Gorillaz Slash 6

2D frowned at the apple he was eating. There was nothing wrong with it. The skin was green and slightly sour but it mixed well with the sweetness on the inside. Frowning at his early breakfast he glanced down at his silver wrist watch, it was going on five in the morning and he had yet slept. His eye hurt, it was bruised from the fist that hit it a few days ago. But it was bruised nonetheless and he didn't want Russel finding out. He didn't want trouble. Staring at the apple he remembered something like this before in the morning when he couldn't sleep…

"Whut ya doin' man?" A deep voice asked.  Slightly startled he glanced up to see the blue ghost, Del.

"Oh. Eet's you." 2D blinked slowly.

"Man, da name is Del. Mmkay? So why ya up so early?"

2D shrugged and leaned against the kitchen counter. "Couldn't sleep."

Del nodded slowly looking the singer over who didn't notice while staring at his half eaten apple.

"Ya want dis?" 2d offered the rest of the apple to the un-amused ghost.

"Man dat ain't even funneh."

2D blinked at Del unsure of what he was upset about, slowly he thought about what just happened as the ghost stood folding his transparent arms across his chest watching the slow singer. "Oh." 2D finally squeaked.

"Yah." Del huffed.

"Sorry." 2D offered a tired smile before Del turned waving a big hand.

"Sure man. Whatever." He was suddenly gone like someone clicked on a flashlight where a shadow had been.

It wasn't often that him and Del spoke. For that matter he wondered what happened to that ghost. He was sure Russel had told him but for the life of him he couldn't remember.

With a sigh 2D took another bite of the green apple. He wasn't sure what to do about Murdoc, if he should do anything at all. The singer hated thinking these things out by himself, he liked having someone to talk to but Noodle only made him more confused the last time and Russel didn't know about what was going on between the bass player and the singer. 2D felt a little guilty that the Gorillaz guitarist knew and not the drummer. Noodle did say they were a family. But 2D knew if he ever said anything to Russel about what him and Murdoc do in free time then Murdoc would skin him alive then use his skin to write the next album on.

Sighing 2D sat at the table laying his dented head on it, closing his eyes then wincing at the pain from his right eye. Oh yah… Murdoc punched there. "Ouch." He mumbled. Before he knew it he was dreaming.

Stu-pot walked slowly down the street. It was about to rain and he knew he should have listened to his mum about bringing an umbrella but nooo. It wouldn't matter now anyways.

He realized he was in his school uniform and if he got mud on it his mum would be upset. So he started running up the street hoping to beat the rain. But it seemed no matter how far or hard he ran the road went no where. Music started playing, "It took seconds of your time to take his life…It took seconds." He knew that song it was by his favorite band The Human…something. It got away from him.

Slowly it seemed like his strides were growing longer and when he looked down he could see his legs were longer. Stopping dead he looked at a shop window seeing his refection. It was him but he was taller and older looking. His azure hair was messy but what the odd thing was… his eyes. They were black.

It was him. Right? Just to be sure he made faces suddenly startled by the two missing front teeth. Blinking and rubbing his eyes he seen it was him again, Stuart Pot. But there was something odd. Inside the store a bright light moved closer speeding toward him and getting bigger. Putting his hands on the glass he realized he was looking outside. That meant he was inside. A car flew into the window and against his skull.

With a yelp 2D sat up in the kitchen chair so fast it fell backward tossing him out on the floor and letting his head connect painfully with the fridge. With a groan he slowly sat up rubbing the throbbing spot of his skull while his eyes fell on the microwave digital clock it was going on ten in the morning. Had he been asleep for… After counting off his fingers he got the answer of Five hours.

Standing, the singer glanced at the green skinned, now brown apple that laid on the table top. Frowning he picked it up, turning he tossed it in the trashcan. Wiping his hands on his dark jeans he froze at the small Japanese axe princess that stood in the doorway.

"Everything okay, 2D-san?" Noodle asked eyeing him up and down curiously then strode over to him staring up at his bruised eye. "That was not from the fridge."

With a chuckle the singer nodded. "Yah… Murdoc sort of… kind of…" His black eyes fell down to the axe princess's eyes that peeked out from behind her hair. "I dun't fink I'll figure eet out."

"Maybe yoo should talk to him then?"

2D's eyebrows furrowed and he felt his chest tighten. "Noodle, ever try talkin' t' dat guy? I mean, 'bout somefink 'e doesn't want t'?"

"Hai." Noodle stared at the singer in such a way that made 2D believe she was the most mature and intelligent person he knew. "I think yoo should, 2D-san." When 2D opened his mouth to say how bad of an idea that was she went on. "Yoo should not say anything that might upset him."

