Summery: 2D can't sleep with all the women Murdoc is continuing to bring home and if it wasn't bad enough Murdoc threatens to beat him up if he doesn't do him a favor involving another one-night-stand with a bird. When doing a simple and small favor brings 2D a great surprise he no longer knows what to think of Murdoc any longer.

Author's note: I do not own Gorillaz but I do have an OC or two… ummm what else is there? Oh! This chapter is rated 'T' for strong language and brief violence. Further chapters are most likely the same but may increase to 'M' for Yaoi to put it simply. Heh heh. Anyways… f you do not like male on male shtuffs then hit the back button, or whatever button that brings you to your previous page, and leave my story unhomophobitized (without homophobic criticism) please. ^_^ Thank you and enjoy!
P.S. The setting is in London at the flat, Watch "Do ya' thing" To get a pretty good idea of the place.

2D POV

I was sitting in a chair at the kitchen table, my head in my arms on the table; I didn't get ten fucking minutes of sleep last night. I have never been known to get much sleep with all my occurring nightmares and all but I at least get an couple of hours in, this entire week I have one person to thank for my great lack of sleep this past week. Murdoc Niccals. I-I wouldn't actually go up to him and say 'Thank you for keeping me up for the past week! I've really enjoyed listening to moans and you fucking birds hours on end!' I'm too much of a puss.
Murdoc's been bringing women into the apartment every night for the past six days! I know what you're asking.
"Why doesn't he bring them to his Winnebago?"
Well I'll tell you why! He bloody rammed it into a light pole one night when he decided to drive, drunk of course, and crashed the damn motor home! So the rusty piece of crap is in the shop getting repaired. The fine for the damaged, or rather destroyed, light pole wasn't a big deal for us because we're god damn celebrities and have more money then we probably should! Murdoc wasn't charged with DUI either because they didn't catch him in the act so he got away with that, but the cameras were what caught the mobile rust machine.
So that's why I haven't been sleeping, and I was trying to sleep in the kitchen until you know who decided to wake me up again. Hey, at least he wasn't with a bird. I swear I might have gone off on him if he was. Maybe…
"Oi! Two Dent! Wake the fuck up, I need to tell ya' somethin'." Murdoc whispered harshly. I grumbled, refusing to obey his orders. With out warning Mudz kicked the chair out from under me, I landed on my rump and cursed under my breath knowing that I would probably have a bruise there by next morning.
"Oh, hey, yer awake! Now do meh a favor, Stu. I want yew t-"
"Why the FUCK should I do yew a bloody favor?! You jus' bloody kicked me chair out from under me!" I yelled, sadly regretting it as soon as I had said it. It slipped out with my anger, I didn't mean to speak my thoughts. 'He's gonna hit me, he's gonna hit me, he's gonna hit me!' Was all I could think of now as I felt my face drop to complete shock over myself.
Murdoc growled and scowled at me, getting inches from my face and said quietly, "'Cause I'll beat yew shitless if ya' don't." I swallowed hard but nodded not wanting to have more bruises than I already did. "I-I'll do ya' a favor, Murdoc, jus'-jus' don' 'it me!" I stuttered, waiting for his fist to make contaact with my face. To my surprise Murdc smiled. Not one of his classic and popular smirks or sharp toothed grin, or even anything involving that devilish snake-like tongue of his. No this was an eager smile with a hint of deviance (which was always there no matter what. I mean he's Murdoc fucking Niccals! He's always deviant). 'What the hell did he want me to do for him?' I thought.
"Good." Murdoc said, grabbing my hand and helping me up off the floor. Just as soon as he made contact with my fingers I felt my face burn. 'Stop it! What the hell are you doing blushing because of one simple touch?!' I yelled at myself from inside my head. Once I was fully on my feet Murdoc continued, not even noticing my pink face. "I want yew to convince Noods an' Lard ass ta' go out an' see a movie or sumthin' an' I want yew to keep them out of the 'ouse from seven to ten, longah if possible. I'm brining' a bird over an' she's not exactly an out-late type of girl an' is refusin' at' come over any latah or stay over any lata fer that matter." I could hear him call this new bird of his a 'troublesome bitch' under his breath. "Aftah yew convince them an' they are out an' about doing… whatever it is they are gonna do," He continued. "I want yew to stay up in yer room an' outtah the way of me an' Veronica, do we 'ave a deal or do I 'ave at' beat yew shitless to convince you?"
I tilted my head in confusion and furrowed my thick eyebrows slightly. Murdoc gave a heavy sigh and laid his head in his hands and shook his head. "I knew yew were dense but not this dense." He complained then lifting his head from his hands and place one of them on my shoulder and said slowly to me, as if talking to a two year old, "Get Noods an' Russel outta the ho-"
"I'm not a fuckin' baby, Mudz! I know what yew wan' me at' do… I jus'…" I looked down at the ground at the small space between us, thinking my thought thoroughly. I looked up and asked, "Who's Veronica?"
Murdoc scoffed and took his hand back and shoved it in his trouser pocket. "Veronica?! Stu, I'm bringin' a bird over! If I say a women's name just after talkin' about brining one over fer the night what do yew think?!"
"I don' know! Is-is the birds name Veronica?" I asked dumbfounded.
"We 'ave a winner!" Murdoc yelled raising his hands up and shaking my shoulders lightly. I blushed a dark shade of pink out of embarrassment. "Yes, Two Dent! The bird I'm bringin' over is named Veronica. Wot the 'ell did yew think?!"
"I-I wos finkin'-"
"Don' answer that. I don' wanna know wot goes through that empty container of yers." Murdoc interrupted. It hurt but I brushed it off. "So!" Murdoc continued. "Do we 'ave a deal then?" I sighed and then nodded, agreeing to the deal, "Oh, and 2D…" Murdoc said as I was picking up the fallen chair. "Yeh?" I asked but when I turned to look up at him I was met with a crushing blow to my cheek bone. I staggered back and held my cheek feeling my face heat up as blood rushed to the new injury in hopes of repairing it.
"Don' 'evah scold meh or try an' yell at me either." Murdoc growled through his teeth and walked off. To where, I didn't care, as long as he wasn't going to beat me up any further.

