Friends

ii. Shut-Eye

It was about 6 PM and Noodle still hadn't returned from the errands she left to run around 12 PM that day. 2D had been waiting for her to come home for a few hours now, just sitting on the couch in the living room with the TV on for background noise.
'S'Not that late,' 2D thought, shuffling his bare feet on the dirty floor.
'B'sides, you pro'lly don' wan' 'her comin' back too soon. You don' even 'ave any idea wha' you wanna say t'her!'
The man threw himself backwards on to the couch, groaning and covering his face with his hands.
"Is there something wrong, D-san?" Came the familiar British-Japanese voice from behind him. 2D almost jumped up in surprise as he spun his body around to see it was Noodle, clad in short pajama shorts, one of 2D's 'Free Tibet' shirts, and some old white socks.
"Noodz! I- Er, I been waitin' for ya!" He stuttered out, trying to visibly compose himself. Noodle smiled and raised an eyebrow.
"Waiting? Toochi, I've been here all day,"
2D froze. She's been here.....all day.
"Y'mean... you didn'..." 2D voiced the thoughts as they formed in his head.
"Hai. I've been in my room since I left breakfast, I was too lazy to leave the house today." Noodle chuckled. "Now, what have you been waiting for me for?" As she finished her sentence, Noodle stepped closer to him. 2D stood from the couch and took a nervous step back.
"O-Oh yeah, er, I-I wanted t' talk to you abou' las' night..." The man stuttered out as a blush formed over his pale cheeks. Noodle smirked and sat down on the couch.
"You mean the sex?" She asked bluntly, taking 2D back.
"W-Well yeah, I uh, I wanted t' make sure you didn' 'ave any negative feelin's at me. I jus' wanted to clear the air, y'know?" As 2D finished, he released a big breath he'd been holding back since he forgot when. 'Oh wow, tha' was easier than I thought!' And then, Noodle laughed. 2D looked up at her with a confused and almost hurt look on his face. "W-Wha... Did I say somefink funny..?" He wondered out loud.
"Toochi, it's okay, I understand." Noodle assured, patting 2D on the shoulder as he took a seat back on the couch. "Y-You do?"
"Hai, I do. It was a one night stand, a little fling. That's not the first time it's happened to me and it won't be the last." Noodle told him, giving him another pat on the back.
"Oh, well, in tha' case, good. I didn't wan- wait, not your first?" 2D exclaimed, giving Noodle a shocked look. 'Not your last?' Noodle nodded and chuckled.
"Hai, Toochi. I'm a woman. We go on tours across the country. If you, or Murdoc, or even Russel can bring a burd in to your room, what makes you think I can't sneak a groupie in to mine?" Noodle's statement opened 2D's eyes to the fact that yes, Noodle was in fact a woman, and yes, he thinks he remembers seeing a few strange men around the house, but it hadn't been for a while.
"O-Oh... Well..." 2D wasn't entirely sure what to say. There was a feeling in 2D's chest that nipped at his pride. Jealousy maybe? "Was I at least... good? What you're used to?" The question surprised 2D, but Noodle just grinned at him. She scooted a little closer, and brought her lips up to his ear.
"No. You were better." She whispered, then placed a gentle kiss on 2D's earlobe. Shivers shot down the man's spine, and he balled his fists. 'Oh my god.'
"I wouldn't mind a second round, that is, if you wouldn't..." Noodle's face was centimeters from 2D's, her lips closing in. 2D didn't know if whether he wanted to turn and run up the stairs and hide or throw Noodle down and take her right there on the couch, so he decided to find a comfortable medium and see where the present situation would take him.
"N-Noodle..." He whispered, giving in to the overwhelming urge to close his eyes and connect their lips. At first, the kiss was deep and not entirely lustful, but as Noodle pressed her hand closer against 2D's chest, one of his hands slowly traveled up Noodle's back and on to the back of her head. The other went up under Noodle's shirt back, pressing the two tightly together. Noodle nipped at 2D's bottom lip, giggling and pulling away. 2D almost audibly whined and just barely caught himself from reaching out like a baby and flailing his hands for her to come back and fulfill him.
"Not now, Toochi. Later. After supper. I'll come to your room, and we can have more fun." Noodle got up off of her place on the couch and went over to the home telephone.
"Why my room? Why can' we do it in yours?" 2D questioned, trying to make conversation as he awkwardly adjusted the boner in his drawers. Noodle giggled.
"Because I like your room. Your blankets are comfy." She dialed a number as she spoke. "Also, I've been locked in my room all day. I'm tired of being in there." 2D nodded, keeping his gaze on the woman. Her lips were reddened from their mini make-out session, and her hair was slightly tussled at the base of her head. 2D smiled halfway, admiring these small details about her.
"Hallo Papa!" Noodle chirped, taking the phone and walking to a window. "I was just calling to see when you would be home. I want to know how much I should prepare for dinner... Hai, 'D is home... Iie, Murdoc hasn't called... Hai... Daijoubou... Hai, sayonara Papa!" Noodle hung up the phone.
"Was 'at Russ?" 2D asked, already knowing the answer. Noodle called Russel Papa, so it was obvious.
"Hai. He says he will be home for dinner, and to go ahead and make Murdoc some as well. Would you like anything in particular, Toochi?" Noodle responded, stepping away from the window and placing the phone back on its home port. 2D shook his head.
"I fink I'm gonna head upstairs actually, Noodz. I been waitin' all day for you t' get home, and you've been home this whole time! I need a li'l rest." 2D stood up and padded toward the stairs. Noodle nodded.
"Daijoubou. I'll see you later, Toochi." Noodle giggled, and retreated to the kitchen. 2D turned around as she left, and smiled.

