Shawn Michaels

sighs

Mon, 26 May 2008 01:52:29 GMT

We used to be partners in crime. Used to be are the key words, but since you've gone back to your wife outside the community. Now I guess this is good a time as any to say goodbye to you. Don't call. I won't be around to answer. Don't respond either, because I won't be available for you to talk to. I guess me loving you and the promises we made to one another weren't enough. So here's where I take my journal and my life and leave. Don't worry, I'll never ask for another promise from you or anyone else there for as long as I still have breath.

Partners in crime? I used to think so. Now, we're no longer partners.. in anything.

Goodbye!

~Shawnie

Sat, 08 Mar 2008 17:13:40 GMT

"In creating this journal, the author has assumed another person's identity for the sole purpose of entertainment, without intending to obtain a benefit or to of injuring or defrauding either the person whose identity the author has assumed, nor any reader of this content."

Posted as Shawn's thoughts....

Sat, 16 Jun 2007 04:42:15 GMT

Haiku² for wwe_hbk
tell me he just kept repeating it over and over again there
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Created by Grahame

Semi Private Entry

Tue, 30 May 2006 15:42:43 GMT

I groan at the thought of my knee surgery and having to go through that all over again. Blasted Spirit Squad! However I am happy that Hunter took all their asses out lastnight on Raw. I thought of how good it would've been if I had been there. I'd have come to the ring with Sledgie to defend him the way he did me, but after seeing him grab his good ole friend, the Spirit Squad took enroute over the ropes, not to mention Hunter's ability to clear the ring at any given moment. I'm proud of him. Not only because he defended my honor, but because he's willing to take the brunt of Vince's power for me and that opened my eyes. His love for me shone through his glare at Vince lastnight. I had to laugh though when Vince demanded that Hunter join the "kiss my ass club" as the thought of Shane's face being rubbed there instead of mine. How comical it will be to see what Hunter has up his sleeve. God, I love that man. He's my life.

Now on to other things, I glanced at my calendar and remembered it being Brian's birthday yesterday. I missed it again and he's probably wondering if I've forgotten about him. Although I had been angry for a while, it has subsided. Maybe due to the fact that Matt is here with us, I haven't a clue. So I will swallow my pride along with my unforgiveness and wish him a Happy Birthday.

I'm sorry for not remembering your birthday yesterday. I've had a number of things on my mind lately. I wonder where you are and if you're alright and I pray you see this message. I am only a phonecall or a text away if you'd like to talk.

I love you, son.

-~~Shawn~~ Dad

Sat, 20 May 2006 20:32:26 GMT

Umm.. *smirk* you trying to tell me something here?

A step up???

Thu, 09 Feb 2006 04:56:50 GMT

ROB VAN DAM HOPING FOR PUSH

Rob Van Dam is openly fearing that he won't get a better push now than he did prevously in WWE. He expressed those thoughts in a recent WWE Magazine interview. He went into detail in an interview in the
Long Bach Press-Telegram.

"I had to fight with them for everything," he says about his previous WWE stint. "Hopefully, it will be different now. As far as merchandising goes, they're supposed to have my new t-shirt available at the Royal Rumble and I'll be on the cover of the new Raw magazine. I think I showed them something with my interview at the ECW pay-per-view (June 12, 2005), (so) now maybe they have more confidence in my ability behind the microphone."

Regarding whom he'd like to wrestle, he brought up Shawn Michaels: "Long term, I wanna go after HBK... A lot of my friends had mentioned that they'd like to see me in the ring with him, but I wasn't really feeling it. But, I ended up ordering Summerslam in August and watched Shawn Michaels wrestling Hulk Hogan, I changed my views. I saw two very skilled guys have a great match and bring out the best in each other. I feel like I could bring that out again in HBK."

That's a bit interesting RVD. But do you honestly think that you taking ME on in the ring will give you a "step up" in the business? *snorts* Oh wait, I almost forgot who I was talking about. *smirk*

~Private Entry~

Tue, 07 Feb 2006 14:03:32 GMT

I sat and stared at her post for hours after Hunter went to bed. She really is pregnant. A son. Oh God! My thoughts click back to the conversation Hunter and I had backstage weeks ago when I first learned of her pregnancy. What if it actually is Paul's baby? She pulled this several months earlier and it turned out they shared a child..Angel Christine, who God had taken to live with Him for reasons which are unknown by man. Only God knows why, but now I'm faced with this. A son, a son she claims is his. I close my eyes and swallow hard before reluctantly x'ing out of the page, yet I can't bring myself up off the couch and that is where I stayed the whole night.

Let's talk about ...what?

Mon, 06 Feb 2006 14:31:21 GMT

There are some people backstage who are upset at Triple H because he was pushing for Edge to lose the title to Cena at Royal Rumble to line himself up for a title match with Cena at WrestleMania. Many people thought that Edge was doing very well as champion and had managed to get himself over with the fans.

Hunter deserves it!

Heartbreak Kid turns life around

Sun, 29 Jan 2006 09:21:27 GMT

BY SCOTT FISHMAN For The Miami Herald

After more than 20 years in the business, the Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels is at his most gratifying time of his personal and professional life.

The born-again Christian is enjoying his family while continuing to steal the show at every WWE event around the world.

However, as illustrated in Heartbreak & Triumph: the Shawn Michaels Story, for this legendary performer happiness didn't come easy.

''I'm very proud of the book,'' said Michaels, whose career is lined with as much controversy as your everyday rapper or grunge rocker.

``It's a good book. If it touches one person out there, it would have done its job because that is the reason I did it. It wasn't about making money. It wasn't about having a highly advertised book or doing anything on the New York Times best sellers list.

``I wanted to tell my story because I know that there are people out there who think they are the only ones who struggle, and I want to let them know that they aren't the only ones.''

The book was released in November with virtually no promotion. However, the compelling story of a 12-year-old boy from San Antonio realizing his dream of becoming WWE champion still managed to garner a respectable amount of interest.

''It was released during a time when we were doing a bunch of international shows,'' said Michaels. ``To my understanding it came out during the holidays, but we were doing a lot of international tours then, which didn't allow me to do a lot of publicity for it.

``I've been with this company for a long time, and I don't really have anything to complain about, but it was sort of ironic that every other book gets a ton of publicity when it comes out, and this one didn't, but I really didn't have the time to publicize it.

``So what we really did was do a couple of commercials on Raw, and that was about it. From a company standpoint, a lot of times they feel if you throw a name like Shawn Michaels on there and WWE, that would be enough. That might be true for my wrestling matches, but I don't know if that's true for the book.''

For the project the superstar collaborated with Aaron Feigenbaum. The process helped Michaels reflect at the good and bad benchmarks of his life and career.

''I ended up flying Aaron down to San Antonio and had him stay in my guesthouse for quite some time,'' said Michaels. ``He and I met together on a daily basis just telling stories. He asked a lot of questions. We just talked, and he took a lot of notes.

``I can't say it was therapeutic, but it was nice to remember everything because there were a multitude of things I had forgotten about and a multitude of stories that were out there that I wasn't aware were out
there.

``He had a lot of information about me and my career that wasn't accurate. It was a new process, and I enjoyed it. As you're going through it, you just think this is my life, and you've become desensitized to all the things that have gone on in the last 21 years. It was just sort of realizing I've come a long way.''

