#I CAN FINALLY START LOOKING AT REFS FOR THESE TWO DUMBASSES AND TRY TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO PROPERLY DRAW/SYYLIZE THEMMMM

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⏾Moon⏾ & 𖤓Sun𖤓

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Hey there! Been a minute I know. So, be honest, how many of you thought this was done? Shame, shame. The title says it all, Infinity. As in I ain't close to finished with this one lol! My hope is to go past college with this series but we shall see. I'm updating because someone asked me about updating this. Why am I telling you this? Because if you ask, you shall receive. Unless I don't have more material at the moment but then I'll just start writing the update for you.

I'm not going to update this one again until October because the next chapter in Halloween. I messed up my timing on this fic lol. But there you go, you have an ETA for the next chapter! Hope you all enjoy it!

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Eighths

The locker room was cold, the bench beneath me causing me to hiss when my skin touched the metal. Keno chuckled at me, pulling his jersey on over his head. The bright white of our 'away' shirts dotted out all around the small room, as visiting team we had duffels at our feet filled with all our equipment for the night.

I was pulling long white socks over my shin guards, shooting Keno a glare. "What's so funny?"

He shrugged, "You and your continued annoyance with our travel games."

"Undressing in strange places bugs me."

Keno stopped, grinning down at me, "Something tells me that's not true. Otherwise, you and Usagi wouldn't have gotten caught in the auditorium last week."

"Our clothes were on, thank you. I'd be dead if I got caught doing more than kissing with Usako."

"That's not what the entire school is saying."

A squeak and a huff and Zenko was sitting next to me, "What is the entire school saying?"

"About Mamoru and Usagi last week."

I glared up at Keno who just chortled at me. "Oh, you mean them getting caught having sex?"

"We weren't having sex!"

"Not what I heard."

Laces tied, I jumped to my feet, turning on them as Jin nosed his way into the conversation. "Cause the rumors around our school are always accurate?"

I watched as grimaces grew on each of their faces. Keno knew through Minako how wild and vicious the rumor mill at our school could be. Jin had his share first hand, a rumor going around for a while that his Dad left him and his Mom for another man. And Zenko? He was suffering right now, rumors running wild that Ami and Seiya were a real couple, which included sleeping together.

"As I said, just stupid rumors."

"Not that you mind'em eh?" Nathan added, not reading the room as he clapped a hand on my shoulder before plopping down.

A glance had me finding Seiya, slow to change into his uniform, chatting it up with a few other players and wasting time. The rumor that Usagi had slept with Seiya right before me had died long ago but its effects were lingering. Ami still wasn't talking to Usagi and even though no one chose sides or asked, Ami cut herself off completely from the others as well. I was pretty sure how guys got girls to do things they normally wouldn't.

Six games, three of them home games, and Ami sat far away from the girls each time to quietly cheer Seiya on. Like the dick deserved it. He sat on the bench for most of the game, playing maybe 20 minutes out of the 90.

Zenko was glaring at Seiya too, the only person out of us that Ami still talked to. The two of them must have bonded, taking her home after my birthday party. Zenko was the type to do anything for his friends and it looked like he was staying silent for his friend Ami. I wondered how much longer that would last? What with Seiya flirting with the wanna-be's after every practice now. Looking for his next victim it would seem cause no way in hell was Ami sleeping with him.

And if she was, he was losing interest because he had been seriously close to taking a girl home the other day after practice, Minako not so subtly reminding him, and the girl he was with, that he had a girlfriend.

"Why don't you just admit it, Mamoru," taking my eyes off the cluster fuck waiting to happen, Keno was smirking again, "the reason you hate away games is because Usagi doesn't come."

When did I become so transparent? Yes, I hated the away games because Usagi didn't come to them. That was my call, not wanting her to have to find transportation all over Honolulu just for a stupid soccer game. Sure, I missed hearing her screaming from the stands and the little t-shirt she wore with my name and jersey number on it. The signs she made were nice too, even if they were embarrassing, the last one saying, 'Mamo works hard and plays HARDER'.

Something I happily proved to her after the game, her not able to even say the word 'harder' when I fucked her later that night. That was another thing I missed when she didn't come to my games, getting to go off somewhere afterward that was quiet and going at it hard like rabbits. On away games, I had to sneak into her room after I got home. I enjoyed either one, taking Usagi somewhere and making her scream or quietly making love to her. One, we could be as loud and wild as we wanted but the other, we could be fully naked and hold each other. The fear of her mom walking in, in the middle was a bit hindering.

Their eyes were all on me and it didn't look like what I said mattered. "It's not like I expect her to follow us around. That is asking too much."

"Is it? I asked Minako yesterday."

Doing a double-take, I caught the serious look on his face. "And she said?"

"That she'd love to."

"Alright, let's go, gentlemen, it's showtime!"

The tone of Coach's voice had us all tensing up. "God, can someone get the stick out of his ass?"

Zenko sneered at Jin, "Can you blame him? Two losses already and now we are up against Edith Academy and we lose to them every year. One more loss and we are out of finals."

"Best part," they all looked at me, "he blames all of it on me."

Nathan huffed, "How'de figure?"

"It's cause he's got his head up Usagi's ass!" Seiya tossed out, sauntering by and eavesdropping.

I gave him the finger and he kept moving. Which was good because a fist to the face would have definitely gotten us a loss tonight. "Ignore him. Sore asshole."

Zenko was gently pushing me towards the door, the five of us walking out to the field together. Seiya wasn't completely wrong, whenever Usagi wasn't at the game I didn't play as well. A combination of not caring as much if she wasn't there to cheer me on and my mind elsewhere thinking about her. If we lose tonight I'd never hear the end of it from Coach, more bull shit about getting my act together.

We jogged out, the crowd on our side getting to their feet to cheer us on. I didn't want to waste any time, getting my starters out on the field for the coin toss. Our backs to our crowd, I had to look over the larger and packed stand of our opponent. All part of the game, the opposition using their friends and family to help intimidate. There was a reason why the visitors' side of most stadiums was small, to encourage less support.

"MAMORU!"

The Ref before me and I still turned, unable to stop myself from finding the voice. There she was, golden girl in the bright white shirt, my name in big letters across her breast. Usagi had come.

