But it felt weird to fink that my fans... Would... Say that... About me."
"Huh."

Rae continues before Sae eats her face. :33



(That was a note from an annoying person. << I'll write when I feel like it.)

(Two minutes 'til midnight. PRESENTS!)

(Not really. I have no presents.)





(...)





(I want to go to the mall.)








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(After some talk of fanfics...)


"They said that I did THAT?!"
2D laughed. "Yeah! And they reckoned that Noodle had somefink fer Russ, too!"
"Whoaa... Too much, maaan..." he chortled.
"I know!"
"Fans are good, and all that... But sometimes... I think they're stranger than we are."
"They can be."
"But, so, I mean... You actually read MORE?"
"Wol... Yeah. Some of 'em..." he went quiet. "Weren't... That... Bad..."
"Like whot?"
"Uh... I dunno... Um... I mean... There was this one... Um... Wiff... Wol... Uh... It was like... Uhm..."
Murdoc gave him a look.
"I... Kinda... Uh... L-liked it."
"Really?"
He looked down and blushed. "Y-yeh."
"Whotcha makin' that face fer?"
"Um... N-no reason..."
"I dun believe ya."
"Why not?"
"I 'ave no reason ta."
"L-l-look... Can we talk 'bout sumfin' else?"
"Why?"
"Cos... Th-this subject is kinda... Uh... Borin'."
"Boring? No. I find it quite interestin'." he smiled, "Tell me more."
2D just kept his mouth shut.
"Can I guess?"
"Guess whot?"
"Why ya don't wanna talk about it?"
"... It don't matta..."
"Sure it does. To me."
"M-Murdoc..."
"You liked it too much, and that's why you don't want to talk about it. You touched yourself. Didn't you?"
He hesitated. "Wh-whot ya fink that for?"
"You did, didn't you?"
2D squirmed a little. "Wol... Maybe..."
Murdoc smirked. "Yo're such a li'l whore, ya know that?"
No answer.
"But that's okay. I'm much more of one than you'll eva be..." he laughed.


(I GOT A RUSSEL DOLL AT SPENCERS! :O! *CabbagePatch* :D!)

(Starting again, after too long of a hiatus. February 18 2008)

(Random rabid fangirl note: On page 190 of 'Rise of the Ogre', 2D has a Robin's Egg Blue kerchief in what looks like his left back jean's pocket. According to a list I found on 'Minotaur's Sex Tips for Slash Writers' it means he's a '69 Top'. O_o ... Of course, if it turns out that it's on his right pocket, it would mean that he's a '69 Bottom'. I look too much into these things.)

