AN: Ok. I know. Long delay but it couldn't be helped. Also, I'll admit that I haven't been updating because I got distracted. You see, I was browsing the wonderful world that is YOUTUBE one day and came across several wrestling slash videos. I was excited and began watching a few of them until I made a shocking discovery. There were no ShawnCena videos on YOUTUBE. There were more Adam/Shawn than anything else and I was just like, SERIOUSLY? That did NOT sit well with me. So...just like I did on here, I had to fix the problem. Therefor I made not one or two but THREE ShawnCena slash videos. Bwahahahaha If you wanna watch them, go to YOUTUBE and type 'ShawnCena'. Rate. Comment. Add me as well. Anyway, I know that's not really an excuse but I had to make sure people knew how wonderful ShawnCena can be. Alright. Now the story continues...

Monday night's Raw went better than they expected. Shawn did his thing by winning his match and letting the fans know that he would be triumphant in winning the rumble. Cena and Batista did as planned by beating the hell out of RatedRKO. Mark popped out of nowhere warning Cena, Lashley and Dave that one of them would answer to The Phenom at Mania. When Raw finally went off the air, the guys headed to the locker rooms to shower, change, and discuss the night's events.

Shawn however, decided to sneak and leave the arena immediately. He had enjoyed himself that night and the cheers from the crowd had taken his mind off of his problems but as soon as he started towards the locker rooms, he saw Cena and Dave sitting outside the door in deep conversation. Cena was half dressed, his beautifully sculpted chest wet with perspiration. Shawn shook his head and hurried past them hoping that they wouldn't notice but they did. He felt someone grab his arm and he stopped. Cena walked in front of him and just stared at him.

"What?" Shawn asked.

"Leaving your partner without saying goodbye?"

"We're not partners yet," he grumbled.

"No, but it's unlike you to leave without saying goodbye."

"I…just got a lot on my mind and I need to get out of here."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I'd rather not now if you'll excuse me…" Shawn hurried past Cena raking a hand through his wet hair. He needed to get away. His mind was running wild and his body was acting strangely. Ever since the sauna incident and his encounters with both John's, he wasn't the same anymore and it was driving him crazy.

"Shawn wait!" Cena cast Dave a pleading look before running out the door after Shawn. Shawn was halfway across the parking lot when Cena finally caught up to him. He grabbed Shawn's hand jerking him around forcing him to face him.

"Leave me alone Cena. I'm tired and I'm ready to get out of here."

"I'm sorry but…I just…you never leave here without saying goodbye to everyone and since it's so unlike you to just leave, it worried me."

"Worried?"

"Yes worried. I was worried about you."

"Well don't. I'm fine," he snapped.

"You don't sound fine," Cena challenged.

"Look boy, I don't want or need anyone to look out for me. I'm fine and…"

"Why is it so hard for you to believe that people actually care about you?"

"I…"

"You know what? Don't answer that." He took a few steps towards Shawn until their bodies were just barely touching. "I care about you Shawn and when you're not yourself, I worry. When you're having a bad day, I want to make you smile. When you're tense before a match, I want to ease your tension and when you're standing before me looking me square in the eye with those beautiful blue eyes of yours, I just want to wrap my arms around you and kiss you like you've never been kissed before." Shawn just stood there staring at Cena. He had been rendered speechless. He had no idea what to make of Cena's speech yet for some reason, it turned him on. His heart began pounding furiously like it was going to beat out of his chest. This kid…He can't be serious can he?

"Cena wait. Don't…don't say things like that. You're just confused. You think you care because I'm supposedly your idol and I appreciate that but…don't let that feeling confuse you. We haven't known each other long enough for you to…"

"But I feel like I've known you all my life," he grinned.

"That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard," he snapped. He was now starting to get frustrated with the kid but Cena wasn't giving up just yet, and that only pissed him off even more.

"I know," he laughed. "But I don't care. Whatever it takes to get you to love me."

"Love you? How can I love someone I don't even like?"

Cena answered by taking another step forward and pressing his lips to Shawn's. He pulled the handsome blonde into his embrace kissing him slowly and taking in every delicious second of the kiss. Shawn felt himself giving in as Cena deepened the kiss sending his body into shock. Shawn's arms instinctively wrapped themselves around him and he let Cena take control. Cena's hands slid down the small of his back and brought his body closer to his own letting Shawn feel his arousal against his thigh.

"Mhn…Cena don't…"

"I want you so bad Shawn. This is what you do to me," he whispered, burying his face in Shawn's neck. Shawn forced himself to snap out of it and pushed Cena away. He glared at the younger man with fury.

"But you're not even gay!"

"I would be for you." And at that, Shawn just turned and walked off. He is really tripping tonight…

"Good night John. I'm leaving."

"Shawn wait…"

"Nope. Good night. I'll see you on Sunday." Shawn waved his hand hurrying to his car and in the next instant Cena was watching him drive off into the night.

"Damn," he muttered. I have got to learn to keep my mouth shut sometimes…With a sigh, Cena headed back inside the arena. When he reached the locker rooms, Dave was sitting outside the door waiting with a smile on his face. "What?" Cena grumbled.

