Moped Series

Title: The moped of my dreams
Author: Angelface
Disclaimer: I don't own them; VinnieMac does. They didn't do this ...at least I don't think so. I'm not making profit.
Rating: PG 13
Content: m/m, disturbing imagery
Summary: Matt finally gets his goodnight-sleep... or not? >;D

Notes: This follows up to "I'm in love and have a new moped".

Notes#2: There's no moped in the fic. Not even implied. The title really fitted... before *they* got there hands on it.

C&C appreciated

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The sweet scent of roses, the golden light that fills the room, created by hundreds of candles placed everywhere. This is so fantastic. And there she is. My love. My dear princess. My everything. Lita.

Dressed in a white lacenightie she lies on the bed and smiles at me. That smile. Sweeter and more precious than anything else in the world. Slowly she gets up picking up a rose and playing with it.

"oh.. look at that ...you hurt your hand" She looks at her hand and notices the small red trail running down her thumb. Before she can do anything herself I gently take her hand, close my eyes and lick the crimson liquid from her thumb.

Our eyes lock and she softly caresses my cheek. "oh Matt... " Jesus, she's so gorgeous. Pulling my head towards hers she closes her eyes and starts kissi...

DASH!!!!!!!!!!!

"HEY! Don't smash the door, you'll wake Matty!" I hear my brother yell.

"I DID smash it. What you're gonna do?" the playful voice of the Undertaker yells back.

No. God no. Why me? Didn't they do enough to me already? I open my eyes slowly only to see my brother opening the door again and running after him. "I'm gonna show you"

"really?"

Now he runs back in, shortly followed by Taker who closes the door *behind* him. Great. It's been a week since I had the same room with Jeffy. I *almost* got used to sleep again.

Slowly my living hell crushes down on me and I'm conscious of the mess my life has become as the last remains of my *own* dream fade away like a ghost of long forgotten times.

Pretty poetic today Matty, huh? - Ahhhh, shut up!

Did I mention that it's 4.30 am??

Completely oblivious to my present and/or state of mind the two start kissing. Meanwhile approaching Jeffy's bed they manage to make more noise than I *ever* thought it was possible.

I close my eyes and cuddle my pillow hoping that this will be over very, very soon.

"Hey, stop Jeff" hm?

"Why babe?" ...uh, *please* spare me that

"What if we really wake Matt?" YEAH! GOOD QUESTION!!!

"We won't" ahhh... *REALLY*??? "He's sleeping like a dead." Matter-of-fact.

"Must be in the family" ... thz... he, he

"Say..." what?

"If that's in the family does he also talk in his sleep?" Undertaker's voice is far more curious than I could like.

"um... well... " huh? Jeffy's unsure what to answer "and if... what makes you think that I won't take you somewhere else if he starts to... I mean we'd be interrupting his privacy...." A wave of guilt washes over me. But I really, really, really didn't have a choice, right?

I-I-I mean, he was loud enough to wake *Austin*, and hell, Austin once got the room next to DX because he was the only one who they didn't wake up... I was told. What could I do??? Hunter as well as Austin didn't leave me a choice...

"So does he?"

Silence.

Jeffy starts some kind of weird laughter. "Yes, by *god* he does, hahahahehehahahe..." um... um hum... wait a minute... um

"It's so cool he always mumbles in his sleep. Damn, that was so great when we were kids. I still remember one time when he was about 7. He peed in his bed from time to time back then... hahahaha... this is so great" don't go there *Jeffrey*. Just. Don't. 'k?

"and he always got one hell of a dressing-down, because he was a bad example for me or something...hehehe... y'know?" Please, somebody tell me that this is *not* happening...

"one night I woke up and heard him. Ok, I was pretty young also but I'll *never* forget this. He lay in his bed, trembling slightly, stuttering: 'mustn't pee while sleeping.... mustn't pee while sleeping' ..and guess what happened in that very moment?!"

There's a split second of silence until both break out into hysterical laughter. Oh yes. This is O - SO - FUNNY, HA, HA. Not only that I am really awake now but furthermore the last remains of my good mood - of which I didn't even know that I was in - left. Jeffrey I'm gonna get you back for this. I *swear*.

And I already got an idea. I wait patiently for them to stop their pathetic giggling. When they're finally done I start mumbling. First I start with some incoherent sounds.

"Listen, he's doing it"

Good. Now I got their attention.

"Must get sleep. Won't let people disturb my sleep any more. Must sleep. Must. Won't let people do this to me anymore" I mumble just loudly and clearly enough for them to understand. I actually feel better. The two are silent. For once. Ahhhh this feels good.

