Disclaimer: I'm running out of funny comments but no, I don't own them, never did and never will, this is all so not real, well No Mercy and the match results are, but the rest nope, never happened or at least that I know of, sorry ;-)
Notes:
--- For the sakes of my fic I switched the last two matches, Jeff and HHH were up last and not Shawn and Jericho, hope no-one minds lol, I also included people who weren't competing that day but in this fic were present in Portland
--- HBK/Jericho pairing starting, why? Euh, it was nicely asked and I had some room for them ;-), but it will be evolving over the next few chapters as "random" plot, it didn't feel right to just make it happen without at least a little substance to it, and this chapter was big enough as it is hehe, so poor Chris will get nicely punished for not having played fair
--- In this one there's a harmless Jeff Hardy/Randy Orton, why? Because I wanted to do it for a long time and that I had that planned out a little in this chapter, nyan ;-), it's more like friendship with benefits, or slow beginnings of a friendship, not sure where I'm heading with it but I know my brain will unfold that to me later
--- Which doesn't mean Brian K/Jeff Hardy won't come, just not in this chapter, I want them to be "cute" together lol, and just wasn't possible, at least to my muse
Now, on we go, hope you'll like it
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Chapter 07
Show No Mercy
No Mercy
(October 5th 2008, Portland)
Jeff left for the arena with his brother, an awful lot too hyper for Matt, who had to chase behind him and who was already sitting behind the wheel of their rental car when Matt finally arrived on the parking lot, yelling as he put his stuff in the trunk "Don't kill us on our way there", the cockiness in his younger brother's voice made him smile "No chance, not before tonight anyways", he got in the car, faking a prayer into the sky "I'm really blessed, I don't have to worry anymore, great" before he grabbed the keys out of his hand "You drive like a normal human being, got that", trying to fish the keys back, Jeff slightly pouted "Yeah, man, what's up with you, something crawled up your ass?", he handed them back, grinning "Yeah, around 380 pounds with…", Jeff interrupted him "I'm not that heav… Oh, ok, Humpty Dumpty…", and there was that stupid name again, ever since he had started feuding with the guy, his brother had been calling him that, laughing his ass off, and Matt just didn't want to have that picture in his mind all day "Stop calling him that, he's dangerous, and I don't want to start laughing when I see him come to the ring tonight", "But he ressembles him way too much… You guys should have a wall match, like who pushes who down first", his brother was definetly back, and better than ever "My brother wants my death, I can't believe it", the tires surely left a mark when they finally drove off, Matt buckling up very fast as his brother attacked the first corner not bothering to slow down since no-one came along, grinning at him "No, I want to see a fun match", trying to will himself calm, he suggested "Then have yourself one and watch the tape", "Yeah, but Hunt doesn't make me think of any funny caracter Matt"
The ride had proven very distressing, well for Matt, Jeff was completely ok, he had had his adrenaline rush and was slowly coming down, at least he wouldn't jump around the arena, but seeing him jump out of the car Matt knew it would also become a very long day, he sighed and got out, stretching before getting everything he needed out of the trunk, hoping his brother would stop singing some stupid Humpty Dumpty lyrics "Quit the crap, you're not ten anymore, you don't have to provoke me until I snap", "Oh my, you left your good mood at home, poor us all", "No, I'm concentrating on my match, I'm not in mood for your silly jokes", "It's eleven, you still have hours to concentrate", another car came rushing and went straight for them before making a bend and stop next to them, Randy grinning stupidly "You guys are an easy kill", Matt snarled "No, I'm on a suicide mission since Jeff has too much energy today"
Randy laughed and got out, looking at Jeff "And what's your excuse", "Gee Orton I don't know, I've always wanted to be rolled over by you, so I thought it was now or never", Matt sensed the tension between the two men rise, Jeff and Randy just didn't like each other, it was a tiring and very difficult job keeping them of each other's throats most of the time, and on a PPV they were both even more fueled and of course lashing out at each other had become a regularity, and today wouldn't prove to be different, it even started earlier than normally "Jeff, get your stuff and ignore Randy", "Randy, ignore Jeff, it's too early to start already guys", to Matt's amazement Randy seemed to agree "I think so too, so what about not going at each other today Jeff", "If you stay out of my way", "No problem", Matt looked up at the sky and mumbed a thank you, pushing Jeff inside the arena, Randy behind them…
Everything was running smoothly, Matt still very amazed that the truce was working, but checking who was in what lockerroom would prove to be yet again fuel to the fire, when they got there, several guys were already vividly discussing something, and the second they checked for their names it became obvious what was so annoying, Jeff screaming "Someone had clown for breakfast, I don't believe it" joined by a chuckle from Randy "It's a ruse, we kill each other, they'll have an easy game with us", "Fuckers", "For once I'm agreeing with you Hardy, but see the upside, we have couches, privacy, a fridge and a tv, they are all going to be herded like cattle", now that was a very enticing thought and Jeff nodded "Well, seems our truce will have to last until after our matches", "Seems that way", Matt slapped them both on their shoulders "I'm very proud of your behaviour guys, really", the sole thought of having a day and night with no fights to stop was like a three month paid vacation to him, he left them standing there, very inclined on not seeing his brother for a while…
Hunter was watching Jeff and Randy make it to their lockerroom, both taunting the others, who for the most of them didn't understand why those who always made a fuzz were now the privileged one's, and he wondered why he had actually been right again, he had been the one to suggest putting the two belligerent warlords, destructors of the most cozy PPV backstage atmospheres this year together in one lockerroom, it would be a win win situation anyways, either they'd destroy each other and his match against the younger Hardy would be very easy, or they'd start getting along and everybody could just concentrate on their own business for once…