It was six p.m. and I was lying on the couch in the living room with an ice pack on my cheek as I was trying to get some sleep when I herd that scratchy gravely voice I've grown to fear yet can't hate and immediately sat up straight, forgetting about the ice pack as it fell to the floor, and I saw Murdoc coming down the stairs just in time to see me, muttering to himself.
"I'm goin' out at' pick up Veronica… you know wot to do, an' if I come back and they're still here…" Murdoc paused to glare at me and smirk his infamous evil smirk. "Let's jus' say yer already frail body will match yer hair even more." With that he walked further down the stairs, leaving me in pure terror as the thoughts of Murdoc punching, kicking, and just breaking me down more and more, again and again rushed into my head. I herd the door open, a jangle of keys (he's been using my car recently to drive from place to place t pick up his many birds), and the slamming of a door. I let a shaky sigh out and then a quiet stream of curse words then slumped down on the couch, resting my eyes for ten minutes before going upstairs to convince Noodle and Russ of going out for the night.
I found them both in Noods's room, they were playing poker. Noodle was winning, obviously, and not just from her uncontrollable and contagious grin but from the potato chips, cheddar puffs, gum packets, and hard candies she was shoveling toward herself.
"I still don' know how you are so good at poker, baby girl." Russel said, Noodle's contagious smile obviously taking affect.
"She prob'ly learned it from Mudz." I said, anouncing my presence.
Noodle chuckled and gave a childish 'maybe' as she took a potato chip from her now enormous pile of junk food and ate it.
"So… how 'bout yew guys go an' 'ave some fun. Maybeh a movie or some shoppin'. Oh! Yew could go check out tha' new skatin' ri-"
"Why the sudden want of riddin' us from the house, 'D?" Russel asked, interrupting me. I swallowed, my face noticeably pale. "Uhh… I-I Uhh…" All of a sudden Noodle gasped and rushed over to me gently touching my bruised cheek, a look of sorrow and pain in her eyes, almost as if she were the one Murdoc slugged.
"Murdoc hit you again… didn't he?" She asked. I only nodded, not knowing what else to say really. "And you only want us to go out so you could have some privacy, am I right? Away from everyone especially Murdoc since he's out and probably for the rest of the night." She finished, looking up at me in pure sympathy. I nodded again. The tiny girl pretty much did the convincing, leaving me silent as a fucking mime!
Noodle turned away from me to look at Russel. "How about we head out and go check out that new skating rink and maybe after that a movie, Russ, please?" Noodle pleaded. I stared over at Russel and he stared back for a moment then nodded. "Yeah, sure baby girl. When do ya' wanna go?" Russel asked, looking away from me and back at the tiny Japanese girl who in return grinned and said fifteen minutes so that she could get changed. She hadn't changed out of her pajama's yet, silly girl. I leaned down and whispered into her ear a 'thank you' and she turned around and hugged and then hurried both Russel and I out the room for her to get changed.

After they left for the skating rink it was 6:41 p.m.. It had taken Noods longer than fifteen minutes to get ready like she said. Girls, they always took forever to get ready.
I was again lying down on the couch. I had slept another ten, fifteen, minute nap. I woke up not feeling any better from my brief sleep. I reached over for my ice pack on the floor and found that it was completely wet and had leaked onto the carpet. I cursed under my breath and sat up taking the limp wet ice pack to the kitchen and tossed it into the sink. I went back to the living room to dry up the wet spot on the carpet then a sudden sensation washed over me. Specifically my groin area. I had to take a piss. I quickly rushed off to the nearest bathroom. Before I reached the bathroom next to Murdoc's room, literally ten feet away from it, I hear the front door open and an obviously female voice sound through the flat and Murdoc's voice followed in it's deep seductive tone and then Veronica's giggling. I bolted into the bathroom. I was supposed to be in my room but I really doubt I could make it up to my bathroom in my room with my bladder practically screaming at me to piss already.
I was practically praying that when I left the safety of the bathroom that Murdoc wouldn't see me and beat me up again for not obeying his strict command and orders. Especially not in front of his new bird. How humiliating that would be!

Author's end note: Well… did ya' like it? I hate cliff hangars, well reading them, but writing them is pretty fun, so sorry about that! XD Anyways I'd love it if you rate and review/ comment… uhhh please no bad comments (or homophobic remarks, I already warned you earlier so if you do I will block you… pr something… I don't fucking know). It's just annoying to see homophobic remarks and criticisms, and they hurt too. (I'm gay! So take that homophobes!) Lol anyways sorry. I hope you liked the intro, there will be more chapters along the way… How many? I don't know… maybe five? Don't ask me that until a couple more chapters pass.