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. |
(Sooo, in come some other guys, the more the merrier lol, just didn’t work without them anymore)
(On the phone with Mark Henry later on will be Matt Hardy)
Disclaimer: Thought I’d repeat myself, they are still not mine, I’m still not making any money of this and I still don’t want them to be mine, not the ones who were in the story from the beginning and not the ones that join now… I’m just a sick sick person who likes to write weird stuff… I apologize to the wrestlers for doing this to them, but I’m rather sorry than safe so #prout# this won’t end for a long long time lol, I in no way think they do drugs or drink or bicker, that’s just my sick muse, the one leading my hands over the keyboard
(The Shows are all live, no taping on Monday and showing on Wednesday lot, let’s keep it simple, there may be even guys who were not even part of either Smackdown or Raw at that time, the pleasures of fiction, I make everything happen in a way to fit my line… No, I’m not playing God, it unfortunately only works in the stories)
(I’m still playing a little around with Jeff’s drug addiction, I’m not sure I’ll keep those facts accurate, there’s this little idea to have the Undertaker help him detox (would bring them a lot closer but…) but I’m not sure that will work out nicely with the fic, you guys may give me some advice and your opinions on that… Thanx…)
Chapter 6
Glen was eager on having Jeff room with him, first he didn’t like being alone and second he really wanted to get to know him better, it took all the way to the hotel to coax him into accepting though “I helped you with your fear on that plane kid”, “It wasn’t fear, I just don’t wanna die in a plane crash that’s all”, “Yeah, you’re not saying, no one wants that Jeff”, “Alright, but I swear to you you stop annoying me about that plane And your brother, got that”, “Yeah yeah yeah… Thanx kid”, “And no more kid”, “Jeff”, “Yeah exactly”, Shawn turned around and grinned, “No bickering on the backseats kids”, “Fuck you Shawn”, “Yeah”, Glenn started pushing around on his seat and Jeff pulled his hair friendly “You’re on a dangerous seat Shawn, you should shut up”, Hunter went on the brake “You are all living dangerously guys, this is the last time I share a ride with you, you’ll be walking to the arena you bickering pieces, all of you, that includes you Shawn”, “Yes daddy”
Jeff was still clinging to Shawn’s hair and was effectively trying to knot it around the head of the seat, Glen laughing and keeping Shawn back to help, “Guys please”, “Just one more knot”, “You can’t knot hair”, “Yeah I can”, trying to move forward Shawn found out Jeff had been right “You’re a real ass Hardy”, the rest of the way he tried to undo the work, ending with ripped out hair, “You better not get out of this car”, “I am sooooo afraid of you”, unbuckling Shawn turned around trying to slap Jeff making Hunter sigh, “Guys please, not in the car”, Glen adding “And not in the hotel”, Shawn slapping him too “Shut it, you helped the punk, don’t you open it, don’ you dare, I lost hair on this”, they somehow made it to the hotel, Hunter a little pissed, “Guys, no shit in the car when I drive, could we arrange on that”, “Yes”, “Or you walk to the arena”, “Promised daddy”,”Hardy don’t push it”, “Yeah yeah, he pushes it”, Glen slapped Shawn the head “You started it”, “No did not”, Hunter stopped and really fed up with the bickering growled “Do I have to change the hotel, ‘cause I’ll seriously hurt someone if you guys continue, we’re not on a roadtrip to somewhere, this is not kindergarden, and I don’t wanna have the feeling to be around a bunch of idiots, there’s limits guys, you haven’t stopped in days, please, Shawn and Jeff together start becoming a real pain in the ass”, Glen squeezed his shoulder “Relax, inhale, exhale, everything’s fine, the kids are just playing, and it’s cool to see us all get along this well”, “Yeah, great game and getting along, I lost hair”
They made to check in without deaths and went to put their stuff up in the rooms, Shawn not inclined on stopping any sillyness, “Hey Jeff, first the Taker now Kane, you’re trying them out one by one”, there was silence, Hunter shaking his head “Man Shawn, do you ever tire of your nonsense”, “Noooo”, “Yeah I see”, Jeff wasn’t smiling but Glen pushed him in the room “Don’t listen to him”, “Yeah right”, “It’s cool Jeff, he’s just provoking you, like you with his hair, don’t put too much in it”, he looked at him “Unless there’s so much in it, I’ll tell you the same I told Mark, come to terms before it starts making you crazy”, “Whatever”, “I’m serious kid, you can’t start to act weird everytime someone speaks about him, that just won’t work, so come to terms with it”, Jeff sighed “How, I don’t even know what it is I’d have to come to terms with”, Glen laughed softly “Try the liking of my brother”, Jeff gazed at him “Please”, Glen started to put his bag on the bed “Oh my, this is not gonna get easy with you two”, “Stop it, you sound like you were playing matchmaker, we’re not in highschool Glen”, “Yeah, even if some behaviour would prove otherwise… You like him right”, “What’s there to like or not to like”, “You’re not making this easy”, “I… Forget it”, “Yeah yeah”, “You promised you know”, “Yup, to help you come to terms with it”, “I’ll switch rooms if you go on”, “Ok”
In Boston Dave and Mark were strolling around the arena getting acquainted with the place and meeting the others, going over the matches and the general things they needed to be briefed on, the fact that the flight to Jersey would be immediately after the show was a little downer, on second though Mark suddenly didn’t find it that bad but pushed that idea away, growling at Dave, “Not one word”, “Ooh I’m silent”, “Good”, Vince checked their discussion than approached Mark, “And keep your locker intact today, I don’t know what has gotten into you last time, didn’t the ladder match tire you enough, no destruction”, Dave had to turn and concentre on the wall in order not to burst out into laughter, Mark glaring at him and answering “No, that was a mishap”, “No, a mishap is not a destroyed locker, that is out of control and out of control should be retained for in the ring”, “Want me to destroy Angle?”, “That’s not what I said”, “Sounded like that to me”, there was clearly no getting through and Vince took off, shaking his head, Dave having trouble keeping his calm, “Hahaha, the ladder match didn’t tire you enough”, “Shut up”, “What happened anyways?”, Mark glared at him “My brother managed to stirr up some aggressions”, “Wow”, “Yup, did some good, the idiot called me agitated”, Dave gave him a puzzled look, “To Jeff, I overhead him”, “Oh I see, wow, damn I need to see that match”, “Thank you very much Dave”, “Hey, a great match, don’t look at me like that”
