redsandman99, that parking lot thing kinda does sound like a good idea, hehe.. LegacyChick, aw, thank you. (winces) Randy actually came off as more of an ass than originally intended. Meh, me Randy muse usually does what he wants, he likes playing the bad gay a little too much. Esha Napoelon, thank you ;) Hardly Here, yeah, you can say that :P Thanks. takers dark lover, Addy's usually totally lost where I'm concerned, sadly. Thank you, updating :) JoMoFan-spot, well, you once told me yourself that we don't blame the ones we should blame (16th 'Sold' chp review). Jeff is still Matt's younger brother and he just kindly feels like Randy and Mike stole Jeff away from him. & don't be mad at Jeffers. 'Sold' is more Matt's fault than Jeff's (besides, Jeff's in the hospital still in that one) and he comes around in 'Night Terrors'. You can be mad at him here though. I kinda am myself, and I'm the one writing it! But Jeff muse wants to make it clear that this is not his story. Jeff muse: & I still want Addy preggers. Terrah: (sighs) I know. Go away. Jeff muse: (growls) Randy was a prick. But he was a hott prick. I know that sounds evil, but I like the guy.. well, evil. I like him sweet and proved I can write him sweet, but here I want him to be an ass. In this sick way, I liked the 'forced Redge' interaction. Edge muse: (reading) Almost as pretty..? Almost as pretty? I'm way more pretty than him. (points at Mor) Mor muse: (laughing) Edge muse: Tell him I'm prettier, Jeffy. Jeff muse: You're way more prettier, Addy. Edge muse: (proudly) See? Mor muse: (rolls eyes) You're such a drama queen. (walks off) Edge muse: (twitches) Hey, you take that back! Jeff muse: (sighs and scoops Edge up) There, there, Addy. He's just jealous is all. Matt muse: (shakes head) I don't know them. Terrah: Me either. (shrugs) I think both Adam and Mor are pretty... (sighs) Look over them, they're overly dramatic.

Lost Memories;
Chapter four/ 'Kiss From a Rose'
Rated; M/ L, (spin the bottle, so some guy on guy kissage and some drinking)

"There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill...

Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray..." Kiss From a Rose, Seal.

Phil sat the soda can down on the kitchen counter and popped the top. They all had gathered back at Matt and Chris' for some reason. Not that they had to be anywhere tomorrow. Today was Saturday. It wasn't that late and Phil had nowhere to be anyhow. What was the point? Go back home, crawl in bed and lay awake restless all night as usual? The way Phil saw it, he was better off around friends. Least they were a distraction. And a distraction sounded damn good to him right now.

Phil heard loud giggling coming from the living room. Followed by Matt saying, "Hey, you break it, you've bought it, mister."

And Jay saying, "It wasn't my fault! Your boyfriend was tickling me!"

"Ahm!" Came Maria's exaggerated gasp. "Shame on you, Chris!"

"Uhh.. I was not tickling him! He's just dirty-minded! C'mon, Matty, you believe me? Right?" Chris said with a slight pout in his voice.

"Right. Sure. Whatever you say." The older Hardy's voice was lack-lustered and dry. "Just be careful and don't break my shit."

Phil smirked as Matt came into the kitchen. "They're all animals, Hardy."

"Maybe I should put them in cages then." Matt sighed tiredly.

"They'd find away to escape."

"Probably." Matt said, getting a soda out of the fridge.

Phil cleared his throat and straightened up. "Hey, before I forget, I caught Orton being an ass to Adam in the bathroom."

"When was this?" Matt asked, not looking at Phil as he wiped off the top of the can before pulling on the tab to open it. The can hissed from pressure before giving way and making a loud pop as it opened.

"Back at the club, tonight."

"And Adam didn't say anything to me?" Matt looked hurt. Adam always told him everything.

"Well, he probably thought you had enough on your mind... It was no big deal, really." Phil lied. "I'd just keep a watch on him. Randy can be a real asshole."

"Yeah. I dunno what Jeff sees in that prick. It's a mystery really." Matt smiled dryly. "What was Orton doing to Adam when you caught them?"

