Murdoc walked into the kitchen to see the blue haired singer seated in a chair while Noodle sat on the table in front of him with her legs dangling over the edge kicking slowly back and forth.

"Al'ight now let's try another word, shall we?"

The small girl tilted her head to the side in confusion for a moment before nodding slowly. They really did need a translator, he knew Russel wasn't looking; he'd spent the past three days getting the small child's room ready, and sending out their demo tapes that had been completed. The bassist had to admit he was kind of afraid to ask the drummer for anything else after seeing just how on edge he had been lately, so most likely he'd set to work on it himself, like everything else.

"She don't understand one fing ya sayin' to her." Murdoc said mostly to let them know he was in the room.

The girl looked over at him smiling and waving; she said something in Japanese and bowed her head. Murdoc smiled back, 2D only looked at with him slight annoyance.

"She knows some words, like 'hi' and 'food'….Not much else t'ough." He said scratching at the side of his head.

He continued looking at the singer and thinking over the last time they had talked. He hadn't said much, 2D had been the one explaining how hurt he felt by everything, and confused. Murdoc hated that he hadn't said anything back, hadn't really shown any emotion. He'd shrugged the entire conversation off like it had been no big deal, like small talk. He would talk to him now, but Noodle was there….She didn't understand a damned word of English though….He still didn't want her around just in case he felt the urge to punch the younger man. He noticed the Japanese girl tended to get angry when the Satanist would hit the dullard.

"Hey D ya think yew could get girlie there outta the room, I need ta talk to yew."

The singer stared up at him blankly for a moment like he had to really consider it. Anytime they were left alone it didn't go over too well, it usually ended with some kind of violence, or negative emotion. There hadn't been any positive emotion between them since they left England. He would like to say Kong was to blame for that, but it had been their last guitarist, and Murdoc's inability to commit to things like 'love'….He didn't love the boy, at least he wouldn't let himself go anywhere near that.

"Uh sure Muds….C'mon luv let's get ya to Russ." He said picking the girl up from the table and carrying her down the hall way in search for the drummer.

Murdoc went into the rec room and sat down on the couch. He wasn't really sure what he was going to say, he was starting to realize that expressing his feelings to 2D had been easier when the boy had been nothing but a human wall. Yeah he'd said things to him once he had woken up, held him, caressed him, and treated him like a human being….Once all of that changed though it really had changed, the boy never stopped looking at him that way though….Lately he looked at him with fear and that broken heartedness, but the love and worship was still there. He hated all of it, sometimes he wished the singer hated him like most people that he knew….He could feel himself getting angry already and forced himself to calm down. He didn't need to start the conversation by knocking more of the kid's teeth out.

"So wot yew wanna talk about?" The singer asked as he sat down next to the bassist.

There was barely any space between them; it'd been like that lately. He was like an abused animal who after a few days of licking its wounds would come running right back to you.

"I'm sorry about everything, the van, yer girl, knockin' out yer teeth….Treatin' ya the way that I have."

"It's okay….I'm not really upset over 'er anymore, still 'urts t'ough…..Why are yew apologizing now?" The singer asked slowly not sure what could set the older man off.

"Do yew remember how things were back in England before yer girl came back to ya?"

2D nodded slowly and looked away shyly, Murdoc smiled.

"We both know she wasn't good fer ya or my band and I really miss how t'ings were back t'ere."

He felt awkward, he wasn't sure why. They had been together numerous times in those few weeks, but it had been ages since things had been that way. They were living somewhere different, they had a band now so they weren't living alone, and they were getting closer to really being something. He was getting closer to having money and all the women that he could ever want, he didn't like the thought that 2D would want more than a relationship that even Murdoc couldn't put a label on. He needed him though; he needed him as much as he hated his guts for needing him back.

"I miss it too, t'at was real nice….It didn't feel really right when I got back wit Paula, I t'ought I'd be happy, but I wasn't….I noticed you got real weird when I got back wit her and I kept t'inkin about yew a lot…..She wasn't wit me te way yew were wit me." The singer said hanging his head letting hair fall into his face.

Murdoc reached over combing his fingers through the blue locks. 2D looked up at him blushing slightly; the bassist let his hand move from the singer's hair to his cheek. The singer reached up placing his hand over Murdoc's, he looked at the bassist with that usual look of worship. That look he remembered so well, it had always been there. Ever since the day he had hit the boy with his van there had been this utter fascination in those eyes that were now nothing but blackness. It always scared him, angered him, but right now it made his heart constrict. Everything he was feeling right now towards him scared him, but he wasn't going to push him away right now, he needed him, and he needed his singer.

"I really missed yew mate" The Satanist whispered

"I missed yew too"

Murdoc moved in closer leaving just barely a couple of inches between their faces. He could feel 2D's warm breath against his skin; he only hesitated for that couple of seconds before breaking the distance pressing his lips against the younger man's. The kiss was soft, slow, and nervous just like the first couple of times they had kissed. He could feel fingers tangling in his hair; he placed his hands on the singer's hips pulling him against him as the kiss deepened. He prodded his tongue against the younger man's lips; 2D parted his lips willingly letting out a small whimper as the kiss grew more heated. He missed him and the taste of cigarettes that almost always flavored the inside of his mouth.