"God knows THAT, Muds." 2D rolled his eyes and smiled.
Murdoc returned the smile. "But hopefully you know I won't be doing any... Whoring around while we're together."
"Really?"
"I don't need to, right?"
He smiled again. "At this rate, you'll be lucky to stay awake long enough for ME. Much less someone else."
"Yer never gonna let me live that down, are ya?"
He giggled and shook his head.
"Look. I'm gonna make it up to ya, awright?"
"How?"
"I told ya. I'll do whateva."
"Hmm... Umm... How 'bout... Can I play wif your bass guitar?"
Murdoc's eyes twitched, but he then regained (some) composure. "Ah... A-alright... Ss-ure..."
"Holy Christ, you're serious."
He took a deep breath. "Yes."
"Okay. Just making sure. I won't touch your baby."
"Oh, stop it."
"I don't really want to. I was just seeing if you were serious or not."
"Are you gonna keep doing this kind of stuff to me? Cos it's getting really annoying."
"Wol... You've lied to me before... And... I don't really... Trust you."
"You don't trust me? ... I can't say I'm surprised."
"So... You understand?"
"... Yes... But I still think it's obnoxious."
"Okay... Wol... Lessee... You said... You'd do whateva?"
"Yeh."
"I don't ask fer much... Cos there ain't much I want."
"Hopefully that'll make this day a lot easier for me..."
"Wol... Fer now... Can you... Take me out... On a... Er... Date...?"
"To where?"
"Tha movies..." He said, putting his hands behind his back in a coy way. "And dinner..." 2D smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah..." Murdoc looked suspicious.
"... Yeh. Tha's whot I want."
"I know there's a catch." He said, his eyes narrowed.
"I want you to... Kiss me. While we're out. And... Hold my hand and stuff."
"Err... I'm not much fer... PDA."
"I KNOW that's a lie."
"Yeah..." He sighed. "But... Whot if someone... Like a fan, or something... Sees us?"
He crossed his arms. "You said whateva. I'm takink whateva."
"... Will you be dressed up like a girl?"
He shook his head.
"Damn."
"I'm 100% male. And that's who yer goin' out wiff."
"100, eh? I beg to differ..."
"Come on, Muds." He got up. "I'm wearing my khakis."
"... Okay..." He sighed, getting off the bed.
2D pulled on some boxers and his khakis. But the next thing he did was pick up Murdoc's grey sweater and put it on.
He laughed, "Whot're ya doin'?"
"I'm gettin' dressed..." He smiled.
"Whut'm I supposed ta wear?"
"Ya can... Wear somefin' of mine..."
"Oh, yeh?"
"Sure."
"Hey, where's my..."
2D giggled as he put Murdoc's inverted cross around his own neck.
"Now you're REALLY askin' fer it."
"Hee hee... I know..." 2D picked up a shirt out of his dresser. "'Ere." He tossed it over to Murdoc.
"'Hello Kinky', eh? You really know how ta pick 'em out, don't ya, 2D?" He said, pulling the shirt over his head.
"I guess..." He smiled.
Murdoc got his underwear and jeans off of the floor and put them on. "So... Where're we goin'?"
"I feel like... Havin' some Italian."
(ITALY! REPREZENT! W00T W00T! [Yes. I'm reprezenting Italy by mentioning Italian food. >> I'm a sad excuse for an Italian.{I still lurve Italian food, though.}])
"Mm... Sounds good."
"Let's go, then."
"Okay." He held out his arm in a gentlemanly fashion. (GASP.)
But instead of taking hold of his arm, 2D jumped onto Murdoc's back, grabbed the arm, and put it around his leg for support.
"Oof!"
"Am I too heavy?"
"Quite the opposite. I just... Didn't expect that." He grabbed 2D's other leg, shifting the weight a little.
2D smiled, "I know. But I want ya ta carry me."
"Okay. If that's whut ya want, I'll gladly do it."
He laid his head down on Murdoc's shoulder. "Carry me to tha car."
"Okay..."

(No, don't ask me 'WHAT CAR?!?!!!!111' ... They're celebrities. They probably have cars they drive around in on a normal basis. [Grocery store trips and things like that.] I mean, seriously, what says 'Look at me' like the Geep or Murdoc's Winnebago? I don't think they'd be driving around in those. And no, I don't think they ride bikes. [It's more healthy, yes, but what chain smokers like 2D and Murdoc want to be riding about on bicycles? {And they're anything BUT healthy.}])

"Table fer two."
The host gave a strange look at the very under-dressed, scruffy looking men before him. One looked like he'd been dead for years, and the other looked like a chestless punk rocker female. But the tight khakis he was wearing said otherwise. "Yes, just follow me."
Giggle Giggle
Dirty Laughter
Whisper Whisper Whisper
"Muds!"
"Harrharr..."
"Hee... Yer so bad..."
The man showed them the table, "Someone will be here to take your drink orders soon."
"Fank ya much." Said the perky she-male.
"Yeh..." Mumbled the zombie.
"Of course." He walked away. 'It's gonna be a long night...' He thought to himself, sighing.

(Here comes the quaint little small talk... [Aww.])

