***Author's Notes: This is a fan fiction that is based on an ongoing Role Play so there is no end. To write this we get into a private chat room and just go at it, tossing things back and forth. Therefore a lot of it goes from one paragraph being what she said and thought to the other paragraph being what he said and thought. I am warning you now of this so that you don't go into it thinking that it is all from one point of view and therefore 'smoother' in the end result. Read no further if you don't like a good role play or 'he said/she said' bantering.***
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Rock was pacing back and forth in his locker room, once again frustrated that he couldn't find Trish. He had wanted to talk to her in regards to her avoiding him lately. But each time he went to find her, either he didn't or he did and then got side tracked by something else. It was strange. He really shouldn't care but he missed her. He'd admit that much to himself. He sighs and sits down, once again wondering what he had done to make Trish suddenly become less interested in him. All he really could think of was that she was still angry at him for not helping her during their match with Buh Buh Ray Dudley and Stacey Keibler. He had tried his best but damnit, that damn Angle had distracted him, leaving Trish alone in the ring with the other two. He had apologized to her numerous times about that. And she had seemed to accept his apology. But then what else would make her avoid him like she was? He just couldn't figure it out. Finally he gets up and leaves his locker room, going in search of Trish again.
Trish was in her dressing room, sliding into her outfit when she sees the door open and The Rock standing there. "Damn, don't you knock?" She moves over to him, only wearing her pants and a bra, closing the door behind him. "I am going to have to start locking that when I dress. I forgot how wrestlers can get." She moves back to her clothes, picking up her shirt, she pulls the small thing over her head, it was tight and low cut and didn't leave anything to the imagination. She then takes a seat and starts to put on her spiked boots, glancing up. "What can I do for you, Rock?" she asks smiling.
He walks over to her, grabs her, turns her around and gives her a mind blowing kiss. He pulls back minutes later and looks at her. "Why are you avoiding me? I thought we had a good thing going here."
She is shocked when he pulls her around and blinks a few times before answering, standing there with one boot on and one off. "Rock, I haven't been avoiding you." At his look she sighs. "Okay, so I have been avoiding you. We did have a good thing. But," she shrugs. "I figured it would be best to put some distance between us. I thought you were in this just for the one night. So why should I get attached.....?"
He puts his hands on his hips and listens to her, still annoyed with her for avoiding him. But when she says the last part he can't help but feel a bit guilty. "Well....at first I did. But that was before I got to actually know you. I like you, Trish. You're fun and easy to talk to."
She sits back down on the bench and puts on her other boot, not looking at him as she zips it up. "Yeah, well" She stands up and turns, straightening the side straps on her bikini, still not looking at him as she walks to the locker and opens it, rummaging around. "That isn't what you said that night at the restaurant." She grabs her hat and turns, finally looking at him, using it to motion at his chest. "You said this was all for fun, and to see if you had the stamina. So we did. We tried it, saw it was fun, and saw you had the stamina. I wasn't about ready to get in your way, Rock. We are partners, and I didn't want to loose that.
He frowns as he watches her. "Yeah? So? What's your point? You saying we should just back off a bit? Cause if that is what you want then fine. We'll just go back to being friends." He turns to leave.
She goes to him, reaching out and grabbing his arm. "Don't go." She takes a deep breath. "I don't want it to be like it was."
He stops and turns, looking down at her, still skeptical. "Well what DO you want then, Trish?"
She takes a deep breath. "I want to spend a lot more time with you then I am." She almost glares at him accusingly.
He raises a brow at the glare. "Then why aren't you? Scared?"
Her back straightens in defiance. "I am not scared. I just was giving the great Rock some great space he said he wanted."
He rolls his eyes again. "I told you. That was in the beginning! Before I got to know you." Then sighs deeply. "Women! They are so frustrating!"
"MEN!" and she walks over to him and kisses him soundly. "There, we are even." She nods firmly. Then she steps back a few paces. "Okay then, so if that is so, and you don't want me to avoid you anymore. What DO you want to do?"
He looks down at her and can't help but grin. "How about you and I just spend time with each other? No one else. You know, have a relationship."
She keeps looking up at him. "Okay, lets. You, me, no one else, just us, a relationship. No dating others, no flirting with others, no SLEEPING with others." She nods and holds out her hand. "Deal?"
