A/N- Things will really pick up after this, and Caylin and Chris's relationship is going to have some changes coming to it as well. Review!

XX

Ever since Chris made the revelation that Caylin was the same girl he has been talking online to for months. The problem? He had no way of proving it. He couldn't just come right and ask her; neither Car nor Caylin. First of all, Caylin and him couldn't hold a conversation long enough for him to ask her, and Cay and him were under strict rules to not ask each other anything personal. The only thing he couldn't wrap his mind around was the fact that these two people (who he recently discovered was only one person) were so different. Cay was a fun, friendly, sometimes sarcastic woman.

Caylin was just a plain bitch.

Chris was just about one hundred percent sure CanYouSayCay was his beloved temporary roommate. He would do little things to Caylin through the day and see if CanYouSayCay would complain about it.

She usually always did. For instance:

CanYouSayCay: He shoved me out of the elevator so he could get to the car first and drive!

Chris had done the same thing to Caylin earlier that day. For one, just to annoy her, and secondly, she was a horrible driver. That wasn't the only circumstance where Chris tested his theory.

CanYouSayCay: He told everyone I was in love with one of our co-workers.

Chris might have spread it throughout the locker room that he had heard Caylin calling Randy's name out in her sleep, repeatedly saying "I love you". It didn't take long for Caylin to hear the rumor, then a few short hours later, Cay was complaining about it online. The one that really convinced him though?

CanYouSayCay: Chris (that's the assclown's name) just put temporary hair dye in my shampoo. My hair is currently orange!

Not only did she steal his word, use his name, but she was complaining about the hair dye. Chris tried telling her that orange was her color but she didn't want to hear it. So when he was sleeping, she cut his even shorter than it already was. Anyway, Chris doubted all of this was just a big coincidence.

There was no doubt his online friend, was his offline enemy.

XX

One week later

Remember that week Vince demanded Caylin and Chris spend together? He extended it to a month because of the overwhelming reception they garnered from the crowd. If that wasn't bad enough, tonight was their 'first kiss' on screen.

It made Caylin sick just thinking about it.

"You better have mints with you. I've had the unfortunate experience of seeing what you eat." Caylin muttered as she watched Chris swallow his fifth onion ring.

"You..gjrigr..cigeself ghirg lujrcky ..." Caylin just gave him an astonished look as he tried to speak with his mouth full. See? Sick.

"Close your mouth when you eat. Once your done, repeat what you said." He accepted the napkin she offered him and wiped the sides of his mouth.

"Sure thing sweet pea. What I said was, you should consider yourself lucky." Chris watched Caylin grasp the fork next to her. He was a little scared that she was going to stab him. They were in their hotel room eating lunch. They didn't have to leave for the arena for another two hours.

"And why is that?"

"You get to kiss the most wanted man in the world." Chris informed her.

"I'd gladly switch with anyone who volunteered."

"Come on peaches, aren't you just a little excited?"

"No."

"Not even an ounce?"

"No."

"Not even a quarter of an ounce?"

"That made no sense."

"I'll take that as a yes." Chris announced, quite proud of himself.

"Whatever. I'm getting on the computer." Caylin got up from her bed and grabbed her laptop. Chris smiled to himself. He grabbed his also, which was laying beside him so she didn't notice. He decided not to change anything. He would continue to talk to CanYouSayCay as if he didn't have any idea who she was. He even managed to play mind games and make himself look better in the process.

CanYouSayCay: I hate him.
KingOfYourWorld: Chris, I assume?
CanYouSayCay: I have to kiss him, work related.
KingOfYourWorld: I take it you don't want to.
CanYouSayCay: ….I kind of do.
KingOfYourWorld: So you like him?
CanYouSayCay: Oh no. Not at all. I just want to see if he lives up to what he makes himself out to be. God.
KingOfYourWorld: Is there anything wrong with a guy being confident?
CanYouSayCay: No, but he's just so irritating. He gets under my skin.
KingOfYourWorld: That's because you let him.
CanYouSayCay: I can't exactly murder him.

"Who are you talking to Jericho?" Chris's head popped up to look at her. He was laughing at her last message when she called him out.

"Is it any of your business, Caylin Sue?"

"When the hell are you going to tell me who told you my middle name?" Caylin asked, momentarily forgetting about her conversation over the computer.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, Caylin Sue." She preferred it when he called her some fruit. Ever since he found out her middle name, it's been nothing but Caylin Sue this, and Caylin Sue that.

"I hate you." Was her only retort.

KingOfYourWorld: You there?
CanYouSayCay: Yeah, sorry. I was arguing with Mr. Pleasant.
KingOfYourWorld: I have to be at work in less than two hours, and need a shower. I must say goodbye.
CanYouSayCay: Me too, actually. I need to get ready. Bye.

CanYouSayCay has signed off

KingOfYourWorld has signed off.

"I'm getting a shower." Chris closed his laptop when he heard her.

"No, I am." His hair needed to be lathered, rinsed, and repeated three times.

"Come on Chris, you always shower first. It's my turn."

"Fine, you can join me. That's the best I can do." Chris smirked. Caylin thought back to her conversation online a few minutes ago, it's because you let him get under your skin. If he wanted to play, she'd play.

"Fine. At least I'll get some hot water." It was her turn to smirk as she walked past him.

"You just want to see me naked."

"I could say the same thing about you, you're the one who suggested it." Caylin reminded him.

"I'm allowed. I'm a man."

"That's sexist."

"Did you just say you wanted to have sex with me?"

"No!"

"I think you did."

"I said sexist."

"Same thing."

"I'll shower in Mickie's room. Hurry up, we leave in a hour." Chris smirked again as he watched her leave.

He won again.

Now he got to look forward to their 'first kiss' tonight. He reminded himself to slip her some tongue to anger her.

He enjoyed when she got mad. He got to hear her rant about it later on the computer anyway.