2D sat down, his arms slumping onto the table. He lifted his hands, as to prop up his head, using his elbows as support. High society? What's that?
Murdoc sat on the chair facing 2D, taking one of his hands and sliding his fingers in-between the fingers of the paler, skeleton-thin man before him. He pulled the hand close to his face, his tongue flicked out to take in the two longest fingers and hold them gently between his teeth.
"Whot're ya doin'?" 2D giggled.
He then sucked them into his mouth, moving them around as one would do with some sweet candy. When he took them out, he said, "Oh, nothing..." This was followed by a smirk and a kiss to the wet skin.  (Sexual innuendoes? Noooo... Of course noooot...)
He smiled. "I love ya, Muds..."
"I love you, too."
Those glazed over black eyes were staring into the dark mis-matched ones opposite him. He felt like he could just sit there staring, hand in hand... Forever.
"Whutcha thinkin' 'bout?"
"... Oh... Nofin'..." He looked down.
"Oh, come on."
"Wol... I'm finkin' 'bout you..."
"Mmm..."
"And 'ow 'appy I feel right now... Cos ya make me 'appy... Ya know?"
"Yeh? I ain't feelin' so bad, either." He smiled, kissing 2D's hand again.
"Um... Sir?"
"Huh?"
"I said... Can I take your drink orders now?"
"Oh... Right... Hah... Sorry, mate."
"That's quite alright."
"Whaddya want, 2D?"
"Oh... Call me luv."
"Heheh... Okay... Whaddya want... Luv?"
The waiter resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"I just want water..."
"I'll take a... Coke." (COCA COLAAAAA! :D)
"Very good, sirs, I'll be right back."
"Whatcha gonna eat, Muds?"
"I dunno. You look sweet enough to eat. I might just have you." Fingers into the mouth again.
"Hee... Yer so silly..."
(I seriously have no idea what they'd order. >< So don't get mad at me.)
"I know... Hmm... Maybe I'll just have..." He picked up the menu. "Hmm... Maybe some grilled salmon."
"Ooh... I wanna try that..."
"I'll share... As long as ya share with me..."
"Okay!"
"Whot're you gonna 'ave?"
"I was finkin' of gettin' tha ravioli wif mushrooms."
"That sounds good."
The waiter walked up with their drinks. "Here's the water... And the Coke."
"Fank yas."
"Do you know what you'll be ordering tonight?"
"Yes."
"I'll be getting the grilled salmon... And that sexy bloke over there is havin' tha ravioli with mushrooms."
2D blushed and giggled. (Yeah. He's giggling a lot. I know. But it's kinda weird to type '2D chuckled' or '2D snickered'. It doesn't really fit what I'm writing.)
"O-okay... I'll take those menus... And get your orders up as soon as possible."
"Good."
"Ya'r embarassin' me, Murdoc..."
"Oh, but it's true."
"Ya really fink I'm sexy?"
"Wol... Yeah." The next few words were separated each by a kiss. Starting at the wrist and up to the shoulder. "Sexiest - Bein' - In - The - Whole - Bloody - World."
2D smiled and put a hand on Murdoc's face.
Murdoc leaned over and pressed his lips against the other man's.
Some random old lady gasped and said, "I dare say!" And then started mumbling. "People these days... I swear, it's just getting worse and worse..."
"I fink we're makin' a scene..." 2D whispered in-between kisses.
"So? Let 'em watch. I don't give a damn."
"Whot if we get kicked out?"
"Then we'll go somewhere else, eh?"
"Okay..."
"Errm... Excuse me?" Said a female voice.
"Whot?" Murdoc growled.
"Umm... A-are you... You... You're M-Murdoc and 2D from G-Gorillaz... Aren't you?"
"Yes, ma'am." Smiled 2D.
"I didn't... I didn't know you guys were... G-gay..."
"We're not, you sodding tart." Murdoc snapped.
"Oh, don't be mean, Muds. She's just askin'."
"Wol, it's personal." He sat back in his chair.
2D looked hurt. He sat back timidly as well.
"We-ell... Can... Can I have your a-autographs?"
"Sur-"
"NO. Fuck off." Murdoc shot her a murderous glare.
The girl quickly ran away.
"Whot's wrong, Muh-doc?"
"I just don't like people bein' all... Nosey... All up in my business..."
"Wol... That's celebrity life."
He sighed. "I... Yer right."
"I know."
"I... I'm sorry."
"Tha's okay."
"It kinda ruined the moment, eh?"
"Yeh..." 2D sighed. "It kinda did..."
The waiter walked up with their orders.
(Fastest. Service. Ever. :O!)

