Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own 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 Two

Alex was the first one to wake. He stared up at Stephen and smiled. He could not believe his luck. He had always had a crush on the Irishman but was too afraid to approach him. It was his Sheamus persona that scared him. Even though it was a gimmick, gimmicks tend to bleed through blurring the lines of mask and true self. After spending just a short time with the Irishman, Alex knew that he wanted to be with the kind and gentle soul.

Alex slowly lifted his head up to look at the clock. Six forty-five on the dot.

The young Virginian slowly and carefully climbed out of bed to got ready to for an early workout. It was one of his routines that he loved doing when he did not have to be any where in the morning for interviews, driving here or there, or catching flights. He pulled on his gym shorts, a tank top, shoes, and sneakers. He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Alex looked to Stephen and smiled. He dropped a kiss on the Irishman's forehead after leaving a note explaining that he would be in the gym and his number. Alex grabbed his card-key, wallet, and phone. He made his way to the elevator and down to the gym. He grabbed a gym towel and placed his things underneath it on a bench.

The blond started off with stretches. He bent backward and was able to touch the ground with his fingertips. He came back up when he felt the burn in his back. Alex shook his limbs and started off on a treadmill.

Wade had been watching the young man since Alex got to the gym. The Brit had the same intentions as Alex but wanted to watch him instead. He took in the flexing of Alex's muscles, the curves of his body, and how his body bent and stretched. Wade closed his eyes and imagined what Alex would feel like against his own body, their sweat intermingling, haggard breathing, Alex's moans, and the tightness of his ass.

The Brit opened his eyes and made his way to the young man.

Alex felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand. He looked up at the mirrors and saw Wade walking toward him. The young man slowed his run to a stop and got off the treadmill. He turned to Wade. He did not want his back to the man just in case something were to happen.

"Morning," Alex greeted.

Wade just stared at him. He slowly circled the young man, who kept his eyes on the Brit.

…

Stephen awoke to find Alex not by his side. He run his fingers through his red hair as a frown formed on his face. He looked to the nightstand and found the note that Alex left him. The Celtic Warrior nodded and laid back down. He could not go back to sleep without Alex by his side. He threw the covers off and went to take a shower.

The Irishman got the temperature the way he wanted. He stripped out of his pajama bottoms and briefs before stepping into the shower. Stephen loved having warm water raining down onto his body. Not only did it ease the pain away from his work, but it also cleared his mind. However, his mind filled with thoughts of Alex. He too could not believe his luck. The younger man said that he would like to go on a date with him.

Stephen slowly cleaned himself as he thought of what he wanted to do on Friday with the young man after their house show. He had to do some research to see what time Chili's closed in the next city. If they stayed open late, they would go directly there after a shower. If not, a meal before the house show would be fine and he could take Alex to a bar or a club.

The Irishman stepped out of the shower and dried off. He thought about joining Alex in the gym but decided against it. He did not want to seem too overbearing. He began to dress in jeans and a black T-Shirt with a burning heart over his own heart. He pulled on some steel toed boots. The Irishman grabbed his phone and programmed Alex's number into just in case. He threw away the note and gathered his wallet and card-key before leaving.

…

Wade came to a stop to study Alex.

"What do you want, Wade?" Alex asked as he folded his arms over his chest.

The Brit smiled. "You."

The young Virginian stared at him and dropped his arms. Wade smiled and lunged forward. Alex caught him and threw him aside. The Brit rolled over and stood back up.

"Feisty," Wade breathed. "I love that in a man."

He lunged once more. Alex side-stepped him and went into a defensive stance. The Brit growled and turned toward him. Both men stared at each other, trying to read the other's body language.

The doors to the gym opened and Heath looked from one man to the other. "What's going on?" he asked as he adjusted his gym bag that he had slung over his shoulder.

Wade asked, "Where the hell have you been?"

Heath took a step back. "Um..."

The Brit shot him a look.

"I was out most of the night." He gave a sheepish grin.

"Ring rat?"

Heath cast his eyes down.

Wade sneered. "Let's go." He walked toward the ginger and pushed by him.

Alex stared at the young man.

"Heath!" Wade shouted.

"Bye, Alex," Heath said before going after his stable-mate.

The young Virginia breathed easier. He shook his head and decided that he should get back to his room. He gathered his things and looked up when the gym doors opened, In walked Stephen. He did not know how he ended up there. He was on his way to breakfast, but his mind was on Alex.

"Morning," Alex greeted.

Stephen smiled. "Morning."

"You got my note, I see."

The Irishman nodded. "To be honest, I didn't know how long you worked out and was just going to go for a quick bite to eat."

"I'm done now. I got some cardio in."

"Would you like to go to breakfast with me?"

Alex eagerly nodded. "Let me go to the room and get a quick shower."

"I'll walk you."

…

Wade paced his room as Heath and Justin watched him.

The Brit fumed. I nearly had him. He stopped and glared at Heath.

The ginger shrank within himself, eyes on the ground.

Wade stalked toward him. Justin's eyes grew wide for a brief moment. The Brit grabbed the back of Heath's head and jerked his face up so he could look the ginger in the eyes. Heath stared up at Wade with fear.

"I should punish you," Wade growled.

A knock came at the door and he released Heath to answer it.

"Zeke," Wade greeted.

