Shawn ran his hands over the white suit that he was wearing. The suit mimicked the white suit he wore on the night of the masquerade twenty-five years ago. Tonight, both coupled were celebrating their twenty-fifth anniversaries with a masquerade ball. They decided that they would celebrate this milestone together instead of having two separate parties for the two separate dates. Hunter and Brian's anniversary was really two weeks ago and Shawn and Bret's was last week.

Shawn put his silver cross earring in his ear and looked at himself in the mirror. Time had really been good to him. He hadn't really aged that much, even with the stress of raising three kids.

"You still got it."

Shawn turned around and looked at Bret. "Still got it? It never left." Shawn said and Bret chuckled as he walked over to Shawn. Bret still looked pretty good too. He had a few lines and wrinkles on his face from the constant frowning and stress from being an Army General but for the most part, he still looked the same.

Shawn looked down at Bret's hand as he approached him. "What's in the case?" Shawn asked, referring to the black and gold briefcase in Bret's left hand.

Bret held up the briefcase with his right hand as he unlocked it with his left hand and lifted up the top. Shawn gasped. It was Shawn's original white and silver mask. Shawn picked it up and looked at it. It was still in very good condition. All of the feathers were still there and none of the paint was scratched off.

"I can't believe you kept this." Shawn said as he continued to inspect his mask.

"Of course I kept it. This was the start of our love."

"Awe." Shawn cooed. "You're such a sap.

"I can't help the fact that I'm romantic." Bret said and lean down and kissed Shawn on the lips. Shawn wrapped his arms around Bret's neck and deepened the kiss, the mask still in his grasp.

"Eww. Dad and Papa are making out."

Bret and Shawn broke their kiss and looked towards their bedroom doorway. All three of their children were standing there with a disgusted look on their faces.

"Can we please keep this PG? Thank You." Christian said as he walked in the room and flopped down on his parents. At twenty-four, Christian was really a combination of both of his parents even though he was a bit more like Bret in his attitude but Christian swears he got his good looks from Shawn. Christian was wearing a Military style outfit similar to his father's outfit, which was navy blue pants and a navy blue military blazer with medals adorn on the left side of the blazer. His navy blue mask set on top of his head.

"Seriously, or else we are going to have to get some censors." John says and sits next to his brother. John Morrison Hart, or JoMo, was born three years after Christian and had turned twenty-one a month and a half ago. He was the spitting image of Shawn, from his look to his personality. He was wearing black pants with two red crosses on each leg and a red shirt. He red and black mask in his hands and his hair, that was normally in a bun, was down and hung to his shoulders.

"I think it's kind of cute that our parents still love each other and show affection. It's kind of inspiring…even though, it's kind of nasty too." Natalya says and sits on the other side of the bed. Three years after John was born, Bret finally got his girl as Natalya Katherine Hart was born. She looked mostly like Bret but originally had Shawn's blond hair but dyed it a blonder color. She was wearing a pink mini dress with corsage trimming and a pleated bodice with pink Louboutin to match. She held her pink an white mask in her hand.

"If you don't like it, then close your eyes." Bret said as he pecked Shawn on the lips again and their children sighed.

Shawn pushed Bret out of the way and looked at his children. "All of you look so cute."

"I'm handsome." Christian insist. "Not cute."

"Sorry, you look handsome." Shawn says to Christian.

"Nice mask." John says and points to the mask in Shawn's hand.

"Thanks, made it myself."

"When?" Natalya and John asks.

"Twenty-five years ago."

"No way!" They both said at the same time.

"Way!"

"He's telling the true." Bret said and placed his hands on Shawn's shoulders. "Now, lets go downstairs so we can party."

"Baby, are you dressed?" Hunter said as he looked at the clock.

"Yeah, here I am." Brian said and came out of the bathroom. He was wearing his perfectly recreated black and silver ensemble with his black and silver mask on top of his head. Brian, even though it was twenty-five years later, still had that baby face and looked young.

"Wow." Hunter said and looked at Brian. "Sexy, sexy." Hunter had lines in his forehead and under his eyes but that took nothing away from his looks.

"Thank you, I know." Brian said and reached up and kissed Hunter. "I have a feeling this party is going to be fantastic."

"Me too."

"Who's ready to Party! Woohoo!" Mike said as he slide into his parents room.

John, the oldest of the bunch at twenty-four, shook his head at his brothers outburst. John was built up like his dad but had his grandfather's face and Brian's sweet personality. Hunter knew he would be a great king. He just hated the fact that he would never see him rule.

"Calm down idiot. You're not even drunk yet." John said and slapped his brother across the head. John was wearing a white and gold suit. His white mask sat on top of his head.

