(A/N:OK Please read, enjoy, review. Even the smallest of reviews warms my day & pushes me to write more. I don't own ANY WWE/TNA personal or likenesses, nor any of their family members. This is purely for fun & not based on real events. A shout out to THE Kid Hardy for placing this pairing in my head & my test subject for my stories. Thank you THE Kid Hardy, CenaRKO1986, Demoniac Bastard Scorpio, HeartDeNijs, YoominC16, lil' wolverine, M.j's place ,Cenaholic, jadeMK11 for Putting this story on Alert,Faving it or Reviewing it.)

A/N2: OK this is Slash. If you don't know it is MxM pairing. Don't don't like it or it not your thing feel free to go pick another story. Please REVIEW & let me know if I should try to do more. This is a Dark & slightly smutty Story. )

Over the next week John was trying not to jump at shadows when no one was looking. Of course to their faces he was still the same Boston bigmouth he always was. He had convinced himself it was just a bad dream & nothing more. He wouldn't tell anyone, but yeah he respected the Dead man once. Looked up to, want to be looked at like him by fans & the other wrestlers. The newness wore off slowly & he saw Taker just as any other man who thought people should grovel just cause he was a….veteran. It made John want to laugh. Laugh more at himself for almost falling for the Dead Man's tricks. Fall for them to the point of having a sick dream that he really was some sort of undead thing.

An incredibly hot undead thing that he just wanted to…John quickly shook his head as those thoughts tried to trickle into his head again. When ever he could John would stand watching the different Divas as they were bent over doing their make-up in the hall way mirrors. His eyes scanning over their curvaceous forms a lick of his lips. Yeah he was sure there was no way he was gay. Nope, no way not me. No guys for me. He shot straight & true.

So then how come no mater how much he tried to avoid him every time he saw Taker he was shot the cold yet alluring smirk that would start to turn his insides in knots with fear as well as a reluctant excitement. John would almost always turned moving away from the green eyes monster called Undertaker only to have his ears assaulted by that cold laugh. Some time he would hear it, other times it was more like he felt it rippling through his body. Every ripple of that laugh going right to the young man's core then groin. 'NO NO NO! This is not real I need some real help.'

Seemed the only time Cena could relax was when he heard Taker's bike heading to the ring. He knew he was tied in a match & there was no way he could be around to mess with him. Then again was Taker messing with him or was it his own head?

John went back to his locker room & stopped dead in his tracks seeing Edge & Christian standing there. Edge had his arms folded across his chest & Christian had one of his arms rested on Edge's shoulder leaning a bit. They both had cat that ate the canary looks to their lips.
"What you two jokes want?"
"Oh nothing." Spoke Edge. "More like what it seems you want."
"What you babbling about Blondie?"
Edge looked over at Christian who looks back at him. "Does he not know or just playing dumb?" Christian just gives a light shrug as Edge turns his focus back to John. "We see how you looking but yet not looking at Taker."
"You two more wack then you seem on camera if you think I am casting Taker any looks besides ones of disgust." John tried not to laugh.
Edge looked back at Christian. "Think he tried to make the not so good doctor here his newest addition yet?"
Christian's voice a lot lower then Edge's. "I thought so...maybe I misread him."

John tried not to cough suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. "New addition to what?"
Edge slowly turned his head back towards John a cold smile almost as cold as Taker's. "Lets just say the Dead Man likes to take people he sees as potential & mold them." Edge mouth moved into almost a feral snarl as Christian grabbed a hand full of Edge's hair pulling his head back whispering in his ear. Then letting go. "Well hope we didn't say too much. Later John…" he almost laughs. "Good luck." The two of them turn walking down the hall Christian's arm moved from Edge's shoulder to near his waist causing John to shake his head.

"Now that is defiantly a couple of complete wack jobs." He decided to head for craft service instead to get a soda & sit figuring if he was in more public settings nothing could happen either. 'what the hell new addition…did that shit really happen? No way…they just messing with your head man. We all know Taker plays mind games with people he is feuding with. That is all it is, just more mind games.' He took a sip of his soda. 'Sick mind games pure & simple. Even if he did try that he did it to rattle me. A guy like Taker can't be into guys can he? What the hell! Why the fuck am I even wondering that because I'm not! Even though that….STOP IT DAMN YOU!' He yelled at himself placing a hand to his head feeling a headache coming on.

Edge & Christian were quietly joking with each other not seeing where they were they were walking when they turned the corner walking into two solid walls of flesh. They stumbled back looking with a smile seeing Kane, but the smile slowly faltered seeing Taker. He just looked at them with a cold stare & his face like stone. This wasn't the cold going to toy with you look. This was the cold I am pissed look. Kane just shook his head looking at the two of them. "What will I do with you two." Kane slowly addressed them.
"Punish them like they deserve for meddling in my business." Taker spoke in almost a stern tone that made the two brothers shutter in fear.

"We-we ju-just wan-wanted to kn-know if we wou-would have som-someone new soon." Stuttered out Edge.
Taker leaned closer to Edge. The cold green eyes causing Edge to shake wanting to look away but was captivated by Taker's gaze. "Even if he is to be mine…who is to say he would be playing with you three?"
"No-nothing Ta-Taker So-Sorry."
"You better be…" He stands back up looking at Kane. "You better do a real good job of disciplining your charges or must I do it myself?" He almost snarled at Kane giving the orders.
"NO…I'll make sure they don't step out of line again."
"Good because if not they will be disciplined me…and you may join them."
"That won't be needed." Kane tried to calmly inform Taker. "You know I can have a firm hand when needed."

Taker turned rest of the way walking towards Kane. He took a hand under Kane's face looking at the mismatched eyes looking back at him from under the mask. "Yes after much training yourself. Don't disappoint me…you don't know I may stop by if I grow bored." Taker leaned closer his teeth barely grazes Kane's ear causing a hitched breath before he spoke in a heavy tone. "You know what will happen if you disappoint me Kane." The taller man just nodded as Taker moved walking away from the three of them.

Only once Edge & Christian were sure as could be that Taker was out of sight did the moved over to Kane one on each side of him looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Pl-please te-tell us you do-don't pl…" Christian started till Kane placed a gloved finger against his lips looking down at him.
"I have to little ones." He told them in a slightly softer tone then he had in general company. "I am sorry…you know I hate to hurt either of you unless it is in means of pleasure. Taker won't be happy till he feels proper discipline has been dealt. From the sound if it…" Kane sighs "He wishes it dealt tonight. Sorry little ones." He slowly patted their shoulders before he turned heading for his locker room. If Edge & Christian could loose anymore color at the thought of the punishment the awaited them they would when they both though of how much worse Taker's punishment would be compared to Kane's.

(What can I say besides WOW thank you so much for all the reviews & please keep them coming. I am not sure if I will write out the punishment scene or just the aftermath.)