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hello again! Sorry about the little hold up! I was kind of busy… anyway… got a new chapter… yeah… it's good… I think… well I hope it is I mean I wasted hours on it… oh well even if no one reviews or likes it, I can just pretend to be someone else and say it's good… perfact! Ah! By the way… Kong is not what it seems in this story! I don't know where I'm going! Not specific order or Kong in this story! Not real! Fiction! I don't even know if theres a living room on the 2nd floor! Oh well! Enjoy mate/s!

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Don't own Gorillaz… want to though…

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"…Hello!"

A small girl stood before her with a heavy Japanese accent. She had smooth purple hair with bangs that covered her eyes entirely. Her face was an Asian white with blush on her cheeks. She was very skinny and was wearing a thick pink jacket with various logos and signs on it's front, three-quarter blue faded jeans and purple sandals. She was holding a little electronic device in her hands that looked like a tamagotchi. She grinned and Rachel still looking gob smacked back at her. She had given her such a fright. Why didn't she answer when she knocked on the door? Maybe she was getting to it? She was still frightened of her.

There was a silence where Noodle and Rachel just stared at each other but it was soon interrupted by the tamagotchi making a beeping noise. Rachel jumped and looked down on it. Noodle took it in both hands studying the problem. She mumbled some words in Japanese that Rachel couldn't make out while she taped on it's three buttons. When she was done it beeped a loud happy tune and Noodle put it in her jacket pocket and smiled at Rachel.

"…Noodle?"

"Hai?"

Rachel froze. She was in Kong. That's right! She had just meet the bassist so this must have been the guitarist! Rachel smiled slightly. Noodle cocked her head to one side confused. Did she even know who Rachel was? Did 2-D tell her? She wasn't sure.

"You are Noodle? The guitarist of Gorillaz?"

"That is I, yes"

Noodle started to look a tad ticked off now. Rachel saw how impatient she was getting and thought she just better introduce herself before she called security or attacked her or something. Her martial art skills are greatly known to all who know Gorillaz or anyone else who loves them.

"I'm sorry, I'm Rachel Smith… I was out last night and Stuart brought me back here but I can't seem to find him"

"2D-san brought you to Kong?"

"Yes… Do you know where he is… Noodle-san?"

Already they have been made great friends by connecting! Noodle smiled her pearly whites again while nodding her head enthusiastically and grabbed Rachel's hand and began dragging her through the corridor. Rachel too shocked to do anything just focused on where she was walking and glimpsed at all of Kong's wonders… was that a zombie? Rachel just caught a mille second glance of a shadowed figure that looked like it was rotting! Must have been her imagination she thought. Zombies? Ha! No such thing!

"I take you to see 2D-san! He is up in living room watching movie"

"Thank you new friend!"

Noodle dragged her into the lobby and into the lift. She pressed the button and waited for the lift to get down. Rachel walked around in circles looking at everything she could. She looked at the huge sign that read 'Kong Studios' but below it was some sort of little red monkey with a light blue bow around it's neck. It looked at her with glowing red eyes and growled slightly. Rachel turned back to Noodle hastily not wanting to even know what it was anymore. Rach looked at the elevator words on top.

"…It's comin' up, It's comin' up, It's comin' up, It's there"

There was a loud beep and the elevator doors opened and they both stepped in. Rachel mouthed 'wow' and her eyes darting around the lift. Noodle watched her and laughed at her expression. Noodle pressed the button marked level 2 and they lift went up. Rachel still couldn't believe she was in Kong Studios. It was a dream come true to be with the Gorillaz.

"Have you eaten Rachel-san?"

"No I… kind of just woke up"

Rachel laughed lightly and turned her full attention to Noodle. She thought what a big success to be a famous guitarist when she was only a 10 year-old. Now she was 14 and she was still improving her skills. How come she didn't get that break? She didn't get all the fame and glory did she? No only a fat git for a boyfriend and a crappy apartment. Swell. The doors to the lift opened and Noodle stepped out and turned to the right. Rachel followed having no idea where she was going. She looked around and was horrified to see an elephant! An Elephant! Why do they need an elephant! Was this a pet? And why was there fresh blood on the door and an axe on the floor?... Rach was starting to wonder if this was a safer place than being on the streets. At least you see some flowers and trees on streets and not just a land fill of waste and a graveyard.

Rachel was led into a dark corridor that glowed a purple/grey colour from the weather outside. Noodle opened the door at the end and she walked through. Rachel froze. What would she encounter next? A hell hole? She sighed wearily and walked through and shut the door behind her. She turned to get a better look of the room. It was a living room. It had a huge TV in front of her with a couch right up next to it with a tall blue haired figure sitting on it. To the side were different posters and objects that didn't really seem to get Rachel's attention… the movie did though.

