Paranoia

1

"Sit down, and I'll tell you the rules," Stated a raven headed female. She had her arms crossed over her small chest, her head held high with a wide grin. The boys of the band immediately plopped down in their spots. Happily, she sat down in her own spot. "Now listen carefully so I don't have to say the rules twice.

"First rule, the questions can only be about the people in the group. I can't ask 2D who he would punch and him say Bruno Mars. Second rule, the person being asked the question has to have the coin and flip the coin. Third rule, you must say the name out loud." As she explained the rules, the singer's eyes already widened cartoonishly in fear. Unfortunately, he was beside Noodle, second worst next to Murdoc.

Russel was the first to have the coin, Murdoc whispering in his ear. "Hm, I'd have to say Noodle." He flipped the coin, watching it land on tails. The coin eventually passed over to 2D, with Noodle at his ear. She asked a simple question to him first, then said Russel's name.

A few more rounds passed by before Noodle got to really make 2D uncomfortable. She whispered in a quiet tone, "Who would you date out of the band, if you had to?" He gulped. He didn't want to say his answer. His answer seemed forbidden to speak. He quietly murmured a name.

"What? Speak up!"
"Murdoc." He spoke again. He winced as he flipped the coin, his eyes squeezing shut. He opened his hand to reveal that it landed on tails. He exhaled in relief, seeing as Murdoc looked quite curious. Noodle only giggled.

2D calmed himself down before asking Murdoc a question. Murdoc answered with a name. After that, 2D couldn't really focus. His gaze was set on the bassist beside him. He looked over his features; Murdoc was handsome. He had rugged and tough features that 2D always wished to have. He had beautiful dark hair that even when it was unkept it was never messy. He felt his heart begin to race.

He didn't realize it was his turn until Noodle nudged him. Murdoc gazed at him oddly as he noticed he was staring. Blushing, Stuart averted his gaze to the side as he listened to Noodle's ridiculous question. He answered with a name and moved on. He thought of a good question to ask Murdoc. Innocently, he questioned, "Uhm.. So, who would ya have a sleepova with?"

"That's so innocent, mate.. Ah.. You, I s'pose."
"R-Really?"
Murdoc ignored the question and flipped the coin.

Landing on heads, Stuart repeated the question and Murdoc, his answer. The drummer expressed his surprise about the bassist's reply. Noodle grinned, looking as if she were planning something devious for 2D the next round. The singer didn't seem to enjoy that look as much.

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After the terrifying game, 2D seemed to be cautious around Noodle. He didn't like the fact that she knew about his terrible crush. The singer was so miserable knowing that Noodle knew. His stomach churned and he knew that it was time to avoid everyone and go back into his room. He began to speed walk back until he bumped into something - rather someone. He shook his head before gazing downwards to see the shorter, older male.

"S-Sorry!" Of course, he flushed. He hated when this happened. It always made him feel worse.

"S'Okay mate. Go on through, now." Murdoc nodded his head towards the direction the singer was headed towards. 2D felt his cheeks wash over with a bright red color. Everything about the bassist made his chest tighten and butterflies fill his stomach. He eventually climbed up the steps and entered his unilluminated room.

He plopped on his bed after shutting his door. A sigh escaped his lips. What was he going to do? He closed his coal colored eyes and found himself beginning to grow deep in thought.

The day of August 15, 1997 is when 2D's life really took a turn of events. Murdoc was at his work and Stuart was at his work, doing their seperate jobs. Stuart was minding his own business when, suddenly, a car crashed into the window of his work. He couldn't move; he was frozen. The car crashed into his left eye, causing it to push in. He was caught in a coma after that. Obviously he couldn't remember, but once Murdoc heard the news of this, he came racing to his work to see what had happened with his friend.

Unfortunately, Murdoc couldn't take care of him. The drunk guys who caused the accident had to. It was only a week or so later the second accident happened. This time, Murdoc was at his home. Stuart, however, was shoved into the backseat of the vehicle. The man who caused the accident, who Murdoc won't mention the name of, was driving and trying to impress a group of women. And because he was speeding around like a lunatic, Stuart flew through the front window.

As the man described it, he skidded on his face for awhile before just laying there. When Stuart stood up, he was completely different. He had no eyeballs and spiky hair. He stumbled for a bit before staring at the car, the headlights blaring at him. Rain was soaking his clothing and dripping down his hair. Someone called the cops and the ambulance, and Murdoc.

As he seen Stuart standing there, he described him as a, 'blue-haired black-eyed God.' He was in complete shock of what happened;Murdoc was angry with the man. He didn't want to ever see him again. Thankfully, the police took him away and Stuart reunited with his friend. After that, Murdoc gave him the nickname of '2D' and helped take care of him for the first week or so, since 2D was getting used to seeing differently.

That was the day 2D knew Murdoc was a real friend. That was the day 2D knew that Murdoc was special. That was the day he could officially say he fell in love with Murdoc. And, maybe he was wrong to love him. He didn't know. Too many thoughts were bouncing around his head. A sigh passed his lips.
"I hate this."

(A/N: ah, a new 2Doc book. Hopefully I will continue this one and make it good. Words: 1072)