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The Mistake is Me
Chapter 7

Jessie J's voice blasted in the quiet hotel room of Phil and Yumi. Phil's tattoo hand shot up from the bed, searching on the end table for the alarm clock. He slammed his hand on the clock with full force, turning off the alarm. He slowly sat up from the bed, rubbing his head. He looked to his right to see that it was just an empty spot. He looked around the room to see where Yumi was. He found a patch of dark brown hair on the couch, while he got up and walked over to her. She was passed out on the couch, sleeping like an angel. He knew that they were sharing a bed last night. Phil gently shook her on the shoulder, trying to wake her up.

"Yumi," he said to her, "It's time to get up and why are you on the couch?" Yumi opened her eyes slowly, looking up at Phil. She had earphones on, while she slowly sat up from the couch. Phil noticed her eyes were red, as she let out a yawn.

"Morning already," she asked, giving out another yawn. She took the earphones off and looked over to Phil.

"Why were you sleeping on the couch? I thought that we were going to be adults to share a bed without making any moves." Yumi gave him a look and yawned.

"About an hour after we went to bed, as I was greeted by your hand to the face and your foot to my ribs. I don't know how that happened, but I do have the foot mark to prove it," answered Yumi. "Plus you snore loud and I do mean loud. I use to handle it when you did snore, but I could have sworn the other side of the world could hear you."

"I do not snore," he said to her, crossing his arms, "And I do not move in my sleep." Yumi stood up and lift her shirt up on the left side to show an imprint of a foot.

"I'm flexible, Philip, but I'm not that flexible to kick myself in the rib cage. I couldn't handle sleeping with only having three inches of the bed, so I got up and moved to the couch. I have to say the couch is comfy." Phil traced his finger on her side where his footprint was and looked up at her.

"I'm sorry, I get my job makes me do strange things," he admitted. Yumi felt shivers down her body, when he touched her. She hurried to pull her shirt down and looked at him.

"Well, it is in the past and I'm not injury." Phil thought for a second and got a hold her arm.

"Come on, get some more sleep. I am going to head down to the gym for about two hours," he told her, gently gliding her to the bed. Yumi didn't argue with him, as she was too tired to do so. Once she saw the bed in her sight, she fell on the bed with ease. She cuddling into the pillow and sighed in happiness.

"Geez if I was on that bed would you do that same thing?" he teased her, moving some of her hair out of her face. He didn't get an answer, as he took a closer look to see Yumi already fell asleep. He gave a soft smile and kissed her on the cheek. "One step at a time, we will make it through this." He picked up his gym bag and grabbed the hotel key and left the room to have his daily work-out.

"So Phil, where is that wife of yours?" asked Bryan, joining Phil at the weights.

"I let her sleep in today. I kept her up with my snoring. I guess I pick up the habit of snoring I supposed," he admitted to Bryan. Bryan shook his hand at his friend.

"My friend, you always snore and loud. You haven't been home in a while and she isn't used to hear you snore like a bear," he joked. Phil snorted and threw his used towel at him.

"You are a riot you know." Bryan just shrugged his shoulders, as the twins came up to them.

"Hey guys," they spoke at the same time. Phil looked at them to see that they are dressed the same and he had to think for a second.

"Nikki, Brie," he said pointing to Nikki on the left and Brie on the right.

"Wrong, honestly you need to have Yumi teach you how to tell twins apart or something, because frankly you suck," Brie answered him, who was on the left.

"Why did you two have to be twins? Couldn't your mom hold you one you in for like a year or something?"

"I don't know how your wife deals with your humor," Nikki spoke up.

"She loves me and I love her that is how. She knows humor when she sees it." He picked up his gym bag and Bryan tossed his towel back. "Now will you excuse me, I have to get back to my wife, before she thinks that I left her or something along those lines. I really want her to see me when she wakes up. It will brighten her day." He walked out of the gym and back to his hotel room. He opened the door and dropped his bag on the ground.