In East Rutherford the others had moved to the gym, Jeff taking it slow, his kind of slow, which was just as if there were no sore spots on his body, leaving Hunter to stare at him “You’re ok”, “Humm?” continuing with his weights, “Why”, “Your body looks completely battered but you just go on and on and on”, “Just like all of you”, “More so even”, Shawn pouted “Stop flattering him like that, he got enough from Mark”, “Shawn, jalous bastard” a towel went flying in his direction and Adam arrived, stopping behind Shawn “What’s going on here”, Shawn turned and smiled at him “That punk gets all the attention, I’m feeling not loved anymore”, “Ooo poor Heartbreak Kid”, “Yeah”, Edge joined them grinning at Jeff “Nice ladder match Hardy, you nearly had the Deadman hanging”, “Thanx, yeah, was a real blast”, “You look like it was”, “I also feel that way”, they spent some time at the gym before heading back to the hotel around seven…
After his shower, Jeff was laying on his bed, eyes closed and earplugs in place waiting for Glen to get out of the bathroom to help him out with the oils, humming along the songs as Glen came out, who stared at the bottle that the punk had in his hands, “You stole his oil?”, no reaction, only huming “Jeff?”, Glen approached him and gently tucked at his leg, Jeff’s gaze immediately on him “Humm?”, “You stole my bro’s oils?”, “Aah no, I found it in my bag, he must have put it in there”, “No shit?”, “Well wasn’t me that I’d know”, “Wow, not many can say he’d done that for them”, Glen could see Jeff fidge a little, and he swore he saw a slight red touch to his cheeks “You’re one lucky bitch Jeff”, there was laughter “You called me bitch?”, “A way of speaking”, “Bitch yourself”, Glen sighed “Sorry, didn’t want to precisely give you that title, it was a speech thing”, “Your so-called speech thing sucks”, “Could be”, “Hey, could you help me though, I can’t reach properly”, “Sure, turn over”, “No spanking”, Glen had some trouble to keep his laughter under control “No spanking, wouldn’t want to piss my brother off anyways”, “Glen please”, “Yes”, Glen took the bottle and started to mass the oil in, “You prefer when he does it?”, “Glen, really, no I don’t, yes, no, argh you’re making me crazy”, “No, I’m gonna make you come to terms with it”, Jeff sighed, “Yeah, the supposedly liking of your brother”, “Yes, and his liking of you”, Jeff turned his head “What are you talking about”, “Ooh, the look he gave you in the ring was the first real outburst but you ignited something in him prior to your match… The oil, the way he speaks with you… Many things, I haven’t seen him smile often since his divorce but with you around it keeps flashing up”, ”Right, his divorce, he’s not into guys Glen”, “This is not about being into guys or not, I think it’s into you he is Jeff”
Jeff stared at him not caring that his neck hurt in that position “Aaah I have your attention, nice”, “Glen, if he knew you issued such things on his behalf…”, “He’d sigh and look lost”, “You’re so mean”, “No, the opposite, I want to see everybody happy”, “You don’t even know me, why do you care all of a sudden”, “Because I never got a chance to get to know you and you seem to be a pretty cool guy, plus my bro likes you”, “Could you stop with that”, “The day you’ll realize it”, Glen finished rubbing the oil in “All set, hope I didn’t hurt you too much”, “I’m not made of glass, I can take a fair share of beating without falling apart”, “Yup, you showed that, but it’s still no reason to push too much… Soooo tell me Jeff”, Glen got up and started to get dressed “How far have you and my brother gone?”, there was a silence and Jeff blushed, he couldn’t control it, and Glen noticed “Ooo, wow”, “Nothing, we’ve done nothing, you’re disgusting”, “Don’t start like my bro, you dig both ways and I know that, so don’t give me that disgust-shit kid”, Glen was sure that if it stirred that kind of reaction in Jeff, there must have been something going on, and he was curious to how much courage Mark had shown yet “Sooo I’m waiting”, Jeff stared at him and shook his head “You’re worse than Shawn”, “I know”, “We… nothing happened I swear”, “Then why did you blush kid”, Jeff was at a loss and mumbled “I don’t want to talk about it”, “What happened”, Glen got down next to him and patted his leg “Jeff, look at me, what happened?”, there was a sigh and he could tell it wasn’t easy for the punk to tell him “We… we… …kissed”, he couldn’t remember ever having felt this stupid, ever…
Glen was staring at him “O wow, you’re probably the first man he kisses Jeff, give him some time, he needs to come clean with his feelings, wow, he managed to let go a little, wonderful, you really have an opportunity Jeff, don’t mess it up”, more sighing “I mess up everything Glen, that’s the way I am, so please, can we change the subject, I… I’m not ready to have hour long conversations about this”, “I understand, but you’ll make yourself lose it if you just brood over it alone”, “Glen, it was the aftermath of the match, nothing else, you’re reading too much into it”, “Why are you trying so hard to avoid to see the facts Jeff, you can’t tell me that there’s no feelings for my brother, you like him, I see it everytime you discretely peek at him when thinking no one will see you, so quit the crap, you can forget about it but then you’ll never know if it could have worked out or not”, “What could have worked out? There’s nothing to work out Glen, please”, not wanting to push him too much Glen got up “Whatever, but we’re not done”, luckily there was a knock and Jeff grinned at Glen “Please, one evening no talk about him, ok”, “Ok punk”, Jeff opened the door, a slap hitting him back “Ha, gotcha punk”, “Ouch Shawn, you’re such an idiot”, “No, I’m fast” he put his arm around Jeff’s neck and dragged him along, patting him gently on the head “Sooooo Jeff”, “Shawn stop it”, “No, I like having you around like this”…
