They somehow managed to get about half way through recording Demon Days without a fight, without a complete blow out. It had been rather nice while it had lasted, but that was over. Now they stood in the recording studio, the door locked so nobody would stumble in during their fight. They could hear varied voices outside the door; the voices of drunken guests, musicians, actors, and even people they'd never met before in their lives. Yet here the two of them were locked in this empty room, both drunk, and both pissed off for differing reasons.

"Why do you keep doing this to me, seriously what's your problem with me dating?" 2D yelled angrily.

His speech was slightly slurred, he took a step towards the older man and for a moment he thought he'd fall. He actually was prepared to catch him if he did.

"Well the first one you had was a whore, the second was a bitch, and honestly it's been going that way for years now. You get the worst and ugliest girls you can find and they treat you like dirt."

It was true; he either got with women who just wanted money, they had sex with everybody except for 2D and they mentally abused the man or he got with women who were pretentious rich snobs who just wanted to shock people in the media by dating the freak show in the world of rock.

"At least I don't have to pay them to shag me, unlike you. You're so fucked up and old and ugly you can't even get a bird to look your way without paying her."

He was actually taken back by the statement, even a little bit hurt. Hurt and shock turned to anger and a second later he had a hand around 2D's throat and the singer's body pressed against him.

"Say that again."

"You're a filthy old bastard that keeps on ruining my life." He whispered his voice less sure this time.

"How?"

"You, you take all the women I like; like tonight that bird was into me and then you came along and started flirting with her and stuff. Telling her she doesn't want some idiot like me."

Murdoc released him pushing the blue haired man away from him.

"You are an idiot, you can't even tell that half these moronic bitches don't even want you."

"Th-that's not true, you're just jealous that people like me more than you. That's your problem; you're so fucking bitter about, about being pathetic and….Nobody wants you."

"I didn't see you fucking complaining a couple months ago." Murdoc said never taking his eyes off of the younger man's.

"I-it shouldn't have happened, not like; it's not like you fucking care, just care about yourself and….You're a jerk, you don't have a heart or anything like that."

2D looked down towards the floor.

Murdoc walked up to him, he placed his index finger under his chin coaxing the younger man to look up at him.

"You mean that?" He asked his voice gentle.

"I don't want you if you don't even give a damn about me, I'm not….I'm not one of your whores or something."

"I know and I do care about you, I mean that."

"Then why the hell do you treat me like this?"

Murdoc shrugged; he traced his finger along the younger man's cheek, across his bottom lip then ran his fingers back through his hair.

"You really think all that stuff about me?"

"N-no, I don't; I like you a lot, you just annoy me sometimes. I feel like you don't care about me and you treat me like crap and half the time I don't know if you mean it or not, then I don't know if you mean this." He whispered.

"Just don't think about it too much, any of it. For the girlfriend thing, I chase them off cause I know they don't care about you and I know you're too thick to listen to me if I try to tell you. Ya need to stop believing and trusting every damn person who says hi to you."

"What about you, should I believe you?"

"Hell no"

With that he kissed him. 2D wrapped his arms around his neck as he kissed him back just as gently, just as lovingly. He held the singer's body close to hiss, his tongue probing inside of his mouth; he tasted like cigarettes and cherry flavored vodka. He knew deep down he shouldn't be kissing him, he should just leave, because nothing about this would ever end well.

2D slid his hands up under the older man's shirt his fingers wandering across his stomach then his chest.

"I like your body and your face, I didn't mean it." He whispered his mouth against the older man's neck.

"I know luv"

He felt the blue haired man's lips press against his skin, the flick of his tongue against the nape of his neck.

Murdoc pulled away from the other man, he removed his own shirt dropping it to the floor. 2D looked over his body smiling a bit as he did so; he kissed the bassist his tongue pushing inside of his mouth. He lightly dragged his fingernails down along the other man's sides.

They were dangerous together; dangerous for each other, but apart they just felt dead on the inside. Murdoc had done every self-destructive thing he could come up with when he had been away from 2D, but 2D on the other hand had become less awkward and nervous. Together they fought, but something had changed and somehow there was a bit of respect. He wasn't purely the leader anymore, 2D didn't just blindly follow him any longer; he could call him out, argue him, and that's why doing this felt alright. He knew that the singer was doing this because he wanted to, not because he just liked doing everything that Murdoc did.

2D stepped away from him; he watched as the taller man began to undress, when he got to his belt he couldn't steady his fingers. Murdoc laughed and 2D glared at him, the bassist shook his head amused by the younger man's frustration. He moved the singer's hands out of the way and with little difficulty unbuckled his belt then unfastened his jeans. He looked up at the younger man smirking at him.

"Shut it" 2D mumbled.

Murdoc placed a hand on the back of his neck pulling him in kissing him hard. 2D pushed his jeans down around his ankles then stepped out of them, he placed his hand over the older man's crotch and began rubbing at him through the material of his pants. Murdoc unfastened his jeans pushing them down to the ground. He lay the younger man down on the floor settling between his legs, he kissed down 2D's chest, to his stomach. He ran the tip of his tongue down the center of his stomach stopping above his crotch. He moved back up, he placed a hand on 2D's cheek his fingers caressing his skin, the younger man looked up at him with dark eyes.

"Do you really wanna do this?"

"Yeah I want to, just tell me something okay?"

The blue haired man wrapped his left leg around Murdoc's back almost like he wanted to hold him there so he couldn't leave.

"What is it?"

"Do you love me?"

He felt his heart constrict in his chest; he brushed his lips against 2D's.

"Yes" He whispered.

2D tangled his fingers in Murdoc's hair, he leaned up kissing him.

He knew this wasn't alcohol talking and he swore to himself that he wouldn't pretend he didn't mean this in the morning, because even he couldn't stand the idea of doing something that messed up to him. He wanted him, he wanted to treat him better, and take care of him. He wanted to be his, he was tired of seeing people hurting 2D.

"I'll be yours" Murdoc whispered his fingers caressing the singer's skin.

'I'll be your ether, you'll breathe me in but you won't release.'