Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognize.
Pairings: Dawn/Batista, Lita/Randy, Victoria/Chris J., Lillian/Chris B.
Summary: They have all they could want, but what happens when they end up with more?
Notes: The Kane/Lita/Matt angle never happened. Erase that from your memory..and we'll be fine.
Thank yous to all the reviewers! And when I say I'll have something updated within the next day, .. don't trust it too much. And yes, Dawn/Dave's wedding will have a big part in the fic. I like wedding fics near as much as some people like pregnancy fics, lol.
Chapter Six
'This is for Lita'.
That one thought ran through Randy Orton's mind as the 'date' started. From the moment they left the hotel suite to now where they were walking down the street. In the elevator, he had started second guessing things .. was it really worth this to get her back? What about his reputation? If word got out to the rest of the roster, he would be ruined! Not that he had anything against the gay populace, really that was their cup of tea. All in all, the situation just sucked. On one hand, he could ditch Larry and make a last ditch plea with Lita .. but if he did that, it could just blow back up in his face. Then he would be right back to square one with the redheaded Diva, not to mention he would've wasted the money for the plane ticket. On the other hand, he could go through with this and hope that it would all work out for the best. But, Randy decided, that if he was going to go through with it: there would be some ground rules. He figured he could at least get away with that since all Lita had said was, he had to go on this date. First and foremost on the Legend Killer's mind .. no touching. No hand holding, no having his lap used for a pillow, no contact what so ever.
"So what did you do?"
Randy snapped out of his thoughts, "Huh?"
Larry tsk'd. "What did you do to your woman? Hmm?"
The Legend Killer scoffed, "I didn't do anything."
"Yeah, okay." Larry rolled his eyes, the two coming to a stop as they waited for the crosswalk signal. "You obviously don't want to be here, but you are. I want to know why you're here, and not back at the hotel."
"Because Lita asked, that's why." Randy shrugged, "What's the big deal?"
Again, Larry tsk'd. "Because, this isn't the first time this has happened to me .. mind you, I'm not complaining and especially not this time .. but, there's always a reason behind it."
"What makes you think something happened?"
Larry raised a brow, "Duh. Listen honey, I might not have seen everything, but I've seen enough."
Randy gritted his teeth, "First off .. don't call me honey." He shuddered lightly, the two crossing the street then. "And secondly, even if there was something wrong, why should I tell you?"
"Well, it's either that or we can talk about you- and treat this like a real date." Larry winked, licking his lips then. "Where would you like to start?"
Randy twitched, "Fine okay? Li and I broke up, or we took a break.. and-"
"Don't tell me you pulled a modified Ross."
The Legend Killer blinked, "What?"
Larry sighed, "Did you have a date with or did you sleep with some other girl?"
"No, I didn't sleep with someone else. As for the date? Well, not really .. but I did ask." Randy jammed a hand into a pants pocket. "Or she asked me and I agreed."
The hotel clerk shook his head, "Men .. typical men, just when you think there's something redeeming about them.."
"Is there a point to this?" Randy sent a wary glance to his side. "Or is it some crime to-"
"You agreeing to a date with another woman, is like telling your girlfriend you're not interested." Larry explained shortly, "You pulled a Ross- you and your woman, take a 'break' which really is breaking up, but without the usual .. stipulations."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning, that it's just time apart, not that you want to see other people." Larry sighed over dramatically, "Unless that really was the message you're going for."
Randy shook his head, "No .. I want to be with Li, but every time I tried to call her or talk to her, she ignored me."
Larry raised an eyebrow, "That's usually what time apart means, baby cakes." He grinned impishly, "She wanted some space- that means no physical contact, no calling, little talking."
Randy gave him a suspicious look, "How the hell are you such an expert on women?"
"Were you not paying attention earlier? I told you, this has happened to me before.." Larry shook his head, "No wonder she wanted space, did you pay enough attention to her?"
"Our relationship was great, thanks." Randy smiled tightly, "We were happy together."
