Sorry for the wait... I've been a little busy lately with work and school work... Bah. It'll get done. Anyway, here's the next chapter!
Oh, on a side note, my Shawn Muse scolded me for making him swear in the first chapter (I had forgotten about that!), and I discovered that I had a Batista Muse too.
The things you find out at 4 am...
Anyway, on with the story!
"Shawn?" the Undertaker called, taking note of the glances he got from some of the guys. "Where's Shawn?" he asked the nearest wrestler, who happened to be Hardcore Holly. "Is Shawn here?"
"Deadman, we know you're the Big Dog and all, but this is the RAW dressing room and you can't--" In an instant, his head had hit the locker, having been punched so hard in the nose that his neck snapped back.
Not-so-Hardcore Holly slumped to the floor in a heap.
"Where's Shawn?" the Phenom asked again, and his green eyes fell on Jeff Hardy.
"Over there," he answered quickly, pointing to a door. "He's planning on leaving early to go out tonight…" 'Taker nodded and rushed into the indicated room, practically scaring Shawn out of his skin as he slipped a shirt over his head.
"Oh, it's you!" he said with a small smile as he caught his breath. "You nearly gave me a heart attack…" His voice trailed off when he saw the worry in his lover's eyes. "Mark…what is it?"
The Undertaker shook his head, wondering how Shawn would react, and preparing for the worst. "They know, Shawn," he said simply, and the Heartbreak Kid's blue eyes widened.
"Know…what?" he asked, praying it wasn't what he thought it was.
"They know about us. That we're together."
Shawn's blue eyes widened even more in panic. "What?! How?! Who?!" His voice went up several octaves as his panic increased.
"I don't know!" 'Taker said more loudly than he had wanted to. "All of them, according to Batista!"
"My God," Shawn whispered, wrapping his arms around himself as he began to pace. "What are we going to do?"
'Taker shook his head. "I don't know… I could threaten to kill anyone who says anything to Hunter but--"
"No! I mean, what are we going to do about you?"
The Deadman blinked. "Wait…what?"
"You…" Shawn felt tears coming to his eyes and quickly wiped them away. He hating crying sometimes, but this was too much. "It's going to ruin your reputation if you're seen with someone like me!" He brushed back his golden hair, still pacing. "Oh, God, I'm so sorry…" That had been one of his greatest fears ever since he started going out with Mark. Besides Hunter finding out, there was always the risk that the other guys would…
'Taker was stunned. "Shawn," he began softly, but didn't know what else to say. The last thing he cared about was his "reputation." He didn't give a rat's ass what anyone thought! He only cared about Shawn…and Shawn's happiness.
'And here he is, thinking of my happiness, not even considering the fact that Hunter will find out faster now…' Despite himself, 'Taker smiled.
"Shawn," he said again, trying to take the nearly-frantic man into his strong, tattooed arms. "Shawn…"
"I've ruined it for you," HBK said in a shaky voice. "I'm so sorry, Mark." He pulled away from him and walked quickly out the room, noting every stare, feeling every glance, hearing every word. For Shawn, it was as though he had been transported back in time, back when he had first started going out with Hunter. It had been simultaneously the best and worst time of his life, as both he and Hunter gained the titles of "Locker Room Sluts." It had been hell.
'Because of me,' Shawn thought, leaning against a wall having distanced himself from the others. He never, never wanted to go down those paths in his mind again but it seemed as though he could never escape it. 'I ruined it. Hunter should have left me, but he didn't… Now I'm ruining Mark's life too…'
With moist eyes, he stood out in the hallway, an idea forming with every step he took. When he was in well out in the open, he stopped walking.
"Hey guys!" he said loudly so that both locker rooms could hear. Sure enough, all the guys came out to see what the commotion was about.
"There's been a rumor going around about me and the Undertaker." He put on his most serious face, holding back his tears, voice almost threatening in tone.
'I have to make this right,' he told himself. 'If I end it now…'
"I just wanted to set the record straight. We--Mark and I--are not…We're not…" He was cut off by the sound of a door flying open and banging against the wall. Every head turned to see the Undertaker standing there, frozen, or so it seemed, green eyes wide as he stared at Shawn.
"Michaels is so dead," Edge whispered to Randy, who nodded slightly.
"I wonder who started the rumor though?" the Legend Killer whispered back. "That guy is dead, too, when 'Taker finds him." To his right, Cena coughed nervously.
Shawn swallowed his sobs, but he couldn't stop the slight trembling threatening to overtake him. "We're not…" He watched as the Undertaker walked over to him, slow, measured steps. And his expression was completely unreadable. Everyone in the room moved back at least 3 feet from the doomed Heartbreaker.
"I'm sorry," he whispered to the Phenom when he was close enough. "I'm so sorry…" HBK closed his eyes, waiting for the fist to connect with his nose.
Instead, he felt a pair of warm, familiar lips on his.
Blue eyes opened wide with shock, and Shawn gasped when Mark continued to kiss him, to embrace him, right in front of every WWE Superstar in attendance. He heard the collective gasp of the crowd and blushed, now perfectly confused.
"What?" he asked in a half-daze as the Undertaker pulled back slightly. "Why…?"
The Undertaker turned to address the crowd. "You see…it's true. Shawn is mine. And I'm Shawn's. So hands off." He smiled secretly at HBK before continuing. "Just so you ladies and gentlemen know, it's not a damn rumor. And if you have a problem, please, speak up now." In the silence, he took the still-stunned Shawn's hand and began walking from the room, right out of the building and to the parking lot.
"B-but your…rep…" Shawn asked as they climbed into the car, at last finding his voice again. "Your…image…"
"Doesn't mean shit to me compared to you." He gave Shawn his most innocent smile, leaning against the steering wheel. "I'm proud to be your boyfriend, Shawn Michaels."
The Heartbreak Kid stared at him for a long moment, and then lowered his head against the dashboard, feeling tears fall from his eyes. "Mark…" he began, but was silenced by a soft kiss on the cheek.
"Shawn," 'Taker began with a smile. "I love you, dammit. To hell with those guys. If they don't like it, they're going to have to answer to me and my fists. And probably yours too." He flipped his dark hair back with a grin. "It's not like most of them didn't want us for themselves anyway. I had to set the record straight."
At that, Shawn laughed, still feeling the tears fall. "I love you," was all he managed to say as he laughed and cried. He felt a large, gentle hand stroking his hair and leaned into the touch.
'Maybe it'll be different this time,' he thought suddenly, closing his eyes. 'Maybe…'
"Shit!" Mark swore suddenly, hitting the steering wheel angrily. Shawn gave him a quizzical look. "I meant to brush my teeth and wash out my mouth before I kissed you again," he explained.
"Why?" Shawn asked, wiping away the last of his tears.
"Because…" 'Taker fell silent, cheeks reddening. "Because, uh, Batista…kissed me…" He scowled when Shawn started laughing, and began to drive off, still blushing.
"I'm glad you find this so funny," he said with a pout as HBK continued to laugh, even when they had reached the hotel.
Shawn tried to stop chuckling. "I'm sorry, Mark but… I totally called that one!" As they got out of the car, he nudged 'Taker in the ribs lightly. "So… Are you going to be spending some quality time in his room tonight?"
The Undertaker gagged slightly. "Hell no!" he said with a toss of his hair. "I'm still pissed that he even dared to kiss me! Ugh." He spat on the ground again. Shawn put an arm around his waist.
"Don't worry Mark…Next time, I'll protect you from him," he said with a wink, which made 'Taker begin to laugh as they walked through the glass doors.
Problem solved, right?
Hell no! XD
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