"No! Wait! I can help you! I can help you!"

"No… you can't help me"

Rachel did not recognize the movie. A girl was leaned to a guy and she was on a boat with a small bunch of other people. Her hand was outstretched for him to grab but he stepped backwards away. She knew the guy that apparently couldn't be helped was Allison's husband from one of her favourite shows, Medium. The boat started to sail away and the sunlight shone upon the guy with a bit of blood on him.

"I think I'll just stay here a while and… enjoy the sunrise…"

"…Bye"

The boat left the dock and starting floating away. The girl looked back with a hurtful expression but the guy was deadpan. There was that slow motion sad part in movies where there is depressing music playing that makes tears fall from your eyes. Rachel tried to hold hers back. She hadn't even seen 5 minutes of it and didn't know what it was even about but she loved tragic romance when one lover dies. They were her favourite movies. She quickly glanced at Noodle who was staring at the TV like it was god. The back of Stuart's head made no sign of movement either. She focused on the movie again.

A middle shot view of the man and he held a gun in his hand. In the background of him was some kind of jerking movement and smoke and fire and a burnt dock surface. What had happened? Rachel feared the worst. The guy took the gun up to his head and held it to his throat so the bullet would go upright through his head. Rachel's breath quickened. She was scared. She wasn't a huge fan on death and guns and blood much. The picture changed to the girl's crying face. She was deadpan ready to watch him die. There was a pause… then… BANG!

Rachel jumped as she heard the gunshot so unexpectedly. At the same time as the gunshot, the TV flashed to black and to credits, words written in trickling blood. Some kind of song playing as well that kept repeating the words 'down with the sickness'. What the hell was that all about? Rachel took a few steps forward towards Noodle and 2-D who remained frozen in shock. Rachel coughed loudly and Noodle turned towards her and smiled. She saw a hand from the couch crawl over the table next to it and grabbed the remote. It pushed a big red button and the TV switched off. It then slowly put it down and dragged itself back to the couch. Noodle moved to the couch to face it.

"2D-san…"

Rachel heard some kind of grunt as an 'I'm here'. Noods nodded her head towards Rachel indicating she was behind 2-D. The blue hair from the top of the couch turned around and was replaced with 2 black hollow eyes filled with fear as to who it was. Once they set a proper glance at her they were filled with happiness. 2-D picked himself off of the couch and walked towards Rachel smiling broadly with very little teeth to show. Rachel loved that. Well she did feel sorry for 2-D's pain but the goofy smile looked cute on him.

"Mornin' love. Yer sleep well?"

"Yes thank you. How well did you sleep?"

2-D hesitated for his answer. He woke up after only 5 hours at the most for sleep then he had an overdose of painkillers and then stayed up all morning watching zombie movies. He just finished watching one of his favourite classics re-make, Dawn of the Dead.

"I kinda er… didn't get a lota sleep las' nig'. I 'ad a 'eadache"

Rachel's smiled faded and she showed great sympathy. The sympathy that no one ever gave him after having a bad migraine or being beaten by Murdoc. Noodle did sometimes but she nearly always can't hold in her laughs from 2-D's expression from his sore head. Rachel stepped towards him up to his face for her to study. From the corner of her eye she saw Noodle cross her arms and shake her head as she tried to hold her smirk. She giggled slightly and walked out of the room and shut the door behind her.

Rach raised a hand near 2-D's face. He didn't know what she was going to do to him but with many past experiences, he thought she was going to hit him like Murdoc does. He flinched and braced himself ready for impact and clenched his eyes shut and was shaking gingerly. Rachel didn't understand why he was afraid of her. She was going to show him not to be. She lowered a gentle hand on 2-D's head and softly ran her fingers through his smooth silky blue hair. She smelt it's lovely aroma and knew that it was well looked after. She began stroking his hair in a gentle and soothing manner.

2-D gently opened his eyes and started at her slightly shockingly yet confused. She wasn't going to hit him? He was glad and he loved the way she was handling his hair and soothing his scalp and the pain beneath it. He smiled warmly at her and began to feel the pain going away. He liked that feeling. She was really good. Rachel moved her hand slower on his head.

"… Does that make it better?"

"Muc' betta… 'anks"

Rachel blushed slightly and lifted her hand down and stared into his face. She didn't want it to be another awkward moment. The longer you wait, the harder it is to get out of. Rachel cocked her head to one side and for no reason started swinging her feet about her other leg.

