A/N: Hey guys! This is my very first fanfic in a very long time. It will be a mixture of sex, drugs, angst and drama but there will also be nice moments with romance and all that good stuff. It will be 2D and Murdoc so please don't read if you don't like. Otherwise... enjoy...

I do not own Gorillaz

Warning [will vary with each chapter]: Death

Prologue

He stood over him, slowly inching away. He felt sick. Time seemed to stop and everything moved in slow motion as he let out a pained scream. He wanted to throw up. He wanted to turn and run but his body wouldn't move. The echoing bang was still ringing in his ears making his head throb. Fuck that damn hangover. How could he be so stupid? He knew better than to leave things like that lying around for the dullard to find. He'd been drinking too much and he had said horrible things to him. A terrible feeling washed over him. A mixture of sadness and guilt but soon all replaced by anger.

He reached out and took the cold hand in his own, checking for a pulse. Nothing. He squeezed the thin hand, holding it tightly. What a fool he was. What a fool they both were. They should have stopped everything before it even started. None of this would have happened. He leaned down and pressed his lips on the younger man's cold, pink lips. Tears escaped his mismatched eyes and dripped down onto the singer's face.

A loud thud brought Murdoc back to reality. He raised his head and turned to find the source of the noise. The handgun had fallen off the bed and landed on the ground by Murdoc's feet. The bassist let out a low growl and turned to 2D again.

The blue-haired singer had a small smile on his face, looking paler than ever, with a trail of blood dripping down his face from the wound on his forehead. He looked peaceful. He looked happy. Of course he did; he was gone.

"Yew're a fuckin' idiot, d' yew know that, faceache?" He said, his voice sounding hoarse. "Look whatcha gone on 'n did." His green fingers genly caresses the singer's cheek then traced the bullet hole between his eyes. "Yer bed's stained wit' yer fuckin' blood, dullard. I told yew to keep away. I warned yew not to touch it. I warned yew... I warned yew!"

Murdoc's vision became blurry as more tears gathered up in his eyes. "I WARNED YEW!" He shouted then quickly grabbed the gun from the floor and placed the end in his mouth. "...warned..."

The Satanist pulled the trigger but received only a small click from the gun. 2D had used up the last bullet.

"I-I hate yew.." Murdoc sobbed, pulling the gun out of his mouth. "I fuckin' hate yew Stuart..!"

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