Title: If You're Not Cheating…
Series: Well-Laid Plans
Author: Grasshopper (A.K.A. The Undertaker's Muse)
Email: uber_bitch13
Rating: PG
Pairing: Willow/Chavo Guerrero
Warnings: Slight language. This is my first Chavito fic, so if things seem off that's the reason why.
Spoilers/Timeline: BtVS - Um, nothing specific. Set sometime post-season 7. WWE - Nothing, really. No brand extension.
Summary: The well-laid plans of mice and men…
Author's Notes: Hmm…another het fic. How odd.
Disclaimer: All things BtVS and WWE belong to Joss Whedon and Vince McMahon, respectively. The only thing that belongs to me is the story, which a work of fiction.

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Chavo's POV

I've never been invisible before.

To a woman, I mean. Sure, there've been chicas who've thought I was less than the gum on the bottom of their designer sneakers, but this is different. It's not that she thinks she's better than me, she doesn't… At least, I don't think she does. She doesn't seem the type, though.

When we pass by each other in the halls, she'll make small talk. I'll ramble on about something inane, because my mind turns to mush within fifty feet of her. Luckily, it seems to amuse her. Dios, she's beautiful when she smiles.

I told her that once… I didn't think women still blushed these days, but she proved me wrong. That blush paired with that red hair…

Alright, so technically, I'm not invisible to her. But I'm just a friend, nothing more.

That has got to change.

My plan is so perfect, I know it just has to work.

It is the most unique plan ever. It's…it's… Ingenious!

It's gonna be hell.

You see, Willow is so…beautiful, inside and out, that I can never be what she wants. At least, not as I am right now. So I have to do the one thing that goes against everything I believe in, everything mi familia believes in.

I'm going to stop lying, cheating, and stealing.

I can't believe I'm going through with this. How in hell am I supposed to pull this off?

Eddie's going to kill me.

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The End