Disclaimer: I don't own anyone mention in this story. They are all products of the WWE and their respectively places.

"Rey. Rey Mysterio. Does that name ring a bell? Well it should. He is only the most successful matchmaker that has ever live. He has made more successful matches than any dating site ever created. His match making score is an overwhelming 95.3 percent while most dating websites only have a match making score of 63.78 percent. At sixteen, Rey started his match making business just to have a little extra money to do the things he liked because, unlike most teenagers, Rey did not get that weekly or monthly allowance. He started snooping around school, finding out his classmates crushes, and if two people liked one another, he would approach one and tell that person for a small fee he would "hook them up." 'I didn't think they would fall for it but they did.' And, boy, did they. The students started lining up to get Rey's services, soon he had everyone in his high school hooked up with whom they wanted to be with so he started expanding, to other high schools. After he realized he had a talent for making romances happen, he decided to make it his career choice. Now at thirty-six, Rey is the go to guy when you are in need of or need to fix your romance. When I asked about his romance, he said, 'I don't really have the time to date and besides it wouldn't be fair to my partner since I'm gone all the time and not to many people approach me.' I find it very hard to believe no one approach the sexy Hispanic man sitting across from me but I am no expert to that. What I am an expert in is that the man sitting across from me will be setting me up on a date soon."

Josh finishes reading the article, folds up the paper, and sets it down on Rey's desk. Josh looks up his best friend/Boss. "It was good but you know the line about know one approaching you is a lie. If David sees that, he'll be hurt."

Rey pushes his black rectangle frame glasses up his nose with one finger. "It is true. He's the only guy that will approach me." Rey says.

"Then why wouldn't you just date Dave? He is in love with you. You guys aren't even together and yet he knows your birthday, buys you gifts every holiday, an-

"And I don't have time." Rey starts. "Yes, I do find him attractive and his personality is wonderful but I'm always gone, in and out of San Diego."

"Dave is in and out of San Diego too and sometimes you guys have to go to the same places, and I'm pretty sure Dave would love to keep you company when you have to go on your trips." Josh says while wiggling his eyebrows.

"Shut up Josh."

"When's the last time you got laid?"

Rey looks at Josh. "I can ask you the same thing."

Josh's face turns red. "Shut up. Don't you have to meet a prince?" Rey looked at the clock on the wall behind Josh.

"Yeah I do." Rey grabbed his briefcase. Josh got up out of his seat and headed for the door, Rey right behind him. Rey shut the door behind him and locked it. Josh sat down at his desk at the front of the office.

"Hold it down while I'm gone." Rey said to Josh.

"I always do yo-." Josh was cut off by the front office door opening. Rey turned around to see who it was.

"Rey."

"Dave." It took all of the power Rey had not to smile. There was Dave, walking in with a single red rose.

"Hola amante." Dave said before handing the rose to Rey and kissing him on the cheek. Josh had to hold back his giggle.

"Your accent has gotten better pero no soy tu amante. Why are you giving me a rose?" Rey says. Switching back to English because he knows Dave's Spanish is not that good.

"I read the article and I came to congratulate you but I was hurt by the line about no one approaching you." Rey shook his head. He could hear Josh telepathically saying, "Told you so."

"I guess I didn't think before I spoke." Rey looked at his watch. "I have to go, I'm sorry, I'll talk to you later." Rey said and rushed out of the door.

Dave turned to Josh. "Why does he hate me?"

"He doesn't hate you. He just, to be honest, doesn't really have time for you but if he wanted to he could make time so I don't know what's his problem. But on a good note, he thinks you're attractive and you have a wonderful personality.

"Really."

Prince Alberto Alejandro Guerrero Del Rio pulled into restaurant parking lot. He asked Rey to pick a secluded place for them to meet. He didn't want anyone recognizing him and asking questions. Alberto looked around. When he asked for secluded, he didn't think it would be this secluded. There were only a few cars, most likely the workers cars, on the parking lot and only a few cars parked at the other establishments. He had only seen one or two cars driving up the street. Alberto still put of his big dark shades and got out of his car. You can never be to sure about the paparazzi. Alberto rushed inside the restaurant. Once inside, he walked up to the hostess.

"I'm here to meet Rey."

"Ok." The hostess says. "Right this way." Alberto follows the lady through the dining room. It was complete deserted.