"Just antagonizing him over Jeff. Trying to start bullshit." Not like that was a lie.

"I don't get why they have to rub Adam's face in it. Like they can't move on and go on about their own damn business. I mean, why continue to hurt Adam more? It makes no fucking sense." Matt pondered, wiping at some pop that had sprayed on his shirt during its opening.

"Does anything anymore?" Phil asked nonchalantly. It was more of an empty statement really.

Matt was never too fond of Orton. He wasn't when Adam and Randy were still friends. Randy had a nasty habit or doing whatever it took to get under anyone's skin. Most people thought Orton and Adam grew apart because Matt and Adam got closer after Jeff and Adam started dating. Who's to say? Shitty things often happen. That was life.

Matt took a drink and got out a couple more beverages for everyone else. "Not really." He shook his head and turned to go back into the living room as Phil followed.

--xx--

Adam plopped down on the couch. Vaguely aware of everyone else. After the break-up with Jeff, Jeff went to stay at Randy's. Even though Adam had told him he could have what was once their apartment and he'd just find his own place. That was coming slowly though. Till then, Adam mostly crashed at Matt's in a spare bedroom. Paying some on rent, even though Matt told him he didn't have to, and helping with chores, even if just to keep himself busy. He still had stuff at the old apartment. As did Jeff. Going back to that place was just painful for him right now. It wasn't something he enjoyed. There were too many 'ghosts' that plagued him there. Memories of what used to be. Of when he was happier. Of when he had Jeff and everything was fine.

Chris broke all thought by belching loudly. He held up the glass bottle in his hand that he had just killed off, staring at it with ill-intent.

"Ew, gross." Evan muttered.

"Topped mine." Jay said, scratching at his chest. He got up and disappeared back toward the bathroom area for the moment.

Evan shuddered again.

"Boys are so immature." Mickie snorted, coming back with a bowl of popcorn and handing it to Maria before sitting down on the couch beside her.

"Preach it, girlfriend." Matt smirked.

"Yeah, yeah, fuck you." Chris smarted.

Matt grinned. "Later, babe."

The blonde glared at his lover before holding back up the empty bottle. "Okay, who's up for a game of spin the bottle?"

Matt rolled his eyes. "Chris." He warned.

"What?" Chris shrugged. "Everyone's so uptight, I thought it'd be fun."

"No one is uptight." Matt denied.

Phil snorted.

"Ha, yeah right. Philly, y'anna play with me?" Chris teased, wiggling his hips a little and sticking his tongue out through a snarled grin. He was trying to look seductive.. or silly, one or the other..

Phil rolled his eyes this time and moved to get up. "Matt might kill me if I answered. He's a prude like that." The younger male joked.

Matt looked at him offended. "Now, hold up. How do I get called a prude from Mr. Straightedge here? That's so not fair."

"He's right, Matty. You ish a prude." Mickie put in, sticking a piece of popcorn in her mouth and crunching in to it. Maria nodded and continued to sip on her drink through a straw, making an annoying slurping sound as she got air in return. She stopped and took the straw down from her lips, 'ahhing' at the taste.

"I'm not a prude. I drink, I cut loose and screw Chris' brains out in my hot tub." Matt defended.

Evan giggled. "So, that's why he's so stupid?"

"Hahaha." Chris laughed dryly.

"Oh, yeah, Hardy. Let's try to prove how cool we all are." Phil smirked.

"Shut up. I'd talk about being a prude. I bet your so-called Straightedge lifestyle forbids you to play games like this. It would constitute as fun." Matt retorted.

Phil rolled his tongue ring against his teeth, sucking on the ball like it was candy out of sheer habit. "I have fun."

Matt snorted that time.

"I just do it with a clearer head than you do, Matteh."

Matt scoffed. "Whatever. Prude."

"Alright, Matt, tell you what; I'll play, if you will." Phil challenged.

"Ooh." Both girls giggled.

"That'll be hott." Maria grabbed one last big bite of popcorn before sitting the bowl on the coffee table.

"Yeah, baby." The two settled back in he couch to enjoy a girl's favorite past-time; watching hott guys make out with one another. Mickie sat back, carding her fingers through Maria's hair as the younger woman laid her head in her lap.

