Title: Transcending
Author: Crimson Coin. Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 . maybe 15
Summery: Can multiple couples transcend boundaries to find love.
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE, the English language, Spain, or anything else used to write this story. It is entirely fictional.
Archiving: only ask me so I can visit it and keep track of them
And here's a nice long one for you all.
THE NEXT DAY
Eric Bischoff walked into the arena, glancing around. How he loved the rush of this job. The fans, the action, the non-stop everything. Oh yeah. This was definitely the life. He furrowed his brow as he continued walking through the arena, finding his makeshift office for the day. He sat down in the chair, looking at his watch. Almost ten O'clock. They should be here soon.
And as if on cue, there was a knock on his door. "Come in." he called.
A group of confused wrestlers entered his office, and sat down in the group of chairs placed in a circle around his desk. He glanced from one to the next, taking in his choices. Test, Chris Jericho, Triple H, Jeff Hardy, Stacy Keibler, Trish Stratus, Lita, Christian, RVD, Tommy Dreamer, and The Hurricane. Eric Bischoff grinned at the people in front of him. "This is going to be wonderful."
"What's up, Bisch?" one of them asked.
"You guys are gonna love this." Eric said as he walked around the front of his desk to sit down on it. "You see I know how real this feud between Smackdown and Raw is becoming." He softened his expression at the hurt look that crossed the Redhead's face. He was well aware of the problems going on in their personal lives because of everything and in a way; Eric regretted it had to happen. But his roster was his and he'd do anything for their well-being.
"You said it." The younger Hardy said, wrapping a protective arm around Lita, the diva easily leaning against him. This gesture bringing a smile from all present.
"And I know exactly what we're going to do about it." Bischoff continued. "You see, I think I know where I want to take the Raw program. We're going to revert to some old school ways. Get things a bit more.physical."
The wrestlers gasped, unsure of how to take the news, although RVD and Tommy Dreamer couldn't contain their joy.
"I figured you guys would like that." Bischoff said. "And we are going to have some revenge on our cocky colleagues. See, we're going to have our own type of Invasion."
"I call my brother." Jeff Hardy said, standing before Bischoff. "I'm gonna kick his ass so hard he won't be able to walk down that ramp."
Test shot up too. "Hell yeah, I'm with the Hardy kid. Let's do this."
Christian and Triple H stood, both nodding their heads in agreement. Jeff looked at Lita, silently asking her to join. And she gave him a winning smile, walking over and wrapping her arm around his waist. Stacy and Trish looked at each other, shrugged then stood as well. Tommy Dreamer, RVD, and Hurricane were already grinning ridiculously.
Jericho was now the only one seated. Attack Smackdown. Attack the woman he loved. Destroy what she had there. He couldn't do that.
Test looked to Jericho. "Chris, invade Smackdown. We go to the arena and just reek havoc, you know. AT the arena."
Jericho looked up at his friends. If he went to Smackdown, then she'd be there and he'd have the chance to.
"I'm so in." Chris said standing up as well.
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"Well, this is certainly going to be fun." Test said to Jeff. The locker room they were in was basically empty as the two tag partners sat there waiting for everyone else to arrive. "Oh and here, you might want this." He said, handing the title belt back to his friend.
Jeff smiled, sheepishly. "Yeah thanks." He grabbed the belt. "I might need that."
Test chuckled, looking in the mirror to fix himself. "And if I may ask, why did it go soaring over the balcony?"
Jeff threw the belt over his bag then sighed. "She thinks I'm him. That I'm going to leave her for . that. I had to convince her I wasn't before she walked out of my life."
"Dude, you threw it out the window?"
Jeff nodded. "Just over the balcony, and burned my Smackdown contract in front of her too."
Test looked up at his friend through the mirror. "You did what?"
"I was offered a contract to go to Smackdown." The Hardy explained. "They wanted to give me this big push right for the main title on Smackdown." He fiercely shook his head. "I didn't want that though. RAW is the place for me. With you and Chris and the gang and especially her. God, I wouldn't leave her for anything."
"She's beginning to realize that now." A voice said from the door, and the two men turned to see the sultry redhead standing there. She walked over to Jeff, running her hand over his shoulders standing behind him, her hand resting on his right shoulder.
Jeff turned his head to place a soft kiss on the ring he so recently gave her then looked up, smiling. "I know baby. And as long as I have to keep reminding you, I will."
"And who's going to remind me?" another female voice said from the door.
Test practically jumped for joy at the sound of her voice. "Oh baby.whatever you need I'm so here."
