A/N: Yeah!!! Keep those reviews coming, peeps! Okay, Debzie, I HAVE been
thinking of what you said. I'll try to come out with a plot but now, it's
flirting first. Don't worry, your suggestion has been given consideration!
Jeff woke up the next morning, his body aching all over, and his face feeling a little numb. He remembered vaguely what'd happened last night. Someone, Naomi's ex-boyfriend, had beaten him up badly. He winced as he touched the cut on his upper lip. Well, at least the girl had the grace to help him clean the wound her ex-boyfriend had did to him. He got out of bed, realizing that he needed to talk to Naomi about last night. He showered, got dressed and went to touch up anything he needed (and I don't mean makeup). He walked over to the opposite room and opened the door, poking his head in.
"Nami, are you-?" he stopped when he saw what he saw. There was a shrill scream and he closed the door immediately, blushing furiously. A minute later, a furious-looking brunette opened the door, fuming.
"What did you want, Hardy?" she said through clenched teeth.
"I, uh, never mind it," he stammered, frightened slightly from her angry look. She growled and slammed the door right in his face.
"Whoa! What did you do till she's all angry?" an amused voice said somewhere to his right. Jay was looking at him, an amused expression on his usual handsome face. Jeff scowled at him and stormed off to the lift, earning looks from everyone nearby.
"Jeff, did something happened between you and Nami?" a curious Terri asked him.
"No! I mean, nothing happened between us, Terri! And you know that!" Jeff said harshly. Terri looked highly offended and backed away, hurt. When the lift finally came, he went in, fuming a little and waited till it reached the lobby. He was the one to get out first.
"Hey Jeff, wanna join us?" he heard a familiar voice calling him from outside a café. He looked curiously. Chris Irvine was sitting with Stacy, Andrew, Lisa Marie and Darren (William Regal). Jeff walked over and sat down next to Lisa Marie, who smiled a little seductively at him (and also freaking him out).
"Where's your little shadow, Naomi?" Lisa asked snidely.
"She, ah, wanted to go and eat breakfast with Trish," Jeff answered hurriedly while racking his brains for some excuse.
"Really? Why is that? Don't tell me you broke up with her?" Lisa continued, running her hand up Jeff's arm.
"Uh, well, Lisa, we never were a couple and uh, I didn't break up with her. But please keep your hands to yourself," Jeff said politely. Lisa pouted and leaned back in her chair.
"So Jeff, where IS your lil' shadow?" Chris asked, stirring his coffee.
"Long story, Irvine. And it had no happy ending whatsoever," Jeff said.
In truth, he intended to tell Chris later since Lisa WAS listening very closely. Chris shot him a What-happened-back-there look and Jeff replied it with I'll-tell-you-later and Chris nodded, sipping his coffee. Jeff heard feminine laughter coming from the sliding doors of the hotel and looked up. Naomi was walking with Trish in the direction the group was sitting. Jeff managed to make eye contact with the brunette but she looked away as soon as he did. The expression on her beautiful face was hard to read but it remained always the same.
"Hey guys!" Trish called from where she was. Jeff watched as Naomi leaned over to Trish and whispered something in her ear. Trish nodded and looked at Jeff briefly before turning to Chris.
"Heya Trish! Wanna sit with us?" Chris asked.
"Nah, no thanks, me and Nami are going to sit somewhere else, okay? See you guys around!" Trish said and left with Naomi.
"Stupid bitch," Jeff heard Lisa mutter as she looked at Naomi. He managed to catch Naomi's hand but the girl wrenched it away.
"Damn! Something did happen between you two, didn't it?" Andrew said quietly to Jeff. The man only grimaced. Andrew smiled and put his arm around Stacy's shoulders.
"If you want her, just prove it to her and it'd be done," Andrew advised and went to say something to Stacy. Jeff's gaze flickered to Naomi, who seemed to be contented being with Trish. Maybe, just maybe, Jeff could get Naomi to forgive him.
"Hey Jeff, maybe you'd like to come over to my room for some fun?" Lisa whispered in his ear sultrily. Jeff's eyes furrowed as he thought. What the hell, if Naomi wouldn't forgive him, maybe a fling with Lisa couldn't hurt.