"Don't what me. You know what I want. How's Shawn?"

"Stubborn as ever." He sat down on the bench next to Dave and sighed. "I don't…know what to do Dave. I mean, I like him and I know that I shouldn't but every time I see him I just want to hold him and let everyone know he's mine. But Shawn's so…he's not wanting a relationship because of…well he won't talk about it and it's frustrating the hell out of me because I'm losing all my pride here shamefully lusting after a man. I'm not gay but I just told him that I loved him. I'm not gay, but I kissed a man just now and got a major hard on. Again, I am not gay, but if Shawn told me that he loved me I'd shout to the heavens that I'm gay and make love to him like I dream about doing every night." There was a brief moment of awkward silence before Dave started snickering.

"Wow man. Just…wow."

"Don't laugh man. I know I'm being a big baby about this."

"Naa man. It's cool. I just…I never expected you to pour your heart out. Man…you got it bad don't you?"

"I guess so and you know what? It's Vince's fault. If he never would have put Shawn in the main event then we would not have spent so much time together this past week. That day in the sauna was when it hit me. Well…maybe it was that day in the shower but…"

"Whoa, hey. Slow down. Shower?"

"Uh…yeah. We uh…I kind of kissed him one day in the shower and that's when I started having the dreams."

"Uh huh. And what else happened in the shower?"

"Nothing but Mark walked in hollering for Shawn, but I believe in my heart that I would have taken him that day if we hadn't been interrupted. I just know it and that's what's driving me crazy! Shawn's body responded and he kissed me back so…so why can't he just let me be with him?!" Cena kicked a nearby bottle up the hall making Dave jump.

"Hey…not so loud. You want Adam or Randy to hear?"

"Too late for that." Randy came out of the locker room with a big grin on his face.

"Oh fuck me," Cena mumbled.

"I would but…it just wouldn't be right if you get my drift. Besides, you're only interested in fucking Shawn…or being fucked by him. Which is it?"

"Man I could just…" Cena lunged at Randy but he smiled taking a step back.

"I'm just kidding kid. Sheesh. Besides, I want to fuck Shawn too. His tight little ass and that long beautiful hair…I understand your pain, but um…you're going to have a hard time doing that since you're not gay."

"Fuck off," Dave growled. "Can't you see he's having a hard time with it tonight? Everyone's not all thrilled once they realize that they're gay."

"I'M NOT…never mind," Cena mumbled. He placed his face in the palm of his hands and sighed. Why me? Why is this happening to me? Oh but things were about to get worse.

"Hey John? Johnny!" Oh no… Cena looked up to see Maria running towards him. Randy and Dave cast each other knowing glances before pretending to be engaged in conversation. They talked in low voices so that they could hear what Cena and Maria were discussing.

"Maria! Uh…hey. What's…going on?" he asked. She ran up to him pulling him into a hug.

"Oh John I've missed you! You haven't called me in forever," she wined playfully.

"Oh well…I'm sorry baby girl. I just…I've been getting ready for Mania by training extra hard and then I've been keeping to Vince's crazy schedule. Been doing late night appearances and…it's just been crazy," he lied.

"Aw I'm sorry sweetie. I guess I shouldn't complain though since you are the champ," she beamed. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his in a soft, sultry kiss. John hesitated to kiss her back but he did, trying to convince himself that he loved it. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back, tongue and all. At that exact moment Shawn walked by. He glanced over at them briefly before continuing on by.

"Shawn! Hey buddy! I thought you were gone for the night?" Randy asked loudly. Cena's heart stopped and he opened his eyes pushing Maria away. He looked over towards Dave and Randy's corner. Sure enough, there was Shawn standing there talking with them. Oh fuck.

"Cena? Sweetie what's wrong?" she asked. She looked completely taken back and confused at the same time.

"Uh…baby girl. I just remembered that I still have a cold. I can't have my favorite diva getting sick," he lied…again.

"Aw, you are so sweet." She kissed his cheek and stood to her feet. "I'll see you after the Rumble next week, K? Bie!" She hurried away happily and met up with Victoria. As the two women chattered away happily down the hall, their voices echoing with every step, Cena just sat their feeling sick to his stomach. He looked over at Randy, who was still in deep conversation with Shawn, but he managed to get Dave's eye. Dave only shook his head at him tragically. Dammit! When am I going to catch a break?! Cena threw his hands up in defeat and hurried inside the locker room slamming the door shut behind him causing Dave to jump.

"What's his problem?" Randy asked.

"Um…" He glanced over at Shawn waiting for an answer but he only shrugged.

"Don't look at me. I haven't done anything. Well listen you two. I gotta run. It's late. I'm tired and my head's pounding."

"Next time don't run out of here like a convict," Randy grinned. "Maybe you won't forget your belongings."

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled. He took a deep breath and headed inside the locker room. He had forgotten his bags and the room key to his hotel room was inside the bag. He was in such a hurry to get away from Morrison and Cena that he'd completely forgotten about his belongings. He looked around the room aimlessly for it but he didn't see it. He walked around to the back of the locker room near the shower but still no bag. What did I…?

