Been a while since I've gotten a request to write a fic. But when I got asked by a fellow member of the site to write a Lucha Underground fic, I just couldn't resist working on this...especially since Lucha Underground made its epic return to TV for its Season 2 premiere this past Wednesday. Now, I decided to split this up into a two-shot as I felt it would be a bit much to shove everything into a one-shot (although, if a two-shot isn't long enough, it might be longer...IDK yet, we'll see). Anyways, this is an Ivelisse and Angelico fic for eva505. I hope she and anyone else giving this a read likes it. =)

(Disclaimer: I own none of the wrestlers used in this fic. They are the property of themselves and Lucha Underground and the other promotions they wrestle for.)

Son of Havoc, an impressive masked wrestler with an even more impressive beard, couldn't help but shake his head at the argument that was happening before him as it seemed like this was the millionth time said argument was even happening.

"Just admit it, Ivey. You know you like seeing me fly out there in the ring," Angélico said, smirking over at the shorter Puerto Rican woman he was talking to.

"How can I like seeing you fly when it seems like you're trying to kill yourself, you idiot?!" the woman, Ivelisse Vélez, practically screamed at the taller South African man.

"Because you like just about anything I do since it seems like you're always watching me in my matches. After all, I can't help it that I'm just that good," Angélico said, sending a sly wink to Ivelisse.

Blushing a bit, Ivelisse said "That's not even true! And, besides...the only reason why I "watch you in your matches" is because I don't want you to hurt yourself badly. It's bad enough we were already in a bad way when I broke my ankle; we didn't you jumping from all of these crazy heights just nail some move that may or may not hit its mark."

"Well, it's a good thing I was in the matches we had to help lead us to our wins, now isn't it?" Angélico asked.

Throwing her hands up in the air in annoyance, Ivelisse said "You are just so damn annoying!"

"Love you too, sweetheart," Angélico said, sending another sly wink Ivelisse's way.

Blushing a bit deeper at this, Ivelisse snapped "Don't you have a match you have to go get ready for?!"

"Yes. Yes, I do. You and Havoc are always welcome to watch me if you two want," Angélico said.

"Well, of course we're going to be out there, idiot. Someone's gonna have to make sure Bael and Cisco don't fuck up your match with Castro," Ivelisse said.

"Good to know," Angélico said before turning on his heel and walking out of the locker room the three were currently in.

Once the South Africa native was gone, Ivelisse let out a loud groan and proceeded go about getting ready for Angélico's match later. She honestly didn't know what it was about Angélico, but there was just...something about him. She didn't know if it came from when she first met the South African man or the time they had a match against each other and it seemed like he was going easy on her, but...she just couldn't help but feel something towards him. Annoyance? No, that was just how she was able to argue back with him and put up with his antics. ...Could it possibly be love? Absolutely not! Like she'd ever find herself loving someone like him! What with his long, toned legs, his toned abdomen, impressive muscles, cute face, and cuter hair... Shaking her head of these mental pictures, Ivelisse thought 'No! NO! I can't let him get to me like this! Just because he is one of the cutest guys I've laid my eyes on and one of the only guys here to really be keeping an eye out for me and flying to my rescue when I needed it does not mean that I like him! It just doesn't!' Suddenly remembering that she wasn't alone in the room, Ivelisse turned to Son of Havoc and said "What?!"

"Nothing, nothing. I haven't said a word," Son of Havoc said, holding up his hands defensively. Son of Havoc had been watching the exchange between Ivelisse and Angélico and, needless to say, he had been keeping note of just how the two were acting. In between Angélico teasing Ivelisse in his own snarky and borderline flirty way to Ivelisse blushing and arguing back at him, the bearded biker could just tell that there was something more going on between the two.

"It's not "nothing" or else you wouldn't be standing there like that," Ivelisse said as she pulled her wrist cufflets on. "You saw and heard that idiot, right? I can't believe he was talking to me like that."

"Well, in Angel's defense, he was making some valid points, Ivey," Havoc said, using the nicknames he had for his teammates.

"So? So what if he was right about coming to the rescue of the team so that we could win those matches? And...so what if he was right about me watching him in those matches?" Ivelisse asked, a blush covering her face as she asked the last question.

Seeing the shade of red that the Puerto Rican woman's cheeks had taken on, Havoc instantly put two and two together and, without a second's worth of thinking, asked "Ivey? Do you...like Angel?"

The blush on her face turning a bit of a darker shade of red, Ivelisse said "What?! Me? Like...him?! Not even in your wildest dreams, Mountain Man."

"The blush on your face would say otherwise, Ivey," Havoc said, pointing to Ivelisse's cheeks, which looked a bit redder than they were before. Seeing the Puerto Rican woman cover her cheeks, Havoc said "Don't forget that me and you used to date, Ivey. I know you, and I can tell when you're lying. It won't hurt you to just talk to me about your Angel Man-related issues. Just letting that hang out there."

Watching as Havoc went about getting ready for when he and Ivelisse were going to go out to the ring with Angélico for his match later, Ivelisse went back to finishing getting ready herself as she pulled on her boots and got them on right. As much as it pained her to even entertain the idea of liking someone like Angélico, that's exactly what was happening with the self-proclaimed Baddest Bitch in the Building: She liked Angélico. She really did. And the worst thing about all of this...is that she had a feeling that maybe, just maybe he felt the same way. After all, it would help explain why it seemed like he was always teasing her as much as he did. 'And when he hasn't been teasing me, he has been quite the gentleman and protector. ...Maybe what Havoc said is something I should do. I mean, if I can at least talk to him, maybe I can get some of this off of my mind,' Ivelisse thought. Letting out a breath, Ivelisse said "OK. You're right."

Turning back to look at Ivelisse as he pulled on one of the bands that he put on around his biceps, Havoc said "Hmm? What was that?"

"I said...you're right, Havoc. OK? Maybe there...is a part of me that likes Angel. But...how could I ever even let him know about this? Last thing I need is to give him something else to tease me about," Ivelisse said, finishing her slight admission with a surprisingly vulnerable look on her face.

"He probably won't take it that, Ivey. After all, if he does this much teasing and joking around with you, chances are he probably feels sorta the same way," Havoc said, adjusting the band around his upper arm.

"...You really think so?" Ivelisse asked, fairly surprised to hear this.

"Well, I'm not saying it's a sure thing, but it's definitely something to keep in mind. After all, from the first match you two had against each other here, I could tell that maybe there was the beginning of something there between you two," Havoc said. Grabbing his boots, Havoc said "And, if you're so curious about how he feels about you, just talk to him. Chances are Angel might just surprise you with his answer. But, you'll never know unless you go for it" as he put on his boots and got them right.

Taking in Havoc's words, Ivelisse went about finishing getting ready for the evening as she let her conversation with the bearded luchador go around in her thoughts. There was always the chance that maybe Angélico was feeling the same as she did about him...and there was always an even bigger chance that he'd just laugh in her face if she so much as even brought it up to him. But, Ivelisse guessed it was like Havoc just said: She should just go for it and talk to him. And she would...after Angélico had his match against Cortez Castro of The Crew and she and Havoc were done running interference.

If you guys enjoyed part 1, hopefully part 2 will be just as great for you guys. This is my first time writing Ivelisse, Angelico, and Son of Havoc (who are three of my favorite wrestlers), so hopefully I did these three justice in fic form. ^^,