Hey guys, how's everything going? Back with another chapter, and I do apologize for the lack of updates. Got a lot of exciting stuff going on right now, so my summer is going to be great! I hope yours is going great as well! I have some crazy awesome plans for this story and I really do hope that you enjoy them as much as I do! Without further ado, the Rock presents to you chapter 4 of 9 AM In Italy!
Chapter 4: Birthday Bashing
Arianna stood at attention with an annoyed look on her face as she was once again 'disciplined' by her father for lying to them about being with Alberto when she really wasn't. Honestly, these discipline talks weren't going to do anything for the young harbinger. She was a free-spirited mind, and soul as well, so trying to keep her held down wasn't going to exactly do anything for her.
"You're just like your aunt Ashleigh. Wreckless, defiant, and not paying attention to the wellbeing of everybody else around you. Sometimes I wonder if how she died was the true fate that she deserved," her father Anthony mouthed off at her as Ari glared at the elder man.
"How dare you say that about her! She was following her own ways and she died knowing that she did things her way! Not the way everybody else wanted her to do things! We're all different people Dad! What part don't you understand?!" Ari shouted.
"What part don't I understand? The fact that my very special daughter can constantly lie to my face about her whereabouts and not have a damn shame about it!" he said angrily.
Ari relaxed her muscles, but the glare was still on her face. "I don't care Dad, I'm 21 now. I can do whatever the hell I want, of my own free will."
"Well as long as you're under this roof, you follow the senior Mendillo's rules, which in this case is me. And I say, for your birthday today, you are going to be spending the entire day with your future husband, Alberto Del Rio," Anthony grinned as a knock came at the door. He opened it to reveal the very cocky Mexican Aristocrat smirking at the woman who he believed was going to be his wife one day. Hell, they were already engaged.
"Hola Mr. Mendillo, Alberto Del Rio is here now. Ari, I must say you look muy bonita today," the Latino smirked, pressing a lingering 7 second kiss to her lips. "Feliz de Cumpleanos," he told Ari.
The young Italian spat in at least 6 different directions, wiping the saliva away from her lips to try and get the disgusting taste off of them.
"Ugh, Dad do I have to spend the day with him?" Ari complained, to which her father nodded with a stern look. "Damn straight you do young lady. This is the man you're spending the rest of your life with. Better to start now than never," he said.
Alberto nodded his head in appreciation. "Don't worry senor, I'll make sure that Arianna has the most memorable birthday ever. I will prove to you why she deserves to have the name Arianna Del Rio," he said with a fancy roll off of the tongue. Ari shuddered at the very thought of that name. It made her want to get all her limbs chopped off by a ceiling fan rather than take that last name.
The Mexican Aristocrat jerked Ari towards the door, and after waving goodbye to her father, they were off. Instead of taking a horse however, this time they were going to walk. Alberto wanted to make this walk long and enjoyable for his liking, much to Ari's dismay.
"You know Ari, now that you're 21, this is around that age where you start to pump out children. I for one, can't wait to see what beautiful kids we make together," Alberto said, rubbing his chin at the thought of it. Ari rolled her eyes.
"You can't be serious Alberto. I am not breeding with your horsehead ass. I'd rather twist my own tubes 25 times just to prevent you from having any babies with me," she said in a snarky manner. "I don't want to marry you or be with you, and you damn well know that too."
Alberto only laughed at her comments. "You know that you want to marry me Ari. Alberto Del Rio has the wealth, money, fame, and protection going for him. You know that you couldn't turn that down. Amanda would go for that in an instant," he commented.
"That's because Amanda is one big Italian whore. Screw my sister," Ari said without remorse. "I'd rather live off on my own living life my own way than spend it bored in some stupid castle. You're boring as hell."
"You keep lying to yourself. I know for a fact that you love me. You are enamored with me, and when the time comes, you will love to be part of the bloodline that has true warrior conquistadors like mine does," he said, smirking and then gave Ari his signature wink that made the harbinger roll her eyes in disgust even more.
Not watching where they were going, Alberto crashed into a rough boulder of a man as the man kept walking in the other direction without stopping after knocking the Mexican Aristocrat. Ari had to suppress a laugh from seeing the sight of Alberto flat on his ass.
