Unexpected Affair
By: keep.your.groove.on.baby
Disclaimer: No.
A/N: Awright peoples…I might wrap it up in this chapter…if I manage to make it to five chapters than I bullshit something in between here. I'm trying to let this just flow without sounding ridiculous but I think I'm just anxious to get to the juicy stuff :oD okie dokie Enjoy!
Chapter Four
Noodle awoke the next morning with something bumpy under her pillow and a furry tail wrapped tightly around her neck. Coughing slightly, she tilted her head back to see Mike hiding behind her pillow shaking violently.
Noodle frowned, "Mike what the fu—"
SQUAWK!
Noodle nearly jumped out of her skin at the sudden noise. Her eyes widened at what she saw on her body, her brow furrowing and her lips silently mouthing a 'what the fuck…?'
There, perched on her thigh was a large, black raven with red, beady eyes. Red, beady eyes that stared directly into hers as if reading her true thoughts and feelings like a book.
Noodle swallowed hard, unsure of what to do. She quickly glanced to the side of the car where her scythe lay right next to her, thinking maybe she could fight it or—
Noodle rolled her eyes as the thought swam around in her brain and then was pushed away to the side. How the hell was she going to fight a five pound bird?
As if reading her thoughts, the bird squawked an agreement, hopping from her thigh to her abdomen, its sharp beak a hairs breath away from her heart.
Noodle's breathing became more rapid as the bird stared her down from its fatal position. Ancient myths said that crows were bad luck but ravens were seen as satanic, which made the decision to act even more difficult.
Mike shivered behind Noodle's pillow, not daring to even blink in fear of the dark creature that had woken him with a squawk.
The bird beady eyed gaze went from Noodle to Mike and then back to Noodle with an annoyed squawk, before hopping on top of Noodle's breasts, its claws clinging to the opening of her tank top and its face even closer to Noodle's than before.
Both Noodle and Mike flinched at this action, Noodle gasping slightly at such close proximity and having no earthly idea what was going on with this deranged bird.
Red eyes stared into emerald ones in a staring contest that seemed to last for hours when in reality it was mere seconds. Time seemed to slow down to an agonizing pace and Noodle noticed the slight up and down movement of the bird from perching on her heart.
Suddenly the raven cocked its head to the side, removing its gaze from Noodle's eyes to her neck where her scar was. Noodle automatically blushed at the scrutiny of such a personal mark, even if it was from a bird.
The raven hopped once more onto Noodle's upper chest, its claws digging into her skin, making her wince in pain.
Then, with gentleness Noodle was not expecting, the black bird leaned down and rubbed its feathered head against the black mark on the pale skin of Noodle's neck.
Noodle immediately flinched at the physical contact of such a personal spot, the large cluster of nerves under the scar flaring under the gentle touch. Noodle blinked, realizing that the bird was actually nuzzling her, nuzzling her scar.
Noodle let out a small laugh and unconsciously leaned her cheek against the bird as it continued to show its affection for the ugly scar she had damned years ago.
Noodle was dumbfounded, "I…I guess it's friendly, Mike."
The monkey shook his head in disagreement and took a step back that he didn't have, shaking violently. The raven ignored him and continued his friendly rub on her neck.
Noodle slowly sat up, not wanting to upset the creature being it was in such a vital position and could instantly kill her if it deemed appropriate.
Once in an upright, sitting position, the bird desist its attention to her neck and chirped happily, now that it thought it had her trust.
Noodle laughed, "See Mike? He doesn't want to hurt us, it's ok."
Mike stopped shaking but still stood rigid and on alert as long as the bird was within striking distance of him. Noodle smiled and shook her head, scooting herself out the back of the mini cooper and standing on the pavement, stretching her limbs with a yawn.
She lowered her arms and nearly jumped out of her skin as the black bird squawked happily again. Noodle smiled and rubbed her finger along its chest.
"Mike I think he likes me or something. He doesn't seem to want to leave."