And their lockerroom being next to the Undertakers, fact they both just chuckled about, would keep them calm anyways, yes Hunter was proud, until he turned and stood in front of just that guy "Why", "So they stay calm", "I'll kill them the second they start and then I'll come after you, I'd rather have Jeff with me you know", now that was what wouldn't bother Hunter too much, not having a hard time beating Jeff "Uhu, kill them, fine with me", "Good", Mark entered without knocking startling both men, smiling at Jeff and glaring at Randy "You both act civilised and show that you're ready for this type of lockerroom situation boys, or you both", poking Jeff he continued "and I mean both won't compete boys, and I'm dead serious", he gave them the Undertaker stare and left, Randy mumbling "Yeah, Deadman serious" and laughed, Jeff not amused pushed him against the wall "You disrespect Mark again and you will need another three months to recover", Randy pushed him back "Screw you Hardy"
They went into an intense stare-down Randy interrupted, at least vocally "Truce?", Jeff glared, the only thing he wanted from that mouth of Randy's was to be around his dick and he wasn't about to not tell him and his smirk went along with his words "You should suck me for having insulted Mark", "You should suck me", "What for?", "Don't know, I'll find something Hardy, how about 69 being a nice position for one", Jeff sighed and turned but didn't go far, Randy grabbing his arm "Not interested?", "You're serious Orton?", "Yeah, and hey you owe me", ripping his arm free Jeff sat down "Now I owe you? Great, and what for", "Jumping me in January", "Oh come on", "What? That hurt", "Hurt me too, but I swear did some good crashing onto you like that", Randy got down in front of Jeff and straddled his thighs "Yeah I can imagine, so…", "So? Oh come on Randy"
Shawn got informed by Hunter who he was rooming with about Jeff's new roomie and frowned "Hey, you know they hate each other", "Yeah, teaches them self control Shawn, Mark's next to them", "Pff, that's a low blow", "No, it's a logic try, maybe they'll behave and who knows start to get along", "Orton is an asshole", "Yeah, but he has to get along with assholes too", Shawn teasingly grinned "Like me?", "That me or you you're calling asshole", "I'll let you guess"
Jeff couldn't finish his thought as he felt one hand slid higher and stroke his crotch, he blushed as he saw Randy lick his lips "You're already hard, so you can't tell me you don't want it", "This is not about want but I'm not sure I trust you enough", "Hey, I promise I won't chew it off, but you'll go down on me too", "Horny Randy?", "Yes, with you parading that ass of yours around me like that", Jeff started hating his ass and the attention it got him, but then again, was somehow flattering too "Listen, I don't wanna hear about my ass Randy", he unbuckled his belt and lifted his hips, wondering how good Dave had taught Randy but didn't voice the question "Make better use of that mouth", Randy wasn't sure he liked the smirk Jeff had but lowered his head and licked the head, his hands resting at the base and his eyes glued on the piercing "You're really some sick guy", "Says the one begging to suck me, way to go Randy", "I was talking about your piercing Jeff", "And I thought I told you to suck me instead of talking"
Randy gave him a weird look and grinned, before doing what he had been asked, Jeff in charge like that aroused him some more and he hoped Jeff would keep his word, he swirled his tongue around his dick and hearing a moan he knew Jeff enjoyed what he was doing, Jeff didn't want to just lay there so he leaned up a little, his hands roaming Randy's arms and trying to unbuckle his belt, Randy happy to see he wasn't "the bitch" in this helped him and sat next to him so that Jeff could continue what he had planned and soon Jeff's skilled fingers were playing with his hard cock making him moan around his dick "Like that Randy", "As much as you like what I do to you", "Move a little", "Ha?", "69, thought that was the a nice position", Jeff laid down and Randy moved next to him and soon all that could be heard from their lockerroom were slurps and moans…
Mark next door crooked an eyebrow before chuckling and making a mental note to tell Hunter he had had a great idea this time, he sat there for a moment listening to them and imagining the two young men going at it he remembered Jeff's mouth on him and sighed, he had to lay the younger Hardy soon again, but for now he was hungry and moved to the catering area hoping that the two were going to continue to play it nice…
And nice they were playing, Randy was sucking and nibbling around Jeff's piercing making him moan loudly and intensify his own movements and suck harder, deep throating the Legend-Killer who squeezed the balls he had been fondling with making Jeff groan some more and arch his hips towards the other man's face, their orgasms were building up powerfully, Jeff sensing Randy's body tense, his mouth lock around his cock firmly as he came and sucked hardly, that was all Jeff needed and he howled, swallowing and spilling his own seed into Orton's perfect mouth…
Both men laid there panting, Randy the first to move and grabbing his cigarettes "I need a smoke", Jeff laughed "Yeah, good idea", "Think we can smoke in here?", "Well I don't mind, you don't mind, so yeah", "Vince will kill us if someone tells him we smoked in here", "Oh for now it smells in here too", "Yeah, lust and vice", "And you call me sick Orton", "No, I called that piercing you've got sick", "You liked it though, sick or not sick", Randy stared at Jeff's cock, shaking his head "That must have hurt", Jeff fidgeted under his gaze and pulled his pants back up "Not that much, interested?", lighting his cigarette Randy smirked "Only in yours", "Randy Randy", Jeff fished a cigarette out of Orton's pack and lit it, inhaling and leaning back on the couch "Who would have thought", "Thought what", "That instead of killing each other we pleasure each other", "Yeah, still hate you though Hardy", "Same here"
Jeff was with his brother before his match, whispering as Mark Henry passed to make his way to the ring "Kill him bro ok", Matt smiled "I'll do my best", "You will… Hey that's yours", Jeff slapped the belt and watched his brother make his way to the ring too…
Jeff was shivering backstage, his fingers crossed so hard they hurt and when he saw him go for the pin he jumped up, Shawn chuckling "Relax Jeff", "I'll relax when he'll have pinned the bastard", it wasn't the pin yet, Mark bucking out, but Matt managed to perform a Twist of Faith on him and finally pinned him and nothing kept Jeff still anymore, he jumped up again and screeched startling a few people around "Yes, he did it", "Yeah he did, he's attached to his title ha", "Glad he is, my bro is just too cool", Mark grinned "Well glad for your brother that he is, at least it makes you smile kid", Jeff pouted because he couldn't wait for his brother, Eve coming to get him for a little one-on-one with Hunter who he hadn't seen all afternoon…
