What you don't know two

WWE is not mine!!!


Ok, first of anything, this is NOT a sequel of the Matt/Kane story I wrote, this is a totally different story, the deal is that I decided to make this 'what you don't know' a series of stories involving WWE superstars, showing my way of seing the things that should happen out of the show... As you know I followed the show's storyline in the first part, and will try to keep on doing that in the other parts of the series, if the storyline doesn't brake too very much apart from the fictional thing, that is.


Beautiful. Strong. Powerful. Intimidating. Perfect. Every inch of him was intoxicating.

Dave couldn't help but stare, lost in a twist of hot desire, admiration and fright at the man which he had come to love from away as he wrestled out the evening's victim. So powerfully he had defeated his opponent, the match had only lasted two minutes, and all lights in the ring had gone out as the Undertaker kneeled and made his victory reverence. Dave stared at the monitor infront of him, looking as the man he had dreamed about every night in last two months rolled his eyes up and did that sitck his tongue out thing, to anyone else those gestures might look frightening or cool, but to him they looked down right arousing: he could only imagine that long, slick tongue over his body, caressing every inch of his skin, taking over his mouth, the cool hands hot over him, those eyes icy blue eyes rolling up a he came inside of him.... To him every dark, intimidating part of the Undertaker was delicious.

He was about to turn off the TV to get ready for his match when Randy Orton and his father attacked his love from his back, attacking him mercilessly for the few next minutes, then ending the treatment with the RKO, he had to put all of his strength into not running out the stage to brake the Orton pair in two, but he had to put some control into himself, for he knew that if he did that he would have to make some explanation to the Undertaker, and that meant having him close for a while, and he didn't know if he could remain close to the older man for long without losing control of himself.... Then he would have to explain himself to Orton, not that it was too hard, but still...

He remained looking at the monitor, seing how Randy celebrated his 'victory', and then Randy turned... to meet the Undertaker face to face, then somehow, with his father's help, he managed to get away. The Undertaker remained at the ring, looking mad and scary... and unbearably hot, glaring down at the Orton pair... Batista could feel his pants becoming tight at the sight... great, now he needed a cold shower.

He waved Rey good night and came into his locker room aftet his match was over... to find it a total mess, Randy Orton standing in the middle of the disaster, looking as if he had been told he had been cheated out of a tittle. Dave closed the door behind him, and stood silently by it, gathering up his strengths for the long night he knew would come. Randy and him had remained as friends even during Orton's deceiving of Evolution, and though they didn't show it on cammeras, they were quiet close friends.... but this was, by far, something Dave didn't want him to share with him, for he knew it would ensure him at least two night without sleep.

"Motherfucking bastard!!!!" Randy blew up at the sight of his friend, and Dave could only sigh at the explosion, knowing ahead of time he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. "I mean, how can someone be so damn stupid?!?!" Dave took a deep breath, usually he would wait out for his friend to calm down, but tonight he really wasn't in the mood for Randy's self-centereness.

"Maybe he's not stupid, maybe he just doesn't like you" he softly said with a careless shrug. Randy looked at him, disbelieve written all over his handsome face, and Dave knew his words had been a foul mistake, for he could see that now he had to deal with Randy's anger towards him AND his usual predicment.

"Doesn't like me??" Randy repeated, truly not believing in him. "How could somebody not like me?? Look at me, damn it!! I'm fucking perfect!! Up to every inch of my body, how can anybody not like me, Dave?!?!" Dave wisely decided to keep his thoughts to himself, it wouldn't help if he told Randy he wasn't talking about looks, on the contraire it would make things worst, for then he would have to let out a recipee on how he should act.

"I don't like you" Dave said instead. Randy snorted.

"You're an insane freak, Dave" Randy said with a laugh, looking at his friend almost lovingly as Dave nodded his agreement, the bigger man always seemed to say the right thing, the one thing he needed to forget about his problems for a while, Dave was the only one capable of making him honeslt and cheerfully laugh while he was angry.

He smiled, walking up to Dave, and much to the Animal's surprise, Randy hugged him, tight and deep, and Dave knew this had to be one of the most sincere hugs Randy Orton had ever given in his life. He answered it just as fondly. "Thanks, man...." He heard Randy say, and his heart constricted at the emotion and truth he heard in those two words.

