Pain, so much pain.

Nothing left after pain finally betrays.

Nothing left after Lita.

So close to being normal, like everyone else. So close to being human.

All gone. No wife, no baby, no belt. All that's left is pain.

Don't want pain to be my friend anymore- want it to go away. Want it to leave forever.

Pain, so much pain.

The door opens and catches my attention. Honey colored hair, grey blue eyes- a dangling cross hanging at his neck. Since he switched his religion, he comes to comfort those who need it- instead of laughing at them behind their backs. He comes to me with out fear- no one does that. Everyone's afraid. Not him. Not Shawn.

He stands in front of me, between the long sprawl of my legs with a concerned expression on his face. Concern. An expression not many give to me- ever. At first I don't know what it was, but when he puts his hands on my shoulders I know.

"I'm sorry, Kane." He murmurs like it's his fault.

More human, normal emotions. Expressed toward me- I'm a little confused. I thought I was the monster, the one so sub human I didn't get emotions like this. She never gave them to me anyway. I don't know what he's doing here, don't care. He is my angel of mercy, coming to me to give me what I need- What everyone else is too scared to give.

"No one deserves that."

More wonderful words. It's almost too good to be true. I grab him around the middle before he could vanish on me, pressing my face into the soft material of his white tee shirt. Feels good against my face- his stomach too. Nicely toned, hard, feels so damn good. He even smells like the forbidden emotions that I can not have. Like some kind of fruit... fruit and a scent that is only Shawn's. His scent.

At first he startles when I press my face into him. I guess he wasn't expecting that. I almost feel bad about that, but I don't show it because he recovers quickly, and puts his hands on the back of my head. His fingers are so nimble, so smart- they know where to go. And soon, soon I'm crying. Not for Lita- stupid whore. I cry for the gestures that are so good hearted that I am getting from some one so pure, so loving, so fearless. All he wants to do is help, and today he saves it for me. I will never forget this--- Ever.

"You'll be okay, Kane. You may not believe me, but you will. This is just a little snag."

More words that sink deeper than I had thought they would have. I would be okay, I'd be better than okay- I got Shawn. Shawn tells me these beautiful things, he says them easily, they come naturally to him like I wish they could to me. Mine- Shawn must be mine. Slowly I stand up and I quickly take his wrist. Not enough to hurt him, never could hurt Shawn- not after today. He follows when I walk, which is not an easy stride to keep up with. I'm impressed.

-

We've gotten to my hotel room. I wasn't sure of what to expect- Never thought I might be gay. Might not be at all, guess it all depends on what happens next. Shawn looks out at the city from the window, body illuminated by the light of the moon. The angel of mercy in my hotel room. He slips the tee shirt off with a sigh, and silly me thinking wings would spurt from his back. They might not have been there physically, but I know they're there. I watch him continue, removing his belt, his jeans, his underwear. And there he is- standing naked basking in the light of the blue moon. Never thought anything could be so beautiful.

I suck in my breath, am I nervous? I chuckle a little at the thought. He knows it too as he walks around the bed to come to me. He sits down on my lap, straddling my thighs- I have a naked man on me. Nay, naked angel. I don't know how he knows what I need, but he does. He places a kiss to my lips, my first ever where someone actually kissed me. It was nice, sweet. He does it again and again all over my body- so incredible. How could anything feel like this and be real? But it is, it is so real. I can feel the roundness of his ass, how firm it was. His thighs, firm muscle hidden by a layer of soft skin. Everything about him... perfect.

He urges me to lay back, which I do immediately. Shawn is in control. He kisses me, he touches me, all of this... Never happened to me before. All so new, so wonderful. He removes my boots, my pants- I am naked before him. Part of me becomes afraid that he would turn away now, and not want to do whatever he was planning because I am so hideous. But he doesn't. He sits on my stomach, and kisses me again. All fear melts away. Shawn wants this, and when I look down his body to see his dripping erection, I realize that I even aroused him. It almost seemed surreal to me- like I'd wake up all alone in the morning.