"Get up you numbskull. Aren't you going to defend my honor?" Ari joked, not caring either way what Alberto was about to do. "Of course my love," Alberto said, getting to his feet. "Just watch this," he told her.
"Hey perro! Who do you think you are, knocking down Spanish royalty like that? Don't you know who I am?"
The man that knocked him over had stopped, and turned his head back in the duo's direction. Ari's jaw dropped as soon as she saw the man lower his sunglasses and raise an eyebrow.
"Rocky…" she muttered quietly to herself.
"Don't you know what my name is?" Alberto said, storming towards the man as they met halfway. "I'm—"
"IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS!" the Rock shouted, Alberto slightly taken aback by the sudden electricity in the atmosphere and the loud verbal response that the Rock had given. Ari laughed to herself as she watched Alberto try his hardest not to piss himself.
"You can't talk to royalty like that! I come from a line of conquistadors—" Alberto said, but the Rock cut him off again.
"Conquistadors, matadors, Theodore, it doesn't matter! The fact of the matter is this, you bumped into the Rock, and you fell flat on your ass, so clearly you're the one with the problem, not the Rock. Case dismissed," he said, beginning to turn away.
Ari was nearly saddened to see him go so quickly, so she was relieved when Alberto spun him back around to face him. "Where do you think you're going? Apologize to me, and you apologize to my fiancée Arianna while you're at it," Alberto spat.
The Rock shook his head as he smirked. This was just all in a day's work for him. "Well, the Rock ain't apologizing to you jack, so you can take your Christopher Columbus flag, shine that bitch up, turn it sideways and stick it straight up your candy ass!" the Rock yelled. A few of the locals passing by had heard the Rock's comments and began to laugh at the misfortune of the Mexican Aristocrat.
As Ari surveyed the scene chuckling to herself, she stopped as the Rock's eyes landed on her, and she couldn't help but let a small blush escape to her cheeks.
"Hey Arianna, how's it going?" Rock asked, smiling a cocky grin.
"It's going great, Great One. How about you?" she responded back with a smile.
"Oh, you know, electrifying as always," the Rock said, shooting a bolt of electricity and once again destroying the newspaper stand. Ari was simply electrified by the display.
"Perro, what the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind? You are completely loco!" Alberto snapped, but the Rock simply shook his head, once again laughing.
"No jabroni, but the Rock has two big ones right down here, right below the People's Strudel, if you smell what the Rock is cooking!" he shouted as Alberto scratched his head in confusion.
"You're cooking…nuts?" he questioned as Ari immediately burst into a fit of laughter. "No you jabroni, it's just a catchphrase! Good grief, you're slow!" Alberto growled fiercely as he looked around at the Rock, locals, and even his own fiancée laughing at him.
"Alberto Del Rio will not be made a fool of! Perro, how the hell do you know my fiancée? Tell me! Or I will break your arm off you peasant!" Alberto was completely furious now.
"How does the Rock know Arianna? She's your fiancée? Well, if that's true, then why does the Rock light that Italian ass up everyday?" Alberto looked to Arianna for clues, but her gaze was focused clearly on the Rock. Alberto didn't know how, but apparently these two had a connection. One he clearly didn't know about.
"Hey Ari, the Rock wants to know something. How's your candy ass feeling today from that 'love tap' the Rock gave you yesterday?" the Rock asked.
"To be honest, it still tingles," she said, winking at the Brahma Bull much to Alberto's dismay. "That's what the Rock thought. He makes that ass sting!" he said, clapping and applauding himself.
Alberto had had enough at this point. He was going to make an example out of the so called "Great One" now.
Running towards the Rock, Alberto used a bench as elevation and tried to hit the Rock with the enzugiri kick, but the Rock dodged it, taking him out with a clothesline to the head. As he got back up, the Rock delivered a Spinebuster to Alberto right on the flat of the bridge, a bridge that Ari's aunt had told her was going to be iconic to her one day.
Alberto took advantage of the gloating Rocky, locking him in an armbar submission, but the Rock used his hand, and grabbed Alberto's wrist, shocking the blue hell out of him. Just to add insult to injury, the Rock delivered a thunderous Rock Bottom with attitude and then some, making Alberto crawl away in severe pain.
"I'll make you pay for this one day soon, you puto!" the Spaniard yelled, and drug himself along trying to block out the embarrassment of getting his ass kicked.