"I fink everyfing I do annoys 'im."

"Uhm. Well, Do not make jokes," 2D frowned but she went on. "He doesn't find them funny 2D-san."

"Okay."

"Don't cry." 2D just stared at her, his eyes narrowed and she ignored him. "Yoo might be better off letting him do the talking until he's not mad anymore. Once he's blown off all his steam, then try and talk."

"Mmkay…" 2D nodded slowly as the two started for the doorway heading out into the corridor. "But eff I disappear ya know Muds killed me." The singer tried in a joking tone only managing his joke more as a warning in a tight quiet voice.

Noodle didn't laugh. She knew that the singer wasn't joking even if he tried to sound it that way. She only nodded and said. "I'll be sure to check on yoo two. Besides, I can always get Russel-san to help." Noodle smiled up at 2D as they walked.

"Yah." 2D smiled but his eyebrows furrowed making his smile a worried one. "Fanks Noods-luv."

Once they were at the lift she hugged the tall willowy man and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Good luck 2D-san!"

"I fink I'll need eet." With that he stepped inside and waved at Noodle as the lift doors closed.

Noodle's smiled dropped and she sighed heavily. "I do not think this will end well."
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2D's chest felt tight as he watched the lift doors opened to the carpark. He stepped out, running through his mind what Noodle had told him not to do. As he gingerly stepped toward the dirty mobile home he kept thinking of how to approach the Satanist or what Murdoc might say or how he may act. Before he knew it he was standing at the Winnebago door his right hand lifted ready to knock.

'E'll probably just slam the door in ma face. Then again, wiff my luck 'e ain't home.

As if on cue he heard a familiar grunt. Guess 'e is. He froze when he heard another person, a woman moaning. Murdoc was getting laid. Before 2D knew it he pounded his fist on the door making a loud clatter.

"Oi! Muds! Ya remembered yer crab medication right? Just checkin'!" When everything was dead quiet he grinned then came the woman's high pitched yelling and Murdoc's own gruff yelling. As he turned on his heels the door busted open and a messy dressed woman came rushing out still yelling. 2D stumbled as she shoved past him heading to a car he didn't realize was there before.

"You dent headed moronic twit spawned goat kneed son of a whoring Scottish pig!!" 2D heard the bassist snarl behind him.

"Wot—" 2D barely squawked out before the bassist's gruff hands took hold of his throat and began wringing his neck while shaking him violently. 2D's arms flailed about in a cartoony manner as he struggled to get out of the angry older man's grip. It didn't seem to matter how much the singer struggled and flailed, Murdoc only continued to strangle him.

"Hey Muds, you seen 'D anywhere I've—" Russel stormed over with heavy footsteps. "Get off him!"

Blackness was creeping into 2D's vision as he felt his strength being zapped from him. Suddenly all the pressure that was crushing the singer's throat was gone. 2D inhaled so sharply he began coughing. Gasping in between each cough he blinked through his black watery eyes he stared down at Murdoc who laid flat on the ground in a daze rubbing his head with a groan.

"You okay, 'D?" Russel took 2D's shoulder in one big hand.

2D rubbed his throat still catching the breath that Murdoc squeezed out of him. Slowly he nodded and Russel returned it with another nod before giving the groaning dazed bass player a good kick.

"Let's go man." The heavy drummer led the scrawny singer away from the bass play who began standing as they walked away.

"I'll get you Stu-Pot..." Murdoc growled lowly before heading back inside his Winnebago slamming the door, closing off the rest of the world.

Hours had gone by and the drummer and the singer chilled out by working with a couple of the songs. Russel sighed finally as he looked over at the thin, bruised singer.

"So...'D," Russel started as his blank white eyes scanning over the fading bruises on 2D's face and the new forming bruises around his delicate neck. 2D only raised an eyebrow his black eyes never lifting from the keyboard he tapped at tunelessly. "Whut was dat all about?"

2D froze for a split second before looking at shorter wider man. "Eet's Murdoc."

"Well, yah. Point taken." Russel paused before continuing. "Just seems like there's somethin' going on."

The singer shrugged before offering a cocky grin. "'E was shaggin' an' I pounded on the door askin' eef 'e used his crab meds."

Russel's face deadpanned. "Really?"

When the blue haired man nodded with a chuckle he added. "A bird came runnin' out an' drove away I reckon t' warn other women."

The drummer burst out laughing like a mad man which startled the blue haired dim-wit before he joined in the laughter. Noodle leaned in the doorway and upon spotting her two bandmates laughing she smiled skipping into the room.

"What is so funny?" The axe princess smiled at the two.

The blue haired man choked his eyes wide. He stared at the young Japanese girl as Russel told her. Noodle face tightened for a split second before becoming unreadable. "That is not nice."