'He really did take me somewhere seclude.' Alberto thinks. The lady leads him to a private room. Alberto walks in and sees a man dressed in black and white pin-stripe pants and a black button up shirt with black rectangle glasses perched on his nose.

"Here you are." The hostess leaves and Rey stands and smiles. "Can I call you Alberto or do you like formalities?" Rey says holding out his hand

"Please call me Alberto, I hate the hold majesty thing, Senor Mysterio." Alberto says before shaking his hand.

"Then please call me Rey." Rey says before sitting, Alberto sits in the chair across from him. "You know, I never thought I would have to help a prince find a princess. I thought you two would just stumble upon each other."

"Well not everything is like Cinderella." Rey lightly laughed.

"So." Rey said and pulled out his sketchpad and a pen and flipped to a blank page. "Tell me about your dream princess, or should I say prince."

"Well I don't really have a dream guy."

Rey shook his head. "Everyone has a dream guy, or girl." Rey starts to explain. "You aren't consciously aware of it but you have dreamed of him. At first, it was just one dream, then two, and then before you knew it you were dreaming about him on a nightly bases. You even started daydreaming about him. He comes to your mind at some of the most inconvenient times. It might have even gotten to the point that you have started to plan out your life with him. Close your eyes and think. Push all the other thoughts out of the way, go deep into your subconscious and think. Who is your dream man?" Rey finishes and grabs his pen.

Alberto follows Rey's direction. He closes his eyes and thinks. He clears his mind and concentrates. The picture of this man becomes clearer and clearer.

"He's Hispanic." Alberto says eyes still close.

"Ok." Rey says and writes Hispanic in the corner of the sketchpad.

"He's slightly shorter than me. I'm 196 cm so maybe 183 cm. He is not skinny but he's not fat either. He's" Alberto thinks of a word. "He's not as tone around his mid section as me, a little flabby, but that's perfect because I'm a grabber." Rey chuckles and begins to draw. "He has short black hair, brown eyes, perfect slightly pink lips, perfect skin there is not a blemish anywhere on him, a really cute nose." Rey chuckles again. "His eyebrows make him look really cocky but he is really shy. I might be crazy but I think shy is so sexy." Alberto continues to randomly talk about his dream man's until he has ran out of physical traits. Alberto opens his eyes. "I'm done."

Rey finishes up his picture before he says anything. "Ok." Rey hands him the sketch. "Is this him?" Alberto takes the sketchpad and looks at the picture.

"Wow." Alberto looks up at Rey. "This is him. Have you ever considered being and artist?" Alberto asks seriously.

"No. I can only draw one thing: People." Rey hands Alberto the pen. "Now I want you to write down his personality traits on the left side and take your time."

After thirty minutes, Alberto was done writing. He handed the pad and the pen back to Rey. "I hope it's not to confusing."

"I'll be fine." Rey assures. "I don't have any other clients today so I'm going to start working on this once I get back to the office. How long will you be in the area?"

"For the next two weeks, cutting deals with the mayor." Alberto explains and stands up.

"Ok. I'll try to get you a date within the next two weeks." Rey says and stands.

"Take your time. I've been waiting all this time. I can wait some more." Alberto sticks out his hand. "Thanks again."

Rey shakes his hand. "No thank you." Rey and Alberto walk out of the restaurant together. Alberto gets in his car and speeds off. Rey gets in his car and takes another look at the picture.

"I've seen this person before." Rey thinks for what feels like hours, but is actually only seconds. Rey smiles. He puts the pad in the passengers seat, cranks up his car, and heads back to the office.

"How did it go?" Josh asks. Rey hands him the sketchpad. Josh looks at the sketch and cocks his head. "Don't we know him?"

"Yes come here." Josh follows Rey into his office, sketchpad under his arm.

Rey pulls out one of his matching files. He pulls out a picture of a man, Josh puts the sketchpad down, and rey puts it next to the sketch. Then he pulls out the man's dream man sketch and puts Alberto's picture next to it.

"They're-."

"Identical." Rey says in awe. "I've-My sketches are never this close. This is a first."

"You know what this means." Josh looks in Rey's eyes. "They were made for each other."

Rey grabs his desk phone and dials up the man. "Hi this is Rey. Yeah, I have your match."

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