He smiles and nods, taking her hand in his and shaking it. "Deal." He then tugs her into his arms and once again kisses her passionately, to seal the deal.
She is pulled into his arms, oblivious at all that is going on around them, kissing him, it was probably very lucky that they were so busy with Austin or they may have come after them. That thought makes her stop and she pulls back. "We have a match, Rock. Don't you think we should get to it?" But she doesn't pull out of his arms, if anything she moves in closer.
He grins and gestures to the monitor. "We have a little time. Austin won't be done for a little while now." He tightens his hold on her. "So....this makes you my girlfriend now right?"
She glances at the monitor and raises a brow at the broccoli comment, then her eyes slide back to the Rock, feeling his hold tighten. "Yeah, you could say that." Then she shakes her head, smiling. "And why do I have the funny feeling you WILL be saying it?" She figured he was the protective kind and wondered if maybe he was going to make sure everyone knew not to mess with her. Would be interesting to find out, especially seeing that Test kept hitting on her. In fact had done so once already tonight. She had thought maybe the Rock would have seen that, and that was why he was mad. But apparently he hadn't seen that, which was good.
He grins and shrugs. "Have to stake my claim." He leans down and kisses her lightly again. "You do realize that now that your with me more guys are going to be going after you. I mean, to get back at me and to try and break us up. Seeing as that is what usually happens in this company." He rolls his eyes.
She just grins. "Yeah, I suppose that they will." Then she shrugs. "But it isn't like I haven't had to deal with most the men in this company enough as it is. You know what kind of hands Vince has?" She makes a face. "That man is an octopus." She shudders at the thought. "And you know, you are going to have to trust me and come to me when there are problems. Rather then believe the rumors. There will be rumors."
He nods. "Okay. But you have to do the same." He leans down and kisses her again, just as one of the stage personnel open the door to inform them that their match was going to start in a few minutes. He pulls back from the kiss and looks at the kid, nodding before looking back down at Trish, grinning. "Show time. Ready?"
She pulls away from him as the crew guy comes in, nodding. "Yeah, ready." She steps further away from him and straightens her bikini short, pulling her shirt, well if you wanted to call it that, down a little as her breasts were about ready to pop out from being pressed against the Rock. She turns, taking her hat she had dropped when he kissed her and puts it on. "Ready."
He smiles and wipes the lipstick he knows is all over his lips, off. Then he offers Trish his hand and walks out of the room, having already been dressed in his ring gear. "You know, I should challenge Jericho to those titles again. He doesn't deserve them."
She walks along side him, nodding. "It might be a good idea." She pauses behind the stage, looking up at him. "Ready?" She smirks and turns walking out onto the stage with him the roar of the crowds.
He smiles and watches her walk out on stage. He waits for his music to hit and then walks out to a deafening roar from the crowd. He walks down the ramp in his usual way, then climbs into the ring and up a turnbuckle. He raises his hand into the air, his fist clenched and does his usual Rock pose. Then he jumps down, walks to the opposite turnbuckle and does the same. Once done with that he climbs down and walks over to where Trish was standing, giving her one of his cocky grins, now totally in character.
She had walked over to the ring and waited on the outside till the Rock came out, then taking his hand, she gets in, stalking around the ring and grining. She flashes Rock a smile and then looks out at the crowd.
He grins and then stands in the ring with her as their opponents come out of the back. He rolls his eyes as he sees Test and Stacey Keibler. He sighs and shakes his head. Didn't Test get enough of a beating the last time? He walks over to Trish and leans down, speaking to her so only she can hear. "If you get in with Test just tag me in. Don't want you getting hurt. But be careful. Where Stacey is, there is usually a Dudley. They'll probably interfere."
She leans in when he speaks to her and nods. "Will do. But I wouldn't worry too much about Test, he has a thing for me." She grins. "Don't think he wants to get me too damaged." She then leans back and winks at Test, playing it up for Test, meaning to distract him as much as possible.
He raises a brow at that, feeling a little streak of jealousy run through him. He doesn't show it though. He walks over to his corner and holds the ropes apart as Trish climbs through to stand on the apron. The bell goes and the match starts with him and Test fighting.
She doesn't see any odd looks from The Rock and so she keeps stalking around the ring, winking and making eyes at Test, trying to get him to pay more attention to her then to the Rock, avoid the glares of Test's partner.
