Title: Everything I Do
Author: Crimson Coin
Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Note: Humour me. The draft ended with a different one then exists in this story. And certain people are not injured, out of commission, or anything else one wants to call it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Absolutely Nothing. The WWE got them.
Spoilers: Unknown as of yet. But if you don't watch wrestling, you probably won't be reading this. So it doesn't really matter.
Summery: I'm really bad at these so let's just say there are wrestlers and outstanding situations that usually have them getting screwed. (Definition of screwed is also still pending.)
Rating: I have no clue. PG13 to R.it'll depend on my mood during the writing, although definitely R later. But should not be read by children, furry animals, The Jedi Council, or the Elderly, as it may invoke a heart attack; loss of the Force, Schwartz, hair, sanity.you get the picture.
TimeLine: It's specific, now. March 2003
Distribution: If ya want it, just ask.
Pointless rambling concluded.on with the story.
Her eyes fluttered open. She couldn't move. Trapped. Just like that night with...Lita pushed up from the chest she was being held against.
Jeff.
It was Jeff. She exhaled and settled back against him, his arms wrapping around her again as she positioned herself on top of him. It had to be almost dawn by now and she was still laying on him. She tried to roll off and to the side, but he held her tighter, not relinquishing his hold for anything. And Lita didn't really care. She shifted slightly, now laying more on the right side of his body. Her hand came up and gently played with the hair on his chest. Light. His hair is a light brown almost blonde. She'd forgotten that. His hair had been so many colors over the last few years; she'd forgotten he's a blonde.
She kissed his chest, softly so as not to wake him, then leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Lita knew she'd never have another chance plus she always wondered what his lips felt like. They were soft. And the scruff of his three day old facial hair that he loved.well she had to leave it at that or else he'd wake up to a definite surprise. She started to pull back, but he followed her, returning the kiss ever so slightly. When she pulled too far away he lay his head back down on the pillow. She couldn't believe he was still asleep.
She watched him a moment as his tongue slipped out to lick his own lips. He shifted his weight under her. "Mmmmm. Lita." He mumbled before stilling again.
Her eyes widened. He called her name. He was still sleeping and he spoke her name. A smile spread across Lita's face. She brought her hand up to play with his now blue hair, wrapping it around her finger then letting it slide back down to the pillow.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Lita jumped at the sound of the alarm. She reached a hand over and slapped the top, turning off the assaulting sound. She lay a moment then pushed off his chest to get up.
"Don't go."
She stopped at his voice, unsure if she heard him or thought she heard him.
"Just stay a little bit longer."
She smiled as she settled back against him, his arms wrapping around her again. "You know we have to leave early this morning to get to the next arena. Your brother insisted on driving."
Jeff grumbled; his eyes still closed. "But I haven't slept this well in a long time."
Lita slapped his chest, playfully. "That's great and all, but we still have to get up."
Jeff tightened his grip as he shook his head. "Nuh uh."
"Well now isn't this getting childish." She said as she tickled his abs. Jeff laughed and instinctively pulled his arms to his torso. "That's better." She rolled off to one side and stood. "Come on, you. Get up."
Jeff threw the covers off and stood, his pants hanging on his hips. "Damn, that feels good." He said as he reached into the air, stretching out his shoulders. A towel hit him in the back of the head. "Hey, what was that for?"
Lita smiled. "Alright, Frosty. Go take a shower."
LATER THAT DAY
The four had stopped at a restaurant on their way to Seattle, where Wrestlemania was going to be held. Matt and Trish sat close together while Lita and Jeff were laughing at a joke Jeff had just told. Trish got up from the table. "Hey, Li. Come to the bathroom with me?"
The redhead rolled her eyes. "Jeez, Trish. Every time you go to the bathroom it's like you want an audience or something. What is it, Emotional Support? Do you need a Standing Ovation?"
Trish smiled. "Yeah, that's it." The two laughed and walked away.
Matt noticed how his brother's eyes seemed to follow Lita until they were out of sight. The elder Hardy smiled. "Soooooooo"
Jeff attention snapped back to the other man. "So what?"
