Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

Chapter Five

Glenn slowly placed soft kisses along Randy's neck and shoulders, enjoying the salty taste of his young husband. The young man moaned and his eyelids fluttered open.

"Feels so good," Randy whispered.

"That's the point," Glenn mumbled.

"I'll still I won't bottom for you."

Glenn chuckled. "What are you doing today?"

"I'm off today," Randy breathed. "House show tomorrow, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday."

Glenn bit him and Randy whimpered.

"What to spend some time together before my taping?"

Randy slightly turned his head. "Now, why would I do that?"

Glenn shrugged. "Because I'm your husband."

"Well, according to rumors, I'm Mike's husband."

Glenn chuckled. "I find you attractive."

"I find you monstrous," Randy joked as he pressed his back into Glenn's chest.

The large man growled before biting down harder on Randy's shoulder.

"I hate you," Randy hissed.

Glenn lapped at the mark. "You know you love it."

Randy sighed.

"So, how about it?"

Randy thought a moment.

Glenn stopped his kiss and bite assault on Randy's neck and shoulders.

The younger man whimpered in protest.

"I'm waiting for an answer."

"Fine. I'll spend a day with you."

The large man chuckled a he rolled out of bed.

"Wh-huh?" Randy stared at him with confusion on his face.

"You need to get ready to go," Glenn said. "I have to go retrieve my brother and we'll be on our way." Glenn started to dress.

Randy rolled his eyes and scooted out of bed. He headed for the showers, but Glenn grabbed him and pulled him down to sit on his lap.

"Don't be mad," Glenn said.

"I'm not mad."

"You're acting like it."

Randy sighed. "Listen, you have to understand. I've never been in this type of relationship before."

"Relationship? You saying you want to give it a try?"

Randy stared at the ground as he chewed on his bottom lip. He did think about it before he fell asleep last night, during their make-out session, and even now. He wanted to see where it would go, but the problem was the fact that they were on two different brands and his stubbornness to only be dominate and not submit. He did not know if he could do a long distance relationship as well. Then, he thought of John and Jeff.

"Randy?"

The young man nodded. "Yeah, I want to give it a try."

Meanwhile, Mark rubbed circles in Mike's lower back. He was in deep thought about the blond and what Cena had said to him:

"Rumors and gossip always fly about backstage whether if they're true or not. Mike's a good kid. He may be a flirt, but that's it. It's just flirting. If you choose to believe the gossip, then you're no better than the rest of them. If you choose to get to know him, I mean really know him and not turn on him, then you're a better person for trying because at least you'll be getting to the truth."

He looked to the sleeping young man and smiled. He leaned forward to kiss his forehead. Mike shifted and settled down. Mark's cell rang and he gently pulled away from Mike causing the blond to whimper from the loss of body heat. He settled in Mark's place gripping the older man's pillow. Mark fished in his pants' pocket and pulled it out.

"Donny, my man," Mark greeted as he entered the bathroom. "What news do you have for me?" Mark listened for about ten to twelve minutes and gave a bittersweet smile. "Thanks, Donny."

The older man leaned against the sink counter as his mind went over the information that his lawyer gave him. He sighed. The Deadman pushed himself off the counter and re-entered the bedroom.

Mike had sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Morning."

"Morning," Mark greeted. He went over and kissed his forehead.

The blond stared up at him.

"I was thinking, wanna hang out some before my taping tonight?"

"Okay. Sounds like fun. I have nothing to do today."

"Good, go get ready."

Mike got out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. Mark began to dress, mind still on what his lawyer had told him. He decided to make the bed before packing up Mike's things. He looked over the young man's clothes and pulled out several outfits. He sat on the bed when the blond made his appearance. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair was still damp.

"You didn't have to pack up for me," Mike said.

"I don't mind," Mark said.

He watched as Mike looked through the outfits before settling on a pair of dark jeans and a forest green T-shirt with "Rockstar" written on the first. The blond dressed not caring if Mark had his eyes on him. The blond went back to the bathroom to style his hair.

There was a knock at the door and Mark went to answer it. He quirked his eyebrow.

"Where did you stay last night?" Mark questioned with a smirk.

"That's none of your business," Glenn replied.

Randy peeked over his shoulder causing the Deadman to laugh.

"Right." Mark let them in. He noticed fresh love bites all over Randy's neck.

"We're leaving," Glenn said.

Mark stared at him.

"I came to get you so we can go."

Mark nodded. "I'm waiting for Mike." He went and packed the other outfits up.

"What?" Glenn and Randy asked.

"You heard."

Glenn and Randy stared at each other.

"Besides, I got a call from my lawyer. Might as well make the most of it, guys."