He ties up with Test a few times and is rewarded with a headbutt. He shakes his head and ducks the boot Test was trying to give him. They fight some more, Test getting a few good shots in and Rock getting a few good shots in too. The Rock gets Test down and goes for the count but Stacey tries to come in and break it up. Rock gets up and walks over to Stacey, talking some trash to her before she grabs him and gives him a pretty hot kiss, allowing Test to get up and prepare for a counterattack on the Rock. Rock pulls away from Stacey and looks like the kiss didn't much bother him. Which it didn't. In all honesty he really didn't care. He turns around and gets a boot right to the face, sending him down to the mat. Test covers him and at the two count Rock kicks out. Test can't believe it and picks Rock up by the head, beating on him for a while before Trish is able to distract Test. This gives Rock the upper hand and he gives Test the Rock Bottom. But the boot to his face had dazed him and it had taken all his power to do that one move on Test, so both men were down in the ring, Rock was still trying to remember where he was.
Unable to get into the ring, she is banging on the mat. "ROCK! Here!" Trying to get him to come over and tap her in. "ROCK!" She was going to kill Stacey as soon as she got in there, the bitch had kissed her man. She would show the little whore. She looks around, the ref isn't paying attention, she runs around the ring, sneaks up behind Stacey and yanks her back by the hair, grinning as the woman yelps. She throws her to the ground and starts kicking her, but then she sees the Rock moving again and runs around, pounding on the mat again. "HERE! Come on!!"
He shakes his head, trying to clear his vision before he finally hears Trish's voice. He turns his head and looks at her, rolling onto his back and then looking over at Test who was already over in his corner and tagging in Stacey. Rock gets up and stumbles over to Trish, giving her the tag and allowing her to come in and take care of Stacey while he rested.
She gets tagged and is in the ring in a second, slamming the other woman to the ground, she drops, planting an elbow into the woman's chest, then after several moves, she gets Stacey with clothesline then she gets on the turnbuckle and jumps, feet first at the woman, flipping. Stacey gets out of the way, causing Trish to land rather painfully on the mat and knock the wind out of her, that is when Stacey gets the upper hand and with her in a choke, tags Test into the ring. They both double team Trish as she lays there on the mat, winded. Test then drops an elbow into her stomach.
Rock tries to get into the ring as Trish is double teamed but is kept out by the ref. He growls and starts pacing on the apron, watching Trish getting attacked by Test. When Test goes for the pin he then runs in and kicks the man in the back of the head, knocking him off Trish. The ref then grabs him and tries pushing him out of the ring again. But it doesn't work. Rock sees Test give Trish a hot kiss and it makes him jealous again. He rushes over and starts beating on Test, while Stacey comes into the ring and goes after Trish. Soon the ref has everything under control again and Rock and Test are left in the ring again. He starts beating on Test again, managing to give him the spinebuster before he does the People's Elbow on him. He then pins Test for the win.
Outside the ring, she is beating the living daylights out of Stacey, then when the Rock gets the win, she grins and kicks Stacey in the stomach and while she is bent over, she leans down and whispers. "Never kiss him again." Then elbows the woman's back, throwing her to the ground. She walks away and hops in the ring with the Rock, jumping up on him after he is given the win and out of per excitement, forgets the moment and kisses him.
When she jumps on him his arms go automatically around her to support her and when she kisses him he can't help but just grin and return the kiss. He too had forgotten where exactly they were, but then again he also didn't care. The crowd goes crazy and the commentators start to speculate and freak about the two in the ring. When he pulls back from the kiss, he is still grinning, looking at her. "I think our secret is out."
Hearing him, she pulls back and laughs. "Oh no, they don't know anything yet." She pats his arm in a friendly manner and then turns and slides out of the ring, landing on her feet to see Stacey there moaning, giving her another good kick before heading up the ramp.
He grins and follows her out of the ring, hopping down and then following her. Once they get back to her locker room, he had followed her there, he sits down on the bench and sighs. "So.....your place or mine tonight?"
He had never seen her place, she always went to his. And seeing her's wasn't as nice as his, she makes a snap decision. "Yours." Then thinks she said that too fast and smiles. "It is closer." She moves over to the bench and sits next to him. "Gonna stay to the end? Or head out now?"
He looks over at her, crossing his arms over his sweaty chest. "Why is it I think you don't want me to see your place?" He shrugs at her next question, standing up. "Could leave now I guess. Nothing else going on for me tonight."
