The Hardest Part

Summary: Some times the hardest part isn't letting go, but embracing something new.

Warning: D/s themes, Male/Male loving, M-preg and Violence.

Pairings: John/Zack...for now.

Part One

John moved the ice pack in small circled over Zack's shoulder. Even though this was for a new storyline that creatives created in the matter of hours to keep some heat on John until Wrestlemaina the pains and bruises his lover incurred on his behalf were all too real and John had to force himself not to overreact while on camera. The latest 'plot twist' had put an awkward spin on their already strained relationship. John kissed Eve; correction John had a make out session with Eve and that was not part of the fucking script and Zack was pissed. Eve had hooked her talons into his man and made him stick his tongue down her throat when all was needed was a simple little kiss.

Vince thought it was very creatives on her part and was going to reward her for her ingenious thinking. Zack had a few choice words for her ingenious thinking!

"Zack talk to me babe." John said as he removed the ice pack from the bruised flesh and gave a little kiss to the cold skin.

"What do you want me to say?" Zack mumbled.

John sighed. "Anything, please. I'm not used to you being so quiet...I'm afraid."

"Afraid?" Zack turned towards his lover, his eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?"

"This damn storyline! You haven't come to bed with me in nearly two weeks and we're just not clicking anymore. Do you want to..." John said, there it was out in the open – the question he had been dreading.

"What, No...NO John no! I faught too hard for you to notice me, for you to take me seriously. For you to love me and not that bitch you married. For you to be mine; for some hoeski to step in between us." Zack said, eyes never leaving Johns.

"It's more than that Eve thing an you know it." John got up an paced the length of the small locker room.

Zack's eyes followed his lovers frame sadly. He knew it was way more than Eve, Eve was just the icing on the cake. It all boiled down to Kane. Kane had cornered him in his locker room while John was wrestling Mark Henry. Kane threw him against the wall and just held him there, Zacks attempts to break the hold only made Kane's choke hold stronger until he was left gasping just to breathe. What unnerved Zack was what happened just as John entered the room; Kane kissed him. His body reacted before his brain and he was left with an obvious hard on as Kane let him go before walking out the door but not before stopping next to John saying; "Embrace it, Cena."

Since that night Zack hadn't let John touch him sexually. He was confused, his heart loved John, but something had been there when Kane kissed him...forcibly held him against that wall. Sometimes, before that even happened, Zack had wanted John to get rougher with him and he always wondered what it would be like and he finally gotten a small taste even though it wasn't from the man he loved.

"I just don't know what to do anymore." John finally said.

Zack was worrying his lip with John looked back at him. He swallowed hard, god how he loved that mouth – especially when it was wrapped around any part of him. He missed kissing that man, he missed holding his man at night, hell he just missed the easy feeling he had with Zack.

"You know we've got four days off...how about we head out to stay with our favorite country boys?" Zack asked.

A vacation...just what they needed.

"Lemme call an see, but I don't see why not." John said, smiling.

Those dimples...how he always got lost in them. Before John could pull his cell phone out Zack was across the room kissing his man hard. John groaned into the kiss before he turned and slammed Zack into the wall behind them. Zack hissed into the kiss when his shoulder hit the wall but wrapped his arms around John's middle tighter so he wouldn't let go. Just as things looked like they were going to get interesting the door slammed open and Zack eyes widened as Kane stood in the entry.

"Cena, Cena, Cena...when will you learn to embrace MY hate?" Kane roared as he ripped John from Zack's embrace.

Zack stood frozen in shock as he watched Kane punch his lover in the jaw before throwing his against the wall where he slid down, his own shocked eyes starring at Zack's – pleading with him to get out of there. Before Zack could move Kane was on him, pressing him against the wall; trapping him.

"Embrace MY hate Zack." Kane whispered in his ear before he kissed him again.

The kiss didn't last long and before he knew it Kane was gone and it was just John and him alone in the little dressing room. Zack slid to the floor, eyes locked with John's and his eyes stung as tears threatened to burst from the dam of his eyelids.

John stared at his lover as the silence embraced them in ways that hate could never.