Wish Upon A Star
Authors Note: This story was inspired for me to write by a story written by NoodleXD; her story inspired me to write my own, slightly different version in full English. Some events will be similar, but I have changed and twisted the story how I feel fit.
This is set during Phase One of the Gorillaz, I do not entirely believe in the Noodle+2D love relationship, I don't feel it very realistic during Phase Two, so I decided to write this during the first album.
I hope you enjoy this story. Don't take it too seriously!
Many, many thanks to NoodleXD for giving me the inspiration from her own wonderful story, and my little sister, Sakura Noodle, for giving me the encouragement anytime I needed it.
Chapter One:
No-one knew my true feelings about him. I'm only 11 years old so no-one expected me to have feelings like I do. I even dismissed them as a silly, pre teen crush that is often publicised that my age group of girls have. But, after a while, the feelings I felt started to get stronger, and harder to ignore. I know this sounds corny, but I was starting to fall in love.
Slowly, but surely, I came to realise that the feelings I was having were true. Even though my body was 11, my mind felt older and more mature. I knew his past with women well, but…. That won't stop me!
Noodle jumped as her ears picked up her name amongst the gobble-deegook that was English. Lifting her head off of her hands resting on the windowsill, she turned slightly to find Murdoc saying her name angrily. " Why the hell can't Noodle focus anymore? She hasn't played anything decent for days!" Noodle caught a few words of the bassist and sniffed in disgust, Judging by his angry tone, she knew he was commenting on her recent lapse of concentration with her vocals and guitar playing.
It was true, she hadn't been playing as well as she should, but she had recently had to try and come to terms with new feelings infecting her mind. New, strange, feelings she had never felt before. She hadn't been able to tell the others this of course, so she assumed they put her lack of playing down to pure idleness. She hated that, people thinking she couldn't be bothered when she tried so hard to succed with things.
"Please! Do not shout at me! I haven't been feeling too good!" Noodle blurted out on a whim, sure that this would clear the air.
As soon as the words left her mouth however, her face quickly fell as pure, faultless Japanese filled the air, knowledgeable only to her. Embarrassed, she quickly turned her attention back to the window.
It's so unfair! Why can't we understand each other?
It wasn't like she hadn't tried. Long night, after long night, Noodle had suffered hours of books and tapes such as English Is Fun! and From Japanese To English! She could form the words in her mind, but they sounded completely different when she tried to put them to use.
She wasn't the only one troubling to learn a second language she reckoned, thinking back to the many times she had seem Russel or 2D, with what she guessed was a Japanese book in hand, casually trying to tell her something with sympathetic looks on there faces. Oh, she knew they tried, but nothing ever seemed to work!
The Language barrier, Noodle thought, removing her radio helmet and shaking her jet, black, bobbed hair loose. She looked towards 2D and let out a small, smile cross her face. He must of felt eyes on him however, for he turned his own on her with a confused look. Noodle flushed and quickly turned away, back to the view outside.
That's the one thing separating me from him. The one thing stopping him from knowing my true feelings…
Tracing intricate patterns in the damp window condensation, Noodle thought back to all those hours she had spent attempting to learn English. Sometimes, if she thought really hard, she could manage to string a few sentences together.
Removing her hands from the window, she grasped her treasured radio helmet and placed it securely on her head. As she stood up, she felt all three pairs of eyes on her. She felt a blush faintly tarnishing her golden cheeks once again, so she closed her eyes in concentration. "Sommmething…..on my… mind. I…am… er… going for sum fresh…um…air." She didn't wait for a reply. She merely hurried out through the door.
2D sighed as he slouched down the corridor. Feeling the faint, but familiar, tingles of an oncoming migraine, he massaged his forehead, thinking back to earlier.
He knew that Noodle had been staring at him. He just knew it was her. She's been doing that a lot lately he'd noticed. Yet whenever he turned to face her, she simply blushed and looked the other way, every time without fail.
It's not like her he thought, turning another corner, and now she had said something was on her mind and had took off without a word?
Something wasn't right, and he was determined to find out what it was.