"Honey I'm home," he called out to her, but didn't get an answer. He went towards the bed to see that she wasn't laying there. He scratched his head for a second, wandering where his wife vanished too. "Maybe she went to get breakfast downstairs. I would get in the shower so I don't smell like a dead skunk." He opened the bathroom door and started to walk in, when Yumi was getting out of the shower. He stopped moving to see Yumi in her birthday suit. She looked up to see Phil staring at her. Yumi's face turned red as a tomato, while she let out a scream. She grabbed a towel to cover herself, but Phil didn't move an inch from the door.

"Philip, there is a new invention call knocking," Yumi told him, wrapping the towel around her slender body to covered her nakedness. Phil finally fell back from where he was standing, passed out to see her naked. She ran over to him and kneeled down.

"Philip!" she called out to him, while he didn't response to her. She noticed that his nose was bleeding, as she gave out a laugh. "And I thought it only happened in Japanese animes," she mumbled to herself.

A splash of cold ice water hit Phil in the face, as he shot up from where he was laying.

"We are going overboard, save the women and children!" he yelled out. He looked around to see that he was on the bed now. "Wait wasn't I in the bathroom?" He felt something in his nose, as he putted a hand there to feel paper there. "And why do I have paper up my nose?"

"You had a nose bleed, you blunting idiot," Yumi told him, crossing her arms over her chest. She was dressed in a nice pink blouse and black ruffle skirt. She had the ice bucket in her hand, staring down at her. "How dare you invade my privacy, Philip?" He just gave her a shrug and shook off some of the water out of his head.

"You should have locked the door, Yumi, but I'm thankful that you didn't. I haven't seen that body for a long time and I remembered every inch of that too." Yumi was furious at him, as she took a step towards him and jammed the bucket on his head.

"You are quite impossible to deal with Philip Brooks!" Yumi got her purse and her hotel key.

"It is not like I haven't seen you nude before Yumi," he groaned, trying to get the bucket off his head, but she jammed it well. "A little help here, your husband is requesting his wife for assistance."

"You are a big boy, Philip, figure it out. I will be downstairs to get breakfast. If you aren't down there in twenty minutes, I will ask Stephen to let me ride with him to the arena." With that statement, she turned on high light pink heels and left the hotel room. Phil finally got the bucket off and sighed to himself.

"Any normal guy would react to her body and thank god that nobody but me has seen it," he mumbled to himself, getting off the bed. "I need a cold shower and fast."

Yumi was downstairs in the hotel's diner room, getting some breakfast in her stomach. She still was a bit rough up from this morning bathroom incident. She wasn't really mad at Phil, but more embarrass that he did walk in. Yet he was right that he hasn't seen her naked before. It wasn't just right for him to just walk in, yet she should have locked the door.

"Maybe I should go and apology to him," she mumbled to herself, drinking some green tea.

"Now what did you do that would make you want to apology to him," said Stephen, joining her at the table. Yumi put her cup down and sighed.

"I yelled at him this morning and slammed an ice bucket on his head," she told him, as Stephen just laughed.

"Then he had to do something stupid to get that treatment." He picked up his eggs with his fork, as Yumi finished.

"He walked in on me when I was getting out of the shower and well, you get the picture." Stephen stared at her in disbelief, still having his eggs in mid-air. "Stephen?"

"I'm going to murder that fella, slowly," he replied, stuffing his mouth with eggs.

"Stephen, you will not do any such things. I handle it perfectly thank you." John joined them at the table with a smile on his face.

"You miss a good time at dinner," he stated, as Yumi and Stephen looked at him.

"I do apologize that we did left early. I never get to spend time with my husband, since he is always on the road."

"It's all right; you just miss Barbie throwing the biggest fit in history. It took ten minutes to calm her down."

"Just because she didn't know how to walk on her own heels," Stephen said. "She claims that she can and believes someone is trying to embarrassed her, though she did a good job on her own."

"I do feel bad for her, yet what is in the past can't be change," Yumi told them, while finish her tea. She felt an arm around her neck, as she looked up to see Phil giving her a smile. "It's about time you got down here."

"Yeah took your precious time did you fella," added Stephen, eying Phil really closely. Phil noticed Stephen's look and just smirked.

"Sorry I didn't want to smell like a dead skunk when I got down here." He gave Yumi a kiss on the cheek and took his seat next to her. He was going for the bacon on her plate, as she slapped his hand away from it.

"You have legs to go and make your own plate," she told him, taking her bacon.