Minako was next to her and my parents sat right behind them. Keno was already waving so I joined in, Usagi blowing me a kiss and making my heart soar. No doubt, we were going to win tonight.

Winning the coin toss, the others spread out on the field, ready to play. It was easy to block out the sounds of the crowd. If it wasn't Usagi's voice, I didn't want to hear it. A dull hum in the back of my mind, the ball dropped and I took off. I might have been showing off a little, dancing with the ball till I passed it off to Jin for a goal. The goalie dived but it flew just past his fingertips. A goal within the first five minutes of the game was rare. We were so going to win tonight.

Three goals to us and two goals to Edith and it was halftime. I walked the line, getting as close as I could to the stands and Usagi watched me the whole time, her face resting on her palm with her elbow on her knee. Mom gave me a small but obnoxious wave until I waved back, Usagi giggling from my obvious annoyance. Then Mom went back to chatting up Dad, the two most likely discussing my future and trying to get Usagi involved in it.

Halftime was spent in silence, all of us breathing in deeply and enjoying the air-conditioned reprieve. That is until my phone dinged inside my bag.

A few looked my way with a smirk, like Zenko and Nathan, while I dug it out.

I hope you're saving some energy for me tonight?

I couldn't help the dumbass smile I got on my face, a few chuckling at me from it as if they could read my phone.

I always have the energy for you, Usako.

Well, do your best. If you're too tired then I will gladly do all the work ;)

Good god, now she was getting me hard with text messages.

I'll talk to you after otherwise, all my blood will be elsewhere.

:( Okay

A soft chuckle escaped, returning my phone, our break over as Coach clapped his hands at us to get up and get back out there. "Keep it up, boys! The next 45 minutes are going to be the toughest of your lives!"

Keno shook his head at me but we said nothing, gliding past Coach who gave us nods of approval. Thank god he didn't slap our asses like some coaches did. I would have left the team years ago.

Somehow, Usagi managed to scream louder than the rest of the crowd, my name flowing over the top of the cheering. The only one who seemed bothered by it was, of course, Seiya, cursing and bitching about the sound of my girlfriend's voice. Everything about Usagi was beautiful and anyone would agree. Seiya was just a jealous prick.

Taking his spot on the bench, I smirked at him for a moment as I took my spot on the field. The truth was, I never really needed to say or do anything to Seiya. I just needed to keep living my life and it would be enough to piss him off.

Tied up, Keno scoring the last goal, there were only ten minutes left in the game. If it were any other night, I would have gladly gone into overtime. But Usagi was watching. Edith's captain was pushed over the line by Jin so Jin took the throw-in, aiming right at me. Everyone knew, when Usagi was around, I did better than even I knew I had in me. Her presence alone brought out the best in me every time.

The ball in my control and the clock ticking, there was no way I was going to get close to our goal by running it in. The buzzer sounded, me only halfway to our goal, and I slammed my foot into the checkered ball as hard as I could. Time slowed as it soared through the air, the goalie not even paying attention, the dumb ass, jumping at the last second after my shot. It sailed past him, his body dropping to the ground with a thud that was heard all around as well as the swish as the ball hit the net behind with everyone holding their breath with me. The Ref allowed it, giving us the point and sound exploded all around me.

I was in shock for a moment, Keno and Jin breaking me out of it with slaps to the back and shouts of glee. Then I was running. Right up to the stands and jumping up on the railing. Usagi met me, grabbing my jersey in her fist and pulling me closer.

"You're my good luck charm."

Her face split with her smile while mine cracked open, pushing up the last inch to claim her mouth with mine. It didn't last long, strange hands patting my back and making it weird. Falling back to the ground, I gave her one last look and a wink before heading back to my teammates, still celebrating in the middle of the field. I had to call them to attention and remind them of good sportsmanship which only half-rolled their eyes at.

I was rushing, quick to the showers and back to my duffle. All I had was my uniform and the worn-out t-shirt and cloth shorts that I wore here, but Usagi wouldn't care anyway. Hell, she wouldn't even care if I showered or not but I wanted to not smell like sweat and grass for her.

Cleaned, dressed, stuff packed, and Coach and teammates appeased I made for the exit as fast as I could without looking too overeager. My sneakers squeaked on the polished tile floor, echoing off the empty hall that led out of the school and to the parking lot. The steps behind me, I assumed was Keno as he rushed off behind me to Minako, slowed to a stop.

"The Ref should have called that shot out, you know."

Against better judgment, I turned. My face blank as I stared at Seiya. "Come on man, we won! The team won! You are supposed to be happy about that!"

"I am when it's fair."

"It was the Ref's call and he counted it in. What is your problem?"

The guy was actually grimacing. We just beat our biggest rivals and instead of being thankful, he searched out faults. "I'm tired of spoiled pieces of shit like you getting everything, while those of us who play by the rules and work hard for everything, get fucked!"

"What...are you talking about?!"

I should just walk away. The guy was crazy. Delusional. But the overly inquisitive side of me just had to know.

"I'm talking about you, Mamoru Chiba. Son of the owner of Utopia, straight A's student, soccer captain, and boyfriend of Usagi Tsukino. What part of that list did Daddy buy huh? He bought his company, did he buy your grades? Your placement on the team? Did he buy Usagi for you too?"

It was laughable, so I laughed, turning on my heel and making for the exit. "You don't know shit. Your grades and skills were enough to prove that to me before and now, your dumb mouth only solidifies it for me."

I thought he was done. I sure as hell was. "One day, Chiba, you are going to be out of money and luck. You and I both know you sure as shit don't have any charm to save your ass and everyone is going to see you for the worthless fuck you are. Especially Usagi."

"You know, you should really stop acting like you know everything. You know shit."

I double-timed it, leaving Seiya and his crazy shit show behind. Was my family wealthy? Sure, but that had nothing to do with my success and I knew this as did the rest of the world. But trying to prove or explain that to people like Seiya was a waste of breath. He had already made up his fucked up mind about it.

The fact that he thought Usagi would be with anyone over something as petty as money was enough for me to walk away. Seiya was living in another land where everything was set against him by me it seemed. Usagi's family had their own money. Hell, her father owned 20% of Utopia and he bought in before the company went public.