"Hey guys, I'm going with Lisa. See ya around," Jeff said, getting up.
Lisa clutched his arm and smiled at the gang before leaving with him. Jeff took one last look at Naomi but she was talking intently with Trish. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Trish caught him and nudged Naomi. The girl looked and her jaw hung open a little. Jeff could see the hurt look flash in her eyes but she remained defiant and ignored him. Jeff went on with Lisa, determined to make Naomi pay for hurting him just because he walked in on her when she was dressing.
"Say, Jeff, what's the deal with you and Nami? I've never seen you two NOT together. I mean, you two are Team 2Xtreme! Have you been to ask Stephanie and the website people? They have emails asking why you and Naomi aren't together in a storyline. What's the deal?" Lisa demanded once they were out of earshot. Sighing heavily, Jeff went and told Lisa the whole story about the walk-in.
"She was mad at me for that. I mean that was so immature, don't you think?!" Jeff fumed and looked at Lisa. She was looking at him oddly.
"Well, any girl would be pissed, don't you think? Go apologize, I'm sure she'd give you a second chance. Meanwhile, let's have some fun!" Lisa dragged him to the lift. Jeff sighed and followed her.
Naomi tried hard to concentrate what Trish was talking about but her mind kept drifting to Jeff and Lisa. She saw the way Lisa had looked at her and how pained Jeff was when she just walked past him. Sure, he'd tried to stop her but she didn't know WHY she'd wrenched her arm away.
"Nami? Nami, Nami!" Trish said loudly in her ear. Naomi jolted back to reality and brushed back her hair.
"What, Trish?" she asked irritably. Trish had a sly smile plastered to her lips.
"You like him, don't you?" she asked slyly. Naomi blinked thrice. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"I like who!? Excuse me? Are you outta your mind?!" she almost yelled. Trish still had that smile on.
"You heard me. I think you like Jeff Hardy," she said again slowly. Naomi sighed, rubbing her temple.
"Trish, I do NOT like that man. Not now, not then, not never. Okay? We're just on-screen friends and off-screen now-enemies. Keep it short, I don't like and never will love Jeff Hardy," Naomi shook her head.
"But he does, can't you see? I've seen the way he acts, looks and talks around you. Why can't you see that?" Trish said, almost pleadingly. Naomi looked at her friend from across the table, her ice blue eyes softening as she made firm contact with the blond Canadian Diva.
"Listen to me, Trish. To me, he's just a friend whom I warm up to, go when I need comfort or cry onto his shoulder when I'm feeling sad. He's just a friend. I'm too young for love, Trish. I'm still 19, one year past being an adult. Look, I-," she tried to continue but Trish interrupted her.
"Nami, listen, when I met Chris Irvine, I thought he was the stuck up snob he was in his matches. What self-proclaimed King of the World? Then, we became friends. I used to think the same way as you did Nami. But then, I realized my feelings for him deepened and so did his. And here we are now! Really, Nami, you should consider it," Trish said.
"I'll think about it, Trish," Naomi replied in a case-closed tone as the waiter got their orders. The two ate in silence but Naomi kept thinking about what Trish had said. Maybe the blond was right. After all, she was older than Naomi and knew lots about love.
"Okay people, time to take off," Eric came to the café, looking smug. Trish got up first and Naomi followed suit.
"Man, thank God we're going at last. I wouldn't want to stay here anymore," Chris remarked a little too loudly. Trish glared at him but it wasn't too much of a harsh glare.
"Oh please," Naomi groaned and walked off, determined NOT to see some smooching.
"I'll meet you at the front, Eric. I need to grab some stuff before leaving," she told the RAW GM before disappearing.
Trish looked as Naomi disappeared somewhere behind the hotel. What did Naomi had to grab before leaving? It seemed very peculiar so the blond Canadian diva went back to her room quickly. But, on her way there, she could hear mumbling coming from Jeff's room. It must be Lisa Marie and Jeff smooching and making out vividly. Trish shuddered. Personally, she though Jeff would look great with Naomi. Anyway, she grabbed her stuff and went to Naomi's room, settling herself on the bed while waiting for Naomi to come back. The girl did come back but surprisingly, Trish could hear her humming a sweet and happy tune outside the door.
