A/N: Featuring Phoebe and Walker from Hollyoaks. Also Featuring John From the film "Equilibrium" and The character Lisbeth from "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo" Thank you to all the readers that got this story to One Hundred Reviews. This story was supposed to be a one-shot. Thanks to everyone who's read and reviewed the story. If you've got any ideas for the story, feel free to share ideas. If you're looking an X rated Nick Diaz story you might want to read "Never Too Late For A TKO" As for putting more "Adult" scenes in the story Miller and Carlos will get "closer" In later chapters. Later on Miller and Nick will cross the friendship line, but they're going to have a lot of issues.
Four AM In the morning. John had to rally all his troops. He set the papers on his mattress and tapped the top bunk. "Walker. Walker?" John asked. It was time to practice Gun Kata. Gun Kata was a mixture of MMA and Taekwondo. They practised it every morning for an hour. Walker came in at 4:01 AM. "Walker you're late" John said. Phoebe was close on Walker's coat-tails. She was an Eighteen year old runaway that had been found by Walker in a hostel. "So we doing the gun thingy...or what?" She asked sitting on John's bed. "Okay" John said getting up. "Let's all assume North position please" "Wait" Walker said. "Don't you want to know why I was late?" Walker asked. "Walker just spit it out" Phoebe said. "I'm gonna go out in a bit" Phoebe said. "What? Where? Outside to see that Alpha?" John asked. "Who I see is none of your fucking business" Phoebe said.
"Guys listen. I was late because we have a newbie" Walker said. "Please don't let it be another fucking girl" Phoebe said. "Why are you so threatened by other girls? It's unhealthy" John said. "Fuck off" Phoebe said, looking at the door. "So Walkie, bring him in"Phoebe said. Walker disappeared through the door and pulled Miller closer to the door. "What the fuck am I doing?" Miller asked. He hadn't slept much. Walker had been cool, almost nice. He'd stayed up with him to listen to his problems. He didn't say anything about Nate, just that he couldn't take living at Nick's place anymore.
Walker had bandaged the burn on his wrist. It wasn't hurting as much but Miller wasn't willing to join Walker's club and be the newest kid in class. Not yet. "Come in, we don't bite" Walker said. "I've gotta go. I've gotta sort everything out and then I'll come back for your...play-date" Miller said. "Okay, everyone's excited to meet you" Walker said going back in the room. "Who is the new person of interest?" John asked. "The Invisible man?" John asked. "He just has some business to attend to" Walker said. "The business of shitting himself, he's scared" Phoebe said to John.
4:05 AM. Strikes, elbows, Leg-kick combination. Again and again and again. Nick should have been relived to get his room back, to get his house back. Now Miller was out of sight. But he wasn't out of Nick's mind. Nick wished he could forget about Miller, but he couldn't. Maybe it was anxiety, maybe it was guilt. Either way he was going to fight it out of himself-literally. His little brother pushed open his door and Nick sat on the bed. The TV was already on so Nick didn't have to explain anything. "It's early" Nate said. "No shit" Nick said. You know...just...TV" Nick said pointing at the Television.
"So we training as normal?" Nate asked. "Yeah, you need to sleep" Nick told his little brother. Nate had an upcoming fight with Joe "Daddy" Stevenson, the winner of the Ultimate Fighter Season Two. Both of the Diaz brothers hoped that for Nate it would be the "third time lucky" Now Nate had a name to his opponent's face, Nick should have been on the ball cheering his little brother on everyday. Instead he was calling Mark on his break to see if he'd heard from Miller. "No...yeah, I'll let you know as soon as I hear anything" Mark said. He ended the call and stared at Miller in confusion. "Jase is there any sane reason why I've just lied to Nick Diaz on the phone?" Mark asked.
Miller took a deep breath. "I need to stay away from the Diaz brothers" Miller told his friend. "Why? He tried to hide it on the phone but, I think Nick's worried about you" Mark said. Miller shook his head, convinced that Nate had forced him out because Nick had told him to. "Mark, Nate just fucked everything up" Miller said. "He bleached me in the fucking shower, he poured coffee on me. Calling me fag all day I can take. This I can't" Miller said rolling up his sleeve and showing Mark Nate's cigarette burn. "Nate did that?" Mark asked. "Yeah, that's when I knew I had to leave. Nick was in on it...he had to be" Miller said rolling his sleeve down.
"If he is, why is he calling me to check up on you?" Mark asked. " Why do you think Marky? Diaz is a damn good actor" Miller said. "Now you've left Nick's for good, you can stay with me for as long as you want" Mark told him. "Thanks buddy, but I've got that sorted" Miller said. When Miller went back to Walker's they sat down in a office. He'd had a word with John, Miller wouldn't be staying with John and Phoebe. He didn't need Gun Kata MMA. "You're already an MMA veteran. John thinks training you in Gun Kata would be a waste of time"
"I'm sending you to Miss Lisbeth Salander" Walker told him.
That night they drove to a block of trendy apartments. Walker knocked on the door. Carlos opened it. "Carlos?" Miller asked surprised. Carlos was supposed to be training from now until forever or at least until he'd beaten Georges St Pierre. "Miller I had to see you" Carlos said. "I've just been a little worried. Are you okay?" He asked. Miller looked into his trusting eyes and knew he had to tell him everything. "I'll leave you two alone" Walker said going next door secretly. "Boy am I glad to see you" Miller said, sitting on the couch. "Same here" Carlos said rubbing Miller's back.