As the locals clapped and cheered, they began a chant that the Rock himself would become enamored with for years to come. "Rocky Rocky Rocky!" they all cheered, before finally departing.
As soon as the last spectator had left, there stood the young Italian straight across the way from him. He slowly approached her and took his sunglasses to look directly into her dark brown orbs. "Happy birthday," he finally said after a moment of silence.
Without a moment's hesitation, Ari wrapped her arms around the Rock's neck and pulled him in for an extremely passionate kiss. This totally caught the Rock off guard, as his hands went flailing everywhere, from the air to all over her body as he tried to maintain his composure. Truth be told though, this girl definitely had some type of grip and control over him that he couldn't even fathom.
Ari continued to pleasure herself, running her tongue over the bottom of the Rock's teeth, before rolling it up against his tongue, creating surprise static in the process and making her eyes widen. She pulled back in the process, and was met with another electric slap to her backside that made her yelp and glare at him.
"What? The Rock is just as shocked as you are," he smirked, as she made a face at one of the Rock's puns.
"Shut up. You know damn well you made that happen," Ari said, furrowing her eyebrows, turning her back to him.
The Rock approached her from behind, pressing his chin against her shoulder as she felt his breath roll down her neck, making her skin crawl. "Maybe the Rock did, or maybe he didn't. Bottom line, you started the kiss, so you got what you wanted. You got electrified," the Rock grinned, prompting Ari to spin back around and face him. Their faces were very close, and neither were backing down.
"Did you not learn your lesson last time? Or does the People's Champ need to ice his jewels again?" Ari threatened, cocking an eyebrow of her own for the very first time.
"Oh so you think you can threaten the Rock huh? Well the Rock says just bring it!"
"Just what I wanted to hear," Ari said, and using dark telekinesis, had a large circle of apples float around the two of them, and the Rock raised an eyebrow.
"What in the bluest of blue hell is this? Apples? You trying to make the Rock another apple pie? Well let him help you with that," he said. Snapping his fingers, the Rock summoned chain lightning, lighting up every single apple up and making them explode on impact, baked apple and apple sauce going everywhere.
Ari grimaced at the mess that was made everywhere. "I was going to juggle them all with my powers and make them all fall on your head, but I see you had other plans otherwise…"
The Rock shrugged, not caring in the slightest. Or did he really? He approached her once more, spinning her around, and took in the messy sight of her. Apple was completely all over her, and her outfit was a mess now. To top it off, it seemed as though he had just ruined her birthday.
"Hey you okay?" he asked, a tone of sincerity Ari had heard for the first time in weeks, and for the first time ever from him.
"No, my birthday is ruined," she said, running off to the apple tree fields, with the Rock following after her.
"Hey, it's not all bad you know. You still got to go one on one with the Great One," the Rock said, smirking, earning him an earnest glare from the young Italian. "Leave me alone," she said, trying to clean the applesauce out of her hair, only making it worse.
"Here, let the Rock help you with that. Just hold still," he said, and grabbed strands of her hair, sending light jolts through the strands, and making the apple disintegrate. "Better?" he asked.
"Much," she said, finally starting to smile again. "By the way, you didn't ruin my birthday. You actually made it better for me," she commented and the Rock nodded his head in affirmation.
"It's no problem. It's what the Rock does. He is the People's Champ, after all," he said, and Ari chuckled to herself.
"If only you didn't have such a tremendous ego to boot," she said, smiling to herself. "You never did tell me your name," she said to him as he continued getting the apple out.
The Rock sighed to himself. He knew that one day this would come to fruition where someone would ask him for his real name. He hadn't used his real name since he was exiled from his own country from doing an unspeakable and atrocious act that had completely shamed his people. Still, if he was to tell anyone, Ari would be the one, right?
"Fine, the Rock will tell you his name," he said, watching as Ari silently cheered to herself. "My name is Dwayne. That's all I'm saying," he said.
"Okay Dwayneeeeeee," Ari said in a teasing voice. "I love your name!" she kept poking her tongue out at him.
"Keep wearing the Rock's name out and he'll wear that ass out harbinger," he threatened with a cocky but dangerous smirk.
"Make me," Ari said, with a dark threatening twinkle in her dark brown eyes. The Rock looked her straight in the eye, before ripping off the top of her corset without a second thought.
