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What you don't know two	By : chibikitten Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Gw’s not mine—Gw??? God, I’m losing it… -*coughs a bit*

WWE’s not mine, I gain nothing from this, but the pleasure of getting those dark, naughty thoughts outta my head… Gw??? The fuck’s wrong with me??

Takerslady, Jade… you´re becoming my favourite people in the fic’s world, always reviewing and encouraging me, thanks, you girls are the best, I actually wait for your reviews to show up, I’m so used to your comments… I’m developing a little more the Dave-Randy sit before getting to the real good part, hope to hear more from you through it.

Kalli and Anon… hear’s the next chappie, kittens!! Hope you love it!! And keep up the reviewing!!!

Awakening was a slow process. It came to Randy very heavily. He woke up as if he had been on a coma. First, he was aware of how the heavy blank of sleep came off his senses, then he could feel a slow ascend and descent movement, then hear a light snoring that seemed so very much familiar, so much it didn’t bother him a lot… then he felt the heat. That wonderful heat he had only felt while sleeping with Dave…

Randy smiled to himself, remembering the first time he had slept with the larger man, he had awaken almost four hours after he had intended to, sleeping with Dave was like falling on a trance, Dave seemed to be made for sleeping on, every part of his body was strong and comfortable at the same time, and the Dave was a natural cuddler, he would automatically hold you to him and sleep contently afterwards, enveloping you with that cozy body heat of his that was enough to keep you warm and not suffocate you.

/His heat is as if he was a furless animal/ Randy thought, and laughed a bit at the irony that Dave’s wrestling nick would coincidentally be ‘the animal’.

“Mind sharing the joke??” He heard Dave ask, and only shook his head ‘no’ in response, not knowing what Randy’s reaction would be to his comparison.

“I had a weird dream” Was all Randy said, smiling to his friend.

“Well, then, how did you sleep?? Other than the weird dream, that is” Dave asked, silently hoping that Randy had given up on his killing wishes from last night.

“Great. Better than in a whole lot of time… how did you sleep??”

“Well…” Dave hesitated, catching the truth just before it slipped out, he didn’t think Randy would appreciate having Dave tell him ‘I couldn’t sleep cause I love the man you love and wanna kill for leaving you and braking your heart’… no, Dave wouldn’t take that very well… “My arm’s still sleep” Was what Dave said instead.

“Oh. Sorry.” Randy apologized, noticing for the first time he was resting on Dave’s right arm.

Dave sat on the bed, and rubbed his arm a bit, until it felt almost normal. “So… you feeling a little less like a murderer to day??” He asked, he couldn’t tell Randy everything, but he could at least try to control his overly impulsive friend. “I hear they do a lot of nasty things to pretty faced prisioners like you in jail”

Randy laughed at the comment, and then inched closer to Dave, until their mouths were a few inches away. “Trust me, depending on who does the nasty things, I won’t mind”

Dave could only stare at the young man in front of him. Was Randy joking?? He won’t mind?? The boy was barely introduced to gay world nothing but four months ago… Dave had introduced Randy himself!!! And Randy was shy… very shy, and a little apprehensive to anything that would be out the ordinary, and that was the main reason as to why he refused to continue his relationship with Randy, he had wanted a lover, in every sense of the word, not an apprentice. This sudden change of attitude from Randy was something he had never expected.

Randy laughed, Dave's face was priceless. "Well, I might have changed a bit since we were together..." Randy said, and Dave couldn't help but agree, the other male sure as hell would've felt a little insulted a few months back with the suggestion he had done. "But well, you're just gonna have to stay with the nail in, cause I'm not gonna let you know just how much I changed" Randy said with an evil, knowing curiosity, specially when it came to sex, was one of Dave's greatest weak spots.

"I better go..." Randy continued, moving up from the bed. "Dad's gotta be almost calling the police, or getting a bat ready to hit me when I get to the hotel" he said, and Dave whole heartedly hoped he was joking, for even though he didn't know Bob well, what he had seen of him was something he hadn't like.

"Tell him you were with me, having a little ex-Evolution gathering"

"Ha!! That would only get me to be in more trouble" Looking at Dave's confused face, Randy continued to explain himself. "Dad hates you... he thinks you're a crazy bastard for leaving evolution, he thought being under Triple H's abusive regimen was the best thing for us, and he is also sure YOU pushed me into leaving the group as well..."

Dave started at Randy, not able to believe Bob could be so narrow-minded. "Hunter was stopping us from being the bests!!! Sure, he treated us well and shit, but he was just using us to get whatever the hell he wanted!!"

