Disclaimer:: I dont own any of the WWE Superstars mentioned in this
story... they own themselves and Vince McMahon owns the characters.
*Chris Irvine is Chris Jericho.
**This story starts sometime in August... I'm mentioning Summerslam in it,
because it was a joint pay per view and it works.
***Main Characters: Chris Jericho, Stephanie McMahon, Trish Stratus, Jay
Reso (Christian), Randy Orton, Stacy Keibler, Dawn Marie, John Cena, Rob
Van Dam, Victoria, Brock Lesnar, and more.
**** \.../ Indicates a dream
NOTE: I didn't get the Summerslam pay-per-view... but I do know what
matches took place. But, I don't know the order, so if the matches are out
of order, that's why.
-*- Chris wants Stephanie, but he's not the only one. -*-
*~Chapter Two~*
"Hey Steph," Trish Stratus greeted, watching her friend enter the women's locker room. "Whatcha doing?"
Stephanie smiled and sat down on the couch next to her friend. "I just wanted to hang out with you for a while, and then watch the Elimination Chamber match."
Trish started to speak, but stopped when she heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" She and Stephanie yelled.
"Hey guys," Jay greeted, walking into the room cautiously. "Can I watch the show with you?"
Both Stephanie and Trish nodded, moving over so Jay could sit in between them. "Thanks."
"No problem," Trish replied.
Stephanie nodded. "So, how have you two been? I haven't seen you in a while. That's what I hate about the brand extension."
Trish nodded her head in agreement. "I know... so many people were split up. I just think a lot of things could've worked out better if the brand extension had never happened."
"But," Jay started. "There were a few upsides. A lot of people got chances no one thought they would ever get. If we were all one brand, a lot more people would be lost in the cracks."
Stephanie and Trish nodded again, knowing Jay was right.
"So Jay," Trish began. "Dawn told me that you have a crush on someone. Is this true?"
Instantly turning red, Jay ignored the question.
"I take that as a yes," Stephanie replied. "Come on Jay, who is she? Who's this lucky lady?"
Jay turned to Stephanie and grinned slyly. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Stephanie narrowed her eyes. "Come on... tell us. We won't tell anyone."
"Yeah," Trish agreed. "Is it someone here? Like, a diva or something?'
"Maybe," Jay replied. "I'm not telling."
"Stop being so difficult," Trish whined. "Jay, we're you friends, you know you wanna tell us."
"Shhh," Jay told her, rasing a finger to his lips. "Summerslam's starting."
Trish and Stephanie both let out sighs, as they crossed their arms in front of their chests and turned their attention to the TV.
*~*~*
An hour later, both Divas were still questioning Jay about his crush, though he still wouldn't tell. "Guys, leave it alone." He begged.
"Well, does anyone know?" Trish questioned. "Have you told Chris or anyone?"
Jay shook his head. "No. Now leave me alone."
"Fine," Stephanie replied, standing up. "I've gotta go find Chris anyway. I have to wish him good luck for his match tonight."
"Didn't you do that already?" Jay questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Stephanie told him. "But this is a dangerous match, and I'm worried about him."
"He's already been in one, I'm sure he can deal with it."
"A little heartless, aren't we Jay?" Trish questioned.
"I didn't mean it like that," Jay countered. "But he doesn't need to be babied. He's already been in an Elimination Chamber match... he's knows what he's doing. At least he's getting title shots." He mumbled the last part, knowing how resentful it had sounded. He didn't feel like getting lectures from Stephanie and Trish on how it wasn't fair to be mad at Chris for the fact that he got more opportunities than Jay. He didn't try to be mad at Chris, but it always came back to it. Even though Chris was his best friend, he was jealous, and he had moments where he wished it was him, not Chris getting the big title matches.
"Aw Jay, I know how much it must suck to be in Chris's shadow. But that's not Chris's fault. He doesn't do it purposely. It's not his fault that he gets bigger pushes. I mean, you got the Intercontinental title... Chris didn't. So you *are* getting shots. Maybe not the big shots you want, but you're getting shots."
Jay reluctantly nodded at Stephanie, not replying. He didn't want to start an argument. The two Divas just didn't understand what he meant.
"Cheer up Jay," Stephanie told him, smiling brightly. "Alright, I'm gonna go find Chris, then I'll be back."
Jay watched her leave, then turned back to the TV.
"Jay..." Trish began.
Jay turned to her. "Yeah?"
"I think I know who you have a crush on," She replied, a half-smile on her face.
