Hello everyone! All right, I know that I haven't been updating... but I have a good excuse. My computer isn't working at my house and the only way that I can update is if I come to my cousin's house. And here I am. Well, now it's the summer so I will be here more often and I will probably get my computer fixed also. So... on with the story. This is the start of just basically Kira. My bad. It will be in episode form until it would feel all right to change. I hope that you all like the drama between the Rock and Kira. The thing between Batista and Kira won't be revealed for awhile, but there will be stuff thrown out just because my mind works like that. I don't know where this chapter is going because I am basically just free-typing. Okay. Here is goes.

Disclaimer: I own Kira and Phil. I wished I owned a lot more things, but I can handle owning Kira and Phil.

The Rock and his son Phil walked around backstage. The crowd in the arena cheered, but everyone was asking the same question: Where was Kira? The crowd had a formed opinion from seeing her the previous week. But the Rock and Phil didn't really notice that Kira was missing. "So... when is your next boxing match?" Rock asked Phil.

Phil was the best boxer in his division back home. He would never try his hand at wrestling. Maybe in the future, but boxing was more his cup of tea. "In two months. It's against Garth. That punk caught me a good one last time."

"But you still won," Rock replied.

"But not without some parting gifts. Like a concussion and bruised ribs. Kept me out of the ring for weeks. So you're coming right?" Phil asked.

"The Rock wouldn't miss it." The two men looked around and noticed something. "Where is your sister?"

Phil turned and looked behind her. He sighed. "Not here. And probably getting into trouble."

Rock shook his head and opened the door to their locker room. Phil walked in and his father walked in after him.

On the other side of the backstage area, Kira was wandering. She had gotten really good at it in her second day there. She had gotten away from the masculinity in her family without notice. She looked at the watch on her phone. "Right about now," she whispered.

She was talking about when they would realize that she wasn't following them like they thought. She smiled and continued to walk around backstage. She walked passed a familiar face. "Hey, Shelton," Kira said.

"What's up, Kira? Getting into trouble again?" Shetlton asked with a smile.

"It's a little too early for that," she replied. "Actually, I promised my dad that I wouldn't get into trouble today."

Shelton and Kira looked up when they heard three voices approaching them. "Well, here is your chance to keep your promise. I have to go and get ready for my match," Shelton said and he walked off.

Kira walked in the direction of the voices. Not that she wanted to, but she needed to go that way to get to her locker room. "Is Little Rock lost?" Triple H said.

"You know, it's a good thing that you are stupid, because I would feel really bad if I did something to offend you," she said raising the middle finger.

Triple H became livid. Batista held him back. "Hunter, let it go. She is like a third your size," he said.

"I should go," Kira said and walked passed them.

Kira was almost at her locker room when she ran into someone else. She looked up and saw that it was Trish. Trish huffed. "Out of my way, little girl. I am on my way to my match. You are looking at the new WWE Women's Champion."

"I wouldn't count on it," Kira replied.

"You would choose Lita over me?" Trish asked.

"I would choose her over you any day."

"Are you a lesbian?"

"Are you?" Kira shot back. "Stupid questions deserve either stupid answers or more stupid questions. And if you are, sorry, I don't swing that way. I haven't met Lita yet, but I have met you. But I hope she kicks your ass."

Trish stepped up to Kira. Trish went to slap Kira in the face, but Kira ducked. "You know what," Trish started, "I don't have time for this. I have a championship to win."

"You do that."

Trish walked passed Kira. Kira stuck her foot and and Trish stumbled a little. Kira laughed and walked toward her locker room. She knocked on the door and her brother answered it. "Where have you been?" Phil asked.

"Walking toward the locker room."

"What did you do now?"

"You really don't give me too much credit," Kira said and walked into the room. The door closed.

"I guess that Kira has already broken her promise to her dad. Up next on RAW, the Women's Championship is put on the line," JR said.

I hope that this chapter was to everyone's liking. Well... please review and I will try to update soon. Thanks to all those who are still reading this story.