Chapter 1

I don't own the characters Shawn Michaels, Triple H, or The Undertaker. They are owned by WWE although I wished I did since I would make a few changes to storylines.

It had been a very long day of training for both men who now were holding their bodies as if they were in pain. The smaller man was holding his side as he limped along the deserted hallway. The only other person in the hallway with him was his friend who was also holding himself in pain, but instead of his side he was holding his arm as if he had it painfully slammed into the side of the ring one to many times.

"How the hell did you talk me into sparing with you again Shawn?" asked the tall man as they kept walking down the hall as fast as their bodies would allow.
"I didn't talk you into anything Mark. You said you needed the sparing practice so you would be ready for when you face Hunter. Don't you remember the conversation we had?" Shawn said shoving Mark softly into the wall. Mark growled at him and then shoved Shawn hard into the wall laughing as he fell on his ass. The taller man walked into his locker room hoping that he hadn't hurt Shawn too much since he knew that when he was shoved into the wall it had only been a joke. Sighing he shut the door behind him and then sat down in the empty chair thinking about the conversation he had with Shawn just the night before.

"Shawn what are you doing tomorrow?" Mark asked well looking at the shorter man who was still sitting at the dining room table with a plate of pie in front of him.
"Nothing as far as I know why? Are you asking me to hang out with you tomorrow because if you are you better have more of this pie for me,"
"You and that damn pie. I will make sure I have my brother make you a damn pie if you do me a favor,"
"Your brother made this? How is that possible I mean I know he is a big red machine but he can bake? He didn't put anything in here right?" Shawn said well pushing the plate away from him and then wiping his tongue on the napkin. Mark rolled his eyes at him and then said,
"No my brother didn't put anything in the pie and yes he does bake on his free time. I thought you knew. Anyways I need you to do me favor Shawn, and I won't take no for an answer,"
"OH NO THE UNDERTAKER NEEDS A FAVOR FROM THE SHOW MUST BE BIG IF HE IS ASKING FOR FAVORS NOW!" Shawn said well laughing. Undertaker grabbed a metal spoon off the counter and then chucked it at Shawn's head. He glared at him and then spoke up.
"Shawn I need you to help with sparing tomorrow. I need to start to train for WrestleMania when I face Hunter inside HELL IN A CELL,"
"You don't think you can win do you? Is that why you want me to spar with you?" Shawn said standing up to face Mark.
"I know I can win but I do need training stupid," Undertaker told Shawn who was still staring at him like he was taking insane.
"Fine I will help you but I want pie for payment Mark,"

Mark stood up from the chair, walked over to his bag for his towel and then headed into the shower to try and work away the pains of sparing with Shawn. He had forgotten how tough it was to spar with him since he had not faced him in two years. The last time he had done any kind of wrestling with Shawn it was two years ago when he ended the career of the Show Stopper. Even though he had been cleared to step in the ring for the Hell in a Cell match he still had doubts that there was a chance he could get hurt again. If he got hurt again there was a chance that Hunter could either make him tap or get the pin 1, 2, 3. There was no way that he was going to allow Hunter to be the one that ended the streak. The streak was his life and he would do anything to keep it going as long as he could. If that meant sparing with his friend to get some good training in he would this is why he had thought about asking him in the first place.

He couldn't help but let out a moan as the hot water washed over his body. The water felt so good on all the sore spots that had come about during the day. His eyes were closed but he still heard the door open.

"Hey dead man thanks for shoving me into the wall. I think I might have really hurt myself again. Don't you know how to take a joke?" Shawn said over the sound of the shower running. Poking his head through the curtain he narrowed his eyes and then said,

