"Second Best"
Main Pairing: Hbk/ Bret Hart
Summary: Will Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels find the complete right people for them, or will they just end up with the second best. Slash! Please don't read if you don't like Slash.
Bret walked to the arena in the freezing cold, with a jacket hugging tightly onto him. It was the beginning of 1994, February to be exact and he stuck walking all the way to the arena all by himself. The only reason he has to walk was because he was rooming with Shawn Michaels, the self proclaimed Heart Break Kid, and being the brat that he is, he drove off without Bret, leaving him knowing that everyone else left as well.
Bret spotted the arena and broke out into a steady jog just to make it there, it was 7:30pm, the show was starting in an hour and he had to get ready before it started because he was on first.
"Damnit Michaels, what the hell is your problem? You ruined my whole schedule, I was supposed to be here an hour ago, but now I have to go there, shower because I've been running so much, then I have to get dressed, after that I promised my boyfriend that I would met him before the damn show started. Shawn is so dead!" Bret mumbled under his breath.
Bret made his way into the arena's back area. The first person he saw was his brother Owen, speaking to some of the female wrestlers of the WWF. When Owen saw Bret he excused himself and walked back over to him. Bret knew how Owen was slowly getting tired of the girls always speaking to him despite their knowledge that he had a fiancée who he loved very much, Owen preferred to call her his wife since their wedding was approaching fast.
"Hey Owen…" Bret said, attempting to catch his breath.
"Hey Bret, why are you all sweaty and out of breath?" Owen asked.
"That damn Shawn Michaels… He drove off without … me… after everyo- everyone left. I had to run all the way here." Bret described with his head plastered on his chest as he attempted to catch his breath.
"Poor you… your crush is giving you a hard time." Owen said, placing his hand on Bret's shoulder and sighing while shaking his head playfully.
Bret opened his mouth to say something but Owen spoke first.
"Don't say another word; I'm not in the mood to get in any arguments with you. My wife is here and I'm not talking to her irritates, bye." Owen then left going back around to another part of backstage.
Bret rolled his eyes and then began to walk, looking for his boyfriend. Who lived there in Calgary, somewhere near Owens fiancée, his name was Roger. He was about Bret's age and he was a little bit taller in height, his hair was brownish and his eyes were brownish as well, he was a bit skinnier than Bret, Bret kind of liked him.
Bret walked up to one of the camera men, who had just started setting up his camera at the time.
"Hey, have you seen my boyfriend around here anywhere?" Bret asked.
The camera man had to think about it for a while, but then he finally spoke. "He just went into Shawn Michaels… I mean he went into the locker room with Shawn Michaels." The camera man said. "But hey, maybe he went into Shawn Michaels too, they've been in there for a while."
Bret sighed with anger. He angrily stopped at the locker room nearly slamming open the door. When it was opened he saw his boyfriend first and then saw Shawn, it looked like they had just broken away from a kiss, he knew that for sure when he saw a huge hickey on Shawn's neck.
"What the hell is this?" Bret asked angrily.
Roger and Shawn turned sharply toward Bret. Roger placed a nervous smile on his face, and Shawn smirked cockily at Bret and began to put his shirt back on.
"Bret, this is not what it looks like." Roger said nervously.
Shawn continued to smirk and then he walked a few feet away from Roger. "Hi Bret, I'm glad you finally made it here."
"Shawn, what the heck is this? You leave me at the hotel room and then you try and sleep with my boyfriend." Bret yelled.
"Bret, I can explain, Shawn and I were just talking really close." Roger exclaimed.
"Talking really close, huh? You're such a liar! If you don't want to be with me you could've just said, you lying piece of shit." Bret yelled.
"Fine Bret, I didn't want to be with you anyways." Roger yelled.
"God, this is entertaining…" Shawn said, with a small giggle.
"Why don't you just shut the hell up?" Bret asked loudly.
"Don't yell at him." Roger yelled.
"Oh so now you're taking up for him?" Bret asked.
"Well, yeah, he did get me out of this stupid relationship…" Roger yelled.