"So, why are you so happy?" Trish asked the minute the girl got inside the room. There was silence and a short shriek before Naomi switched on the lights.
"Patricia Anne Stratigias!!! You scared the hell outta me!!" The young girl exclaimed. Trish pretended to be offended.
"Hey!! Don't call me by my real name! It's offensive! Anyways, where were you?" Trish asked, changing the subject abruptly. Naomi suddenly had this very mischievous grin on her face and Trish could now see the crimson red flush coming to her cheeks.
"I, uh, just, um, went out for a walk and, uh, talked to a, um, good friend," she mumbled, her face going red.
"It didn't seem like a good friend, did he? What happened?" Trish asked, raising an eyebrow. Naomi blushed again.
"Well, uh, Derrick and I had, uh, a little fun. I told him that I was leaving Canada and that he can go back to New York to see me again. But, you won't tell anyone, right?" Naomi fidgeted. Trish giggled.
"Of course not! So, Derrick is your new boyfriend?" she asked. Naomi nodded slowly.
"Kinda, we met just a couple of days ago. I thought I'd move on since Denny," Naomi said, shrugging and dumping her stuff into two 'Nike' slingbags.
"Wow! Did you hear anything when you passed by Jeff's room?" Trish asked curiously.
"No, is it something you want me to hear? No, wait a minute, don't tell me. I know what it is," Naomi shook her head and zipped up her bag.
"Ok, girl, let's go! Eric gave us three minutes," Trish said, grinning.
"Tell me you didn't just say that!" Naomi giggled.
"Oh? Quoting Booker now?" Trish said in a mock angry tone. The two girls laughed and, coincidentally, Jeff's room door opened and Lisa and Jeff came out, looking very contented. Unfortunately, Jeff saw Naomi and he just stared at her, gaping slightly. The young brunette missed Jeff's look but was staring daggers at Lisa, who looked triumphant.
"C'mon Trish, let's go," Naomi said through gritted teeth and walked off, fuming. Trish could see Lisa looking at Naomi with a smug look on her face as she rested her head on Jeff's shoulder. Trish turned her heel and stalked off, following Naomi.
"Damn that wretch! She just wanted to rub it in! Fucking bitch!" Naomi punched the door of the lift. The two women were already in the lift and thankfully, alone.
"Hey, just be cool! If you're angry, she'll rub it in even more!" Trish advised. Naomi gave a frustrated sigh and leaned back against the cold steel wall of the lift.
"I guess you're right. C'mon," she said as the doors opened at the ground level. Most of the wrestlers were sitting at the comfy sofas in the lobby or depositing their card keys.
"Here, I'll help you deposit your keys. You go and sit down, ok?" Naomi said to Trish, who nodded, gave the girl her card key and sat next to Mark Lomonica and his younger brother. Naomi gave the receptionist a small smile as she deposited the keys.
"Here, two card keys for me and my girl friend," a deep familiar voice with a hint of Southern accent said right beside her. Naomi tried hard not to look but she couldn't resist it. She found herself looking into deep hazel eyes. Finally, she managed to break the spell away and got her receipt back.
"Thanks," she mumbled, determined to get away. She could feel eyes boring into her back but she didn't care. Anything to get away from that multi- colored freak and the slimy no-fashion-sense bitch.
When she got onto the bus, Trish was, unfortunately, sitting next to Chris so she had no choice but to sit alone this time. And, as luck would have it, Jeff amazingly had to sit beside her because Nora wanted to chat with Lisa Marie and there was no empty seat left. The brunette sighed heavily and looked out of the window.
"Na-Nami?!" Jeff exclaimed.
"The one and only," she replied.
"I'm sorry, girl! I mean, I didn't know you were there! I'm just-," he babbled.
"Just sit, no one's flaming ya for it. Besides, you don't want Eric to go after your blood for not following the rules?" she asked, interrupting him.
"Oh, okay, well, thanks," he said, finally sitting down.