"Why are you in here?"
"Because you still owe me a payment don't you remember?" he said smirking at Mark. Mark growled and then pointed out the door.
"Shawn your pie is in the other room. I made sure Kane didn't do anything horrible to it when he made it. In fact he was really happy that someone other than Hun... I mean me likes his cooking," he said slipping his head back into the shower silently cursing his slip up. Mark hoped that Shawn would just leave the room and go enjoy the pie. Mark closed his eyes and started to wash his long black hair. His shampoo smelled of Pumpkin pie (it was a seasonal shampoo that he liked). After a few minutes of washing his hair with the shampoo he started to rinse out the soap, but before he could finish the shower curtain was pulled open and Shawn slipped into the shower. Mark had frozen when he felt Shawn slip into the shower with him. . Mark could feel that Shawn was running his fingers through his hair that was all snarly from the rinse.
"Mark I have two questions for you," Shawn said still playing with the Dead Man's hair not caring that he still had yet to move a muscle.
"What the fuck are you doing Shawn?" Mark asked through clenched teeth, not daring himself to turn around to face the shorter man.
"I am playing with your hair silly. Now my first question is why I smell pie coming from the shower?" he said through a smirk that was plastered on his face, but not that Mark would know since he still hadn't moved from his spot.
"It's my shampoo Shawn. It's what I use around the holidays. I love the smell of pumpkin pie so I buy it once or twice around this time. Now please get out of my shower and go eat your pie that my brother was so nice to make,"
"Dead man I didn't think you were soft but I guess you are if you buy shampoo that smells like pie. I like it. However I find it interesting though that before you started to say Hunter's name. Why would Hunter know that your brother bakes and how would he know what those pies taste like?" Shawn said forcing the dead man to face him.
"I don't know what you are talking about. Hunter has never tasted my brother's baking and I already told you that I meant me before. So get out and go eat your payment will you?" Mark said trying to push Shawn out of the shower but he wasn't having any luck since Shawn wouldn't budge.
"I don't think I want that payment anymore. I think I want something better than that dead man. I think I want to taste whatever Hunter has been having. So why don't you just tell me the truth Mark. What have you been giving Hunter that you won't give me?" he said pushing Mark up against the wall pinning him so he couldn't move or get away.
"Shawn let me go. I swear to god if you don…" he started but was cut off when Shawn pressed his own lips down on Mark's.

At first Mark was too stunned to do anything but just stand there but after a few moments he noticed that he was in fact really enjoying the kiss. Just as he was getting into it Shawn pulled back and then said,

"You know Mark you have very soft lips. I always thought they were rough but I guess I was wrong. You know you're not the only person that I thought had rough lips. Are you and someone else sharing chap stick or something?" Shawn said well laughing lightly.
"I really don't know what you're talking about Shawn. I am not sharing anything with anyone. Now either let me go so I can finish my shower in peace or you kiss me again Shawn," Undertaker said really hoping that Shawn would pick the second choice.
"I would leave you to shower in peace but I can see that you would rather me stay here and kiss you again," he said letting a hand slip down Mark's chest and cup his length causing him to gasp. Without warning Mark attacked Shawn's lips demanding to get into his mouth so he could taste everything that was in there. Shawn opened letting him in but he fought the dead man's tongue to see who would be the dominant one. It was no surprise when Mark won when he easily over powered Shawn getting to do what he had wanted to for a very long time. Shawn's hands wrapped around the dead man's waist gripping his ass tightly making Mark groan.

He started kissing Shawn's neck with light kisses, biting and pulling at the skin as he went. Mark started to suck on Shawn's neck leaving a red spot knowing that there would be hell later for it. All the while Shawn was running his hands up and down the dead man mapping out every scar, raised bump or anything else that was on him. Shawn started to trace patterns on Mark's tattooed arm for the first time that he really thought the tattoos were more than what made he who he was to him they made Mark one sexy man.
"Mark you better have not left a mark on my neck!" Shawn said running his hands up Mark's chest and then stopping at his hard nipples. He started to play with them getting him to let out a gasp and then a low moan, which made him think that the dead man liked his nipples being played with.
"And if I did? What are you going to do punish me?" Mark said well laughing at thought of Shawn punishing him. Shawn narrowed his eyes and then said,
"Oh I will punish you dead man but for that to happen we need to go back to your place,"
"Well if that is the case let me finish my shower and then we can go back to my place and you can "punish" me Shawn since I have been such a bad boy" Mark said rolling his eyes and then shoving Shawn out of the shower so he could finish in peace.

After he was done with his showering he stepped out to see that Shawn had disappeared from the room. Going back over to his bag he grabbed his clean set of clothes so he could get dressed. Going back into the bathroom he ran a brush through his hair that was finally clean. He sighed at himself well looking in the mirror. He knew that in a few days he would have to comply with his orders from his boss, but he really didn't want to and every time he thought about it made him sick to his stomach. He was going to miss it but he knew he would slowly get over it. Leaving the room he shut down the lights still surprised that Shawn was nowhere to be seen. Picking up his bag he headed out of the locker room and out to the parking lot to where he had parked his bike. Stopping halfway through the parking lot he noticed that he bag was a bit lighter than it had been this morning. Opening his bag he saw why it was lighter, Shawn had taking his pie and then most likely ran off to go it. He couldn't help laugh at the thought of Shawn off in a dark corner eating Kane's with his fingers. He didn't understand why Shawn loved pie since pies weren't the best thing for you, but hell if you were in good shape then a pie or two wouldn't hurt you after all.

Walking over to his bike he secured the bag on the back of it and then sat down to start the bike, but he noticed that there was a note on the handle bars for him.