"Noodle, he was strangling 'D." Russel stated as a defense.

"I understand. But 2D-san provoked him."

"Noods think of wot 'e's done t' me!" 2D gestured to his bruised face.

"Two wrongs, do not make a right." She eyed both of them from behind her hair. "Both of yoo should know that."

2D and Russel only stared at the younger girl. Once again 2D felt like their young guitarist was the most mature and intelligent person he knew. Which was likely true. The girl strode out of the room leaving the two men in silence.

"Man...she's right. But hey, I was only stopin' him from killing you 'D."

Nodding the singer agreed. But he knew that Noodle was upset at him because she told him what to do and he threw it away just to spite the bassist, Murdoc Niccials.

"I'ma gonna go take a nap. I'm feelin' pretty beat." The drummer chuckled at the lame joke the singer didn't even realize he made. "See you."

Slowly the singer made his way to the lift. He felt a tad guilty but then again the asshole did hassle him all the time. It was only right that he get payback now and again. Hell, he wasn't sure if Murdoc had been this angry with him before. Then came the memory of when the four of them headed different ways. Murdoc had his hands around the singer's throat. It had been Russel who saved him that time as well. Pausing he suddenly remembered the whip cream boot prank and felt heat settle in the pit of his stomach as prickles ran across his face.
So maybe the bass player had been this angry before. But(not counting the band's break up) they shagged all their problems out. Right now he didn't even want to think about...

The lift doors opened to the first floor and the bassist looked as surprised as the singer felt. Murdoc bared his rotten teeth in a sneer as his knuckles whitened. Suddenly 2D felt like a caged bird about to be eaten by a vengeful cat.

"You." Murdoc seethed as he leaped into the lift slamming the singer against the wall spinning to kick the buttons lighting nearly every one up. 2D yelped and remained against the wall trying to press as far away from the angry satanist as he could.

The angry bassist was upon the frightened younger man in an instant grabbing hold of his azure hair. "You whale kissing, snot snorting, knobby kneed son of a pox ridden Bulgarian toad!" Murdoc snarled venomously as his knee met the singer stomach again, and again before slamming the winded 2D's head into the lift wall. "I'm gonna--"

Murdoc froze as something pressed against his throat. 2D's black eyes were narrowed and focused on the satanist's own mismatched eyes.

"What're you gonna do 'D? Slit my throat?" Murdoc asked in a taunting manner. But when no answer came from the singer Murdoc took a better look at 2D's deadpan expression and swallowed. The dullard's serious!

"Listen, 2D, 'D, Stu-Pot..." He cleared his throat nervously be for putting on his most charming and friendly smile. "Stuart, you don't want t' do this."

"No?" 2D asked coldly.

"Nah. You an' I are buddies. Bestmates. Hell, ya love me." His smile wasn't hiding the worry across his gruff face.

"Oh yah? Fink 'bout how many times you've teased me, beat me, an' nearly killed me!"

Murdoc's eyes widened as 2D increased the pressure and dragged it across the bassist's throat. The older man squawked and stepped back as his hand latched to his throat. He stared at the smug looking singer for a long moment as lift door opened behind himself.

2D kicked the bassist causing him to stumble backward and onto the ground of the carpark. The singer smirked as he ran his flick comb through his azure hair. "See you Muds." The blue haired singer leaped past Murdoc only to get his ankle grabbed causing him to fall onto the concrete ground with a yelp.

Ears ringing his head pounded as sharpe pains ran through his skull and jaw. Groaning 2D pushed himself up spitting out blood. He had bit his tongue.
"You," Murdoc seethed as he dragged the singer closer clammering over the scranwier man pinning him down. The younger man struggled but the bassist was stronger. "Fucking little dullard!" Murdoc snarled as he drove his elbow into 2D's spin.

With a scream 2D wipped his elbow back catching the edge of the bass player's eye. Murdoc reeled back cursing loudly giving the singer enough time to push himself up to his feet causing the bassist to fall back. Taking the moment he had 2D scrambled into a run heading across the carpark for anything he could get between him and the angry satanist. Within a moment he slammed a door locking it before pushing against the wall oppasit from the door.

It took Murdoc only seconds to recover from the ground. Darting after the singer he realized something, the dullard had just locked him out of his own Winnabago. That was it... Murdoc snapped he started pounding on the door. "STUFUCKINGPOT!!! YOUCAN'TLOCKMEOUTOFMYWINNABAGO!!"

2D's pigion chest rose and fell quickly as he looked for a way out. That's when his face fell as any hope for escaping was lost when he took in the site of Murdoc's dirty moblie home. I'magonnadiein'ere.