Hunter wanted to push Jeff a little and had stayed pretty much away from him, and having Eve bringing him to him was just the next little joke, he knew Jeff and Matt were always checking on each other after matches and now poor Jeff had to spend his time with him, he smirked at the frown the younger man was wearing as he stopped in front of him "Great Hunter, just great, Matt just came back", "Focus Jeff, you're losing your focus", he saw Eve wanted to start and straightened himself, playing with his phone and ignoring Jeff who approaching only felt like slapping him through the room, and the fact he didn't let him answer but without looking just grabbed the mic as if he was the one in charge, who Hunter knew he actually was, at least of what was going on right there…
Just taunt him a little, now Hunter knew very well what buttons to push with Jeff to get him going, so he started it off "You see, the only thing that Jeff might be winning tonight is possibly, he could win this mobile text messaging for who your favourite is for tonight, see I just voted myself and I want you to know Jeff, in our match I'm rooting for you", Jeff sometimes hated Hunter's ironic tone "You know what that's killer man, but I wouldn't worry about texting I would worry about the challenge that is standing right in front of your face", Hunter found it funny how he always managed to get Jeff to explode like that "Don't get yourself all worked up Jeff, listen, I don't mean any disrespect, you know I'm a big fan of yours and I'm being serious here, you've got all the talent in the world, you've got every god-given gift there is to have, and I just want to see you put it all together, I want to see you bring it all together on one night and be everything that you can be, and I'm not doing that Jeff because I'm some good Samaritan, I'm doing that because when I've beaten you, I wanna know I didn't just beat Jeff Hardy, I beat the absolut best that you have", "You know what, I appreciate that I really do, and you can take credit for my performance tonight but you know what, I'll take pride in taking your title", Jeff gave him one last glare and turned, leaving with a slight pout on his face and a bitter feeling in his guts…
Jeff made it back just as Kane was too, coming from his hide-out, aka his lockerroom and grabbing the smaller man by the waist and lifting him so he could carry him "You can be happy you're not Mysterio Jeff", Jeff relaxed into his embrace "Oh I am… Wish you luck Kane, kill him", "Oh I will, he's played me long enough", they made it together to the screen next to the entrance to the ramp where Rey was waiting already too giving Jeff a little smirk as he saw him in the grip of the Big Red Machine, he didn't understand how Hardy could let Kane touch him like that and not be scared but that wasn't what was intriguing him most, it was that Kane seemed almost calm around the younger Hardy, his music started and making a sign to Glen to follow him he made his way to the ring, Glen barking "Let the fun start", "Nice match big guy", Glen had already his evil grin on his lips and threw Jeff on the couch and concentrated before making his way to the ring too…
Jeff had landed half on Dave and half on Cena, he winced a little as Dave helped him push back up "You shouldn't let him hurt you like that", Jeff spread himself between the two men "He wasn't hurting me, that was actually just a friendly transportation mode, we need to check the landing though", Jeff could have sworn he saw a flicker of worry in Dave's eyes when he patted his arm and locked eyes with him "I mean it Jeff", "He's a friend, that was playful not hostile", "That guy does things playfully?", "Yes, you just don't know him", "No, what I know is he hates Rey and hurts him every chance he gets", and hurting Rey he was…
Glen was making his way back after the chairshot to, well Rey's body, his anger a little diminuished but still flaring high, Batista was ready to tear him apart but Jeff was pulling him back by his arm "You touch Kane you'll have me in your face Dave, I'm serious", Dave stared at Jeff as if he believed he had completely gone insane now "You saw what he did", "So?", "Wow, well Rey thought you were a nice guy, guess he was mistaken", Jeff let go of his arm, sighing "Hey, no, I like Rey too, but Glen's my friend, so it's kinda difficult for me to chose sides", "Well seems you have chosen Hardy", Dave left to go and check on Rey, Glen arriving behind Jeff who stood there looking at the leaving Animal "You're ok brat?", "Yeah, nevermind… How are you doing? Unleashed ha", "Yeah, did some good but I need him again, and again, and again"
Jeff was pouting at the screen, he really wanted to go and shut MVP up but knew he had a match tonight he didn't want to screw-up and battling Montel before Hunter wasn't what he wanted but he heard Orton sigh and get up, motioning for the sound tech to get his entrance song ready "Where are you going Randy", Randy stopped and looked at Jeff "Not that it's your business Jeff, but somebody needs to shut that guy up", Jeff grinned "Yeah, so?", "So I don't see any of you head out there", "I have a match tonight I don't wanna fuck up", Shawn just raised his hands not ready to get up and get dirty, Randy smirked "Suit yourself, I'm bored", Jeff laughed as Randy made his way to the ring and MVP stared as if a ghost had appeared in his face, Shawn quoted the scene "Well, Randy is making himself yet another best friend, business as usual", "Oh come on, that's asshole on asshole, that's actually funny"
"I don't think we actually met… Randy Orton… And what you're claiming to be I am", Jeff was laughing his ass off at Randy's comments and MVP retaliations, his brother back and sitting next to him with Shawn and CM Punk, who got up and mumbled he'd be back soon, "What was that?", "Well, Phil's still pissed at four people out there", Jeff smirked "Yeah, so what's he going to do, ask Kane to help him out?", John Cena just arrived from catering and smiled "Nope, as it seems Kofi", they watched them pass and laughed even more "Wow, it just gets better and better and better"
Jeff smirked defiantly at Randy as he came back "You really shut him up, congrats Orton", "Shut up", "What, great intervention man, now watch the next one", Randy let out an annoyed sigh when he saw Phil, with Kofi on his side, talk to Montel "What now?", Shawn chuckled "Oh, well, I think we'll witness a non-scheduled match", and what happened next made them all laugh, seeing Montel getting set up and the other dorks beaten up was just one blast for most of them…