"Walker filled me in. So you're waking up from Nick's spell" Carlos said. "He said he wanted to help me out...as a friend" Miller said. "I hate to say I told you so, but..." Carlos said. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I dunno, I thought Nick was genuine... ah well" Miller said disappointed. "Next time listen to me" Carlos said. "Walker's gonna look after you" Carlos said. "I've gotta go back and train" Carlos said. Carlos told him to knock on the next door. Miller did and Miller opened it. "Nice friendly visit?" Walker asked. "Just let me in" Miller said. Walker did so. Miller saw a girl sitting at the table. She was dressed shabbily. If she were walking down the street Miller would have given her spare change.
Her ears were pierced multiple times and she had a laptop in front of her. Miller saw her eyes never left the screen. "Miller, Miss Lisbeth Salander AKA Lizzy. Lizzy, meet Miller" Walker introduced, but Miller only heard the sound of "Lizzy's" tapping as a hello. "Hi Lizzy" Miller said. Lizzy said nothing. Walker left, and Miller went to get his stuff and get settled in his new home. If things got too bad he could always move back to his old place...alone. "Okay Lizzy I'm going out now" Miller told her. "Only friends call me Lizzy" Lisbeth said still typing on the computer. "Okay...Lisbeth" Miller said with uncertainty as he left to take a tour around the place.
Marco was typing up the Preston Report when he decided to click on one of Nolan's work cameras to check that all of Nolan's employees were doing what they were supposed to be doing...working. Marco must have clicked onto the wrong link, because Nick Diaz's apartment rooms came on to the screen. Interested, Marco clicked on the date chart at random. He re-wound the footage and clicked on Miller and Nate arguing.
"Get the fuck up and clean up your shit you dirty asshole" He watched Nate say. Marco clicked on another day and pressed fast forward. He saw Nate peeing on what seemed like Miller's bed and fast fowarded again. "You thought that shit was bad it'll get fucking worse" Nate was saying. Marco called Nolan from downstairs and told him to take a look. "Have you seen this Nate/Miller stuff?" Marco asked. "Relax Marco, you don't know who they are" Nolan said. "They're MMA guys right?" Marco asked. "Why are you bugging their house?" Marco asked. "Miller wanted to play a prank" Nolan began, he didn't want to say Nate's name, he knew he'd regret it.
"He wanted to prank people?" Marco asked. "He's the one getting yelled at and his bed is the one getting pissed on" Marco said. "Marco all of this has got nothing to do with us" Nolan said, waving his had at the screen. "You've seen all of this haven't you?" Marco asked. "Nolan, Miller's literally getting his ass kicked. That Nate Diaz guy was peeing on his bed. He was giving him crap everyday" Marco said "Marco we don't know the full story" Nolan told him getting changed. "You knew part of the story and you did nothing about it" Marco said. "Look let's not argue over nothing. What am I supposed to do? Ring up Nate and say "I've bugged your house. Don't be such a meanie?" Nolan asked.
"Nate would beat me up and I'd get arrested" Nolan said. "Either you speak to Nate's agent or I will" Marco said getting up from the computer. Nolan sighed. When Marco got all self-righteous about something, he wouldn't let it go. Nolan knew he had to do something or else Marco could try and track Nate down, or even worse, he'd go celibate just to piss Nolan off. When Nolan finished planting bugs for someone else, he went to go and find Nate to make him an offer. Nick told Nate he'd meet him back at home to watch Joe Stevenson's fights on DVD. Then he went to Mark's training camp to get more information about where the hell Miller had gone. If anyone would know, it would be Mark.
"Hey" Nick said nodding trying to play it cool. He walked into the training camp and nodding at Pete Sell and Krzysztof Soszynski. Mark took Nick to the break-room to see what Nick wanted. After what Miller had told him, he didn't know what to believe. Nick and his little brother Nate seemed to be two sides of the same coin. Mark found it impossible to believe that Nate burned Miller without Nick knowing. Nick probably put his little brother up to it. But Mark couldn't let Nick know that he knew. If Nick found out Mark was onto him, he could find Miller and beat the crap out of him.
"Nick...I'm training...so..." Mark said. "Yeah...um...you heard from Miller?" Nick asked. "He's left your place?" Mark asked. "Yeah, just...upped and left" Nick said shrugging. "Has he called?" Nick asked. "No, nothing" Mark said. Nick knew he was bull-shitting. Nick only rang Mark a few hours ago. He knew how close Miller and Mark were. If Miller was in the shit, he called Mark a fifth of a second later. Mark's phone vibrated and Mark pretended that he hadn't heard it.
"Ain't you gonna get that?" Nick asked.
"Get what? Sorry Nick, duty calls" Mark said dodging past Nick and going out of the break-room to see his team-mates.
Nick got home curious, but mostly pissed. "Fuck!" He yelled throwing his rucksack on floor.
"That's no way to greet a guest on the bestseller's list" Nolan said, standing against the door frame. Nick lunged at him, grabbing him up by the collar and throwing him up against the wall.
"Break-in to touch up my little brother, you dirty prick" Nick said. "Get the fuck out"
"Nick I never wanted to be here and I've never "touched up" anyone, let alone Nate, who is far from little" Nolan said. Nick aimed to punch him, and pushed his fist forward slower than he normally would, to make Nolan squirm. "Nick wait!" Nolan shouted, trying to duck.
"What? Give me one fucking reason to not fuck up your face" Nick asked.
"I'll tell you why Miller left. The real reason" Nolan said. "I've seen everything Nick...but you're not going to like the truth"