Stacy grinned at that, leaning suggestively in the doorway. "Then why don't you get me a cup of coffee."
Test's eyes skimmed the body of the slim blonde in front of him. "Christ woman, I'll drag a Mack truck over there if you want it."
"Hmmm. Well, I got an idea." Stacy said. "Why don't you drag that Mack truck of yours over here and kiss me hello."
Test grumbled low in his throat as he took a step towards Stacy. "WOAH WOAH WOAH!" Jeff Hardy yelled out. "Not now guys not now. You keep your Mack Truck over there, and you keep your parking garage closed and over there."
"Jeff!" Lita yelled, smacking the Hardy over the head for being so crude.
The Hardy shrugged. "What?! I don't need a show and I'm sure you don't either. The last thing I want to see going to bed tonight is . Gah" he shuddered.
The three chuckled at Jeff. Stacy shook her head, blushing, walking in and sitting on the couch. "Ok Jeff fine. You win."
Jeff smiled at the victory before his eyes met Tests. "But if Jackhammer Hips over here needs a ride.then by all means go for it. Just preferably not where we can hear it."
"Or see the after after-affects for that matter." Jericho said walking into the room and sitting down next to Stacy. "That'd be a little gross."
Stacy blushed even redder and looked down. Lita only rolled her eyes. Test turned, pushing his chest out proudly. "Well I'm sorry if my Jackhammer Mack Truck is too much for you to take. Since I can please my woman, little man." He said eyeing Jeff.
Jeff flew to his feet. "Oh I am NOT little."
Test raised his hands, waving away the Hardy brother. "I'm sorry then. We'll call it fun size."
Jeff's eyes flared as he dove at his tag team partner, both men falling to the ground in a heap. The Hardy actually managed to pin the much larger man. He sat up, flexing his muscles. "Oh yeah. Who 'da Man? Who 'da Man?"
The locker room erupted with laughter as Triple H walked in. "Alright children, what's going on over here?" Test motioned to Triple H with his head and Jeff smiled back. He turned, looking at Triple H and a knowing glance fell onto his face. Triple H sighed. "Oh no."
Jeff shot up, flinging himself into Triple H's arms, the larger man easily catching him. "HIYA POOCHIE!!!"
Laughter broke out strong yet again. Triple H dropped his carry, the Hardy falling hard onto the floor. "Oh come on, poochie. What's the big deal dropping me like that?"
Triple H grumbled as he walked across the locker room, grabbing a bottled water from the cooler. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me POOCHIE?"
"Oh relax, man." Chris said. "I mean Poochie ain't all that bad."
"Don't you guys have a match or something?" Triple H said, wryly.
"Yup." Test said, rocking himself off the floor and over to the couch to help Stacy up. "You ready there fun-size?"
Jeff growled at him a moment then looked to Lita. "Come down with us. I know you're not back yet but it'll be a great thing for the fans. Come on. Please."
She cupped his face in her hands and placed a soft kiss on his mouth. "And how can I say no to that."
He flashed a ridiculous grin then ran out the door, Test and Stacy following. Jericho just smiled his usual cocky smile. "What's Eric going to say?"
Lita shook her head, fixing herself in the mirror. "It was his idea anyway.this just made everything easier." And she smiled at him before walking out.
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The four stood backstage, waiting for the commercial break to end. Test looked to his partner. "You ready for this, fun-size?"
Jeff bounced up then down, building his adrenaline. "Oh I was born ready there, Mack Truck."
Test chuckled as his music began to play and he and the leggy blonde made their way out from behind the curtain.
Jeff turned to Lita, taking the few moments they had to speak. "I'm gonna love you out there with me again."
Lita smiled at him. "And I'm gonna love being out there. Just don't do anything to stop my heart ok?"
Jeff heard his music. He smiled back at her. "Oh don't worry. It's only a ladder match. What could I possibly do?"
At Lita's shocked expression the Hardy made his way outside the curtains. The crowd screamed its enthusiasm for the younger Hardy, however before walking down he stopped, reaching towards the curtain. And Lita stepped out, taking his hand. The crowd's scream was deafening as the two made it to the ring. After all, technically she was not supposed to return for another two weeks. Both slid into the ring and taunted to the crowd. As his music died away, he helped her out the ropes and to the side of the ring, where Lita stood next to Stacy.
"He didn't tell me it was this kind of match." The redhead whispered.
Stacy simply shrugged. "I thought you knew."
