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Spoilers: Yeah, sure..from me?
Summary: Dawn and Lita get a little bit more than they bargained for when they agree to let a friend play matchmaker.
Pairings: You'll see.
Notes: No set timeline really, just the rosters are joined. Come to think of it, this story uses none of the present storylines (obviously). But, hm. How about before the whole Chris/Trish storyline and tossing the public break-up with Matt in earlier. So just work with me, and we'll be okay. Also, the writing style is a tad different from my usual, but I wanted to try something different.
Thank you to: legendthriller, Latisha C., Princess Hermione, losing grip, Funky in Fishnet, iaera, randysgirl, cerenity, Megan, CNIMBWM, Evilution & litachk9 for the reviews!..I've got a feeling some of you are probably thinking, typical me eh? But well..I couldn't help myself.
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Silence. Albeit, tense silence, but that was the most accurate way to describe the current atmosphere of the hotel suite.
Dawn and Trish, somehow managed to keep the redheaded Diva on the couch when she tried to bolt .. and their respective dates were still standing in the hallway. That was until, the brunette nearly sat on Lita, allowing the Canadian Diva to properly greet their callers. Trish Stratus smiled brightly, smoothing back a strand of hair that had come undone. She clasped her hands together in front of her, a near nervous smile on her face as she got closer to the door.
"Hi guys!" She beamed to the three, "Won't you come in..?"
Chris Jericho sent his fellow Canadian a wink, entering the suite first. "You look absolutely stunning Patricia."
John Cena was next to cross the threshold, "Thanks again Trish."
Trish beamed to the two, sending a cautious look to the remaining male. "Aren't you coming in...?"
Randy Orton glared at John Cena's back. "You are going to pay for this."
John turned from his spot near the couch, "Look bro, all you said was.. you wanted a date with someone who had similar interests."
Lita snorted in disbelief, "I highly doubt that he and I have anything in common."
Trish sent the redhead a serene smile, "Which is why it's a blind date Li .. you don't know that for sure, do you?"
The redheaded Diva rolled her eyes, "And I'm not going to find out, because I am not going.." She waited a moment, hazel eyes flickering between Trish and her 'date'. "Of all people .. him? Trish, I thought you were my friend."
"Excuse me...?" Randy scowled at the redhead, "What makes you think that I want to go on this stupid date with you? I could have anyone -in the business or not- and believe me when I say? You are the last person I want to see."
"Get over yourself Orton." Lita rolled her eyes, pointedly looking the other way. "News flash: You aren't God's gift to women."
Randy snorted, taking a step into the hotel suite. "I have the names and numbers of many women who would gladly tell you otherwise."
"And?" The redhead waved a dismissive hand. "That's supposed to impress me..? Sorry but-"
"Both of you.." Dawn Marie glanced between Randy and the redhead. "Shut up..Li? I love you but, get over it. It's a date, that's all. Trish was nice enough to arrange all of this and-"
"Nice enough to set me up with trash like that?" Lita glared at the blonde Canadian Diva. "Please."
"An' besides Orton." John Cena piped up from his spot on the arm of the couch. "All you said was, find me someone who has some similar interests..I passed that on to blondie over there an' she took care of the rest."
Randy rolled his eyes, jamming a hand into a pocket. "So..? That doesn't mean I should go through with this..I mean, look at her and look at me."
Lita raised an eyebrow, "And just what the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Randy smirked, "You figure it out. I'm gone."
"Actually.." Trish smoothed down the front of her dress, a pointed look sent between Randy and Lita. "Both of you are staying and do you want to know why? I'll tell you why. It took me I don't know how many phone calls and favors to pull off this date. It took money from my pocket that I had been saving. So the least you can do is just go on this date. I'm not asking either of you to enjoy yourselves, just don't kill each other." The Canadian Diva huffed, "You don't want to talk to each other? Fine, I really don't care, but you're going, even if it means I have to handcuff you two together."
Lita scowled at her friend, "You wouldn't dare."
Trish raised an eyebrow in challenge. "Try me."
The redheaded Diva paused, looked between the threatening glares of Trish and Dawn..then dared to take a glance towards her date. In the end, she sat back, her arms crossed over her chest.
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Ten minutes later, and the six were assembled on the sidewalk. Trish and Chris were standing together and looking quite cozy. Dawn was grasping a single red rose in one hand, the other resting companionably on John's shoulder. Lita, meanwhile was on one side of Trish, while Randy was on the other side of John. All in all, the two looked miserable, but they had at least agreed to go on the date. But, only after there were more threats on Dawn and John's part. Trish had informed them in the elevator, that their drivers would be waiting when they got to the sidewalk. They had been waiting for five minutes already, and when someone started getting impatient .. Trish merely tossed her a look. Finally, the first of three cars pulled up the curb; Eddie Guerrero grinned from the driver's seat of his lowrider.