Matt shrugged, "Oh I don't know. I just figured."
"What? Figured what?" Jeff interrupted.
Matt stifled a laugh at his little brother's defensive attitude. "Well just the fact that you spent the night with the woman you're in love with. I just figured something happened."
Jeff leaned his arms on the table, letting his head drop. "Nothing happened. So there's nothing to wonder." He looked up meeting his brother's eyes and grinned. "And even if it did, I wouldn't tell you the color."
"Damn." Matt cursed. "Are you going to do something? Cuz I don't really wanna lose this bet. My money's on you, my friend."
Jeff shook his head. "Is that all you care about? Whether or not you can win the bet?"
"NO." his brother strongly said. "I know it's going to be you because that girl loves you. And Li is not the kind of girl to just sleep around."
Jeff looked up, blinked then looked down at the knife he was twirling in his hand. "What am I going to do?"
Matt leaned back in his chair, the legs tilting slightly. "You're going to tell her you're in love with her."
Jeff's eyes quickly met his brother's. "I can't do that. I can't tell her. And say what, huh? 'Hey, Ames. Nice match. That hurricanarana you landed was perfect. Oh by the way, I'm madly in love with you and the only reason that I wake up in the morning or even breathe is for you.' Is that what I should do?"
Matt laughed. "Yeah, sure. That works."
Jeff shook his head, then lowered it into his hand. "Easier said then done."
"Oh, no food yet." Trish said as she walked back to the table and sat next to Matt.
Lita took her seat next to Jeff. God, he looked terrible. What happened while they were gone? She looked over as Trish nudged Matt, her eyes silently asking the elder Hardy something. The man just shook his head. Trish frowned and Matt wrapped his arm around the little blonde. Lita looked back at the multi-colored male at her side. As if sensing her gaze on him, Jeff raised his head to look at her. She smiled at him and he returned the gesture before lowering his head back into his hands.
BRING ON THOSE DAMNED REVIEWS! They ROCK!
Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Note: Humour me. The draft ended with a different one then exists in this story. And certain people are not injured, out of commission, or anything else one wants to call it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Absolutely Nothing. The WWE got them.
Spoilers: Unknown as of yet. But if you don't watch wrestling, you probably won't be reading this. So it doesn't really matter.
Summery: I'm really bad at these so let's just say there are wrestlers and outstanding situations that usually have them getting screwed. (Definition of screwed is also still pending.)
Rating: I have no clue. PG13 to R.it'll depend on my mood during the writing, although definitely R later. But should not be read by children, furry animals, The Jedi Council, or the Elderly, as it may invoke a heart attack; loss of the Force, Schwartz, hair, sanity.you get the picture.
TimeLine: It's specific, now. March 2003
Distribution: If ya want it, just ask.
Pointless rambling concluded.on with the story.
Her eyes fluttered open. She couldn't move. Trapped. Just like that night with...Lita pushed up from the chest she was being held against.
Jeff.
It was Jeff. She exhaled and settled back against him, his arms wrapping around her again as she positioned herself on top of him. It had to be almost dawn by now and she was still laying on him. She tried to roll off and to the side, but he held her tighter, not relinquishing his hold for anything. And Lita didn't really care. She shifted slightly, now laying more on the right side of his body. Her hand came up and gently played with the hair on his chest. Light. His hair is a light brown almost blonde. She'd forgotten that. His hair had been so many colors over the last few years; she'd forgotten he's a blonde.
She kissed his chest, softly so as not to wake him, then leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Lita knew she'd never have another chance plus she always wondered what his lips felt like. They were soft. And the scruff of his three day old facial hair that he loved.well she had to leave it at that or else he'd wake up to a definite surprise. She started to pull back, but he followed her, returning the kiss ever so slightly. When she pulled too far away he lay his head back down on the pillow. She couldn't believe he was still asleep.
She watched him a moment as his tongue slipped out to lick his own lips. He shifted his weight under her. "Mmmmm. Lita." He mumbled before stilling again.