"So what, do you like him now?" Bret asked.
"Yeah, yes I do…" Roger said.
Shawn pouted slightly. "What!" Shawn said confusingly.
"I like you, and I would love for you to be my new boyfriend." Roger said as walked closer to Shawn, placing his hands on Shawn's hands.
Shawn walked away from him with a frown on his face. "Umm, dude, I have a boyfriend, I thought we were just having a little fun, I didn't think you actually liked me." Shawn said. "Sorry, but I'm just not interested." Shawn placed his hand on Roger's shoulder and tauntingly pouted.
"How could you just make out with me, just now if you have a boyfriend?" Roger asked.
Shawn shrugged slightly. "I was bored…" Shawn said nervously with a slight shrug. Shawn then made his way out, not before he turned to Bret with a small pout on his face. "Bye Bret…" Shawn said tauntingly.
Bret kind of wanted to just yank Shawn up and slit his throat. He eventually changed his mind when he realized that he was supposed to be mad at somebody else. That's when Bret turned back to his slightly shocked, but at the same time guilty looking boyfriend. "Bye Roger…" Bret said as he turned around and walked away, he heard his boyfriend from behind him trying to apologize but he just didn't bother to stop and listen to him, he just kept on walking.
When Bret had made his way down the hall and far away from his new ex-boyfriend, he saw Shawn standing there with his friends, who at this time only consisted of Kevin Nash and Scott Hall. Bret scowled at the little group of basic pimps and Shawn as their whore. Bret passed by them, catching a small whiff of Shawn's hair, which oddly smelled like strawberries. When Bret did look at Shawn's hair, it looked so soft and clean, not to mention so long. After what had just happened Bret wouldn't have loved nothing more than to pull that pretty hair right out of his skull. Bret decided not to do anything, he just walked away to get ready for the show tonight.
Bret entered his hotel room at 12:30 am, after the show had ended. Yet again he was without a ride because Shawn took the car early because he was on the show early. Bret angrily opened the door to the hotel that they were staying in, when he entered he hung up his baggy coat and gazed around the room, the first thing he saw was that Shawn was on the phone speaking to someone. He saw that the TV was on; displaying a cartoon that usually only came on in Canada. Bret also noticed that there was a huge case of Mnm's on the night stand and on more on the floor, along with a small cup of some alcoholic beverages. Shawn's eyes were red, he was obviously drunk. Bret shook his head and then rolled his eyes, he walked over to his bed, sitting down on it and then looked over to Shawn. Shawn looked up at Bret and then he rolled his eyes just as Bret had done to him earlier.
"Bye the way, thanks for the candy, I really appreciate it baby…" Shawn spoke into the phone, and then he put it on speaker, obviously to make Bret angry.
"No problem sweetie, I'd do anything for my perfect little boyfriend, as long as it makes him happy." Shawn's boyfriend said.
It almost made Bret sick to his stomach to hear Shawn having such a sweet boyfriend, sending him gifts and stuff, and all Shawn can do is go around and make out with other people's boyfriends. It seemed so unfit, Shawn was crazy and he was a drunk. And somehow he got the excellent boyfriend.
"Aww you're so sweet, I'm sorry I don't send you gifts or anything, I'm so busy and plus I don't know what to get you." Shawn said with a small smile on his face.
"No, it's okay, I'll be fine. I just want you to continue to call me as much as you can, and I'll be okay with sending you as many presents as you want, I promise." Shawn's boyfriend said sweetly.
"Okay, I love you." Shawn said sweetly into the speaker on the phone.
"I love you too babe…" Shawn's boyfriend said, and then a loud bell rung into the phone. "My shifts starting, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye." Shawn said.
"Bye…" Shawn's boyfriend said and then he hung up the phone.
Shawn cut off the speakers on the phone, and then looked up at Bret and began to speak. "My boyfriends a construction worker." Shawn said almost proudly.
"A construction worker?" Bret asked kind of confusingly. "Let me get this straight, you're a wrestler and your boyfriends a construction worker?"
