Chapter Thirty-four - The Contract

I hit two hard punches to the chest of my opponent and knocked her off her feet with a drop kick. Yamamoto leaned on the ropes from the outside observing silently as I picked her up by her hair and irish whipped her into the opposite turnbuckle, I paced to the middle of the ring to then run back to hit her with the side of my body. She fell perfectly for my to set up my moonsault leg drop, I glanced around the gym and noticed John watching from the other side, he gave a small wave but before I could reply I was spiraling down to the mat and my face hit it hard. I heard Yamamoto swear in Japanese and leave the ring; I groaned and rolled on to my back,

"Ouch." John chuckled he leaned on his elbow against the apron,

"Yeah the top rope and I don't get along."

"So I was sent this today." John passed a thick-stapled document to me,

I flicked through it quickly, "What's this?"

"A very lucrative contract that was drawn up last night for you."

"Lucrative you say. I'm intrigued." I carefully read the first page, I was getting nearly double what I was before, first class travel, guaranteed television time, I whistled low.

"He wants you back."

"Clearly I've got a better deal than some of the guys. So my next question is why has Vince McMahon got his biggest star hand delivering my contract." John gave his winning smile and shrugged, "Is it because your so sweet your going to give me a tooth ache."

"Maybe that's part of it but it's actually because I negotiated it for you." This made me sit up,

"Why did you do that?"

"Because it's what you deserve. We are ready to kick start the reinvention of the diva's division and I said it wouldn't be nearly as good if you weren't a part of it."

"I've got a big choice then."

"And not a lot of time to make it." John pulled out a plane ticket from his back pocket, "He wants you in Little Rock in two weeks. Catch you later champ I've got a flight to catch." He winked and left the gym,

"Yeah see ya." I fell back and opened the contract.

"Come back to bed." Harry called from the bed; I ignored him and sat crossed legged at his desk sifting through my contract for what seemed like the hundredth time. "Babe c'mon you're not going to sign it." Harry massaged my shoulders and kissed me on the cheek. "Tokyo is where you need to be, New Japan is about to give you a new contract and we are all going to travel soon and I'm here." He kissed me down my neck and across my collarbone just like Phil use to; I lost myself for a second almost forgetting that it was Harry not Phil kissing me.

"I'm not going to dismiss it. It's an amazing offer."

"But your not going to take it." He nuzzled into the crook of my neck, "Stay here with me.

I sat on the subway a notebook and pen in my hand, it was only 6 stops until I got to the gym and I had to write this note. I felt guilty sneaking out on Harry, leaving him sleeping in his apartment but I had to see Yamamoto. To Harry, no, Dear Harry, lame, Harry, perfect.

"I had a feeling I would be seeing you." I tightened the grip on my documents and walked into the center of the darkened gym, "I was already sent a copy of your offer. Vince knows talent when he sees it."

"I came here to thank you for all your time and effort you put in to helping me achieve what I thought wasn't possible. It was an honour." I respectfully bowed like I have been taught to.

"Thank you. I am exciting to your Japanese style on television. You are always welcome here." He bowed back,

"I was wondering whether you could give this to Harry when he comes in today." He nodded and took the note. I took one last look around the gym and left Japan to venture back in to the lions den.