A/N: Strong Language. Adult scenes.

A/N: This chapter is from Dillashaw's POV.

For the first time in a While Dillashaw trained at night, he jumped on the Tread-mill in his Garage and pressed the Green "Go" Button. He couldn't believe it. He was "Officially dating another UFC Fighter. He was now Dominick Cruz's Boyfriend! He felt Dizzy with the Responsibility. Dominick had been a tough Cookie to Crack, and Dillashaw was determined not to screw this up.

One of the first ways he was going to get into his Boyfriend's Good Books was to take on Duane "Bang" Ludwig. Dominick had made it sound so easy. But Dillashaw knew what Duane was really like. He had a way of Twisting everything. The UFC Champion Called his Manager Mike Roberts, and Roberts had agreed to come with him to Ludwig's Gym.

They agreed to meet Duane Early before any of his classes started. To Sweeten Ludwig's pot, Dillashaw wore one of Duane's sponsor shirts. He and his manager walked into Duane's Gym and waited at the Desk. Moment's later the Receptionist Randa, came out to greet them.

"Hello Gentlemen, Duane said you can go straight through"

"Thanks Randa, you're looking HOT by the way" Dillashaw said as Randa smiled as he walked past.

"Mr Dillashaw, focus" Roberts said as Dillashaw pushed open the office door.

Duane's office was stuffy. Dillashaw nodded a Hello as Duane was sat there looking at a Stack of papers.

"Gentlemen. Roberts I take it this was your idea. Typical Manager, trying to turn Dillashaw against the very Hand that's fed him" Duane said.

Dillashaw looked at Roberts.

"We're only asking for what's fair" Roberts said.

"Fair?" Duane laughed. "Let's talk about what's unfair. I moulded Dillashaw with my bare hands. Dillashaw wouldn't be where he is. Dillashaw wouldn't have UFC Gold around his waist if it wasn't for me. He should on his Knees. Thanking God, and Thanking me for coming into his life and making him a Thousand times more money" Duane said.

"But...Duane you take it all" Dillashaw said.

"Excuse me? Your Con Artist Faber scammed me out of Sponsors. Now you're trying to scam me too?" Duane said.

Dillashaw shook his head. He looked over and Roberts shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Dillashaw tried to keep it short, but Courteous.

"Duane, I respect you so much"

"Dillashaw that's Crap! If you loved and respected me so much you'd be paying me more. And Another DVD is coning up Dillashaw, you've gotta be a part of that, you owe me"

"Duane you're charging me for something New Everyday. What's next? You're Kids college Fund? If you want more videos, more Tutorials and DVD's this has to be more of a "Give and Take thing" Dillashaw said.

"I've Given you the UFC Bantam-Weight Belt. I deserve more money" Duane said.

"Nice Gym. Who helped you pay for it Duane?" Dillashaw asked.

They watched Duane twitch. He put his Paper's down. He stretched his hands out and picked up his Red Pen next to his Stapler.

"I'll let you think this Back-stabbing move over. This morning you can have free Training. Cause I'm a Nice Guy. Too fucking nice. Then You can calm down. If you don't want to pay for the Afternoon, just leave" Duane said.

Both Dillashaw and Robert's stood up to leave.

"There's no harm in staying the morning. But Duane my Manager's gonna sort out a Contract..." Dillashaw started to say.

"You know I don't sign Contracts" Duane said Quickly.

Dillashaw shrugged.

"Well...if You don't sign. Then we can't really Train together anymore" Dillashaw said.

Duane laughed and pulled himself up, leaning on his Desk.

"Dillashaw you can't manage one Day without me. And because of that, I need your cheques, Ass-wipe. Try being Champion without me. Dominick Cruz will Dominate your ass the first chance that he gets. Now Get out and get changed" Duane ordered.

Training in the morning was the same old Awkward Insults. Duane stepped out and like Usual all the fighters lined up.

Duane was the Normal Friendly, caring Happy-Go Lucky MMA Coach that people could Trust,...not.

"You all know the Rules. All the Blacks at the Back of the line"

"Girls train way over there. I don't want to see you, unless your Injured. Even then I'm not wasting Gas money taking you to a Hospital"

"Brimage, you better have my Money for Saturday. This is not a charity. You Pay me or there is the fucking door" Duane would say.

Dillashaw was glad that he was staying just for the morning. Near the End, he ending up Partnering Duane with Pad-work.

"Just give me Front Kicks for now" Duane said, Dillashaw did as he was told.

"So Dillashaw, Have you come to your senses?" Duane asked.

"Yes. And My Contract needs to be signed" Dillashaw said.

Duane nodded and bit the inside of his cheek.

"You need me and you owe me More money than you realise. Get off my Punching bag you're done" Duane told him.

"The Punching Bag that I paid for?" Dillashaw asked.

"I said you're fucking "Done!" Duane shouted.

Embarrased in front of his "Duane Bang Ludwig" Training Partners, Dillashaw and Roberts left.

"Don't budge" Roberts told him.

"I'll try not to... Thanks for coming" Dillashaw said to his Manager.

"Anytime" Roberts said.

When he got home Dillashaw put the hot water on and dumped his bag on the floor. He started taking his clothes out of the bag, until he saw the "Bang Ludwig" T-shirt. That T-shirt had so many Good memories attached to it. But right now he couldn't stand it. He threw the "Bang Ludwig" T-shirt on the floor and called Dom.

The call was accepted and Dillashaw just spilled out everything before Dom could speak.

"Hey Dom, you were right about Duane...he's just so delusional. He's Still talking about Charging me. Duane's Still treating Black Fighters and Girls like shit. Why didn't I see it Dom? I went with my Manager like you said. I Tried to lay out the Rules Dom...Duane is just so difficult right now.

Can I see you tonight? Forget a shower. Maybe we can just lie around in the Bath or something? Duane really pissed me off. Maybe you can rub the Stress out of me"

Go slow or hard, I don't care..." Dillashaw said.

"Umm...Hi..." A woman's voice came from the end of the line.

"Who are you? Does Dom have a Girl-friend?" Dillashaw asked, really confused.

"No, but He does have a Mother. Hi...I'm..."

"Shit!" Dillashaw shouted,. He quickly ended the call and kicked himself for even calling Dom this early. He should have waited until he knew it was Dom on the line. Now Dom was going to go crazy at him.

Did she know or not?

Dillashaw had enough problems. He didn't want Dominick to have family problems because of him. He had to see Dominick to explain everything.

Dillashaw could usually talk his way out of anything...

But had Dillashaw just Outed Dominick Cruz to his Mother?...