It didn't matter how much he wanted Usagi or if it was even for legit reasons instead of fucking with me. If I learned anything in the last two months it was; how to make Usagi come so hard she passed out, trying to study with her was pointless unless I used a reward system like candy or kisses, and most importantly that we were soul mates.

I also learned that 'no sex on a school night' policies made the weekends precious and not to be wasted arguing with psychos.

She was sitting on my bike, waiting for me and perked up at the sight of me. "I was just about to send a search party!"

"Oh yeah? And who exactly would you send?"

I had my arm around her waist, the other one still holding my duffle or it would be around her as well. "Papa Chiba. He can do anything!"

Her eyes went wide when she said 'anything' like my Dad was magic or something. There were many moments in my memories that had me easily agreeing with her on that. Settling my bag on the back of the bike, I got my other arm around her and she pressed into me as much as she could without falling off.

"You came to my game?"

She gasped, faking shock, "Of course I did! It's your biggest rival and I'm your lucky charm!"

I pressed my lips to hers hard for a long second, humming against her mouth. "Hmmm...yes you are."

Her eyes flitted off of mine to something behind me. Or should I say, someone, turning my head slightly and catching Seiya as he passed. Phone at his ear, he talked far louder than necessary.

"Hey, Ames, what are you up to right now?"

Usagi's face fell, hearing her lost friend's name still bringing her pain. I pulled her face back up, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears. "Ami will come around. Trust me. Seiya is going to fuck up soon and she will see him for what he really is."

A sniff and a few blinks and I wiped away the few tears that got free with my thumbs. "Is that what took you so long? Seiya held you up again?"

She knew me too well. And I had hoped to get away with that encounter. "He said more crazy shit that didn't make sense about me."

"I guess that's better than him talking about me again. Means he's moving on." My tongue tripped and she caught it. "Great. At least he's consistent."

"Don't worry about it. We have far more important things to focus on. Like applications. Did you get yours finished young lady?"

She smirked, her arms wrapping around my neck. "Yes, teacher."

"Good girl."

"Do I get my reward?" She ran her tongue over my bottom lip and I moaned, loudly. "You gonna take me somewhere quiet? Your lucky charm wants to help you get lucky again."

I'd never slapped my helmet on so hard in my life, Usagi giggling as I pushed her to the back of the bike, her taking only a second to get her helmet on.

Our houses were in the suburbs of Honolulu. Which meant in the middle of nowhere. It was a 30-minute drive to town and it was all thick forest with the occasional house cutting into it all the way there. The private road that led up to our houses, off the main road and up a small hill, was made of gravel and only the two houses were on it. Usagi and I weren't just neighbors, we were the only neighbors either of us had.

Which was always fine with me because I never liked competing for Usagi's attention.

Because we lived out in the middle of nothing, as kids, we did a lot of exploring. Which led to us discovering the small park I now pulled into.

It was on the edge of the bluff, a bit of a hike down to the water but it was doable. Not at night though, you would break an ankle or your neck. Once my engine silenced, you could hear the waves crashing and the crickets chirping. The sky above was an endless sea of stars and even as kids, Usagi said this was one of her favorite spots, saying it was 'like being on the edge of the world'. I, being the jerk I was, always liked to point out that the world is round and therefore doesn't have an edge.

Usagi got off, looking over the area and pulling off her helmet. I had mine in my arms, watching her, wondering if she remembered this place. "Like being on the edge of the world, isn't it?"

She turned back, matching my smirk. "Mamo, the Earth is round, it doesn't have an edge."

Her voice got weird at the end, deepening to an unnatural level. "Was that supposed to be me?"

"Usako," her voice went even lower, "that one is a planet, not a star. Do you even pay attention in astrology camp?"

Hands on her lovely hips, she gave me a lopsided grin while I chuckled. "I was hoping to impress you."

"Instead, you made me feel stupid."

Dropping my helmet and grabbing her shirt, I pulled her back to me, wrapping my arms loosely around, while she pouted at me. "I'm sorry, Baby. You know, you are far from stupid, right?"

She was still pouting but the corners of her lips turned up a little as she shook her head at me.

"I'm sorry I ever made you feel anything other than the intelligent, beautiful, funny, sexy, and amazing woman that you are."

Now she rolled her eyes, "You don't have to lay it on so thick, Mamo. I'm going to sleep with you."

A laugh barked out of me, tightening my hold. "Oh, I know. That's not why I said it. I said it because it's true."

Slow and gentle, she pulled my hands off her, unwrapping herself and standing a few inches from me on my bike. Fidgeting and twerking her hips, she shimmied her panties off from under the little, ruffled skirt she wore and placed them over my shoulder. I started to get up, planning on taking her over to the picnic table a few feet away to have my way with her but she stopped me with a hand on my shoulder.

"I wanna do it on your bike."

Hot blood coursed through me, Usagi reaching over and working me out of the elastic waistband on my shorts, my cock now standing at attention for her in the breeze. But then she turned from me, grabbing the handles and put a leg on either side of me. Sitting down slowly, I held my cock and guided it into her hot, wet core. She sat in my lap now, her back to my chest and her hands still on my handlebars with me filling her up.

Then she started to bounce.

My hands flew to her hips, both my feet on the ground to hold the bike steady while I steadied her thrusts. The new angle was greatly appreciated, taking me in impossibly deep over and over again. At this rate, her sides were going to have bruises matching my fingers because I was gripping and pulling her down on me so tight and hard, the bike was bouncing on its wheels.

Panting heavily, I pulled her back, her hands slipping from the handles as I put her back flush with my chest. Her hips didn't stop, rolling them in a circle that had stars falling from the sky. Her thin, homemade t-shirt was a little tight but stretchy. It allowed me to slip my hands under it and get to her skin. Her heart was pounding under my palms as I slowly worked my hands up her ribs and under her bra.

Her head flopped back to my shoulder and I nipped at whatever I could reach of her skin. Her hands were on my thighs, helping herself move. I was rolling her nipples in between my fingers when she started to cry out, her orgasm wetting my shorts. But I loved it.