"He really looked a bit out of it lately... " Undertaker muses.

"God only knows what Hunter's doing with him in the middle of the night that keeps him awake" ye.... HEY! This is *NOT* what I wanted! You gotta be sorry for me and leave...

The two burst out laughing - again. Jeff has the heart to suppress it just long enough to gasp out:
"And it's soooooooooooooo cute how he tries to hide it"

They are laughing harder. Damn. They are not supposed to make fun of me. That's mean.

Hmm. Well, I'll give it another try:

"No more rumors. Ain't true. Ain't funny. No more Hunter-rumors. Lita. Must get Lita back. No more bad rumors ...please" I say a bit louder for them to hear in the saddest voice I can manage, being as pissed as I am.

Silence. A good sign? Damn people say something, I wanna know if this works.

"Um... Jeffy ...baby are you sure he's together with Hunter?"

"Well I was..." Brilliant! This really worked. Considering how fast the rumor spread that I was, tomorrow night *nobody* will even be *close* to thinking that I ever was. Geez, I could sing and dance right now.

Knock. Knock.

Oh-oh.

"Who could that be?" Taker asks. Please let it be anybody but *him*. Please, please just this time only. Let it be some pizza-boy... or ..or ..whatever but not *him*.

I hear footsteps. Heavy footsteps. Must be Taker. The door slowly opens. Silence. Complete silence. Please. Not. Him.

Other footsteps. They are a bit lighter than Takers. I feel weight settle on the bed. No. Please. Not. I'm not gonna accept it and therefore it won't be the truth. Oh damn no, *no*, *NO*!

Cool air touches my back as the blanket is lifted. But not for long. Soon after I feel something warm pressed against my back. Better: somebody. No, no. No. No. No, no, no, no, no. There is no evidence that it's really him. It could be anybody. It *must* be anybody but him.

Far to familiar arms close around my waist and Hunter yells at Taker: "Are you going to turn off the light any time soon?!?"

More silence. The lights are not off yet.

Why didn't they just kill me?

This is so embarrassing. Why me? WHY ME? I can't recall *ever* doing something to deserve this. No. NEVER! I'd rather be dead than being here right now.

"You two were loud enough to wake me in the first place, don't you think you owe me some sleep beside sweet Matty?" ...sweet WHAT?!?

Obviously none of them dares to question the irrational statement because in a matter of seconds the lights are off and I hear quick footsteps. Jeffy's bed squirms a bit under Taker's weight but after some tossing and turning there is silence.

Silently but still loud enough for them to hear Hunter breathes a sweet "goodnight" in my ear. And earns a little but soon silenced giggle from my baby brother.

I want to scream, I want to run as fast as I can and NEVER come back. But nothing happens. My breath fastens and my heartbeat is at estimated 500 miles per hour. Both a strong contrast to Hunters even breathing and his steady heartbeat against my back.

Silence. My condition doesn't improve. And still: perfect silence.

Time passes and I still can't do anything. I can't move I can't talk. I cannot even think.

At least twenty minutes must have passed and I hear Jeffy silently mumbling god knows what into his pillow. They are asleep. What about Hunter? This would be the perfect time to try to escape but DAMN I still can't move a muscle.

"Damn you're tense. Can't you relax just a bit for me, baby?" a low voice whispers in my ear. BABY??? I wanna scream at him. Wanna hurt him. BADLY. I *HAD* them! I really had the chance to get my life back... the way I want it. No more sleepless nights... unless I'm sharing them with Lita... yes! That's what I want.

I have to remember the last time. It was this one night when Jeffy didn't come home. About 4 am I heard the knock. I opened and told him Jeff was out. He said: "What a pity. Um, can I stay anyway... watch some TV or something?" I didn't know what to think about it. Anyway I let him in, he took a beer from the fridge, settled in front of the TV and turned off the sound.

Next thing I know is Jeffy waking me. I almost fell out of the bed. And Huntsy was leaning over me. How did he get there?

Finally I can put some words together:

"Why are you here?"

"Because you let me"

Silence.

"...um ...and because Test threw me out about an hour ago"

More silence.

"...ah, well and because..."

"*please* I don't *want* to know"

"ok"

"will you get out if I ask you?"

"Sure."

"Will you come back?"

"Sure. Actually I needed to pee for quite a while now, but I didn't want to leave you alone... well, I'll be back in a sec, k?"

...

Exit Hunter.

Soon he comes back and takes his previous spot.

How was that again? "If you can't change it you might as well accept it"

...

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