"For what??" Dave said, really thinking he hadn't done anything to deserve his thanks, or the hug.

"For what??" Randy repeated, laughing, as he moved back a little, not braking the lock but to stare at him. "For always being here, that why... for listening to me, you're always willing to suffer throught my fits, and sit and talk to me... Dave, you're the best friend I've ever had... Hell, you gotta be the best friend anyone could ever have!!" Randy smiled, and not that cocky smile he always showed, but a real, sincere smile... Dave had to bit back the urge to cry and confess. "I don't know what I'd do without you sticking by my side like you always do..."

"Randy, I--"

"I love you, man... thanks" and, Randy held the back of his face and pushed him towards him as he moved forward, and sealed their lips together in a light kiss.

It only lasted for something around three seconds, before Randy moved back, and apologized for the mess, proceeding to start organizing the locker room with Dave's help, speaking and joking animatedly, the occasional sexual joke or touch going on as they did their job. They had a very oppened friendship, ever since they both joined Evolution, they never minded the dirty touch or joke bettween them -much to Ric Flair and Triple H's amusement-, and could pretty much talk about anything as long as Randy didn't have a problem, because the man was so self-centered he wouldn't put any attention to anything but himself. They had at some point of their friendship tried to hit it off as a couple, and they had even had sex a few times, but they had inmediately decided they just didn't work together as a couple -much to the Game and the Nature boy's disappoinment, they both thought they were soul mates based on the way they got along-, not to mention the fact that though Randy was a hundred and ten percent into Dave, Batista wasn't very much into him in a sexual way, even if Randy was awesome when it came to sex, Dave felt he didn't fill up all his expectations.

After getting showered and changed -and Dave having to kick Randy out of the bathroom twice after soaping his back- they moved out of the coliseum Smackdown was held, both in the car Dave had rented as Randy wanted to scape his overly exasperating, obnoxious father.

The road was quiet, and both friends spoke friendly about pretty much anything that came to mind, and at some point Dave formed up the hope that he might as well be able to sleep some time around wednesday, when Randy's 'you're my best friend' moment ceased to torment him, when Randy dashed his hopes with his words:

"I love him, Dave..." Randy had said, and saw how other than shock, he couldn't register any other reaction from his friend.

"What??" Was all Batista said, trying with all his power not to look as devastated as he felt.

"I love him... it's sickening, really... I only thought he was weird and cool, and wondered how fucking him would be, and when I did, I ended up loving him... He told me he didn't want nothing serious with no one right before our first time, you know?? I knew it all the while, hell I was glad when he said that, I didn't want anything serious with him either and still, I fell for him" Dave remained silent, half his mind listening to him and the other half resisting the urge to start crying in frustration. "He's so different from what you see on the show" That certainly caught Dave's attention, Randy had never spoke to him about his short affair with 'him'. "He's is so much different, the man's got an art for everything he does... all the while from talking and joking around, to sex and relationships... I fell so damn hard"

Dave stopped the car, to look at Randy, was he crying?? Oh god, he was. Silently, but he was... Dave reached out, taking Randy into his strong arms, and the other wrestler broke down for real, sobbing and crying out his pain on his best friend's strong chest, hanging on to him as if his life depended on it. Dave didn't say anything, one because he didn't know what to say, and two because more than Randy he needed some damn soothing himself.

"Dave??" Randy sobbed out.

"Don't talk, Randy... just let it all go, ok??" Dave said, not really believing his words, for there was no letting go on his side. He felt Randy shaking his head against his shirt.

"Please... I... I don't wanna be alone tonight... Please" sob. "let me stay with you..."

"Sure, man... you can stay as long as you want, you know that" Dave was surprised on how strong he sounded, much more than he actually felt.

"Thanx, Dave..." Randy broke down again, getting a tighter grip around Dave. "Thank you so much..." Dave could only look up and pray to God to please help him out on this one, he really needed more strenght and will that which he had to carry on like this.

