Ok, yay! I've been busy recently making plans to go to Matsuricon at the end of the month, school is starting up too around that same time. And for all the comments, you people know who you are :3 ILY!!

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The week dragged on. During the day it seemed 2D wasn't allowed to speak at all, whenever he tried to tell Russ anything, Murdoc always found someway to distract him from the subject. The only thing 2D could say about the week that had been good were the nights. Each night they would do something different. Murdoc was obviously determined to make their sex anything but repetitive. Once Murdoc even ambushed 2D in the middle of washing his hair, that was the night 2D learned that Murdoc's sharp teeth could be very surprisingly gentle.

"Uh… Muhdoc, is tha' a good idear?" 2D had whined when Murdoc got down on his knees and placed his hands on Stu's hips. Murdoc had grinned devilishly up at him before taking 2D's entire length into his mouth and throat. Stuart moaned an entire two octaves higher as Murdoc's tongue had began its work. His hips bucked, producing a choked growl from Murdoc below, also inviting Murdoc's nails to bury themselves painfully in his hips in warning not to do it again.

2D swiftly wound his fingers into Murdoc's wet hair and used him as a grip to stay standing. In the end however, he ended up slumped, shuddering over Murdoc's kneeling body.

"Didja like it faggot?" Murdoc chuckled throatily, his arms up around 2D's lower back so he wouldn't fall off. 2D gave no verbal answer, he was too busy panting. Instead, he gripped himself harder to Murdoc and nuzzled his face into Murdoc's back. Murdoc smiled and shifted Stuart to his shoulder. He stood and had taken the singer back to his room where the two had continued to decorate 2D's bed for another two or so hours before they both fell asleep. 2D couldn't imagine why Murdoc was in constant bad mood during the day. It's Muhdoc…

One morning, 2D retreated back to his room at Murdoc's request after finishing breakfast. He sat down on the edge of his bed and faced the bassist in the mirror. "Wot issit Muhdoc?"

"Ewe were goin' ta tell 'em, again, weren't ya?" Murdoc said annoyed. 2D looked away in mistrust. He thought for a moment. Would it really mattah if 'ey knew? 'Ey already knew 'ow I feel… Murdoc blinked at him in the mirror, catching the thought.

"Ewe told 'em?" Murdoc said attempting to keep his tone under control. 2D panicked. "Well, uh… Only Russ! An-an-an-an it's not like 'e would tell anaone ya know?! An--"

"Stop talkin…" Murdoc cut him off. "Listen… If Russ knows… 'E won't evah lemme live it down, savvy? An about Noodle… She's still young."

"She ain't a li'l girl anamore Muhdoc…" 2D looked away, afraid of how Murdoc was looking at him. "An… About Russ…. Uhm… I fink, uh…" There were so many things 2D wanted to say, but if one thing didn't get in his way of being able to say it something else did. He sighed.

"Wot do ewe 'fink' eh?" Murdoc said mockingly, rolling his eyes. 2D swallowed before talking. "I fink… Tha… It's, well… Ya are… Uh…"

"Spit it out face-ache!!"

"I fink ya are ashamed o' me." Murdoc seemed taken aback. He blinked incredulously at the young singer upon the bed. "'M a bit slow, not retarded." He continued. "If ya don't even wanna tell our friends, then the way I sees it, yea, ya are ashamed o' me. If ya was still alive an ya didn't wanna tell other people… Like fans 'n stuff, I wouldn't mind. Buh, not tellin' Russ 'r Noodle… Well… 'Is nonsense 'as been goin' on fer the entire week now an 'm sick of it."

Murdoc stared at 2D. "'M not ashamed of ewe Stu."

"'En why don't ya wanna tell Russ 'r Noodle? Eh?" 2D did his best to look stern, but looking as such wasn't exactly his strong suit. "B'cause…" Murdoc searched for an answer, the only thing he came up with time and time again was, My pride… 2D watched Murdoc's face as it traveled from pensive, to realization, to anger, he winced as the latter face was turned upon him. He sighed with relief and curiosity as the face softened to one of tiredness. "D… 'Ow 'bout we se'll fer a compromise, ye?"