"Don't you think I know that?? I left the group, remember??" Randy agreed, putting his shirt on, then he walked to Dave, and sat on the bed next to him. "But if that's what he wants to believe, so be it; dad's always been an obnoxious, narrow-minded, manipulative bastard, and when something gets into his brain no one can kick it out, so I just let him be with whatever he thinks"

"Why don't you get away from him?? Really, half the things you've done since he arrived Smackdown are things I know he planned, because you ain't that bad, and you're not the controlling type, so why don't you tell him to go to hell if he tries to control you??" Randy sighed, as if he would be disappointed by Dave's question.

"Because he's my dad, Dave... with all the flaws and the likes, he's my dad... I can't fight that, and I can't must definitely kick that fact outta my life… sides, he’s clever, and evil… and you just can’t get away from someone like that till you know everything you need to learn from him… Why are you looking at me like that?? I’m gay, not stupid!!" With another sigh, Randy kissed Dave on the mouth, the kiss being soft and short, then he stood from the bed. "See ya, man... and wish me luck with my fight against the Undertaker, it's gonna be hard to get him in that casket"

Dave stood from the bed, walking next to Randy, but he was only buying his time, looking for the right thing to say, not wanting to hurt his friend yet not compromising himself in the process... and found that he couldn't do both things even if he wanted to. He looked for the best neutral answer he could find:

"The better guy's gonna come up winner tonight, Randy... you can be sure of that" And the bright, loving, confident smile the younger male gave him was the one that finally got to brake Dave's heart.

“Thanks, man… I knew I could count on you” And Randy left, leaving Dave with yet another headache that seemed to take a misplace to settle in his chest.

Dave sat, motionless, watching the TV… he couldn’t believe it. No matter how many times Dave had watched it he just couldn’t believe it: Randy had set the Undertaker on fire inside a casket!!! He was sure his breathing stopped as he had watched the movie, he had even mechanically forced himself to breathe. He didn’t even know how he had made it through HIS match!!

Shaking, Dave decided to leave it as that, he decided he had to calm down and face Randy as subtly as he could… he would’ve done it, if Randy had given Dave time to get himself ready face him, for the younger male entered his locker the exact second he had come to that conclusion.

“Hey, Dave… Great match, you looked a little distracted, but it was—“

Randy was stopped, by two powerful hands that had him by the collar of his t-shirt and had lifted him to a wall, and had him pinned to it.

“The fuck’s wrong with you?!?!?” they both said at the same time, but Randy continued talking. “Have you fucking lost it?!?!?! You burned someone alive just because they don’t wanna be with you anymore!! Are you crazy??” Those words only manage to fuel Randy’s anger. With a push, Randy got Dave off him.

“No, I’m obsessed, and in loved, and ultimately jealous… did you think I wanted to kill Taker?? That knowing I loved him, I’d wanna kill him??” Even if Dave saw tears whelming up around Randy’s eyes, he still felt as if a part of him had been violently ripped out.

“A rational mind would act that way, Randy, but you’re proving otherwise!!” That got a frustrated grunt from the young man in front of him, and Dave was left to wonder what was wrong with his friend… was he losing it?? What the hell was wrong with Randy??

“I didn’t want to do it… it was my father’s plan” Dave laughed at that.

“You’re not the type that lets himself being manipulated, Randy, we know that”

“I didn’t wanna do it!!!” Randy yelled, and Dave had to laugh again. Randy ignored him. “I told you, Dave. I told you I’d rather see him death than with someone else, and whoever was with him too!!”

“With him??” Dave’s mind stopped wheeling there… the Undertaker was with someone already?? Who?? Suddenly, he thought Randy hadn’t done so bad burning the bastard alive, he was so jealous he wanted to kill the American Bad Ass and whoever was with him himself.

“Hardy” Randy answered, his anger pouring out from him like invisible liquid, letting him with a dry and empty feeling on the inside. “I saw them on a restaurant today, the pair didn’t even bother hiding it, they were on a couch in the VIP section!!”

“Wait… Matt Hardy??” Randy gave the other male a look.

“What other Hardy do you know that happens to be in Smackdown, Dave??”

“You sure it was Taker??”