"But I'm not that hungry, I just want…" he began, as she gave him a look.

"Philip, how many times did I tell you that breakfast is important to have?" He shrugged at her, eying her bacon. "Philip?" He looked at Yumi, knowing that she is waiting for an answer.

"Too many to count, but I…" Yumi pointed to the breakfast bar, without leaving her eyes from him.

"Must I repeat myself, Philip? Either you march your butt there to get something to eat or so help me that you will be getting my wrath later. You take your pick," she ordered him. Phil was going to say something, but he knew that he was not going to win the battle with her.

"All right, I will get something." He got up and slowly walked to the bar. He did stop and looked at Yumi. "Will a bottle of water…"

"Philip Jack…" She gave him the death look, as he hurried himself to the bar. Stephen and John were laughing so hard at Yumi and Phil.

"Oh god, that was so funny, I think my stomach is about to burst," laughed John, holding his stomach.

"But it is true; Phil doesn't eat breakfast most of the time."

"'Well with me, he has to no matter what he feels like," Yumi told them, finishing her bacon. Phil came back to the table with some food on his plate, well actually three pieces of bacon, a piece of toast, and an apple.

"That is breakfast?" asked John, "It looks like a snack."

"This is the best I can get him to eat in the morning, so that is really is breakfast for him," Yumi told John, cleaning her hand with a napkin.

"I still…" Phil began, while Yumi just turned to him with a smile.

"Philip, if you keep fighting with me about breakfast, I will see to it that you will be sleeping on the floor," she threatened him with a cute smile. Phil knows that she is serious, as he didn't argue and just ate his meal. Yumi's phone went off, as she looked at the number. "Will you excuse me for a moment?" She got up and went out of the diner room to the lobby. She didn't know the number, but still answered her phone.

"This is Yumi."

Ten minutes later, the boys were finished with their meal and still are wondering why Yumi hasn't joined them. Phil stood up and looked at his friends.

"I better go and hunt down my wife now. I know that she didn't go shopping without her bag," he said, picking up her purse, which was heavy. "Geez, what does she have in there?"

"Nothing asked a woman about her purse, especially Yumi. She did hit me once with her purse and nearly knocked me out," John told him.

"Agree," answered Stephen. Phil went to the lobby to see Yumi sitting on a chair with her hands over her face. He walked over to her, holding her purse.

"Sweetie, we have to go to the arena." Yumi looked up to him with red eyes. He noticed her look and kneel down in front of her. "Yumi what is the matter, did Barbie try something on you." She shook her head no and sighed.

"I didn't get in," she told him, trying to keep her emotions in check. Phil was about to ask her, but he already know what she was talking about. He pulled her into a hug and she rested her head on his shoulder.

"They are fools to not take you. They are missing out on a talent woman. You can always try again to get in," he suggested to her. Yumi shook her head in response.

"I will be back on the waiting list again and it's a long wait to move up. I should see if I can apply to the Chicago Bears again. They didn't want to let me go during my internship." Phil got an idea and let go of Yumi. She looked at him in confusion, as he had a smile on his face. "Okay what is with that scary face?"

"I just got an idea."

"This can't be good."

"I see that you are really qualified, Mrs. Brooks," said Vince McMahon to Yumi. She was sitting in his office, getting an interview with the head of the business for a sport trainer since they happen to be short staff. "Work with the Chicago Bears and you got to work with the Chicago Cubs as well."

"It was really for a short time honestly," she explained. "I worked with them until the Chicago Bears started their training camp."

"Still everyone that work with you said that it has been a pleasure for them to get to know you and your work to keep the athletes safe and have they recovered at great speed is amazing. That would help us a lot, as many of our stars does get injury and need a trainer that would be tough on them."

"If I can handle football players three times my size and I can handle anything." Vince looked at her résumé again, while Yumi sat patience for his response.

"Well Mrs. Brooks, I want you to join our sport trainer staff and you will make a fine additional to our team. I know that you are finished up school, so I will let you begin officially once you graduated, but I do want to see how you work tonight if that is all right?"