Shawn nodded slightly with a small smile on his face. "What does your boyfriend do?"
"What boyfriend?" Bret asked.
"You're boyfriend, the one who lives around here somewhere." Shawn slurred.
"No, you made out with him earlier and made him dump me." Bret said angrily. He had no idea that Shawn was a stupid drunk, he knew that he drunk everyday of the week, except for Sunday night's and all of Mondays, every other day he was one of the dumbest and yet most well-put-together drunks hat he had ever seen.
"Oh, I forgot all about that, well then what does your ex-boyfriend do?" Shawn asked.
"He doesn't do anything; I usually support him because I live with him." Bret said.
"I'm never going to support any of my boyfriends, I'll support myself and they'll support me." Shawn said as he reached down and grabbed his cup of most likely beer and sipping some of it.
"Shawn why are you trying to make small talk with me anyways?" Bret asked irritatingly.
Shawn shrugged. "I don't know, I'm just bored out of my mind, and plus I just want you to know that I didn't know that that guy was your boyfriend. I don't even know his name."
"How do you not remember the name of the guy that just made out with a couple of hours ago?" Bret asked.
"I just didn't care to find out, besides, how is someone's name my business anyways?" Shawn asked in a drunken state.
Bret shrugged. It was kind of weird actually having a conversation with Shawn and not arguing, and he actually made some excellent points.
"Personally, Bret I think you should just play the field. Try having some big boy fun except for playing house with some crazy guy." Shawn said.
"I was not playing house, we were actually included in a serious relationship, a very strong relationship." Bret said, attempting to take up for himself and his EX boyfriend.
"Okay, whatever you say." Shawn said with a small smirk on his face. He then picked up his cup again, chugging it down quickly, to the point where it was completely gone, he then sat it down on the night stand followed by a long heavy sigh.
"How long have you been a drunk?" Bret asked smartly.
Shawn looked up at Bret at first his mouth was wide open with surprise, then that changed to a shirt laugh. "I'm not a drunk Bret; I like to drink is that so wrong?"
"Have you ever gotten liver disease before?" Bret asked.
"Nope, and I never will, because I don't drink heavy." Shawn said with a small smile on his face, as if he was amused by this conversation.
"But you've been drinking all night." Bret said.
"Okay, I promise not to drink anymore if you drink with me." Shawn said.
Bret rolled his eyes and then he grabbed for one of Shawn's beers. Shawn let him grab it while he smiled a little bit at Bret, it was more of a little lop-sided grin, but he smiled nonetheless.
When Bret took a sip of it, he coughed and then put down the drink almost immediately. "This stuff is so hot, why didn't you get ice or something?" Bret asked.
"I didn't feel like it. If you want some then get some, but I'm going to bed." Shawn said with a small frown on his face. Bret frowned slightly at Shawn again and then he sat back in his bed as he watched Shawn get all snuggly in his blanket. Shawn rapped himself up in the bed and then he fell asleep almost immediately. Bret kind of thought the kid had passed out instead, but he couldn't really tell. Bret continued to stare at him, he looked almost nice and innocent when he was sleeping. Very different from when he was awake; when he was awake he looked and acted as mean and evil as he wanted to.
Bret sighed slightly and brought the beer bottle to his lips again, the hotness of it really didn't bother him as much as it did before. Now he was just in deep thought of the day that he had just had. He and his boyfriend had broken up, Shawn was the one who basically broke them up and then Bret had his little bit conversation with Shawn and now he was sitting up in his bed drinking a warm beer and watching the same guy who had basically ruined his day sleep. Bret shook his head at how pathetic he was and how pathetic his day was. But now Bret was thinking of taking some of Shawn's advice and playing the field a little bit more. Then maybe he would find someone who would be much more faithful to Bret then his ex, and much much much more faithful to his then Shawn is to his boyfriend. Yeah, that's what he'll try to do, he'll start finding someone who is completely right for him.
Well, that's the first chapter.
I know, it starts out a little slow, but I promise, it'll get much better!