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Brutal Valentines	By : Jaberwolky Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No I do not own Metalocalypse or any of it's characters. Obviously I'm not makng any money for my smut

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Chapter seven -You don't know what you've got till it's gone
Told by Nathan

4:30 pm
I wake up slowly. I feel a little stiff but otherwise pretty good. I grab my recorder out of my jeans and flip the rewind switch for a few seconds before hitting play “Note to self make up with Murderface then have brutal make up sex.” My voice reads. Damn, that’s right. Earlier I got him all pissed off.

I rewind back to the beginning of the tape to see what else I recorded, there are some song ideas and one other note I left a few days back. “Note to self Murderface agreed to spend Valentines Day with you so get him a gift.” I smile as I remember how Murderface lit up when I asked him on a Valentines Day date a while back. (I'd almost chickened out of asking because I thought he would think it was too gay for words)

I wander over to my desk and open the top drawer to view the valentines gift I got him, it's an antique lead sprinkler with all the letters of authentication, it's one of the few torture devices Murderface doesn't have in his collection. I also had a replica made that can be used to pour melted wax, instead of the oil/molten lead/ boiling water the original used.

When is Valentines Day anyway? Today’s what- the 12th? So day after next should be valentines. I hope he likes the gifts (he can be so finicky sometimes).

I decide to head to the shower and wash off the scent of vomit before going and smoothing things over with Murderface. I'm just drying off when my door bursts open and Toki wanders in “Hi's Natan's” he greets me handing me a macaroni valentine of a kitty with sun glasses. “Happy valentindags”

“That’s…uhhh…like cool.” I tell him. “But Valentines Day is later this week.” Toki shakes his head “No Natan’s, it's today”

“No it's not” I go over to my laptop pulling up the date “See Toki today’s the ......oh shit!”

The date on the computer reads 2-14.

Damn I think I've really fucked up. I snatch the gift out of my drawer and start rushing to Murderface's dungeon (Maybe I can patch this up still). Toki follows behind me. “Whats wrong Natans?”

“UHHH…Nothing. I uh just didn't realize it was…uh…Valentines Day...ummm…I kinda blew off…uh…someone off I was meeting up with today.” I mutter nervously.”

”Oh was yous suppose to haves a dates today?” asks Toki.

“Uh yeah” I answer. “So I'll like see you later.” I'm hoping Toki will take the hint and leave so I can get to Murderface's room in peace but he keeps following me. “So you can like go Toki.” I say trying to discourage him from following me further

“Whys aren't you headingks to the garage??”

“What?” I ask

“Whys aren't yous headings tos the garage? ifs yous are meetings somes goils you should be gettingks out ones of the really cools cars to picks her ups in, deres nothingks this way but Moidafaces room” Toki starts giggling “It's not like yous is goingks on dates wits Moidaface.”

I don't say anything I just keep walking trying to act natural.

“”Uhhhs Naten’s yous acting weird” (well so much for acting natural)“Are you heading to Moidaface's room?”

“Uh…well uh…” I try to think of something to say.

“Oh are you and Moidaface gonna picks up goils or sometingks?”

“Umm…yeah…ummm something like that.”

“Oh I wanna come to flirt with the goils too!” Toki exclaims running ahead of me towards Moidaface's room. Great just fucking great, like this won't piss off Murderface more. I run after Toki trying to think of someway to stop him but when I catch up to him he's already standing in Murderface's open doorway.

“Oh wowie.” Toki whispers in awe. I look past him into the room and I have to agree with him, it's amazing. It's clean (which is a state I've never seen it in), black silk sheets and red rose petals cover the bed. Candles cover every other available surface. But most impressive is the ceiling. It's covered in stars, forming constellations of skulls, daggers, guitars, and other brutal shit.

My heart flutters I can't believe he did all this for me. I look around expecting him to be slumped pouting in some corner of the room but it's empty. Maybe he's pouting in the hot tub or something. All I can think of is; I need to find him and drag him back to this room and fuck his crazy little brains out.

I turn to leave and I notice Toki is staring at me curiously. I'll think of something to tell him later.

5:30pm
I've searched everywhere I could think of Murderface going. The hot tub, the driving track, the kitchen, the yard, even all of the recording studios, but I can't find him. Frustrated I flop on the living room couch and turn on the TV. He's gotta come out sooner or later and odds are good he’ll come through this part of the house. I'll just have to wait for him.

The Deth Mintue is playing on the TV. I watch it absentmindedly as the burned blonde reporter guy talks about some fans killing themselves over our latest album (stupid jack offs).

“Breaking news!” the reporter suddenly exclaims “One of Dethklok's Dethkopters has crashed downtown in an explosion sauce delivery gone wrong. Only one of the famous band members is reported to have been aboard the kopter. Dethklok's bassist, William Murderface. Reports are not confirmed yet but so far there appears to be no survivor's; looks like the bands gonna need a new bassist. Tough luck guy's.”

It takes me a few minutes to register what the reporter guy said. Murderface was on the kopter ... why the fuck was Murderface on the kopter? I suppose it doesn't really matter why. But Murderface was on the kopter. The kopter crashed. There were no survivor's.

This isn't right. There must be a mistake...

It's then I realize he wouldn't be on a kopter if not for me. I drove him off. The last thing I said to him was…Oh sweet lord the last thing I said to him was; “God why are you being so clingy today? It's pathetic!”

Images of Murderface flood my brain; on stage playing his slap cock bass solo, playing video games, lounging in the hot tub, fawning over some new weapon he's purchased, enthusing over some new idea for planet piss, spouting off some weird revolting shit he's read, touching me, kissing me- the idea of him never doing those things again hurts worse then anything I've experienced before and it's all my fault.

I want to take it back! God, Goddess, Devil, whoever…I'll do anything just let me take this back. I don't want to be without him..I...I..shit…I love him...Oh crap! I never even told him…Fuck I'm an idiot! I was too worried about if our relationship was worth causing a media shit storm to tell him I love him.

Well I don't have to worry now do I ha, ha....Oh fuck please let this be some fucked up dream. Please... this can't be happening.

A strange feeling of numbness comes over me as I slowly stand up and turn off the TV. There’s a loud scream coming from somewhere. It takes me a few minutes but I finally realize I'm the one screaming and I don't think I can stop.
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