Title: Betting Against You and Me
Author's Name: Skye
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Pairing: Chris Jericho/Christian
Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: D: I DON'T OWN
Author's Notes: I was excited to finally start work on this series. And now that it's done I can post it! Woo Hoo!!

Betting Against You and Me

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First Installment

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Chris was twirling a lock of his hair around one of his fingers as he sat on one bench, his feet propped up on his friend's lap who was sitting in the bench across from him. Christian laced his fingers together and rested them on the back of his head as he, like Chris, leaned back and relaxed against the lockers.

"So… How long do you think we should wait before we pull another prank…?" Christian inquired with a little smirk. Chris laughed softly at the question.

"Not too long. Strike while the iron's hot I say. Let's get 'em again soon. Before they start to expect it…" Chris replied in a very, matter-of-factly tone. Christian snickered softly and shook his head.

"You're so bad." Christian stated with a wink. Chris snorted and smirked as well.

"If I'm bad you're on a one way flaming bus to hell…" he mused, dragging his tongue along his teeth, his face falling into a deeply thoughtful expression. Christian could see the gears turning behind his friend's bright blue eyes and was interested in hearing what genius plan he may come up with to rib their co-workers with next. Chris let out a long and low sigh, shaking his head.

"We've done so much. I don't know how we're gonna top the last stuff we pulled." Chris said finally. Christian pouted a little and shook his head, clearing his throat before asking;

"Well what about—"

"We've done it."

"Then maybe—"

"Done it."

"Could we do—"

"Doooooone."

"Sheesh. Then what do we do…?"

Chris scratched his chin thoughtfully.

"Hmm… Not real sure… It's gotta be something good. Something that we've never done before… Something no one's done before…" Chris replied thoughtfully. Christian sighed heavily. It was at that moment, that Jeff Hardy kicked open the locker room door, having just come back from his match.

"You fags still here?" he growled, still obviously peeved about the latest rib the pair had pulled.

Chris smirked.

"What's wrong Jeff…? You're actin' like someone put super glue in your athletic cup." Chris hissed. Jeff kicked his locker and growled again.

"You mother fuckers are so dead." He snapped. "I knew it was you!!"

Christian and Chris bounced up from their seats and sprinted out the door and down the hall, diving into a janitorial closet, closing the door and locking it behind them. Jeff could be heard running passed, hollering something about ripping their pretty blonde heads off. Chris and Christian both waited for quiet, before bursting into a fit of restrained quiet giggles.

"Ahh… That was too good…" Chris said with a grin. Christian nodded, shaking his head at Jeff's antics. There was a moment of silence between Chris and Christian before Chris broke into a grin.

"Jeff just gave me the best idea!" Chris said quickly. Christian furrowed his brows.

"Really…? And what might that be?" he asked. Chris snickered.

"I bet, we could trick the whole locker room into thinking we're gay." He stated. Christian looked a little taken aback.

"You think…?" he asked. Chris nodded.

"How bad would that freak all the other guys out! It's the ultimate fuckin' rib! No way in hell will any of them want to change or shower in front of us, they'll all be scared we're checking them out..!" Chris explained. Christian scratched his chin thoughtfully and nodded slowly.

"Not bad… I bet you're right… I bet they'll be fuckin' freaked." He replied. Chris smirked.

"So. You think we should…?"

Christian nodded.

"Let's do it!" he replied happily. Chris nodded.

"Hell yeah. The guys won't know what hit them!" Chris exclaimed. There was suddenly the sound of the door coming unlocked and then opened, a confused custodian standing there. Chris and Christian clambered out of the closet just as Edge passed them, and without missing a beat quipped;

"Finally coming out of the closet boys?"

As he walked away, not paying them any mind Chris and Christian looked at each other with twin grins.

"You have no idea…" Chris said softly.

Christian laughed quietly.

"No idea at all…"

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To Be Continued…