Shawn slid down my body, nails leaving little red marks as he trailed them down my torso. I didn't know what he was going to do as he reached back and grabbed my large cock in his fists. He lowered his mouth on to my head, swirling his tongue over it. I jerked my hips up in response- Shawn's tongue could tempt the devil. He went at it on my erection, kissing and licking, and finally, he plunged his face down on me. Hot and wet- Everything so good...

When he had finished with me, he sat up quickly, snapping his head back making his blonde hair shoot back in golden waves. I watched as he licked his lips, tasting what was me all over them. I needed to come, but I wasn't going to slam his head back down- Couldn't hurt the angel. Never ever.

He crawled over my lap, swinging a leg over my lap so he could kneel over my cock. By now it was so hard it throbbed against Shawn's smooth inner thigh.

"Are you ready, Kane..?"

I give him a nod, then chewed on my lip some. Wasn't sure what I was ready for, but it looked like it was going to be worth it. In one fluid, graceful movement he was seated fully on my erection. My eyes shot open- explosion of pleasure...! Shawn's hands went back to my stomach, bracing himself as he moved so elegantly on my erection. He did all of the work, he bounced, moved, moaned words of ecstasy. Shawn Michaels has my prick in his ass, and he loves it.

His hair whipped around his sweaty face, glowing and beautiful. Normally I do everything in sex- not with Shawn. And I enjoy it like nothing else. Soon we come together, my release nearly knocking him over. Shawn had come all over his chest, with some even reaching the underside of his chin. Must've liked me a lot. I grin.

He falls down on my chest- the angel is exhausted. I tempt fate and I touch him again. All over. Down his thighs, to his back, shoulders, beautiful hair. He is real, and he sleeps now, so peacefully.

-

I don't sleep. Can't. I'm too puzzled by how someone could be so... Peaceful... with me. I watch him and how he moves... So beautiful. Finally he woke up, wiping sleep from his eyes. "Morning, Kane."

"Good morning." I said unsure of the words. I tried again. "Good morning, Shawn."

"Are you feeling better?"

I am. Surprisingly, I am. "Yes."

He smiles a glorious smile and gets out of bed. "Wonderful! I was so worried about you..."

He goes on some more, but I take the time to bask in that some one worried about me. I watch him get dressed- I liked seeing him put on clothes- watching him bend and reach- tan skin flexing beautifully. Loved it all.

"I've got to go run a few errands, but I'll see you at the house show later." He pecks my cheek- and then he's gone. It all seemed so normal. A night of sex, sleep, a morning filled with errands, and then meeting again later. All so blissfully normal. I wanted it. I wanted to be a part of Shawn's beautiful life.

-

Here I am at the house show, looking for the angel. No sign of him yet. However, I do hear the sounds of something I DON'T like. Edge. Lita. Sound so happy- so disgusting. They are around the corner- so close.

"I heard Michaels went home with your husband."

"Yeah well, he's a skank anyway."

Anger.

"Only he could convert religions and become more of a slut."

"Yeah, I can't believe it. What a little scumbag."

More anger.

"More like cumbag."

"Hah! How about cumbucket?"

"Mm, I love it when you talk that way."

Intense anger.

"Ohh shhh. Here comes cum bucket right now."

I was about to react, but all I heard was a smack, and then a thud. Followed by Lita's scream. Shawn must have got Edge with his super kick. Then suddenly Lita fell silent after another smack, and another thud. Did Shawn attack Lita? Would he hit a woman?

"Oh hi, Kane! I was just talking with Lita and Edge."

"Uh huh- I heard."

"And I figured I'd help Lita get that jaw surgery she needed so badly. A little bit of SCM and she's half way there."

"You... superkicked her?"

"Of course. Normally I would NEVER hit a woman, but I don't think Lita qualifies."

I look to the sweet smile and cheerful look in Shawn's eyes and I laugh. I laugh so hard it hurts. Shawn makes me feel so good. I reach down and grab him, holding him to my side as I walk. My angel of mercy has saved me.

My violent angel of mercy.

FIN.