(And I'm skipping some time, now. Cos I don't feel like writing about them eating.)

"That was a really nice meal." Said 2D, getting in the car.
"Yeh. But I'd like ta have some dessert." Murdoc smirked.
"Des-"
He leaned over, putting a hand on 2D's shoulder, and started kissing his ear.
2D smiled, scooting a little bit closer towards him and closing his eyes.
Murdoc took hold of 2D's chin with the hand that wasn't on his shoulder. He turned his head a little and pulled 2D towards himself, kissing him.
He gladly opened his mouth, inviting in the long tongue.
Murdoc shifted in his seat a little when he felt a hand come down to rest on his thigh. He moved his hand from being on 2D's shoulder to the small of his back.
2D traced his fingers a little farther up Murdoc's leg, getting closer to the place where his two lower limbs met. He continued feeling farther, when he reached a bulge in the jeans. He grabbed onto it, squeezing and groping slowly until the bulge got noticeably larger and harder. He started petting and clenching a little faster and more vigorously, feeling the body under his fingers move up and closer towards him.
Murdoc reached the hand on 2D's back down a little, getting his fingers down the khakis and slipping past the boxers to the warm skin underneath. He grabbed onto the pale flesh, pulling 2D up by his left cheek, and onto his own lap. It was easier to access and explore other parts of the body in this position. Murdoc's fingers came down a little more, searching for something in particular. He found it.
2D felt fingers and a thumb pulling his ass cheeks apart, and then, a middle finger poking the tight hole in the middle.
"Relax a li'l bit." Murdoc breathed.
2D took in a deep breath, slowly letting it out as he felt the finger go inside of him. He shifted, letting it go in a little farther. His breath was heavy and fast. He felt another finger go in. Moving in and out. And a third. This was sort of starting to hurt. His grip on Murdoc tightened quickly. When a fourth finger was making an attempt to go inside, he winced, whimpering quietly.
"Are ya okay?"
"This 'urts a li'l..." His voice sounded pained and heightened.
"Mmm... Yeh..." He looked around. "I don't think we 'ave anything in 'ere... But there is one thing we could try." He pulled all of his fingers out.
2D gasped a little bit, squirming. "Well... Wh-whot is it?"
"Let's get in the back seat."
He nodded, crawling over into the back of the car.
"Lay back."
2D did as he was told, stretching out across the seat.
Murdoc climbed over, getting on top of 2D; but instead of facing him, he was sitting on his stomach, facing the other way. He began to undo the khakis.
"Um..."
"Yah ever done a sixty-nine before?"
"Uh... No..."
"Okay. But you know what I'm saying, right?"
"Yes."
"Wol, that's kinda whut we're doing. Only this is just to get you ready for some REAL sex." He pulled off 2D's trousers and underpants and dropped them on the floor. "Saliva will work just fine as a lubricant."
"O-oh..."
"Let's get started, babe."
2D pulled Murdoc's legs down onto his shoulders. He started to undo his jeans, when he felt something strange. Something long and wet going into him. "U-uh..." He glanced over to see what was going on. He couldn't see very well what Murdoc was doing, but he could sure as hell feel it. It felt weird, but pretty good at the same time. He did his best to concentrate on what he was about to do. He undid Murdoc's jeans and pulled down his underwear. He took the hard, throbbing cock into his mouth.
(Don't complain to me about my choice of words. I'm going for least objectionable, here. [And 'wanker' kind of ruins the moment. Oh, whoops, I just did, didn't I?])