The two looked into the ring seeing Jeff, Test and their opponents, The Dudley Boys. Jeff winking back at Lita and the redhead only shook her head. "My god, he's going to kill me."
Well for most of the match, Lita's heart stayed in her chest, although it probably had something to do with Jeff staying on the ground for most of it. Her eyes shifted to Test as she watched the much bigger man lift Bubba Ray Dudley over his head and military press the man over the top rope. Loud cheering erupted from the crowd, and Lita's gaze shifted from one side of the ring to the other. "JEFF!!!"
The Hardy had managed to set the ladder up inside the ring, while Devon lay on a table outside of it. Jeff climbed the ladder and when reaching the top, heard Lita's cry. He looked at her a moment, smiled then shrugged. With a leap, he jumped from the ladder, hitting Devon with a Swanton, both man driving hard through the table. Lita was at his side instantly, her hands on him, concern in her voice.
"Jeff, what the hell is wrong with you? Are you ok? How."
He pushed his finger to her lips. "Shhh.I'm ok." And the Hardy smiled when he heard Test's music playing strong. "We won."
As soon as he said the words, a large hand grasped his shoulders, and Test stood their smiling. He signaled towards the ring with his head, and helped the Hardy slide into the ring. Once in the two men held up their title belts. Lita held Jeff up as Test turned and Stacy flung herself into his arms, the two locking in an embrace.
"See. I told you I wouldn't do anything stupid." Jeff said to Lita with a smile.
Lita only rolled her eyes. "Yeah well I've been talking to Eric about the story line."
He looked at her confused and she only smiled back. "And." he trailed off as she wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes to brush her lips over his. The crowd noise was as deafening as ever. She pulled back, a grin still on her face.
"Guess what the newest pairing is in the WWE?" she asked smugly.
Jeff smiled back, shaking off the dizziness in his head. "Really?" and when she nodded, he nearly jumped. "Well then if you think I'm settling for that, you've got another thing coming."
The redhead let out a hearty chuckle as Jeff lifted her into the air, kissing her as hard and passionately as he could. Lita easily went with his lead, wrapping her arms tightly around him to kiss him back.
***So hypothetically, reviews are good right? Right. SO LET'S HAVE THEM . Hypothetically of course. ***
Author: Crimson Coin. Crimson_Coin@yahoo.com
Rating: PG13 . maybe 15
Summery: Can multiple couples transcend boundaries to find love.
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE, the English language, Spain, or anything else used to write this story. It is entirely fictional.
Archiving: only ask me so I can visit it and keep track of them
And here's a nice long one for you all.
THE NEXT DAY
Eric Bischoff walked into the arena, glancing around. How he loved the rush of this job. The fans, the action, the non-stop everything. Oh yeah. This was definitely the life. He furrowed his brow as he continued walking through the arena, finding his makeshift office for the day. He sat down in the chair, looking at his watch. Almost ten O'clock. They should be here soon.
And as if on cue, there was a knock on his door. "Come in." he called.
A group of confused wrestlers entered his office, and sat down in the group of chairs placed in a circle around his desk. He glanced from one to the next, taking in his choices. Test, Chris Jericho, Triple H, Jeff Hardy, Stacy Keibler, Trish Stratus, Lita, Christian, RVD, Tommy Dreamer, and The Hurricane. Eric Bischoff grinned at the people in front of him. "This is going to be wonderful."
"What's up, Bisch?" one of them asked.
"You guys are gonna love this." Eric said as he walked around the front of his desk to sit down on it. "You see I know how real this feud between Smackdown and Raw is becoming." He softened his expression at the hurt look that crossed the Redhead's face. He was well aware of the problems going on in their personal lives because of everything and in a way; Eric regretted it had to happen. But his roster was his and he'd do anything for their well-being.
"You said it." The younger Hardy said, wrapping a protective arm around Lita, the diva easily leaning against him. This gesture bringing a smile from all present.
"And I know exactly what we're going to do about it." Bischoff continued. "You see, I think I know where I want to take the Raw program. We're going to revert to some old school ways. Get things a bit more.physical."
The wrestlers gasped, unsure of how to take the news, although RVD and Tommy Dreamer couldn't contain their joy.
"I figured you guys would like that." Bischoff said. "And we are going to have some revenge on our cocky colleagues. See, we're going to have our own type of Invasion."
"I call my brother." Jeff Hardy said, standing before Bischoff. "I'm gonna kick his ass so hard he won't be able to walk down that ramp."