She was slowing, trying to keep up her rhythm but she was falling fast. I stopped her, pulling my hands from her breast and slipping them down to her thighs to still her. "Let's go to the picnic table, Lucky Charm. I want to make you come again."

Her crazed giggle came out, the one she made when she was loopy happy and I picked her up to carry her to the table. Many times over the years, we'd sneak out at night and lay on this table to look at the stars. Now I laid her down on it and looked at the stars reflected in her eyes.

I leaned over her, setting her down so her hips were on the edge of the table, and kissed her deep. She flicked her tongue across my lips and parted them, the two of us fighting over each other's mouths. Twisting under me, her head went back and forth, trying to taste every inch of me as I tasted her. And her hips wiggled against mine too, my shorts having slipped back up over me I now had two layers between me and her.

One hand holding me over her, I used the other to push my shorts and briefs off my hips, getting them just past my balls before giving up. She spread her legs, wrapping them around me in anticipation.

But I didn't make her wait, not any longer, burying into her till there was nothing left of myself. She arched, her ribs lifting as if pulled by a string and I stood up to watch. My rhythm was slow but heavy, her body jumping from my thrust. Usagi gripped the edge of the table, keeping herself from moving while I pounded her.

It was hard not to go a little crazy, my name printed across her chest, bouncing with her breast and her writhing under me. Her thighs in my hands, I put her legs over my shoulders and started pulling out to my tip and ramming into her so hard, my own head spun.

"Oh god...yes Mamo...YES! AH, MAMO!"

She clenched me so hard, I struggled to pull out and my entire body throbbed with my orgasm. Usagi was still screaming my name when I fell over her, grabbing the end of the table above her head to help me pull myself into her. No one around so neither of us was holding back, myself included as I screamed her name, some semblance of sentences coming out of me as I tried to tell her she was fucking amazing. I was still twitching inside her, laying with most of my weight on top of her for a few moments. She just ran her hands up and down my back, whispering little things like how she loved me and how good I made her feel. It was hard not to fall in love with her all over again when she did things like this. From making me boneless from sex to her screaming my name in the stands for me, to causing my heart to race with her words or a single smile. I'd fall in love with her over and over again if given the chance, but that would require me falling out of love with her first and that was impossible.

Somehow, her panties had managed to stay on my shoulder the entire time and I tried not to take offense in that, sliding them back up on Usagi's hips with a little help from her. My shorts back in place, I climbed onto the table with her and she curled into me. Silent for a long time, we just looked at the stars, just as we had as children.

Her face found its way into my neck, rubbing her nose against my skin. "You have it wrong you know. You're my lucky charm, I'm not yours."

I shifted a little, trying to see her eyes but she had them hidden. "How is that?"

The hold she had on my shirt tightened, her leg wrapping a little higher on my thigh and I grabbed it with my hand. "I always wanted to be in the same classes as you so I studied hard but all I could do was just barely miss the advanced line. And now I've applied to multiple colleges, all in Seattle because you believed in me. I wouldn't be where I am now if it wasn't for you."

"I wouldn't be where I am now if it wasn't for you." Her head popped up, looking at me and finally letting me see her eyes, "You were...are my best friend, my only friend for all of my life. Everything I am, the person I am today is because you were always there for me. And because I love you."

Putting an elbow under her, she propped her face upon her fist. "Well, that proves it I guess."

"Proves what?"

Her face was so fucking adorable, I was putty. "That we are meant to be! In love! Soul mates!"

She said it so easily, defining us in a way I hadn't dared to say out loud for the past two months of knowing. Even without any doubt, I wanted to hear her theories. "Soul mates?"

Her furious nod on top of her fist had my heart swelling in my chest. "Real, true, soul mate kind of love changes you. It makes you a better person, into your best person without trying. It just...happens. Because that love builds you up. And you build me up, Mamo."

A gentle push on the arm that held her and she slowly fell to me, letting me kiss her. She pulled away but hovered close. "You build me up too, Usako. To the highest peak."

Her eyes danced around my face as she looked down at me, a grin pulling at one side of her face before lowering it to mine again. A hand in her hair to hold her, we planted slow, wet kisses on one another.

Tired of holding her weight, she fell to me completely and I pulled her even more on top of me. A few more sweet caresses and she flopped to my chest, a content sigh coming from her. Tiny fingers ran up and down my arm, a small tickle coming from it while I played with her hair, endless locks uncontained so she could get a helmet over her head.

"Minako's Halloween Party is this Friday. Are we still going costume shopping tomorrow?" I groaned, it vibrating through my chest to hers. "Mamo, you promised."

"Ug..fine. But I am not wearing anything stupid."

She giggled, dancing on my chest. "We will steer clear of the 'stupid' section."

A grunt from me and I lifted us both up to sit. "I better get you home unless you want to be grounded for all of that….which doesn't sound too bad…"

Usagi jumped off the table, "Mamoru Chiba!" I chuckled through my shudder, knowing she was serious when she used my full name. "I have been going to Minako's party for years now, so whether you go or not, I will be there."

"What? You would go without me?"

Hands on her hips, she shook her head as she walked towards my bike. "I get it, you don't like parties and that's fine. You don't have to go if you don't want to, but I do. We don't have to be one of those couples that does everything together."

I leapt off the table and was at her side in a heartbeat, "You're giving me an out?"

"There is nothing less fun than a fussy Mamo."

I grabbed her hips to stop her slow walk to my bike, "What exactly goes on at this party?"

She shrugged, "Dancing and drinking. Some people hooking up."

"Hooking up?"

"You know, making out. Although this year I'm sure they will be hooking up with sex…"

"And you don't want me to come?!"

Her eyes got big and her lips full, "I didn't say that Mamo. I want you to come."

My knees faltered with how she drew out the word 'come' and curled her lips around it. "So what you're telling me is, if I go to this party, we will slip into the back and have sex?"

She smirked, thick lips tugging up at a corner, "After we dance."

"Dance…"

My blood slowed at the idea but Usagi ran her hands up my chest to my shoulders. "Yes, dance. Like foreplay."

"So shall I pick you up at noon tomorrow?"

She laughed, my change of tune obvious a mile away. "Noon sounds perfect."

