Rhinestone Eyes [2doc]

[seven]

ON WITH CHAPTER SEVEN
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2D woke up and yawned, trying to move his arm but couldn't as it was trapped. He looked at the sleeping Murdoc and grinned. He nudged Murdoc and the bassist yawned, rolling on his side to face the bluenette, ultimately freeing his arm. His eyes opened and light flowed into them, then he smiled. "Mornin'," he said, yawning, and kissed him on the nose.

2D smiled. "Sleep well?" he asked. "Very," the bassist stated, kissing the singer's forehead. The bluenette sighed and kissed Murdoc. "If you're gonna do i', do i' righ'," he said, kissing him again.

"Today's the day," Murdoc said and 2D frowned. "I don' wan' t'go. I 'ate 'ospitals," he whined. "You've got to or else you won't be alive for as long," Murdoc said, reminding the bluenette of his eventual death. Just thinking about it made him begin coughing and wheezing. He had to return to the hospital to prepare for the last five months of his life. This included being notified of how it would play out and when he'd have to be admitted into the hospital.

It'd been a little over a month and a half sinced he'd been diagnosed, and each band member reacted differently. Noodle had bawled her eyes out and refused to let go of 2D; Russel had been too shocked to react properly, but as soon as they'd returned home, he locked himself in his room; Murdoc had left the hospital completely and hadn't been seen until the next morning; 2D felt numb, and the room had begun to spin so much that he blacked out and had to be held overnight, in case something more serious happened. Now, Noodle barely left her room, Russel was quiet and Murdoc refused to leave 2D alone unless it was absolutely necessary.

They were all going to the hospital together. Noodle had refused to go at first, but was persuaded; Russel immediately agreed.

Eventually, 2D sat up and around the dimly-lit room, then down at his feet. He noticed his legs were slightly thinner and tapped on Murdoc's shoulder. The bassist looked at him and Stu motioned to his legs. "They're gettin' thinner," he stated quietly. He'd been eating normally, so he didn't understand why this was happening.

Murdoc rubbed his shoulder soothingly. "Come on. I'll help you get ready. Maybe a doctor will know what's wrong and help," he said, kissing the bluenette on his forehead. 2D nodded.

They stood up and walked into the bathroom. "Fank you," 2D said and Murdoc helped him undress. He gasped at the sight. Stu was thinner than normal, and with his height, he looked like an actual skeleton. "M'disgusting," he said and Murdoc shook his head. "No, you're beautiful. You're just sick," he stated, turning the faucet on and adjusting the temperature.

Murdoc helped 2D into the tub and helped him sit down. "I may be sick, bu' 'm also ugly an' disgusting." 2D frowned, crossing his arms and covering himself. The water was warm. He liked it. "Stop lying. Liars go to Hell and you don't deserve to go to Hell," Murdoc said and 2D lied back, groaning. "Wha'eve'," he contradicted, huffing in annoyance.

Murdoc wet 2D's hair and began to wash it, being a bit rough. The singer whimpered and Murdoc stopped. "You're bein' too rough," he said and Murdoc continued, this time gently massaging shampoo into the blue hair. The bassist helped the singer sit up and rinsed the shampoo out, replacing it with conditioner. It was coconut scented because 2D claimed it made his hair "sof' an' fluffy".

"Someday you will find me, caught beneath the landslide. In a champagne supernova in the sky," 2D sang softly as he closed his eyes. It strangely fit the situation, and brought tears to Murdoc's eyes. 2D smiled. "M'sorry. I'll stop if you'd like," he said and Murdoc shook his head. "No, just sing another song. I like your singing. How about... Stop The Dams, maybe?"

He paused, looking at the singer's face for any sign of approval. The bluenette nodded and breathed in shakily before beginning. "When you're smoking tinfoil in the morning, it's gonna be a cold day. When you're keeping everything inside you, it can only hurt you," he sang as Murdoc hummed along.