Michaels, 40, is not the same person who trained under Mexican wrestling legend Jose Lothario or the youngster who became a Midnight Rocker with Marty Jannetty in the American Wrestling Association (AWA) during the 1980s. Now, he is more concerned with providing an enriching life for his family than winning any championships.

''One of the things that I think has changed the most is I feel more that this is my job,'' said Michaels. ``I still enjoy it, but nothing about my job identifies me as who I am. It's really
just my job, and what I do. I have the ability to leave it at work.

``If things go well, that's great, and if they don't, I don't walk around with it throughout the week or on a daily basis. It's just something I have been able to not take it all personally.

``I think that has helped me a lot because when I was younger I think I took things too personally, maybe a little too seriously. That is not to imply that you shouldn't take your job seriously, but I think you need to strike a balance. I think I've been able to do that the last three or four years.''

With his partying days behind him, Michaels continues to persevere in a profession which left a trail of casualties. Late last year a fellow Texan, who also seemingly conquered his demons, in Eddy Guerrero, tragically passed away. It was on this somber day Michaels led a locker-room prayer to help cope with the loss of their fallen and beloved friend.

''I was asked by Vince [McMahon] if I was comfortable doing that as Eddy and I shared the same faith,'' said Michaels. ``We were both Christians. I was very honored to do it. On days like that people think about their own mortality.

``They think about things a little more serious than the wrestling business. That is what that day was, with the exception of the burden we were all carrying around with us about Eddy, it was an awesome day.''

Those incidents make Michaels thankful of all the Blessings in his life, including his religious beliefs. This new ideology changed his perception on the company he works for and society as a whole.

''I'm like that with every TV show. It doesn't matter what I'm watching,'' said Michaels. ``If something comes on that makes me uncomfortable, I turn the channel, or at work I get up and leave.

``I'm also a grown man, and I understand we are a company that is geared to the fans. It's to say that I'm uncomfortable with it because this is the world I'm raising my children in.

``It's not the WWE's fault. It's a lot bigger than that, as you the wrestling fan watch that stuff. The ratings go up when we do those things so that reflection is on the wrestling fan, not on me or WWE. There job is to give you what you want, and that is what they do.

``I recognized that I live in a secular world. I just worry about doing my best to raise my children and to live my life as faithfully and spiritually as I can in that environment.''

It is because of the dangerous world of sports entertainment which gives Michaels added apprehension when it comes to his children watching him on television.

''My children have never watched my show,'' said Michaels. ``Not at this point right now. My son, he's 6-years-old. He's old enough right now where he sees me when I come home. He sees his daddy with cuts on his head and bruises on his body. He's a very passionate little boy, so he worries about me.

``So the reason I don't let him watch is because it's daddy getting beaten up 90-percent of the time, and that would worry him.

``It's also a really tough business to explain, certainly to a 6-year-old. So there are a
multitude of reasons to why I'm uncomfortable with him watching it because on one hand I know how people think it's real simplistic, but it's a really complex line of work. Everything that goes into that you can't easily explain to a 6-year-old.''

In the ring, there might not be anyone better than the Showstopper, but this doesn't stop the new breed of performers from coming in from and trying to make names for themselves.

Men like Chris Masters, Shelton Benjamin and Carlito have been tested by the Heartbreak Kid. Michaels feels his mentor role is necessary for the up-and-comers to improve and evolve.

''I've enjoyed it,'' said Michaels. ``If you look at our roster, everyone with the exception of about three of us are up-and-comers. I don't know if it was anything that was done by design.

``The company and the business in general are full of a lot of very young, inexperienced guys. I think that is wonderful, but those of us that have been in it for a while certainly have to do what we can to help them come along.

``I've been doing that on a fairly regular basis. I'm enjoying it, and I think there a number of guys that are coming along really well.''

In addition to his matches with the young superstars of Raw, Michaels finds himself in a growing rivalry with his boss Vince McMahon. He views this as another instance of art imitating life.

''This is really just Shawn Michaels and Vince McMahon's lives making it to TV,'' said Michaels. ``Vince McMahon and Shawn Michaels were going at it long before Vince McMahon and Stone Cold Steve Austin ever came on TV. So this was something that has just made its way to TV.

``I don't know if it was anyone's idea because it was something that goes on in our real lives on a fairly regular basis. I've always enjoyed bringing aspects of my real life to our show because for me I don't consider myself an actor. I'm not very good at that kind of stuff. If I don't do something that I'm not familiar with, it's not going to come off very well.''

As his current storyline with McMahon progresses, Michaels is planning on reducing his rigorous schedule in the coming months. The superstar returned in 2002 -- after being on the shelf for four years with a back injury which almost ended his career. He has virtually been wrestling nonstop ever since.

''Physically, I feel okay,'' said Michaels. ``Personally, I'm a little tired and a little sore. I'm looking at maybe after WrestleMania slowing things down for a lot of different reasons.

``My family's extremely supportive, but I miss them. We have been traveling a lot. My children are only going to be little once, and it's just not something I want to miss.

``I myself have made my decision personally that I've made WWE aware of, where come WrestleMania we will do everything we need to do to make everyone happy, giving everybody the best worlds to live with. Everything is wonderful, but I'm just ready to slow down a little bit, and I'll do that after WrestleMania.''

At this point in his career, WWE's first grand-slam winner is content and achieved all the goals he set for in the squared circle.

''I really don't have anything left to accomplish,'' said Michaels. ``The reason I wrestle now is because I'm very good at it, and I still enjoy it. I don't know if guys really retire. I think all we do is slow down, and I think that is what I look forward to doing.

``I'll probably wrestle as long as everybody else does. It may one day slow down to once or twice a year to come back for a special event here or there. Other guys do it well into their 50s, and I'm not really sure why I wouldn't be given the same opportunity if I so choose.

``I will probably always work for WWE in some way, shape or form. Not to mention the fact that is I'm a grown guy like everyone else, and my job is to work and support my family. So I will do that till, I don't know, 59-and-a-half, same time everyone else gets out of here.''

Taking all this into account, Michaels heads into the Royal Rumble pay-per-view event in Miami with nothing left to prove. For the two-time winner of the event, it is the stepping stone to WrestleMania and being featured in a position he is all too familiar with, the main event.

''The Royal Rumble back in Miami,'' said Michaels. ``The one thing I love about the Royal Rumble is it's the gateway to WrestleMania. You start to get the feel of WrestleMania being right around the corner.

``The guy that comes out of that you know is a big part of WrestleMania. Everyone knows I like to have a big part at WrestleMania, so I'm a big part of the Rumble.

'Having said that, I also enjoy it because it's the one PPV where the world doesn't look at Shawn Michaels and say, `Hey, you better steal the show again.' I mean that in the most positive way. I enjoy having that put on me, and I'm quite guilty putting that on myself.

``It's a PPV where you can go in there and have a lot of fun in that match. It's exciting no matter what, and all the pressure isn't put on you. We might go in there a little more relaxed than we might go into a match when it's just 1-on-1, so I'm looking forward to that.

``As for WrestleMania, I'm at a point in my career where I want to do something different and something I haven't done. That is what I tried to do last WrestleMania with Kurt [Angle] and the WrestleMania before
that.

``I'm trying to find things I haven't done yet. Maybe trying to find an opponent I've never worked with. I mentioned some time ago about me and The Rock. He decided that he wasn't interested, so now I'm throwing some other ideas out there, and we will go from there. Hopefully it's something I haven't done before and something the fans will enjoy.''

