Hiya everyone! This is my OTHER wrestling FF. This is for my OTHER friend. I really like it. This is only the first chapter. This is more of DX fans. So...beware. Enjoy. R&R

Shawn Michaels and Hunter Hearst Helmsly were sitting back stage, before RAW started, talking about their enemies Rated-RKO. Triple H took a drink out of his water bottle.

"So, tonight is the night, huh?" Shawn said, staring at his hands.

"That it is, Shawn. Tonight we announce that we want a shot at WWE Tag Team Championship. I think it's about time we've had it."

"I think you're right, Hunter. I'm just…getting kind of nervous…"

"About what, dude?" Triple H asked and took another drink of out his water bottle.

"About my back. I don't think it can handle all of this abuse!" He looked up at his partner and saw his mouth was hanging wide open. "Uh…" He paused. "Did I just say that?! Of course it can! I was just joking."

"…No you weren't."

"Yes I was."

"No you weren't."

"Yes I was!"

"Shawn, don't lie, you're a holy man, you weren't."

"I was! My back will be fine! Don't worry!" He looked at a clock on the wall and saw the show was starting. "Would ya look at that, we're up!"

"Are you ready?" D-Generation X's theme music started up, and the crowd went wild. "You think you can tell us what to do?" The crowd continued to scream. "You think you can tell us what to wear?"

"That always gets me." Shawn told Hunter and walked up to curtain. Triple H ran back, grabbed a new water bottle and opened it.

"Me too, man."

"Break it down!" Triple H took a drink of water, and walked out, followed by HBK. Hunter put his arms into the X shape above his head and sprits out his water, while Shawn was running in a circle around him. They walked down to the ring, and got in it. They stood in a line and put their arms in the air. Triple H counted to three. They did their 4 crotch shots and Shawn walked over to the microphone guy, and grabbed one. Their music cut out and HBK held onto the head on the microphone and held it out for Hunter to grab. He 'pried' it out of Shawn's hand and stood up straight.

"Quiet…quiet down…" Triple H said while Shawn paced around the ring trying to quiet them down. Once they were as quiet as they could be, Hunter asked them the legendary question. "Are you ready?" The crowd went wild, and he walked over to the turnbuckle. "No! Knoxville! I said: Are. You. Ready!?" The crowd stood up and went crazy. "Then…for the thousands in attendance. For the millions watching at home. And…for the Spirit Squad. Who right now are being shipped to the far away land known as Louisville." He paused and looked back at Shawn who was snickering. He shrugged and turned back around. "Let's get ready to SUCK IT!" He handed the microphone over to his partner and stood there, and put up two fingers on each hand.

"And if you're not down with that. We got TWO WORDS FOR YA!" The crowd screamed 'Suck it', and he handed the microphone back over to Triple H. Shawn walked over and grabbed his own.

"Okay. So…when Shawn and I walked into the building today, we were greeted with the most unpleasant hello I've ever had to weather." Triple H said and looked over at Shawn who was nodding his head slowly.

"Yes…yes it was." He said.

"We were greeted with, 'Ric Flair has been hospitalized by Rated-RKO.'"

"I don't know about you people, but that was depressing." Shawn said.

"Yes it was Shawn. But don't you people worry! We have an announcement to make. Shawn…would you like to do the honors?"

"…I….I can?" Shawn smiled widely and hopped up and down a few times. "Cool." He paused and looked around. "The D-Generation X would like to issue a challenge to Rated-RKO for the Tag Team Championship belts." Shawn began to clap and waited for Randy and Edge to come barreling out.

"Ah…Shawn. I forgot. Rated-Retarded isn't here yet!"

"You're right!" Shawn rubbed his chin then snapped his fingers. "While we're waiting…why don't we show them the pictures we made?!"

"Perfect!" Triple H smiled and went over to the ropes facing the screen. "Okay. Shawn and I have made some beautiful pictures. Ready?" The crowd cheered and a picture showed up on the screen. "Now…this one is a picture of Edge and Orton after they loose the titles." The picture was of two babies crying up a storm, but the babies' bodies had Randy and Edge's heads on their body. "Doesn't it resemble them?" Shawn started laughing and went over to the ropes too.

"Now this one…is of Hunter and me after we win the titles." Shawn presented the screen and another photo popped up. It was a picture of DX's heads on huge, buffed out giants, holding little tiny WWE Tag Team Championship belts. Trips walked over to Shawn and slung his arm over his shoulder and smiled. "I don't know about you guys, but I see a striking resemblance. I really do." D-Generation X continued laughing for another good minute or so. Finally Rated-RKO came out. They looked very appalled and angry, DX got what they wanted.

"You guys still act like you're in the tenth grade…and you're so old!" Randy told them. DX frowned and looked at the ground.

"…We…we're old?" The Heartbreak Kid said sadly.

"Yes. OLD!" Shawn turned to Trips and started to 'cry' on his shoulder.

"It's okay, Shawn." Hunter turned his head to Edge and Orton and just shook his head. "You should be ashamed of yourselves!"

"Why?! 'Cause we made The Icon Shawn Michaels cry!?"

"No…because…You look like that." Hunter pointed towards the screen and picture of the babies' came on again. Edge took the microphone from Randy and scowled at DX.

"I'm going to ignore that, like a mature man, and tell you that you're on for the titles! And when we're done with you…you'll really be crying!" Shawn lifted his head from Trips shoulder and looked at them.

"Let me guess. It's going to be a wild one but, I'll give it a shot. You're going to…attack us backstage, screw us over, and then act like nothing happened and go with the match. Am I right? That was just a guess."

"Well, you're wrong." Shawn looked at Triple H, and he looked at Shawn with a flabbergasted look upon their faces, and then looked back at Rated-RKO.

"We're wrong?! Oh my- Please…tell me, what ever is going to happen?!" Hunter asked.

"Since you're the ones that proposed the challenge, we're going to make them." Edge paused. "Well…not really us…more like…him." He turned around and presented Jonathon Coachman. The Game sighed and leaned up against the ropes, while HBK sat down and put his chin in his hand.

"Hello guys!" John said and smiled.

"Stop with the small talk and just tell us what's going on, you idiot." Triple H said angrily.

"Fine. Fine." Coachman paused and took out a clipboard. He cleared his throat and smiled again. "Now, there will be three matches. Best 2 out of 3 wins. Got it?" DX nodded. "Good, now. I'm sure you are wondering what the three matches will be, right?" DX nodded again. "Good. Hunter and Randy Orton will be facing each other in a Street Fight. Shawn Michaels and Edge will be facing each other in a Table, Ladders and Chairs match. And the final one will be a-"

"Hell in a Cell." D-Generation X said in unison.

"How did you guys know that?!" Coach asked.

"Wild guess." Shawn responded while standing up.

"You guys understand the matches?" John asked.

"Yeah. But…uh…here's a question. If these are Tag Team Championships, then why are we fighting one on one?" Hunter asked.

"To see how well your team mate can hold up with out you." Shawn and Trips turned to each and started to laugh hysterically.

"Hey! What's so funny?!" Randy asked. Once their laughter ceased, Shawn wiped a tear from his eye.

"Hunter and I didn't fight with other for what, five or six years? I think we can hold up."

"Oh, we'll see." Edge said.

R&R