Jay raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
Trish nodded.
"I'm happy for you, but I'm not telling you if you're right or not."
Pouting, Trish turned back to the TV, watching as Howard Finkle announced Brock Lesnar as he made his way to the ring for his title match with Brock Lesnar. Trish watched her friend, forgetting all about Jay and his crush... for a while.
*~*~*
"Hey Chris, wait up!"
Recognizing the voice, Chris stopped and turned around, smiling at Stephanie. "Hey Steph, what's up?"
Stephanie shrugged. "I just wanted to wish you good luck again. I want you to be careful out there," She told him, a serious look on her face.
Chris nodded, smiling. "Thanks for the concern Steph, but I'll be fine. I've been in one of these matches before. Sure, it was brutal, but nothing I can't handle."
"Yeah, but before..."
"Before, I had better competition in the match. Not Goldberg and Kevin Nash. Shawn and I can work together very well, I think we've proven that. Even Levesque and I can put on some pretty good matches. And Randy knows what he's doing in the match. Everything will be fine."
Stephanie still looked worried. "Yeah, but before you had Rob, and Glen, and Booker. They all knew how to deal with that kind of brutality. They all knew how to take care of each other, and you. Nash and Goldberg aren't the best workers in the business. They might not be as careful as the others."
"Steph, please stop worrying. The more you worry, the more I'm gonna worry."
"Alright, fine," Stephanie agreed. "Just, please be careful."
"I will."
Smiling, Stephanie wrapped her arms around Chris, giving him a hug.
Chris returned the hug, lightly picking Stephanie up off her feet. "Thank you for caring, Steph. I'll kick some ass in this match, just for you."
"Good luck," Stephanie replied, watching as Chris turned away. "Oh Chris..."
"Yeah?" Chris questioned, turning back around.
Smiling, Stephanie leaned foward, placing a small kiss on Chris's cheek. "Good luck." She whispered into his ear.
Grinning, Chris nodded, then turned around and walked away.
*~*~*
"Alright Jay, do you wanna know who I think you like?"
"Not particularly," Jay replied, grinning at the small blonde sitting next to him. "But, just to humor you, you can tell me if you'd like."
"Okay," Trish began, turning to face Jay. "Well, I've been doing some thinking. There's one Diva, whenever she walks into a room, you light up. You're totally head over heels crazy about her. I can't believe it didn't hit me until now."
"What are you talking about?" Jay questioned, obviously confused. "Who do you think my crush is?"
Smiling, Trish replied, "Stephanie McMahon."
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Lemme know what you think... ~Nic~
-*- Chris wants Stephanie, but he's not the only one. -*-
*~Chapter Two~*
"Hey Steph," Trish Stratus greeted, watching her friend enter the women's locker room. "Whatcha doing?"
Stephanie smiled and sat down on the couch next to her friend. "I just wanted to hang out with you for a while, and then watch the Elimination Chamber match."
Trish started to speak, but stopped when she heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" She and Stephanie yelled.
"Hey guys," Jay greeted, walking into the room cautiously. "Can I watch the show with you?"
Both Stephanie and Trish nodded, moving over so Jay could sit in between them. "Thanks."
"No problem," Trish replied.
Stephanie nodded. "So, how have you two been? I haven't seen you in a while. That's what I hate about the brand extension."
Trish nodded her head in agreement. "I know... so many people were split up. I just think a lot of things could've worked out better if the brand extension had never happened."
"But," Jay started. "There were a few upsides. A lot of people got chances no one thought they would ever get. If we were all one brand, a lot more people would be lost in the cracks."
Stephanie and Trish nodded again, knowing Jay was right.
"So Jay," Trish began. "Dawn told me that you have a crush on someone. Is this true?"
Instantly turning red, Jay ignored the question.
"I take that as a yes," Stephanie replied. "Come on Jay, who is she? Who's this lucky lady?"
Jay turned to Stephanie and grinned slyly. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Stephanie narrowed her eyes. "Come on... tell us. We won't tell anyone."
"Yeah," Trish agreed. "Is it someone here? Like, a diva or something?'
"Maybe," Jay replied. "I'm not telling."
"Stop being so difficult," Trish whined. "Jay, we're you friends, you know you wanna tell us."
"Shhh," Jay told her, rasing a finger to his lips. "Summerslam's starting."
Trish and Stephanie both let out sighs, as they crossed their arms in front of their chests and turned their attention to the TV.