Russel got home around 7:15, just when Noodle was finishing up dinner. Murdoc had called by then and said he wouldn't be home until midnight.
Dinner was casual. Noodle and 2D didn't interact much. The occasional 'pass the knife' or 'can I borrow the salt', nothing too intimate.
"How was Baltimore, Papa?" Noodle inquired, taking a bite of the spaghetti she had made.
"Oh it was alrigh', never been a fan of Baltimore. Too much-" 2D didn't hear the rest of the conversation, because he was distracted by something touching his leg. As he paid attention, whatever it was slowly climbed its way up the man's leg, where it reached his knee and stopped. 2D snuck a glance under the table and saw it was Noodle's foot creeping its way up his leg. 2D almost choked.
"Are you alright, 'D?" Russel asked, raising one of his thick eyebrows at 2D.
"Oh y-yeah I'm fine, I jus- it went down th' wrong pipe is all," 2D said nervously, looking over to a smug Noodle. Her face was lit up in a sly grin. She knew what she was doing.
"D'you need a sip of some water, D-san?" As she asked, her foot slipped too quickly back down his leg, returning to its spot under her chair.
"I, uh, uh, sure." 2D decided. Noodle smiled and stood up, walking past 2D and brushing her arm against his shoulder to tease him. These 'accidental' little touches from Noodle were driving 2D absolutely insane. He clenched his fist in his lap, watching as the Japanese woman's hips sway with her steps.
"Daijoubou, I think I am done for now." Noodle said after she sat the glass of water down in front of 2D. "I'm going to go back upstairs now, I need to shower and get to bed early. I didn't sleep too well last night." Noodle picked up her silverware and plate, and set it in the sink.
"It was nice talking to you Papa!" She said as she gave Russel a light peck on the cheek. "And you too, Toochi." as she placed another slightly longer peck on 2D's cheek. Then she was gone.

It was almost 10PM. Although they hadn't agreed on a time, 2D thought that Noodle would have been in his room by then. She had already showered a couple of hours prior, and there wasn't anything that 2D thought she could be otherwise preoccupied with. The intense want that 2D felt in his crotch and his chest was causing him to grow restless and impatient.
'Just give 'er time, Stu. She'll come.' He thought, trying to ease his mind. 2D turned himself so he was facing the powered-on television at the opposite end of his bed.
After another 15 minutes, 2D was almost asleep. His eyes were flitting open and shut, and he was losing the sleep battle. The door to 2D's bedroom opened quietly.
"Toochi?" A soft voice called out. 2D was too tired to respond. "Oh, the baby is sleeping." The same voice said amusedly. The other side of the bed indented and 2D suddenly felt a light warmth beside him. He turned himself over to face Noodle. Her hair was down around her cheekbones and shoulders, bringing out her pale complexion in the dimly lit room. She wore a deep purple silk spaghetti-strap nightgown that also helped to bring out her complexion. She seemed to be glowing.
"Oh, 'ello kitten. I wuz jus'... I'm a li'l tired is all..." 2D croaked, smiling sleepily up at the glowing beauty in his bed.
"Daijōbudesu, Toochi. I will let you rest." Noodle said, placing a gentle kiss on the man's forehead.
"Wouldja mind stayin' wiff me? You're warm, 'n I'm jus' a li'l cold..." He asked, reaching up and grabbing Noodle by her shoulders and gently tugging her down to him.
"Of course I will. Get some sleep." Noodle said, easing herself down and closing her eyes softly. 2D kept his eyes open for just a second longer, taking in her gentleness before he closed them and wrapped his arms around her midsection.
"Goodnigh', Noodle."