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WWE Preference - You take a hit meant for him - (Version 1)Pt. 2

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You take a hit meant for him - part 1

Roman - Something about taking a hit with a chair for someone breaks the ice between the two of you. After the incident with Bray, you and Roman were nearly inseparable. The trainers always want to check wrestlers out after hits like that, and Roman never left your side as they were feeling your shoulder. Nothing was injured and they let you go. A conversation outside the locker room turned into riding together which turned into hanging out with each other, and of course Seth and Dean. Roman turned into one of your best friends, if not your best friend. Management let Roman and Bray feud and you and Paige feud, but after a few weeks you gave up hope of them putting y’all together again. Paige was the Women’s Champion and your feud with her was set to end with an opportunity at her championship during Fastlane. You were nervous and while Seth and Dean goofed off, Roman was sitting on a crate next to you. You stared at your feet as they kicked the box and you were lost in thought. “Don’t go mouse on me again.” Roman’s voice pulled you out of your head. “I’m just nervous. I really want to get that title.” You took a deep breath and let out a shaky sigh. “Don’t be nervous, babygirl, you got this. You’ll walk out of here Champion.” His words forced you to smile, “How are you so confident about that?” “Y/n! Paige! It’s time.” Kurt called down the hallway. Your heart went back to racing and you hopped off the crate. When you turned around, Roman was standing too and a lot closer than you had anticipated. “Because you’re you and you’re amazing, and so much better than Paige.” His words made you blush and before you realized it, his lips were on yours. You pushed up onto your tiptoes and moved your lips against his. He pulled away, but kept his arms wrapped around your waist, “Now, go whoop her ass.” You nodded your head, and reluctantly pulled out of his grasp to head to the ring. It wasn’t going to be easy to just whoop Paige’s ass, but you were up to the challenge. The match started and neither of you could get the upper hand. No matter what you each threw at the other, the two of you were resilient and evenly matched. After fifteen minutes and no one getting close to a pin, you and Paige were exhausted. It was a battle of sheer will. You were propped against a corner and Paige was clinging to the ring post opposite you. You stared at her as she tried to get herself back up, and you knew that it was now or never. You mustered all of your strength, blasted out of the corner, and caught Paige with a stiff boot to the face. Your entire body burned as you dragged her out of the corner and finally got the pin. Your body collapsed on the mat when the bell rang, too tired to react to your win. No sooner had the ref handed you the title, the lights cut off. You almost thought you had passed out, but when the lights came back on you saw Bray Wyatt standing on the other side of the ring. You used the the ropes to pull yourself up and motioned for a mic. Bray had started talking, but you had no intentions to listen. “Whoa, Whoa, Whoa...” You cut Bray off, “You know what, Bray, I’m exhausted and you are just so high maintenance. I don’t have the energy to deal with your bullshit.” He gave a little smile as the audience laughed, “I was just going to compliment you, Y/n. You’ve impressed me.” You stared at him a second, “I impress at lot of people on a regular basis. Why are you so important?” “I want you to join me.” “After you hit me with a chair? Hell no. Besides, I’m already spoken for.” The Shield’s music hit right after you said that. Bray turned around to see Roman, Seth, and Dean marching down the audience. There was a silent standoff when they got to ringside. Roman didn’t waste any time hopping up on the apron and squaring off with Bray. Seth and Dean took their places on each side and slowly Bray backed out of the ring. You held up your title and wave a little goodbye to him as he retreated up the ramp.

Seth - That match turned into one of the most brutal in the PG Era. Dean ended up with stitches in his head, after Cesaro went back into the ring he ended up falling awkwardly between two ladders tearing a tendon in his arm, Seth’s knee started buckling underneath him, forcing him to get looked at by the doctors, but of course, Sheamus came out nearly unscathed. A few minor cuts and bruises, he fared better that you did. It was a week later and it still hurt to breathe and move your arms. Cesaro called you to tell you that he wouldn’t be coming to Raw for the next couple of weeks. “I’m so sorry, Cesaro, let me know if there’s anything I can do.” “Just give me a little wave tonight.” You laughed and agreed. Before you hung up with him, you had to give him a heads up about what you were doing tonight, “I’m telling him that I’m done tonight.” There was a few seconds of silence from the other side. “Is there someone else there that can be out there with you?” “I’ll be fine.” “I’m serious, Y/n. I don’t care who. Is Seth there? I know Dean isn’t.” You had also heard Dean was trying to get cleared of his concussion and wouldn’t be there tonight, but Seth had disappeared. Not that y’all texted or called each other constantly, but you thought you would have heard something by now. “I haven’t heard anything from Seth. I’ll try, but I’m not making promises.” He reluctantly took that answer, knowing you would do what you wanted. And there you stood, alone, watching Sheamus on the monitor, getting ready to walk through the curtains next to you. Your heart grew heavy with nerves. He seemed to be in a pretty bad mood. You were about a minute away from your entrance and you heard someone call your name. “Y/n.” You turned around to see Seth, wearing his black zip up hoodie and a new brace on his knee. You gave him a soft smile, “Hey, Seth. How’s your knee?” “It’s fine. Just need to rest it.” He said as you walked towards him, giving him a hug. He felt you wince as his arm wrapped around your waist, immediately letting go when you did. You saw the concern in his face, “It’s fine. Just sore.” “You have 45 seconds, Y/n.” The stage manager called to you. Seth looked at the screen, then back to you, “What are you going to do?” “I’m telling him that I’m not his manager anymore.” “Uh, you think that’s a good idea tonight?” You let out a little laugh, “You and Cesaro need to trust me a little more.” “It’s not you we don’t trust, it’s him. Especially after last week.” You placed a hand on his arm, “I can handle him.” “15 seconds, Y/n” You moved towards the curtain, but Seth caught your arm, “Do you want to ride with me tonight, maybe get some dinner?” Just as he finished his question, your music hit. You nodded a yes to him, before walking out. Sheamus is a large man, but you weren’t intimidated. You did exactly what you meant to do. Cut to the chase and let him know that you were done. “What? Why?” He practically yelled. “You’re out of control, self-centered, and childish.” You didn’t want this to drag out more, so you turned to walk away, but he wasn’t done. He grabbed your arm and forced you back to him. The pain burned into your stomach. “I didn’t know ye wanted to be me girlfriend and control me. Is that what this is about? You need a good lay?” You couldn’t believe the words came out of his mouth, but before you could react Seth came out. “If you don’t take your hand’s off of her, I’ll rip the dumbass mohawk out of you scalp.” Sheamus went to give him a comeback, but you plucked the mic right out of his hand. “What in the hell did you just say to me?” Sheamus went to get his mic back, but you tossed it out of the ring. “No one wants to hear you talk. I am your manager. It is my job to keep you on track and in line, but you’re impossible to work with. That’s why I chose to drop your snowball ass. They couldn’t pay me enough to be your girlfriend. Hell, they couldn’t give me enough money to be your manager.” You threw your mic at his face to finish you statement, gave Cesaro a little wave, and walked out. Seth laughed along with the audience and the two of you left Sheamus in the ring.