"Oh that is fine with me. I'm just so honor to be able to use my diploma for something." Vince got up and went over to Yumi, as she stood up as well. They shook hands to seal the deal, as Vince showed her to the door. He opened the door to see Phil, Stephen, Kofi, and John against the door, trying to listen in. Yumi let back a giggle to see the four men falling into the room. Vince just sighed and looked over to Yumi. "Your husband and his friends can show you to the trainer's room, if that doesn't bother them." They looked down at the men, who struggle to get back to their feet.

"It's no big deal, Vince. We can show our new trainer to the room," said Phil, finally getting back to his feet. "Now my wife will be traveling with us all the time."

"Not until I graduate, then I will Philip." John, Stephen, and Kofi got up and Phil pulled Yumi into a hug.

"Still you will get to see the world with your favorite man in the world."

"Really is Channing here?" she joked, as he gave her a sour face.

"You are banned from watching Magic Mike."

"Too bad Muriel and I already saw it." Phil just shook his head and pulled away from the hug.

"Well I might have to…"

"Please Philip, I was joking. I really can't imagine my husband doing some of the moves they did. It would be really awkward and just plain strange. Now let me see this training room."

Yumi got to the training room and she got herself busy. Everyone was impressed how fast she learned the ropes from the head trainer.

"Now really, you aren't going to win against me, PJ," Yumi spoke to him, giving him a stern look. PJ was being stubborn in getting his knee wrapped.

"Really I'm fine, my knee is healing well," he tried to explained to Yumi. She looked at her chart and gave him a frown.

"As long as you are on this list, PJ you will still need to some and get your knee wrapped. The only way you don't have to until the doctor say that you are clear. Now that is settled, hop on the table and let's get it over with." PJ sighed and did what he was told. Yumi walked over to him and got working on his knee.

"Just don't make it too tight," he requested, as she nodded to him. Within a few minutes, PJ was wrapped and he was amazed that he could move it freely. "I have to admit that it is wrapped pretty well, in fact it isn't tight or loose like some of the trainers here do."

"I do listen to you and try my best to make sure that you feel comfortable. We can't have you injury yourself again if it is not properly wrapped," Yumi replied, setting the tape on the table. PJ jumped off the table and walked on it a bit.

"And it doesn't pinch as well, you are good."

"Just a lot of practice, I have to thank my internships." Stephen came in and took the table where PJ was sitting.

"She had practice on me, when I am visiting Muriel. She wrapped me once like a mummy to pass her test. It wasn't fun, but at least she made it easy for me to get all that tape off, isn't that right lass?"

"You were lucky that I didn't tape your mouth that time, because you were complaining about everything," Yumi spoke, getting the pre-wrap in her hand. "Now get your boots off." He just chuckled at her and did what she asked.

"PJ, you learn not to fight with this woman. I tried it once and she has claws hidden." Yumi slapped the bottom of his foot to be quiet and she began her work.

"Where is that husband of mine? He knows that he needs his elbow wrapped," Yumi spoke up, starting to wrap Stephen's ankle.

"He usually does it on his own," replied PJ, giving them a wave. "I'm off; I have my match at the start of the show." He left the room, unknowing what he just cause in Yumi.

"He does now? Well he isn't allowed anymore." Yumi continued to work on Stephen, as Phil came in the room all taped up. Before he could get a word out, Yumi started on him.

"Get your butt on that table and stay there. You better remove that tape from your elbow, as I can properly wrap it and don't try to weasel your way out of it, Philip Jack," she spoke to him, without turning her attention to him. Phil had his hands up in defense, while Stephen just looked at him.

"Just do what she asks my ankle is in her custody right now." Yumi slapped Stephen's foot again.

"Quit tighten up your foot." Clearly she was not a happy camper, as Phil just sat down on the table. He didn't remove his tape, as Yumi finished up with Stephen. She turned over to Phil, who had his famous smirk on his face. "What did I ask you to do?"

"I don't see what is wrong with my taping." Yumi walked over to him and examined the taping. She gave him a cute smile and pulled on the tape that was on his skin, ripping it off quickly. Phil grabbed his elbow, trying to hold back a yell.

"You didn't pre-wrap your elbow. The tape is supposed to stick on the pre-wrap, not your skin, so it doesn't do something like that Philip." She held it up to find some of his arm hair on it. "I really didn't think you still have hair, considered you are covered with ink."