"Whaddya say, Hardy boy? Game?" Phil taunted.

"Fine." Matt caved.

"Alright. Now to go find Jay." Chris said happily, going off to do what he just said while Matt got busy fixing them a place to play.

"Addams, you wanna play?" The older Hardy asked, glancing back at where Adam sat.

Adam shrugged. The blonde was still sitting on the end of the couch, his elbow propped up on the couch arm and his head propped up on his fist,

"Come on, Addy. It's just for fun." Phil held his hand out to him, wiggling his fingers.

"Yeah, Adam, go play with them." The girls coaxed, almost in a creepy unison.

"It's okay, I just.." Adam was cut off as Phil grabbed his hands and drug him up. "Hey. Let me alone. I don't wanna."

"Well, you're gonna. If I have to, mopey-butt, so do you."

Matt was going to call Phil on being mopey, but figured he'd keep quiet. If Phil was distracted from his own problems with Adam's, then that was one less thing for Matt to worry over right now.

Soon Chris had gathered everyone up. They all sat with their legs folded in a circle on the floor. It went in this order; Chris then Evan, then Jay, then Matt, then Adam, then Phil and back to Chris again.

"My idea, I go first." Chris proclaimed, popping his fingers.

"Fine, Casanova." Matt folded his arms as Chris reach out to spin the empty glass bottle that lay on the carpet in the center of their little circle.

"Dun get jealous now." Chris smirked at his lover as he spun.

Matt snorted and rolled his dark eyes. The bottle spun a couple of times before landing back on Chris. Matt laughed and Chris pouted and shook his head.

"Dammit, I should spin again." Chris reach back out for the bottle but Matt reach across the bottle and grabbed his wrist.

"No. Wait your turn again."

Chris huffed and kissed his hand before folding his arms.

"Wow, really hott." Maria said sarcastically. Her tone bored and dull.

"Glad this wasn't on pay-per-view." Mickie echoed her sarcasm.

"Yawn." Maria said then gave a fake yawn for emphasis.

The boys ignored them and Evan went next in line... under some coaxing from Jay.. It landed on Jay and the baby Bourne got to breathe easy as he pecked his lover on the lips. The girls awed and giggled making Evan blush. Jay was next, landing on Matt.

Chris perked up instantly. "Oh, hell yeah! I've been dying to see this!"

"Uh.. but, he's like my.." Matt was cut off by Jay.

"Quit yer bitchin' an' kiss me, Hardy." The blonde mimicked a bad southern accent, waggling his eyebrows and grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Matt pecked him on the cheek instead. The girls booed their disapproval. Adam sighed and Phil tried to hide a wry smile as Jay glared.

"You suck." Jay huffed.

"You wish." Matt retaliated, taking a deep breath and spinning the bottle for his turn. It landed on Phil. Matt groaned and buried his face in his hands.

"Oh, no. Not copping out on me, Hardy boy." Phil jerked Matt close to him and crashed their lips together. Matt flushed wildly and pulled away.

Chris' mouth dropped open. "Ugh, no fair."

"Hey, you wanted to play." Phil reminded. Chris made some silent smart-assed motions with his mouth towards his friend and turned away. Evan and Jay were busy laughing.

"Wooh!" The girls squealed, giggling louder. "Oh, yeah, baby. That's it." Maria hollered as Mickie continued her woo's of approval.

Phil smacked his lips before licking them. "Tastes like southern fried chicken."

"Eat me, Brooks." Matt grumbled.

"No, this is spin the bottle. Not 10 minutes in the dark." Phil retorted.

"That's 7 minutes in heaven." Chris corrected smugly.

"Whatever." Phil muttered. Like he cared.

"You wish it was." Matt smirked.

"Oh, quit being so arrogant, Matthew." The ravenette teased playfully.

"You'd be arrogant too if you looked like this." Matt said, motioning down at himself with his hands. His eyebrow raised and a wry grin creeping up on his full lips.

Adam actually cracked a small smile. His friends were nuts. Phil snorted and made a scoffing noise before waving him off with his hand. Everyone knew they were just playing.