Latino Heat wiggled his eyebrows at the three Divas. "What's up Mamacita's.."
Trish smiled to Eddie, then sent a look over to Dawn and John. "Your chariot has arrived."
Lita sent a pleading look to Dawn, all but asking the brunette to stay a few more minutes.
"Li..just relax." Dawn whispered beneath her breath, "Who knows..this might work out for you." The brunette Diva grinned, blowing a kiss to Trish and Lita before the lowrider sped off.
"Trish.." Lita began placidly, "Can you at least tell us where the night of hell is taking place?"
The blonde Diva shrugged, "You'll find out when your driver arrives."
The redheaded Diva opened her mouth to pester Trish more, when the second car pulled up to the curb. The passengers side window was rolled down, Jeff Hardy leaning out.
"Evenin' ladies.." He grinned charmingly to Trish and Lita, then a nod to Chris and Randy. "An' gentlemen."
The redhead let out a sigh of relief, while Randy just made a face.
"Go on Li." Trish nudged the redhead, a sweet smile on her face. "You can't stand here forever.."
Lita rolled her eyes, but got in the car all the same. Chris nearly shoved Randy in the vehicle, but soon enough..the reluctant duo was on their way.
"So..." Chris sent a look to his fellow Canadian. "Who's our driver?"
Trish batted her lashes innocently, fishing out car keys from her purse. "You are..Jeeves."
Chris rolled his eyes, but took the keys from her anyway. "Then, let's be off..Miss Daisy."
The blonde Diva giggled, "Well at least I did one thing right.."
"Oh?"
Trish nodded, "John actually asked if he could be Dawn's date..it was sooo sweet!"
Chris smirked, "I'll bet it was but .. uh Trish? Are you sure that sending the other two off was such a bright idea?"
"Well.." The blonde Diva bit her lower lip in thought. "I kinda asked John if he'd help me a little..and when he told me who it was, I thought ya know, well this is just great..Li's gonna kill me-"
"She still might do that."
"I know." Trish shrugged all the same, "But, John said it could work out..and I talked to Dawn about it, Dawn said don't worry just do it. Li would complain either way, so it really wouldn't make a difference."
Chris pondered that for a moment, "I suppose not..but Trish, Randy Orton and Lita? That's just absurd."
Trish blinked as she got into the car. "How do you figure?"
The blonde wrestler shot her a 'duh' look. "They're complete opposites."
Trish shrugged indifferently. "But, we don't know that Chris..I mean, John said that Randy was looking for someone with similar interests. I don't really know Randy but John does and-"
"But did you see how they reacted?"
"Yeah..so?" The Canadian Diva snorted, "Remember when Christian set the two of us up?"
"Your point?"
Trish raised an eyebrow, "No offense honey, but me and you? I never would've pictured it."
Chris scoffed, "Please Trish, everyone needs a little does of Y2J."
The blonde Diva shook her head, "You don't get it..I didn't think it'd work out but I took a chance and-"
"Yeah but, we're different from Lita and Randy."
Trish stuck out her tongue. "Would you let me finish? I'm not expecting that it will work out, but that doesn't mean it can't."
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The car ride to the resturant was subsequently in silence. The strains of the radio the only noise as the two drove through the city. And even though tonight was really meant to be a date, both Trish and Chris were armed and ready. Trish had a two-way radio to connect with Jeff, while Chris had a two-way radio to connect with Eddie. Respectively, the drivers were supposed to check in every half hour to give an update on the dates. Trish was expecting chaos while Chris was expecting..well really, he wasn't expecting much as Trish had conned him into the idea. At any rate, Trish had set up the dates into two parts. First would be dinner, followed by a late movie. But, if the date didn't make it peacefully through dinner..the blonde Diva was prepared to resort to plan B.
Just as Chris was about to place his order, his two way radio beeped for attention. The blonde man gave the waitress an apologetic smile, excusing himself to silence the wretched yellow machine. Trish watched on patiently, ordering out of habit for both of them. And when Chris returned, the waitress was gone .. and Chris relayed the information from Eddie. According to Latino Heat, the date was going well. Eddie had parked himself at a table in the corner of the resturant, close enough to see Dawn and John but not close enough to eavesdrop. In short, all was going well with Dawn and John, and so as they waited for their food; Trish and Chris eyed the second yellow radio. Sure enough, by the time the food arrived; the blonde Diva's radio beeped for attention. Trish excused herself from the table, holding the radio to her ear.
Things weren't going quite as expected.
Author babble: In the midst of writing, I felt like I was rushing..maybe I am but I think it worked for the most part. Anyway, Dawn/John covered in the next chapter..Randy/Lita in the following.