And now, to the next chapter. I hope you liked the first (to all you FMA fans out there, it'll be FMA-themed in this next chapter, so don't be too angry with me!), but if you didn't, I really don't care; I'm continuing it anyway to your displeasure:)

Chapter 2: The Absolute Proof: Part 1

Around where we last left off, Noodle and Kay had just become friends. Now, they were on their way to the gas station down the road, and Noodle, while wheeling her bike along as she walked,was entertaining her fan by answering the infinite amount of questions she had, but she never seemed annoyed at all.

"Okay, here's another question." Kay seemed like she couldn't possibly get bored. "What's your favorite song that you did on the new Demon Days album?"

"Oh, that is a tough one. Well, I would have to say 'DARE' or 'El Manana'. I cannot decide which one I like better."

"Well, here we are." The two finally were in the parking lot of the gas station, and Kay immediately recognized the large dented-up Winnebago parked right in front of it. Noodle placed her bike against the trailer attached to it and rejoined Kay at the entrance to the gas station. She then opened the door, and both stepped inside.

The next sounds they heard were a high-pitched, somehow masculine scream and a loud crash.

"2D-san," Noodle said to herself in a concerned tone as she ran over to the aisle where the noise came from. Kay followed her.

The two girls then looked down the aisle to see the tall, blue-haired singer, rubbing his backside and groaning in pain. Noodle ran over to him and knelt down beside him.

"2D-san, are you alright?" she asked, placing her small hand on his shoulder.

"Noods?" The singer wrapped his arms around the young Japanese girl. "Oh, Noodle-love! I didn't know where ya were! I 'fought I 'ad lost ya!"

"Not...too...tight."

2D laughed and let her go. "Sorry, love. But, where were ya?"

Noodle then turned around and looked at Kay. "That girl helped me. I crashed on my bike and she helped clean me up."

Kay scratched the back of her neck casually. "Aw, it was nothing. I'm glad I could-WHOA!" Kay immediately stopped when 2D ran over and started huggingher.

" 'Fank ya so much, love! I 'fought she died or summink!" He hugged her tighter and tighter.

"Um, you're welcome, dude. Noodle." She took her camera out of her back pocket and threw it to the other girl. "Take a picture," she told her in a whisper.

Noodle nodded and took a quick picture, remembering to use the flash. 2D didn't even notice as he pulled away from Kay about three seconds later.

"So, love, what's ya name?" he asked, a cute smile printed on his face.

"It's Kayla, and believe me, I know who you are." Kay stuck out her hand for the singer to shake.

The next move was completely unexpected. 2D took Kay's hand in his own, brought it up to his face, and lightly kissed it. "Nice to meet ya." His onyx eyes met hers. Kay even had to cove rher mouth with her other hand to keep in the squeals.

Suddenly, the door to the gas station swung open, and slammed shut. All three were immediately startled.

"Face-ache! Ya find 'er yet?"

"Yeah, Muds. She's right 'ere!"

Kay's eyes widened. She immediately recognized that voice. It belonged to Murdoc Niccals, the bass player of Gorillaz, and Kay's favorite band member. She then turned and saw him enter the aisle and approach her and the others.

She instantly felt weak.Murdoc stood about 5'9", with messy black hair, olive skin, and a Lucky 666-brand cigarette held in between hissharp teeth. Despite his gruff exterior, like millions of other women in the world, Kay found him simply irresistable. The last thing she noticed was Murdoc's upside-down cross. She looked down to see the pewter pentagram around her neck, but quickly looked back up and went into "smart-ass bitch mode".

Noodle put her arm over her shoulder. "Nervous, Kayla-san?"

"Don't worry; I know he likes bad girls." Kay smirked.

"Well, well, well," the bassist began, looking down at the two teenagers, "look 'o decided t' come 'round. Where 'ave ya been all this time?"

"I took my bike out and rode it for a while, Murdoc-san," Noodle replied. "I am sorry."

"Riiight..." Obviously, Murdoc didn't believe her. He then looked at Kay. "An' I see ya made a new friend."

"Yes, I did. This is Kayla; she helped me with my...um...cut." She rolled up her pant leg and showed him the bandages.

"Y'see? If ya didn't take ya bike out, ya wouldn't've 'urt yaself. Ya okay now?"

"Thanks to Kayla-san, I am." She smiled.

Kay smirked and remembered to stay tough and not freak out. "Well, I never thought I'd meet a cat-pyro."

Murdoc just glared at her." 'Ow old are ya?"

"Fourteen."

The Satanist raised and eyebrow. "Ya kiddin' me. Ya look, like, sixteen-ish."

"I get that alot. No, I'm not kidding. How old are you by now? 40? 50?"

" 'Ey!"

Kay snickered. "Just kidding, dude. Calm down."

"Weird. Usually, kids like you freak out when they meet me. Or they call me Mr.Niccals, or summink like that."