There were a million things wrong with this, but he honestly didn't care right now. He was reliving the times they'd had back in England when it was just the two of them.

He groaned when he felt hands sliding up his shirt and short fingernails raking over his sides. He bit at the blue haired man's lip before breaking away completely. They both stared at one another with that hazed stare like they were both millions of miles away in another world. 2D leaned in and began running his tongue along the side of the bassist neck.

"Fuck D, c'mon mate we can't do tis out 'ere."

The singer pulled back and looked at him in confusion.

"Why not?"

"Russ and Noodle, remember, t'ey don't need ta come out and catch us." Murdoc said as he looked down the hallway making sure nobody was coming.

"Al'ight t'en we can go to te Winnie t'en."

"No, let's go to yer room luv, yer way better t'an tat damned t'ing." The Satanist said

He stood up from the couch and began walking down the hall way to 2D's room with the lead singer right behind him just like always; he always followed him no matter where it was they were going to. He knew the Winnie would have more privacy, but it was filthy in every meaning of that word. It was the place he took hookers and groupies, it wasn't a place he would willingly take Stewart to.

2D walked into the room and made his way over to his bed, he sat down looking at the bassist, waiting. Murdoc made sure to shut and lock the door behind them, he wondered how pathetic it was that he cared what his band mates thought, especially since one seemed nearly oblivious to everything around her.

"So why can't t'e others know about t'is?" 2D asked sounding more confused than hurt.

Murdoc settled on the younger man's lap and the singer wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Cause t'ey don't need ta know, nothin' ta really know anyways." He said before leaning in and kissing along the younger man's neck.

He wanted to re-mark him; he wanted all traces of Paula off of the vocalist. He bit into 2D's neck causing him to let out a small moan. He bit harder and could feel fingers digging into his back; he began sucking on the sore skin then lapping at it with his pointed tongue. He moved to another spot repeating his previous actions except with harder bites. Each time the blue haired man would moan more loudly, he thought about telling him to keep quiet, but he couldn't get himself to. Murdoc pulled back, he reached down grabbing hold of the hem of his own shirt and quickly pulled it up and over his head dropping it to the floor. 2D mirrored his action and Murdoc couldn't help, but look at the pink scars on his pale chest and stomach.

"Yeah Paula did t'at, she'd get angry or bored, and start cuttin' at me like t'at." He said casually like it didn't matter.

Murdoc could tell by how far away and odd he looked while talking about it that it obviously did bother him still. He placed his hand on his cheek regaining his attention; he leaned in kissing him hungrily. He pushed the taller man back onto the bed now straddling his lower stomach. He groaned into the kiss as nails dug into his back. He moved a hand down to the front of the singer's pants grabbing at him, 2D moaned into the kiss at the sudden sensation. The older man began rubbing at his erection through the material of his jeans.

He broke from the kiss and looked down at the younger man as he continued rubbing him. His eyes were just barely open and his head was tossed back against the bed as moans and whimpers fell from his mouth. He liked how he reacted to his touches, even to the way he looked at him. He stopped rubbing at him and stood up from the bed. 2D pulled himself up on his elbows and stared up at the older man with so much frustration he looked like he would cry. Murdoc smirked at him and shook his head letting his hair fall over his eyes. He quickly unfastened and removed his jeans and underwear kicking them to the side. He could feel the singer's eyes on him and couldn't help but smile.

He watched as 2D went to work quickly unfastening his own jeans, he couldn't help, but chuckle as his long fingers fumbled with the belt buckle, and zipper. He liked how his face turned red when he got embarrassed or very frustrated. The singer pushed his jeans and underwear down to his ankles and kicked them off the rest of the way. Murdoc crawled back onto the bed hovering over him; he leaned down kissing him quickly. The blue haired man wrapped his arms around his neck trying to pull him down closer. The Satanist dipped his head down placing quick kisses against his collar bones and the center of his chest.

"I'm te only man you've ever had sex wit, right?" He asked looking down at the younger man.

"Yeah, o' course yew are." 2D replied almost like the answer was obvious.

He knew he couldn't and probably never would stop the singer from having sex with women, but he liked knowing he owned that part of him. He'd always own some part of his mind and his body and that was all the bassist needed to know.

Murdoc ran the tip of his tongue from 2D's chest down to his navel. He felt fingers tangling in his hair urging him to go down further. He stopped and stared up at the younger man who looked down at him with desperation, he loved that look, and the way he needed him. He moved down further, he wrapped his fingers around the singer's dick stroking it a couple of times before pressing his lips against the head. 2D let out a breathy moan and let his head fall back against the bed; the Satanist flicked his tongue back and forth over the tip causing the younger man to arch his back off of the bed. He took the head into his mouth sucking slowly; he loved every loud and nearly frustrated moan that came from the blue haired man. He took more of his length into his mouth sucking harder; he continued wrapping his long tongue around his dick causing the singer to cry out more loudly with each passing second. Murdoc pulled away completely and moved back up his body kissing him roughly. He tangled his fingers in his light blue hair roughly pulling his head back before breaking from the kiss.