Jeff moved up to stop Dave who arrived ready for his match and put his hand on the huge shoulder "Dave", Batista followed the tattooed arm and locked eyes with Jeff "What", "Sorry for before you know, I understand why you want a piece of Kane, he really went hard after Rey, but Rey can defend himself", thinking on how bad his friend had been when he had left him at the EMT's he shook his head, eyes sad for a moment "Not so much, that bastard hurt him Jeff, and you, should you ever get in my way again will end up hurt too", Jeff cringed and crooked his head "Hey, when did this escalade to us fighting", Dave smirked, poking him "When you stopped me", "Hey, come on, you know it would have been wrong, challenge him but don't attack him after a match, that's Kozlov-attitude", Dave fixed him nodding "Anything else Hardy?", "Good luck for you match man", "Thank you", his music started and he turned, locking eyes again with Jeff for a short moment "And Jeff, I'm not done with you" and off he was, leaving Jeff gasping at him in disbelief, before sitting back down to watch the big man destroy John Bradshaw, but with Mark's match up his attention was somewhere else…
Jeff had given the Deadman a hug which his brother had quoted with a frown, a frown that grew when he saw Big Show push Jeff out of his way pretty roughly as he made his way to the ring, Mark shook his head and concentrated alone behind the curtain and waited for his music to start, Jeff sat with his knees up and hugged on the couch between his brother and Shawn and watched him make his entrance, goosebumps on his arms "You're kidding me bro", "No, always has that effect on me", "Still?", "Yeah, still, so?", "No, nothing, how cute", Shawn chuckled and got a slap on his leg by Jeff "Stop it guys, I want to watch the match"
And watching the match he did, completely devastated about the Undertaker's loss, he couldn't believe it and wasn't sure if he should go and talk to him, but his affection for him was too big and Jeff jumped up, walked up to him and helped him to his lockerroom with Glen "I'm ok Jeff, don't look like that", "I'm not looking, I'm worrying", "That's what I meant, I'm too used to it to be incapacitated for long kid", Jeff sat there with Glen while Mark took a shower, Glen giving him a small smile "You'll be ok Jeff, you're ready to face Hunter", Jeff stared at him "I didn't say anything", "That is my point, you were quiet for too long, I know you're thinking of your match, but there's nothing you can change right now, it's when the match starts that you need to focus", "I know", "You'll get him Jeff, Hunter needs to lose that title, he's getting too used to it", Mark came out and dressed, his brother inquiring "You don't want to go and get checked?", "After Shawn's match", "Hey, that's during mine", "After both of the matches, ok", Jeff grinned "Ok, that's better"
Jeff and Matt were Shawn's troups and were both glaring Chris down as he came before their match, Matt still not over his supposed friend's actions two days ago and Jeff even more upset because he had had to safe his brother and had attacked Hunter which he knew would come back and bite him in his ass, Chris ignored them snarling as he passed them, Matt quoting that "Man watch it Shawn, he looks constipated", Chris stopped and glared at him and Matt raised his hands in defeat smirking "Go catch yourself a ladder in the head asshole", Shawn was trying hard not to laugh and concentrate before making his way to the ring too, Jeff and Matt sat down with Hunter and a pissed Undertaker who was still wondering how Big Show had managed to get him temporarly knocked out but wanted to see the others matches and therefore had taken a whole couch for himself, that was before first Hunter then the Hardy siblings had just ignored his glare, Jeff sitting half on his lap even "Kid, I had a tough match, my body hurts a little", Jeff cringed and lifted himself to the floor before him, sitting between his legs on the floor and put his arms on his legs, massaging gently, Mark grinned at Hunter's headshake and Matt's frown…
They watched Shawn's match, hissing more than once and both Hardy's pissed at Chris were more than raging when he won, Hunter sighing and damning the fact he had to go and wrestle now, he wanted to check on Shawn but only could hug him quickly when Jeff finally let him go, Shawn grabbing Jeff's arm as he was in Hunter's arms "I want you two to show us the best match of the night, you heard me?", Hunter let go of Shawn "Sure Shawn I will, as usual, and I'll see you after the match", Shawn managed a weak smile "Yeah, good luck, both of you", Mark walked with Shawn to his lockerroom to take care of him a little as Hunter was pulling Jeff back "Jeff… I wasn't kidding, I want the very best of you out there tonight", "Oh you will", "See you in the ring kid", Jeff gave his brother one last glance and made his way to the ring all worked-up and trying to focus…
Jeff made it to the ring first, heart pounding as he watched HHH come to the ring, wearing what he was so dearly after around his waist, that body that made him shiver whenever he was thinking of him, he let him finish his entrance, eyes on him and clapping his hands in recognition for the man, the champion not leaving him out of his sight, he approached Jeff and extended his hand, Jeff taking a chance and shaking it, a little perplexe at Hunter not pulling any trick, he turned his back and went crushing down as Hunter threw his weight at him as a retaliation for the move two days prior before trying to pin him, he smiled at Jeff who tried to calm his heart which was difficult with the smirk he was getting from his opponent…
Hunter really loved the frown the younger man gave him, really cute in his eyes, they went at it for a while with moves Hunter was sure Mark had taught the kid and he came into the joy of finding out just how good Jeff had become, Jeff being kept in his firm lock and managing a backflip thanks to the ropes that made him let go of the hold, before having yet again a staredown, Hunter on one knee and wondering how much Jeff had trained lately, he started not enjoying the feeling of being on the mat around him anymore and realized he had pushed him to show him his best, well, that was only what Hunter had requested and when he had him in a headlock he whispered "Not bad Jeff, let's see whatelse you can counter" and he threw himself at him full force bringing Jeff down, who tried to reverse the situation but ended on the floor again, kicking him down and getting a hold on the Game for a change, Hunter whispered again "You're kidding me right" and rolled Jeff for the pin, Jeff balancing back "Nope", he managed to get back up but this time it was Jeff who used his weight to knock him down, Hunter had enough and crushed his elbow into Jeff's face getting him down and giving Hunter time to catch his breathe, but Jeff wasn't reayd to give up and when the Game was trying to pull him away from the turnbuckle he managed to reverse the attack and made Hunter crash outside the ring…