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Jeff woke up the next morning, his body aching all over, and his face feeling a little numb. He remembered vaguely what'd happened last night. Someone, Naomi's ex-boyfriend, had beaten him up badly. He winced as he touched the cut on his upper lip. Well, at least the girl had the grace to help him clean the wound her ex-boyfriend had did to him. He got out of bed, realizing that he needed to talk to Naomi about last night. He showered, got dressed and went to touch up anything he needed (and I don't mean makeup). He walked over to the opposite room and opened the door, poking his head in.
"Nami, are you-?" he stopped when he saw what he saw. There was a shrill scream and he closed the door immediately, blushing furiously. A minute later, a furious-looking brunette opened the door, fuming.
"What did you want, Hardy?" she said through clenched teeth.
"I, uh, never mind it," he stammered, frightened slightly from her angry look. She growled and slammed the door right in his face.
"Whoa! What did you do till she's all angry?" an amused voice said somewhere to his right. Jay was looking at him, an amused expression on his usual handsome face. Jeff scowled at him and stormed off to the lift, earning looks from everyone nearby.
"Jeff, did something happened between you and Nami?" a curious Terri asked him.
"No! I mean, nothing happened between us, Terri! And you know that!" Jeff said harshly. Terri looked highly offended and backed away, hurt. When the lift finally came, he went in, fuming a little and waited till it reached the lobby. He was the one to get out first.
"Hey Jeff, wanna join us?" he heard a familiar voice calling him from outside a café. He looked curiously. Chris Irvine was sitting with Stacy, Andrew, Lisa Marie and Darren (William Regal). Jeff walked over and sat down next to Lisa Marie, who smiled a little seductively at him (and also freaking him out).
"Where's your little shadow, Naomi?" Lisa asked snidely.
"She, ah, wanted to go and eat breakfast with Trish," Jeff answered hurriedly while racking his brains for some excuse.
"Really? Why is that? Don't tell me you broke up with her?" Lisa continued, running her hand up Jeff's arm.
"Uh, well, Lisa, we never were a couple and uh, I didn't break up with her. But please keep your hands to yourself," Jeff said politely. Lisa pouted and leaned back in her chair.
"So Jeff, where IS your lil' shadow?" Chris asked, stirring his coffee.
"Long story, Irvine. And it had no happy ending whatsoever," Jeff said.
In truth, he intended to tell Chris later since Lisa WAS listening very closely. Chris shot him a What-happened-back-there look and Jeff replied it with I'll-tell-you-later and Chris nodded, sipping his coffee. Jeff heard feminine laughter coming from the sliding doors of the hotel and looked up. Naomi was walking with Trish in the direction the group was sitting. Jeff managed to make eye contact with the brunette but she looked away as soon as he did. The expression on her beautiful face was hard to read but it remained always the same.
"Hey guys!" Trish called from where she was. Jeff watched as Naomi leaned over to Trish and whispered something in her ear. Trish nodded and looked at Jeff briefly before turning to Chris.
"Heya Trish! Wanna sit with us?" Chris asked.
"Nah, no thanks, me and Nami are going to sit somewhere else, okay? See you guys around!" Trish said and left with Naomi.
"Stupid bitch," Jeff heard Lisa mutter as she looked at Naomi. He managed to catch Naomi's hand but the girl wrenched it away.
"Damn! Something did happen between you two, didn't it?" Andrew said quietly to Jeff. The man only grimaced. Andrew smiled and put his arm around Stacy's shoulders.
"If you want her, just prove it to her and it'd be done," Andrew advised and went to say something to Stacy. Jeff's gaze flickered to Naomi, who seemed to be contented being with Trish. Maybe, just maybe, Jeff could get Naomi to forgive him.
"Hey Jeff, maybe you'd like to come over to my room for some fun?" Lisa whispered in his ear sultrily. Jeff's eyes furrowed as he thought. What the hell, if Naomi wouldn't forgive him, maybe a fling with Lisa couldn't hurt.
"Hey guys, I'm going with Lisa. See ya around," Jeff said, getting up.