Their evening passed quietly, they ate out in town and came back for a late night drink before heading to bed, all pretty exhausted after the day they’d had…
The next day, Hunter was the first to wake, he called Glen’s and Jeff’s room but no one answered, he growled, Shawn didn’t strike him as ready to get up, in a last hope he called Adam, who lucky him, answered after two ringings, “Hey Adam, it’s Hunter”, “Hey, already up?”, “Yes, unfortunately I’m the only one, wanna grab breakfast”, “Yes, I’m kinda in the same situation”, “Cool, well no, not cool”, “I got you Hunt”, “Yup, so, I take a shower and I’m down in thirty minutes”, “See you then”, a last glance upon Shawn confirmed that he wasn’t even close to waking and Hunter moved quietly to the bathroom. Glen and Jeff had both heard the phone, they actually woke because of it and they both growled and mumbled some undescribable things, looking at each other and both covering their heads, fell back asleep on the spot…
As Hunter was arriving in the lobby to meet the Edge, Mark and Dave did the same in Boston, had breakfast and after having finished they took their car to the arena, Mark very quiet, he had spent half of the night thinking of Jeff and why it had felt so good to hold him last night, not understanding why he’d had liked it that much, not even with his ex it had felt that relaxing and right, at least not in the end, it had just felt good, and right, and as his thoughts started spinning around that realization Dave adressed him “You’re ok”, “What”, “Are you ok?”, “Yes, I was thinking”, “That I saw… Your match?”, “I’d rather have that, no, not the match”, “Oooo” grinning Dave continued “A certain Hardy brother?”, “Dave please”, “I’m just asking, but your glance gives me confirmation”, “I’m at a loss of what to do”, “Then let it unfold itself, it will happen the way it should, don’t stress yourself because of it”, they parked the car and entered the arena, “You’re right, but it’s making me crazy you know”, Dave laughed and squeezed his shoulder “It will be alright, if something should happen it will”, “And if it happened already?”, Dave stopped “Whaaat?”, “No, I’m just saying that…”, Mark started whispering “…I held him last night, I mean the night before, and I’ve come to realize I kind of enjoyed it, I don’t want to, but I did, I turned it over and over in my mind and I enjoyed it”, Dave was at a complete loss and just stared at him, “Wow, is this the same Mark I know?”, “Please, I need your advice Dave”, “I… Wow, man I don’t know, maybe you really are attracted to him, something he did or said that ignited it, hell I don’t know, but you should try and find out where it could lead”, “He’s a man”, “Yeah, so”, “Soooo”, “O wow Mark please, you haven’t tried so how can you know if you like it or not”, “A man, Dave”, “You don’t have to fuck him on spot when you see him next, do it slowly, let it evolve on its own”, “Jeez, you’re no help”, “Man, you want me to tell you what here”, “I don’t know”, “Yeah, that seems obvious, relax, he’s not here, you’ll have plenty of time on thinking of it, and just let your heart speak”, Mark chuckled “Oh my, then it will never move anywhere”, “I think it’ll move faster than you think Taker”, Dave pushed him friendly and they continued their way to the lockerrooms…
The sleepyheads didn’t emerge before late in the afternoon, enjoying a lazy day in bed and sleeping as much as their bodies needed to to be fully rested, Glen laughing “Man, the sun is already setting”, “Good”, “Yes, I feel like reborn”, “You’re not the only one, you have a guess on who disturbed us this morning”, “That Hunter bastard I’m sure”, Jeff laughed “Yeah, the only one who manages to get up early without a lifethreat on his ass”, Glenn laughed and the phone rang again and Jeff, closer grabbed it “Yes”, “Shawn speaking”, “Ah, hi”, “Hi, you guys up long?”, laughing “Nope, not even up as it is”, Shawn chuckled “Me neither, a drink and dinner?”, “Sounds perfect, just a sec” Jeff turned to Glen who was stretching in bed “Shawn’s proposing drink and dinner”, “Sounds perfect”, “Yup, ok Shawn”, “Great, so let’s say down in an hour?”, “In an hour it is”… An hour later they met at the bar, and some time after that both Hunter and Adam saw them as they came back from a trip in the city, “Hey, you guys alive”, “Yes, and nicely rested”, “Pff, unbelievable, really, see you in a bit”, “Yes”
During his match his mind wandered of to the ladder match and how it had been so much more enjoyable to wrestle with Jeff, but than again they were so different that it nearly bored him to death to just imagine the highflyer and his skills, and Angle was just the opposite, not that he wasn’t a great wrestler, he was brilliant, but Jeff, yeah well, Mark tried his best not to lose his concentration on the match and that wasn’t easy…
Mark was pissed as he made his way back, with the urge to slam his locker but just getting down, head leaned against the wall, it had been bad, man, he wasn’t sure if it just was a bad day or the fact that he couldn’t take his thoughts of a certain punk. There was a soft knock and Dave entered, but Mark’s glare and sigh, and the whole aura surounding the Deadman made him just get down and say, a little amused “No destruction of the locker, you’ve heard Vince”, “Dave, what happened there”, “Angle nearly got to your title”, “Yes, but luckily he didn’t”, “Vince wouldn’t allow such things Taker”, “I’m not so sure anymore” there was another knock and Vince got in, Hogan behind him, “We’re leaving in half an hour, I’d like to have everybody driving to the airport together”, “No problem”, Vince left and Terri just added “See you guys at the airport, I have a bet with Ric and I have to stay around Vince for that”, Mark and Dave looked at each other sighing “Yeah, everyone bickers around this place, must come with the job”,
