Tomoko knocks nervously at the door. The temporary nameplate reads 'Shane McMahon'. As she straightens her skirt, she hears a familiar voice from within call out.
"Come in."
Tomoko opens the door slowly. As she takes a few steps forward, she sees Shane behind a desk, watching something on a TV monitor. Some footage from the last taping she presumed. When Shane turns to see Tomoko standing at the door, he immediately clicks off the TV with a remote and gives her his full attention.
"Hey Tomoko, this is a surprise. What can I do for you?" Shane asks as he leans back in his chair with his hands behind his head.
While remaining close to the open door, Tomoko gathers herself and responds.
"Well, actually, I wanted to thank you."
Shane smiles, now intrigued by what the young woman has to say. He at this point has no idea why she would be thanking him and for what.
"Well, you're welcome, but what did I do?"
Shane can't help but to notice Tomoko's obvious awkwardness. He gets up from behind his desk and shows her a couch sitting nearby his desk.
"Tomoko, you can have a seat, I don't bite." He smiles and Tomoko can't help but to notice the warmness in his gesture.
Letting her guard down, Tomoko walks over to the couch. She had feared that by opening up to Shane and thanking him for what he did for her would only give Shane more power over her than he already had. But if she was being completely honest, except for the first couple of days when she first approached him in Stephanie's office, Shane has been completely harmless and somewhat friendly.
While Tomoko makes herself comfortable, Shane pours her a glass of water and sits down on the couch next to her. Making sure there is plenty of space between them. Tomoko takes the water then notices the office door is still open. Shane watches as she glances toward the door.
"Do you want me to close the door?" Shane asks.
"No, this shouldn't take long." Tomoko replies. Shane leans back in his seat to cue Tomoko to start.
"Okay, so hear goes. I just wanted to thank you for sticking up for me." Tomoko says, proud of herself for doing the right thing and thanking Shane for his actions.
"Oh, you mean the whole Victoria thing. No problem. I know how Victoria is and wouldn't trust her as far as I could throw her. We need you here Tomoko. The way the audience is reacting is way beyond our expectations. They want more of you, and you can bet, they will get it." Shane grabs Tomoko's hand warmly and inches a little closer. His big brown eyes staring into her. "Don't let Victoria bother you Tomoko, you're not going anywhere."
By the way things were going, and have been going, Tomoko truly believed that the past was behind her. Shane seemed to be focused only on the business and what was best for the WWE, not what was best for Shane.
Knowing that Tomoko had said what she wanted to say and the conversation was now over, Shane got up from the couch. Tomoko soon followed his lead but he quickly stopped her.
"Wait a second Tomoko, there is one thing I'd like to ask you before you leave." Tomoko watched as Shane walked over to the office door and closed it. This must be pretty serious, she thought to herself.
When he returned, he took the glass of water that Tomoko was still holding, from her hand, and set it down on his desk. He then made his way back over to Tomoko and stood within inches of her. The way he moved in on her mad Tomoko feel extremely uncomfortable. Shane looked her over and swept away a piece of hair that had gotten in Tomoko's face. Tomoko inched away from Shane until her heels hit the couch and she fell backwards on it.
"Shane, what are you doing?" She asked nervously, now thoroughly frightened by the way Shane was behaving. Shane smiled.
"Well, Tomoko, it's simple." Shane replied as he sat on the couch next to her, practically squishing her over to the side as if to keep her pinned. "I did you a favor, now you're going to do me a favor. For old times sake shall we say." Shane winked at her, which sent chills down Tomoko's spine. She now knew exactly what he wanted, but she would refuse.
As Shane moved in closer, Tomoko tried to push him away with her hands on his chest. It was useless, he wasn't moving. As she started to scream he covered her mouth with his hand. Before going in to kiss her, he whispered in her ear.
"It's not like you haven't done this before. Once a slut, always a slut."
With that he pressed his lips on hers so hard that her lower lip began to bleed. She struggled hard just to breathe as his tongue snaked into her mouth.
Now practically on top of her and rendering her immobile with his body, Shane slid one hand up her skirt, and quickly removed her panties. His other hand squeezed her breast so hard, Tomoko did everything she could not to scream in pain. Then, shortly after hearing Shane unzip his pants, Tomoko felt a pain she never thought possible. The forced entry reaffirmed her worse fear. She was being raped. Tomoko thought for sure she would pass out from the pain as Shane thrusted into her over and over again.
When he was finally through with Tomoko, Shane got up from the couch and zipped up his pants. At this point he was completely spent and out of breath, but maintained an almost evil smile. Tomoko remained laying on the couch, unable to look her attacker in the face. A stream of tears falling down her face, and pain still ringing in her body. As Shane leaned over her, she could feel his breath on her ear. She cringed praying he didn't violate her again.
"You tell anyone about what just happened Tomoko, and your days in Japan will become public. I'll make your life so miserable here in the WWE, even the worst street corner in New York will look like paradise. That's where you belong anyway bitch."
As Shane straightened out his clothes he returned to his desk and clicked the television on once more. Without even looking at her and called out to Tomoko.
"You can leave now."
When Tomoko left Shane's office, she ran as fast as she could to any dark corner in the building where she could be alone. Once she was sure it was safe, she fell to the floor and buried her face in her hands. Her tears came with no end in sight. Then suddenly, and to her complete surprise, she heard another familiar voice.
"Tomoko, what's wrong, are you okay?"
As she looked up, hardly able to see from the puffiness now showing around her eyes, she made out the form of none other than John Cena.