• Shawn Michaels' autobiography is in stores now.

• The road to WrestleMania with the WWE WrestleMania Fan Axxess Tour, presented by the
National Guard, is helping celebrate the WWE Royal Rumble Weekend in Miami.

The interactive event, hosted by former WWE star Hillbilly Jim and other WWE superstars, is free to the public. The tour stops from noon- 8 p.m. Saturday, Jan. 28 at Bayside Marketplace, 401 Biscayne Blvd., across from the AmericanAirlines Arena.

The tour moves across the street to the AmericanAirlines Arena, 601 Biscayne Blvd. from 2-7 p.m. Sunday, Jan. 29 before the Royal Rumble pay-per-view.

• Tickets for the WWE Royal Rumble pay-per-view are now on sale at the AmericanAirlines Arena box
office in Miami and through TicketMaster by phone, online or outlets.

Tickets range from $20-$250. Call 954-523-3309, 305-358-5885,
561-966-3309

Miami Herald

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 12:19:00 GMT

-Backstage, McMahon approached Michaels in the locker room. "When will your luck run out?" asked McMahon. Michaels asked McMahon why he's on him. "Is it because I told you to move on? You're going psycho on me. If it bothered you that much, I'm sorry. Do whatever it
is that makes you happy. Do what you gotta do." McMahon smiled and said, "That's just what I'm going to do. I'm going to do what makes me happy. That's one of my New Year's Resolutions." He said he has more money than all of the fans in the arena combined. "I've got more money than God and I intend to spend it on myself and have a good time. I'm gonna turn this business back some 10, 20, or 30 years. I'm going to turn it back to when I personally epitomized this business when it was sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Back to the all-night parties, Shawn." He said he's starting all over again tonight. "That's what I'm going to do, because I feel as though I have the right to do that. I'm Vince McMahon. I can do whatever I want to do. So I'm going back to the all-night parties. I'm going back to not
giving a damn about anybody or anything because I believe Shawn, you only go around once in this life, and I intend to go 'round like no man in history. So, what about it? You want to join me in a little history. Want to join me in decadence. Haven't you played the role
long enough of the loving, faithful, loyal husband. The loving father long enough?" He predicted Shawn's heart would betray him. "What about walkin' on the wild side? Whatever happened to that brash, pill-popping son of a bitch Shawn Michaels? What happened to that
guy? Join me in going back to where you belong? What about it, Shawn?" Shawn simply said, "No. Never." McMahon seemed taken aback. "No? You disappoint me. You so disappoint me." He then said my luck runs out at the Royal Rumble this Sunday. "I guaran-damn-tee it," he concluded.

WWE RAW House Show Report

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 12:30:29 GMT

WWE RAW House Show Report

1/21 RAW BRAND RESULTS FROM BRISTOL, TN

Shawn Michaels and The Big Show beat HHH and Chris Masters.
Best match of the night.

Biggest Pops:
1) John Cena
2) Big Show and HBK

Biggest Heat:
1) HHH and Chris Masters

See, we still have to give them what they wanna see, Hunter. The best match of the night, even though I did kick your butt. *smirk*

An escort service? Hmmmm

Tue, 17 Jan 2006 12:16:47 GMT

Guess ole Vinnie Mac didnt like it that I pulled my win out right from underneath Kurt's ole nose. Thanks Daivari for the tip off ya loser. Oh and..how's your face? Shouldn't be in the way of that nasty Sweet Chin..it might hurt a little. Yeahhhhhhhhh so, I got an escort out of the building, I was planning to leave anyways. The limo awaited a "strong sense" like me anyways. Wouldn't you say Hunter? *smirk* Thanks for the.. *clears throat* ..on our way home. *winks*..I love you.

Sting/HBK/Russo Video Segment Online

Sat, 14 Jan 2006 15:53:52 GMT

To watch the TBN segment that featured Sting, HBK and Vince Russo, here is a link to the page:

http://www.tbn.org/index.php/2/37.html

Once there, click on the appropriate video quality for the date of
Thursday Jan 12, 2006.

~Semi-Private Entry~

Fri, 13 Jan 2006 03:28:19 GMT

I've been down on my knees more than usual lately, praying to God for guidance in making important decisions in my life. First, starting with my divorce and how I feel around that. To me, family values are extremely important and family always comes first. My children, Maddy, Cam and yes even Brian have always come first in my life before anything else...even my career. But things now have taken on a new twist that has left me unprepared, quite angry and resentful of certain things. Namely keeping me quiet for the past week and a half. Those who know me best, know how I am and with that I can only say one thing...I've strived to be the best I can be and when unexpected SHIT happens, it throws me for a loop and kept me quiet for the most part. But now I've decided on a few things that I hope will shed light on a few people and how I feel about them in particular. I've also made a few decisions about my immediate future concerning my wife, my kids and my career..and Hunter..not that he's not a first of my priorities, but the decisions around this divorce have been weighing on my heart and mind for several months has finally taken a turn. I've faced many forks in the road always knowing which to take, but this time it has left me burdened, weighed down and confused. I read Brian's message that he posted days ago, leaving no way for anyone to respond. The words that were written there actually got me thinking and really looking at myself and the many failures in my life and I've come to a conclusion around that as well. And the conclusion is this...

To Brian: I wanted to let you know that I read your message you posted several days earlier and all I can say to you Brian, is this. If you feel so unhappy with the way I treated you, then there's not a damn thing I can do about that. You mentioned about not having a "real family" as you so nicely quoted....

I wonder what it's like to have a real family? A mother and father who love and adore you, a brother and sister to play and grow up with who actually know you're their brother, cousins to play with who don't try to disown you at every chance... I wish I could've had that. What I had was good.. but twisted. Fucked up and yet happy all at once. I love my "family." My "dad," my "step-dad," my "brother" and "sister," and even my "cousin." Now it's all fucked up and most of it is my fault. I destroyed what little bit I had.

...and with that, I only can say that if everything I've ever taught you and given you wasn't enough, then I'm sorry. I gave you everything I possibly could give you but it still seems never to be enough. I took you in when you were only a child and raised you the best way I knew how and yet you think that you never had a real family that loved and adored you, then you are sadly mistaken. What you had was damn good and a helluva lot better than where you could've been. Don't think for one damn second that I never thought about destroying the one guilty party that robbed you of your very own self worth. Twisted? Maybe..but at the same time you can say you were safe and not always having to worry about your well being. I gave you the respect that I so rightly deserved back. So bury your selfish little ways because I'm tired of it. I gave you everything I had and then some, and I treated you as my own flesh and blood..my own son. So, in closing I will leave you with this... Forgiveness is in the eye of the Beholder, yet how can one forget? So be it.

To Matthew: Family has always been sacred. You know that and I know that. What you did was inexcusable and I've thought long and hard as to why you would've even done such a inane act, and as hard as I try to understand why you did it, all I can come up with is it being my own damn fault. Not that you aren't off the hook mind you, but that I know how it was back in the day when you, me and Hunter were using and how can one blame for such an act in bringing a young teenage boy into that scene. And now that this is all in the open, I come, putting all my cards on the table, laying the ace down to your king. I know damn well you know what that analogy means so I will close in saying the same thing I said to Brian. Forgiveness is in the eye of the Beholder, yet how can one forget? So be it. Do what you will with this, Matt.