"Hey, me Matty's smexy." Chris proclaimed.

"Whatever you say, Porcupine." Phil quipped.

Chris growled and then wet his lips. "It's Adam's turn."

"Yeah, come on!" Maria shouted impatiently.

"Less talkey, more lip lockey." Mickie added.

"That was lame!" Jay shouted.

"Bite me, Reso." Mickie flipped him off.

"Sorry, I'm gay." He smirked, turning his head toward them.

Mickie rolled her eyes and sat back. "Yeah, yeah. Excuses!"

"Spin, Adam, we're waiting." Chris urged.

Adam tapped the bottle, proclaimed it landed on himself and kissed his hand to which everyone groaned. Phil rolled his eyes and took his turn. He got Jay. Both men shrugged and leaned over to kiss each other lightly on the lips. It was short and friendly and not to be made a big deal of, even if it got some cat-calls anyhow.

"My turn, bitches." Chris laughed, spinning a little less hard than the first time. He looked up to where the bottle landed to see Jay. "Awe, not you."

Jay grinned widely. "Ha, I iz a lucky boy tonight!"

Matt flushed as Jason nearly tackled his lover, kissing Chris smack on the lips. Chris squirmed underneath him helplessly, his shouts muffled under the younger man's lips. Finally he was released.

"Eww, now I gots Jay Reso and Evan Bourne germs. Yuck!" Chris complained, wiping at his mouth.

"Tastes like alcohol and failure." Jay smarted.

"Fuck you, Jay-Jay." Chris growled, sitting back up.

Evan took his turn again, getting Matt. The older Hardy saw this as an opportunity to pay Jason back for Chris so he just went for it. Kissing the baby Bourne hard. When Matt pulled back, Evan was blushing, his eyes half-lidded.

Jay stared at Matt as he recoiled back into place. "Asshole." He muttered, wrapping an arm around Evan. Matt stuck his tongue out childishly.

The game continued on, no one realizing the damn bottle had seemed to land on the person next to the spinner almost every time. Either that, or they just didn't give a shit. It was just a silly game between friends. Fuck the detail. Jay took his turn. Getting Matt again. This time not taking 'no' for an answer. He grabbed Matt by the head and crushed their mouths together quite hard. Their teeth clanged from it.

"Oh, yeah." Maria giggled.

"Uh-huh! Get that shit, boy." Mickie added.

"Go, Jay-Jay. Go, Jay-Jay."

"Oh, hush up." Matt glared back at them, causing the girls to giggle madly. The bright red Hardy turned back to the game and took his turn. Getting Adam.

"Ooooh, this will be good." Maria whispered excitedly.

Adam looked down at the treacherous bottle then back up helplessly at Matt.

"Alright, hehehe.. Matt 'n' Adam." Chris rubbed his hands together, salivating almost.

"Matt, I..?" Adam swallowed. It wasn't like it was bad. Just weird that Matt was Jeff's brother.. What if they tasted alike or something..? No, that was ridiculous.

Matt sighed and pecked Adam gently on the forehead. "It's okay, Addams. All in good fun." He brushed his hand across Adam's cheek as he recoiled back to his spot. Ignoring the groans and 'awes' from disappointed on-lookers.

Adam went next. Not one hundred percent sure he really wanted to.

"Oh, whoa." Matt winced as it landed on Phil.

"He won't do it." Maria muttered. Mickie shushed her.

Adam bit his lip and leaned forward, closing his eyes. Phil scooted closer, leaning in and resting his hand on the side of Adam's face as he pecked the blonde softly on the lips. He lingered before parting his lips some as he dared to deepen it. Phil could still taste the faint hint of mouthwash and the mint on Adam's breath from where he had brushed his teeth after they got back. But there was something else. Something new, yet something familiar and oddly comforting in that kiss. It felt nice.. really nice.

Phil reach around, grabbing the back of Adam's head and pulling him closer. His fingers filing in Adam's long hair as he kissed the blonde harder. Adam let him, moaning softly under the ravenette's lips. Both men's breathing mildly hitched. Adam's heart was thumping heavily in his chest. A million things racing through his mind at once. All incoherent and jumbled together. This was new, but it felt good. Some sick part of him thought he probably needed it. Whether he wanted it or much less deserved it.