Jeff jumped a clothesline into Hunter and landed hard too, but he was burning, he wasn't ready to lose and his body came crashing onto Hunter again before he took him into another neckhold, and even when Hunter tried to get him outside the ring he managed to bring him down, unfortunately, and also for the Undertaker who had just gotten back to the screen Jeff tried to throw his body at Hunter over the top rope and Hunter moved, it took him long to recover, so long that Hunter came and got him, he still managed to buck out of the pin, but Hunter was done playing, and knowing Jeff's main problems were in his lower back he started ruthlessly going for his back, Jeff pushed the pain away and punched Hunter away…
Hunter continued going for pin after pin, not holding back and not caring that he heard the younger man wince and hiss, what he learned was that stretching and bending Jeff was something that only worked with the help of the ropes but the referee saw him, Hunter smirked as he pulled Jeff up by the hair and in one last resolve put the sleeper hold on him, but that didn't bring the desired effect, all on the contrary, and Jeff gained the upper hand again, pinning him several times in a row, until Hunter willed enough strength up and tried reversing the situation, but Jeff was ready to do the same, he managed to get him over the top turnbuckle and outside the ring, Jeff jumping over the top rope and throwing his whole body straight onto Hunter, and he added one more, but still couldn't get the pin, HHH bringing him down with a powerful clothesline before he could get him down again, he couldn't believe Hunter got out of the pin, it became painful to try something that seemed not to work, and as a spinebuster got him down and he felt the Pedigree follow, he just pushed himself over the limit and delivered a Whisper in the Wind on Hunter, but yet again, the pin didn't succeed, so now he was going for the Swanton, unfortunately Hunter saw it come and rolled away, trying his Pedigree again, only to be countered by Jeff and a Twist of Faith, followed by another Swanton that hit Hunter hard, but as he was going for the pin Hunter willed his last forces and pushed Jeff over and blocked him down, winning the match…
They were both laying down, hurting, bruised, Jeff feeling empty, as HHH's music was filling his ears, anger washing up in him, he couldn't believe the pain he felt in all his being and slapping the mat didn't help, Hunter felt his ribs sting and looked over at one who was the reason for that pain, Jeff who was standing there, a sadness in his eyes, not even noticing Hunter was contemplating him, feeling suddenly a little sad too, well for Jeff, he had really given everything to get that title and never succeeded, after a few seconds he dropped the belt and held out his hand, Jeff looking over at him, then shaking it, still not over his loss as he was staring at the leaving champion, who turned and looked at him once more before leaving for the back…
Jeff ignored everybody, even his brother who was kept back by Mark "Let him calm down first Matt", they watched as Jeff rushed to his lockerroom which was locked, he knocked, his fist crashing down more than once "Open it dammit", "Yeah, relax", Randy opened and had to move aside quickly, Jeff pushing in and slamming the door, locking it again "I don't wanna see anyone and I don't wanna talk about it", "Okay, relax ok, just inhale and relax Jeff", he had seen Jeff in many emotional states, most had been directed at him, but seeing him this broken and sad made him feel less hostile and taunting, he sat down next to him and looked at him "Listen, I know whatever I'll say you won't feel better, so, sorry ok, you'll get that damn title one day Jeff", "Easy for you to say, you had it already", "So? I'm not having it now, so what does it change that I had it"
Jeff sighed and got up "See, if you can't understand what it changes, just forget it ok" he started to undress and moved to their private bathroom, Randy wondering if he should follow but deciding against it, they weren't exactly friends and Jeff was right, he didn't understand, ok it was a loss, and losing was never fun but there were worse things that could have happened, he was disturbed in his thoughts by a knock and the Deadman's voice so he opened the door letting him in "Where is he?", "Taking a shower", "How upset is he?", "Well, not happy, sad but still somehow ok", "Get out of here Orton", "Hey, this is my lockerroom too Mark", Mark glared at him and Randy took off pretty fast, mumbling his disagreement as he heard to door locking again…
When Jeff got out of the shower, he found the Deadman sitting on the couch "Mark? Where's Randy", "Had to go and check something", Mark locked his eyes with Jeff's and saw them water "I lost… Again", "Jeff, Rome wasn't built in one day", "Uhu, I'll only get the title of most pathetic loser Mark", Mark smirked, trying to get Jeff to laugh again "No, that one goes to MVP", Mark got up and pulled Jeff in his arms "I lost too kid, stupid Show knocked me down pretty nasty, and I'm upset too but I know that the next match I'll make him pay", "Hunter won't give me another shot… I proved him right Mark, I just proved him right", "Stop that, you proved him wrong and he'll give you another shot kid, I know Hunter, he was impressed, but he won't just let you win because he's impressed, you have to go and get the pin Jeff", "So you're saying I wasn't good enough", "No, I'm saying he was an ounce better", Jeff seemed to ponder the question, tears starting to flow slowly "He'll always be better Mark, no matter what I'll do", "Don't say that Jeff", there was another knock on the door and the voice could only belong to one person "Jeff? Can I talk to you?", Jeff looked pleadingly at Mark but the Deadman opened the door to let Hunter in, motioning that he was waiting outside, he wanted to let them talk in privacy…
