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In the Glimpse of an Eyebeat	By : Ashura77 Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1586 -:- 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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Chapter 2
It took Jeff a lot to move through the now empty hallways, trying hard to move on himself and stay away from any wall, his pride won it offer the suffering and he was proud he managed.
“I’ll head back to the hotel, grab a few beers and go to sleep Glenn”
He really was going mellow, what on earth had taken him now to tell his brother what he was up to, and the result sprang to his face, eeh, well ears…
“Of course bro, and thanx for informing me, want me to go and ask that Hardy-punk to come and join you?”
Kane knew he had gone too far on that one, and when he went flying through the door and landed on his ass in the opposite wall, gazed at by the master of scary looks he couldn’t but wonder how far his brother would go now, because, really, he was only proving his point and grinning while getting up he went further down the danger track and informed his brother with a sweet voice…
“Ok, and now you will tell me that that kinda reaction comes from no issues with the boy… Right Mark, right…”
This was getting out of hands, and as Mark went for his brother’s throat he heard footsteps and looking down the hall he saw that Jeff was arriving, still dressed as if he was going to wrestle, jeez, noooo, really, of all the people that sprite had to come now, and seeing Kane looking at Jeff too, he shoved him further into the wall…
“If I hear a single word coming out of your mouth you’re history, I swear”
Kane pushed him back and shook his head…
“I didn’t get the opportunity to congratulate him yet, with the two baboons on his ass before, guess I’ll do it now”
Mark growled some more, “no need to, he lost”, and on that went back in his locker, slamming the door, this was going to be an infernal evening…
Kane on the other hand was smiling way too much for making Jeff feel at ease, he didn’t get the man, and quite frankly whatever had been going on between the brothers he didn’t want to know, and the fact that the huge man was having all of his attention on him was making him anxious. He was in no condition to take on that one now, and didn’t want to, and seeing Mark had made that strange feeling stirr back up in his stomach… And now he was coming towards him, Jeff would have loved disappearing on the spot but since that was not an option, hell he couldn’t even run even if his life depended on it right now he gazed at the other man waiting for what he would do…
“Hey Jeff, you’re ok? Looks like my bro didn’t keep his promise, you’re still walking”
Ok, that was not what he had thought would happen, but was definetely better than a beating from the giant and Kane seemed to want to keep it non-hostile which was fine for him…
“I’m standing, and well, guess I got lucky that’s all, and he still has the damn belt”
Kane smiled and glanced at the lockerroom door, there was absolutely no noize coming out of the room, and he couldn’t help but wonder what took his brother so long to get out, he had been ready to leave before their little brawl, Mark was giving him more and more reasons to believe that their really was something with the punk, why else would his brother not get out…
“And he won’t give it away easely, but you’ve gotten quite close to it today punk, nice match by the way”
Jeff had seen the look Kane gave the door and was wondering on his side what the hell was going on, Kane so friendly, the Undertaker weird, not that the guy wasn’t weird by nature, but even weird for his own standards…
“Well, now is not the time to ask him for another go, right?”
Kane bursted out in a laugh and shook his head, patting Jeff’s shoulder, “what is wrong with you kid, you’re a pain addict or suicidal… and NO, now is really not the right moment, he’s kinda…”, now he could amuse himself a little, as long as Mark wasn’t out here but hiding in his locker he would taunt a little, “…kinda agitated, your match got to him”, he ended with an angelic smile leaving Jeff a little perplexe.
There was a loud bang that could be heard from the inside and gazing from the door to Kane, he really didn’t want to end up in a feud between the two brothers and this whole situation was either only so weird because he was so damn tired or because the brothers had lost it, and he didn’t want to be collateral damage in that case.