Dean - The next week you and Dean were sitting in front of a monitor watching the kickoff of Raw. The two of you were schedule for something towards the end of the show, but neither of you knew what it was. You had your head on his shoulder and you could feel him looking around every few seconds. It was starting to get irritating. “What are you looking for?” You asked. “Miz” He answered. You rolled your eyes, “You gonna throw the monitor at him or something?” “I was thinking the chair, but the monitor would be better. Good idea, babe.” You laughed, “I was not being serious, and I’m worried you were.” He wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him, “You know me too well.” “We’ll get him back. He’s probably avoiding us at all costs.” Dean hummed in agreement. About that time Kurt’s music hit and the two of you watched him walk down the ramp and into the ring. “He’s always got the two idiots with him, so we’ll have to figure out how to get him alone.” You nodded, “We should probably do it backstage...” Before you could finish your thought, something Kurt said caught your attention. Kurt said, “I want to address the actions of Miz last week. What he did to Y/n just didn’t sit well with me, so I’ve decided to do something about it.” You sat up and looked at Dean. Kurt continued, “I want to give Y/n and Dean an opportunity to get even. So, later on tonight, it will be The Miz versus Dean Ambrose and Y/n in a handicap match.” The crowd roared and the two of you got excited. “Oh, and one more thing...” Kurt added, “Bo Dallas and Curtis Axel are banned from ringside.” You looked at Dean, “Well, that took care of that problem.” He let out a laugh, “This is going to be so much fun.” Miz didn’t quite feel the same way. You even caught him begging Kurt to reconsider. Dean and you went to the ring first and you laughed as he danced around unable to contain his excitement. The second Miz’s music hit, Dean froze center-ring, beaming as Miz slowly walked to the ring. Dean waltzed over to you, cupped your face, and kissed your forehead. “I got this babe.” His gravelly voice was full of joy, and you kissed his cheek. “At least let me get a few good hits in.” He nodded as you ducked onto the apron. It was all over the moment the bell rang.

Samoa Joe - The doctors checked you out and cleared you to continue in NXT the very next week. There was a tiny cut just above your right eyebrow and a bit of a bruise that formed after the headache subsided, but you were fine. You were currently fixing your hair in the mirror before heading out to the ring with Joe for his match. “It’s healing fast.” A smile cut across your face and you turned to find Joe with his towel wrapped around his neck. “It was tiny, so of course it’s going to heal fast.” You fixed the towel on his chest, and he took your hands in his. “It could’ve been much worse. Don’t do that again, alright?” You let out a deep sigh, “I’ve been wrestling since high school. I can take a hit.” you walked passed him towards the guerrilla, “I’m not made of porcelain.”  He followed you, “I know you’re tough, but I still can’t stand seeing you hurt because of me.” Your head flipped around, “This...” you pointed towards your head, “was because of Kevin, not you.” “Ah, speaking of Kevin, I’m scheduled to do something at the end of the show tonight. I can’t leave early.” He caught up to you, lacing his fingers with yours. You looked up to him, “You jumping Kevin tonight?” Joe smirked, “Tonight. Next week. The following weeks. Kevin has entered a mental and physical hell.” And that’s exactly what happened. For the next couple weeks Joe attacked Kevin either before, during, or after Kevin’s matches. It made Kevin so paranoid, and it was hilarious to see him so jittery. Kevin finally took things into his own hands one night while you were addressing the crowd by yourself. You were shocked when his music hit and you giggled as he cautiously made his way to the ring. He used the same caution getting into the ring and coming towards you.”I’m so sorry for hitting you. Please make him stop. I didn’t mean it, it was an accident. Just, please, I’m sorry. Tell him to stop.” Kevin’s words came out jumbled and rushed and you started to feel a little sorry for him. Before you could say anything, Joe came out and Kevin scrambled to get behind you. “I apologized! Tell him I apologized.” You put your hand up, stopping Joe at the top of the ramp, “Ok, let’s just calm down. Let’s just breathe a minute.This has gone on a little long, and he did apologize, Joe. I think he’s learned his lesson.” Joe shook his head. You continued, “Besides...” You turned to Kevin, “I’m sure Kevin wants to be at his best when he defends his title against Joe next week.” You let the mic slip out of your hand as Kevin stared at you dumbfounded. He starting yelling no’s as you got out of the ring and headed up the ramp to Joe.