Lisa clutched his arm and smiled at the gang before leaving with him. Jeff took one last look at Naomi but she was talking intently with Trish. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Trish caught him and nudged Naomi. The girl looked and her jaw hung open a little. Jeff could see the hurt look flash in her eyes but she remained defiant and ignored him. Jeff went on with Lisa, determined to make Naomi pay for hurting him just because he walked in on her when she was dressing.
"Say, Jeff, what's the deal with you and Nami? I've never seen you two NOT together. I mean, you two are Team 2Xtreme! Have you been to ask Stephanie and the website people? They have emails asking why you and Naomi aren't together in a storyline. What's the deal?" Lisa demanded once they were out of earshot. Sighing heavily, Jeff went and told Lisa the whole story about the walk-in.
"She was mad at me for that. I mean that was so immature, don't you think?!" Jeff fumed and looked at Lisa. She was looking at him oddly.
"Well, any girl would be pissed, don't you think? Go apologize, I'm sure she'd give you a second chance. Meanwhile, let's have some fun!" Lisa dragged him to the lift. Jeff sighed and followed her.
Naomi tried hard to concentrate what Trish was talking about but her mind kept drifting to Jeff and Lisa. She saw the way Lisa had looked at her and how pained Jeff was when she just walked past him. Sure, he'd tried to stop her but she didn't know WHY she'd wrenched her arm away.
"Nami? Nami, Nami!" Trish said loudly in her ear. Naomi jolted back to reality and brushed back her hair.
"What, Trish?" she asked irritably. Trish had a sly smile plastered to her lips.
"You like him, don't you?" she asked slyly. Naomi blinked thrice. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"I like who!? Excuse me? Are you outta your mind?!" she almost yelled. Trish still had that smile on.
"You heard me. I think you like Jeff Hardy," she said again slowly. Naomi sighed, rubbing her temple.
"Trish, I do NOT like that man. Not now, not then, not never. Okay? We're just on-screen friends and off-screen now-enemies. Keep it short, I don't like and never will love Jeff Hardy," Naomi shook her head.
"But he does, can't you see? I've seen the way he acts, looks and talks around you. Why can't you see that?" Trish said, almost pleadingly. Naomi looked at her friend from across the table, her ice blue eyes softening as she made firm contact with the blond Canadian Diva.
"Listen to me, Trish. To me, he's just a friend whom I warm up to, go when I need comfort or cry onto his shoulder when I'm feeling sad. He's just a friend. I'm too young for love, Trish. I'm still 19, one year past being an adult. Look, I-," she tried to continue but Trish interrupted her.
"Nami, listen, when I met Chris Irvine, I thought he was the stuck up snob he was in his matches. What self-proclaimed King of the World? Then, we became friends. I used to think the same way as you did Nami. But then, I realized my feelings for him deepened and so did his. And here we are now! Really, Nami, you should consider it," Trish said.
"I'll think about it, Trish," Naomi replied in a case-closed tone as the waiter got their orders. The two ate in silence but Naomi kept thinking about what Trish had said. Maybe the blond was right. After all, she was older than Naomi and knew lots about love.
"Okay people, time to take off," Eric came to the café, looking smug. Trish got up first and Naomi followed suit.
"Man, thank God we're going at last. I wouldn't want to stay here anymore," Chris remarked a little too loudly. Trish glared at him but it wasn't too much of a harsh glare.
"Oh please," Naomi groaned and walked off, determined NOT to see some smooching.
"I'll meet you at the front, Eric. I need to grab some stuff before leaving," she told the RAW GM before disappearing.
Trish looked as Naomi disappeared somewhere behind the hotel. What did Naomi had to grab before leaving? It seemed very peculiar so the blond Canadian diva went back to her room quickly. But, on her way there, she could hear mumbling coming from Jeff's room. It must be Lisa Marie and Jeff smooching and making out vividly. Trish shuddered. Personally, she though Jeff would look great with Naomi. Anyway, she grabbed her stuff and went to Naomi's room, settling herself on the bed while waiting for Naomi to come back. The girl did come back but surprisingly, Trish could hear her humming a sweet and happy tune outside the door.
"So, why are you so happy?" Trish asked the minute the girl got inside the room. There was silence and a short shriek before Naomi switched on the lights.