They were joined by Adam and Hunter in the restaurant around nine and moved back to the bar around eleven thirty, the wine and beer having already spread a nice and funny atmosphere, Hunter grinning “These bar-meetings start to happen way too often”, Adam raised an eyebrow and Hunter explained “It was really bad on Monday and it keeps going on”, Shawn got up, pulling Jeff along “We’ll be back”, Glen getting up and following them “Wait”, Shawn looked at him “We’re going for a smoke”, “Yeah, and I’m pissed you didn’t invite me before”, “Oh sorry I didn’t know”, “Well you know now don’t you”, they went and hid behind some trees, sitting underneath “Wow, like teenagers”, “Yup”, Shawn took his pipe out and started to prepare the weed, “Never knew you liked pot too Kane”, “Well not often, but often enough to be pissed at you for never asking me”, “Oooh from now on you’ll be asked, hey, we missed the show guys, no one thought about Mark and Dave”, it took them a quarter of an hour and they went back in giggling, Hunter shaking his head “Man, you guys are complete lunatics”, Adam poking Shawn, “I’ll join you later”, “Hehehe, well well well, I unleashed quite something here, listen, anyone knows what happened on Smackdown tonight?”, “No, nothing unusual, or at least Vince didn’t mention anything”, “Ok, sooo, colored shots?”, there was laughter and Shawn got up to get them drinks…
They got down at the bar in the waiting area, Hogan with Mark, Dave and Vince, “I haven’t had time to tell you I absolutely loved your ladder match”, Mark turned his head towards Terri putting his beer down, “Thanks man, but I’m not the only one who made it happen”, “Yeah, that kid really rocked out there”, “Yes, I was amazed at his resilience and his will”, “He’s talented”, “Yes he is”, Dave added “Passionate, he really goes for it without any single thought on injuries”, “Yes, he’ll be in Jersey too?”, “Yup”, Dave discretely peeked at Mark to see if he was reacting somehow but the Deadman seemed to be able of conceiling he’s real thoughts on the kid, anyways it wasn’t the moment, they got up to get their flight, “Cool, I’ll finally be able to meet and greet with him”, Dave answering Terri, grinning “You’re in for a treat”, “That good”, “Yes, he and Michaels couldn’t stop bickering, like for hours straight, they must be twins somehow, I’m sure Paul and Glen have already gone nuts”, Mark muttered “Oh noooo, yeah right, we’ll have to cope with that again, and they were all bickering, it was like hell unleashed I don’t know”, Vince cleared his voice making it to the plane walking next to Mark “I’m glad he’s started hanging with all of you, was certainly time that he’d start playing along with the established wrestlers“, Mark looked at Vince, not sure he wanted to hear what his boss had to say “What are you saying”, “That some people’s test results have the annoying habit to have perturbing revelations, and with you guys around he’s less likely to do anything stupid”, oh boy, they just had gotten Shawn to stop the sex-drugs and rockn’roll life style, he really didn’t want to think of Jeff in relation with such things, even if the kid clearly reeked that scene “I’m still not getting you”
They entered the plane and Vince signaled Mark to join him “What I’m saying is that this conversation has never taken place, got me”, Mark got down next to Vince and leaned towards him “Yes”, “He does drugs and I want you to keep an eye on that, with Paul and Glen, hell we know Shawn does stupid things too so at the same time keep an eye on him too”, “You’re telling me that those two are fucked up on drugs?”, “Oh, name it and you’ll find it in Jeff’s bloodstream Mark, but since his skills have nothing but been improving lately I’ve kept my mouth shut, but I still don’t want it to become an issue, so please, you’ve been here for a long time and I know you’ve had your share of stupid activities too, so who better than to check on the wildfang”, “Vince man, I…”, “No, let’s put it this way, for now I’m asking you nicely, don’t make me demand it”, Mark scratched his forehead “He didn’t do anything in the last days”, “You’re sure”, “Yes, I have been rooming with him, so I’m pretty sure yes, he didn’t even take painkillers”, now it was Vince who stared in disbelief “Oh, that a new kink, rooming with the opponent?”, a deep annoyed sigh exited Mark’s throat “No, it was after and Glen had gotten on my nerv”, “Ah, the reason for the demolition”, “Yes”, “Well anyways, maybe it was just a phase, that feud with his brother getting to him or whatever… Just do me that favor Mark, I want a clean test result next time”, “I so hate you, it’s not my job to tell people what to do Vince, and I’m sure as hell not the right one for this task, it’s not my place to tell him what to do Vince”, “Yes yes, I know, good, this discussion never happened remember, now let’s have a nice and relaxing flight Mark”, the Taker sighed, his good mood had taken a nice downfall on this information, he got up shaking his head and went to install next to a window, starting to stare out in the dark sky…
It was Ric Flair who came and sat down next to him “Dreaming?”, Mark’s head snapped away from the window and turned to face him “Hey Ric, no, thinking”, “Yeah, does some good sometimes”, “You’re not saying”, “You seemed far today”, “What?”, “With your thoughts, I don’t know you this dreamy, hell I haven’t seen you like this for a very long time”, Mark laughed, he couldn’t but agree “There’s things on my mind lately”, “I’m sure you’ll find the right answer”, “I’m not so sure about that, man”, “Anyways, you know you can come to me with your issues right, I can try to help”, “Yes, but this is something no one can help me with Ric”, “Have you tried”, Mark laughed bitterly “Not really, but it ain’t a subject I’d like to spread”, Ric looked at him intrigued “What?”, “No”, “Ok, but you know I’m there for you Mark”, “Yes, thanx Ric I know that, but you can’t help me with this one”, even more intrigued the Nature Boy got up, patting Mark’s shoulder, “Allright, but I’ll be pissed if I’m not the first one the be notified when you found your answers”, Mark laughed again “I promise you Ric”, “I hope so”, grinning Ric went back to the bar in the private WWE plane, leaving Mark alone with his thoughts that circled a certain young carolinian punk…
