Chapter1

Murdoc rolled over and rubbed his head. It was 4:17 in the morning- ridiculously early in his opinion. He staggered out from the covers and wandered blindly for the loo. After relieving himself, he grabbed and opened beer and settled in front of the idiot box for several hours.

Several minutes later, there was a loud crash outside.

"What the…?"

Murdoc leapt of the couch and opened the bago door. A flash of violet and black sped past and entered Kong. Without a seconds hesitation, he grabbed a shirt and followed the being into the studio.

Murdoc edged cautiously down the corridor. He didn't know what to expect. There hadn't been any zombies in Kong for several years. Maybe they were back. Either that or it was some big assed rat. He stopped outside the loos, there was a horrible sound coming from within. Murdoc sighed, the zombies must be back. He rolled up his shirt sleeves and prepared to fight. He opened the door and crept silently up to the offending cubicle. He was just about to kick the door, when he heard soft murmurs- in Japanese.

Why didn't he think of that before? Of course it was Noodle. The violet hair- duh. She hadn't been too well recently either. He entered the cubicle and found Noodle sat on the floor with her back to the grotty tiled wall.

"You alright love?"

"What do you bloody think?"

O.K. Maybe it was a stupid question.

"Don't be like that love."

He knelt in front of her and pushed several obstructing bangs from her face.

"Oh Noods. Come ere."

Murdoc leant over and pulled the girl from the corner. Her skin was pale and she seemed so fragile. He guided her over to the sinks and swabbed her down, her forehead was warm yet she was shaking slightly. Murdoc stepped away from her and looked to see what she was wearing. A small, black lace cami top. That was all. He pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it over Noodle. It hung off her limply.

"Is there something you want to talk about?"

"No. I'm fine."

She turned sharply and made for the door. She collapsed before she reached the door. She felt so weak. Murdoc walked slowly to her side.

"You eint fine love. Just look at yourself."

She didn't attempt to get up. She just lay there on the floor.

"Love. I gotta ask ya something. It's been really bugging me."

Noodle didn't respond. Murdoc leant over and tapped her cheek lightly with his hand.

"Leave me alone." Her tone was harsh, kind of hurt.

Well. At least she was conscious.

"O.K. Here goes. Is everything alright between you and faceache? You seem pretty distant, you eint yourself."

"Everything's fine."

Noodle's voice faltered. Murdoc could tell she was lying.

"What's he doing to ya?"

"He's not doing anything. It's me that's the problem."

"What do ya mean love?"

"Murdoc-san."

She bit her lip hard, how could she say this.

"I think the cancers back."