A/N: For the record, I am not a fan of their WM match...Although, I do love both these guys to death. It just felt like they were about to get to the good part, and then it got cut off. :/ The epic turn at the end was great, though. And, I'm happy for the spark it gave my imagination. :D Uh, spoilers ahead, of course, ha. I don't know wtf the Dub is doing with this feud, but I'm going to have fun with it, lol.

After a solid two months of teasing and taunting, the time had finally come:

Face-to-face.

One-on-one.

Wrestlemania.

The WWE Championship.

The Phenomenal One, AJ Styles.

The King of Strong Style, Shinsuke Nakamura.

AJ felt his heart hammering in his chest as he watched Shinsuke strut out to the ring, with about 300 drummers and an awesome guitarist playing his music live as he entered.

Always so fuckin' cool.

He figured it was a mixture of excitement, nervousness, and love all rolled into a ball that began to form a tight knot in the pit of his stomach.

But for reasons he couldn't quite explain, AJ Styles had a really bad feeling about the upcoming match. He and Shinsuke had talked it over together—in between make-out sessions and sex marathons that had become increasing passionate and wild—and assured one another that, regardless of the outcome, things would be still be fine between them.

"Just like in Japan," the King of Strong Style promised last night, flashing AJ his best, brightest smile. "We'll be fine, I promise."

AJ inhaled deeply as he looked at Shinsuke across the ring.

He would just have to trust that the love they had for one another was stronger than the allure of being the Champion, than the promise of being named one of the best in the world.

Surely their feelings for one another were greater than all of that...right?

As the bell finally rang, however, something occurred to AJ; something that was off about what Shinsuke had said.

Because Japan, after all, was where they broke up, wasn't it?

((()))

It was all too intimate.

Without thinking, after pinning Shinsuke following a hard Styles Clash, AJ ignored the title he'd just fought so hard to keep, and knelt quietly by his dear friend.

The Champion pulled Shinsuke's head into his lap, cradling the man he'd grown to love so much over the last few years, waiting until he'd come back to full consciousness before offering to help him to stand.

Shinsuke hugged AJ back, almost desperately, as he grimaced with pain and a hint of soul-crushing disappointment. Styles saw the look, and kissed Nakamura's bruised forehead, completely at a loss for words.

In unison, they pressed their heads together, whispering the words of love that only they could hear, 70,000 fans be damned.

Slowly, the world around them fell away until they could only hear, feel, see each other.

"I love you," AJ whispered. "Shinsuke, I love you so damn much."

The King of Strong Style slowly pulled away first from their personal universe, carefully taking the championship belt from the referee's hands, and sinking gingerly to one knee.

AJ felt his heart flutter in his chest—Why the fuck does this look like a proposal?!—as he looked down at the man in front of him.

It was too intimate.

They locked eyes; Shinsuke's lithe and dangerous hand came to rest on AJ's hip; a gentle, affectionate forehead bump soon followed.

"Shinsuke..."

AJ took the belt into his hands, kissing Nakamura on the side of his face.

"I love you," he said again, emotion overcoming his ability to say anything more than that.

The Phenomenal One held high the WWE title, elation flowing through his veins as the audience cheered and called out his name.

He didn't see the odd way Shinsuke tensed at those wonderful little words.

He couldn't see the pain, anger, and frustration that flashed into those dark eyes.

Nor did he know what the hell happened when he felt a bolt of agony shoot up his spine as he was suddenly, violently struck in the groin.

In fact, AJ couldn't fully understand what was going on until Shinsuke pressed their foreheads together as he fell, a rough mockery of their former tenderness.

"You too, AJ!" Nakamura growled savagely before kicking him hard in the side of the head, making his vision swim.

"I love you, too!"

AJ wished he could say that none of it made sense.

But as Shinsuke's knee slammed into his head, he couldn't honestly say that he was completely surprised.