Murdoc licked, kissed and nibbled on the tender skin, hearing muffled moans and whining from the younger male. (TWINK! :P) "Do you think yer ready?"
"I-I fink so..."
"Are ya sure?"
"Y-y-yes..."
Murdoc sat up, turning himself around to look at 2D. "I love ya."
"I l-love you... I love you so m-much."
He leaned down to kiss him. And then pulled away. "This might hurt you..."
"Wol... 'Ow much?"
"I really can't say. Cos I don't know."
"But... Whot about..."
"I hurt me the first time because I had no preparation. But you have. So, it won't be so bad..."
"... How bad did it hurt you the first time?"
He took in a deep breath. "I bled. A lot. It 'urt."
2D looked sad. "I... I'm sorry..."
"It's okay. It wasn't your fault."
"... I still wish that hadn't happened to you."
"Prison rape shouldn't happen to anybody. But it does, eh?"
2D sighed.
"But I will go really easy on you, okay, luv?"
"O-okay."
"Just take deep breaths. And relax as much as you can, okay?"
"Awright."
Murdoc lifted up 2D's legs, so that they were around his waist. "Just let me know if this hurts you too much, and I'll slow down."
2D nodded.
He guided himself inside, pushing the head in slowly and carefully.
2D clenched his fists, breathing deeply.
"It's okay. Just relax." Murdoc purred.
"It hurts..." He whispered.
"Is it too much for you?"
"... N-no. Just... Do it."
"Okay." He leaned down to kiss 2D again, moving his body up and closer, getting himself inside farther.
2D had started kissing Murdoc back, but when the whole head had penetrated him, he whined. It was muffled by Murdoc's mouth, but still noticeable.
"Are you okay?"
He nodded. "Just go. Do it."
"Okay..." He said, "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"You may want to bite onto something."
"Why would I..." 2D cried out, biting onto Murdoc's shoulder as he felt Murdoc shove the rest of himself inside.
Murdoc began to move in and out of 2D, with long, slow thrusts.
"Nnnn... Mmph..." He moaned, biting down harder into Murdoc's skin.
The pace gradually quickened, with grunts and groans from Murdoc and moans and screams from 2D.
The car moved back and forth with a set rhythm, that, after about 45 more minutes, began to speed up again for the last time.
"Unh... Murdoc..." 2D breathed, "... Go f-faster..."
He did so, at this point, slamming into the smaller man as fast as he could, getting extremely close to the point of orgasm.
2D reached climax first, the top half of his body going limp and falling back onto the car door armrest.
It didn't take long for Murdoc to catch up, filling him with the white, sticky liquid.
They laid there for a few minutes, breathing heavily.
2D smiled tiredly. "That wasn't so bad..."
"So, was it as good fer you as it was fer me?"
"Mm... If it was completely amazing beyond anyfink in the 'ole world for ya... Then... Yeh."
Murdoc kissed 2D on the forehead, "Let's go home."
"Only if you can carry me in."
"I tired ya out, huh?"
"Oh, shut it. I ain't neva done this before."
"I know. I'm just messin' with ya." They kissed one last time before Murdoc crawled into the front seat to drive.
When they reached Kong studios, 2D had gotten his boxers back on, but fell asleep shortly after.
Murdoc zipped up and buttoned his jeans, and then grabbed 2D, carrying him on his back. He had his khakis draped over his shoulder.
Russel was inside, reading a newspaper. He glanced up when he heard a door open. He quirked a brow. "Er... Hi, Muds..."
"Shh... He's sleeping." Murdoc whispered.
"YOU'RE worried about waking 2D up? Now I've seen everything..."
"Well... He's... Had a long night... If ya know whot I mean. Heheh..."
Russel rolled his eyes. "You guys HAVE been out a while."
"Yeah... I know."
"Well, whatever. You guys get some sleep."
"We will." Murdoc said. "We'll be sleeping very well tonight." And with that, he headed off to 2D's room.