Hunter just had to cast one glance on Jeff to understand that he had managed to break the young man some more, he looked at him for what seemed an eternity then walked up to him and tentatively stroked his hair before just hugging him and pulling him into an embrace "Great match kiddo", Jeff pushed him back, that small gesture too much for him to bear "Get out, I don't want to see you", "Jeff come on, I came here to tell…", Jeff interrupted him "To taunt, now take that belt and your ass out of here, seriously Hunter", Paul sighed and locked the door before pushing Jeff violently to the couch "Listen to me, you might not believe me, but if I wanted to taunt you I'd be parading outside with a camera team behind me you asshole, I came to check on you"
He sat down next to him and thought over his next words "You gave me quite a struggle out there, you're getting stronger Jeff", Jeff's voice dripped sarcasm "Uh, thank you so much Hunt", "Hey, I didn't win on my first attempts either", "Well, now I've fucked it up", "What are you talking about?", "My attempts", "You'll get another shot at the gold kid", squeezing his knee gently he leaned a little over and tried to lock his eyes with Jeff's "Maybe you just aren't ready, I mean even if you'd manage to beat me, you'd have even bigger guys coming after you", "I'm ready", "No you're not 'cause you didn't beat me Jeff", he put his hand on his neck and squeezed before pulling Jeff over, that did it for the younger man and he started sobbing, his face hidden against the broad chest, his colored locks mingling with long blonde ones and Hunter gently massaging his neck, forgetting his anger at Jeff for a moment…
The moment took long enough for Mark to go and get his belongings and come back to see a bored Randy sit across the hallway waiting for the door to open again, he had to chuckle seeing Orton stare at him "Jeff locked me out?", "Hunter is in there with him", "Uh, Hunter, well then it's ok that I have to wait here like a dog", "Watch the attitude boy, tell them I'm waiting at catering", "Sure, messenger and dog, nice", Shawn arrived looking for Hunter and Jeff walked up to them "Will do amendment for your sucker attitude" and adressing Mark "Hunter still with him?", "Yes, seems quiet in there", "Poor Jeff, he's bleeding his heart out in that damn ring and Hunter just always manages to reverse the situation", "The Game is the Game Shawn, we both know he won't give that title away freely", "Nope, but it will also mean a lot more to Jeff when he finally gets it", "Let's hope he sees it like that too, let's go have a drink, they can't be long", Randy pouted slightly being left there alone but didn't want to piss them off, the day had been nice until now, no need to stir things up…
Jeff had calmed, resting against Hunter who had his eyes closed and hadn't stopped stroking his neck, he opened them and nuzzled Jeff's hair before planting a kiss on his head "We should get ready, they must be waiting for us by now", Jeff lifted his head and wiped the last tears away staring at the belt that was laying on the table, Hunter chuckled "Pretty ha… And all mine, I think they should start calling it the Hunter-Title, nobody will take it away from me anyways", Hunter didn't want to play nanny or babysitter or even big soother, he didn't want to disrespect Jeff like that, he liked to tease and he knew Jeff would get over having lost and come back to pester him for another shot anyways, so the best was to start that game tonight, and seeing Jeff glare at him while he got dressed he knew he had pushed the right button again "I'll shove it up your ass, you'll be able of keeping it forever", "Funny Jeff, glad to see you're back to being that impestious yourself", Jeff stared at him and burst out laughing, all the tension finally releasing "What's so funny", "I lost and I'm laughing around with you", "So, that's the way it should be Jeff, at the end of the day I like you, and I respect you whether you believe me or not", "You could have let me win you ass", "You want to win like that?"
Jeff finished packing and locked his eyes with his, shaking his head "Never", "See, that's why I will never ever let you win, not you, not anybody, wouldn't be fair, to no-one", not sure if Randy would come back to the lockerroom Jeff took his things which wasn't much too and followed Hunter outside, Randy jumping up and making Hunter chuckle "Orton… Can we help you", "Yeah, but first Mark and Shawn are waiting at the catering area, I was waiting to enter to get my things", Jeff handed them to him "Was bringing them anyways", "Thanx, wasn't sure you'd do that", "Well, I did", Hunter squeezed both of their necks "I'm proud of you two, you know that this was the first PPV you guys behaved and didn't cause havoc and war", even Jeff managed to grin "Does that mean we can start now?", "Oh no Hardy, you better don't… Now move it boys, they are waiting"
Jeff wasn't the only one who was heart-broken, Shawn wasn't in a better shape but his experience and years in the business had taught him to switch the hurt to anger, and he had already planned to make him pay even if Mark had suggested not to do it he still felt like Jericho needed a lesson and smirked as he passed their table and Shawn snarled "He can grin as much as he want, tonight he'll pay", "You do that Shawn, but off the record, you know it", "Hey, I introduced the off the record", "No, I did, you and Hunter just are allowed to make use of it… Talking of which, there they are finally", Hunter had hung the belt over Jeff's free shoulder smirking "Looks good on you Jeff" and Jeff had taken it pretty good, smiling even "Yeah, that's why I should have won it", "Well, you're allowed to parade it, it's a beginning", Randy chuckled darkly "Let's see if he hands it over that easy when you finally take it away from him for good Jeff"
They walked over to where Mark and the others sat, Matt not laughing at the scenery thinking Hunter was mocking his brother but Shawn keeping him back "Jeff is smiling Matt, they're ok", "Still, he shouldn't taunt him like that", "Relax Matt", Mark got up interrupting their discussion "Let's head off, I'm hungry", "How many cars do we have", "Four", "Ok, that's enough", they headed towards the parking lot, Matt hugging his brother and not letting him go all the way to the car "Hey, how are you holding up bro", "Ok" Jeff let out a deep sigh "Sucks big time but I can't change it now can I", "I'm so sorry for you", "Me too, but that doesn't help either", "Jeff…", "No, it's ok Matt, I'll survive", Shawn sat next to Jeff, pushing him between himself and Matt, Mark just glaring at them but Shawn had more important things to do than bicker "Jeff, I have a question", Jeff turned to him "Shoot", Shawn lowered his voice "Chris, does he sometimes play with guys?", "Jericho? Never, he's worse than Matt", "Perfect", "Why?", "Oh, just like that", "Shawn?", "Nevermind, just wanted to know if he enjoyed it with a man", "No, hates to think of it", Shawn decided to switch subjects "Great, so, feeling just as pissed off as I am?"