Adam inched his way closer, forgetting everything as he grabbed to the front of Phil's t-shirt. Feeling Phil's tongue push his lips apart a bit further before invading his mouth. All was quiet. Time had seemed to stop.

The rest of the room watched. Everyone dead silent and their mouths agape. The girls quietly whispered amongst themselves. Smiling and looking on with fascination.

Matt shook his head and blinked. "Uh.. guys.. um, that's enough.." The older Hardy squeaked out before clearing his throat.

Phil pulled back and brushed his lips across Adam's, panting lowly. "Sorry, Adam.. guess I got carried away." He apologized as his grip on Adam loosened.

Adam nodded and turned his head. Remembering what was going on. Evan's face was hidden behind his hand as he peeked through his open fingers. Chris and Jay were catching flies and Matt was tinted a nice shade of red. Maria and Mickie broke the silence by applauding.

"Oh, bravo!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about. Whoo!"

Maria whistled.

Adam swallowed thickly and bowed his head before getting up and bolting out of the room.

"Shit, Adam, wait." Jay took off after him.

"Dammit, Phil. Look what you did." Matt scolded. He knew it wasn't Phil's fault. He was just completely dumb-founded at the moment.

"Me?" Phil looked down. He didn't get it either.

"Oh, man. That shit was hott.. oh, my god." Chris smiled. "Matt, we gotz to go have sex now. I'm so fucking horny right now."

"Horndog." Evan muttered.

"And very proud, thank you." Chris stuck his tongue out and crossed his arms.

"I should be blaming you." Matt said. Chris ducked as he swatted him with a nearby magazine.

"Hey?!" He shouted, holding his arms up to protect himself.

"This shit was your idea."

"Matty, stop!" Chris whined as he was swatted once again.

"No. It's mine. I'm sorry, Matt. I know he's not been.. I should'a never made him play." Phil said quietly.

"What was that anyway?" Evan asked. "The kiss?"

Phil shook his head. "I dunno.. I just.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to." He sighed, getting up and retreating from the room in the opposite direction Adam had went.

"What was that about?" Chris asked.

Matt wet his lips. He was just as confused.

"I think they'd be cute." Maria giggled.

"Hey, yeah. They're both single, right? Both lonely. Why not?" Mickie put in, liking the idea.

"Oh, no." Matt said, getting up out of the floor. "Phil's never got over the thing with Mor and Adam's still pining over Jeff. They're both too vulnerable right now and just.. No.. It'd be a huge ass mistake."

"But because they're vulnerable they need each other. It could be good for them. It could help them heal." Mickie argued.

"Or it could back-fire and hurt them more in the long run." Matt went to the kitchen to get a beer. He needed it after that.

Mickie opened her mouth to dispute it, but closed it back. She understood Matt was just trying to keep the peace amongst his friends. But she didn't see the harm in letting two people who were obviously hurting to find comfort in each other.

Matt came back and Mickie sighed. "Alright. You're probably right." She said softly, looking down at her lover and patting her on the knee. "It's kinda late. You ready to go?"

"Yeah, party's bombed out anyways." Maria agreed as Mickie got up and helped her to her feet.

"It's not late. It's only 10 p.m." Chris stood and stretched, yawning tiredly.

"Honey, it's close to midnight." Matt reminded, looking at his watch.

"Yeah, and we wanna get home and try out all those new toys we bought last night." Mickie smirked up at Maria as the taller girl wrapped her arms around her neck.

"Oh, yeah." Maria grinned.

Chris grimaced and ran over to hide behind Matt. "Ewie, Matty! The lesbos are taunting me with their yucky lesbian action."

"Shut up, Chris." Matt sighed, taking a drink. He knew Chris was just joking. Chris pouted and Matt chuckled, turning to pet on his pouty blonde. "There, there. Those mean ole lesbians can't hurt you, Chrissy."

"Oh, bite us." Maria shouted as Mickie nudged her out the door. "Bye, Matt, Chris. Bye-Bye, Evy."

Mickie shook her head. "See ya, guys."

