Title: Can't Stay Away From You (1?)
Author: AngelicTorture
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one you recognize.
Distribution: Ask and you shall receive.
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Lita/Randy (eventually)
Notes: Response to community challenge 2 on litafics.
Warnings: none really, the occasional bid of colourful language here and there.
Summery: There's a fine line between love and hate…
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Part 1: Flying Trouble.
Lita sighed loudly as she adjusted the shoulder strap of her bag and walked into the airport. People bumped into her as they rushed back and forth but she was used to that by now. The redhead spent half her life in airports, just like everyone else in the WWE.
She couldn't complain too much, she'd just had 3 whole wonderful days off which she'd spent at home, completely alone. She hadn't seen anyone, talked to anyone or even left the house until she'd had to that morning but now it was time for her to come back to reality. She had to be at the arena for raw tomorrow.
The redhead went through the usual check in routine and waited until it was time to board her flight. She'd just sat down and closed her eyes for a second when she felt someone ruffle her hair. The diva jumped up, ready to knock someone out when she came face to face with a smirking Randy Orton.
"Sorry…I couldn't resist it" he laughed.
"One day Orton, I swear I'm gonna do the world a favor and castrate you…" the redhead scowled at him before throwing herself back down onto her chair.
"Red, that hurts" he said in a baby voice with a pout on his face.
"Believe me Orton, it will hurt"
"Someone's touchy today…what crawled up your ass and got you in such a foul mood? Wait, it's not your time of the month or something is it?"
Lita shot him a filthy look.
"Fine, don't answer me…" he said with a shrug. Lita closed her eyes again and Randy began to hum loudly.
"Orton will you please shut up" the redhead said after 10 minutes of Randy humming louder and louder in her ear.
"No…I'm bored. I don't like being bored…"
"Well find something to do then…go and get something to read…"
"I can think of something much more fun to do…" he said brightly as he began to run his fingers up and down the redheads arm.
"Don't even think about it Orton…not if you're attached to you dick"
"You know some girls would sell their own mothers just to spend 5 minutes with me"
"5 minutes? Is that all you can manage?" Lita said with a smirk.
"Don't worry babe…I'm sure you could keep me going all night…"
"You're disgusting"
"You know you love me really, you're just in denial. Trust me babe, you'll feel so much better if you just admit it…" Randy said as he leaned back in his chair and stretched his long legs out in front of him, the redhead rolled her eyes.
"Just you keep telling yourself that Orton…"
Before Randy could open his mouth to make another witty comment to the diva an announcement came over the PA system, their flight was finally boarding. Lita stood up and stretched before grabbing her bag and heading for the gate. She didn't even glance back at the young superstar walking behind her.
The flame haired diva was settling in her seat, not paying much attention to the other people boarding the plane until she felt someone brush against her left arm.
"Please tell me I don't have to spend the next 4 hours sitting next to you?" the exasperated redhead asked.
"You can't keep away from me can ya babe?" the legend killer smirked.
"Don't talk to me, don't look at me and don't even think about touching me and we might both make it off this plane alive"
"Whatever you say babe"
Lita pulled her mp3 player out of her pocket and put her earphones in her ears. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Randy watched her for a few seconds before a wicked smile formed on his face.
"Lita…" he said quietly.
"Oh Lita" he said a little louder.
"Lita Lita Lita Lita Lita Lita Lita"
"What?" the annoyed redhead finally asked.
"I'm bored" Randy whined.
"Orton you have the attention span of a hyperactive 4 year old"
"And your point is?" he smirked.
"my point is that you need to shut the hell up before I get arrested for murder"
"Do I sense some anger issues?"
"Orton, you are about 8 minutes away from being the late Randy Orton…" she hissed.
"Don't you mean the late great Randy Orton?"
"No"
"You're way too tense for your own good Red…"
"And you're way too much of a jackass for yours"
Randy smirked.
"You know you want me Red"
"Oh I want you alright…I want you to drop off the face of the planet but it doesn't look like that's gonna happen anytime soon"
"You know something Red; I'm really starting to think you don't like me…"
"Whatever gave you that idea?" the redhead asked rolling her eyes.
"Come on Red, what have I ever done to you?"
"Well for a start you flirt with anything that's got boobs and a pulse…"
"I can't help it if the ladies all fall for the Orton charm…"
"You're an arrogant jackass Orton…"
"Would you please stop calling me Orton like that, I do have a first name"
"Oh would you prefer it if I called you Randall?" the redhead smirked.
"Only my mom calls me that…"
"Fine, I'll stop calling you Orton if you stop calling me red"
"What would you like me to call you? Babe? Gorgeous? Sexy?"
"See there you go again proving my point about you being a jackass"
Lita crossed her arms in front of her and shifted in her seat so her back was turned to him.
"Why do women always have to sulk like 5 year olds?" Randy asked.
The redhead pretended she hadn't heard him.
"Fine…ignore me…I don't care…"
Randy stretched his arms above his head. Both diva and superstar spent the rest of the flight in silence….