"Dwayneee! What the hell?" Ari said, baffled a bit as she stepped backwards, before falling backwards on her bottom.
The Rock lowered himself to her level, before slightly unhooking her bra and sliding it off without any sort of defense from the young Italian.
Taking in the sight of her perfectly curvy breasts, the Rock took one of the nipples slightly into his mouth and massaged the other one in his fingers, with electricity of course.
The exasperated moans and sighs escaping her mouth made the Rock grin. He liked to be the one in control, after all, with his history, things went better that way when he was.
"Electrify me," she muttered between breaths. "That's the name of a fanfic," Rock countered.
"Whatever, just do it…" Rock chuckled to himself as he slid off the rest of her corset and made quick work of the undergarments as well. He could hear her giggle at the breezy feeling that she was enjoying. The Rock began to pump fingers into her, and the reaction was unlike anything he had ever seen. The yelps were intense, and her powers began to spin out of control. She shot light daggers into the many apple trees, making multiple apples barrage in multiple directions.
Dark telekinesis in the form of two large claws formed from Ari's hands as she ripped apart the Rock's clothing until he was as bare as she was.
"What in the blue hell are you doing Arianna?!" Rock said, looking alarmed as she continued to laugh, before calming down and the chaos stopped.
"Sorry…sorry. It's just sometimes when I get super deep into an emotion, I seem to lose control of my powers," she said, even though she didn't exactly feel sorry after looking at the sight she saw. "You're big, and I'm not just talking about your muscles either," she commented.
That comment calmed the Rock down a lot more. It seemed that feeding his ego definitely helped him out in many ways.
"The Rock says he is finally going to claim that apple pie that he has wanted for so long now," he said. Pinning her down in a prime position, he slowly pushed his way into her, and she screamed, biting into his shoulder at the immense pain. That was when it hit the Rock that she had never done something like this before.
His thoughts were confirmed when he saw that the deeper he pushed into her, the more amounts of blood began to drip out.
"Don't stop. Keep going," she said, tears in her eyes. The Rock sighed. "Are you sure?" he asked and she nodded. The Rock proceeded by her instruction, continuing to lay the smackdown and own her.
Halfway through, Ari began to really getting into it, taking control and using a couple of tricks she developed to hold the Rock down, though they didn't work for long. He was simply too strong for her. And then, when a certain part of the Rock's anatomy that was covered in pure electricity entered into her, she immediately came, no questions asked.
After their session was finished, both laid on the fields, panting and breathing. Although the young Italian was still in pain, she still managed to roll over and kiss the Great One with a great deal of passion. After she rolled back over, the Rock scratched his head.
"What in the hell are you doing to the Rock? Now's he got these weird candy ass butterflies in his stomach and he can't get them out! Is this some type of power of yours?" Ari immediately screamed laughter until she began to hurt again and stopped.
"Those are called feelings Dwayne," she smiled. "You're in love with me," she teased. The Rock only laughed. "Are you kidding the Rock? The Rock doesn't love you," he said, laughing.
"Oh," Ari said, shaking her head in disappointment. What a way to get caught in the moment, and then have it all ruined. Her ears lit back up when he spoke again.
"Just kidding. The Rock wasn't serious. He actually..uh..he.." the Rock continued to trail off and he looked to the ground, as Ari smirked, knowing that he really did care. "Shouldn't you get home? Judging by the Rock's shadow, it's like 9 pm," he said.
Ari shrugged her shoulders. "Who cares? I just had my first with you, and right now home is the last place I can think about being." She curled up into his chest and smiled to herself.
"You wanna go home with the Rock? See where he lives?" the Rock finally asked.
"Are you serious? I would love that," she said excitedly. The Rock nodded his head in approval. "Alright. Well since we just fucked like two wild wildebeests, the Rock says we're gonna have to travel by the power of electricity so that we don't get caught," he said, Ari nodding her head in agreement.
She was completely enamored by a man who was a complete stranger to her no more than 3 days ago, and now they had just shared a special moment. Her birthday turned out not to be a drag after all. What could possibly go wrong?
There's an immensely long chapter 4! I loved it, and I hope you do as well. Stay tuned as we meet the Rock's cousins! There's something about one of them that just doesn't feel right, but who? Thanks for reading and don't forget to review (:
-Ronnie