"Well, they have respect. I don't."

After a pause, Murdoc chuckled. "Well, well, well, don't you 'ave such a big attitude."

"Yeah, my parents hate me for that."

"YAY! SNICKERS!"

Noodle, Kay, and Murdoc all turned around to see a hyperactive 2D, piling tons of candy bars into his arms.

"He likes candy, don't he?" Kay asked, blinking is disbelief.

Murdoc nodded. "Yeah, 'e does. 'Ey, double-dents."

2D looked to face the Satanist, with what seemed like fifty different types of candy in his arms.

"Take it easy on the bloody candy. Ya already 'yper enough."

A small frown crawled its way onto 2D's face. "Aw, c'mon Muds," he whined.

"Don' go actin' like a kid there, bloke. Put some of that candy back an' go pay for the rest."

2D did as he was told, muttering things he didn't have the guts to say to Murdoc under his breath. As he paid for the candy, Murdoc continued to talk to his young fan.

"By the way, thanks for takin' care of our li'l guitarist," he said, placing a hand on Noodle's shoulder. "We'd be up the creek without a frickin' paddle without 'er."

"Eh, no prob'. I couldn't let my favorite guitarist of all time bleed to death. Besides, if I didn't help, I'd never get to meet you guys."

"Are ya a Gorillaz fan, love?" When Kay heard the word "love", she started blushing.

"Yup, but I have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with you guys. My parents are gettin' me your DVD."

"Ya really gonna like that DVD. What's ya favorite song?"

" 'Feel Good Inc.' and 'Clint Eastwood'."

"Hey, Muds, who you flirtin' wit' this time?" asked a voice from a person who had just entered the gas station. Kay turned around to see a rather large African American man with large white eyes walk over to them. It was the drummer of Gorillaz, Russel Hobbs.

Murdoc growled. "I don' flirt wit' teenagers, lards."

A laugh escaped Russel, followed by, "Yeah, you do."

"Not wit' fourteen-years-olds. Kayla, this big whale is Russel."

"Hey, that's not nice," Kay snapped at him, "and trust me," she looked at Russel, "I definitely know who you are!" She put out her hand. "Nice to meet ya."

Russel took her small hand in his large one and shook it. "Nice to meet you." A small smile appeared on his face.

"The girl 'elped Noodle when she crashed on 'er bike," Murdoc said.

"Oh, really?" The drummer turned to Noodle. "And what, may I ask, was Noodle doin' on her bike?"

"It's okay, Russel," Kay said in a desperate attempt to cover for the small girl. "She was just practicing a bit while you guys were in here."

Russel turned back to Kay. "Well, did she at least look like she knew what she was doin'?"

"Calm down, dude. The only thing that matters is that she didn't get hit by a car."

"Yeah, I guess you're right, li'l girl." He then turned to Murdoc. "Oh, Muds, why'd we bring the Geep if you're not gonna ride the damn thing?"

Murdoc sighed in aggravation. "Well, lards, I would if there was a big 'nough path to ride it on."

"I can help you with that one, guys."

The three looked at Kay. "You know of a path, Kayla-san?" the once silent Noodle asked the brunette.

Kay nodded. "Uh-huh. There's a huge field near the back of my house. On one side of it, there are a bunch of paths."

"Thank Satan!" Murdoc exclaimed. "That'll be perfect."

"Where would you be without me?"

2D finally walked over to the group with a bag full of candy and a smile on his face. " 'Ey, peoples!" he said cheerfully. "I got m' candy!"

"Wow, that's great, face-ache," Murdoc said sarcastically. "Let's give ya a fuckin' parade."

"Ooh! I love parades-OUCHIE!" Murdoc's fist met 2D's arm, making him yelp out in pain.

Kay started laughing. "You two are kinda like me and my brother," she said, "except I'm the dull one."

Russel chuckled at this. "Man, we gotta go," he said. "Nice meetin' ya, kid." He then looked at the others. "I'll go wait in the 'Bago."

As Russel walked out, the most unpredictable thing happened.

2D pouted and crossed his arms. " 'Ey! I'm not dull!" This caused Murdoc and Kay to both crack up laughing.

After finally stopping, Noodle began to speak through the silence.

"Excuse me, Murdoc-san?" She looked up at the bassist.

"Yeah, love? What's up?"

"Can Kayla-san come with us to the park when we go drive the Geep? I know where it is since I passed it on the way here. Please, can she come with us?" She looked right into Murdoc's eyes with her innocent emerald ones.

" 'Ow can I say 'no' to a face like that?" Murdoc turne to Kay. "Can ya be there in 'alf an hour?"

"Well," Kay thought aloud, "it's still pretty early in the afternoon, and my parents won't be home for a while." She stopped for a minute and smiled. "I guess I'll give 'em a call and say I'm goin' to the park, with some 'friends'."

To be continued...