"Your welcome"

"Are yer 'ungry? Russel probly 'as lunch cookin' rig' now"

"Please"

Rachel smiled gratefully and they both followed through the door that Noodle disappeared through when she thought they were going to get steamy. She didn't want to have to witness that. The door led to another corridor like the last one she encountered and they walked 2 doors down and entered another. It was a small kitchen. It had a sink and toaster at the back with foods and things that don't even have a place with food upon the counters. There was a magnet that read 'I heart HOGS' on the fridge and a door that lead outside to some kind of… waste dump? In the middle of the room was a table with 6 chairs. On one was Noodle reading a magazine with a bowl of soup in front of her. At the back at the counter was a large black man doing all the cooking. Rachel's guess was Russel. The drummer.

"'ey Russ, yer got 'e pancakes ready?"

2-D walked up to Noodle and read over her shoulder what the magazines were on about the Gorillaz this time. Noodle didn't notice him but starting spooning out her soup to eat. Russel didn't turn around to face them but moved about the stove.

"Nearly done 'D"

A deep gruff African/American voice came from Russel. She never expected him to sound like that. She sniffed the air of pancakes and maple syrup and perhaps even fruit but she doubt it. It was a fat chance that this band ate healthy foods. Noodle and 2-D eat nothing. Russel eats everything and Murdoc lives of alcohol. 2-D looked up to Rachel still standing at the door. He signalled for her to come over and sit down and opened out a chair for her to sit on next to him. Rachel smiled and walked over to sit down.

"Thanks"

Rachel saw Russ jump at the sound of her voice. He obviously didn't know who she was and that she was in the room. He did not move his position of chef though.

"We got company 'D?"

"Yea' we do. Yer got enoug' food for one more?"

"We got enough for dinner man"

Ah ha! Rachel was right! Pancakes for dinner. Always a popular choice and perfect time for the day to eat them. Anyway enough for 5 people on different meals… that seems like a lot… it is. No one can do the math but no one cares. Yay! 2-D took his seat in the gap between Rachel and Noodle and leaned over the magazine and his hands took the side of it slowly sliding it away from the original reader.

"Sorry little love, can I borrow 'is for a sec?"

Noodle nodded and then brought her full attention to the soup and the magazine slipped away into 2-D's grip. While he was reading Rachel felt hungry. Well she should be. She had slept like for 12 hours and the last she ate was… some vegetarian pizza… at 4pm the day Stuart found her. She was really hungry since she hadn't eaten in like 20 hours! It had been about a week and a half after she left her boyfriend when she was on her own in the streets. Struggling for food, warmth and breath. She had her little money and a huge bag she had to drag with all her clothes and personals inside. She thought she didn't really need them and it was too much to carry and she really needed the money so she sell most of her stuff to a bunch of dodgy random people along her way. She only kept what she really loved and needed to survive. It wasn't a lot but she needed it to keep her sanity from wondering away from her body. Before she went totally mad and died of no hope on the streets.

She remembered on some of her real bad days, she bought heaps of useless junk that was just wasting money. She bought stuff she liked the look of like clocks and stationary and CD's when she knew very well she wasn't going to get a CD player. She turned all the stuff back nearly straight away. When she got real stressed and felt like the pressure just got to her head and she just wanted to kill something. She kept buying smokes. It was a real waste. She did smoke but wanted more than anything to quit but being on the streets all alone and on the break of insanity wasn't doing her any good. She was thankful that she got away from the drugs though. She saw dealers and kids that sniff glue and it just disgusted her. People shouldn't have had to live like that. They needed to have a home, good education and a family that loves them. It was her choice though. A home and education. Or a family. Family was the wrong choice that she chose. It got her in the streets and unloved as much as she started with in the first place.

Rachel's mother was a young preppy teenage girl who was a real slut Rachel thought. She hated her. When she was only 17, her and Rachel's dad who was like the handsome sports guy got drunk at a party and got together. There names were Sophie and Dan. They shared great love between them but then Rachel's mum got pregnant with her. Dan was happy that he was going to be a father but Sophie wasn't ready. She didn't want to have her baby and wanted an abortion. Dan said no. He wanted the child. Sophie had her and named her Rachel and they all moved into a home. They said they both loved me very much and they would never leave me. But Sophie wanted to. She just wanted Dan to herself but she knew that he wanted Rachel. So… she left. She left when Rachel was only 3 weeks old. She took all her stuff and left overnight and left a note saying about how she wanted Dan. Just Dan. No Rachel. Just Dan. He was hurt VERY bad. So bad that he started hating Rachel for driving away the love of his life. He didn't love her then and he never did ever again but he had to keep Rach. It was family matters. Dan was heart-broken… he didn't even get his chance to propose to Sophie. He couldn't ever again because the note was signed: 'Don't come after me'.