“God, he even had the American Bad Ass hooded sweater, and even with the long sleeve, which other seven-footer you know that would get to stay in enough touch with Hardy to form a couple??” Randy now looked like his anger had resurrected, and this time with a vengeance. “Listen Dave” his voice was low and dangerous, and it sent a chill down Dave’s boddy. “ He could be over me a dizzilion times, but he is not… he is NOT gonna keep on living like shit happened between us!!” Now Randy looked definitely psycho. “I want him, and he rejected me. And no one rejects me, Dave…” Now, Dave didn’t even dare move. “He broke my heart!!!! And he felt shit doing it!! So tell me, who’s worst?!?!?!”

This was surreal. Too surreal. Matt Hardy and the Undertaker?? Dave couldn’t take it, he just couldn’t take it anymore, first his friend was in love with the same guy as he was, and now that guy was with someone else, someone who even if he didn’t talk much with, was someone he held a certain extent of respect and friendship. He needed a drink.

Apparently, Randy needed, once again, someone to cry on. For suddenly, Dave felt two strong arms holding on to him as if his dear life depended on it, and he felt Randy sobbing, warm tears falling on Dave’s naked shoulder. Dave leaned back against his friend, and let emotions watch over him , he didn’t let the tears fall, but used the excuse of comforting Randy to empty his emotions.

But that didn’t come, suddenly, Dave felt pulled away from reality, transported to another dimension, and he suddenly wasn’t in himself, a great, balck void was all he could feel for a moment, and strangely, a great peace came with the empty feeling, and Dave almost felt as if he was in peace with himself, as if he had finally come back home after a long, exhausting journey, it was as if in nothingness, he had found peace. And that knowledge devastated him.

“I can’t believe I did that, Dave…” Randy’s voice snapped him back to reality, and he felt angrier at Randy for bringing him back than to himself for hating his best friend.

“Me neither” Dave said, his voice sounding cold and unforgiving even to himself. But he merely inched closer, and focused his attention on the suffering male in his arms, knowing no matter how he tried, Randy’s suffering would be just greater and more justified that his.

Randy had left. After almost an hour of soft talking and light joking, reminiscing and pondering, Randy had finally left… and Dave felt that wonderful void again, he felt how it moved inside of him silently, soothing the pain of his chest and moving up, t his pounding head, and down, to his abdomen; and suddenly, he felt drained, sated and utterly tired, but strangely happy for the first time in weeks, and decided no matter what, he would try to keep that peaceful void with him as long as he could take, and was actually frightened sleep would take it away from him, so he choose to take a small walk, then pop back into harsh and hated reality.

Walking through the halls of the stadium Smackdown was in at the night, Dave realized the stupidity of the situation: he and his best friend were in love with the same man, and Randy had been the lucky one to be with him, Dave, on the other hand, out of fear or for whatever reason, had not had the privilege of being with him, and now he was caught up between two feeling, the undying care for his very best friend, or the great passion and emotion he felt whenever he did as much as thinking of the Undertaker.

He was so focused on his own thoughts he never saw a locker door, and bumped right in to the person which had come out from it.

“Hey, there, Dave… watch where you’re going, you could kill someone with all that muscle, you know...” /Oh great/ Dave thought. /Just who I wanted to meet. Matt Hardy/

Effectively, it was Matt Hardy the person who he had bumped into, and now he was staring at the person something over an hour ago he had wanted to strangulate, now that he saw Matt, he felt the same way about the other male. He didn’t even notice the hint of nervousness in Matt’s voice, or how at some point his eyes went to the door he had just come out from.

Dave hadn’t since it either, he was just about to punch Matt Hardy out of simple pleasure of doing it, or for looking so relaxed after what had happened to the Undertaker, but the door Matt had just walked out from opened.

"Hey, kitty, baby, you wanna go to dinner, I´m hungrry-- hey!! Dave, how are ya??" Dave didn’t know what shocked him the most, the fact that Kane was on Smackdown, that he was calling Matt 'kitty baby' or the fact that Matt was actually playing double with two of the most feared superstars in the industry. The boy had a lot of guts if he was double-crossing the Undertaker and Kane at the same time. "Well, tell me, Dave, how’s it hanging?? Lonely?? Accompanied??" Dave took it all back... Kane being all friendly and joking was the most shocking thing he had ever seen.

“You two know each other??” Matt interrupted the awkward moment, a confused look set upon his face.

“Nop. Not at all” Answered Glenn, still speaking as if he was a long time friend with Dave, without a care in the world. “I just don’t want my first time with Dave to be… stressful, things don’t flow the way they should with stress around.” Glenn said, ending his words with a soft, comforting kiss on Matt’s brow. Then it all sank into Dave, he was now sure this pair had something, such an intimate act wouldn’t be allowed without an intimate relationship.