Shortly before the landing Dave came and got down next to Mark “Can you cope with me during the landing”, Mark looked at him “Yes, I think I can, listen Dave”, Mark leaned and whispered so no one else could hear “You know about Jeff and some issues”, “What kind of issues”, “Dave please”, there was a sigh and Dave shook his head affirmatively “Yes”, Mark’s eyes lost some of their sparkling “How bad?”, “I don’t know, not worse than some others you know, why?”, “Vince asked me to keep an eye on the kid”, “Oo wow, he knows?”, “No and no, not wow Dave, I… It was hard enough with Jeff before those news and now? I’m not ready to play therapist you know… Hell I don’t even know why I’m seriously considering doing it”, “Listen, he was pretty sobre when he hung with us no? I mean the drinking ok, but we weren’t exactly role-models, and I didn’t have the impression he was on something”, “Me neither”, “So maybe it’s just the occasionnal snort or puff and stupidly it fell on a weekend prior to a test”, “Vince didn’t sound like having only found evidence of coke or weed, he said something about many things”, Dave thought for a second “I wouldn’t barge in on the kid Mark, just check from afar, if you see him do it than intervene, you know how Shawn tends to react”, “Shawn smokes pot and doesn’t walk around a living pharmacy”, “Maybe Jeff doesn’t either, man, hell if I had to be tested right now” Dave glanced around and continued even more whispered “You don’t wanna know what they’d find”
“Dave”, “What, hell, the pain, sometimes I just wanna sleep with no pain you know, and now honestly, a little line never killed anyone”, Mark slapped him in the neck “Stop that crap too”, “We cannot all be as clean as you Mark and I think to remember having heard that you too have not always been that way”, “No, but I’ve learned from my mistakes”, “He will too, don’t forget his age Mark, hell he started he wasn’t even legally adult, so please don’t read to much into it”, Mark sighed again and it sounded pretty desperate “He’s ok Mark, and I’m sure with that connection with you he’ll stop just to be able to stay around you”, “You don’t know that”, “Would you like it”, “I don’t know, maybe”, “Aaaah, we’re making progress”, there was a deadly glare “No, I’m just saying I like the kid and I don’t want him to get into trouble”, Dave grinned “Yeah, me neither, and I want him to get closer to you too, need you occupied when I take care of that brother of yours”, Mark looked at him, and grinned “He’ll take care of you Dave, one little advice, watch it, you may very well get burned on this one”, “I’ll take my chances”, “Of that I’m sure, it’s just that you are not knowing what you are getting in to”, “And what if I do”, Mark pondered the question, staring straight at him “I’d be surprised if you really were Dave”…
On the seats befind them, two couple of ears listened very carefully, one with only good intentions, because he wanted to know what was going on with his good friend Mark, the other one because he wanted to spread news to someone very eager to hear about Jeff, and even Ric noticed that Mark Henry was way to concentrating on the discussion and he intervened “It’s not nice what you do, it’s none of your business what they discuss”, and loud enough so Mark and Dave could hear him, both turning and Ric smiling at Mark, “This young man has been listening to your discussion gentlemen”, Henry glared, they were in the landing approach and he couldn’t move, now he had a dinosaur of wrestling next to him, an Animal and the Deadman in front not very happy “You know what happens to people like you Henry” Dave made his expression very menacing “they lose their tongues and careers in dark parts of the arena, so you chose your future”, Mark adding “If anything comes back to us, any of us, you’re going to have to run for your life”, Henry got up and switched spots, not caring anymore, leaving the three grinning like madman “Same counts for you Flair”, “Hey, I warned you, do I look like a man who likes to spread stupid gossip?”, Mark stared at him “Yes”, Ric laughed “But not on this one, even if I’ll have to kick the kid’s ass for doing drugs”, Dave shook his head “Don’t, we don’t even know…”, “You don’t, but I think I’m around long enough to see things, and the talented ones shouldn’t get lost on the way like that, you do it your way, I’ll do it mine”, Ric’s eyes melted with Mark’s “So that is your issue, wow, never would have thought you to be in that kind of situation one day”, “Shut up”, “No, but the world has fine ways of spinning you know”, “Not a word to anybody Flair”, “No risk”, the plane landed and an hour later they were in the lobby of the hotel checking in…
Dave put his hand on Mark’s shoulder “Listen, we could room together and tomorrow I’ll make Glen move over and stay with me, and you can have all your privacy with Jeff”, “Fuck You Batista”, “Hey, what now?”, “Why would I have to take their room, I could take Jeff over to our room and you move in theirs with Glen”, “I’d rather not, it probably is a smockers-room and those two surely have polluted the air in that room for the ten next years at least, I’d prefer a room with fresh air”, “Oh, you really are a bastard, I can stay in the polluted air”, “Eh, you’ve got lesser issues with it”, Mark sighed and agreed, at that point it was more just to avoid people hearing them “Why do we have to switch anyways”…