To James: I remember you once saying you respected me as a person and a wrestler, but your actions proved otherwise. If you so choose no regard for the way I saw things, that is soley up to you. I cannot and will not try to change what you think of me nor do I intend to. Do know that you are with a member of Hickenbottom blood that I happen to care about. I'm sure if it would've been under different circumstances, you and I might've gotten off to a better start. So be it. Some things can't be changed. Let bygones be bygones and yet I say the same thing..Forgiveness is in the eye of the Beholder, yet how can one forget?

Sting, Michaels and Russo to be on TBN

Tue, 10 Jan 2006 13:21:56 GMT

Sting, Vince Russo, and Shawn Michaels will all be appearing on Trinity Broadcasting Network's (TBN) Praise the Lord show. The time and date is Thursday, January 12th, 10:00PM Eastern. It will repeat on Friday, January 13th at 4:00PM Eastern.

Pro Wrestling Insider

~Private Entry~

Tue, 03 Jan 2006 05:12:11 GMT

Vince McMahon I gave you everything. Why are you doing this? Why Vince? *shakes head, staring at the floor* You should've spit in my face, huh? No, instead you bring in Kane and say I can't superkick him or I'm gonna be thrown out. But'cha didnt think I'd superkick Kane at all. I got my shot in before the FU was delivered but I still have to ask you one thing, Vince..WHY?

BG James and Kip James Trash Triple H

Mon, 02 Jan 2006 17:47:56 GMT

Here is a link to a video clip of BG James and Kip James discussing Triple H. Be forewarned that the clip contains STRONG language, especially on the part of Kip. May not be suitable for some.

http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=Jz46dHxK_Do

Kip and BG, I only have one thing to say to you. For the original members of DX, you two are beyond appauling in my book to sit there on your high horses and completely belittle the very ONE who MADE YOU... who got you two where you are today!!! Ya bastards!!! *growls*

Tue, 27 Dec 2005 04:20:39 GMT

I wanted to hit him. I felt it. The things he said to me, I wanted to hit him. "Don't make me screw you" I gave him "that look" as I took off my jacket..I looked at him square in the face and I held back hearing Hunter's voice in my head saying "Don't do it baby, just calm down". Vince was smart to walk away. I felt if he didn't I would've gotten fired right there on the spot. I kept my eyes on him when he slowly walked down the steel steps and to the ramp. I kept my glare on him the same way I looked at Hogan and Shelton. I sooooooo wanted to hit him.

JP by Bethie & Vickie { Shawn & Hunter }

Fri, 23 Dec 2005 05:04:12 GMT

Shawn: *Oh My Fucking God! I can't stop reading what Brian put on the kids' journal. Who the hell is Chris Cage? Oh wait..I think I recognize him. If I'm not mistaken..he was one of the guys in super 8. He was standing beside Brian..fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! God no. "raped Hickenbottom blood" what the hell? NO..it's not..Matt? Fuck no. Don't tell me. It can't be. My own cousin? God no!!! Please tell me he didn't!* Hunter? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS????

Hunter: *turns off Shawn's laptop, knealing in front of him..* Babe... we need to talk. *I swallow hard, not even looking at him. I can't look at him.. My heart is tearing to shreds..*

Shawn: *I blink when he turns off my laptop and that kid's journal disappears right before my eyes and I look at him square in the face when he tells me we need to talk. I give him a look of confusion when he swallows hard. He's not looking at me. What the fuck is going on? I tilt my head* Hunter?

Hunter: *I put my hands on his face, cupping them...* You just have to know, Babe... I love you. I love you more than I ever loved anyone or anything in my entire fucking life. There is no fucking one like you. Ever. My God, Baby....

Shawn: *I take his hands in mine when he cups my face pleading is undying love for me* Hunter, just.. *sighs, shaking head* You know I love you too.. now please tell me what the hell Brian meant by what he said, please? *I arch a brow, cocking my head* Does this have anything to do with you asking me about Matt on the way home from Afghanistan? *Raped Hickenbottom blood* Who the fuck does Brian mean?

Hunter: *Fuck it... I'm not carrying this damn lie with me anymore... I carried it for damn near ten years for a scared kid. For my love for Shawn... after damn near ten years it just became part of something so deeply engrained in my heart and soul that it had became part of me. Part of this cold, bitter person that I became. I swallow hard, still knealing in front of him. The whole event now replays in my mind as if it were only moments ago..* Nine years ago. It was raining so fucking hard that it was not fit for man nor beast to be outside but yet there was a knock at my door. Too late to be anything any good. *I pause, looking up from where his hands are over mine..* I remember opening the door and actually gasping when I saw him standing there... cold, wet, shivering. And he looked broken. I told him to come in and made him hot tea. He seemed to be in shock... and then he just started rocking back and forth saying "He doesn't love me.." he just kept repeating it over and over again as he rocked back and forth... *I swallow hard, looking into his hazel eyes..* I asked him who he meant but he just closed up. Built a wall around himself so high that there was no getting through. He stayed for a damn year. You had taken off and I started putting two and two together. *I shake my head in disgust that Brian could do this to the man that he professed to love as a Father... a man that loved him and cared for him.. Treated him no damn different than his own flesh and blood children..* A few months later... he broke. It was like taking a sledge hammer to an egg. He just shattered. He told me everything that happened. He told me that he had given this guy drugs in some hope that he would love him... that he got scared. He told the guy he loved him and the guy laughed in his face and he ran... when he stopped running he was on my door step. He was your Aunt's son... what was I suppose to do? Toss his ass out as well? *I shake my head again..* Maybe I should have. You. You was the one he drugged. You took the drug willingly and then the next morning when he confessed his love, after the effect had dulled, you laughed at him.

Shawn: *I look at him confused with a cocked head while he kneels in front of me and I blink over and over trying to make headway with all that he's explaining to me."Nine years ago.." okay fuck. Nine years ago.. what? Raining.. knock on his door.. saw him standing there.. who? He rocked back and forth saying he doesn't love me.. I watch him swallow hard and I keep my eyes fixed on his and for some reason none of this isn't making any damn sense.. I sigh softly, nodding as I listen to the rest of what he's explaining to me. He built a wall so that no one could get through and he stayed for a year.. and I had taken off.. wait a minute.. wait.. what? He stayed for a year.. I blink. Matt.. he was with Hunter for a year when he collared him. Okay yeah.. I knew about that. I cock my head when he says he put two and two together. I raise a brow, but keep silent as I listen to him. Well fuck.. he's telling me all this without a breath and he's jumping from one thing to another and.. whoa.. he had given somebody drugs? Okay it took the guy a month to break before he opened up.. and.. the guy laughed in his face.. yeah okay.. well fuck.. that's cruel to laugh in somebody's face when you're told you love them.. and.. my jaw completely drops when he says he was my Aunt's son and what was he supposed to do? Toss his ass out* Whoa! Whoa.. fucking WHOA! Back up here Hunter. Are you saying that was MATT? *I suck in a harsh breath when he says I was the one he drugged. What the fuck? Willingly?* Nine years ago? I laughed at... *I give him "that look" and for some reason I can't breathe and I sit frozen where I sit* Nine years.. are you fucking telling me that Matt? My cousin? Matt Bentley? Raped ..he fucking raped my ass? *I close my eyes, keeping that look on my face, feeling my fists tighten into little clenched balls of confusion, anger and betrayal all rolled up into one. I groan, looking away, feeling like I'm getting sick to my stomach. My body trembles hard and I curl my knees up to my chest, trying to swallow but my throat is damn dry. I look away. "What was I supposed to do? Toss his ass out as well"? ..ouch ..that fucking hurt. I took the drug willingly. DX. Drugs.. sex.. violence.. What the fuck? I dont remember* NO.. You're WRONG! *I look back at him, growling* Matt would never do that. HE'S MY COUSIN! No.. you're lying.. he's lying.. *Brian's lying? Matt said "you wouldn't dare" on the fucking.. oh my fucking God* You waited til now to tell me?

