AN: After a failed attempt at a wrestling story, this is one that I can really get behind. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I have had fun writing it.

Chapter One: Silent Musings

As he sat there on his bed, there was only one question that he could ask himself, and it was repeated over and over again in his mind.

What happened?

No, really what happened? How did you end up in this situation?

17 year old Michael Harris was wondering those same questions as he sat on his window sill looking out the window at the overcast Richmond sky. See, he had a problem that he had on his mind. But all of this stemmed from what happened to his older sister when he was only ten years old. He lived with his older sister Marie, who was taking care of him ever since their parents died. He really did love his sister. She had a friend named Mickie James who was really close to Marie, especially because she had just got out of a really bad marriage a few months eariler. It was not a perfect life, but it was a really good one that he really love, and it was better than nothing at all.

Then everything changed, one fateful day.

He was walking home from school, and when he arrived, that is when he saw a bunch of cop cars in front of his house. Curious, he wandered inside to see what was going on. One cop pulled him to the side, and told him the one thing that changed his entire life.

Marie was killed in a car accident.

Young Michael couldn't believe what he was hearing. The only family member that he had left, and the only one that really cared about him was long gone. That thought alone was enough to drive him from the home that he shared with her. He ran off, and was not seen for the rest of the day. Cops were not able to find him at all.

Mickie found him, sitting in the rain on his front porch. She had just gotten the news that Marie was dead, and she was coming home briefly to head over to the house to comfort Michael, but here he was. He was sitting in the rain, crying his blue eyes out. Mickie did the only thing that she really could do at that point, and that was to comfort her friend's little brother.

By blind luck, and an act of god, she managed to get custody of Michael, and the rest of that certain part of their life was history. Of course their is a lot more about this in the coming few months.

Michael snapped back to reality, and continued to stare out the window. Rain was steadily come down, and those memories that were of him living with Mickie were those of his greatest times, ironically. As he grew up, he became a much mature man, and with that, it became both a gift and a curse. On one hand, he grew up, and began to notice women in a much more interesting way. That is where the problem that he currently had now lied.

He was in love with Mickie James.

It all started one night with a certain dream that he had...

Michael was sound asleep in his bed. He was peaceful then, but out of nowhere he felt a kiss being placed on his lips. His eyes shot open, and he saw Mickie laying right on top of him. When she broke the kiss, she smiled at him.

"Well, hello handsome." Mickie said. "I hope that you were having a good sleep."

"Mickie, what are you doing here?" Michael asked, his voice shaking.

"I wanted to have some fun, don't you?" Mickie asked him.

Michael didn't have time to respond, because before he could open his mouth, Mickie was already stripping off his boxers that he was wearing. Mickie looked under the sheets, and looked back at him.

"Whoa, nice." Mickie said, kissing him again.

"What are you doing?" Michael asked her again.

"Just shut up and enjoy the ride." Mickie said. She then impaled herself on his member, and after a few seconds, she began to rock back and forth with her hips.

"I known that you wanted to have sex with me Michael." Mickie whispered. "I have seen the way you have been looking at me, the way you have been undressing me with your eyes. This is what you wanted, isn't it."

"Yes, it is. I wanted this for the longest time." Michael answered, his mind focusing on the task at hand.

Feeling his climax coming, Michael screamed out, "I love you, Mickie!"

"I love you, too!" Mickie screamed as she came to her climax as well. Mickie sighed, and rested herself against Michael's bare chest.

"You are amazing..." Mickie whispered. "Michael..."

"Michael!" Mickie screamed, causing Michael to jump and be knocked out of his daydream.

"Yeah, what's up?" Michael asked, his voice slightly shaking.

"I am ordering a pizza. Is pepperoni alright?" Mickie asked.

"Yeah, that's fine." Michael said.

Mickie smiled, and left his room. Michael stood there, blushing like crazy.

Michael went to his bedroom mirror, and ran his hand through his long blonde hair, noticing a long, but barely visable L shaped scar. Michael and Marie both knew how that scar got on his forehead. Rubbing the scar brought up some really bad memories, and the way that the scar got there caused a shiver to run down Michael's spine, it was that bad. In hindsight it might not be that serious, but due to what happened to him, and when the event that caused him pain happened, it was downright frightening that something like that could happen.

Michael took a deep breath, and left his room, his mind wandering about many different things.

AN: That is it for the first chapter. What is going to happen next is still up in the air. With that said, please read and review.