Hey! I didn't add a disclaimer in the intro so here goes. I don't own the Gorillaz, although I like to wish that I did, so please Gorillaz, don't sue me! Hehe. I'm warning you, as you read in the intro, I'm no good at typing british accents so please don't flame me. This is my FIRST fan fic so if it seems draggy or crappy please don't be to cruel. Though constructive criticizm is usefull.Any way, for future referance, thanks for any reviews to come! And thanks for reading! I'll update regularly...I really have no idea how long this fic will be so I suppose I'll just stop when I decide I've had fun :D Thanks! ENJOY!

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"Sweet Satan! Someone answer the bloody door!" Called Murdoc from the kitchen where he had been loitering and harassing 2D. D had been attempting to cook chicken. But so far he had enjoyed little success. Between Murdoc's cruel remarks, and his own throbbing migraine, he had failed to even get as far as basting the bird.

"I will get it Murdoc-san!" Noodle called back as she made her way toward the door. "Company?" She thought to her self. "That is odd." As she reached the front door of the studio, she extended her hand to grasp the knob, but was beaten to it by Russel. Out of breath, he panted "S'alright girl, I got it. You just go and get Mudds and D." With that, the Asian shrugged and turned for the kitchen. On the other side of the door stood a young woman grasping a guitar case, a duffel bag, and an umbrella. Helena had finaly reached Kong Studios, her mind raced, and her stomach ached. She was more nervous nowthan she had ever been. "Hello!" Russ greeted as he opened the door, revealing the wide eyed, and pale, andrain soakedHelena. The large man extended his hand for her to shake. "Hel..err..Hello" She stammered gripping his large hand and shaking it.

"Well come on in." He said softly, motioning for her to enter. Smiling warmly at the man whom she had only ever seen on the television and in concerts, she walked past him and entered the main lobby. Vivacious green eyes scanned the walls, taking in the sight of numerous posters, and other such things. "This place," She thought to her self "Is wonderful!" She was roused from her silent reverie by the sound of footsteps and a disgruntled voice. Momentarily 2D, Noodle, and Murdoc entered the room. This was too good to be true! Butterflies filled her stomach and caused the colour to fade from her face for a moment. An eerie and awkward silence filled the room as they stared at her and she back at them. Then, as if on cue, 2D and Murdoc spoke in unison. "Oi Russ, who's this?" Stu asked trying to sound polite, but failing. At the same time, Murdoc half shouted , " 'Ew the 'ell is this!". Noodle was silent.

Now feeling trapped and cornered, Helena shifted uncomfortably, placing most of her weight on her left leg and relaxing the right, causing her hips to slant on a slight upward slope to the left.

Russel had forgotten that the others didn't know of his plans. "Now, I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys what I was up to, but I knew that some of you.." He said looking distinctly at Murdoc. "…would have objected. Helena Johnson.." He said now gesturing kindly toward the rain soaked young woman. "..is a musical consultant. We all know that we've had a tough time lately concentrating on playing and producing music and we aren't getting any where. So, Helena is going to help us get back on track. She graduated from the University of London with a Masters Degree in Music and I think she's what we need right now."

The three other band members were silent for a moment until Murdoc inevitably spoke what he felt they should know. "A music teacher! We don't need a bloody fuckin music teac-" But he was cut short by Russ.

"Not a music teacher Mudds, a Musical Consultant. She isn't gonna teach us anything, she's just going to help us stay on track. She knows what she's doing." This seemed to silence Murdoc, who was now glaring with resentment at the women who thought she knew more than them. But that wasn't the case at all. Helena felt pressed to remind Russel that she was infact not a musical consultant, but a mere graduate no matter how much he thought otherwise. Though she was glad to help, she felt that she was in way over her head.

"Well..so.." 2D seemed to be having trouble putting his thoughts into words. "She…err..Helena is going to stay here for a while and help us with our stuff?" He finaly spat out, glancing briefly toward the woman. She looked to be about his age, give or take a year.