When Rachel was 13 nearly 14, she realised her dad was never going to change and be of help. She was having issues and things going on that she needed guidance but she was ever going to get help from her unloving father. She meet Jason. Her boyfriend. At 17, she ran away from home. She felt bad but she had to go. She never finished her last year of school before she would go to university but that was never going to happen. She left L.A. and moved to Britain and they both moved into a apartment in Essex. She had a small job working in a clothes shop where she got all her stylish clothes from. Then when she was 18, he cheated on her. She found out about his secret affair and she left. It finally ended their so called 'relationship' a long time after they began to hurt each other. She wondered out into the streets and survived for a week and a half before she was rescued by 2-D. Now she was at Kong. Her life was a truly tragic tale.

Rachel snapped back to reality and blinked at the food being placed in front of her. It was a small stack of pancakes drenched with maple syrup. It smelt so good. She smiled and looked up and the drummer with a raised eyebrow. He was quite fat and holding his own plate in his hand with his misty white eyes glowing at her like she was a dangerous threat to him.

"Thank you very much Russel! This smells delicious!"

Rachel picked up her knife and fork and dug into her pancakes and scoffed them down hungrily. She felt the warm maple syrup slid down her throat and the pancakes disintegrate in her mouth and tease her taste buds. It was the first decent meal she had had all week. It was like eating all the best tasting foods in the world put together. For Rachel that would be pizza and potatoes. Beautiful. She looked up and noticed everybody else with pancakes too. Noodle had the least amount. Murdoc was seated next to her. When did that happen? Rachel guessed she must have been in a daze so much she did not realise him coming in. Russel took his seat and started eating too. 2-D had finished reading the magazine.

"Mmm! This is very good! Best meal in 2 weeks!"

She laughed slightly from her strange comment and waved around her cutlery trying to cut up more pieces of food to eat hastily. She slowed down her pace of eating to a polite manner. 2-D smiled at her and looked around at everyone on the table. Murdoc was doing his best to focus on eating and chewing the food, his mismatched coloured eyes glued to them. He was wearing a grey t-shirt with buttons down the front, dark grey jeans and brown boots with Cuban heels with a snake type pattern on the side. Rachel was glad he was wearing clothes. She didn't want to witness him not to ever again. Russel was eating the fastest. He opened his wide mouth and stuffed the pancakes in and was chewing and swallowing very quickly. He was wearing a grey hat with the American flag on the front and white lining. She knew he was from America. It was in his voice. Rach couldn't be bothered being a pervert and studying everyone's exact features. She wanted to talk.

"So 'o are yer?"

Murdoc from out of the blue said with his mouth full of pancakes. No one could hardly hear him through the food from his mouth but he stared at Rachel and pointed his fork at her. Rachel swallowed the food in her mouth, nearly choking on it from the hurry. She cleared her throat as everyone's attention was on her. She glanced around nervously blushing.

"Sorry, my name is Rachel Smith. I'm from Los Angeles in America but I came here about a year ago with my boyfriend… but we recently broke up so I was forced into the streets"

Rachel stared down at her food ashamed and sad that she brought up Jason. She loved him so much but all he did was hurt her… all the time. She wiped the thought from her mind that she promised she'll never think about again. These people just wanted her name not her life story! They are musicians for crying out loud! She looked up fearfully but everyone's same expression hadn't moved one inch apart from eating the food in front of them. Rachel smiled confusingly.

"Wow…"

Noodle said slightly shockingly. Rachel tried to hold back her laugh. Noodle was so cute. She was like the younger sister she never had.

"So how'd ya find 'D?"

"He found me… thank god it was when I needed help the most. He saved me. Possibly my life… Possibly my-"

Rachel broke off horrified at what she was going to say. Murdoc knew what she was going to say, he lowered his head and sniggered quietly. 2-D forced a smile off his face and tried to suppress a laugh. He didn't know what she was going to say and had no clue but he was blushing viciously and was being modest by Rachel making him a hero. Russel coughed awkwardly and indicated with eyes Noodle in front of him. Noodle looked around at everyone and stopped on Russel who grinned at her. She turned her head back and cocked her head to the side waiting for an answer with a determined 'please tell me or else!' look. Rachel thought different to prove everyone wrong! Even though they were right.

"…Possibly… my wallet… with the very little remaining money inside it… and a Mc Donald's discount on a cheeseburger"

Rachel grinned at everyone. 2-D laughed at the cheeseburger bit. Murdoc still laughed and possibly rolled his eyes or something because he knew she was lying. Rachel blushed as Russel looked at him confusingly.

"Yo man, what cho laughing at?"