Finn - His chest was heaving against you as he carried you to the trainers room. “Finn...I can walk.” You spoke out, but he just ignored you. You had been hurt worse before but you had never seen such a lack of remorse from the culprit afterwards. Elias had laughed after he hurt you and that pissed you off. You were still no where near as pissed off as Finn was at the moment. It was rare for him to get so angry that he couldn’t speak. He finally put you down when y’all got the the trainers door. Still silent, he held the door open for you and you could feel the heat radiating from his body as you passed through. He stayed out of the way as they began to tend to your arm. As they stitched up the cut, there was talk of possibly going to get it x-rayed to check for a broken bone, but you shut it down. You knew Finn would want you to get it checked, but he was still simmering by the door and you looked at him while you explained your reasons. You knew what a broken bone felt like and what to watch for in the next couple of hours. The medic was tying off the last stitch when you all heard someone throw something against a wall outside. “That was a waste of a guitar.” Your eyes shot up when you heard Elias’ voice down the hall and when you looked to Finn, he was on his way out the door. “Finn!” You called for him, but he was gone. “Shit!” You hopped off the table as the medic was still cleaning up the newly stitched cut. “Are you done? I gotta go, like right now.” You stuttered out, pulling your arm away from him. He quickly gave it one more wipe, “Go. Go. Go.” He let go of your arm and hurried you out the door. Your heart was pounding as you followed what sounded like a war. Just around the corner you found Finn and Elias going at it, but when you went to stop it Karl caught you. “Luke will stop it. Don’t want you hurt again.” You saw Luke standing down the hall observing. “He’s not doing anything.” You held out your hand and looked at Karl. He just shrugged his shoulders, “Eh, I said he will stop. He’s just letting Finn get a few good hits in.” Karl thought it was funny, but you didn’t. You gave him a good side eye. They were starting to attract a crowd, so Luke decided to intervene. “Alright, brother, get off him.” Luke said trying to coax Finn off Elias. He finally was able to get Finn up and was holding him back while Kurt Angle ran down the hall and took care of Elias. You were finally able to get to Finn and you grabbed his elbow pulling him back. The haze in his eyes was clearing up and you kept telling him to calm down. Kurt looked over his shoulder towards y’all, “I’m willing to forget this, if you promise it’s over.” “Of course, it is.” You said to him, but he waited for a nod from Finn. You, Finn, Karl, and Luke were left in the hallway alone. Finn tenderly grabbed your arm and examined the injury while Karl and Luke laughed to themselves. “It’s really not that bad and I seriously don’t think he meant to do it.” You whispered, then tilted your head, “He didn’t care that he did it, but he did mean to hit you.” Finn just shook his head and sighed, “Whether he meant to or not, he hurt you and I couldn’t let it go.” “Can you let it go now?” He up into your eyes and thought about it. He leaned down and softly kissed your shoulder, “Now, I can.”

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Author's note: Yeah, this one got away from me too. Requested by @ohcristimhookedonhavocimsodunne 💙 If you didn't know oVe has taken over our lives. 😂 This one will also have a sequel (who would've known) but after them I promise you'll see some others. Hope you guys like it! 💙

#102. "You hear that? That's the sound of my awesomeness."

Jake Crist

The woman couldn't help but think of leaving as she neared the venue. Her green eyes glanced at the note sitting atop her purse when she parked. Shane had told her that things would be set up, but had given her the note just in case. The first thing she noticed when she got out of the car was someone walking towards her. She couldn't make out the details under the heavy coat, but she was sure it was a man. "Hi." She waved nervously. "You must be the one Shane sent." The man speculated once he reached her. His voice made her eyebrows shoot up. She didn't know why he'd taken her by surprise, but he had. "Sorry to inconvenience you. I let it slip that I'd be in town and Shane insisted that I make a stop here." She was quick to explain, knowing the man probably had better things to do. "It's not a problem. Ya just took me by surprise is all. Didn't expect ya so early." His words made her back up towards the driver door. "I'll just come back later..." She trailed off with another small wave. 

"No! God, that sounded rude. I'm sorry. I just meant that it'll just be us for at least another three hours." He explained, glad that the freezing Ohio winter covered his blush. The woman smiled and nodded. "I'm alright with that if you are. I'm Nova... And you're Jake Crist." She stuck her hand out but he was stuck on her name. "Nova? I'm not even good enough for your real name?" He asked with feigned hurt. It had taken him by surprise that she introduced herself under the name. The woman dramatically rolled her eyes. "I was conceived in the backseat of a Nova and my mom wanted something unique." As if to prove her point she took her id out of her pocket. He couldn't help but laugh when he seen that her name was in fact Nova. "I think it's cool! She definitely succeeded with unique!" Jake exclaimed when she started laughing.  Before she could put her id away he noticed something else. "You're from Columbus?" The blonde asked with a smile. Nova shook her head as she slipped the plastic card in her pocket. "Just where I ended up when I left home." Jake nodded slowly. He could tell it was something she didn't want to discuss.

They agreed to meet in the ring once they got inside and changed. In the meantime he had told Shane that she'd showed up, and even told the guys they had a guest. Shane seemed to think this woman was something special. Jake's head shot up when he heard her nearing. "Your hair..." He muttered softly. Instantly her hand smoothed over the top of her hair. She'd had it tied back and tucked into her hood outside, but now it was in two braids. "Is red and blue? I'm aware." Nova joked as she slid into the ring. The top layers of her hair were dyed bright red while the bottom were vibrant blue. "Shane sent me a clip of the show last week. If you're that good why aren't you booked everywhere?" He blurted. Sure a few seconds weren't enough to truly judge her skills, but they were enough to know she was good. "My ex didn't think women should be in the ring. After about a decade of lies I decided I didn't care what he thought." She explained tensely. "Sorry. That was probably too personal to ask. I really didn't mean to offend you." The blonde apologized after meeting her green eyes. "Fuck him and his stupid ass opinions. I'm just glad that I'm back in the ring." The woman said with a genuine smile. "I have a feeling we're all going to be happy about that."

Over a year later Nova was sitting ringside at the aptly named  Barbed Wire Massacre match. Almost immediately she was gripping Taya's hand and questioning her sanity. "Hey, they've been through worse. These crazy fuckers have been in Tournament of Death, this is... Almost nothing." Taya said in hopes of calming her. Nova knew deep down that she was right, at least about Sami. She'd been by the man's side since they were teenagers. Sami had a decent sense of judgement. Sure he had fireballed Konnan and backed LAX into this match, but he wasn't dumb. He figured this madness was their best shot. She knew that the trio were doing what they had to so they could keep the titles. However that sentiment didn't make watching the match any less brutal. In the end Jake's torso had been completely wrapped in barbed wire, Sami had been beaten with a bat wrapped in barbed wire, and Dave had skewers sticking out of his head. As soon as the ref hit three the two women were rushing backstage. Nova was doing her best to prepare herself for the aftermath of the match. 