Hunter: *I watch him access the words, hear him call me a fucking liar as I knew he would. I do nothing. Say nothing. Fuck... I don't even think I'm blinking. I just stare at him in some sort of dazed, confused disbelief. I never wanted him to know any of this. I never wanted him to know. I know that was selfish on my part but I just wanted to keep him safe and inside my perfect little bubble where no one would be allowed near him, no on would hurt him. I protected him, sheltered over him. Gave him a safe haven from everyone and everything. Everyone but the person that I could never save him from... his so called son. The very "man" that I shelled out thousands of dollars to be assured that his own Father would rot behind bars before he were ever allowed near him again... before he were ever allowed to hurt him again. And all that child of a man has given me is total grief. Never did I hear one "Thank Hunter" no... Hell no... it's always been half of this is your fault, Hunter. Everyone is at fault but Brian. Brian is never at blame. Brian is perfect and never does anything wrong. And now he lies in the arms of this... Chris Cage person as four damn lives lie in ruins. One being the very man that gave him the entire world at his fingertips..* I actually was never going to tell you, Babe. I didn't want this on your mind and in your heart! I didn't want you to carry the weight of this inside you... so I carried it for you. Up until now. And.... *I say nothing more. There is no need to. The albatros hangs around the neck of that spoiled little brat. I swallow hard as I look at him..* I never wanted you to know, Michael. I would have rather taken this to my grave than to see it within your eyes.

Shawn: *Oh God. This can't be true. All those drugs and the partying we did. DX.. we had run of the WWE. Nobody fucked with us. It was us, Hunter, Shawn and Matt. Chyna and Nash and Hall. Fuuuuuuuuck! Bad memories there. I was raped by Nash.. Hall and Waltman held me down. They brutalized me. And now.. now I'm sitting here being told that my own cousin, my own COUSIN drugged my ass and raped me? Brian knew? He knew all along. He lived with me. He was there 24/7 as a child. He knew. I blink trying to think of when it was and why I can't remember. Nine years ago. I think back... 1996.. it was the start of DX.. drugs and lots of partying. Matt's 25. Nine years ago he was ..16, he was fucking 16 years old. I sigh hard thinking of when Hunter collared him. I taught Hunter everything he knows. I was a bastard. I was permisciuos. Sleeping around, doing drugs, partying and not caring who or what I fucked. Oh my God! I swallow hard and then raise a brow when he says he never wanted to tell me* You knew. You knew for almost ten years. Brian knew. You both knew. *I close my eyes, dropping my head in my hands* This is nuts. No.. he's family. Family doesn't do that. Not my family. It's sacred. He was raised catholic for God's sake. *My voice becomes stern as I slightly lift my head* You never wanted me to know. You were gonna keep this from me. For TEN FUCKING YEARS you knew. My God. *I shudder, feeling dirty and ...tainted. My own fucking cousin had sexual relations with me* What happened afterwards? I mean ..after a year? *I shake my head, not wanting to know.. I groan then force myself up off the couch and head into the den and I stand there looking for something to throw as I groan again, seeing a picture of Matt, Brian and I on a shelf. I stare at it for a while before tearing it down from the shelf and heave it across the room, turning my head as the glass from the frame shatters into a million pieces*

Hunter: *I don't follow him into the den instead I move into the bedroom. I swallow hard as I sit on the bed. Ten fucking years. I look around the room that we have shared for damn near a year now as I bite my lower lip. I look at the closet door even as I shake my head. If I had it to do over... I smile at the framed picture of us taken just this last week in Afghanistain and know that I would do it all again. Everything. I blink at the tears and swallow at the lump that seems stuck in my throat as I stand to walk toward the closet door, sliding it open to pull out my duffle bag. I leave it packed cause I know that sooner or later in the line of work I'm need I'll have to rush off somewhere in a hurry and have no time to pack. I heave the air from my lungs as I sling the bag on my shoulder and head for the front door. I stop only momentarily as I look in the direction of the den everything in me wanting to just go in there and hold him. Tell him that I'm sorry but I'm not. And I can't handle another lie between us. I'm not sorry that I protected him from this. I feel the tears falling and I walk toward the door. Hunter Helmsley never fucking cries... the time before this was when my daughter died. And now... walking away from twelve years and the only love I have ever truely know. I pull the door open, letting the air assult my senses as I step out...*

Shawn: *I groan hard as the tears burst from my eyes. Ten damn years, he's kept this from me. Ten years, Brian's kept this from me. He knew when he was 15 frigin years old. 15!! I swallow hard pushing that thought out of my head, but it just keeps coming back and I intend to ask Brian why the fuck he kept it from me. "I never wanted you to know, Michael. I would have rather taken this to my grave than to see it within your eyes." he would've taken it to his grave? That dawns on me. He would've taken it to his grave. Just to spare my feelings. He's held it all inside. Is that why Brian kept it from me as well? To spare my feelings? Why didn't Matt come and tell me what happened? Matt.. he's so pompous and arrogant all the time. Fuuuuck! I squeeze my eyes shut. It's all coming back to me now. That's all Matt ever knew. He was collared by Hunter and I didn't do anything. I encouraged it. I was the one who encouraged it all. I drop to my knees realizing that what happened from the year 1996 til the present was mostly my doing. I taught Hunter every frigin things he knows. He came to the WWF in ribbons. I shake my head to that thought. I was the one who started the meanest, fiercest baddest faction in the history of the WWF. DeGeneration X. The baddest faction that nobody fucked with. Shawn Michaels. Teh Showstoppa. The headline. The Icon was a fucking little prick from the get go. It was me. My body shudders knowing Hunter and I have had a past of 12 long years and I'll be damned if anything is going to come between that. I wipe my face, getting to my feet as fresh tears still fall, swallowing hard as I make my way to the living room. I search the room as my eyes cast to the door hearing it click shut knowing damn well Hunter just left because his cologne just past my nostrils. What the hell?* Hunter!!! *I call after him quickly making my way to the door, yanking it open seeing him walking away with his dufflebag strewn upon his shoulder* After twelve fucking years, you're gonna just walk out on my ass just like that? *I say cocking my head with an arched brow, trying to swallow down the lump that has made it's home in my throat*

Hunter: *I turn to look at him and damn near shatter. Twelve fucking years. That's damn near a lifetime in this business. I haven't been with anybody twelve damn years. Not even Steph. I blink at him not even knowing what the hell to say. There should be some damn ass joke to say but I'll be damn if... for some dumb ass reasons, that I have no clue, thoughts of Eddie and Vicky are in my head. And that only manages to make this knot in my gut bigger..* Shawn, No amount of begging is going to change what we already know. We can stand here and analize and pick it to death but the fact remains the same. I'd do it over and over again. There isn't anything in this world that I wouldn't do to stop that pain from getting near you. If you want my ass even knowing that I have no regrets then yeah... I'm in. But... damn baby... can you live with that? *I tilt my head as he watches me..* You know I love you and that won't change. Do you want me to stay?