"'M always lisnin' Muhdoc." 2D replied curiously. "Alright… Lookit 'ere. 'Ow bout we let 'em find out on 'eir own?"

"Wouldn't it jus be easiah ta jus tell 'em though?"

"Stu." Murdoc began to sound angry again. "We ain't gonna tell 'em, we're gonna let 'em find out on 'eir own, gotit?" 2D nodded reluctantly. As he did, it occurred to him, 'Ow 'ey gonna find out when 'm the only person tha' c'n see 'im? 2D could swear he could see Murdoc smirk for about a half second from the corner of his eye. He ignored it, no reason to make Murdoc angry by questioning his intentions.

Life carried on, well for most of the band mates anyway. Murdoc seemed to take every opportunity he could to talk to 2D whenever Russle was in the room. Russle always thought it an attempt to annoy him in someway, or perhaps trying to avoid a confrontation he couldn't win. He could pick up though, something was strange between the two. The way 2D always appeared to be blushing when Murdoc said something too low for Russle to hear or that extremely childish sounding laugh he always seemed to have when Murdoc made some form of perverted or gay joke. 2D aside, Murdoc was acting weird as well. Murdoc wasn't insulting 2D half as much as he usually would in a given day. Sure, yes, if the singer did do something that everyone could agree was stupid then Murdoc was always as quick as he usually was to throw a caustic comment at him. The general lack of insults and bad will around Kong had Russle on edge.

There was a loud single knock at Noodle's door the evening of the second day. Noodle called from her spot at her computer desk, "It's open Russle-san." Russle opened the door and stepped into the room. He seemed troubled by something as he walked over and took a spot on Noodle's bed.

"Noodle, I want to talk to ya about something." Russle started. Noodle spun around in her computer chair to face him. "Nan desu ka?" When she received a confused look from Russle, she translated for her herself. "What is it?"

"Oh, well. Have ya noticed anything weird about D and Muds recently?" Noodle chuckled, again earning a confused look from the drummer. "When have things not been weird since Murdoc-san reappeared?" She said still chuckling.

"Ya do have a point. So lemme rephrase that. Have ya noticed them actin' weird towards each other at all?" Noodle leaned back in her chair. "Yes."

"Do ya think that they…"

"I don't know. 2D-kun may be a fairly easy to read individual, but Murdoc-san is not. Remember during the "El Manana" incident?"

"Yes, of course I do." At least the stakes ain't as high this time. Russle said reflecting upon the shooting of the video.

"And surely you know that means we can't assume anything. And if I know Murdoc-san, he won't simply tell us the answer to this question."

"So, hypothetical question for a moment, if we go with the wild assumption that they are together… And skipping past how physical problems would work out. What do ya think of it?" Noodle closed her eyes for a moment. When she reopened them, she said, "Like I said before Russle-san, I think before we can assume anything about them at all, we need more proof first. It could simply be they have come to an understanding in the past few weeks and really are just friends. If we accused them of being together and in actuality they weren't who knows how Murdoc-san would react. We could go far enough to guess that he would not only resent both of us even more than he already does, but he would do the same to 2D-kun. Do you really want him to act the way he used to towards him?" Russle shook his head in agreement externally. In the back of his brain however, It would give this whole mess some feeling of normalcy…

"How do ya think we are gonna go about gettin' a better insight on their relationship?" Noodle thought for a moment. "Don't bug them about it. More will come in time, all we have to do is watch. I have a feeling all of what Murdoc-san is doing is purposeful. Whether to help us see they are in a relationship and things have changed or to confuse us and confuse 2D-kun for his own amusement. Which it is, I still say it's too early to tell." She looked over at Russle with a raised brow.

"So, for now at least, we are watching and waiting?" Noodle nodded and then smiled to him. "Is that all you came in here for tonight Russle-san?"

"Yes, baby girl." Russle smiled back to her and stood. "Don't stay up too late ok?"

"Don't worry, I won't."

"G'night." With that Russle left Noodle's room.

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I AM SO SORRY D: TERRIBLY UNBEARIBLY SORRY! It's so short for such a long wait. Really with the whole vacation thing and the school starting up ive been forgetting to post it, le'sigh. Anyway, sorry for the long wait.