"What are you trying to say?" Randy asked.

"I'm saying...we're stuck together until my lawyer can find due cause to get the marriages annulled. He said it could take up to a week, a mouth, hell, even up to a year. Since, gay marriages are still new on the books, he's trying to figure out how to handle this," Mark explained.

Glenn sighed and he looked to Randy.

Randy, whose anger tended to get the best of him, was oddly calm and Mark noticed this behavior. He also saw that his brother and the young man were standing awfully close together.

"Fine," Randy said. "But, everyone thinks that Mike and I are married."

"Well, you can either play along with the ruse or tell everyone that you're actually married to the Big Red Machine," Mark offered.

"Like anyone would believe that," Randy said as he folded his arms over his chest.

Mark nodded in agreement. "It's up to you though."

Mike stepped out of the bathroom, ready to go. He looked to the three men. "What's wrong?"

"We're going to be married for awhile longer it seems," Mark replied.

The blond nodded. "So, we can either tell everyone that Randy and I aren't married but married to someone else or keep it as is, right?"

"It's up to you," Mark said.

The younger man replied, "Well, since I'm married to you, I'd rather let everyone know that."

"But who would believe that I'm married to Glenn?" Randy asked.

"I don't care what people think," Mike said. "What we do is our business and not theirs. They can judge all they want, but they can't live our lives nor live it for us. Let them gossip. Let them get it wrong and make fools of themselves."
"I like you," Glenn said.

"Well, Randy?" Mark said.

Randy thought about what Mike said and finally nodded. "Well, we did want to give this relationship a try. Okay, we'll set people straight."

"That's settled," Glenn replied. "Let's go."

…

Randy and Mike set their bags down close to their husbands' beds and waited for them to get ready. Mark let his brother go first so he could talk to Mike about "Honor of the Samurai." Randy listened and felt a ping of interest in the game. Soon, it was Mark's turn in the shower. Randy watched Glenn dress while Mike read through the book.

"I wonder how we're going to work this out," Mike pondered.

"What?" Glenn asked.

"I mean, Mark and you are on Smackdown! and Randy and I are on Raw. How are we going to make this work?"

"One day at a time, I guess," Glenn replied.

Mike nodded as he looked up. He quickly moved his eyes down and back to the book. Warmth crept up his neck and across his checks. He did not mean to look. He did not mean to see Glenn's pale muscular body nor his well-endowed member.

Randy looked at the blond and smirked. Glenn glanced up from rummaging through his clothes and saw how red Mike had gotten.

Mark came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He looked to Mike. "Why are you red as a tomato?"

Mike moved his eyes to his husband. "I didn't mean to look."

Mark looked over to his naked brother. "Oh." The older man shook his head and went to look through his things. He threw off his towel and began to dress.

This time, Randy blushed when he glanced over to the Deadman. Mike saw this and moved over to him. He nudged Randy and held open the book. Both men started to read to get their minds out of the gutter.

Mark and Glenn glanced at each other and laughed.

"Shut up!" Randy barked, causing Mike to flinch.

The brothers got dressed and the four went to lunch. They sat and talked for awhile before their food came.

"So, Vince wants to see us," Mark explained, looking over his texts.

"Regarding?" Randy asked.

"I let him know about the situation," Mark said as he slid his cell back into his pants.

"Is this going to be our last meal as WWE wrestlers?" Mike asked.

"I doubt it," Glenn replied. "Seeing how Mark, Randy, and I are some of the top wrestlers."

"Is this my last meal as a WWE wrestler?" Mike questioned.

"I don't think so," Mark replied. "Even if it is, you get to travel with me and keep me company."

Mike smiled.

"So, I was thinking," Mark replied, "from now on, if Mike doesn't get fired, Randy and you share a room."

"But that will confirm to people that he and I are married," Randy said.

"Hell, let them," Glenn said. "This way, visits will be easier on everyone."

Randy thought about it and nodded as their food came.

"Right, let's eat," Mark said. "Don't want to keep Vince waiting."

…

The four men sat in Vince's office while their boss sat behind his organized desk, eyes moving from one face to the next.

"From what Mark told me," Vince began, "you four got married...Mike to Mark and Randy to Glenn. Am I correct?"

The men nodded.

"But you don't remember any of it, right?"

"No, sir," fell from their lips.

Vince nodded. "What the HELL were you thinking? Were you thinking? Don't answer that question cause apparently you four weren't." Vince breathed. "Now, Mark has informed me that his lawyer is looking into the situation, but it could take some time." He paused and closed his eyes. "Now somehow, everyone thinks that Randy and Mike are married."

The four nodded.

"Alright, let them think that. It would be better if they think that Randy and Mike are married instead of all four of you being married."