Shawn: *I look down realizing I'm standing here in my underwear so late at night and I arch a brow at his words as I shiver from the coldness of the night air, wrapping my arms around my waist and all I can think of is when I almost walked out on him almost a year ago in the locker room until he said those two simple little words that made me turn around and stay. I sigh hearing "There isn't anything in this world that I wouldn't do to stop that pain from getting near you"..unnecessary pain. Why is it necessary for unnecessary pain? It teaches lessons and brings a wiser person to light. But nevertheless I've always hated unnecessary pain and the pain I'm feeling right this second is if I let him walk away..my life will be nothing but an empty shell and if I can help it..it's not gonna be this way. I shake my head, lowering my eyes, then I tilt it looking straight in his eyes* If I didn't want you stay, do you honestly think I'd be standing here in my skivies freezing my ass off if I didn't? *I smirk arrogantly, then shrug* Look..we're engaged right? *I glance at my ring then back at him* Get your ass in the house, cause right now I've got goosebumps crawling up my ass and personally, the only thing I want there is your cock and I can live with that..*winks* I love you too, Hunter. You know..I love you too!

what the hell?

Fri, 23 Dec 2005 03:13:13 GMT

Oh My Fucking God! I can't stop reading what Brian put on the kids' journal. Who the hell is Chris Cage? Oh wait..I think I recognize him. If I'm not mistaken..he was one of the guys in super 8. He was standing beside Brian..fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! God no. "raped Hickenbottom blood" what the hell? NO..it's not..Matt? Fuck no. Don't tell me. It can't be. My own cousin? God no!!! Please tell me he didn't! Hunter? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS????

WTF?

Thu, 22 Dec 2005 12:54:09 GMT

Source: PWTorch.com

Although it has not been confirmed, there are rumors going around that Christy Hemme's WWE release was due to "acting inappropriately" with Triple H on a recent tour.

Word of Christy Hemme's actions, none of which directly implicate Hunter in anything physical with the diva, got back to Stephanie McMahon in the form of a number of stories.

Stephanie was also less than pleased with Hemme's "excitement" about traveling with HHH and Batista.

In a statement on her website, however, Hemme attributed the release to budget cuts.

Niiiiiiiiice! *arches brow*

To Boot Camp you go!

Tue, 20 Dec 2005 13:37:33 GMT

It is time for our next match, Triple H (with GameFountain) versus Shawn Michaels in a Boot Camp match

Hunter with a side head lock followed by a shoulder tackle. Hunter with another side head lock followed by another shoulder tackle. Michaels with a hip toss and arm drag into an arm bar. Michaels with a knee
to the arm and then he returns to the arm bar. Michaels with an Irish whip, but he charges into an elbow from Hunter. Michaels with an arm drag and arm bar. Michaels with a shoulder tackle. Michaels blocks a
hip toss and gets a two count with a back slide. Michaels continues the attack with an arm drag and arm bar. Hunter with a back elbow that sends Michaels outside the ring to the floor.

On Unlimited, Hunter with an Irish whip followed by a back breaker. Hunter with a knee to Michaels’s back and another back breaker for a two count. Hunter and Michaels exchange punches in the ring with
Michaels getting the advantage. Hunter with a David Young Spinebuster for a two count. Hunter with an abdominal stretch and Hunter grabs the rope to add extra pressure to the hold. Michaels gets out of the hold with a hip toss.

We are back and Michaels with a kick to Hunter, but Michaels charges at Hunter and Hunter with a back body drop that sends Michaels over the top rope to the floor. Hunter goes outside the ring and punches
Michaels. They fight up the ramp and Hunter punches Michaels. Hunter with a knee and another punch. Hunter sets up for the Pedigree, but Michaels counters with a back body drop. Michaels gets a sandbag and tosses it to Hunter. Shawn grabs another sandbag and hits Hunter with it. Michaels punches Hunter, but the referee pulls Michaels off. Hunter gets a gas can and hits Michaels in the head with it.

Hunter punches Michaels and they go back towards the ring. Hunter and Michaels exchange punches and chops on the ramp before Hunter rakes Michaels’s eyes. Michaels punches Hunter and they return to the ring.
Michaels chops Hunter in the corner. Michaels with an Irish whip and Hunter flips over the top rope to the floor. Michaels gets a mop and hits Hunter in the head with it. Hunter sends Michaels into the ring
post and Hunter rolls Michaels back into the ring. Hunter ducks and Michaels hits the referee. Hunter with a DDT and he covers Michaels, but the ref is still out.

Another ref comes out, but he only makes a two count. Hunter yells at the ref and pushes him. The new ref pushes back. Hunter salutes the ref and then punches him and throws him out of the ring to the floor. Hunter slams Michaels and then he goes up to the second turnbuckle, but he comes off into a boot from Michaels and Hunter does the Flair flop and both men are down. Hunter and Michaels exchange punches with Michaels getting the advantage. Michaels with a flying forearm followed by a kip up, reverse atomic drop, clotheslines, and slam. Michaels goes up top and hits the elbow drop on Hunter. Michaels sets up for Sweet Chin Music, but Hunter ducks. Hunter with a kick and he sets up for the Pedigree. Michaels counters with a catapult that sends Hunter into the turnbuckle and Michaels with Sweet Chin Music for the three count.

Winner: Shawn Michaels

This military brat just took you to boot camp! *smirk*

Triple H Talks On Support For US Troops

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 17:37:50 GMT

TRIPLE H UPSET WITH AMERICAN SUPPORT FOR TROOPS

Wrestler TRIPLE H has returned from a trip to visit troops in Afghanistan with a stern Christmas message for Americans - "Don't forget the soldiers out there."

The WWE hunk, real name PAUL MICHAEL LEVESQUE (corr), and his fighting friends recently staged a wrestling festival for troops based in Afghanistan as part of an annual TRIBUTE TO THE TROOPS TV special, which this
year (05) airs in America on Monday night (19DEC05).

After jetting off to Iraq in past years, Triple H was disheartened to hear how demoralised troops in Afghanistan are because they think Americans don't care about them.

He says, "I think a lot of people in the US take for granted the freedom that these guys are fighting for every day and they need to understand what these guys go through and they need to support them.

"The biggest thing in Afghanistan that we heard across the board is they feel like they've been forgotten. If you're in Iraq, there's media play on it - it's all negative, unfortunately - but at least it's talked
about; they don't even get mentioned. It's like they're not even there any more.

"They're putting together hospitals and schools and doing all this wonderful stuff, having the first elections in 5,000 years... and it's never mentioned."

http://www.contactmusic.com/

Snorts and smirks at "the WWE Hunk"

Afghanistan trip, taping for Raw

Fri, 09 Dec 2005 21:41:52 GMT

WWE will be taping the RAW show tonight in Afghanistan. We probably won't have spoilers for the obvious reasons. The WWE crew took some production crew who have worked with military guys and made an arena out of army tanks and military supplies. The plane ride over had very narrow seats and was filled with crates which made it very difficult. It didn't help that the plane ride was very bumpy as well. The guys are really having a blast though and hopefully all of you saw Rita Crosby's special last night.

Well another plane ride and this one surely wasn't heading to Tajiti where I wanted to escape with Hunter, but instead we landed our butts right in the smack middle of Afghanistan surrounded by army miltary supplies. It was cool to say the very least.

Hunter and I are scheduled to appear at a children's hospital together here in Afghanistan.

