A/N: To all my readers, I haven't abandoned this story, I just wanted to see where the WWE was going with the story line between AJ and Kane. Now that the ball has been dropped, I am free to do whatever with these two. I will allude to bits from the story lines but the story line has nothing to do with this story. That being said, enjoy the story my readers and I'm sorry it took so long to update.

"This is crazy AJ. You don't know what that man is capable of…no, but that's part of the fun…"

The mirror stared back at her and not for the first time she wondered if she was really cracking up. Thoughts swirled in her head as she tilted her head back and forth; her hair falling over one shoulder and then over her eyes. Kane had taken up a firm residence in her mind since their last encounter and he was refusing to leave. Around every corner he stood; his eyes watching, tracking her every move and that excited her.

"I like men looking at me…do you like aggressive women? I think you might just be my type…."

Those were the words she'd spoken to Josh as she enjoyed watching him squirm when she touched him. The words were a lie, Josh might be a cute baby face but she had another, larger and more aggressive man on her mind and she was willing to do anything to lure him out into the open. She'd left after that, hoping that she'd baited his notorious jealousy enough to bring him to her. It hadn't and she had to change her tactic; she waited until he was in the ring with Sheamus and fending off Alberto before she made her move, walking down the ramp slowly and keeping her eyes trained on him.

Around her she could hear the words of the crowd as time stood still between them, their eyes locked for what seemed like a lifetime before he turned from her only to take a Brogue Kick to the face. Her breath caught in her throat as he went down and in a split second she turned and ran; hiding in the locker room amongst the bustling bodies and loud voices. She's expected him to come barging in looking for her so that he might be able to wrap his large hands around her slim throat and squeeze until she was left looking up at the cracked tiled ceiling with unseeing, glazed eyes.

That however didn't happen. In fact she didn't even see him until he made the ring for the confrontation between Daniel and Phil. She grabbed a mic and hurried down to the ring when it looked like Kane was going to drop his and start bashing heads and as she climbed through the ropes she looked at each man in the ring; her eyes darting from one to the other before coming to rest on Kane.

His unitard was stretched tight over his chest and his hair; though wetted down still curled and she ached to reach out and grab those curls and drag him close for one of the kisses he'd teased her with in those precious few moments alone that they had. Her gaze stayed on Kane so long that she found herself speaking to him first instead of to Daniel like she'd had planned, still it had the desired effect and she watched as his face changed minutely under the mask; only the rapid blinking and slight twinges of his lips giving him away.

With a slight grin she turned her attention to the other two in the ring but she could feel his eyes on her like a physical caress; tracing her jawline, down her back, over the swell of her hips; and it gave her a rush of power, she had him right where she wanted him finally. Before she could leave the ring the match was made that put her and Phil against Daniel and Kane. Outwardly she was terrified; she had to be for the cameras and she huddled close to Phil; her eyes trained on Kane the entire time until he back flipped from the ring and stalked up the ramp.

There was no doubt in her mind that he was angry and as she and Phil made their way back to the back she let his words filter through one ear and then out the other. She had a plan, and that plan didn't involve hiding behind the tattooed star for more than the camera's needed her too. The backstage was oddly silent as they passed and she looked around; noticing that a few of the garbage cans had been knocked over and their contents strewn across the floor. Tilting her head she watched as Phil and Daniel traded glares before she broke off and followed the trail of destruction to the deepest parts of the arena. Fear should have been trickling down her back; she was after all confronting an angry Big Red Monster but all she felt was a twisted sense of excitement in her belly.

She could tell that she was getting closer, the damage was getting more and more frequent and violent in nature and she could hear muffled curses and suppressed howls. A door was quite nearly ripped from its hinges and she peeked around it in trepidation, almost afraid of what she was going to find. The majority of the room was covered in bits of broken table and chairs and in one corner the couch that looked like it was made of high quality leather was upended with pieces of wood sticking out of the back.

"I know you're there AJ."

The deep rumble made her jump and she moved into the room looking down with her hands clasped in front of her and her feet scuffing the floor. Nothing else was said and she risked a look up; blinking when she seen that the room was completely empty save for herself. She started to turn around but was stopped when an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back; crashing her back against his chest. A hand drifted up over her abdomen and thick fingers curled around her throat, not enough to impede her breathing but laying like a comforting weight against the smooth column.

"I'm not afraid of you Kane. You can't hurt me…I know you can't."

The fingers tightened a bit and she whimpered, her body tingling as she licked her lips. The excitement that had been roiling in her gut the moment she stepped into the room returned two fold and if Kane hadn't been holding her, her knees buckling would have sent her to the ground.

"And why is that?" He growled in her ear.

"Because you have too much control." She managed to turn, wrapping her arms around Kane's neck as she looked up at him. His mask was gone; light impressions from the stitching marring his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. Gently she reached up and ran her fingers over the impressions even as she grinned. "And I want that control...the control that you promised to teach me..."

He stiffened a bit and moved back, his eyes blinking rapidly. In the back of his mind he remembered telling her that he would teach her control; however at that moment control was the last thing he had on his mind. As if she could read his mind she moved closer; effectively backing him up against the wall and under any other circumstances it would have been funny. A 107 pound, 5 foot 3 Diva making the Devil's Favorite Demon back away as if she were death herself. As she looked on something clicked in her brain and she smirked as she started to move closer and closer to him.

"You talk about control Kane. Yet the control you have has you cowering in a corner from me." She laughed as she moved closer, dragging her finger down Kane's chest. "Big Bad Kane, The Big Red Monster is afraid of Little AJ. Your monster card should be revoked." She stood on her tip toes so that she could bring her lips just scant inches from his. "You called me chaos Kane…you need some chaos….you need me."

Her voice had dropped to a throaty purr as she brushed her lips against his; her fingers finding the wet curls and clenching in them and pulling lightly. She could feel Kane's body freeze and she pressed their lips together a bit harder, pressing against him so that they were flush against one another. By the time he finally worked out what was going on and was making moves to take control she broke the kiss and pulled away; smiling up at him.

"Silly Masked Man." She laughed with a head shake before turning and skipping down the hall, leaving Kane standing confused and looking after her.

Things were going to change and for once she was going to be in charge of the changes and that thought put a smile on her face and added an extra bounce to her skip.