Love the remains unknown
A/N: I do not own the WWE, only Vince dose. If I owned it I would not be here right now. Lol.. Now most of these character will be OOC and I don't want to hear how so and so isn't like that on the show. I know that. This is MY fanfiction, I'm not good with keeping others characters IC. I hope you enjoy this and please comment. Let me know what I could make better and please do not flame me because this story is MxM.
Jeff's P.O.V
Things have been getting pretty bad for the cruiser weights here in the WWE. For as long as any could remember it was always' going on. What's going on? Who am I? Well for as long as I've been working here I've seen and heard some of the stories about how the cruiser weights are abused. Almost no one stood up for them. That was before I got here. You most likely know me as the rainbow hair warrior, but you can call me Jeff. When I'm around I do my best to make sure the cruiser weights are okay. Sure, I've gotten my ass kicked now and then for it, but I can not stand to see anyone getting pushed around. I'm there best friend, their protector. Sometimes I'm right there for them; if I'm not I make sure to avenged them. Call me crazy if you like, but that's me. Jeff Hardy, the crazy protector of all the cruiser weights.
"Aw, look at him. He's so cute when he's begging." Came a very familiar voice from around the corner. "Please! Let me go!" Damn it, they got Brian again. I sign annoyingly and walk around the corner. "Ger you hands off of him Jerico, you too Orton." I say glaring at them. They have Brian, aka Spanky, cornered, his hands pinned above his head. I feel so sorry for him. He's a really nice guy, not to mention very cute. Randy and Chris turn to face me and then Randy says.
Brian's P.O.V
"And if we don't? What are you gonna do, call your big brother for help?" If I wasn't so scared I would of smiled at the younger Hardy brother. He smirks at them, God that smirk is so sexy, and then he says, "I don't need Matt to take care of a couple of hacks like you." Sometimes I wish I had the courage that Jeff has. If I did maybe I wouldn't be so easy to corner and used like this. Calling them 'hacks' was all it took to get Orton and Jerico to let go of me. When I'm free I run. Jeff had told me that when he has my attackers distracted to run. Run to the safety of his locker room. Once I'm in his locker room, I close the door and lean agents the door. "They're starting already?" I look up from the ground and see that Rey, Paul and Shannon are already there. I nod and go over to the couch. I flop down on the couch next to Rey and sign."I really feel guilty leaving him to deal with them alone." I said with a sign. "Don't worry Bry, he can handle it." Paul said as he gets ready for our tag match tonight. I sigh and just nod looking back down at the carpeted floor. "Have you told him how you feel about him yet or dose he still think your in love with Punk?" Shannon suddenly asked me. I don't say anything, they all sign and shake their heads."You should tell him amigo. I bet he has the same feelings for you." Rey says as I keep quiet. "Brian, you better tell him or he might get with someone else." Paul said, tossing me my mask for our match. I catch it and as I stand up I say, "What should I tell him? Oh hey there. I just lover your tattoos and you have a really cute ass." Then from behind us I hear, "Sometimes I swear your talking about me Spanky." I started to blush but quickly put on my mask and said, "Yeah, Jeff, you have a cute ass." Why can't I just tell him how I feel about him? And why must I be sarcastic when he gets close to knowing the truth?
Jeff's P.O.V
I know Brian likes Punk, but I can't help but tease him now and then. His reactions are just so cute. If he blushes I just smile, and fight the urge to hold him close. I've told only one person about how I feel and he told to go for it. "Take a chance and tell Brian." "Easier said then done Rey. He likes Punk, if I tell him how I feel.. I don't want to ruin a friendship with him only to embarrass myself." I tell him later that night. "Jeff, how do you know it's Punk he likes? Half the guy's here have tattoos. Hell, most of my body is covered in tattoos He could be talking about anyone." Rey replied as we walked to the parking lot. "Yeah that's true, but I know it can't be me." "And why is that?" Rey asked arching an eye brow. "I don't have a cute ass." I say with a smirk as Rey laughs and then says, "If you say so Jeff. Talk to you later bendaho." I smile and then reply, "I love you too Rey." Yeah our friendship is strange, but that is how we get along. Once he's in his car I make my way to my own car, mumbling a song as I walk. Then I swear I hear footsteps and turn around to see who it might be, but I don't see anyone. I shrug and then turn around just in time to see Chris cloth line me. I hit the back of my head pretty hard on the concrete parking lot. As I roll over holding my hands to the back of my head I hear Randy say, "Since you ruined our fun earlier, your gonna be our toy now." I groaned as I was dragged up to my feet by Orton. "Now how will we use you?" Chris asked grabbing my chin and making me look at him. "Bend you over your car? Or shove you agents the wall and have our fun?"As he spoke I got my baring together and glared at him. "How about this.." I said then kicked Jerico in the balls and then throw my elbow into Orton's stomach. Before I could run Chris tackled me to the ground. 'I guess this is what happens when you protect those you care about.' I thought to myself as I struggle to get away from the two men.