"Bye, girls." Matt shouted back as Evan waved.

"Meh." Chris grumbled. "Ow." He yelped as Matt pinched him. "Wuz that for?"

Matt shrugged. "Imma go see if Phil's okay." Before he could turn to go after him, Phil walked in.

"I'm fine, papa Hardy. Don't sweat it." Phil grabbed his jacket and put it on.

"What's wrong, Phil? Y'leaving?" Matt asked, concerned.

"Yeah.. I'm fine.. Just tired and hungry.. Tell Adam I'm really sorry, okay.. and uh, I wasn't trying to be a dick or anything..That was wrong." Phil said as he searched his pockets for his keys.

Matt walked over and placed a hand on the ravenette's shoulder. "Phil, is something bugging you, or something? I can't help if you won't talk to me."

"Nothing's wrong. And you're my friend, Matt, and I love ya. I'm grateful for all my bullshit that you tolerate.. but, you can't help me no more than you already have. Okay? Let it go for tonight." Phil patted Matt on the side of the arm, nodding at Evan and Chris before turning to the door.

"Okay, then. Um, talk to you later then, I guess." Matt said, dropping the issue.

Phil nodded and then left. A minute later Matt heard the car start, running for a minute before pulling out. The tires squealing on pavement as it drove away. Matt sighed, wondering how Jay was doing with Adam and wondering if he should go see. He decided against it, figuring Adam might snap at him too. Tonight was just one of those strange nights that Matt couldn't wait for to end.

--xx--

"I keep telling you, Jason. I'm fine. It's not like I've never kissed anyone before. It was just a kiss. Hell, you kissed Matt and Chris.. And you kissed Phil too." Adam pointed out. He had retreated to the spare bedroom he had been staying in.

"I know that.. But that's not the point, Addy. That was all in fun. It was for stupidity between friends. It was just.. Seemed different.. between you and Phil.." Jay sat on Adam's bed, picking at the covers along with the spin the bottle issue that was at hand.

Adam sighed and plopped down beside him. "Just trust me, it was nothing."

"I just don't wanna see you hurt anymore." Jay sighed. "Look, you're my brother and my best friend. I care about you, Adam, and it's killing me to see you this torn apart all the time. Jeff was important to you, and you loved him, I get all that. But, you need to let him go. He's already.."

"Please, Jay, just stop... I don't want to hear it.. just please.." Adam ran his fingers through his hair, gazing down at the floor.

Jay nodded and wrapped his arm around Adam's shoulders, pulling the blonde closer and squeezing him tightly. "It'll be okay, you know."

Adam shook his head and looked over at the short-haired blonde sadly. "I don't know, Jay. I just don't know."

"To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?"

The spin the bottle thing was missing the following; Jeff, Morrison, Randy and a less mopey Addy. (reminds self to write a bigger and better spin the bottle scene when everyone isn't so conflicted somewhere else) Okay, inspiration for this came from three places. Chp 22 of 'A Sinful Fantasy' by NeroAnne (which had a cute spin the bottle game in it) chp 6 of 'The Thanksgiving Debacle' by Seraphalexiel (which had a smexy sex game in it) both had some influence on it (the Jay and Evan germs and the 'taste like failure' remark was inspired from 'The Thanksgiving Debacle') And I wrote this after playing the Sims 2 game and having my little created people (Morrison, Phil, Adam, Jeff-- yus, I like to create wrestlers in that game and make them make out for my amusement) play spin the bottle. Everytime the bottle lands on the spinner they has to kiss their own hand. The in-game game is very amusing (and somewhat frustrating) on a boring day. I wrote out how I wanted them sitting and didn't realize I was writing it to where the bottle landed on the person next to the spinner almost every time. I was gonna rewrite it, but liked it the way I had it, so I left it alone. It was a silly game between friends and shouldn't of needed that much attention to detail. I apologize for everything!! XP!

BTW, you guys could prolly guess this, but Mike in the last chap was Mizzie. Miz muse wanted that pointed out. I dunno what inspires Chris to talk the way he does in this story. Gah, look over me, I getz very confused when I stay uo too late... which is always..