"Patricia Anne Stratigias!!! You scared the hell outta me!!" The young girl exclaimed. Trish pretended to be offended.
"Hey!! Don't call me by my real name! It's offensive! Anyways, where were you?" Trish asked, changing the subject abruptly. Naomi suddenly had this very mischievous grin on her face and Trish could now see the crimson red flush coming to her cheeks.
"I, uh, just, um, went out for a walk and, uh, talked to a, um, good friend," she mumbled, her face going red.
"It didn't seem like a good friend, did he? What happened?" Trish asked, raising an eyebrow. Naomi blushed again.
"Well, uh, Derrick and I had, uh, a little fun. I told him that I was leaving Canada and that he can go back to New York to see me again. But, you won't tell anyone, right?" Naomi fidgeted. Trish giggled.
"Of course not! So, Derrick is your new boyfriend?" she asked. Naomi nodded slowly.
"Kinda, we met just a couple of days ago. I thought I'd move on since Denny," Naomi said, shrugging and dumping her stuff into two 'Nike' slingbags.
"Wow! Did you hear anything when you passed by Jeff's room?" Trish asked curiously.
"No, is it something you want me to hear? No, wait a minute, don't tell me. I know what it is," Naomi shook her head and zipped up her bag.
"Ok, girl, let's go! Eric gave us three minutes," Trish said, grinning.
"Tell me you didn't just say that!" Naomi giggled.
"Oh? Quoting Booker now?" Trish said in a mock angry tone. The two girls laughed and, coincidentally, Jeff's room door opened and Lisa and Jeff came out, looking very contented. Unfortunately, Jeff saw Naomi and he just stared at her, gaping slightly. The young brunette missed Jeff's look but was staring daggers at Lisa, who looked triumphant.
"C'mon Trish, let's go," Naomi said through gritted teeth and walked off, fuming. Trish could see Lisa looking at Naomi with a smug look on her face as she rested her head on Jeff's shoulder. Trish turned her heel and stalked off, following Naomi.
"Damn that wretch! She just wanted to rub it in! Fucking bitch!" Naomi punched the door of the lift. The two women were already in the lift and thankfully, alone.
"Hey, just be cool! If you're angry, she'll rub it in even more!" Trish advised. Naomi gave a frustrated sigh and leaned back against the cold steel wall of the lift.
"I guess you're right. C'mon," she said as the doors opened at the ground level. Most of the wrestlers were sitting at the comfy sofas in the lobby or depositing their card keys.
"Here, I'll help you deposit your keys. You go and sit down, ok?" Naomi said to Trish, who nodded, gave the girl her card key and sat next to Mark Lomonica and his younger brother. Naomi gave the receptionist a small smile as she deposited the keys.
"Here, two card keys for me and my girl friend," a deep familiar voice with a hint of Southern accent said right beside her. Naomi tried hard not to look but she couldn't resist it. She found herself looking into deep hazel eyes. Finally, she managed to break the spell away and got her receipt back.
"Thanks," she mumbled, determined to get away. She could feel eyes boring into her back but she didn't care. Anything to get away from that multi- colored freak and the slimy no-fashion-sense bitch.
When she got onto the bus, Trish was, unfortunately, sitting next to Chris so she had no choice but to sit alone this time. And, as luck would have it, Jeff amazingly had to sit beside her because Nora wanted to chat with Lisa Marie and there was no empty seat left. The brunette sighed heavily and looked out of the window.
"Na-Nami?!" Jeff exclaimed.
"The one and only," she replied.
"I'm sorry, girl! I mean, I didn't know you were there! I'm just-," he babbled.
"Just sit, no one's flaming ya for it. Besides, you don't want Eric to go after your blood for not following the rules?" she asked, interrupting him.
"Oh, okay, well, thanks," he said, finally sitting down.
A/N: Wow! That was wild! Ok, the title actually means what the crap I'm writing about. See? Anyway, I hope it didn't sucked. I need you peeps's help. Review with these:
Name:
Age:
Do you like the story so far:
Favorite character and pairing:
The pairing YOU want:
What you want to happen next:
Okies? Thanks you guys!!!