Author: Alliegirl4life

Title: I've Lost My Smile-Part 15

Warnings: Slash and strong language.

Characters: Bret Hart, Shawn Michaels and many others mentioned.

Pairing: Bret/Shawn

Disclaimer: You know the deal-I don't own anything except for the idea for this story-that is all.

Notes for Chapter: I sincerely apologize for the long wait, my computer crashed a few weeks ago, so it's taking a while to post new chapters. Thanks to all who have read and reviewed so far, though. You guys rock!

Enjoy this for whatever it is worth!

Part 15 of I've Lost My Smile:

"Who is it?" Bret asked, quickly grabbing his wrestling boots on the floor. All he could hear was silence, however, which made him feel more agitated. Thinking his voice hadn't been loud enough the first time, though, he called out once again. "Whoever it is, come on in, door's open." Then as he heard the door slowly open, he looked up and was shocked at whom he saw standing there.

The person he saw was none other than the Heartbreak Kid himself. The very last person Bret wanted to see. As he glared at him, Bret noticed the bouquet of red roses in Shawn's hands. This was just great.

"Bret, I, I just came by to say…."

Bret sighed while grabbing his gym bag, "…That you're sorry, right? That you want everything to go back to the way it was…" He watched as Shawn proceeded to hold out the bouquet of roses in his general direction. "Well, guess what, Shawn? If that is the case, then your apology is not accepted! And no, everything will not go back to the way it was between the both of us. You've already ruined it, Shawn. You've already ruined the one chance you had of making things work between you and me. Also, for you to keep that damn title around your waist, because as we both know, that's what this has been about, right? About you keeping the title for yourself and leaving me stranded with nothing to show for my hard work in the end? Right?" Bret walked over to the bed and sat down to tie his sneakers. "Are you going to answer me?"

Shawn's lower lip began to tremble as he remained standing in front of his former lover. "Bret, you don't understand, I…."

"Oh, but I DO understand, Shawn," Bret replied with an angry tone in his voice. "I completely understand what you're up to; and I'm not having any of it. Do you realize what you've done?" Shawn stood there motionless as Bret answered his own question. "You've not only disrespected me and my place in this business, but you messed around with my emotions and made me into a fool, Shawn." Feeling satisfied after speaking his peace, Bret paused just long enough to catch his breath before completing his statement. "That's what you've done, Shawn; and now…" before Bret could say another word, however, Shawn let the bouquet of flowers fall to the floor and kissed him on the lips; surprising Bret in the process. To Bret, nothing could be as wonderful of a sensation as Shawn's soft lips pressing against his. Though this man had hurt him no more than an hour before, he soon found himself struggling against giving into the Heartbreak Kid once again or pushing him away and leaving this place once and for all. The possibility of him taking his second option soon diminished, though, as soon as their lips parted.

"Bret," Shawn finally managed to say, "I am sorry, and I understand what I've done to you, but I came back not just to apologize; but to ask for your forgiveness as well. Bret," Shawn quickly scanned the room before finding the bouquet of flowers lying on the floor not too far from where he stood. "I'm not only asking for your forgiveness," he picked up the flowers and handed them to him, "but I'm demanding it. Bret, I want you back…" As Bret looked down at the flowers Shawn was holding in his hand, he could feel his heart breaking inside. He couldn't forgive him, too much had happened; too much was at stake if he was to grant Shawn his forgiveness. He couldn't endure that much pain again; not for Shawn, not for anybody. But as he watched Shawn fall down upon his knees, he couldn't muster the one word that he knew he needed to say. "Bret, please, I love you, I really do. Even though you may not think I'm telling the truth, I know I am. Please, Bret…"

Letting out a sigh of defeat, Bret knew he had to make a decision, and make one quickly. "Shawn, I really don't think…."

"Bret, please, I know you have what it takes to forgive me…..and I promise you won't regret it." Thinking fast, Shawn stood up, handed him the bouquet and slowly wrapped his muscular arms around Bret's waist before kissing him once again. After a few precious moments, Shawn finally let go of the Hit Man and smiled; recognizing the sad look in Bret's dark, brown eyes. It was the look of forgiveness.

"Shawn," Bret began with great hesitation, "if I do this, you better not pull the same stunt twice; understand?" He couldn't believe it, was he actually about to do what he had just sworn he wouldn't?

"Bret, I understand you completely," Shawn replied triumphantly.

Bret sighed, "Okay, then in that case," he paused for a brief moment before uttering the fateful phrase, "I forgive you." Then as Shawn embraced him one last time, Bret could hear his conscience screaming at him; demanding that he turn the other way and leave before doing something he'd later come to regret.

But he didn't care about that now; all he cared about was the man he was held in the warmth of his embrace: Shawn Michaels.

To Be Continued?

A/N: Hope you enjoyed reading this story so far; please review thanks!