A jealous Mike pouted and jumped from the back of the car onto Noodle's waist, causing the bird to fly to the other shoulder. Mike climbed up to Noodle's shoulder and wrapped his tail around her neck, glaring at the raven.
Noodle rolled her eyes, "Stop that Mike, you're being silly," and grabbed her toiletry bag, pulling out a small handheld mirror and a pair of tweezers. She sat on the edge of trunk with a sigh, her back against the side of the car and began plucking her eyebrows before her morning shower, Mike and the raven positioning themselves so they were comfortable; Mike under her arm and the raven still on her shoulder, looking at her through the mirror as she plucked her eyebrows.
Occasionally while she glanced at herself in the mirror, Noodle would take a glimpse at the bird perched on her shoulder. It really was a mysterious bird. It came out of nowhere and decided on its own to be friendly and stay, even though it's only been here for about ten minutes.
Noodle shrugged it off. It's not that ravens were rare, but seeing them was. They were very reclusive birds and usually stayed away from people.
Noodle plucked the last stray hair above her eye and stood to put her mirror and tweezers back in the toiletry bag and began rubbing her red and somewhat swollen eyebrows. Mike climbed onto her back, and wrapped his arms and legs around her torso. The raven didn't move.
She hummed to herself as she gathered the things she needed for her shower: shampoo, conditioner, soap, a washcloth, a towel, flip flops, and her razor.
After gathering all these things in her arms, grabbing her car keys and closing the hatchback, Noodle realized she was humming a very odd song. A song that she had neither heard nor had the desire to hear in a long time.
It was White Light, a song with little lyrics and a lot of beat to it and somehow she'd managed to hum the beat to herself. Shaking her head, she hummed another song from a band whose name she didn't know the name of, but she made a mental note to herself to find the CD and discover the name.
Humming happily to herself, Noodle walked the short distance to the shower pole next to the beach, Mike and the raven both firmly attached to her body.
Once she arrived at the "shower" if one could even call it that, she arranged her bathing items on the bench next to the base of the shower head, Mike and the raven climbing down or flying off her shoulder to either stand next to her or perch on top of the shower head.
Noodle peeled off her tank top and was untangling her arms from the straps when suddenly her entire body froze, her senses on high alert. The raven squawked…happily again? At what? Noodle mentally shook the distracting thought from her head and concentrated on her surroundings.
She felt as if she was being watched. If years and years of living in a house ravaged by zombies and demons taught her one thing, it was to always be aware of your surroundings. After countless near-death encounters with zombies and the like, Noodle learned to listen for everything and feel any movement in an area…
And then the guys gave her the scythe and all hell broke loose for anything dead and moving around Kong Studios.
Noodle shivered and continued to undress herself, her eyes scanning the area that she was facing and her ears twitching backwards to catch any sound from behind her. She carefully folded her clothes and placed them on the bench next to her. She still felt someone's eyes boring into her, but doing a 360 degree turn with her body looking this way and that told her nothing, so she pulled down the lever that released the warm water from the shower head, letting it run down her body.
Wiping the water from her face, Noodle turned to Mike to soap him up and was surprised to see that he was not standing in the water next to her, but on the far side of the bench; looking around nervously and twiddling his thumbs.
"Mike," she whispered, not wanting to be heard by whatever was watching her, "come here, let me wash you."
He shook his head, but didn't look at her; he just kept looking around, sensing exactly what Noodle felt as well.
The raven squawked happily again, making both Mike and Noodle flinch from the noise. Noodle tried to ignore the sense and the bird and shakily grabbed her shampoo and lathered up her hair, scrubbing quickly with her fingertips and rinsing just as quickly.
She knew that if a passerby caught her showering naked in public, it wouldn't bother her in the least. But the average person had the idiotic tendency to be obvious and therefore she could see them or at least pinpoint where they were hiding.