It was a short ride to the hotel, they first moved their stuff to their rooms and met back down ten minutes later to go to the restaurant in the hotel, with being plenty they had to move some tables together, Matt making sure he'd sit next to his brother annoying him a little "Matt seriously, I won't get lost", "I know, I just want to catch up with you", "We haven't seen for like what, not even thirty minutes", "An hour, I was worried Jeff and you just rush off", "Can we stop talking about my loss bro, please", looking at Randy who sat opposite of Matt Jeff paled and tensed for a second, Randy was making a rather naughty movement with his tongue against his cheek and grinned, Matt of course followed his younger siblings gaze and threw some bread at Randy "What is it Orton? Need a Punt to the head", "Relax Hardy, I was just doing tongue exercise", Jeff blushed which alerted Shawn sitting opposite of Jeff and smirking mouthed "No, you and him?", Matt noticed that also and intrigued asked "Shawn? What's going on?", "I would like to know too you know Matt, but I think it's just Orton being silly and Jeff still being shaken by his match", Mark had heard the "sounds" Jeff and Randy had made and knew very well what Randy was implying and sitting next to Jeff he had seen Randy on the other side too…
Hunter was sitting next to Matt and was just wondering dumbly if something had happened that he should know about when he noticed the weird atmosphere to his right but dismissed it and continued his discussion with Dave, John and Miz, Rey and Phil, Glen was casting evil glances at Rey who mouthed at him, Kofi was discussing things with Brian but was listening to what was happening with the Hardy's, he vaguely heard Brian pout "Hey, are you listening to me", "Yeah, but also to them, so sshhh", "Oh, I can't believe it", Brian started listening to for a moment then turned to Montel and Ezekiel as Matt was giving Jeff the look "Nothing bro, we were quiet and calm in the locker room, nothing happened, don't look like that", Hunter leaned over Matt grinning "That's not quite right Jeff, something happened, I won"
Mark leaned on Jeff and pushed Matt back "Hunter, you're very funny, but we won't talk about wins and losses tonight", "Yeah, you're not so happy either Deadman ha, Paul got ya pretty hard there", Hunter and Mark locked eyes, Jeff had stopped breathing and Matt had had the reflex to move his chair back a little so he felt quite safe, but with Hunter and Mark teasings were common and it scared all those around them more than themselves, they both smirked at the same moment and snarling sat back, Jeff looking from one to the other in awe and Matt moving back to the table and having forgotten the prior subject…
At least with their meals arriving most mouths stayed closed and no drama could erupt, they moved to the bar afterwards, Shawn keeping an eye on Chris for his future revenge and Hunter noticing it "Don't tell me…", "Oh yes, he deserves it, not only for today", "Ok, but you're sure you want to do it today?", "Yeah", "Have some fun", "That's what Mark too said", "Well, you know we never stand in the way of a decent punishment when deserved", "Yup, and Jericho will learn that tonight", Shawn followed Chris with his eyes "Where's he heading to?", Phil got down next to him "Needs something from his room", "Well me too now that I think of it"
Shawn got up ignoring Hunter's snicker and Phil's gaze and followed Chris, waiting outside of the room for Jericho to come back out, which he hadn't to wait long for, the second Chris saw him he spat "What do you…" he couldn't finish his sentence as Shawn's fist collided with his face and made him tumble backwards into the room, Shawn entering and closing the door "We need to talk… Champ", Chris got up and moved back asking defiantly "Bitter loser?", "Oh no, but feeling betrayed and screwed over", "You know a lot about screwing over, right Shawn", the Sweet Chin Music kicked Jericho back, making him land hard on the bed, it gave Shawn the time to approach the bed and to observe him, he sat on top of him and pinned his arms above his head "I don't know what has gotten into you lately Chris, but I've had it", "And what are you going to do about it", "OH, right now give you a sample of what is to come", he grinded his body against his and was delighted to see Chris flinch "I'll make you my bitch Jericho, you'll start shaking the second you'll think I am behind you fromnow on, because if you think you're good at playing games, watch me", he pressed his knee against Jeicho's croch "My bitch, don't forget it, so watch your back…", he slapped him hard on the cheek and jumped up, leaving the room a large grin on his face…
Shawn came back to the bar still that large grin plastered on his face and sat back down, both Hunter and Mark shaking their heads amused when he whispered "He got a warning for an Attitude Readjustment that will happen soon, ha, I'm excited", Jeff was well on his way to get drunk, he wasn't the only one for that matter, shots and beers were flowing in masses and by three most had problems standing straight, Matt, just as wasted as Jeff tried to help his brother up but failed, Shawn giggling and very glad Hunter was giving him a hand and was slightly more sober, Mark was busy helping Rey to keep Glen away, or Glen to keep Rey away, both were ready to go at it again and weren't keeping back slaps and insults, Dave stood next to Mark helping him which made Jeff intervene, tumbling against them "Dave, you know I'll kick your ass if you touch Kane", not only Dave stared at him, it had gotten him the attention of all of the still present guys, Mark trying to understand what was going on and Glen smirking victoriously, especially seeing Rey pout "You touch Dave and you'll get acquainted with my 619" which only made Jeff chuckle, Matt not quick enough to silence him "Well, good luck to get me positioned, I'll just use a chair on your ass, just like Kane did", Mark sighed "Ok, you're all drunk and you're all getting on my nerves, Dave get Rey up, Glen you'll help me with the Hardy's, Shawn Phil…", he saw the other remaining men weren't belligerent so he just mumbled "Well you guys find a way to get up, and no fighting"