It was Chris who spotted a known head in the bar of the hotel “Hey, the others are over there”, half-a-dozen heads turned in the direction Jericho was pointing at “Ah yes, Hunter’s over there”, Mark felt many emotions wash over him, at a loss on how to react, he got a squeez on his shoulder from Dave “Want me to take your stuff up too?”, “No, I’m coming too”, “We could switch immediately”, “I’d rather not Dave, please”, “Ok, no problem man”, they got up to the nineth floor and got their stuff inside, “Beer with the others?”, Mark sighed “Yes, of course”, Dave murmured “You can’t stay here when the punk is down”, “You’re an ass Batista”, “Oooo come on Mark, I kept silent for a long time”, “Not long enough”, they went down, Vince in the elevator too “Aah good, everybody will be down, that’s the way it should be”, “Yes Vince yes, you’re right, a nice night out with the guys you’re sure you’re up to”
Downstairs they had moved a second table to the one occupied by Hunter, Glen, Shawn, Jeff and Adam, Ric, Terry and Chris having joined them already, Jeff fidegting under Ric’s gaze who didn’t leave him, “So you’re that punk from the ladder match”, Shawn jumping in “In flesh and blood Flair”, “I wasn’t adressing you Shawn, I’m sure he can speak up for himself” Jeff really wanted to get away, he felt a little like a couple of days ago, he wasn’t ready to be around them all, he had trouble knowing how to react and what to say, and having Ric Flair gazing him down, all his attention on him made him very jumpy and nervous “Yes, that’s me”, Ric enjoyed seeing him this nervous, that would make his getting through to the kid a lot easier, “Great match, I’m looking forward on seeing you amaze me more often kid”, Terri joined in “Yes, that was one great match last Monday, congrats Jeff”, he wasn’t starstruck, he’d gotten used on hanging around them, but not this close and hearing their words he blushed slightly “Thanks, that means a lot to me”
Vince who had just arrived behind Mark Henry couldn’t keep quiet “I hope so Hardy” and got down, Mark and Dave behind him “Hi guys”, “Aaaaaah look who’s back”, Mark got down next to Adam and Ric, following Ric’s gaze and seeing Jeff nervously biting on his lower lip but not leaving Flair’s eyes, so he had started his way with the kid already, wanting to help Jeff, he could understand how it was to have the Nature Boy’s undivided attention, especially for someone as young as Jeff, he put his hand on Ric’s shoulder “Well, I see you met him” looking at Jeff he added “He wanted to congratulate you for kicking my ass”, “Oh yes”, Vince looked at them a little intrigued “What’s going on” Terri squeezing his leg “Nothing Vince, calm down, you’re so paranoid”, “No, I like to know who, what, when and why, that’s all”, “Wow, drink something boss, you’re making me dizzy”, Hunter too jumped in “Take some of these colored shots, I swear they’re worth trying”, the look Vince gave him was priceless “You lost your mind, that’s eeuuhhhh, I can’t even imagine how disgusting they must taste”, Shawn objected “Nice, they taste nice, it’s Vodka actually”, “Oh Vodka, yes, you people are athletes, you shouldn’t be drinking this much you know”, “Ah Vince shut up please and enjoy the night”, “I do, it’s just that I’m terrified by the amounts of alcohol on this table”, “That’s what I said, he is not drunk enough yet” Hunter put a beer in front of Vince “Drink man”, “You’re such an ass”, “No foul language on this table McMahon, if you start they start”, Shawn and Jeff grinned at each other before Jeff stared at Ric again, who gave him a knowing, intense look before joining Terri and Vince in a discussion about some matches… Henry was typing a message on his cell phone to Matt, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing and he sure as hell knew the older Hardy would love to know that his brother was happily partying with everybody instead of sitting alone in a room, depressed and broken…
Jeff thought he’d been pierced by a dozen swords and stared holes into the table in front of him, Glen pushing him friendly “Don’t go back to being the silent brooding one please”, “I’m not, I was thinking”, “That’s exactly what I meant punk”, Jeff smiled at him “You’re telling me to stop thinking”, “Yeah, for now, you can do that in bed later”, “And when do I sleep?”, Shawn joined in “No sleep for you Jeff, that’s the punishment for destroying my hair”, “Wow, you’re still on that?”, “Yes, guys imagine, that punk ripped some of my hair out”, Jeff looked at Glen who gave him a reassuring glance and whispered “I like you better when you bicker”, “Oh really”, “Yes, you get that defiant sparkle in your eyes, they radiate with life, and he really asks for it you know that”, Jeff wasn’t sure who he meant, but Shawn was giving him a provocative grin and he couldn’t resist “You ripped it out yourself, not my fault if you’re not good with your fingers and couldn’t detach them”, “Oh really, I’m very good with my fingers”, Glen added “I’m sure Hunter can tell us how handy you really are”, “Fuck you”, “No foul language Paul”, Hunter stared at Vince who raised his shoulders innocently “What, that’s what I was told”
Amidst their happy bickerings and discussions a phone rang and Henry got up, leaving the bar, Dave waiting a couple of seconds before getting up too, giving both Mark and Ric a glance they aknowledged discretely and followed the other man, he just wanted to know if Henry had gotten the message to stay out of their businesses, and he dearly hoped to earsdrop on a conversation between husband and wife. It got clear pretty quickly that it wasn’t his wife or girlfriend, and Dave stayed a little behind, trying to hear a name fall and it didn’t take long… Henry started talking about Jeff and more than once started off with “your brother”, that didn’t leave too many options and Dave hesitated between jumping Henry from behind and taking over the discussion with Matt or getting back discretely…