But this…this feeling of being watched from something that seemed to be coming from all around, it irked her and made her self-conscious and scared. Mike continued to shake from his spot behind the bench furthest away from her. His actions were making Noodle even more nervous because he looked like he was about to bolt in any direction.
Deciding to skip the conditioner so she could get the hell out of sight, Noodle grabbed her soap and soaped up her body in a hurry, rinsing almost at the same time.
She turned off the water and grabbed her towel, wrapping it around her body hastily and gathering her things when suddenly her body stiffened again, making her gasp. The raven, who up until now stayed perched on top of the showerhead, squawked happily again and flew off in the direction behind her.
Noodle stayed frozen. Whoever it was, whatever it was…it was behind her a ways. She glanced at Mike and noticed he was staring at something behind her in the direction the raven had flown.
Noodle had lived with zombies and eventually had gotten used to the moaning and scratching at her bedroom wall. But at this very moment, she was terrified and did not dare to look behind her to see what was staring her down.
Noodle quietly placed everything that was in her arms back on the bench and slid into her flip flops, walking towards Mike and grabbing his hand.
"Come on," she whispered, tugging on his hand lightly.
Without so much as a moment's hesitation, Mike spun around with Noodle and walked the short distance to the car speedily.
About halfway to the car, Noodle's heart jumped into her throat at the sound of footsteps behind her, twenty paces behind her to be exact. Mike had sped up upon gathering this information and Noodle increased her pace as well.
In what seemed like minutes but in reality was mere seconds, Noodle reached the back of the car and let go of Mike's hand, the primate running to the front of the car. Noodle flung open the hatchback and grabbed the stem of her scythe and began to pull the long weapon out.
The footsteps were five paces away from her when the blade cleared the car and Noodle swung around with her teeth bared in a snarl, the blade slicing through the air like paper to find its mark.
And then she stopped, mere centimeters from her potential victim's neck.
Time seemed to stand still as Noodle stared wide eyed at the person under the blade of her weapon. He stared back at her, no emotion or expression to be found on his face, just those evil, brown eyes piercing into her own. The mysterious raven that had "befriended" Noodle perched loyally on his shoulders, glaring at her.
Noodle's lip quivered, the tears that she had succeeded in suppressing for five years beginning to stream down her face in a heavy flow. Her arms began to tremble and she dropped the scythe, stumbling backwards into the back of the mini cooper.
"M…Murdoc…" she whispered.
Murdoc gave her a small smile as she panted on the edge of her car, her eyes still fixed upon him, unbelieving of the person before her.
"'ello love," he said softly.
Noodle choked out a sob, the tears that rolled down her cheeks landing softly on the bare part of her breasts with a hushed splash.
Murdoc allowed his eyes to roam over her body for the first time, ever. He had already witnessed her completely naked and wet, but now…now she was half naked and splayed out so conveniently in front of him. He watched her round breasts rise and fall with her heavy breathing, emerald eyes still wide and fixed upon him. Her long, slender legs spread slightly and trembling, one pushing against her bumper and the other dangling over the ground.
He smiled with a small shake of his head, "Lovely."
Noodle scooted backwards into her car helplessly, her leg pushing against the bumper and the towel rising with her leg, giving Murdoc a perfect view of a round, pale cheek.
Noodle's back hit the driver's seat and she let out a small whimper. She had never felt so helpless before in her entire life. Fuck living with herds of zombies or demons that stole your shit and hid it from you, those were things that scared her…but never did she feel helpless. Not until now.
She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat upon laying eyes on him, "Wha…what do you want?" she stuttered in a small voice.
"You," he breathed, a grin spreading across his face.
Noodle's eyes widened and then narrowed in confusion, her brow quirking. A sudden tingle in her neck made her jump, her fingers gently tracing the scar on her neck. Her eyes met his again, her lips forming an 'o.'
"What did you do to me you bastard?" she whispered.