Larry sent him a disbelieving look, "Which explains why .. when she saw you? She nearly tried to take your head off.. yeah, great relationship there."
The Legend Killer rolled his shoulders, "Look, she saw me getting out of the elevator with this other girl, we were talking .. making plans for a date. That's all that happened."
"That's all," Larry echoed incredulously, "Sweet cheeks, if that's all.."
"That is all." Randy persisted. "And would you cut it out with the pet names?"
Larry gingerly rubbed his temples, "If that really was all that happened, you wouldn't be here right now. You'd be back in that hotel suite with your girlfriend."
Randy fell silent, thinking back then on his relationship with the redheaded Diva.
"So, lets try this again." Larry let out a calming breath. "What did you do?"
The Legend Killer frowned, "I missed a date once .. but that's because I had to be back at home. Li said she understood."
Larry raised an eyebrow, "Continue please."
"Well," Randy shrugged nonchalantly, "There have been a few times, she's seen me talking to some other chicks-"
"Flirting talking or talking, talking."
"They were flirting, I was talking." Randy smirked, "I mean .. come on? Can you really blame them?"
"Well, no not really." Larry shook his finger admonishingly, "But your girlfriend probably thought you were doing the flirting. And that, baby doll, is not good."
"I wasn't," Randy protested then, "It's probably just my charming nature that made her think that .. and that's even if she did."
Larry frowned, "And have you talked to her about this? Or did you just try to write it off like it was nothing?"
"Why are you trying to help me?"
"Because I've seen it happy way too many times." Larry pursed his lips in thought, "Girl meets boy, girl and boy get together .. girl and boy are happy. Boy screws up, girl gets mad. Which results in one of two endings."
"And that is?"
"One, boy and girl talk about their problems, boy and girl possibly get back together which leads to the boy and girl being happy again." Larry shrugged, "And on the other hand, boy and girl ignore their problems, girl stays mad at boy, girl and boy do not get back together .. girl more than likely moves on."
"And the boy?"
"Boy gets set up on blind dates with gay men, like myself.. or kicks himself for letting girl go."
"Now when you say possibly-"
"Don't be a dummy," Larry sighed, "If you have a chance, take it, likewise if you have a reason .. follow it. Which you must have one or the other of, otherwise you wouldn't have been standing in the hotel in the first place."
Randy inwardly sighed, "I can't believe I'm taking relationship advice from a gay guy."
"Is there something wrong with that?" Larry hmph'd, "You obviously have problems figuring things out on your own. And if she really does mean that much to you; you'll just take my advice- talk to her and work things out."
Randy let out a short sigh, raking a hand through his hair. "I have tried, she won't listen to me."
"If you have tried, then again .. you wouldn't be standing here right now." Larry placed his hands on his hips. "Have you really tried? Or has it been you talking and not listening?"
Randy frowned, "Well.."
"I'll take that as a yes," Larry rolled his eyes, "Just talk to her and more importantly? Listen to what she has to say."
"I got it, okay?" Randy sent a glance to the night sky. "So, where are we going?"
"Well," Larry spared a glance to his wristwatch. "There's a small beachfront place, not far from here .. after that, you're free to go."
"She'll kill me if I get back early."
Larry smirked, "Well at least you're doing something right then... just walk around. Or you could come with me to this little jazz club.."
"I'll pass thanks.." Randy shook his head, "No offense but-"
"None taken." Larry sent the Legend Killer another smile, "Shall we then?"
"Yeah sure, whatever.." Randy jammed his hands into his pockets, "And thanks.."
Larry merely shrugged in response. Certainly, letting someone like Randy get away that easily, wasn't something he wanted to do. But, on the other hand, maybe he did deserve his own chance at happiness. Of course, that didn't mean he wouldn't see the Legend Killer again. Larry inwardly smiled, thinking back on the other part of the 'gift' that he had received from the redheaded Diva. She had kindly offered to get him tickets, backstage passes- whatever he wanted .. when and if the WWE was in the area. Sure, he didn't know when that would happen, but he had promised the redheaded woman he would cash in on that opportunity if it did arise.