"That was beautiful, love," he complimented and 2D smiled, his cheeks turning pink. Murdoc pulled the bluenette into a soft kiss, their lips lingering for a bit until they separated.

Both 2D and Murdoc had decided indefinitely that they loved each other, quite possibly more than either of them let on. For a split second, 2D wanted to scream how much he love the green-skinned bassist to the world, but nothing concerning their relationship had been announced since they'd gotten together. They decided that it was best to wait until the entire band was comfortable with announcing it, and currently none of them were comfortable with doing it. So yelling out that he loved Murdoc Faust Niccals would not be a good idea. Besides, it would most likely put him out of breath faster than he could get past yelling Murdoc's middle name.

By the time the bluenette stepped out of the bath and was dressed in a tshirt and jeans, it was time to leave. They'd also said nothing regarding the singer's fate, so hospital staff were required to go on silent mode once everything was settled, meaning absolutely no posting about it anywhere.

Upon arriving at the hospital, they were immediately brought into a room on one of the top floors specifically reserved for cancer patients, causing 2D to almost throw up at both the smell of death and sight of machines. Murdoc rubbed his back as the proceedure for the remaining five months of his life was explained.

"So, the last probably... month of your life will be spent here. But don't worry, you'll be perfectly safe and in good hands," the doctor explained in a soft voice as to not worry the singer, who nodded with tears beginning to slowly run down his cheeks.

"Will he still be able to sing? His voice is pretty and it would be sad if he could no longer utter a note," Murdoc said, somewhat sarcastically, but let his hand rest on the bluenette's shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. "For a limited time, yes. However, it should be kept to a minimum," Doctor Edwards advised, causing 2D to frown. "Bu' 'm in a band. Singin's kinda wha' I do," he stated and the doctor sighed. "Stuart, it's either minimal singing or none at all."

2D rolled his eyes and walked out of the room, needing to distance himself from the doctor, who he felt was being rather rude. "2D, wait!" he heard Murdoc call, but chose to ignore it and continued walking. "Stuart! Fucking listen! If not to the doctor, then at least listen to me!" the bassist yelled, clearly out of breath, but he wasn't willing to give up.

2D stopped, turning around to face Murdoc. The bassist gasped when he saw tears running down the bluenette's face. "You don' understand. I can' stop singin'," he said, sniffing. Murdoc walked over to 2D and wrapped his arms around the latter, who rested his head on his shoulder.

"An' i's no' jus' b'cus I love doin' i'. I don' wanna disappoint anyone. We're s'posed t' 'ave another album soon an' if we don' pu' one ou', people will ge' su'picious an' b'come disappointed," 2D said, still crying. "You won't disappoint anyone. And guess what? I made a few calls and, Gorillaz will be doing one last show at the O2 next Friday. It'll be a short show, with any five songs you want. That way, we can play songs you want and it'll be short, so you won't be out of breath. Plus, I've informed the staff there about your condition, so if we need to stop at any moment, I'll give them a signal and we can take a break. Okay?"

2D couldn't believe what he'd just heard. "What?" he asked, wanting confirmation. "You get to sing five songs of your choice next Friday at the O2 Arena, here in London. There are precautions set in, of course," Murdoc said and 2D wrapped his arms around the bassist.

"Do Noodle and Russel know?" he asked. "They know about me suggesting it, but they don't know about it being confirmed," he said as they walked back to the room.

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While on the way back to the house, Murdoc cleared his throat. "Well, looks like we're playing a show next Friday!" he announced, eliciting gasps from the drummer and guitarist. "Really?" Noodle asked, surprised, and 2D nodded. "Yeah, and I already have songs picked out for us to play!"

Excitement coursed through the singer as he grinned.

Stop The Dams was finally going to be played live.

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so, it was a bit short, but the next chapter and the following chapter will move the plot along quite a bit, so yeah.

i'm being brave and typing on my cracked iphone because i wanted to post more of the story to get it over with.

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