Next chapter! Thanks for all the reviews and reads! It's near the end of the semester, and things are getting hectic, but most of the story is written...except the end, of course, which is driving me nuts. (laughs) Hopefully my Musi will work it out... Hopefully. XD

Onto the next chapter! But, oh, it's shorter than I thought...

John Cena was walking out to his car when he heard two distinct voices in the hallway. Hiding behind a large plant (he is a marine after all, a master of camouflage!), the WWE Champion peered out at the two men. The first shock was that they were walking together so closely; the second came when he realized that they were holding hands.

"Holy…shit," he whispered, crouching down lower. "If they find me, they're going to kill me! But this is great!"

"Do you think we'll be able to keep this a secret? It's been a while since we… became official," Shawn was asking, scratching his head with his free hand, a worried look on his face.

The Undertaker frowned slightly. "I don't know… I mean, it's none of the other guys' business that we're together."

"Yeah, but…" And now the Heartbreak Kid blushed. "I have a bad feeling that they already know, and if they don't, they will soon enough."

"Good point," 'Taker said softly, and then shrugged. "Oh well, they'll find out soon enough anyway, like you said… For now, let's enjoy the privacy we have. God knows there are enough spies and busybodies around."

Shawn nodded absently, mind very much elsewhere. The last thing he wanted was for someone to know that they were together…like last time…

"…So it doesn't matter, really," 'Taker was saying when Shawn came back to the present.

He laughed lightly, pushing his fear behind him for the moment. "You're right, Mark… Let's go back to the hotel, I'm dead tired after that match against Kennedy."

"Sure," 'Taker said gently. "Is your back acting up at all?"

"Actually, it's surprisingly painless… I feel pretty good! Good enough even to do this!" With a short leap, he jumped into the Undertaker's arms. "Carry me," he said dramatically.

Mark gave a surprised laugh. "Sure, Princess, where to?"

Cena watched all of this with wide eyes, and when he was sure that the two men were gone, he stood slowly.

"No one's going to believe this!" he said excitedly, running down the hallway to spread the word: The Undertaker and Shawn Michaels were together!

The Undertaker could feel the pair of eyes on him before he could see them, so when he turned around, it was with a scowl that would have scared even the bravest man shitless.

"What?" he growled, and saw that it was Batista. "What do you want?" he asked again, after a short silence.

The Animal's eyes were downcast as he stood there, shoulders slumped. "I…I just wanted to tell you…" A pink color crept across his face, and the Undertaker raised an eyebrow.

"What, Dave?" he asked impatiently. "Do you want a rematch or something? Why are you acting like that?" When he received no answer, Mark sighed and began to walk past him, to the door.

Batista could feel his heart racing, but couldn't find the words to say. "Wait… 'Taker. Wait, please." He turned and saw the larger man staring at him, obviously ready to leave. "I wanted to…"

The Deadman growled. 'Of all nights,' he thought with a snarl. 'The night I promise Shawn that I'd take him on a real date, and Batista wants to talk!'

"Look," 'Taker began, annoyed further by the heavy silence. "I don't have time for this, I have to--"

His sentence, unfortunately, was cut short by Batista's lips pressed roughly against his own. In that moment, the Animal had grabbed him by the sides of his arms and pulled him down into a hard, passionate kiss.

Instinctively, immediately, the Undertaker pushed him away, green eyes wide. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he yelled, wiping at his mouth and then raising his fists. After spitting on the floor, he lifted his head to look directly into Dave's face, and was surprised at what he saw in those brown eyes: Pure, naked lust. It gave him pause.

"Don't you ever… Ever even think to…" 'Taker wiped at his mouth again, feeling disgusting, so angry he could barely get the words out of his mouth. "What were you thinking?!"

Batista, for the first time that night, looked directly at him. "I just…I should have done that before. When I had the chance." He sighed. "Now it's too late."

The Undertaker was a half-second away from punching him, when the words made him freeze. "What?" he asked in a low voice. "Too late?"

The Animal gave him a sad smile. "We all know, 'Taker… We know about you and Shawn Michaels."

"Shit," 'Taker swore quietly, clenching his fists. 'Shawn…' was his first thought as he turned to leave the room. But another thought made him stop and turn back to Batista.

"How long have you wanted me?" he asked calmly, sickened to see Dave blush slightly.

" 'Taker I don't just…"

"How long?"

Batista's shoulders slumped again. "Since our match at 'Mania." He smiled slightly. "God, you were hot that night."

The Undertaker grimaced and shook his head. "How many others?"

"Want you? About seven or--"

"I mean how many others know about me and Shawn, dumbass!!" he shouted, and then regretted it instantly.

Batista shook his head. "Everyone, I think. At least, everyone in the locker-room…"

"Shit," was all 'Taker said again before storming out of the room. 'I have to find Shawn now,' he thought, feeling dread build in his stomach, along with the anger. 'They know…Shawn will be devastated…Triple H will find out…Hell, he may already know… Shawn…'

Each thought made him quicken his step, and within seconds, he was running for the RAW locker room.

Trouble in paradise? Also, as a side note, I'll be alluding every-so-often to some dark event(s) in Shawn's past, but I won't go into detail yet, because they may end up being a story of their own... Or feel free to write them. (smiles)

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