Test shot up too. "Hell yeah, I'm with the Hardy kid. Let's do this."
Christian and Triple H stood, both nodding their heads in agreement. Jeff looked at Lita, silently asking her to join. And she gave him a winning smile, walking over and wrapping her arm around his waist. Stacy and Trish looked at each other, shrugged then stood as well. Tommy Dreamer, RVD, and Hurricane were already grinning ridiculously.
Jericho was now the only one seated. Attack Smackdown. Attack the woman he loved. Destroy what she had there. He couldn't do that.
Test looked to Jericho. "Chris, invade Smackdown. We go to the arena and just reek havoc, you know. AT the arena."
Jericho looked up at his friends. If he went to Smackdown, then she'd be there and he'd have the chance to.
"I'm so in." Chris said standing up as well.
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"Well, this is certainly going to be fun." Test said to Jeff. The locker room they were in was basically empty as the two tag partners sat there waiting for everyone else to arrive. "Oh and here, you might want this." He said, handing the title belt back to his friend.
Jeff smiled, sheepishly. "Yeah thanks." He grabbed the belt. "I might need that."
Test chuckled, looking in the mirror to fix himself. "And if I may ask, why did it go soaring over the balcony?"
Jeff threw the belt over his bag then sighed. "She thinks I'm him. That I'm going to leave her for . that. I had to convince her I wasn't before she walked out of my life."
"Dude, you threw it out the window?"
Jeff nodded. "Just over the balcony, and burned my Smackdown contract in front of her too."
Test looked up at his friend through the mirror. "You did what?"
"I was offered a contract to go to Smackdown." The Hardy explained. "They wanted to give me this big push right for the main title on Smackdown." He fiercely shook his head. "I didn't want that though. RAW is the place for me. With you and Chris and the gang and especially her. God, I wouldn't leave her for anything."
"She's beginning to realize that now." A voice said from the door, and the two men turned to see the sultry redhead standing there. She walked over to Jeff, running her hand over his shoulders standing behind him, her hand resting on his right shoulder.
Jeff turned his head to place a soft kiss on the ring he so recently gave her then looked up, smiling. "I know baby. And as long as I have to keep reminding you, I will."
"And who's going to remind me?" another female voice said from the door.
Test practically jumped for joy at the sound of her voice. "Oh baby.whatever you need I'm so here."
Stacy grinned at that, leaning suggestively in the doorway. "Then why don't you get me a cup of coffee."
Test's eyes skimmed the body of the slim blonde in front of him. "Christ woman, I'll drag a Mack truck over there if you want it."
"Hmmm. Well, I got an idea." Stacy said. "Why don't you drag that Mack truck of yours over here and kiss me hello."
Test grumbled low in his throat as he took a step towards Stacy. "WOAH WOAH WOAH!" Jeff Hardy yelled out. "Not now guys not now. You keep your Mack Truck over there, and you keep your parking garage closed and over there."
"Jeff!" Lita yelled, smacking the Hardy over the head for being so crude.
The Hardy shrugged. "What?! I don't need a show and I'm sure you don't either. The last thing I want to see going to bed tonight is . Gah" he shuddered.
The three chuckled at Jeff. Stacy shook her head, blushing, walking in and sitting on the couch. "Ok Jeff fine. You win."
Jeff smiled at the victory before his eyes met Tests. "But if Jackhammer Hips over here needs a ride.then by all means go for it. Just preferably not where we can hear it."
"Or see the after after-affects for that matter." Jericho said walking into the room and sitting down next to Stacy. "That'd be a little gross."
Stacy blushed even redder and looked down. Lita only rolled her eyes. Test turned, pushing his chest out proudly. "Well I'm sorry if my Jackhammer Mack Truck is too much for you to take. Since I can please my woman, little man." He said eyeing Jeff.
Jeff flew to his feet. "Oh I am NOT little."
Test raised his hands, waving away the Hardy brother. "I'm sorry then. We'll call it fun size."
Jeff's eyes flared as he dove at his tag team partner, both men falling to the ground in a heap. The Hardy actually managed to pin the much larger man. He sat up, flexing his muscles. "Oh yeah. Who 'da Man? Who 'da Man?"
The locker room erupted with laughter as Triple H walked in. "Alright children, what's going on over here?" Test motioned to Triple H with his head and Jeff smiled back. He turned, looking at Triple H and a knowing glance fell onto his face. Triple H sighed. "Oh no."
Jeff shot up, flinging himself into Triple H's arms, the larger man easily catching him. "HIYA POOCHIE!!!"