"Quiet, I don't need yew getting' Russ or Noodle 'ere wonderin' what's goin on." He whispered before biting at the vocalist neck causing him to whimper in reply.

"Sorry Muds, t'at just felt really good, I forgot yer um…Y'know" 2D said sounding too embarrassed to finish his statement.

Murdoc looked down at him smirking. He looked over at the night stand next to the bed and noticed the small bottle of lube among the pile of junk cluttering the small space. He reached over grabbing it up then dangled it in front of the younger man's face, the singer blushed.

"So yew been waitin' fer me or just thinkin' about it." He asked teasingly.

He didn't really expect an answer; he'd learned the singer wasn't really comfortable with talking about sex. He'd say things, but they were usually in ways a kid would do.

Murdoc poured some of the substance into the palm of his hand and reached down taking hold of his own dick stroking it until it was fully coated. He wondered if it'd hurt 2D as much as it had the first time, it'd been a while since they last had sex. The last time they had been to the point it only hurt for a minute, but he doubted the singer would really object to anything the older man wanted.

He slowly pushed a finger inside of him and the singer moaned softly. Murdoc leaned down kissing and biting along his neck, he had one hand on his thigh gripping tightly as he pushed another finger inside of him. He pulled his fingers half way out then pushed them back in doing his best to stretch the younger man. He focused on his heavy breathing and soft moans; he looked up at him seeing a look of frustration, and knew it was alright to move along.

He pulled his fingers out and sat back on his knees. He pushed 2D's bent legs apart further so he could settle between them. He slowly pushed inside of him never taking his eyes off of his face checking for any sign of pain. He was almost half way in when the younger man let out a small pained cry. He stopped and stayed still for awhile.

"Yew al'ight?" He asked as he continued checking the singer's face.

"Y-yeah I'm fine, jus' 'urts a bit t'at's all."

"Sorry luv" Murdoc whispered before pulling back out then pushing back in.

He leaned down kissing the younger man slowly hoping to take his mind off of the discomfort. He could feel his body tense and began gently stroking the side of his face as he continued pushing inside then pulling out. He kept at a slow pace waiting for the younger man to relax his muscles; he would, but quickly tensed back up. Murdoc pulled back and looked down at him noticing the look of pain on his face.

"Try to relax, al'ight? Yew remember, it'll make it easier on ya."

2D nodded slowly and took a deep breath; his muscles slowly began to relax. Murdoc leaned down and began kissing and biting along the side of his neck. The blue haired man tilted his head to the side exposing more of his neck to the older man. The Satanist pulled out then pushed back in quicker this time, the younger man cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain this time. He pulled half way out then shoved in at the same moment he bit into his neck hard enough to break the skin.

Legs wrapped around his lower back and fingers clawed at his back, Murdoc gripped tightly to his hips as he tried to aim for that one spot. 2D's back arched off of the bed and he let out a loud moan, Murdoc smiled against his neck knowing he'd found it. He picked up his pace thrusting more quickly and harder into the younger man this time hitting his prostate with every other thrust of his hips. He couldn't help, but moan at the feeling of the singer's body around him. It felt even better than the times before; he moved up kissing him roughly. The kiss was hungry and desperate like they would lose each other if they ever parted. The blue haired man's body moved in time with his trying to meet him thrust for thrust, he reached down wrapping his fingers around the taller man's dick stroking him slowly then quickly.

Murdoc broke from the kiss and buried his face in the crook of the black eyed man's neck. He closed his eyes tightly and focused on the feeling of his body wrapped around him and the sound of his labored breathing and loud moans. He dug his jagged nails into his hips with each frantic thrust as he brought himself closer, he could tell by the moans, and nearly unintelligible words falling from the singer's mouth that he was close to the edge. With a few more strokes 2D was coming into his hand and onto his own stomach, his body tensed, nails digging into the bassist back as he rode out his orgasm. His body slowly relaxed as he rode it out, with a couple more thrust Murdoc came inside of him. He really wanted to say that this feeling was better than the drugs he spent a good portion of his lifetime doing. He bit into the taller man's neck muffling each loud moan, he felt fingers combing through his hair as his thrusts slowed then eventually stopped. He pulled out and lay down on top of the younger man's sweat soaked body. An arm wrapped lazily around his back while fingers still combed through his hair in a nearly comforting matter.

"I really missed yew Muds, so wot are we again?"

"Friends t'at do stuff most friends don't do, that's all mate."

"Oh al'ight t'en….Can yew stay fer a bit, I don't really want yew ta go."

"Sure Stu, I'll stay fer a bit, I gotta go check on Russ and see if he's gotten anything done though."

"Hey yew haven't called me Stu in a real long time now, I kinda like 'earing yew say it."

Murdoc closed his eyes and sighed heavily, he felt exhausted. He knew he would have to move, hopefully nobody would realize how long he had been in 2D's room.

"Well don't get used to it." He mumbled before falling to sleep.