Murdocx2D Yaoi story pt 19

~~~About a week later~~~



2D, still not over what Murdoc did, refused to let him go out without the rest of the band, which meant that Murdoc could no longer go to bars.  This in general made the bassist unhappy and a bit irritable.  Spending most of his time in the Winnebago, he barely made eye contact with anyone he walked by, even 2D.  The singer frowned every time that happened.  He was just in a stage, he could last a month or two without a bar.  Breaking out of his thoughts, 2D took his hand out of the chip bag laying on his chest. "...I wonder 'ow Muds's doin'..."  His thoughts clouding his mind again, the singer thought of how the band had convinced everyone that they needed some time off. "Cheap."  Turning onto his side, 2D sighed. How much longer would he have to endure this pain.  The baby's kicking was awful.  He wondered what birth would be like for him.  The thought made him shiver. "N-No. Don't fink of dat..."  But the image was burned into his head.  The image of himself birthing from the only available hole. "AH!" Shaking his head, the image slowly faded as a new one entered in it's place. "Oh...!"  This image was definitely better, and far sexier.  An image of Murdoc laying in bed, naked, infiltrated his mind and a blush covered the singer's face.  "Oh! Stop it! Put some pants on!" Moaning, 2D couldn't help but recieve a spark of pleasure in his crotch. "Unf...fuckin' hormones."  Placing a hand on his enlarged abdomen, he sighed pitifully. "...So bored."  Closing his eyes, the singer tried to force himself back to sleep, but suddenly felt a large pressure on his chest. "Unh?"  Opening his eyes up again, 2D was face to face with Hazel. "Oh! 'ello dere!"  He grinned at the feline as she started to clean herself. "Aww. Ain' dat cute..."  Admiring the kitten's behavior, the singer began to calm down from his previous thoughts. Names soon popped into his head. "Susan? No...Lola? 'ello no...hmm..."  He desperately wanted to find a perfect name for the baby.  But he found none that suited it. Sighing in defeat, 2D lazily pet the kitten on the head, getting a meow from her. "I've got a name." 2D nearly jumped from the sound of Murdoc's voice, quickly looking over to the door. "W-Wot?"  The bassist stepped into the singer's bedroom. "I said that I've got a name fer the kid."  2D smiled half-heartedly. "Really? Wot? I'd love to 'ear it!"  Murdoc simply chuckled and sat on the bed. "I wos thinkin' dat Lucinda would be the perfect name fer a girl.  I've liked that name for a while now.  It's so unique, y'know?  Although, the meaning of the name is 'Light', so-..." The singer's eyes opened wide. "D-Dat's perfect! It's so pretty, I like it, luv."  Murdoc couldn't help but smile, keeping his gaze on 2D's stomach. "Feelin' any pains?" A shrug of the shoulders was the only answer the Satanist recieved. "You...don't know. Wow, Stu."  2D snickered. " Well I sure am special."  He sat himself up against the pillows behind him, making the cat jump off of him and onto the floor. "Sorry, Hazel."  He laughed as the cat snootily walked out of the room and into the car park.




Both men had been talking for about an hour or so when the singer's door opened a crack, squeaking a bit. "2D-kun?"  Both turned to look at Noodle walking into the room, her night gown loosely hanging on her shoulders. "Oh, Hello, Murdoc-san." She did a half-bow as she made her way across the room to the bed. "2D-kun, I can't get my hair in a...what is it called..pony tail."  2D smiled gently. "Aww. Ya need 'elp?" She nodded slowly. "Ya got a rubber band or sumfink?"  Noodle handed him a Scrunchie, smiling happily. Taking the brush from his side-table, the singer started to brush her messy hair. "Ow!"  She yelped as her hair got caught on the brush, leaving 2D chuckling. "Well, dis is wot ya get fer wearin' dat helmet all day."  Finally fixing her hair into the desired fashion, the singer admired the guitarist's hair. "Stu, ya made her look cute!  Wot's wrong with ya?  That disguise will be dangerous!"  Giving Murdoc a hard punch to the shoulder, Noodle bowed and skipped out of the room. Chuckling. "Even at the worst joke ever..."  2D placed a hand on Murdoc's, making the bassist look over. "Wot is it?" The singer frowned. "..'m afraid."  Murdoc sighed and scooched a bit closer to the singer, now holding his hand. "Wot about?"  Moving his free hand to the top of his stomach, 2D whimpered. "Da baby...I don' fink 'm ready, Muds."  The Satanist didn't feel like seeing his lover in such a state of defeat. "Now, don' give up, luv.  I may still be a bit irritated, but 'm not gonna letcha be afraid."  2D looked up at the bassist in pure fright. "B-But 'ow will I b-birf it?"   Murdoc leaned over and brushed the hair out of 2D's face. "I told ya...you'll have to get a Caes-Cesss...C-section."  He soon felt the bed shake and looked over to see 2D shivering in fear. "Oh, c'mon Stu!  It won' be that bad.  They're just gonna-" The singer's shrill voiced cut in. "Gonna cut me open! No!"  Murdoc's grip on the bluenette's hand tightened. "Nothin' is gonna happen that ain't suppose to...I promise."  Onyx eyes peered at the bassist. "..'ow do you know?"  The older man rolled his eyes and leaned forward. "Cuz, I'll be with ya the entire time.  'm not gonna let anything happened to ya, luv." Feeling his cheeks flush a tad, 2D nodded. "O-Oh...fank ya, Muds."  The other frowned. "Wot'd ya think I wos gonna do?  Just sit at home and let ya be operated on yerself, I don' think so.  No one's touchin' ya without me being there to watch...I assure ya."  2D couldn't do anything else but smile at Murdoc's protectiveness. "Aww."  The Satanist used his free hand to play with his inverted cross. "Besides, the doctor that's gonna perform the surgery seems really excited. The first male to ever have a C-section done by her is you. Exciting right?"   The singer's head shook back and forth, causing Murdoc to laugh. "Stu, it'll be fine.  You'll be out cold during the whole thing." Stuart whined. "Den 'ow will I know if yer gonna be dere durin' da whole fing?!"  