Well,looks like we're back to square one with the creative team putting the searches back on another GM for Raw. My personal opinion would be that Dusty Rhodes would not be a good choice. I'm biased when I say it should be Hunter. *smirk*

Jp by Bethie & Vickie (Shawn & Hunter)

Thu, 08 Dec 2005 00:26:51 GMT

OOC: This took place MONDAY after Raw....

Shawn: *I walk up in front of Hunter and smirk grabbing his balls* This should make up for the fiftieth time that Ric laid his hands on my possession at Survivor series!

Hunter: *I groan* Easy baby. The bitch was squeezing much like you are right now. You're bringing back some bad memories baby. *I chuckle jokingly..*

Shawn: *I try my damndest not to bust a gut when he says I'm bringing back bad memories, then I shrug my infamous arrogant shrug, releasing my hand from his nuts, to gather him into my arms* Yeah well I got my rocks off watching Edge ridicule him with the mug shots. At least Edge is good for something.. *chuckles*

Hunter: *I waggles my brows..* Of course you did baby. You get your rocks off when you smell my cologne, too. *I wing teasingly at him but hell, I'm the same damn way. I hardly have to -see- him and instant hard on. It's always been that way with us. The first day I saw him.. I knew. Shawn Michaels.. The heart break kid! I was putty in his hand that he could form at will.. and he did. This man "created" who I was, am, and will ever be..I smirk thinking of how he reacted when that little bitch Shelton fucked him out of their match.* There's no one like you, Baby. *I whisper as I lower my lips to his..* I love you. *I whisper as I take his mouth with my own..*

Shawn: *I smirk* Yeah I'd like to get my rocks off now but eh...Guess I just have to do things by hand til you're... *looks down,thinking of how Steph and him basically stared at each other backstage, then I look back up when he says there's no one like me* You're good for my ego. Keep it up! *I snort, tilting my head as he whispers, "I love you" to me.Is there a day that doesn't go by that he doesn't tell me that? But it makes me wonder why he stared at HER like that* I love you too, Hunter. *I moan into our kiss, slipping my tongue along his bottom lip, willingly allowing my tongue to tangle with his. I pull back slightly with a need for air, still with that incident fresh in my head* You do this every time.

Hunter: *I smirk when he says that I'm good for his ego to keep it up..* Keep stroking, huh?! *I tease as I delve my fingers in his honey blonde hair, pulling his lips closer to mine..* I love you Shawn. *I whisper against the sweetness of his lips as I plunge my tongue into the moist opening, sliding my own tongue over and around his as I moan, placing my splayed palm at the small of his back.. pulling him even closer to my hardening body. I can't help that reaction to him when he's so damn close to me. I smirk when he says that -I- do this every time..* Yeah? And just what are you, Mr. Innocence?! *I wink at him as I pull his head back to mine in another mind searing kiss..*

Shawn: *I groan when he says "Keep stroking, huh?" and roll my eyes* Fingers gettin quite a work out. *I snort, then moan softly when his fingers tangle my hair as our lips gently brush over each other's in a lingering kiss. His confession of love seems more frequent than usual as the sweetness of his kiss is felt on my tongue. I moan again when he invades my mouth with his demanding tongue as it relentlessly battles with mine in a heated kiss. Our moans mingle at his gentle tug of my body now melded to his with his hand at the small of my back. I manage to tear my mouth from his with a much needed breath for air. I smirk back at him noticing his growing length between us as I shrug, glancing down* Easy Tiger! From the looks of things right now.. I'd say I'm pretty damn innocent..*thinking of that,in more ways than one. I snort and before more words are spoken, I'm pulled to his mouth in a mind blowing lip lock. I whimper against him as my hand slides between us for a much needed release*

Hunter: Damn... *I growl when he pushes me back a bit with his pattented "Easy tiger!" that always makes my ass smirk..* I'm pretty damned easy if you'd cooperate. *I smirk at him again then sit him on the sofa to take the pressure off his knee..* My balls are fine. My cock is hard and I want you. So what'cha got to say about that?! *I waggle my brows at him teasingly from where I am standing with my legs around him thighs and my erection aligned with his beautiful face. I lick my lips, looking down at him as I let my large hand stroke over his hair and I moan at it's softness and the scent of his honeysuckle shampoo that assaults my nostrils in a damn good way..* God damn baby... could you be any sexier if you tried?! *I groan as I reach for his hand to assist him in stroking my hard cock through my Armani slacks as I keep our eyes locked, my tongue smoothing over my parched lips..*

Shawn: *I smirk and wink as he says he's pretty damned easy if I just cooperate. I've heard these words before in his sexual frustrations. The time when we flooded the floor with the infamous bath routine when he found that blasted box of calgon. I smirk at that thought while he sit me on the sofa. I cringe a bit from the slight pain in my knee. Blasted Carlito and the way he worked on it in the ring last week. Little spanish bitch. Although I won the match, I killed my damn knee. Great.. the one I just had surgery on a while back too. I snort at his shit eating smirk, the one that he always holds when he wants me to "service" him with a smile as he positions his growin' cock so terrifically aligned with my face. I arch a curious brow with a shit eating smirk at his words* So demanding! Is this a hint? *His sweet erotic arrogance is enough to make me cum in my jeans. I groan with that thought, trying to pass it off, trying to refocus my attention on Steph ..oh damn.. he's grabbing my hand placing it over his hardness helping me stroke as his other hand strokes through my hair. I clear my throat and tilt my head with a sweet arrogant smile when he asks if I can be any more sexy* Try me! *I reach up slowly unbuckling the thick buckle to his Armani slacks hearing him groan in protest as he brings my other hand back down to his groin while I struggle to undo his buckle* Easy there Tiger!Cooperate!

Hunter: *my entire friggin body reacts to him in just the easiest of ways. There are so damn many things that most of the world has no clue about us. HE is the leader of our little "cliq" he is the one that taught ME to be the hard nose ruthless bastard that I am today. He picked me up from nothing.. A kid wearing cute little pink ribbons in my hair to teach me how to be Hunter Hearst Helmsley. He stripped Paul Levesque from me to where I can't even say I know "him" anymore. He taught me to be arrogant, hard, ruthless, uncaring... and just the all around bastard that people hate and fear today. I reach out to help him unsnap my slacks, stepping back to step out of them then moving to unsnap his as well..* Lift your hips up baby. I'll get them off you. *I purr against the side of his neck..* Take it easy. Go slow, Baby. Slow. *I whisper as my lips canvas the area of his neck, shoulder, chest, stomach, and finally to where my hands are deftly unhooking the zipper of his ass hugging tight jeans..*

Shawn: *I groan feeling my jeans becoming tighter, my growing cock being the result as his hands freely roam over my body. I see the wheels turning in his head and I know we've both had a pretty rough week. But isn't that always the way? Seems like it's one or the other and in this case it's both of us. His little "adventure" backstage with Stephanie still tugs at my brain. I'll piss a bitch later, right now I aim to be fucked.. satisfied. Relentlessly sated. I seethe in a breath when I lift my hips from the leather sofa as he reaches to unclasp my jeans* Damn! Wait.. *I growl arching my hips, but stop him from completely loosening my jeans past my hips, looking up at him through the intensity of our passion. I clear my throat cocking my head* We have to talk. *I hear his exaggerated groan as he rolls his eyes* Roll your eyes all you want. In fact, it's me that should be rolling them, not you. What the hell was up with that little sharade backstage between you and Stephanie? She was looking at you like some school girl with a crush. *I arch a serious brow*