The large black man smiled. "Wade." He looked in and saw Heath sitting on the bed. "I was wondering if you guys wanted to go get breakfast."

"I'm not in the mood," Wade stated.

"What about you, Justin, Heath?" Zeke asked.

Wade threw a look over his shoulders and Justin quickly shook his head.

"Heath? I'm paying," Zeke said.

Heath immediately jumped up and went out the door.

"I guess he's hungry," Zeke said with a laugh. He followed the ginger.

Wade sneered and punched the door-frame. He turned his attention to Justin. "I have a job for you."

Justin slowly stood up.

"I want you to follow Alex for a bit."

"Why?"

"Don't question, just do it."

Justin nodded and walked out the door.

Wade closed the door and went to lay in bed. A smile formed on his face.

While in the elevator, Zeke watched Heath. He knew that his boyfriend was upset but did not want to push him. He wanted Heath to open up to him. The young man sniffed.

"Baby?" Zeke said.

Heath looked up at him, eyes red. "If you didn't come when you did, I believed that Wade would hurt me."

"What?"

"He's mad at me. I walked in on him and Alex. It looked like they were fighting. I think he was going to try and rape him. I don't know."

Zeke nodded. "Did he do anything to you?"

"He grabbed me."

Zeke slowly exhaled.

"Baby, please don't do anything. I don't want you to get suspended. If that happened, who would protect me?"

The burly black man nodded. "I won't do anything, but you're going to room with me from now on."

Heath chewed on his bottom lip.

"Don't argue with me."

"Okay." Heath grabbed his hand a gave a squeeze. "Where are we going to eat?"

"Where do you feel like, baby?"

"Golden Corral."

"Okay."

They got to Zeke's rental and made their way to the nearest Golden Corral. Zeke paid for the both of them and they were led to their table.

"Hey!" they heard.

Both men turned around. They saw Stephen and Alex walking in with trays themselves. Heath instantly cast his eyes down as well as Alex.

"Morning," Zeke greeted and shook the Irishman's hand.

"Do you want to sit together?" Stephen asked.

"Sure."

The waitress got them a table together and the men went to get their food.

Alex went over to Heath. "Thanks."

"For what?" the ginger asked.

"Stepping in when you did."

"No problem. To be honest, I didn't know anyone was in the gym."

Alex nodded. "Thanks anyways."

The men sat down to breakfast and talked.

"How are you liking SmackDown, Alex?" Zeke asked.

"It's okay, I guess," Alex said. "I miss my friends on Raw."

"I know how you feel," Heath replied, "but you'll make friends soon enough...or find a true love." He blushed.

Alex smiled. "You found someone?"

Heath looked to Zeke, who beamed. The redhead blushed.

"Really?" Stephen asked. "I didn't know."

"No one knows," Zeke replied. "We like to keep our love life private."

"Sorry," Heath said.

"Not a problem, baby. I know you wanted to tell someone. I don't mind that it's them. I trust Stephen."

The Irishman nodded.

"My lips are sealed," Alex said.

"Thanks," Heath replied.

"Not a problem," Alex said.

"What's your plans for today?" Zeke asked.

"No clear plans," Stephen replied.

"We could go to the zoo," Heath suggested.

"Or shopping," Alex added.

"We can go shopping," Stephen replied. "I need to get some new shirts."

They all agreed and spent the day shopping. They were unaware that they gained South African shadow when they stepped out of Gold Corral Stephen and Alex went their separate ways from Zeke and Alex. They went back to their room and got ready to leave in the morning.

"What do you want to do now?" Alex asked as they sat down on the couch.

Stephen shrugged his shoulders.

"It's only eight. You want to go to dinner or walk the town?"

"How about we order room service and watch a movie?"

Alex thought a moment and nodded.

Heath slowly walked back to the room that he shared with Justin and Wade. He was happy that he got to spend some time with his boyfriend and that he made new friends. When he got to the door, he just stood there, staring at it. He sighed and slid in his card-key. He heard the all too familiar click and stepped in. The room was dark. He turned on the light and found that he was by himself. Heath breathed easier and got his things ready for their early flight in the morning.

The door opened and in walked Wade. The Brit watched the young man and licked his lips.

Heath sensed someone in the room and looked towards the door. He stiffened. "Hi, Wade."

"Did you have fun today?" the Brit asked.

The ginger nodded.

Wade walked over to him. Heath backed up and fell onto the bed. Wade was on top of him. He attacked the young man's lips. The ginger tried to turn his head away, but the Brit held him fast. Heath managed to push the larger man off and ran to the door.

It opened and Justin stepped in. Heath ran passed him, down the hall, and to the elevators. Justin watched after him. He entered and stared at Wade, who wiped his mouth.

"What do you have for me?" Wade asked.

Justin sighed and began to talk.

Heath made it to Zeke's room. He fumbled with the card-key but managed to slip it in. He entered the room and glanced around. He could hear the shower going. The young man smiled and took off his clothes. He slipped into the bathroom and stared at the ground.

"Zeke," he called.

"What up, Heath?" Zeke asked. He held the shower curtain open.

The young man stepped in.

The black man could read the distress in his lover's face. He gathered the young man into his arms.

"Will you just hold me tonight?" Heath asked.

"I'll do anything for you, baby," Zeke replied.

Heath let out a relieved sigh as he nuzzled into his burly boyfriend's chest.