Am I fast or what ! Third chapter updated and I'm already halfway through the last chapter. Yep, there's only going to be four chaps. I daren't write any longer as this is my first G-fic and I fear being lambasted for my lame writing. Yes, I'm a self-critic, so wot ? And oh, thanks to icewolf9 for your nice review, yar ! R & R, everybody, kampatei ! Oops and ah, Gorillaz aren't mine, don't sue and have you guys seen the latest 'Dirty Harry' video ? I bloody love it ! Those kids are cute and topless 2D, whoo-hoo !

Day Seven

"Give it 'ere, Fairy Fatso !"

"No can do, Muds ."

"Gimme fag ! I n-need it, curse you !"

"No, no, NO, Muds ! One mo'e puff 'll kill yo sorry ass."

"F-F-AAAGG !"

"Now ya actin' very juvenile, Muds. C'mon, ya'll can quit !"

"I'm abou' t' go freakin' senile, dammit, gimme a cig !", he howled in desperate rage and when Russ didn't relent, he went after innocent bystander, Stu-pot, to beat the crap out of him before nicking his packet of ciggies.

Noodle and Vanilla were playing the latest Pokemon game on the game console when their view was temporarily obstructed by the bassist chasing a confused 2D ("Wot di' I do ? Wot di' I do !) followed by a grunting Russel.

"I like them, they're so funny", giggled Vanilla, exterminating Noodle's monster with a fireblast. Noodle smiled and replied, "I know. Murdoc-sama is foul-mouthed and gross but he's very nice actually. Then there's 2D-sama who's just adorable and Russ-sama is sweet deep down..."

"Yeah, Murdoc-sama showed me his room last night and asked me to try out his new bed. Then he was pretty upset when I, ergh accidentally tied him to the bedstead...", Van said with a naughty chuckle. "I don't think they really know who I truly am..."

"And you better keep it that way...", Noodle muttered darkly. Vanilla looked downcast and asked Noodle in a low voice, "Is it that bad then ? Are you ashamed of me, imoto(1)?" The game was paused.

The room was silent except for sounds of Murdoc threatening to drop 2D off the balcony. "Gimme your cigs, face pain or it'll be splat!2D", Murdoc growled. "AIEEE !", 2D screamed, holding on to dear life as he tightened his grip on Murdoc's sleeve. His feet dangled mid-air. "Oh, no ya don't, Muds !", Russel came to the rescue. He pulled at Murdoc who tried warding him off with one arm and after much struggling, 2D's weight pulled his bassist over the balcony edge along with Russ. "EEarrrrghhh !"

Noodle and Van giggled deviously as the three fell off the first floor. Then Noodle fiddled with her game controller nervously before saying,"I'm not... ashamed of you, onesan(2)...I...I..." She faltered. Vanilla continued,"2D-sama is a pure soul and I'm glad he likes my sushi...Murdoc-sama shouldn't bully him so much. But Russel-sama has to be the best !" She brightened up considerably as she went on,"He's such a gentleman. He taught some good English words, tested all my cooking, gave me a studio tour 3 times, went to the supermarket with me when I was getting sushi supplies and even let me use his golden drumsticks when he was helping me improve my drumming !"

Noodle was surprised. Those golden sticks were Russel's most prized possesion and he has never, as far as she knew, let anyone so much as go near them. She turned to look at her sister who was taking out her own sticks - red. They belonged to Noodle and Van's great-great grandmother. "Imoto, sometimes I wonder if I could ever just live the musician part of me...", Vanilla said sadly, twirling the red sticks. "But you chose the life you lead", Noodle said simply. Then they heard the wail of police sirens. So far yet they sounded so close to Van. She shivered and replied,"I know." The sirens wailed louder.

"Ooow...me 'ead's come offa me neck..."

"Heeey, whassup, homies ? Heeey, what's Russ doing, conked out on the floor ?"

"Tha's my 'ead, dullard !"

" 'sat so ? My 'ead's still 'ere then ! H'lo, Del !"

"Ohoho, opportunity calls ! Now where's those lovely ciggies...?"

Vanilla sighed wearily and said to her sister,"Ne, sukkari tsukare chatta(3) All of this running, hiding andbeing a yakuzaassasin...", Van looked around her at the studio with its grimy walls, scattered beer cans and unorganised musical instruments. "Sumeba miyako(4), imoto...", she whispered.Noodle nodded reluctantly and deep down in her gut, a sense of unease was growing.

(1) - lil sis

(2) - big sis

(3) - I'm really tired

(4) - wherever you live, you start liking the place

-ahaha, this one's better than chapter 2. And for those who didn't know, yakuza is japanese gangster/triad. R & R or I'll throw you over the balcony like 2D, Murdie and Russ :p -