Hunter: *I run my lips over his silken body, claiming what's mine. Damn I missed him so much over these past few days that he was in California. Him just returning only a few hours ago just in time to make the arena and little more than that. I moan as our bodies glide over the others in a near desperate need..* Ohhh god baby... Shawn. I fucking missed you so damn much. I hate it when you're gone baby. *I moan against his skin feeling my body heat to a near desperate need. "Damn! Wait.." I hear him groan as he pushes at me slightly. I groan when he says that we "have to talk.." with a cock of his head..* We have to make love! *I inunciate the word as he keeps pushing forward.. I roll my eyes and hear the Mr. Pissy ass additude taking over. Well damn! Stephanie... yup, saw this happening yesterday. I sigh heavily as I keep my hands moving over him..* Who the hell knows with her and Vinnie Mac, Baby. You God damn well know those two. Maybe they are trying to incorporate the McMahon Helmsley era again.. *I shrug when I see the look that tells me I may NOT have wanted to go there at this point in time when he's already as pissed off as a little bitch.. "Oh, really?" I hear him question arrogantly... and off he goes on his rant... Shiiiiit! "And isn't that just fucking ducky...."*

Shawn: *I try and slither out from underneath him now with me being half naked underneath him and his pants are already down around his ankles, this is so not cool. I can't make love with him with that bitch fresh in my head. I set up with an arched brow hearing him annunciate "We have to make love!" and with that he's sighing heavily as my Mr. Pissy attitude surfaces. I growl when he says that maybe they're trying to incorporate the McMahon Helmsley era again as my brow stays arched* Oh really? *I question in an arrogant tone, feeling my frustration surface to it's peak, seeing the same frustration on his face* Well isn't that just fucking ducky? And she was just drooling all over you with her resignating STARE and I never saw you turn away from her. *I pause, rolling my eyes* Talk about a hand job completely fucking shot to hell. It was enough to make me wanna vomit! *I growl, shoving myself out from underneath him to find my pants*

Hunter: *I groan loudly as he pushes me off...* Fucking great. Just God-damned great! *I growl myself as I reach for my pants..* At least you got the fucking hand job! Jesus Christ, Michael.. as flattered as I am that your jealous off that sexy ass of yours don't you think you're taking this a tad bit further than what it should be taken?! *I snort..* Drooling all over me. What the fuck? Do you think I even noticed that shit. I was too busy thinkin of your ass and getting my ass in here to shove my cock in your ass! *I sigh heavily..* Shawn... there is nothing to talk about. I don't know what they was doing... ratings boost maybe. I have no damn clue. C'mon, Shawn. Don't piss at me man! It's not like I asked Vinnie Mac to introduce me to his daughter... Again! *I pull my pants up, groaning at the tightness..* So, how the hell was Cali? *I hope to change the subject but know from the look in his eye that more likely than not won't happen..*

Shawn: *I hear him mumble and he's frustrated but hell..so am I..no..I'm beyond frustration. It's always something. Last week I thought my knee was done for and now Stephanie's pulling her same ole shit. I whirl around at him after pulling my pants up past my hips, not even bothering to zip them. I arch a brow to his question* A tad bit far? *He's all defensive and I let him finish his little..rant of defense mechanism before I open my mouth again. He's layin it on real thick that I'd need a shovel to dig through it. I raise a brow walking to the wetbar, sighing hard remembering "no liquor" so I shake my head grabbing a perrier, watching him rant, then so subtle-like change the subject. I snort* You done? And California is California..*I nip that in the bud real quick wanting to talk further about our original..uh..rant?* Answer my question *I say non chalantly as he arches a brow like he forgot a simple question* I didn't see you walk away. You just stood there staring at her like she was a prize package with a smirk on your face like it was the first time you've seen her or something. I'm not stupid. I saw the way you two looked at each other. *I give him "that look" slowly bringing the bottled water to my lips*

Hunter: *I watch him move to the wet bar that I made sure was stocked only with water, juice, and assorted spritzers. No alcohol. I roll my eyes when he asks if I'm "done" oh just fucking great. He is gonna shove this down my throat all the damn night if I don't come up with some answer that pleases him..* Okay... *I throw my arms up in the air as if to surrender..* You figured me all right the fuck out! I guess I should'a known that I couldn't lie to you. *I shake my head as if in disgust..* I want her back, Shawn! I want to go back to Steph. *I hang my head as if ashamed of myself hoping that he will realize just how damn stupid all this actually sounds and knock it the fuck off. When I lift my eyes to him I see "the look" and move right to dodge that glass in his hand as I laugh my ass off. Dodge left for glass number 2..* Well fuck, Shawn... *I see him glaring as he says "Keep fucking talking. Keep talkin" and another glass is pitched at my head that barely misses me..*

Shawn: *I bring the bottle down just in time to watch him throw his hands up in surrender and I cock my head wondering what the hell's gonna come out his mouth and..ooooh I clear my throat hearing his sarcasm screaming out from his lips and it just pisses me off all the more as I pitch a glass that's sitting on the edge of the bar as it whizzes past his head, smashing itself against the wall, shattering into a million pieces and he just keeps talking, then starts laughing his ass off. I give him "that look" again as another glass just barely misses his head as I growl* Fucking smart ASS.. *I hiss at him, picking up my open bottle of water, chucking it across the room as well* Real funny Hunter. *I groan knowing he got the better of me but also because he's punked my ass out and I growl after hearing him say "Well fuck, Shawn"* Well FUCK WHAT? *Knowing he's thinking he's been wanting to fuck my ass before this whole thing even started while I try calming my Mr. Pissy Ass Attitude right the hell down*

Hunter: *I smirk at him..* Well... you could fuck me! *I wink at him as he rolls his eyes..* C'mon, Baby. What the hell?! You just sounded so damn ridiculous that I had to bring it to your attention. Now get your ass over here. *I grin as I hear the knock on the door telling us that it's time to get the hell outta here. I growl as I stand to move to my duffelbag..* You so owe me when we get in that limo. *I wink, tossing the strap of my bag over my shoulder, looking at him.. I lick my lips when he lifts his own bag and walks toward the door. I swat his ass as he walks by me as I wrap my arm around his waist, pulling him closer, reaching to pull the door open and walk out to the nearly empty collisium..*

Shawn: *I shake my head, annoyed by his "punk out" and I snort when he says I could fuck him.* Yeah I was punked without even a fuck, wasn't I? *A confession that only would be heard by Hunter's ears alone, arching a brow to his words* You done yet? *I roll my eyes snorting again as he tells me to get my ass over there and I'm about ready to slam my mouth over his just to shut him up as an annoying knock is heard on the door. I groan and hiss* Not now! *but it's too damn late and they're telling us we have to get the hell out. I growl, throwing my pants together as I zip myself up and throw on my shoes, tossing him his shirt and tossing mine back on. I watch as he moves to his duffle bag, slinging it over his broad shoulders as I lick my lips when he says I owe him when we get to the limo* Yes Massa! *I say sarcastically with a loud snort slinging my bag over my shoulders moving past him to the door. I cock my head putting my finger up as if to reprimand him as he pulls me closer* Be nice! *as he whacks me in the ass once again as we leave the dressing room heading to the limo with a shit eating smirk*

Shawn Michaels

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Posted as Shawn's thoughts....

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A step up???

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