"I have pie!" Undertaker laughed as he shoved the note in his pocket and then took off for his house that he shared with his little brother. When he finally reached the house he drove the bike to its parking spot, grabbed his bag and then walked through the kitchen only to find Kane standing at the island wearing an apron.
"Cooking again?" he asked dropping his bag on the floor knowing that he would get it later so he could take care of it then. Right now all he cared about was getting to his room so he could take care of the issue that Shawn had created but didn't stick around to take care of for him.
"Yeah I was free for the weekend and I wanted to make a nice dinner for us. You hungry Mark?" Kane looked up from what he was doing. Mark shook his head and then headed off towards his room, but stopped when Kane called out to him.
"Hey you got a phone call right before you got home. And the person didn't sound happy with you,"
"Who was it Kane. I am tired and want to get some sleep so whoever it was can wait," Mark said not waiting to hear what Kane had to say. In the end he really should have waited to hear who it was.
"I was going to tell him that it was Hunter and he said something about being pissed about a pie. He can find out when he gets here in a few minutes," Kane said well laughing his evil laugh but then going back to what he was cooking.

About 15 or so minutes later the kitchen door was kicked open and in the doorway stood Hunter with his sledgehammer in his hands. Stepping over the threshold he looked over to Kane who simply point through the kitchen towards Undertaker's room. Hunter smirked knowing that when he got his hands on the dead man he would become a dead man for real.

Meanwhile up in Mark's room he was getting shoved into his bed by a very angry looking show stopper. Mark had no clue as to why he would be angry since he had just had pie or he thought.
"THANKS FOR LEAVING ME WITH AN ISSUE SHAWN! I take it you left to go eat your pie?" he said as he tried to push Shawn off him but he was pinned by him.
"You lied to me Mark. There was no pie in that bag of yours. After you made me get out of the shower I went to go get it so I could put in my bag but there was no pie there. So if you won't give me a payment of pie then I will just take a payment of sexy dead man," he said assaulting Mark's neck with kisses.
"Shawn I didn't lie to you. I know you got your pie I read your note you left for me on my bike. You left me a note saying you had pie! So yes I did give you your payment, but I will let you have some sexy dead man for a thank you for today,"
"THERE WAS NO PIE MARK! INSIDE YOUR BAG YOU LEFT ME A NOTE SAYING I HAVE PIE AT HOME FOR YOU!"
"What are you talking about? I never left you a note sa…" he stopped halfway when he jumped causing Shawn to fall to the floor. Both were shocked when the bedroom door was kicked open. In the doorway stood Hunter looking very pissed off at the pair of men in the room. The Undertaker's eyes went huge at the sight of Hunter standing there, whereas Shawn was grinning as he watched Mark become afraid.
"Undertaker is this what you do with my pies when I am not here?" Hunter barked at Mark who was still freaking out that this was even happening. He couldn't understand why he was even here, but then he heard Shawn laughing on the floor.
"Shawn your dead when I get my hands on you!" Mark said launching himself off the bed and onto Shawn. The two men were still rolling on the floor when Kane came up to the room to see what was going on.

"Hey so what did I miss?" Kane asked Hunter who was leaning against the doorway.
"Well as it would turn out my best friends were trying to hump each other after training so well they were doing that I took the pie out of Mark's bag leaving a note for Shawn saying I have pie for you at home. Then I took off to the parking lot to leave a note for Mark saying I have Pie! Making him think that Shawn had taking off with the pie. Then I called you to make you know that I was on the way here. I knew that Mark wouldn't want or wouldn't care to find out who called since he would be hard from Shawn. I have to say I think my plan worked out very well. What do you think Glen?"
"I think you are a very evil person Hunter. But now I have a question for you?" Kane said looking at the two grown men still rolling around on the floor more making out than fighting.
"What is the question?" Triple H said also looking at his two best friends which was making him go hard at the sight of them making out.
"Doesn't it bother you that Mark was fooling around with Shawn well in the shower? I mean I know you like my brother and you guys are sort of dating but doesn't it upset you to know that he is sort of cheating on you?"
"Not really since I had planned on asking Mark if he would be ok if I suggested that Shawn was brought into this thing we have going. And Glen, Mark and I are dating there is no sorta about it. We are dating not that you really want to know about our sex life," Hunter said smirking at Kane who repressed a shudder at the thought of them having sex.
"Ok so do you want pie Hunter? I have one in the oven it should be just about done," Kane said walking back towards the kitchen leaving his brother and Shawn to do what they wanted or in this case have sex. Hunter stood there for a moment thinking about if he should join his best friend and boyfriend or if he wanted Kane's pie. Shaking his head he shut the door on the two, threw the sledgehammer over his shoulder and walked downstairs for some warm pie.

Note: I should note this is the first time I ever wrote wrestling fanfiction and I really hope you all like it. I should also note that my favorite my favorite wrestler is The Undertaker and always will be. Oh and I plan on writing a few more chapters for this story. Please leave some comments for me 3