"Precisely." Russ said with a small nod. "Now Helena, incase you don't know. This is Stuart Tusspot. Or 2D..or D. This is Noodle or Noods. And this is Murdoc or Mudds." He said motioning toward each one. "And as you know from our previous conversations, I'm Russel, but you can call me Russ if you want." A warm smile played the woman's features, the colour now returning to her face as she glanced toward each one.

"Hey. Umm..well, I guess I'll be staying with you for a while. It's nice to meet you all." She said cheerily.

"Hello Ms.Johnson! Welcome to Kong Studios!" Noodle greeted, extending her hand. After setting down her things, Helena took Noodles hand in both of hers and said, "Hello Noodle. I'm sure I'll like staying here." As the words left her mouth, she knew how homely and old lady-ish they must have sounded. She hated herself for that and wrinkled her nose in dislike. Apparently 2D had noticed her quick reaction to the boring statement she had made. "You ok?" He queried. "Oh, and uh, Welcome!" He added extending his own hand.

"I'm fine thanks. And hey." Helena replied taking his hand and shaking it. She was surprised by it's warmth and tenderness. She released it, brushed the thought aside, and glanced toward Murdoc.

"Err..Ello," He grumbled, his arms crossed. He didn't extend his hand for her to take but merely grunted and nodded in acknowledgement of the woman. "Don't think you'll be tellin me what to do. Your prissy University education dun't mean anything here so don't be acting like your anything more than us." He grumbled, his lips curving into a sadistic grin, displaying a set of sharp green teeth. There was a collective sigh through out the room as everyone attempted to ignore what he had just said.

"Now," Began Russ, after shooting a glare at Murdoc. "I've got a room ready for you. It's on this floor, in the corridor to the left of the directory, first room on the right. It'll probably need some more work so if you want we can continue making it more...friendly. We haven't used it since we moved here so feel free to add some personal touches. Some one can help you with your bags."

2D had found himself examining the woman's features, scanning her from head to toe and trying to imagine what her personality was like. Taking advantage of the situation he glanced up and smiled, his grin showing off the cute aspect of two missing teeth. "I'll take her." He said.

"Right then, once you're settled in, we can discuss your contract." Russel said, his tone full of relief as he watched Murdoc amble back toward the kitchen.

D and Helena set off toward her new room, barely saying a thing on the way. "So," He began, gripping the handle to herdoor and pushing it gently open."You're gonna help us figure out our tunes yeah? Tha's good..coz we've been in a slump for about a week now and it's real frustrating."

"Well, I'm gonna do what I can. To tell you the truth, Russel only called mea fort night afterhad I graduated from University so don't expect a miracle but I'll try and help you." She replied smiling and setting her guitar on the bed. She took a seat at the foot of the bed, and Stu sat beside her.

"Play guitar?" He questioned gesturing toward the guitar case.

"A little. Mostly I play piano, and sometimes vocals. But for now I'm learning guitar. I play flute when it's needed, but that isn't very often." She said while allowing her eyes to wander the room. "And you play keyboard yeah? You've probably heard this more times than you need to, and it's probably very cliché, but I am a big fan of your talents." She commented, grinning slightly. 2D was just as attractive in person as he was when he was performing, but she wasn't there to obsess over the band members, she was there to help.

"Yeah, I do keyboard and vocals, and sometimes the song writing, though there are more songs that Murdoc hasn't seen then there are that have been produced...if that makes sense.. And thanks." He said sheepishly, blushing slightly. He could give compliments but he never knew how to take them. Especially from women.Helena was kind of cute. But she seemed a little shy. Maybe he thought. She's just this shy because she's new 'ere.

"Anyway, I had better unpack and then go see Russ. I guess I'll see you later." She said softly. Standing up and unzipping the large duffle bag. "Oh, yeah." D said also standing up, making his way toward the door. "I'll see ya later! Hope you can help." He said shutting the door. Helena grinned as she extracted clothes from her bag. He was cute. She placed a few shirts and jeans in a drawer in the dresser across from her bed. He was nice. She took a pillow and pajamas out and set them on her bed. He was attractive. Her brows furrowed and she frowned. She was day dreaming. She couldn't fall for someone when she was there to help. She couldn't risk hurting her self or the band. She sighed and continued to un pack.She would sort out her feelings later, for now the task at hand was to try settle in.