"Nuthin'"

Murdoc said in a low teasing voice. Russel sighed and ignored him. He turned back to Rachel and saw she looked scared. Well she should be. We are talking the bassist, the Anti-Christ, the Satanic Bastard that hates everyone unless you're a slut: Murdoc Nicalls.

"So you've met the band? Noodle, Muds, 2-D, Russel"

He said the names of everyone and at the same time pointed to each as he said their name. 2-D and Noodle looked up and waved but Murdoc just lifted his eyes to her and grunted. Russel pointed to himself and smiled. Rachel smiled back not knowing everyone was so friendly apart from Murdoc but he didn't have to count in her opinion.

"We are the Gorillaz!"

Noodle said triumphantly yet loudly in her heavy Japanese accent. Everyone flinched at her sudden outburst and she sat back down properly in her seat after making her speech.

"We're bright today aren't we Noods?"

Noodle cringed and growled at Murdoc who just stared back teasingly. Noodle finished her pancakes and took them to the kitchen sink and left them there for someone to clean up. She stomped out of the room angrily and gave Murdoc a death glare before opening the door and slamming it behind her as if he just majorly embarrassed her… well… he did. 2-D looked back at Noodle then at Murdoc with an upset half sad/half mad face like a child's.

"'at wasn't very nice Muds"

"Oi! It was a joke! I didn't know she was goin' ter get all moody again!"

Rachel looked at Murdoc with a confused raised eyebrow. Russel just sat there looking at nothing into space behind them shaking his head slowly. Murdoc stared menacingly at Stu-pot who quivered slightly.

"…Again?"

"yea', Noodle's always been doin' 'is! She'd be awright one minute 'en I'd say somethin' and she'd be all bitchy at me the next!"

Murdoc looked about as pissed off as if his Winnebago got stolen. 2-D looked pityingly at Murdoc. Rachel understood what Noodle was feeling. It was just the slightest comment someone makes, even something as simple as asking when do you want dinner, and this incredible rage was in you and you just wanted to hit them! She used to get that all the time… she still might even now. It was really random. You don't know why you ever got mad but after you get distracted from the anger, you forgive and forget.

"…maybe you should apologize Muds…"

Russel still staring out to space said quietly. It was like you couldn't tell if he was listening but by the sounds of it, he might have been. Rachel and 2-D looked thoughtfully back at Murdoc.

"APOLOGIZE! Lards! It's not my fault she's upset over a stupid joke! When she was young she always used to laugh when I said somethin' like tha'!"

"She couldn't speak Englis' 'en"

"Doesn't make a difference! She's changed!"

"Everyone changes"

"'cept Muds"

2-D's eyes bulged (how?) as he realised he'd said that comment a bit too loud and out of his head. He turned his head to Murdoc who reached over and whacked the side of his head hard making 2-D fall onto the ground and off his chair from impact. 2-D squealed as he hit the floor unexpectedly. Rachel immediately got up and ran to his side on the floor trying to see if he was ok, her eyes full of worry.

"Stuart! Are you alright?"

2-D whined but sat himself up onto his knees with shaking hands balancing him. He nodded his head looking hurt and about to burst into tears. Rachel held his hand and pulled him off the floor. Rachel stared at Murdoc, her eyes narrowed and her mouth pursed full of hate. 2-D rubbed his head gingerly as a new migraine kicked in.

"Don't hurt Stuart"

"Why do yer bother Jessica? Why-"

"Rachel"

Murdoc was cut off by her voice. Murdoc didn't like to be corrected. He stared at her but she stared back. He didn't know this girl but she had some sort of strong power and determination.

"…Rachel… I don't change… do I Dullard?"

2-D just stared back speechless. He was beaten. Murdoc slouched down and reached into his pocket pulling out a pack of smokes. He put a fag in his mouth and lit it with his black lighter. He breathed the smoke in and blew it out as he got up from his seat and headed for the door, leaving his finished plate on the table.

"I'll be in my Winne"

He opened the door and gave a backwards glance at Rachel that was a evil grin and a wink. He laughed under his breath and shut the door after he left. Rachel thought he was just weird. She stared back at Russel with a pitying smile. She had the meet the members of the band she most loved in the world. And so far… things were going great.

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Haha! Poor Rach! Don't worry I'll revile why Rachel left her boyfriend soon… er… or late…er… haha! I'm sorry! I just don't get that hair bit! That's just weird! I write that? Bloody hell! I hoped you liked it! I promise it will get better! I just wanted to make everyone… frightening… for Rachel… It worked right? Don't know right pairings yet but best guess… RachelX2D. Ok thanks peoples! Bibi!

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