Mike looked to Mark, who stared at Vince.

"What if we want to stay with our respective husband?" Mike asked.

Vince looked at him. "If you want to stay with your husband when Mark's lawyer finds the information needed for an annulment, then we'll just have Randy and you get 'annulled' and you two can do whatever you want to do."

"Well, what if we want to stay with them now?" Mike questioned.

"That's not going to happen," Vince said with the pounding of his fist.

Mike flinched.

"I would rather deal with one couple than two. Damage control will be at the minimum. Besides, who would believe that Glenn and Randy are married? You and Randy...yes. Glenn and Randy...when Hell freezes over."

A secretary came in and handed Vince some paperwork.

He looked over the figures. "Are you sure about these numbers?"

She nodded and left.

"Looks like the surge in interest for the new couple hit into the millions," Vince informed them.

"What?" the four asked.

"Seems like the backstage gossiping has reached the internet and fans are eating it up." Vince thought a moment. "You two can do tag team matches seeing how you two are a 'couple' and would do anything to protect each other. Yeah...tag team matches."

Randy glanced over to Glenn, whose face was hard to read.

Vince stared off into space until Mark cleared his throat.

"What are you four still doing here?" the Chairman asked. "You have a taping to do. Remember, Randy and Mike are together. Make sure you get hotel rooms together, single bed, double bed. I don't care. As for you two," he looked at Mark and Glenn, "try not to hang around them too often. Even if you decide to stay married to them, wait for the annulment or divorce. Oh, a divorce on live T.V."

The four stared at each other and left their boss deep in thoughts. The two smaller men followed behind their quiet husbands to their locker room. No words passed between them as they watched their men get ready for the show.

Mike studied Mark and Glenn closely before getting up and wrapping his arms around Mark's waist. The older man stopped dressing and sighed. He pulled Mike around to stare into his eyes.

"It'll be just for a little while, okay?" Mark said.

Mike nodded and gave a crocked smile. Mark kissed him and finished dressing. Mike went back to his seat. He leaned over and whispered into Randy's ear. He looked at the blond, who nodded. Randy turned his attention to Glenn, who sat in a chair staring at the ground. The man stood up and strode over to him. He sat in lap and nuzzled his husband's neck. Glenn wrapped his arms around him and gave a quick squeeze.

Mark smiled at this and looked to Mike. Cena was right about Mike's power of observation. He was gratefully that Mike gave Randy instructions on how to make his brother feel better.

A knock came to their door. Randy got off of Glenn's lap and answered the door.

Jeff smiled at them. "Hi, guys. What are y'all doing here?"

"Hanging," Randy asked and stepped aside.

Jeff walked in and could feel something was wrong with the two men he considered to be like fathers to him. "What's wrong?"

"Not now," Mark said. "We have a show to do."

Mark and Glenn left.

Jeff looked from Randy and Mike. "Is anyone going to tell me?"

Mike nodded and told him everything.

Jeff slowly sank into Glenn's vacated seat. "Ya kidding me?"

Both men shook their heads.

Jeff sighed and rolled his eyes. "Anything for money."

"I have a question for you," Mike replied.

"Shoot," Jeff said.

"How do you and Cena do it?" Mike asked. "I mean, he's on one brand and you're here."

"You also have Matt to worry about," Randy added.

"I don't worry about Matt that much." Jeff smiled. "Just take it one day at a time. Always talk to each other even if it's to say a simple 'Hello'. Take time to see each other when ya have a day off. Give simple gifts when ya see each other or hold each other. A touch can be just as good if not better than gifts. Never take each other for granted. Try not to argue over the little things all the time." Jeff paused and thought for a second. "Be there for each other. Always be open minded and understanding. Never listen to what people tell ya about your significant other or your relationship. Always remember that you're loved and that ya love the person you're with." Jeff folded his arms over his chest. "Cena and I do have our ups and downs, but every minute is worth it."

Randy and Mike took in what he said and nodded. "Thanks."

"No problem. How long are y'all staying?"

"We have house shows tomorrow, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday," Mike replied.

"What about Sunday?" Jeff asked.

"We're off that day," Randy said.

"Awesome. I know for a fact that Glenn, Mark, and I are off that day as well," Jeff said. "Let's make it a triple date."

"Um..." Mike began.

"Hey, don't over think it," Jeff replied.

"We could do a triple date," Randy replied. "I mean, taping will be in St. Louis on Monday. My house is big enough for guests. We could cook dinner, watch movies, play games, or what ever. We'll just have to leave right after the house show Saturday night, hop on a plane, go to the grocery store, crash, and start the day."

Mike and Jeff looked at him and to each other. Smiles soon formed on all three faces.