Hi everyone, since I've had a little break (and I've finished all my schoolwork) I decided to start on a new story. Hope you enjoy!

I don't own Gorillaz.

2D unpacked his last item of clothing, and examined the inside of the closet. A bit messy, but it would do. A little smile tugged at his lips. Finally they were all together again. He had missed Russel and Noodle so much. He wasn't pleased about Cyborg Noodle coming with them, though. Murdoc had said that he had put so much effort and work into her, he refused to let her be destroyed.

He promised Noodle that the robot was just that; a robot. Noodle was still pissed though, as was Russel.

2D shook his head. They were only in their new house for two days and Murdoc had managed to make everyone angry.

Oh well. All that mattered that they were a family again. A very strange family, maybe.. but still a family.

He went down to the kitchen, feeling hungry. He wondered if Russel had already stacked the fridge and cupboards with food; knowing Russel, he probably had.

Sure enough, Russel and Noodle were already there, eating.

"Done unpacking?" Noodle asked with a yawn.

2D smiled and nodded, feeling a bit tired himself. They had been traveling for ages, and had to get up early this morning to unpack everything.

"Where's Murdoc?" he asked, sitting down.

"He's also sorting out his stuff. He'll be down here in a minute," Russel said sleepily, while taking a bite from his sandwich.

2D started making his own sandwich, as they talked a little.

"Ugh, I'm off to bed," Noodle groaned when she was finished. "Wake me up next week."

They bade her goodnight, and the two of them talked for a while. Murdoc entered the kitchen a while later, looking exhausted and clearly in a bad mood.

He stomped to the fridge, throwing food out, obviously looking for something.

"Murdoc, I haven't bought any alcohol," Russel said without looking up.

Murdoc stopped his search abruptly.

"What! Fucking hell, lard arse, do I have to do everything myself?" Murdoc snapped, turning to leave the room again.

"Where are you going?" 2D asked quickly.

Murdoc didn't even turn. "What the fuck do you think, faceache," he snapped as he put on his jacket.

2D stood up. "I'll come with you!" he said eagerly, running to catch up with Murdoc, who was already leaving.

Murdoc threw him a glance, but didn't say anything as they stepped into the car.

They went and bought some liquor, beer, rum and cigarettes. Enough to keep Murdoc going for about two weeks, probably less.

On their way home they were silent. 2D kept trying to think of something to say, but everything he said Murdoc just ignored, or he shot him a deadly glare which caused 2D to shut up.

They arrived back home. Murdoc turned the engine off, and they sat in silence for a while in the dark.

"Muds.. Do you want to come to my room with me?" 2D then asked softly, putting his hand on Murdoc's.

Murdoc snatched his hand away from 2D's and glared at him. "Faceache, what we did in Plastic Beach was fun. But it was only because there was nothing else, alright? If there had been a bird there with us, I would have fucked her everyday instead of you. But there wasn't."

2D's hands clenched into fists and he stared right ahead of him, not replying.

"But now we're back with Noodle and Russel. We can't do this shit anymore. Fuck, do you want them to find out?" Murdoc asked angrily.

"No," 2D replied.

"Well then. Think before you start suggesting these things. We're not doing it ever again. What happened at Plastic Beach, stays at Plastic Beach," he added with a little smirk at his own wits.

2D didn't say anything. He was just staring off into the distance. It was unnerving Murdoc a little. He gave 2D a slap on the back of his head.

"Stop being so goddamn weird," he snapped, picked up all his stuff, then got out of the car.

2D rubbed the back of his head absentmindedly, blowing out air slowly.

He then got out of the car and went into the house. His tiredness had multiplied by a thousand, but he couldn't even think of going to bed. Instead, he went to the living room, curled up on the couch and switched on the tv.

That's how Noodle found him in the morning, lying on the couch, fast asleep, with the tv still switched on.

She sighed, and put some blankets over him, quietly going into the kitchen to make herself some breakfast.

"What's 2D doing sleeping on the couch?" Russel asked a while later, entering the kitchen. "And I thought you'd be sleeping in."

"Shh, keep it down. I don't know. And this is sleeping in for me," Noodle hissed.

Russel glanced at his watch. "It's only ten o'clock. You've been here for a good half hour before me. I will never understand you," he said, shaking his head.

Noodle rolled her eyes. "Oh, shut up and eat your breakfast before the waffles get cold."

Russel wasted no time in doing exactly that, devouring his waffles while Noodle drank her tea.

Murdoc suddenly entered the kitchen, grabbing a glass. He filled it with water, not saying a word.

The other two looked at him suspiciously. Murdoc left the room with the water, still staying completely silent. But the little smirk that was tugging at his lips was enough to warn the other two.

They jumped up and rushed to the living room, but they were too late. Murdoc was just turning the glass upside down, the water pouring onto 2D's face.

2D jumped up, gasping and shouting, while Murdoc stood there grinning. Russel stomped over to Murdoc and shoved him away.

"Go play with your robot or something, you fucking dick. Leave 2D alone," he snapped.

"Wha.. what did you do that for?" 2D said, wiping the water from his face.

"That's what you get for hogging the couch, faceache. And you know what, Russ, I think I will go 'play with my robot.' She's fucking better company than all of you," Murdoc snarled.

He then caught Noodle's death stare.

"Not that she's any better than you, Noods. Of course not," he added hastily, then quickly rushed out of the room.

As he sat down on his bed, grasping a bottle of rum and kicking some of the wires attached to Cyborg Noodle away.

He thought about the strange thing that had just happened there. When he was standing above 2D, with the glass in his hand, staring down at 2D's face, he had actually been having second thoughts. What the fuck? And after that, it was even worse. When he was looking at 2D, scared and soaked, he should have been laughing his head off. Instead, he had been feeling the tiniest flicker of a weird emotion – guilt.

Satan, he was going soft. And for that idiot, too. It wasn't like the shagging on Plastic Beach had meant anything. Of course it hadn't.

It was just alcohol deprivation. That was it. After this bottle of rum, he would be back to normal again.

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2D was sitting in the living room, listening to music. Noodle and Russel were both out shopping, and he assumed Murdoc was in his room, drinking his guts out.

Well, at the moment, he was wrong. Murdoc came stumbling in, crashing down next to him on the couch. 2D turned his music off.

They didn't say anything for a moment. Then:

"Muds, it wasn't really nice of you to do that this morning," 2D said nervously.

Murdoc raised an eyebrow at him. "And?" he asked, uninterested.

2D sighed. "Never mind."

Something had been bothering him. What he and Murdoc had been having, was ended so abruptly. It didn't feel right. He needed.. closure, strangely enough. He decided to risk it.

He shifted closer to Murdoc.

"Muds?" he said softly.

"Hmm?" Murdoc asked absentmindedly.

"You.. I.. Can I have just one last kiss? Just one?" 2D then asked, turning red.

Murdoc turned to him slowly, his face an emotionless mask.

"Just one. I won't talk about it ever again," 2D added quickly.

Then Murdoc blew out a huge breath. He smelled of alcohol and cigarettes.

Wordlessly, he put his hand on the back of 2D's head and roughly smashed their lips together.

Murdoc pushed his tongue firmly into 2D's mouth, and 2D let him, let Murdoc's oh so familiar tongue abuse his mouth.

Then it was done. Murdoc pulled away, stood up and left the room without another word.

2D just sat there, feeling strange, staring off into space.

Yeaah, it's kind of short, but my first chapters are always short because I want to know what you guys think before I actually carry on the fic :) so thank you for reading, please review and I'll continue!