Laughter broke out strong yet again. Triple H dropped his carry, the Hardy falling hard onto the floor. "Oh come on, poochie. What's the big deal dropping me like that?"
Triple H grumbled as he walked across the locker room, grabbing a bottled water from the cooler. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me POOCHIE?"
"Oh relax, man." Chris said. "I mean Poochie ain't all that bad."
"Don't you guys have a match or something?" Triple H said, wryly.
"Yup." Test said, rocking himself off the floor and over to the couch to help Stacy up. "You ready there fun-size?"
Jeff growled at him a moment then looked to Lita. "Come down with us. I know you're not back yet but it'll be a great thing for the fans. Come on. Please."
She cupped his face in her hands and placed a soft kiss on his mouth. "And how can I say no to that."
He flashed a ridiculous grin then ran out the door, Test and Stacy following. Jericho just smiled his usual cocky smile. "What's Eric going to say?"
Lita shook her head, fixing herself in the mirror. "It was his idea anyway.this just made everything easier." And she smiled at him before walking out.
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The four stood backstage, waiting for the commercial break to end. Test looked to his partner. "You ready for this, fun-size?"
Jeff bounced up then down, building his adrenaline. "Oh I was born ready there, Mack Truck."
Test chuckled as his music began to play and he and the leggy blonde made their way out from behind the curtain.
Jeff turned to Lita, taking the few moments they had to speak. "I'm gonna love you out there with me again."
Lita smiled at him. "And I'm gonna love being out there. Just don't do anything to stop my heart ok?"
Jeff heard his music. He smiled back at her. "Oh don't worry. It's only a ladder match. What could I possibly do?"
At Lita's shocked expression the Hardy made his way outside the curtains. The crowd screamed its enthusiasm for the younger Hardy, however before walking down he stopped, reaching towards the curtain. And Lita stepped out, taking his hand. The crowd's scream was deafening as the two made it to the ring. After all, technically she was not supposed to return for another two weeks. Both slid into the ring and taunted to the crowd. As his music died away, he helped her out the ropes and to the side of the ring, where Lita stood next to Stacy.
"He didn't tell me it was this kind of match." The redhead whispered.
Stacy simply shrugged. "I thought you knew."
The two looked into the ring seeing Jeff, Test and their opponents, The Dudley Boys. Jeff winking back at Lita and the redhead only shook her head. "My god, he's going to kill me."
Well for most of the match, Lita's heart stayed in her chest, although it probably had something to do with Jeff staying on the ground for most of it. Her eyes shifted to Test as she watched the much bigger man lift Bubba Ray Dudley over his head and military press the man over the top rope. Loud cheering erupted from the crowd, and Lita's gaze shifted from one side of the ring to the other. "JEFF!!!"
The Hardy had managed to set the ladder up inside the ring, while Devon lay on a table outside of it. Jeff climbed the ladder and when reaching the top, heard Lita's cry. He looked at her a moment, smiled then shrugged. With a leap, he jumped from the ladder, hitting Devon with a Swanton, both man driving hard through the table. Lita was at his side instantly, her hands on him, concern in her voice.
"Jeff, what the hell is wrong with you? Are you ok? How."
He pushed his finger to her lips. "Shhh.I'm ok." And the Hardy smiled when he heard Test's music playing strong. "We won."
As soon as he said the words, a large hand grasped his shoulders, and Test stood their smiling. He signaled towards the ring with his head, and helped the Hardy slide into the ring. Once in the two men held up their title belts. Lita held Jeff up as Test turned and Stacy flung herself into his arms, the two locking in an embrace.
"See. I told you I wouldn't do anything stupid." Jeff said to Lita with a smile.
Lita only rolled her eyes. "Yeah well I've been talking to Eric about the story line."
He looked at her confused and she only smiled back. "And." he trailed off as she wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes to brush her lips over his. The crowd noise was as deafening as ever. She pulled back, a grin still on her face.
"Guess what the newest pairing is in the WWE?" she asked smugly.
Jeff smiled back, shaking off the dizziness in his head. "Really?" and when she nodded, he nearly jumped. "Well then if you think I'm settling for that, you've got another thing coming."
The redhead let out a hearty chuckle as Jeff lifted her into the air, kissing her as hard and passionately as he could. Lita easily went with his lead, wrapping her arms tightly around him to kiss him back.
***So hypothetically, reviews are good right? Right. SO LET'S HAVE THEM . Hypothetically of course. ***