"They do grow back slowly. Who need a waxing if I got you?" Yumi grabbed his elbow, as he was trying to get away.

"Philip Jack Brooks, quit being a baby and let me just wrap it properly."

"Yumi Ami Brooks, I am not acting like a baby and it is fine."

"Are you really going to argue with me about this? I should have…."

"Should of, could of, would of, but you didn't. I help you get a full-time job here, so you…"

"I should be doing my job, yet you are being impossible right now."

"I'm being impossible," he exclaimed, while Yumi was really running low of patience with him.

"You know, your chance is up. I don't see…" she turned to see John Laurinaitis coming into the room.

"I see that Vince hired you as a new trainer," he stated, as Yumi gave him a smile, while Phil gave him a look to drop dead. "I couldn't help but overhearing about a chance. Is there something wrong with the happy couple?" Before Yumi could say a word, Phil jumped in.

"She was just explaining to me that my chance is up in wrapping my own elbow. I tried but it didn't meet her standards," he lied, looking over to his wife. "Hey I tried; you can't blame me for trying." She sighed and rubbing her temple with her fingers.

"I supposed that you did…" John just nodded at him and looked over to Yumi.

"I just hope that nobody will give you a hard time."

"Well if they do, they will answer to me," Phil stated, removing the tape. Yumi sighed and looked at Phil.

"Honestly, I believe I can defend myself, Philip. If I can handle football players…"

"We are way different from football players," interrupted Phil, rolling the tape in a ball and tossing it to the trash can. Yumi looked over to John and gave him a smile.

"I will manage, thank you. If I can handle my husband, I believe I can handle what is coming." She picked up the pre-wrap and walked over to Phil. Phil noticed that John was checking Yumi out, while he gave out a loud cough.

"Don't you have business to do, John?" He really didn't like Laurinaitis looking at his wife. Phil had his arm out for Yumi to wrap his elbow.

"Yes I do, I just wanted to meet the new trainer. I will be on my way," John told the couple, eying Yumi, which Phil eyed John to get lost. He exited the room, while Phil turned his head to Yumi.

"I want you to stay away from Laurinaitis." Yumi stopped wrapping Phil, looking straight at him.

"I think he is a nice gentleman," she replied, going back to his elbow. Stephen just finished getting his boot on, looking over at the couple.

"Lass, I would have to be with Phil on this one. He isn't the best fella to be around with. He loves to screw people over and will do anything to get what he wants," Stephen agreed with Phil. Yumi was finishing up with Phil, while she answered Stephen.

"You have to trust me that I can take care of myself."

"Like what Glenn did to you?" Phil asked her, as she ripped off the last strip of tape.

"He caught me off guard for your information. Please trust me, I might be a petite woman, but I know how to defend myself when danger comes around." She looked at Phil with her cute eyes and sweet smile. "Philip, I have been in Chicago for a while and know how it can be dangerous on the streets. I have learned a thing or two on protecting oneself. Besides, having Muriel, who is reckless and bold as a friend does have its benefits, don't you think?" Phil tried to look away from her, but she kept her innocent look. He sighed and nodded at her.

"All right, I trust you, but please if there is something that is way over your head, come to Stephen, Kofi, Cena, or me, prefer me first." Yumi gave him a kiss on his cheek and smile.

"All right, now get off my table." Phil pulled Yumi close to him and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Philip!" she squeaked, trying to hide her blush.

"You look cute with that blush." Stephen coughed, getting the attention off of Yumi.

"Fella, we have a match to prepare, so not trying to snog her and let's be on our merry way."

"I'm not hogging her thank you."

"I say snog not hog."

"You and your Irish terms, trying to confuse us normal people with your slangs, can't you just speak normal English?"

"Actually, Philip, snog is a British word for kissing, yet I don't believe you would retain any knowledge from other countries that you have traveled with the business, other than its music and comic books," corrected Yumi.

"Hey I have you know that their music is good and their comic books are the same in America."

Preview of the Next Chapter

"Paul, why is my wife being held like she is a suitcase?"

A.N: Don't forget to style the hair, shine your belt, and drink Pepsi! and don't forget to review...please.