DC: I own no one here. TNA owns the names; I just love to write about them. (I know the plot goes against everything that happens in TNA, but I love to change a good plotline to make it better)

A Big Time Loss

Prologue/Chapter 1: Why he left/The Day they met

Prologue: Why he left

Why did he leave? Was it I was too much for him?

James was sitting in his recliner at home, all alone. Chris just left him, after completely destroying the bedroom mirror. He reached for his head, damn the headaches. They always came back to him after things like this, that is the way it had been. An argument, a headache and a lot of regret. The day they met was not a damn thing like this.

Chapter 1: The Day They Met

James was sitting in his dressing room. He was trying to get pumped up for his match against his former tag team partner, Jeff Jarrett. He dropped the tag team division for a much more promising career in singles action. His goal: the NWA Heavyweight Title, like everyone else. He got up from the long, wooden bench and went over to the mirror. He placed his famous cowboy hat on his head and then…

knock knock

"Now who the…come on in!"

In walks Chris Sabin, an X-Division specialist. James looked him over from the mirror and he wondered why he was really here. Was it to get in his head before the match? After all, Sabin had a way of doing that to people; Matt Bentley was the main one he was after.

"So…Chris…why are you here? My match with Jeff is next."

"I know that. I just came to wish you luck."

James just threw a glare over at him. Luck was something James Storm never needed; he was undefeated in singles competition. They called him the "Tennessee Cowboy" cause he had a way of getting people to walk right into his famed super kick. James walked over and grabbed his leather jacket he always wore to the ring. He threw it on and then sat down on the bench by the door.

"Really Chris, tell me why you're here. I need no luck. You know that."

Boy, could Chris tell something was eating at James. He never wanted to reveal his secret, not yet anyway. Chris had been falling in love with James ever since he came into the singles ranks. The way he walked, talked and hell, even pulled off a promo. It all just made Chris get butterflies every time. He wanted to tell James for so long, but he knew that now was not the right time. James just broke off the tag team of Jarrett/Storm and was now trying to make a name for himself while he was sitting there as the number one contender to the X-Division title. He sat next to James and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Now why did you think I would come here for something more?"

James looked over at him.

"I just have been having trouble with people pulling me in too many directions. I am sorry if I snapped at you."

The door flung open.

"Your up Storm."

James smiled and hopped off the bench. He was feeling relieved that this was all about to be over with between him and Jeff. He turned around to give Chris a smile.

"Hey, can we talk after the match?"

Chris smiled.

"Sure thing."

James had a secret all his own. James had kept a picture of Chris in his wallet; he had fallen in love with him as well. It was going to be a long night in the ring, an even longer one after the match.