By the time the two made it backstage two trainers were just passing by with Dave. Nova could make out the splotches of blood in his brown hair. "I don't care what Thing 2 and the Cat in the Hat are doing. If you don't think I'm forcing them to the trainers too then you're insane." Taya hissed to Dave who was trying to deny the trainer's help. It seemed her words had stuck because he finally let them lead him away. The look on the blonde's face was downright dangerous. "Our best friends are fucking dumbasses, you know? One is wrapped in barbed wire and the other got the snot beat out of him... And they really think they don't need checked out. I'll drag Jake by the fucking barbed wire and Sami by the hair if I have to." She growled, shoving past anyone who was in her way. Nova was right behind her though she was apologizing to everyone they inconvenienced. In the back of her mind the screams of pain that Jake had let out during the match were on replay. She had never dealt with anyone after a hardcore match like this. In reality she didn't know what to expect from any of the men. 

Two pairs of eyes shot to the door when it slammed into the wall. "Told ya." Jake grunted from his spot by the wall. He was doing his best not to cause any more harm to himself. His head was against the wall and his back was awkwardly arched. Sami, who was lying on the floor, blindly flipped him off. All the anger seemed to leave Taya when she seen the pair. Nova was still stood fidgeting in the doorway when the woman knelt in between them. "I'm not going with all this shit." She heard Jake mutter. That shook her from her trance. "You can take Sami and check on Dave. I'll help Jake get free." Immediately Jake turned his face to look at her. "You don't have to do that, supernova. I know that this whole thing kind of threw you off." He told her with a minuscule smile. She knew the nickname was supposed to ease her mind, but it didn't. "Are you going to try to unwrap yourself? Or cut it off by yourself? Both of those sound absolutely idiotic. You begged me to come support you and I did even when I was scared. Let me help you, Jake." Nova stared him in the eyes the whole time, eventually ending up sitting in front of him. When he nodded Taya handed her a pair of wire cutters and heavy duty gloves. 

They decided that cutting the wire in small sections and peeling it away would be the best option. The job had already gone quicker than she expected. The first layers had fallen off without a problem. However the closer to the skin they got the more ensnared the wire became. "Hey, look at me." Jake whispered when he seen her eyebrows furrow. She'd come across three different strands that had woven together. Green eyes met blue when she heard the words. "You're doing great." He complimented before grabbing one of her gloved hands and squeezing it. "You say that now, but wait a few more seconds. The rest of it is all shirt and skin." Her eyes went back to his torso as she clipped a few more bits of wire. Jake did his best to focus on anything else. Except his thoughts were all about various little details about her. It wasn't the first time that he'd noticed any of it. He knew she bit her lip when she was stressed. He knew the small jagged scar behind her ear was from when she was thirteen. It hit him in that moment what his feelings had become. He was utterly in love with the woman in front of him.

Jake was shaken from his thoughts by a stinging pain radiating from his torso. His grunt made her quickly let go of the wire. "You hear that? That's the sound of my awesomeness." The blonde joked to calm her down. She playfully rolled her eyes at his words. "Really? I thought it was the sound of your craziness biting you in the ass." Nova shot back with a smirk of her own. "Two sides of the same coin." He concluded, reaching down to finish pulling the section of wire. He knew that they were finally in the home stretch of things. The woman took his action as a sign to keep going, and started gently puling another strand. Once it was all off of the front of him he started unbuttoning his shirt. "Figured we could peel off the shirt with it and kill two birds with one stone." He explained after he stood up. She knew he was referencing the trainer wanting to see the marks. The shirt came off with few problems. He ended up looking a lot better than she expected. "Thank you, Nova. It means more than you know." He observed as he opened the door. The woman kissed his cheek before she spoke. "You're my best friend, Jake. You helped me when I had no one. This is nothing."

Ten minutes later Jake was lying on a cot in the trainers room. He'd been cleared of anything serious and was told the others had been too. Now all three men were just trying to psyche themselves up to move. Nova could hear Taya muttering something to Sami across the room. Even Krystal had come out of hiding to check on Dave. "You didn't have to do this." Nova whispered as she gently ran her hand over his broken and bruised skin. "I know. Wanted to. Needed to... For my own sanity." He told her just as quietly. His blue eyes tiredly ran over her face for the millionth time. "I'll be fine, supernova." Her eyes went back to his with a small smile. "I know. You're a crazy fucking badass." She replied with a laugh. When she started to pull away Jake's hand shot out. "Promise if you do that for a few more minutes I'll get up." He offered with his best smile. "Kids, there are other people in the room. Save it for the hotel." Dave joked before his laugh turned into a groan. The woman's cheeks were almost as red as her hair but she did as Jake asked. "If you're not careful she'll kick your ass, bro." The blonde warned with a laugh of his own. "Don't worry, Thing 1. I'll wait until you're healed up." Nova shot back after a few seconds. Sami groaned, flicking Taya's arm before he spoke. "You made it a thing. Of all things it had to be that one that stuck!" He whined playfully. 

Jake dozed off the second his head hit the pillow when they made it to the hotel. Nova even had to slip his shoes off before she went to shower. When she opened the bathroom door twenty minutes later she seen him blinking in the dim light. "Didn't mean to wake you." She apologized. The man shook his head before he gently moved to face her bed. "You know I don't sleep this early." He pointed out with a chuckle. "I figured tonight would be a special occasion. It's not every day one of your best friends has to cut you out of barbed wire." She could see the pained look in his face when he heard her words. She knew she'd worded it wrong. "Jake, no." She said as she moved to sit on his bed. Nova grabbed his hand before he could speak. "They only won because Konnan stuck your brother in the head with Skewers. You guys had that match won." He already knew that arguing would be pointless. Without thinking she picked his hand up and kissed his palm. Once she realised what she'd done her cheeks went bright red, hands quickly covering her face. "Oh my god. That was weird. I'm so sorry." She repeated a few times. Suddenly he was leaning up on his elbows and pulling her hands away. "It's okay." Jake mumbled quietly. Slowly Nova lowered her hands and looked into his blue eyes. The woman suddenly became acutely aware of the inches separating them. She didn't know who started leaning but soon enough she could feel his breath on her face. That's when there was a knock on the door, causing her to jump back. "Brought you guys some burgers." Taya said in a singsong voice. "I've got it." Nova mumbled before jumping up.