“Well it got to me too, if you’d excuse me, I need to make it to my car and back to the hotel, a bath, a beer and a bed”
Kane smiled and shook his head, “you’re sure you want to drive, you could come with me, Mark came with his car”
“As did I, listen Glenn, I appreciate your concern but I’m still very capable of driving, so thanx but I think I’ll have to refuse your offer”, why did he see him as a weak loser who couldn’t be driving after a match, and there he had thought he had managed to gain some respect, apparently that was not the case. Trying to maintain all his dignity he took off down the hall, ignoring all the pain and walking normally and went straight to his car, propping his head on the steering wheel for a minute when he finally was sitting in his car before taking of to the hotel…
Mark had efficiently started breaking some things upon hearing what his beloved brother was telling his opponent, former or still opponent, that was a good question, afterall he had wanted to come and ask him for another beating, well, seemed that his brother would be getting the beating now, since he was so nicely poking his nose inside to check on him…
“He’s gone, you can come out of your hiding place Mark, what has gotten into you”
Mark was not in any mood for jokes, “ OOOOH Noooooo, what has gotten into you… Agitated? Agitated? Nice one, really and by the way, nice one also trying to make him feel like a little boy who couldn’t make his own choices”
“I was joking, jeez, can’t I have some fun sometimes”
“This is nothing to joke about”
“So you’re finally agreeing that there is something…”, he couldn’t but notice the lost look on his brother’s face and entered, “hey, he’s got something, an aura of something and you’re feeling it that’s all, it’s not as if I was telling you you were in love with him or anything, but there is some kinda connection between the two of you”
“No there is not Glenn, and now please, shut the fuck up, I’m too tired to listen to your crap”
Mark took his things and got out of the small room, followed by his brother laughed, “You know that Vince will get a attack the second he’ll be informed of the state of that room right”, earning him a glare from hell, “Yeah right, who cares, after all you can do whatever you like”
“Listen Glenn, you gonna leave me alone some time soon or will I have to make you shut up”
“Sorry, I’ll leave you with your… thoughts, see you at the hotel bar Mark”, and with that he left his brother and went to his car and left for the hotel, soon followed by the Undertaker who was still not certain what was going on with him lately…
For Jeff the drive to the hotel took like forever, since he had been sitting in his car all his muscles had started aching, and all he could hope for was to have a bathtube in his room, he really was not ready to have to stand for more than a minute and even the short walk to the hotel lobby from his car made him feel like at least 300 years old. Sighing he gave his name and waited patiently for the key and asked the woman handing it out to him if the room had a bathtube, she only shook her head and murmured a sorry, only in the double ones and gave him a smile…
“Well I guess to be really confortable I’ll have to find myself a room-mate then”, Jeff smiled and turned to get to his room, only to walk into someone standing right behind him, his senses seemed to be dulled or he would have senced Kane, who upon hearing Jeff’s words had his sweet and provocative smile back on…
“Well, if you ask politely I’ll think about it Jeff, but only if you ask politely kid”, he passed Jeff who was shaking his head and answered, “no way, I’m sure you snort and what do I know of the habits you and your brother must have, no thanks Glenn really and see, I made it back in one piece, no falling asleep in my car”
“Want me to congratulate you on that punk”, Glenn just had gotten his key and turned again, “and what is that talk about my brother’s nightly activities, if you prefer rooming with him…”
Exactly ten seconds prior to Glenns words Mark had arrived and glanced at the two men standing in the lobby, both not very discreet and hearing Kane’s little chitchat he lost it and threw his bag in direction of his brother, only to hit Jeff who took a nice shock not knowing what just happened and flew backwards.
“Poor Jeff, taken in between the friendly rivalry of those two”, Batista, who had just arrived that night and missed the whole Raw-show and therefore only knew from Hunter and Shawn what had happened, winced at the flight into the desk that Jeff had just had the honor to do and Hunter was up to go and help the poor kid up, which left Shawn to fill some blanks with some intuition of his own, “well I think there’s something going on between the punk and the freak, something is up, I don’t know what it is”, Batista gave him a punch on the shoulder, “and You shouldn’t be thinking about it, it isn’t your concern, leave them alone it is best, believe me”.
Hunter arrived in the lobby, wasn’t far, the bar had direct access from there, “Mark just watch it, it’s late and your throwing skills suck”, he helped Jeff up and glanced at the Taker who was growling at his brother, “whatever your two guys have boiling, no need to punish others with, jeez, like little kids”.
Jeff pushed him and took his belongings back, “Thanx Hunter, again”, and left in direction of the elevators, this was all way tooooo weird for him, getting bombed down by bags after the guy had all the chances to kick him in the ring, he had no idea what had gotten into the man and didn’t want to have to find out. Hunter followed Jeff and stopped right next to him, “He wasn’t going for you but for his brother, idiot just missed, you’re alright?”