Vince wasn’t stupid and had observed the whole situation, looking at Mark and Ric he somewhat growled louder as he wished “I hope you guys know who creates the storylines, it’s not you, so whatever goes on, you better don’t have it impacting on the shows guys, I’m not blind and Batista was never discret even if he believes so…”, Glen grinned “Ah you’re right on that”, Mark glaring him down to stop and Ric laughing “What are talking about? He didn’t follow him or anything”, “You think I’m stupid”, “No, unreasonable, why would he follow him”, “That’s what I’d like to know too you know”, no one on the table understood what was going on, not even guessing what could be going on was Jeff, who with Shawn and Glen had started to empty the shots, no reason to let them linger too long and anyways Adam was bringing back new ones “Here comes caramelle and chocolate guys”, “Wow”, Vince gagged “Disgusting, what are you, twelve”, “Then we wouldn’t get them”, Jeff took one of the chocolate ones, Mark commenting on it, he really felt like relieved to see him again and that alone made him a little grumpy, but he couldn’t not say something to his punk “Ah chocolate, interesting”, Jeff gave him a smile “Yes, and then caramelle, I’m still hooked up on the violet ones though, and apple also”, “So many choices right punk”, “Exactly”, Glen’s voice interrupted them “Choose wisely Jeff”, Ric not able to keep back “Yes, choose very wisely kid” leaving Jeff intrigued what they were talking about…
Dave had snitched past the bar on his way back, prefering playing it discreet, he brought back beer and got down, giving Mark and Ric a glare that could freeze over hell twice and looked at Jeff, wondering what really was going on between him and his brother, it had to be somewhat huge if even Henry got involved like that, but Vince didn’t let him finish his line of thought “I knew it, what is it David?”, “What are you talking about”, “That glare you gave them and then the look on the kid”, they all flinched, damn, Jeff wasn’t supposed to know, not for now and Jeff had enough enough of being referenced to as kid all the time “Just like that, them ‘cause I know they’ll drink the beer in two minutes and him ‘cause he’s so adorable and I missed his cute face”, Jeff growled at him and Dave just laughed back “Yeah, see what I mean, cute as hell”, Shawn adding “Yeah, hell, not cute, but hell yes”, Vince interrupting “You’re taking me for an idiot right”, Ric giving Terri a glance that made him jump in immediately “Calm down McMahon, you’ve been jumpy and paranoid for hours, calm down man, we sometimes have internal little games running, you know that as well as I do, and you don’t see me going all crazy for not knowing, hell I know they’ll tell me anyways”, Vince looked at him “Yes, but I always have to find out”, “That’s because you’re the boss, it’s like with the parents, they don’t get involved like that, sorry Vinnie” Hunter grinned widely at him, “It’s Vince”, “Wow, he bickers like Jeff”, Jeff spat “Cut it, I don’t bicker”
That was the moment Henry chose to come back, he had finished talking to Matt, who thought he was fucking with him, not believing that his brother would hang out with the other wrestlers, in his eyes that was something that couldn’t work, no one could stand hanging with him, too annoying and too fucked up, and Matt really wanted him to learn a lesson on this, so now Henry had to send him prove…
Dave saw him come back and made a fist, glaring down the table, leading Mark to look who was coming and sighing, but Dave relaxed, an mischievious grin on his face, he waited for Henry to sit down to answer Jeff “Yes you do bicker, may I remind the sauna and the pool Jeff”, Jeff pouted slightly “That was him, I was calm in the pool” pointing Shawn who leaned back, hands raised “No no no, I was innocent, you on the other hand…”, Hunter joined in “It’s both of you, like we said, the ressemblence is there, in every way”, they both pulled their tongues in unaison “See, that’s what I mean”, Chris Jericho, laughing his ass off “Oh man, he’s so like you Shawn, it’s a blast”, “No, it’s not”, “No, you’re such an…”
Vince sighed, leaning his head against Hogan’s shoulder in defeat “Don’t tell me that this is what we kinda raised, the next generation, no, please, that’s unbelievable”, “Oh poor Vince, you’re not used to being around, as am I, so let’s enjoy the picture”, “If people hear us…”, there was laughter and Glen pourred out “Oh man, you should have seen Jeff kick Mark of the bench, that was funny, that was excellent”, Dave adding “Yeah, did someone check on youtube for the breakfast buffet incident?”, Vince went pale “What incident”, Dave couldn’t suppress a giggle “Those two made a spectacle and there was this kid filming”, “What spectacle”, “Bickering contest deluxe”, Vince glared at Jeff and Shawn “No, honestly, low profile, people have a certain expectations and…”, Jeff interrupted him “Exactly, that’s why, hey, we didn’t kill anyone, we just had some fun” and Shawn adding “Yeah, it wasn’t fighting, just joking around… Like with Mark and Hunter both on their asses at the bar”, Vince put his head in his hands “Oh my, no no no, this is inadmissible”, Flair just laughed “We were just as bad if not worse than them Vince, relax”, Terri laughing and raising his bottle “Halleluja to that brother, hey, we’re still doing it, right”
Henry was typing the next message to Matt, Dave peeking at him and deciding to have him enter the action a little too, “Hey Mark, Henry that is, not you Taker”, he got his attention, “Stop messaging with your honey, that’s rude man”, “It’s not my honey”, “Uuuh”, Henry got up, finished his beer standing and muttered a good night to everybody and Ric leaned back with his chair, blocking his way and stared at him for a good fifteen seconds before returning to his original spot as if nothing had happened, Henry leaving for the lobby very perturbated…
Dave grinned “What was that?”, “Hell, how should I know” Ric just flashed an evil grin to him and lifted his beer “Oh, empty, I’ll go and get new ones” and got up, direction bar, Dave behind him “I’ll help him”…