"Hey." Mike said and grabbed his head. Michael 'Mike' Mizanin Helmsley was the middle child and was born three years after John. He and JoMo were born on the exact same date, making him twenty-one as well. He was the complete opposite of his elder brother, with a cocky attitude he got from Hunter and his looked he got from Brian and Brian's father. Mike was also wearing a white suit but with silver accents. His mask was also on top of his head. "Pa, he just hit me!"

"I don't think he cares." Evan responded. Evan Bourne Helmsley was nineteen years old and the youngest of the Helmsley family. He was like Brian in every way. Not only was he small like Brian, but had Brian's personality. Evan was wearing a white and black suit. He matching mask in his hand.

"Shut up nerd." Mike retorted.

"I like to read…that doesn't make me a nerd." Evan says.

"Yes, it does."

"No, fighting." Brian said and all of them stopped. "This is a happy day so lets all go and be happy."

The anniversary party was in full swing. There was all types of food and music and the decorations were bright and colorful. Hunter, Bret, Shawn, and Brian along with their children all sat on a platform above the dance floor. They were all taking a break for the nonstop dancing they had been doing.

"Hey everyone."

"Stephanie." Shawn and Brian said. They stood up and all four adults hugged Stephanie and Dave and their son, Mason Ryan Batista.

"Wow Dave." Shawn began. "Mason looks just like you." Shawn says as Mason took off his mask. Mason smiled.

"I know, he has my good looks." Dave says and they laugh.

"I didn't think you would come…because of the news." Hunter says and Stephanie shakes her head.

"Yeah it was bad news but I'm at peace and I wouldn't have missed this." Stephanie says. Hunter and Stephanie were referring to Sunny's suicide. Sunny was finally cured of her HPD and had realized what she had done and felt so bad that she fell in to depression and because of the guilty and depression, she killed herself.

"Well, I'm happy that you're at peace." Bret said.

"Hey John." Mason said. John took off his mask and stood up in front of Mason.

"Hey Mason."

"You look really good…especially with your hair down like that." Mason said and John blushed.

"Well, I do try." John said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"You don't have to try to hard." Mason said and John chuckled. "Do you wanna dance?" Mason asked and held out his hand.

"Sure." John said and took his head.

The adults watched as John and Mason went out on the dance floor.

"Ah, another wedding." Dave says and the others laugh.

"Majesties." Hunter and Brian turned to the voice.

"Oh, Chris glad you could make it." Brian says and hugs Chris. Chris pulls away and shakes Hunter's hand.

"Jericho, how have you been?"

"Oh, very well." Chris answered. "We are now exporting more oil than anyone else so I'm perfect." The Jericho family owned the largest amount of oil wells and such in the world. They were very wealthy.

Evan sat up in his seat and took off his mask when he saw Chris Jericho talking to his parents. He had such a big crush on him. He tried to drop hints when Chris was around but like Mike said, he was a nerd and he was just so awkward around him.

"So, what's up?" Brian asked. He had a feeling Chris wanted something.

Chris cleared his throat. "Um…I was wondering if I could dance with Evan?"

Hunter looked over at Evan and Evan quickly turned his head, pretending that he wasn't listening, but Hunter had caught him. "Sure."

"Evan." Evan looked up at Chris.

"Oh, um, Hey Chris." Evan said with a bright smile.

"Hey, um, would you like to dance?"

"Yes!" Evan calmed himself down. " Um…yeah lets go."

Mike watched as one of the servants walks past him holding a tray an empty tray in his hands. Mike takes off his masks and licks his lips. Time to move in for the kill.

Alex sat the tray on the bar and placed more flutes of champagne on the tray. Alex sighed. He had never been this worked since he had started working here but at least the conditions here work good and he was surrounded by good people.

Mike walked up behind Alex and wrapped his arms around Alex's waist. "Hey A-Ry." Mike whispered in Alex's ear. Alex jumped a little.

"Majesty."

"I told you to call me Mike or Miz baby."

"I'm not you're baby Mike." Alex replies as he places the flutes on the tray. "And get off of me before your father sees."

"My dad doesn't care."

"Really?"

"Yes, really." Mike says. "You wanna know a secret? Huh?"

"Sure."

"My Pa used to be a worker in the palace."

"Really?" Alex turned around and looked Mike in the eyes.

"Really. He was just like you. So my dad doesn't care if I date you…so are you gonna work all nigh and be unhappy or are you going to dance with me and make tonight the beginning of the rest of your life." Mike said and held out his hand. Alex looked at Mike's hand and the back at the tray and then back at Mike's hand. Alex grabbed Mike's hand and Mike pulled him on to the floor.