She gets up and nods, going to the door. "I will get my things." She stops in the doorway. "I never said we couldn't go to my place." Then walks out, hoping he just drops it at that, she makes her way back to her locker room, starting to undress so that she can get in the shower.
He watches her leave and sighs, shaking his head and walking into the bathroom to take a shower and get cleaned up. He couldn't understand why she wouldn't want him over to her place. But he wasn't going to push her.
Trish gets done with her shower and gets into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, grabbing her bag and heading back to the Rock's room, she doesn't bother knocking, just walks in. "Ready?"
He walks out of the shower, only a towel wrapped around his waist. He jumps as Trish just walks right in, not expecting her so soon. "Shit, Trish!" He shakes his head and smiles, walking over to his things and grabbing his street clothes from the bench. He makes sure the door is closed before he drops the towel and starts getting dressed, glancing back at her. "You want to do anything tonight? Like rent a movie or something?"
She laughs. "Well how was I to know you take a longer shower then me? You normally shower while I am still asleep in the morning. Now I know why. You probably want to let me sleep that extra hour." She smirks and sets her bag down, then sits on the bench, watching him dress. "I suppose we could rent a movie. Or just pick something on pay per view if you don't want to stop anywhere."
He pulls on his street clothes and then starts packing up his things, stopping only to look at her. "Actually, I could go with staying in. That way no one to bother us." He finishes packing up his stuff and then grabs the bag, looking at her. "Okay. Let's go." He offers her his hand.
She takes his hand and heads on out with him. "Okay, then will just go straight to your place and order whatever we want in." She grins at him. "That is always fun." She doesn't notice one of the camera men taking their picture, well a picture of their hands clasped.
He walks along with her, also missing the cameraman. He takes her outside and then stops. "Who's car we taking?" He doesn't let go of her hand, even though there are a few people out there with them.
She looks around. "Well we might as well take yours. We can get mine tomorrow." She looks for his car, then spotting it, starts heading towards it with him. "Unless you just want me to follow you."
He nods and follows her over to his car, taking the security off it he opens the door for her. "So what movie do you want to see?"
She gets in the car, then gets settled in, thinking a moment. 'I really don't know. Suppose the best thing to do is to see what is available. Maybe do that and order a pizza?" Her eyes slide to him questioningly.
He walks around and gets into the car, looking over at her and looking quite serious. "Okay, you know that when Stacey kissed me I hadn't planned that right? I mean it wasn't planned, I didn't know she was going to do it."
She looks at him and nods. "I know that. But I still beat the hell out of her for it." Then thinks of something. "You aren't just saying that cause you think that I and Test planned that, are you?"
That had been exactly what he was thinking but he wasn't going to tell her that so he just smiles and shakes his head. "Nah! You and Test?" He laughs. "Right. Like that would ever happen. No was just saying to make sure you understood that I had nothing to do with it." He turns and starts up the car, driving it out of the parking lot and towards his hotel.
She nods. "Well I figured that if you were so upset at me about the fact that I had been avoiding you, then I didn't think that you would have been one to get that woman to kiss you in front of me. Not unless your reasoning was to get her killed." She says it all matter of factly, even though that revealed more then she knew.
He glances at her and raises a brow. "Kill her?" He grins, and looks back at the road. 'I didn't know you cared that much." But he wasn't about to admit he cared quite a bit for her too.
She shrugs. "Okay, maybe not KILL per-say, but MAME would be a good word I would use." She nods. "And I don't care THAT much." She snorts and crosses her arms over her chest. "I haven't known you long enough to care THAT much." But she was realizing that she did care.
He nods. "Uh huh. Sure." He stops at a light and turns to look at her. "You know...if you aren't ready for a relationship I'd understand."
She frowns at him. "Now what would make you think that?" She wondered if it was because she wouldn't take him to her place.
The light turns green so he turns back forward and drives the car through, turning down the next corner and heading for the hotel at the end. "No. I was just wondering if you were having second thoughts."
She takes a long look outside, then at him, breathing deeply. "You know where I live? Right? We should go that, and get some clothes for me."
He looks at her as he stops at another light again. "You want me to see your place? Where is it then?"
She glances at him. "I didn't say that. Just that we should go there and get something for me to wear if I am staying the night." She motions at the light. "The Old Royal Rooms on 5th." She glances at him. "Besides, I told you, I live in a motel."