[Soo, I'm not really following any other events, and if, it may happen to be chronological fuzz, but it's a fic, it's allowed hehehe and please, it would be nice to get some reviews
For Jeff the drive to the hotel took like forever, since he had been sitting in his car all his muscles had started aching, and all he could hope for was to have a bathtube in his room, he really was not ready to have to stand for more than a minute and even the short walk to the hotel lobby from his car made him feel like at least 300 years old. Sighing he gave his name and waited patiently for the key and asked the woman handing it out to him if the room had a bathtube, she only shook her head and murmured a sorry, only in the double ones and gave him a smile…
"Well I guess to be really confortable I'll have to find myself a room-mate then", Jeff smiled and turned to get to his room, only to walk into someone standing right behind him, his senses seemed to be dulled or he would have senced Kane, who upon hearing Jeff's words had his sweet and provocative smile back on…
"Well, if you ask politely I'll think about it Jeff, but only if you ask politely kid", he passed Jeff who was shaking his head and answered, "no way, I'm sure you snort and what do I know of the habits you and your brother must have, no thanks Glenn really and see, I made it back in one piece, no falling asleep in my car"
"Want me to congratulate you on that punk", Glenn just had gotten his key and turned again, "and what is that talk about my brother's nightly activities, if you prefer rooming with him…"
Exactly ten seconds prior to Glenns words Mark had arrived and glanced at the two men standing in the lobby, both not very discreet and hearing Kane's little chitchat he lost it and threw his bag in direction of his brother, only to hit Jeff who took a nice shock not knowing what just happened and flew backwards.
"Poor Jeff, taken in between the friendly rivalry of those two", Batista, who had just arrived that night and missed the whole Raw-show and therefore only knew from Hunter and Shawn what had happened, winced at the flight into the desk that Jeff had just had the honor to do and Hunter was up to go and help the poor kid up, which left Shawn to fill some blanks with some intuition of his own, "well I think there's something going on between the punk and the freak, something is up, I don't know what it is", Batista gave him a punch on the shoulder, "and You shouldn't be thinking about it, it isn't your concern, leave them alone it is best, believe me".
Hunter arrived in the lobby, wasn't far, the bar had direct access from there, "Mark just watch it, it's late and your throwing skills suck", he helped Jeff up and glanced at the Taker who was growling at his brother, "whatever your two guys have boiling, no need to punish others with, jeez, like little kids".
Jeff pushed him and took his belongings back, "Thanx Hunter, again", and left in direction of the elevators, this was all way tooooo weird for him, getting bombed down by bags after the guy had all the chances to kick him in the ring, he had no idea what had gotten into the man and didn't want to have to find out. Hunter followed Jeff and stopped right next to him, "He wasn't going for you but for his brother, idiot just missed, you're alright?"
Jeff stared at him for a second then he tilted his head in direction of the brothers who were having a discussion and sighed, "Yeah, I'm just battered and bruised and ready for a shower since there's no tube", leading Hunter to smile, "wanna use ours? I room with that Shawn-thing like usual and none of us are too fond of baths"
"No, thanx though", finally the elevator doors opened and Hunter stayed outside, keeping the doors open, "What?"…
Hunter marvelled at his constant defiance, and wondered what had made him to be so defensive and all, "Nothing, just get your ass down when you're clean and grab a few beers with us, and no no accepted Hardy", he winked and went back to the bar, not without taking the Taker by the arm and to tell him very low, "Don't hurt that kid, everyone just not him, ok, and you're invited for beer too guys", the beer part loud so Kane could get it too, "I'll come, and Mark too, right bro? To make peace…"
Mark shook his head in submission, "I'll just get the stuff to the room and I'm coming", like he had thought, a long infernal night awaited him, one beer and he was going to leave, he needed time to think, and that would be impossible with that bunch of fools. So he too headed of in direction of his room, taking his brother's bag with him since he wanted to be alone for a couple of minutes and Hunters word on his mind, what the hell did that moron mean by not hurting him, he had outlived the match so it was pretty clear he wouldn't hurt him, why was everybody so weird tonight…
Jeff had Hunters words in mind and his gaze, sure as hell the guy would come and get him if he wasn't going to show up in the bar, sighing when he got in the bathroom and started undressing, a couple of nice bruises already appearing on his body. The water was as much a relief as it was a torture, he really had suffered throughout their encounter and now that he was finally really alone the adrenaline buzz wore off and he could feel every single bone and muscle in his body. Staying with his head under the water he thought of what had happened at the lobby, why did Mark shoot his bag at his brother while he stood there talking to someone, Mark who never issued his problems openly, why now, why tonight. And why hadn't he finished him completely off in the ring, he sure had provoced him enough, what had been in that look he had given him. Getting out of the shower after a good ten minutes, he started drying himself of gently, trying not to apply too much pressure on his body before heading back to his bed and the bag that was on it and to start getting dressed…
Meanwhile down at the bar Glenn had joined the already installed men and was promptly asked by Shawn which earned him a glare from Batista but didn't stop the Heartbreak Kid at the least, "Sooooo Glenn, tell me, I mean us, what's that thing going on between you and your brother". Glenn took a sip of his bear and shook his head, "I've got no idea what you're talking about, just some teasing among brothers that's all"…
"Right and some teasing about what or better, who?", Shawn grinned, helped by a couple of beers and shots he and Hunter had already had not that he would have kept his mouth shut had he been sober, "let me guess… Hummmm, I put my bet on me… No no no", Batista shook his head, "Stop it Shawn, I wanted to pass a nice evening not this, stop annoying everyone, I told you, stay out of other people's business, jeez"
"Maybe Shawn's right, I'd like to have your opinion on something", if he wanted to know what was going on with his brother and the punk, he could help, "Did you notice any changes in Mark, I mean since Hardy challenged him, I don't know, I can't shred the feeling that there's something going on", Batista growled, "Don't you start too or get yourselves a table where you can gossip as much as you want, they are grown up men, leave them alone, they had a tough and enduring match today and I'm sure your brother will not appreciate this discussion".
"Hardy… Grown up… Right Batista, and you guys should stop it, he's right, I don't want to have a bloodbath when Mark gets here and finds out you've said those connection things", his grin showed that Hunter took some pleasure in all of this too, "he likes Jeff", but wanting to see how things developped by themselves he couldn't let Shawn and Kane ruin his plans, but Batista caught the word before he could say something, "I'm sure that Mark likes Jeff more than he would admit, he likes all of us better than he would admit, and sometimes he's admirative and then he lets it slip, by accident, like today… There's nothing going on, jeez, I'm feeling like in a giggling girl-group for the moment, you should grow up, all of you"
"You were not there, you didn't see the exact gaze they gave each other, there was something going on", Kane couldn't just shut it, but got Batista on him, "They were having a ladder match, a very very long and tiring ladder match, of course there was something going on between them, we all have felt it at a time or another, why do you need to make it an issue this time"
"'Cause it was different this time and shut it Jeff arrives", Shawn had kept an eye on the lobby not wanting to have one of the two earsdropping on them and waved, whispering through his teeth, "Man I don't know what you threatened him with but it worked, he came"…
"Of course, and I didn't threat him Shawn"
Jeff had really had to push himself to move his ass down, every step was hell, he just craved a bed and the sole thought of having to sit among the others made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he really didn't consider having a choice, so clad in a white tank and cargo pants he made his way to their table, not oblivious to the glances they shot him and which just made him even more uncomfortable…
"Hey guys", and before he could blink he had a beer coming his way and sat next to Glenn, really didn't have a choice on that matter, "thanx"…