“Hey”, Ric looked at him “What was going on out there”, “He was talking to Jeff’s brother”, “Eeeh, ok, and why?”, “Something about the kid not being broken and fucked up enough, I didn’t catch much”, “Oh my, what’s going on with Jeff and his brother”, “Don’t know, at least not in detail”, “Maybe ask him? No?”, “I don’t know Ric, he stumbled upon us by chance and since then we sort of didn’t let him alone, so I’m not sure he’s ready to get private you know”, “I’ll try”, “Ric, please, don’t”, Dave got a look that made him sigh, took some bottles and just added “Ok, but don’t push too much”, “Did I do with you?”, “Eeeh yes”, “Please David”, with that Ric went back to their table, followed by Dave who was trying to make the puzzle fit in his mind, he only had bribes of information for now and that bugged him a little…
Glen had gotten up, glad that the fuzzy feeling in his brain was kinda washing of, a little fresh air and a clean smoke would do wonders, he pulled Jeff automatically along, and Ric seeing a chance to get to talk to the kid, the faster the better, got up too and followed them, “Hey guys, mind if I join you”, it wasn’t a question, both Glen and Jeff realized that pretty quickly and just shrugged their shoulders, “Glen, could you leave us for a moment please, I have some things to discuss with this young man, alone”, Glen saw Jeff fidget and nervously bite on his piercing, but no one said no to the Nature Boy and so he held a cigarette to Jeff and muttered “Good luck, I’ll go for a quick walk”, Ric smiling “Thank you Glen, it won’t take long” and putting his gaze on Jeff who was puffing on his cigarette, not sure if he should be honored or freaked out to death, “Relax, I’m not going to bite you Jeff, I just wanted to clear some things out, I’ve never been a patient man, and honestly I don’t see a reason why I should be, so I’ll make this quick and painless… I don’t know you, but you surpassed yourself last Monday kid, you are a fighter, and I see such a great potential in you, I’m not the only one by the way, so don’t waste it…”
Jeff had long forgotten about the cigarette, he just stared to the floor, not believing what he was hearing, he had thought he’d get a little lecture from Ric Flair himself, now he pinched himself along the words to make sure he wasn’t still high and dreaming, not understanding why he had to listen to him, why suddenly everybody seemed so interested in him “You’re getting me boy?”, “Yes Sir”, “Sir?”, Ric put a hand on his chin and turned his head, grinning, he had achieved what he wanted now he could start the next level it seemed “I like respect but no Sir, Jeff, please, it’s Ric”, “Yes Ric”, “Good”, Glen made it back, seeing Jeff smile he was relieved, “So you didn’t take him apart, good”, “Have I ever done such a thing”, “Eeeh, yes”, “You’re all so mean with me”, Ric got up, waiting for them to join him and went back in, seeing Mark Henry stand in the lobby staring, he just gave him a glare “Hey, I thought you wanted to go to sleep Mark”, they didn’t get an answer and Ric wrote a mental memo to himself that they had to take care of that guy before harm was done, “Man, he’s a freak”, Glen grinned “He acted weird tonight” before Ric added “He also acted very weird on the flight here, but pssht, if Vince gets it he’ll go all paranoid again”, “Oooh so that’s why”, Ric looked at Jeff and Glen “I count on your discretion guys”, “No problem”, Henry would get some trouble annoying the kid, but Ric knew that the subject had to be taken care of differently…
When they got back, Glen and Jeff got down on the bench, Jeff ending up between Glen and Shawn, Hunter sighing “Oh my, here we go”, Shawn just shook his head “No, we can behave, right Jeff”, “Right”, they managed to stay quiet for the rest of the night and around five they got up to go to bed, Jeff not even daring to look at Mark for a reason he didn’t even comprehend himself, Glen and Dave eyes locked in a staring contest and Shawn slouching against Jeff “I’m dead”, “Humm, me too”, “Gym tomorrow after breakfast”, it was Mark who intervened “Lunch, guys it’s past five, I want to sleep a little”, Dave looked at him “Yo, could we…”, “Dave, I don’t care who I room with, so for me it’s ok”, “Good, I think I want to room with Glen”, Glen who grinned at him intensely “Oh really, is that so”, he received a glance just as intense “Yes”, “Well depends on my roommate”, Glen looked at Jeff with a pleading glance, “I’m wasted, I’m going with Mark’s lines, I don’t care who I room with, so, if you guys want to room together, go ahead”, he didn’t even look at Mark and Shawn yawned, “No noize though, I need sleep”, Jeff contaminated yawned too
“No noize, you’re the right person to ask for that that” Mark growled as they got out of the elevator and went towards their room, Mark to get his things again, Dave smiling “I told you to switch before”, “Listen, I just do this for Glen, so he can stay with you Dave”, “Yes whatever Mark”, they smiled at each other as Mark got his stuff and went direction Jeff’s and Glen’s room, he was taken aback by the closeness that had already installed between the two men, Jeff was grinning like a madman at Glen, looking at him pack then tossed him the oil bottle Mark had given him “He had a match, I’m sure you can impress him with this, plus he’ll be in a better state to make you scream”, “I can impress him without that kid, but thanx, I owe you one”, there was a snicker and Mark entered “No, that’s me you owe one, and you too punk, giving away what I gave to you so easily”, Jeff fidgeted a little but didn’t lose his cool “I’ll get it back, it’s for a good cause”, “Oo right, Glen your new fuck buddy awaits you, move your ass a little”, Glen and Jeff both mimicked Hunter and his comment earlier “No foul talk please” and both burst into laughter, Jeff gave Glen a high five then went over to his bed still grinning “Have a nice night Kane”, “You too punk, Mark”, he grinned at his brother before leaving, very eager to test the resistence of the Animal…
Mark started getting comfortable, looking over at Jeff who was crawling under the cover of his own bed, turning towards him, “You ok punk”, “Yup and you? Kurt didn’t destroy you too much?”, “Are you kidding me?”, “Just joking”, “Oooh, just insulting me, watch it” Mark couldn’t but grin “I’m undestructible, you should know that”, Jeff smiled back “Yeah, you think so”, “Oooh boy watch it”, “Or else what”, “I’ll think of something”, “I can’t wait”…
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