Jeff stared at him for a second then he tilted his head in direction of the brothers who were having a discussion and sighed, “Yeah, I’m just battered and bruised and ready for a shower since there’s no tube”, leading Hunter to smile, “wanna use ours? I room with that Shawn-thing like usual and none of us are too fond of baths”
“No, thanx though”, finally the elevator doors opened and Hunter stayed outside, keeping the doors open, “What?”…
Hunter marvelled at his constant defiance, and wondered what had made him to be so defensive and all, “Nothing, just get your ass down when you’re clean and grab a few beers with us, and no no accepted Hardy”, he winked and went back to the bar, not without taking the Taker by the arm and to tell him very low, “Don’t hurt that kid, everyone just not him, ok, and you’re invited for beer too guys”, the beer part loud so Kane could get it too, “I’ll come, and Mark too, right bro? To make peace…”
Mark shook his head in submission, “I’ll just get the stuff to the room and I’m coming”, like he had thought, a long infernal night awaited him, one beer and he was going to leave, he needed time to think, and that would be impossible with that bunch of fools. So he too headed of in direction of his room, taking his brother’s bag with him since he wanted to be alone for a couple of minutes and Hunters word on his mind, what the hell did that moron mean by not hurting him, he had outlived the match so it was pretty clear he wouldn’t hurt him, why was everybody so weird tonight…
Jeff had Hunters words in mind and his gaze, sure as hell the guy would come and get him if he wasn’t going to show up in the bar, sighing when he got in the bathroom and started undressing, a couple of nice bruises already appearing on his body. The water was as much a relief as it was a torture, he really had suffered throughout their encounter and now that he was finally really alone the adrenaline buzz wore off and he could feel every single bone and muscle in his body. Staying with his head under the water he thought of what had happened at the lobby, why did Mark shoot his bag at his brother while he stood there talking to someone, Mark who never issued his problems openly, why now, why tonight. And why hadn’t he finished him completely off in the ring, he sure had provoced him enough, what had been in that look he had given him. Getting out of the shower after a good ten minutes, he started drying himself of gently, trying not to apply too much pressure on his body before heading back to his bed and the bag that was on it and to start getting dressed…
Meanwhile down at the bar Glenn had joined the already installed men and was promptly asked by Shawn which earned him a glare from Batista but didn’t stop the Heartbreak Kid at the least, “Sooooo Glenn, tell me, I mean us, what’s that thing going on between you and your brother”. Glenn took a sip of his bear and shook his head, “I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about, just some teasing among brothers that’s all”…
“Right and some teasing about what or better, who?”, Shawn grinned, helped by a couple of beers and shots he and Hunter had already had not that he would have kept his mouth shut had he been sober, “let me guess… Hummmm, I put my bet on me… No no no”, Batista shook his head, “Stop it Shawn, I wanted to pass a nice evening not this, stop annoying everyone, I told you, stay out of other people’s business, jeez”
“Maybe Shawn’s right, I’d like to have your opinion on something”, if he wanted to know what was going on with his brother and the punk, he could help, “Did you notice any changes in Mark, I mean since Hardy challenged him, I don’t know, I can’t shred the feeling that there’s something going on”, Batista growled, “Don’t you start too or get yourselves a table where you can gossip as much as you want, they are grown up men, leave them alone, they had a tough and enduring match today and I’m sure your brother will not appreciate this discussion”.
“Hardy… Grown up… Right Batista, and you guys should stop it, he’s right, I don’t want to have a bloodbath when Mark gets here and finds out you’ve said those connection things”, his grin showed that Hunter took some pleasure in all of this too, “he likes Jeff”, but wanting to see how things developped by themselves he couldn’t let Shawn and Kane ruin his plans, but Batista caught the word before he could say something, “I’m sure that Mark likes Jeff more than he would admit, he likes all of us better than he would admit, and sometimes he’s admirative and then he lets it slip, by accident, like today… There’s nothing going on, jeez, I’m feeling like in a giggling girl-group for the moment, you should grow up, all of you”
“You were not there, you didn’t see the exact gaze they gave each other, there was something going on”, Kane couldn’t just shut it, but got Batista on him, “They were having a ladder match, a very very long and tiring ladder match, of course there was something going on between them, we all have felt it at a time or another, why do you need to make it an issue this time”
“’Cause it was different this time and shut it Jeff arrives”, Shawn had kept an eye on the lobby not wanting to have one of the two earsdropping on them and waved, whispering through his teeth, “Man I don’t know what you threatened him with but it worked, he came”…
“Of course, and I didn’t threat him Shawn”
Jeff had really had to push himself to move his ass down, every step was hell, he just craved a bed and the sole thought of having to sit among the others made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he really didn’t consider having a choice, so clad in a white tank and cargo pants he made his way to their table, not oblivious to the glances they shot him and which just made him even more uncomfortable…
“Hey guys”, and before he could blink he had a beer coming his way and sat next to Glenn, really didn’t have a choice on that matter, “thanx”…
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