Randy had calmed down a few minutes later, and they had continued their way to the Smackdown hotel, both of them in silence, the same way they reached Dave's large, stilish and comfortable room, changed and went to bed, both of them together, Randy letting go of his great pride to look weak enough to rest his head on Dave's chest, said man holding him soothingly against him, but neither fell sleep, Randy thinking of the pain his not reciprocated love brought him, while Dave looked back at how things had gotten where they were right now:

First, they had been drafted to the Smackdown brand, and his admiration and respect for the Undertaker grew deeper with the chance of seing him everyday, along the chance of actually speaking to the guy whenever the rare opportunity showed it self, growing into a great fascination over him, and during that time Randy had become involved with someone he didn't want to tell Dave who he was, and he had been happy for Randy, he looked so happy and excited, meanwhile his fascination had somehow turned to love and lust, and just when he had gathered the courage to tell his feelings to the dark man, Randy had burst into his room in near tears, raging at everything, yelling about the injustice he had been put through, and when Dave finally asked him what had happened to him, he yelled out the words that had him froze and frustrated dead on his tracks:

'He left me, Dave!! The Underaker left me!!'

'The Undertaker??' Dave doubtfully asked.

'Yes, he's the one I've been with this past month, and then he just told me to leave, with no reason or excuse, or nothing, he just dumped me off like garbage!!' Dave sat down, and while Randy thought he had yet to come out of the shock, Dave was tearing bettween his feelings for the Undertaker and his feelings for his best friend, and looking at Randy wounded and in pain only helped him to understand he couldn't just forget about his friendship just to got after the Undertaker, it would ruin his strong friendship with his very best friend. And as Randy kept on his wonded rage, Dave felt himself being torn in the inside.

"I hate him..." Randy's voice broke his thoughts, and Dave could feel little drops slowly falling over his chest, Randy seemed to want to dry himself in tears. "I hate him for not loving me" Randy snuggled closer to Dave, who could only half listen to his friend, half his head focused on the pain within his chest. "I'll kill him..." Dave sat up, making Randy sat up as well, and even if filled with tears he could see the rage and determination raging within them. "And anyone he might fall for... I'd rather see him dead than with someone else..."

And then he settled back on Dave's chest, cuddling up to him, hugging him tightly... He never saw the look on Dave's face after his revelation, or knew how very much shoke he was by his statement, how his words had torn him in the inside... or even how he didn't sleep for the next two nights.


B(Batista): Oh, my god, she's trying to kill me...

R(Randy): Fuck you dying, she made me an obsessive psycopath!!

U(Undertaker): Excuseme me, but... the girl made the... apple of chaos, you might say, and still I got no word on this fic... does this sound logical to you??

Ck: You played your part, be glad with it. You're direct intermission in this fic will come later.

U: Thank you... I'm glad.

R: Other that, this first chapter was...

B: Intense: the love and hatred and deep feelings going on in it... and it's only the first chapter!! I can't even imagine what you'll come up with next!!

Ck: i'm working on it as we speak...

R: Wait, wait, wait.... you got no idea where this fic is going?!?!?! What happened to that C&S(character and summary) thing you do before starting a fic??

Ck: Well, this chapter just came out of me, I had nothing to do and a lot of time to waste, I really don't know where half the shit I wrote came from...

U: You do know that is not a healthy way to start a fic, right??

Ck *scratching her head*: Well, that's exactly how most my fic are formed... without me planning them or knowing where they came from... I just turn the PC on and let my fingers do their magic.

*U, B n' R just stare*

B: Well, you better make those fingers work cause I ain't gonna stay in that emotional torn state you left me up there!!

Ck: You demand something else from me when it comes to my fics and I'll pair you up with the boogie man, you hear??

B: On the other hand, you're the author, you always know what's best....

Ck: Glad we came to that understadment... anyone else got a problem with this fic??

U: No!!

R: Not at all....

Ck: Good...

B*mumbling*: talk about having a bad temper...

U*mumbling too*: This is a violation to free speech rights...

Ck: What's that you two are mumbling about?? *Suddenly, Boogie man pops outta nowhere*

U: Nothing, just... praying so that your muse would get you in the best of all tracks. *Stare at the Boogie man and Ck's evil smirk frightenly* Please save her from harmful thoughts....


Jajaja.... who said you can't control the strong and powerful, all it takes its a little... inspiration... the same way I should control you to follow this fic and review every damn chapter!!!!!! JAJAJAJA!!!!!!!!!!!!!


U:Yeap. She lost it.

B: Totally...

R: If that's with us, imagine how her relationships are..... *all three wrestlers grimace*

B: I sure as hell wouldn't like to be her boyfriend...

U: ditto

R: Same here