Her eyes widened. He called her name. He was still sleeping and he spoke her name. A smile spread across Lita's face. She brought her hand up to play with his now blue hair, wrapping it around her finger then letting it slide back down to the pillow.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Lita jumped at the sound of the alarm. She reached a hand over and slapped the top, turning off the assaulting sound. She lay a moment then pushed off his chest to get up.
"Don't go."
She stopped at his voice, unsure if she heard him or thought she heard him.
"Just stay a little bit longer."
She smiled as she settled back against him, his arms wrapping around her again. "You know we have to leave early this morning to get to the next arena. Your brother insisted on driving."
Jeff grumbled; his eyes still closed. "But I haven't slept this well in a long time."
Lita slapped his chest, playfully. "That's great and all, but we still have to get up."
Jeff tightened his grip as he shook his head. "Nuh uh."
"Well now isn't this getting childish." She said as she tickled his abs. Jeff laughed and instinctively pulled his arms to his torso. "That's better." She rolled off to one side and stood. "Come on, you. Get up."
Jeff threw the covers off and stood, his pants hanging on his hips. "Damn, that feels good." He said as he reached into the air, stretching out his shoulders. A towel hit him in the back of the head. "Hey, what was that for?"
Lita smiled. "Alright, Frosty. Go take a shower."
LATER THAT DAY
The four had stopped at a restaurant on their way to Seattle, where Wrestlemania was going to be held. Matt and Trish sat close together while Lita and Jeff were laughing at a joke Jeff had just told. Trish got up from the table. "Hey, Li. Come to the bathroom with me?"
The redhead rolled her eyes. "Jeez, Trish. Every time you go to the bathroom it's like you want an audience or something. What is it, Emotional Support? Do you need a Standing Ovation?"
Trish smiled. "Yeah, that's it." The two laughed and walked away.
Matt noticed how his brother's eyes seemed to follow Lita until they were out of sight. The elder Hardy smiled. "Soooooooo"
Jeff attention snapped back to the other man. "So what?"
Matt shrugged, "Oh I don't know. I just figured."
"What? Figured what?" Jeff interrupted.
Matt stifled a laugh at his little brother's defensive attitude. "Well just the fact that you spent the night with the woman you're in love with. I just figured something happened."
Jeff leaned his arms on the table, letting his head drop. "Nothing happened. So there's nothing to wonder." He looked up meeting his brother's eyes and grinned. "And even if it did, I wouldn't tell you the color."
"Damn." Matt cursed. "Are you going to do something? Cuz I don't really wanna lose this bet. My money's on you, my friend."
Jeff shook his head. "Is that all you care about? Whether or not you can win the bet?"
"NO." his brother strongly said. "I know it's going to be you because that girl loves you. And Li is not the kind of girl to just sleep around."
Jeff looked up, blinked then looked down at the knife he was twirling in his hand. "What am I going to do?"
Matt leaned back in his chair, the legs tilting slightly. "You're going to tell her you're in love with her."
Jeff's eyes quickly met his brother's. "I can't do that. I can't tell her. And say what, huh? 'Hey, Ames. Nice match. That hurricanarana you landed was perfect. Oh by the way, I'm madly in love with you and the only reason that I wake up in the morning or even breathe is for you.' Is that what I should do?"
Matt laughed. "Yeah, sure. That works."
Jeff shook his head, then lowered it into his hand. "Easier said then done."
"Oh, no food yet." Trish said as she walked back to the table and sat next to Matt.
Lita took her seat next to Jeff. God, he looked terrible. What happened while they were gone? She looked over as Trish nudged Matt, her eyes silently asking the elder Hardy something. The man just shook his head. Trish frowned and Matt wrapped his arm around the little blonde. Lita looked back at the multi-colored male at her side. As if sensing her gaze on him, Jeff raised his head to look at her. She smiled at him and he returned the gesture before lowering his head back into his hands.
BRING ON THOSE DAMNED REVIEWS! They ROCK!