The raven flew off Murdoc's shoulder as he crawled into the back of her car on all fours towards her, a feral…hungry grin painting his evil features. Noodle tried to scoot away but her back was already against the driver's seat and she had no where to go. She might as well have been in a corner, trapped and helpless.
The Satanist crawled up to her until their noses were nearly touching, Noodle looking away, her neck opening up to him like a flower in bloom, the scar he put on her neck moving gently with her pulse. He licked his lips hungrily.
Noodle shivered when she felt his hot breath against her neck, her scar tingling against her will.
"I tried to make you mine," he whispered against her neck, "but you left before I could finish," he licked the five year old teeth marks with his elongated tongue, a sharp gasp escaping Noodle's lips from his touch.
Her eyes looked around wildly, her nostrils flaring and her breathing becoming ragged. How the hell could he want her? Wasn't this the same man that slept with any woman regardless just to get a good lay and a warmer bed? Wasn't this the same man that had, along with her other former band mates, betrayed her so that "their" band could gain more fame off her misery?
He was lying to her. He just wanted a good lay and figured she'd be a good contender because…just because.
Curling her lips back and clenching her teeth, Noodle swiftly brought her leg up in between the bassist's spread legs, her knee colliding with his groin with a violent smack. Murdoc's eyes bulged from the impact and he shouted in pain, clenching his teeth and collapsing onto Noodle, holding himself.
"You wasted your time with a lie you fucking bastard," she hissed, throwing him off of her and out the back of her car, the bassist landing on the ground next to the forgotten scythe with a painful grunt, still holding himself.
The raven, who had been sitting on top of her hatchback patiently, squawked at the abrupt action and flew down onto Murdoc's chest.
Noodle stuck her head out the back of her car, looking towards the front where Mike had run to earlier.
"Mike! Mike, get in the car!" No answer. She glanced around the car while Murdoc continued to moan on the ground with the raven hopping from one place to another.
She spotted him trying to run towards the woods next to the beach. He had been cowering at the front of the mini cooper the whole time Noodle and Murdoc had been facing off and ran off in fear once he heard the shouting.
"Mike! Mike, come back!" she shouted after him but to no avail. He was too far away to hear her.
Forgetting about Murdoc gasping for air on the ground, Noodle hopped out of her car and ran after the primate barefoot with the towel still wrapped tightly around her body. Mike had just disappeared into the clutter of trees once Noodle had steadied herself into a sprint and she called out for him again.
Murdoc was still holding himself and gasping for air when Noodle ran off after Mike. After a few more minutes of blinding pain, Murdoc was able to lift one his hands slowly to wave the raven off his chest.
"Ge' off meh Cortez," he panted.
Cortez squawked at him angrily but obliged by flying onto the bumper of the mini cooper. Murdoc slowly rolled over until he was face down and then gradually made it to his knees, one hand holding his aching crotch, the other supporting his upper body.
"Stupid girl," he panted.
Wincing in pain, Murdoc slid his left leg forward to place a boot-clad foot shakily on the ground. Then the other, his eyes squeezing shut from the pressure put on his loins. Once both feet were placed somewhat firmly on the ground, he pushed himself upright with his hands, staggering slightly from being light headed.
He sighed, looking towards the woods that Noodle had disappeared through. He glanced at Cortez on the bumper and jerked his head towards the woods.
"Find 'er," he ordered.
Cortez squawked angrily, not moving from his spot.
"I don' care jus' do it!" he snarled.
Squawking again the black raven lifted off the bumper into the air, flying towards the woods. Murdoc pulled out a cigarette from his pocket along with a lighter and lit it, inhaling deeply and exhaling the smoke from his mouth with a sigh. Shoving his hands in his pockets and locking the cigarette in between his teeth, the Satanist started walking towards the woods where Mike, Noodle and Cortez had disappeared into at a somewhat leisurely pace.
A/N: Ok…so maybe I'm not ending this story with this chapter. Ok well, I'll devote the next chapter to something special. Thanks for reading: 3