"Looking for this." Shawn quickly turned to see Cena holding his bag at his side.

"Uh…yeah. Thanks." He took the bag from Cena and forced a smile. "Well…uh…see you next week."

"Shawn…don't…please don't go," he said softly. Shawn reluctantly turned to face Cena. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that he said please or if it was the sadness he heard in his voice. Either way, he reluctantly obliged knowing full well how angry he'd be later for staying.

"Cena look. I…we've already had this conversation…several times in fact. Nothing's changed," he managed.

"I know but…I feel like I've betrayed you."

"Betrayed me? How?"

"Maria. I know you saw us kissing." Shawn just shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care.

"She's your girlfriend. It's your right to kiss her if you want."

"She's not my girlfriend Shawn. In fact, I don't even like her like that."

"Didn't look that way to me," he mumbled. Shawn averted his eyes to the floor after realizing what he just said. It was more or less a thought but he'd said it out loud like a dummy. Yeah, it did kind of bother him to see Cena making out with Maria but…

"Shawn, I'm sorry. I'll never kiss her again. The only person I want to kiss right now is you."

"Oh no. No, I'm…leaving. I don't care who you kiss but you're not kissing me again. You're in love with Maria so go kiss on her," he snapped. He hoisted his bag over his shoulder and hurried to the door but Cena was a step ahead of him. Since Shawn was carrying that heavy bag, Cena easily outstripped him to the door and stood in front of it blocking Shawn from exiting the room.

"Move Cena. I don't have time for this," he warned.

"I'm sorry but I can't let you leave. I want to know what you're feeling."

"Pissed now move!" he yelled.

"But why are you pissed?" Cena asked. "Was it me?"

"DAMMIT CENA! YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME HURT YOU!"

"Go ahead and hurt me but you're not leaving until you tell me what you're feeling." Shawn dropped his bag and grabbed Cena's arms in an attempt to move him out of the way but Cena only smirked as he grabbed Shawn pinning him against the wall.

"CENA!"

"I'm sorry Shawn, but I have to apologize to you for kissing Maria. Well…she kissed me but I shouldn't have kissed her back."

"I already told you that I don't care now let me…"

"I shouldn't have kissed her back when I know my heart belongs to another," he continued.

"CENA!"

"My heart belongs to you Shawn."

"Yeah well I don't want it," he grumbled.

"It's too late. I'm already head over heels for you and I am prepared to fight for you. Whatever it takes to make you mine. Shawn I…I really do think I love…"

"NO! STOP SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT!"

"NO! I WON'T STOP SAYING THESE THINGS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND YOU NEED TO HEAR IT! I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN YOU AND BRET BUT I'M NOT BRET DAMMIT!" At this Shawn's face suddenly drained of all color and he looked very sad all of a sudden. Cena just watched him, half sad himself for yelling at him like that.

"Shawn? I'm sorry. I just…" But Shawn wasn't listening. He'd closed his eyes and was fighting back tears. Cena loosened his grip on the older man and when he did, Shawn just slid down the door to the floor, tears streaming down his face. Cena's heart literally sank at the sight and he wanted to just go crawl in a hole. "Oh…God Shawn I…"

"Why'd you have to go there Cena?" he choked.

"Shawn…I just…"

"I loved him so much…so, so much and he just…up and left me without an explanation. It hurt…it hurt so bad and it still hurts," he choked. Cena sat down on the floor next to Shawn and put his arm around him.

"I'm sorry he hurt you Shawn. I know it hurts…to love someone and then have them betray you like that but…I'm not that kind of guy Shawn. I could never hurt you like that. You're just too precious to me…and beautiful." Shawn wiped his eyes shaking his head.

"I'm…sorry for acting this way, but every year I get the same way on this day. I try not to let it bother me but…today, this date, is the day Bret left me. I told myself this morning that I would get on with my day and not think about him but…I can't help it because a part of me still loves him."

"But that doesn't mean you can't love someone else as well."

"Cena…"

"Look Shawn, no one will ever be able to replace Bret. I get that, but could you at least try to care about someone else?" Cena's gaze was very intense and sincere causing Shawn to blush.

"I…I have to go." He quickly stood to his feet and grabbed his bag.

"Shawn…"

"Good night," he muttered before hurrying out the door. A second later Dave entered the locker room to find Cena standing with his face to the wall.

"Cena?"

"Shawn…is…so…stubborn!" he grumbled.

"Uh…that or you're ridiculously horny and mad because he won't sleep with you."

"Don't joke!" he snapped.

"Ok. Fine. Sorry. I just…Shawn ran out of here in tears and I thought…"

"He's still crying?" Cena asked, cutting him off.

"Yeah but…"

"I gotta go to him," Cena said quickly. He went to his locker to get his things and quickly started for the door.

"You got it bad," Dave chuckled.

"Yeah I know but…"

"Go get your man," Dave grinned. "And don't come back without him."

"I don't plan on it," he grinned before rushing out the door. Shawn…you won't be alone tonight. I'm coming for you…

AN: Yeah well I know. Shawn's stubborn but that is to be expected. Will he and Cena make it? No idea as of yet LOL