Murdoc got up from the bed. "Wot? Ya don' trust me?"  He didn't wait for an answer, slowly getting up from the bed, the bassist waved and left the room, but suddenly popped back in. "Stu, 'm gonna go to the store, I'll be back soon." Exiting the room again, the bassist dashed up the stairs, then ran to the Astra.  2D sat up straight, getting out of the bed. "No!" Sliding a pair of flip-flops on, the singer waddled up the stairs as best he could, hearing the sound of a vehicle's engine running. "Murdoc!"  Stepping out into the cold Car Park, the singer didn't even bother to cover up for the intense weather.  He saw the car rush past him and head for the exit of the Car Park.  He frowned in anger as he saw that he wasn't about to stop.  He turned and was about to go back down to the room, but the sound of squealing tires stopped him.  Then a cat's screech crashes into his ears like a bad note.  After a crashing noise, there was silence. "Wot...?"  He turned his attention back to the exit, where the Astra's rear was showing.  "Wot 'appened...'azel?!"  Taking quick strides towards the vehicle, the singer's blood ran cold as he saw Murdoc step out of the car. "Fuck!"  2D rushed up behind him. "Muds! Wot 'appened?"  The Satanist turned to the singer and pushed him back towards his room. "The fuck're ya doin' out here without a coat?!  Go back inside!"  2D broke free from the bassist's touch. "I 'eard sumfin'! Wot 'appened to Hazel?!"  Sighing, the bassist turn back to the vehicle. "I don't know. The thing ran out in front of the car...I couldn't stop in time." Gasping, 2D made his way to the car's front, slowly getting on his knees and observing. "AH!"  He turned away from the scene quickly, not wanting to look anymore.  Hazel's neck was broken and twisted, her spine crooked.  Blood poured out of her leg where it's bone broke through the skin. Tears quickly trailed down his face, the sight being too much for him. "Muds!"  Two warm around wrapped around his shoulders. "Shh. Stu, let's just go back inside...Meh Winne's a lot warmer."  The snivels coming from the singer weakened. "B-But...wot 'bout Hazel?!"  Petting 2D's head in comfort, the Satanist sighed. "There's...nothing we can do, luv.  I'm pretty sure she's dead.  I didn't mean to."  Helping 2D stand up, Murdoc led the way to the Winnebago, his arms still wrapped around the trembling singer.  "C'mon inside, 've got heat."  Sniffles escaped from the singer as he still couldn't get over the death of his pet.  Setting the singer on the couch, Murdoc quickly grabbed the folded blanket and opened it up, throwing it over 2D's cold body. "Stu.  I don' want ya goin' out without a coat ever again, especially this winter."  Wrapping himself up in the blanket, 2D slowly nodded. "...Wot 'bout Hazel...wot're we gonna do..?"  With a loud sigh, the bassist sat down next to 2D, leaning over to give him a kiss.  "Stu...I'll see if I can bury her somewhere, but that's about all I can do." The image of Hazel's distorted body on the ground entered 2D's mind. "AH!"  Burying his face into his hands, the singer ignored the unusual movement in his stomach. "Oh, Stu."  Rolling his eyes, Murdoc wrapped his arms around the upset singer, kissing him tenderly. "It's alright...I'm sure she died instantly...she didn' suffer, luv." Warming up to the hug, 2D let the remainder of his tears land on Murdoc's shirt. "..." Pulling away from the hug, partly, the Satanist lifted the singer's chin gently, making eye contact with him. "Stu, stop cryin'."



Finally getting 2D to stop crying and go to sleep, Murdoc looked at the clock on the wall. "Ugh...2 bloody hours."  Grabbing a shovel and throwing on a jacket, the bassist made his way to the car, grabbing the cat from the ground, literally having to pull it off of the cold concrete. "Fuck...frosted on there."  He stuffed the creature into a trash bag, tying the opening with a rubber band. "Well, off to the graveyard fer you..."  Slinging the bag over his shoulder, he reached for his shovel and went on his way down towards the zombie inhabited graveyard, humming quietly.