But the fighting was well under way, Dave hadn't grabbed Rey but Jeff and was pulling him along which made Matt rage and follow them "I told you I wasn't done with you", "Uh, going all animalistic on me, I'm scared", "You should, you need a lesson", Jeff bite him in the shoulder and he let him go, rubbing his shoulder "Have you lost it Hardy", "No, you have, dammit I wasn't doing anything", "You were mocking Rey", "No, absolutely not, I was just teasing him, hey, he wanted to perform a 619 on me" Jeff pouted, having some trouble standing straight but gesticulated while he spoke "And hello… A 619 without ropes to keep my body in the right position… He lost it", Matt grabbed Jeff by the waist fixing Dave "Leave my brother alone", "Geez, I just wanted to talk to him", "Uhu, you abducted him, you bastard", "Hey, Dave was about to explain to me how Rey would have done the 619 in there on me, I want to know", Dave shook his head "You're drunk", "Uh, good deduction Animal, took you long to notice", Randy, not any soberer than the brothers had stopped too, and on their side which made Dave smirk "Three against one, nice Orton, really nice", "No, me against you, right here, right now"
Mark had listened to their "discussion" and now fed up made his decision "Ok, so Jeff you're coming with me, Dave you take Rey, Randy you go with Matt and Glen and everybody stops their wargames, now, we have to leave early tomorrow and I'm not about to take any shit from anybody" and he wasn't about to wait any longer, he just grabbed Jeff and pulled the objecting younger man with him and pushed him into the elevator "Sssh Jeff, silence", "Hey, you can't make me shut up", "Oh I can and I will kid, you should be glad I'm not commenting on your state as it is", that somehow made Jeff shut it, but since now he was thinking hard he just whispered "I lost" and Mark knew he should have just let him rage and sleep it over and talk to him tomorrow, he hugged him making some space for the others to enter "Jeff, I lost, Shawn lost, you're not the only one who had a rough night", Shawn winced, holding his balance by gripping Hunter "Yeah, that bastard cheated me for the title" but his grin got feral "But he doesn't know what's coming his way now"
A couple of guys look at him quizically but Ezekiel just had too much to do with keeping Brian standing that he didn't think of asking what Michaels had meant by his words, Phil knew something was brewing but always kept out of other people's business and with Kofi clinging to him was pretty busy too, Hunter just grinned, looking forward to hearing details of what would befall Chris, they all made it to their floors, and somehow to their beds, Mark sitting Jeff on his bed before looking at Matt "I know you're not sober either but watch your brother ok, don't let him get all brooding", "Hey, I know how to care for him", "I know, I just wanted it said Matt"
Mark left after having hugged Jeff and entered his room to find his next brooding problem "No Glen, not tonight, I'll listen to all you'll have to say about Rey in the morning, but I need sleep, seriously, damn Show knocked me out and I for once need rest too", "Didn't say anything bro", "Oh no, your face told me", when Mark came out of the bathroom he saw Glen grin "What now", "Just one thing and then I'll be quiet, that Hardy-boy stood up for me to Batista", "Yeah, he's suicidal, but that's nothing new", "I'm not talking about that, I just find that kinda cool you know", Mark was so tired he had trouble keeping his eyes up "I'm happy for you Glen, really, but I'm way to sleepy to start discussing Jeff and his protective side towards you now", Mark could have sworn he heard his brother pout before the light went off…
When Matt came out of the bathroom he found Jeff sitting on the other bed and holding his belt lost in thought, he sighed softly and sat down next to him, not saying anything but putting his arm around his younger brother and waiting for him to start "I wanted it… I so badly wanted it…", "I know Jeff", after a couple of minutes of silence he squeezed him gently "Listen… You should go to bed… It's late, you're drunk and you'll have to get up early… You need some rest bro", Jeff handed him the belt, got up and walked over to his bed, sliding under the covers "I just failed again", "Jeff, next time you'll win", curling up Jeff added, a yawn coming along "That's what you said last time too, and next time you'll say it again", "Jeff, seriously, Hunter will give you another shot, you nearly had him, he just got lucky", "Luck is for losers", "That's not true, listen, Hunter is one hell of a wrestler, I'm not sure any other man besides perhaps Mark would have been able of reversing that pin, you've got a huge chance to learn from him Jeff, every match you're up against him you improve", Jeff was already half asleep "Perhaps, but I still lost", Matt looked at his brother and tried one last ruse to get him to calm down "Yeah, and you may still lose again against him, but check your record bro, you still win most of your matches, so stop it, you'll get that damn title, destiny just didn't want for it to happen tonight" but there wasn't any answer coming his way, Jeff soundly asleep "Perfect… Sleep tight bro"
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Sorry, couldn't sleep so I wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote hehehe, the whole diner wasn't planned that way lol, but what the heck :-), hope you liked it, drop me a word or two :-)