Disclaimer:
- I do not own anything and anyone involved in this fic…err…did I get that right? Ü

A/N:
- Ei guys…it's my first time writing so please excuse wrong spellings and grammars.
- Also, I apologize for all the lame stuffs…I'm still trying to improve my writing skills…Ü
- Please tell me all my errors so I'll know okay!?

Summary:
They hated each other but a twisted fate seem to always bring these two together making them hate each other more…Until one of them did the unthinkable…Characters include: Orton, Y2J, Batista, Triple H, Lita, Stacy, Trish, etc…

Chapter 1: Encounter

"Trish what's taking you so long?!" Lita cried out. Trish was in the shower and Lita was already getting pissed because she's been waiting alone in the diva's locker room for quite a long time already.

"Almost done! Just a sec okay!?" Trish said and came out of the shower room a few minutes later.

"Trish…I swear…I don't get what takes you so long there! Do you, like, cleanse your soul in there!?"

"Tsk…tsk…Lita, baby, don't you have any patience?" Trish said smiling innocently.

"Tss…patience my ass! You know, I had patience a while ago…" Lita said frowning.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry already! sheesh! What's wrong with you!? You're in such a bad mood today."

"Really? I was? I'm sorry. You know it's that time of the month and all…" she sighed.

"Ah…I see…" Trish said with a slight giggle. She started getting dressed and she wore a pink tee with white prints that said "sexy" and loose black jogging pants with white stripes on the side together with white rubber shoes and black visor with her hair tied up in a ponytail.

"So let's go?" Lita asked. She wore a black top with a skull print and her red fish net thingy and army pants with combat boots. Her hair was let down the usual way.

"Yeah sure…Hey, wait. Where's Stacy?" Trish asked.

"Oh…you know, she had less patience than me so she went out and tried to enjoy herself. She was dying of boredom here…You know, when I think about it…I should've joined her and got bored a little less." Lita said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Li…I already said I'm sorry…Your period's getting you, you know?"

Lita laughed, "Sorry."

Randy Orton and Dave Batista were heading out of the arena when they spotted Stacy Keibler who was walking in the opposite direction.

"Ooh what do we have here?!" Batista whispered to Randy while both were eyeing the long-legged diva that was passing their way.

"Hey sexy…" Randy Orton said as Stacy paused for a while and shot a cold stare at Batista and Randy and then rolled her eyes.

"Why are you still here in the arena late at night and all alone?! You're looking for me aren't you!? I know! You wanna ask me out, don't ya!?" Randy smirked and smiled at Stacy cockily, as Batista laughed so hard when he heard this.

"Stop now Orton or you'll piss her head off." Batista whispered to Randy's ear.

"As if! You are just sooo conceited aren't you!?" said a now very angry Stacy. She just loathed this very arrogant man in front of her. "Too late…" Batista whispered.

"Why are you trying to be so hard to get anyway!? I know you want me." Randy said still with his cocky smile plastered on his face.

"I'm not playing hard to get, asshole. I'm just not interested in you at all." Stacy said watching Randy's cocky smile turn into a frown.

"Don't you dare call me an asshole."

"Oh I just did, asshole! You know, you're role in Evolution suited you real good. It seemed to me you weren't finding it hard to act like an asshole since you're already an asshole." Stacy taunted pissing Randy off. She started to walk away thinking that she had no time for this unreasonable argument.

"Bitch." Randy murmured as he shot a slicing glare at Stacy who was now far away from them.

"Randy, you know, you were really being immature." Batista spoke up as Randy was getting more and more pissed by the second.

"I don't care. Can you believe that bitch!? She said I was an asshole and said that I was conceited!"

"Randy, to tell you the truth, you were being an asshole to her and you are pretty conceited most of the time." Batista said matter-of-factly.

"Now you think I'm conceited too!? Damn it! Why the heck are you on her side!?" Randy said getting enraged.

"Chill, man! That wasn't what I meant! And I said most of the time!" Batista said and let out a light chuckle. "Randy it's your fault you got pissed anyway. You should've been more polite."

"I was polite. She was the rude one." He defended.

"Oh right. You were polite." Batista said sarcastically, "Let me remind you hope polite you were. You were being polite like this, you wanna ask me out don't you!? I know you want me." Batista said mocking Randy.

"Heh. Very funny, Dave." Randy said sarcastically.

"You know, man. You should've shown respect to the lady. You were being a jerk around you. And you tell me she was the rude one!? Randy how rude were the things you said to her!? Huh!? She got offended by that you know since she's a lady. She expected more respect than what you just showed her." Batista said lecturing Randy.

"Alright already! Can we just go!?" Randy said as they reached his car and got in. He started his engine and started to drive away. Batista knew Randy was trying to cool himself because he got really pissed, so he decided not to bring up their earlier encounter with Stacy Keibler anymore and started a new topic.

"So do you know where the club is? The one Hunter was talking about?"

"Yeah, just a couple of blocks from here. We're almost there."

"I see." Batista said as he nodded.

"I sure hope there'll be lots of hot chicks in there." Randy said as Batista sensed that Randy was starting to get in the mood.

"Now you're talking." Batista grinned.

A/N:
-Ei guys that's it for the chapter. Pretty lame right?! Sorry for any typos and wrong grammars, etc…
-Did you guys like Stacy and Randy hating each other first? Heehee…I liked to start out with that coz I got inspired from one of the fics I read (They Stuck Me With You. Ü) Anyways, please try to review…I really need to hear from you people, coz you guys are the ones I'm trying to please…
-Hey! Do you guys know what color Stephanie McMahon's eyes are?
-Take care and happy New Year to all of you!

Next chapter: "Pissed" Obviously, they got to the bar and most of them were having fun and let's just say some of them weren't exactly having the time of their lives.