“Are you two together??” Dave blurted out, before he could handle himself. Kane smiled at that, while Matt’s face was slowly turning a shade of pink, not being too used to public display of attention still.

“Yeah. Been together for a bit actually” Kane said, trying to calm Dave, but that only seemed to aggraviate Dave’s state of shock.

“But you’re with the Undertaker!!!??” Dave blurted out once again, pointing at Matt, and immediately regretted the slip, for now Matt looked quite broken and majorly frightened, while Kane looked overly shocked and a little raged. Against all odds, Kane merely looked at Matt and asked:

“Are you going out with Taker??” Now Dave was in shocki, for should he find himself in the same situation as Kane, he would be raging and yelling and throwing everything within arm’s reach, not asking his boyfriend, calm as if asking about the weather, if he was truly seeing another guy or not.

“NNNOOO!!!!” Matt immediately answered, looking very offended.

“Hey, relax, I was just asking, baby… “ Kane held his palms up, gesturing innocence. Then he turned to Dave. “Wonder where you got that idea, Dave??”

Dave bit his lips. Now he was in for it, both Matt and Kane were looking at him expectantly, and who wouldn’t, he had just almost tear a seemly happy couple apart. But still… if he mentioned Randy, things could go a little badly… there was also the choice that Randy was right, and then he would be the guilty one of the brake up for dropping the bomb.

“Someone told me. Don’t ask who” He quickly said. “This person told me he saw you Matt with Taker by lunch—“

“In a French restaurant?? Downtown??” Glenn intervened.

“Yeah… how—“ Glenn’s laughter stopped Dave.

“Relax, Dave, it was a misunderstanding” Matt put his two cents into the conversation, now fully relaxed upon understanding everything. “Glenn and I were on a restaurant by lunch, he was wearing a hooded American Bad Ass sweater, with long sleeves and all, very rock boy I might say, so Radny COULD have mistake him for Taker” Glenn laughed at that, Matt had bothered him about the outfit all the way through lunch. Dave started sweating at how Matt had known about Randy. “And we were making out when I saw Randy walking out the restaurant. He looked pretty peeved, wonder what happened to him…”

“You don’t wanna know…” Dave quickly said. And upon hearing him, Glenn started laughing. Matt groaned, and began looking into his pocket.

“See, I told you Randy and Taker had something going on, and Taker dumped him, and that’s why Randy’s so into hurting my big bro… man, that Mark is a bastard of a player!!”•Glenn laughed, and Dave was taken away as to how the seven-footer had figured it all out. “You owe me fifty bucks, a striptease, a massage and three night of delicious, different, exotic fellatio!!” That was too much information for Dave. Matt barely grunted.

“Here’s your money” he said, and Glenn took the money from Matt’s hand. “Rest will come later on”

“Oh, yes, I will come, you know, for the fellatio I was thinking—“

“So it was really nice to see you… but, I gotta go, don’t wanna get in the way of your conversation” Dave said, turning, but was firmly stopped by Glenn’s hand on his shoulder. When Glenn turned, the jokeness of his face was gone, and Dave knew he was now talking to Kane, the wrestling persona.

“Listen, Batista” Dave didn’t miss Kane was talking to him as a wrestler too. “I know my brother… he’s a hunter, and he could’ve very damn well get out of that casket, cause that’s nothing to him. I daresay he’s alive and well, the sodding bastard… and if he didn’t come back and beat the crap outta Randy, it’s because he’s tired of that hunt, and is focusing on another one…” Kane stopped, and looked at Dave up and down, making him feel as if he was being X-rayed. “Careful, Dave, and tell Randy to be careful too, you never know when Mark’s about to attack when he’s in hunter’s mode… the man can be very scary sometimes, but it’s real hard to get outta his claws when he’s finally caught you.”

And with that, Kane threw an arm around Matt’s shoulders, and with a ´take care and always stay alert’ he went away, leaving Dave to wonder what the fuck did Kane meant by those words?!?!

Well, kittens, here’s chapter two!!! All fresh, and good for all of ya to enjoy… I know, where’s Taker… but don’t desperate, he’s coming on next chap, I’m trying to lay down the field to his triumphal arrival… Thanks to all ya who reviewed, and I apologize cause I can’t leave an answer like I used to, cause I got no Pc and I’ve been actually writing at college so I literally got no time to respond… hell, I barely got time to write!!! So bear with me, I’ll try to update ASAP, just know it won’t be a day-by-day thing… thaks to ya all!!!!
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