TakerTakeMe presents... Locked Up!
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Summary: Stephanie and Jericho obviously want each other, but neither one will admit it. The Undertaker, a romantic at heart, decides to play match-maker. Will Steph and Jericho finally realize their true feelings?
"Well, well, well," Chris Jericho said. "Look who we have here."
"Damn, I would have to run into you," Stephanie McMahon sighed.
"It's the Billion Dollar Princess," Jericho went on, ignoring her comment. He looked down at her revealing outfit. "And she still looks the same, as slutty as ever!"
"Fuck you," she snapped.
"I know you'd like to," he replied. "But you're just not ready to be with a real man like this."
"What the hell are you talking about, Y2L?" she asked.
"My name isn't Y2L," he said with a frown.
"Y2 Loser... Yes, that sounds about right," she said sweetly.
"I've got ways to teach you my name, Steph," he said with a smirk. "Wanna learn?"
"Screw you, loser," she hissed.
"I know you want to," he said. "But not yet. I'll screw you on my time."
"Why you!" She reached up and tried to slap him but he caught her hand and pulled her body tight against his.
"Now Princess, you know what happens every time you try to slap me," he said with a devilish grin. He bent down and kissed her forcefully. He got so caught up in it that he backed her gently against the wall and kept kissing her, even though she struggled. And just when she started to respond to the kiss, he forced himself to break the kiss.
Their breathing was ragged after the kiss. She clutched her lips and tried to look pissed while she thought of something mean to say. Before she could speak, however, he spoke.
"If you think you can handle me, come find me," he said. He touched her face. "Later, Princess." He laughed and started to walk off.
"Never!" she called after him.
"That's what they all say," he said, stopping to look back at her. "But never say never." Then he walked off.
She stared after him. Who the hell did he think he was? She shook her head and walked the other way.
The Undertaker stepped out of the darkness. He had seen everything. Who were those two fooling? It was obvious that they were meant to be together. Now Taker might seem all mean, numb, and well...dead... But he was a real romantic at heart. He believed that the worst tragedy was not realizing you loved someone until it was too late. That had happened to him before and he still wasn't over it... So he decided to take it upon himself to set the two up together. He smiled as he started to think of a plan...