Well, well! Another update! Hope y'all who are reading this are enjoying it so far. I really do appreciate reviews, and love them, but I won't beg for them. Maybe. :) Anyway, here's the next chapter...and from here on out, things get even more...interesting. Oh, and yes, I have a cameo, as promised. (laughs)
Enjoy.
It was 3:30 pm when Shawn made it back to the hotel. He passed by Mark's room and saw the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, which most likely meant that he was napping, as he often did during the afternoon.
'What a strange man… So interesting,' the Heartbreak Kid mused as he at last came to the door he wanted. He knocked once, and heard a small commotion inside. Pressing his ear against the door, he could hear two female voices and one male voice.
"Oh my," he whispered, stepping away from the door. And just it time too, as it flew open and Mickie James came storming out.
"Look, it's either me, or her!" she yelled back into the room, slamming the door shut behind her. "Oh, hey Shawn," she said calmly before stomping down the hallway. A second later, the door opened again, and the newest RAW Diva, known only as the She Wolf, came out, eyes misting over with tears.
"Mickie wait!" she called. "I told you I love you!" Shawn winced as she punched the nearest wall, making an impressive hole in the plaster before bursting into tears. "Oh, hey Shawn," she said between sobs. "Which way did Mickie go?"
"Um…that way," Shawn answered, pointing down the hall.
"Thanks," the She-Wolf said before taking off in a sprint. "Mickie! Mickie, wait!"
HBK shook his head. 'Guess things could be worse… I could be a woman.' The thought made him laugh for a while.
"Come in," the male voice said, and Shawn smiled.
"Hey there, Ric," he laughed, as he hugged the Nature Boy warmly. "What were you doing with those two?" he asked with a raised eyebrows.
"Oh, you know those two… They're having some relationship problems. That Wolf is Mickie's girlfriend, but it's pretty obvious she wants Candice. And don't even get me started on her and Lita." Flair laughed. "And I can't blame her! But I don't know what made them think that I could help them. Me, of all people! Ha, women."
Shawn laughed. 'Uh-oh,' he thought, scratching his head.
"Actually, Ric, that's why I came here."
"You like Candice too?"
"...No. Relationship problems."
Flair smiled slowly, and then opened his door widely. "Come on it, son. Tell the Nature Boy all about it."
The Undertaker had just finished packing his bags when there was soft knock at his door. He growled inwardly, still in the process of waking up, and opened it.
"Hey, Mark!" Shawn said cheerfully, a bright smile gracing his perfect face. The Deadman instantly came awake.
"Oh, hi Shawn," he said, returning the smile. "I haven't seen you all day…"
HBK felt a light blush came to his cheeks. 'He noticed I was gone,' he thought, looking away from the clear green eyes of the Undertaker. 'He thinks of me…maybe as much as I think of him… Ric was right!'
"Yeah… I had some errands to run… Busy day, and all." He took the larger man's hand. "Come on, Mark, we had better go. I don't want to be late… It's a super show tonight, so we'll both get in trouble if we miss the opening bell!"
Mark laughed, although his cheeks colored slightly when Shawn's hand touched his. "Please, Shawn. No one's going to do anything to us," he said with a laugh, before gesturing with his free hand. "Well, lead the way, Michaels."
"You're letting me drive?"
"Sure, why not? Unless you want to keep riding on the back of my motorcycle, of course."
The Heartbreak Kid smirked, blue eyes twinkling. "You're so kind…although I think that you just like the feeling of me riding behind you," he said suggestively, winking. The Undertaker blushed and snatched his hand away playfully, folding his arms.
"Mind in the gutter as always," he said gravely, although he was smiling. "But I have a feeling it's less me wanting to feel you behind me and more you wanting to feel up my ass every time I get off the damn bike." Now Shawn blushed, and was about to defend himself, when he noticed someone standing nearby. 'Taker followed his gaze, and then hit himself in the forehead, cursing himself and Shawn for talking.
"Shit," he muttered at last, seeing Ron Simmons standing there, giving them both a disgusted and surprised look. "How long have you been there?"
Shawn tried to laugh and play it off as nothing. "Ron, look, it's not what it--"
"DAMN!"
All of the WWE Superstars sat in the large meeting room, wondering what the big announcement was that Vince was going to make. HBK and the Undertaker sat in the front, shoulders resting lightly against one another for support. Both men had been in several very intense matches recently, and, of course, hadn't taken any time off because of their "old school badass" mentality. Shawn couldn't suppress a yawn even as Mr. McMahon came into the room and stood in front of everyone.
"As you all know," he began solemnly, "This year has been very hectic. It's been PPV after PPV, match after match, show after show. Many of you haven't had a break in months, some in almost a year and some even more. That being said…" And now he smiled slightly. "I'm giving you all a full two weeks off."
The room exploded into cheering as several superstars jumped from their seats.
"Thank GOD, I can go home and sleep!" John Cena yelled, falling to his knees dramatically. The sentiment was echoed by nearly everyone in attendance, except for the two men in the very front.
Shawn was very quiet when he heard this announcement, unsure if he should be happy or sad. The prospect of getting rest was very appealing, but the idea of spending his time home alone wasn't. He hated being in his house all by himself, and he knew that the silence would only make him miss Hunter even more. Shawn couldn't suppress a shudder at the thought of being completely alone for two weeks…
It was then, however, that he noticed that Mark had fallen silent as well. Now this was interesting—he knew that 'Taker would have no qualms about being alone, and besides, he had his brother…
"Happy to go home?" he asked, turning his head to look at the Phenom better.
Mark sighed slightly. "Well, I would be, except my house is getting worked on. It's pretty old, and has needed repairs for some time now. So, I contracted a couple of guys to work on it last month…and they're still working on it, the lazy bastards." He laughed slightly. "Oh well. I guess two weeks in a hotel isn't too bad. At least I'll be getting some rest, right?"
Shawn's perfect features formed into a frown. "Aww, 'Taker, it's a shame that you can't go home…" Slowly, an idea dawned on him, and his expression changed almost instantly into an excited grin. "Mark!" he gasped, clutching the giant's arm. "You can stay with me!"
The Undertaker's green eyes widened slightly. "Wait...what?"
"You can stay with me! I have extra room, and…" His smiled dimmed slightly, and his blue eyes clouded over for an instant. "And I hate being alone anyway…"
Mark was too stunned to speak for a moment. Shawn Michaels was inviting him to his house? "Wow…Shawn, you don't have to do that…"
The Heartbreak Kid slid his arm around the Deadman's shoulders. "Hey, I still owe you for giving me that ride…" His smile returned full force almost as quickly as it had dimmed. "And besides, you're my friend. I gotta look out for you, y'know?"
"Shawn…" Mark began, feeling his heart pound. He hated being so vulnerable, but he literally couldn't say no to Shawn. 'Damn, that's going to be a problem in the future,' he thought with a small smile. "Thank you."
And to make matters worse, the smile Shawn Michaels gave him in that moment damn near made his heart melt.
Wow... Undertaker's going to be spending a few weeks with Shawn... alone... (cough cough)
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