"Dude, come on. Let's get a drink." Christian says to John. John gets up and follows Christian over to the bar, managing to avoid their parents. They both grab a glassed of champagne from a tray that was on the bar and watched the crowd as they danced.

"Don't tell dad." John started. "But this party is kinda boring."

"I know." Christian sighed. "It's just a whole bunch of old people."

John chuckled. "Don't let Pa hear…you say that."

"Wow!" Both men said at the same time.

"Which one are you looking at?" John asked.

"The blonde in the red with the R on his back pocket."

"Good, I'm looked at his brunette friend."

John and Christian looked at each other and downed their flutes of champagne.

"One, two, three." Christian counted

"Go." John said.

"I can't believe you tricked me into sneaking into this party." Adam said to his best friend as they dance.

"Don't worry about it, bro." Zack started. "We're wearing a mask, no one knows who we are. Just relax Edge." Zack said, calling Adam by his nickname.

"Excuse me." Zack and Adam turned around when they heard two voices. Their eyes widen when they saw who it was.

"May I dance with you?" John asked Zack and at the same time Christian asked Adam.

"Sure." They both said. It wasn't like they could say no.

"Oh No." Bret and Hunter groan.

"What?" Brian asks.

"What happen?" Shawn asks.

"History is about to repeat itself." Bret said as he watched his son dance with a blond.

"We have to do something." Hunter said as he watched his son dance with a brunette.

"What are you guys talking about?" Shawn and Brian asks.

"It's us all over again." Bret says.

"They are going to fall in love with those two and then we are going to have to waste all this time finding them…no." Hunter explained and grabbed Brian. "Lets go. We are fixing this right now."

"So what is the R for?" Christian asked.

"Oh, my friends call me rated R for several different reasons."

"Oh really?"

"Really." Adam chuckled as Christian spins him around. Bret takes this opportunity to grab Adam and Shawn starts dancing with his son.

"Pa!"

"Shut up and dance with me." Shawn says and Christian grumbles but dances with his pa.

"General." Adam greeted in surprise.

"I see my son likes you." Bret said and Adam blushed underneath the mask. "Do you like him?"

"I…I find him very attractive and his personality of what I know is nice but-."

"No buts." Bret cuts him off as he dances with the blond. "If you like him and he likes you, then don't worry about what anyone else thinks…just take it one day at a time and see how it goes."

"You really mean that?" Adam looked up and asks Bret.

"Of course. If I didn't, I would be a hypocrite." Bret said and spun Adam around. He grabbed Shawn and gave Adam back to Christian.

"What did my dad say to you?" Christian say, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, he just gave me some really good advice."

"I've never seen you around here." John said.

"Oh, I'm not from around here." Zack says quickly.

"Oh, where are you from?"

"Well, oh." Zack let out a yelp when he was ripped from John's arms and ended up in the king's arms.

"Pa, what is he doing?" John asked Brian.

"Trust me, he's helping you out with this one."

"Um, majesty." Zack says meekly.

"How has my son been treating you?"

"Um, very well sir."

"That's good." Hunter says to the masked brunette. "I just want to let you know that it doesn't matter where you come form or what your status is…my son will love you no matter what."

"Do you really believe that?" Zack just had to ask.

Hunter chuckled. "Of course I do." Hunter reached out and grabbed Brian and gave Zack back to John.

"Are you OK? Did my dad do something to you?" John asked.

"No, you're dad just gave me some advice."

"Well, I think the situation as been neutralized." Bret said as he wrapped his arms around Shawn's waist.

"I think so too." Hunter said as he wrapped his arm around Brian.

Brian looked over at Shawn. "Why did we ever try to hide behind a mask?"

"I don't know. We were so stupid back then."

"Yeah." Brian agreed. "But everything is perfect now."

"Perfect." Natalya said and squeezed in between her parents and her uncles. "It's not perfect." She pouted.

"Why do you say that honey?" Bret asked.

"Because daddy, no one-."

"Excuse me." Natalya looked over and say Tyson Kidd. The Kidd family was a very wealthy political family that had been in the courts since the kingdom began. "Would you like to dance with me Nattie?" Tyson held out his hand.

Natalya took his hand. "Yes, I would love to." Natalya looked back at her parents and uncles. "Now everything is perfect."

The four laughed. Nattie was right. Now everything was truly perfect.

A/N: So that's it. Masking Love is official finished. Thank you for all of the reviews, favorites, alerts, and thanks to all of the silent readers as well. I know a lot of people don't appreciate the silent readers but I do. Now, I can get back to my other stories and making one-shots.

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