*~*~*
An hour later, both Divas were still questioning Jay about his crush, though he still wouldn't tell. "Guys, leave it alone." He begged.
"Well, does anyone know?" Trish questioned. "Have you told Chris or anyone?"
Jay shook his head. "No. Now leave me alone."
"Fine," Stephanie replied, standing up. "I've gotta go find Chris anyway. I have to wish him good luck for his match tonight."
"Didn't you do that already?" Jay questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Stephanie told him. "But this is a dangerous match, and I'm worried about him."
"He's already been in one, I'm sure he can deal with it."
"A little heartless, aren't we Jay?" Trish questioned.
"I didn't mean it like that," Jay countered. "But he doesn't need to be babied. He's already been in an Elimination Chamber match... he's knows what he's doing. At least he's getting title shots." He mumbled the last part, knowing how resentful it had sounded. He didn't feel like getting lectures from Stephanie and Trish on how it wasn't fair to be mad at Chris for the fact that he got more opportunities than Jay. He didn't try to be mad at Chris, but it always came back to it. Even though Chris was his best friend, he was jealous, and he had moments where he wished it was him, not Chris getting the big title matches.
"Aw Jay, I know how much it must suck to be in Chris's shadow. But that's not Chris's fault. He doesn't do it purposely. It's not his fault that he gets bigger pushes. I mean, you got the Intercontinental title... Chris didn't. So you *are* getting shots. Maybe not the big shots you want, but you're getting shots."
Jay reluctantly nodded at Stephanie, not replying. He didn't want to start an argument. The two Divas just didn't understand what he meant.
"Cheer up Jay," Stephanie told him, smiling brightly. "Alright, I'm gonna go find Chris, then I'll be back."
Jay watched her leave, then turned back to the TV.
"Jay..." Trish began.
Jay turned to her. "Yeah?"
"I think I know who you have a crush on," She replied, a half-smile on her face.
Jay raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
Trish nodded.
"I'm happy for you, but I'm not telling you if you're right or not."
Pouting, Trish turned back to the TV, watching as Howard Finkle announced Brock Lesnar as he made his way to the ring for his title match with Brock Lesnar. Trish watched her friend, forgetting all about Jay and his crush... for a while.
*~*~*
"Hey Chris, wait up!"
Recognizing the voice, Chris stopped and turned around, smiling at Stephanie. "Hey Steph, what's up?"
Stephanie shrugged. "I just wanted to wish you good luck again. I want you to be careful out there," She told him, a serious look on her face.
Chris nodded, smiling. "Thanks for the concern Steph, but I'll be fine. I've been in one of these matches before. Sure, it was brutal, but nothing I can't handle."
"Yeah, but before..."
"Before, I had better competition in the match. Not Goldberg and Kevin Nash. Shawn and I can work together very well, I think we've proven that. Even Levesque and I can put on some pretty good matches. And Randy knows what he's doing in the match. Everything will be fine."
Stephanie still looked worried. "Yeah, but before you had Rob, and Glen, and Booker. They all knew how to deal with that kind of brutality. They all knew how to take care of each other, and you. Nash and Goldberg aren't the best workers in the business. They might not be as careful as the others."
"Steph, please stop worrying. The more you worry, the more I'm gonna worry."
"Alright, fine," Stephanie agreed. "Just, please be careful."
"I will."
Smiling, Stephanie wrapped her arms around Chris, giving him a hug.
Chris returned the hug, lightly picking Stephanie up off her feet. "Thank you for caring, Steph. I'll kick some ass in this match, just for you."
"Good luck," Stephanie replied, watching as Chris turned away. "Oh Chris..."
"Yeah?" Chris questioned, turning back around.
Smiling, Stephanie leaned foward, placing a small kiss on Chris's cheek. "Good luck." She whispered into his ear.
Grinning, Chris nodded, then turned around and walked away.
*~*~*
"Alright Jay, do you wanna know who I think you like?"
"Not particularly," Jay replied, grinning at the small blonde sitting next to him. "But, just to humor you, you can tell me if you'd like."
"Okay," Trish began, turning to face Jay. "Well, I've been doing some thinking. There's one Diva, whenever she walks into a room, you light up. You're totally head over heels crazy about her. I can't believe it didn't hit me until now."
"What are you talking about?" Jay questioned, obviously confused. "Who do you think my crush is?"
Smiling, Trish replied, "Stephanie McMahon."
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Lemme know what you think... ~Nic~