December - 2013

"Luna."

I looked up from my bag to see Matthew and Nicholas Maisie, also know as the Young Bucks, make their way towards me. The two were already dressed in their black and white attire for their match tonight. I smiled up at them and embraced them in hugs.

"Hey boys. How's everything going?"

"Well, if they are as half as good as you look right now, then tonight is going to be great."  Nick smirked down at my attire and winked, getting an eye roll out of his older brother and a giggle out of me.

"Charming, Nick. But you're not my type." I smiled sweetly before reaching into my bag and spraying my body with some body spray.

"Yeah, Nick. We all know she prefers Devitt in bed over you." Matt joked, causing my jaw to drop. I felt the heat rise to my face as the brothers laughed.

"Hey!" I laughed as well and slapped him on the arm.

"But it's true."

I rolled my eyes and continued to get ready for my match. I was scheduled to take on Maria Kenellis and her husband Mike Bennett in mixed tag team action with my fellow Bullet Club member and on-screen boyfriend, Fergal "Prince Devitt" Devitt.

"Don't you two have a match to get to?" I looked up at them.

"Oh shit, yeah. Bye, Luna." Matt grabbed his brother and rushed out of the room to get into position.

I giggled and finished up my preparation for my match. Hopefully the crowd would be as great as always. Grabbing my leather jacket, I left my locker room to go find my partner.

Not long after, our match was up. Maria and Mike started to make their way out to the ring as I waited for Fergal to show. I started to twist the ends of my hair out of nervousness. I was unable to locate him when I went looking for him earlier, but I did find Drew "Doc Gallows" Hankinson and Chad "Karl Anderson" Allegra. They said that he would be here and to not worry; I still worried though.

Once Maria and Mike made it into the ring, he finally appeared in his black trunks and leather jacket. He gave me a toothy grin when he noticed me, but I scoffed in response.

"Where the hell were you, Devitt? We go out any moment now!" A bit of my Spanish accent showed as I grew angry with him for being so unprofessional. But, to be honest, that was a part of his whole genius. He seemed to shrug it off as he pulled his bandana over his mouth.

"I'm here now, aren't I? You really need to relax, love." His voice dropped an octave and sounded sexier than normal. He gave me a wink as the stagehand urged us towards the curtains. I felt him reach over and give my hand a squeeze as they started our music. I thought nothing of it; he usually did that before a match.

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"対戦相手, Luna と Prince Devitt, Bullet Club!" The announcer called from the ring, bringing a wave of boo's from the crowd. Fergal and I both chuckled at the top of the ramp at the reaction of the fans.

I raised my jacket over my head as he surveyed the crowd. Placing it over my shoulder, Fergal grabbed ahold of my hand and interlaced our fingers before heading down the ramp. His expression was mostly blank due to the bandana on his face as I smirked towards the crowd.

He let go of my hand as I slid up onto the ring apron. I knelt against the ropes, a wicked smirk on my face, as I made a gun with my fingers and pointed it to my head, winking in the process. I slid in under the bottom rope to the sound of wolf whistles from the male fans. Getting to my feet, I met Fergal in the middle of the ring. We raised a hand with the "Too Sweet" gesture and put them together.

When we got into position, the referee asked if we were ready. I stood in the ring as Fergal got out on the ring apron. We noticed Mike and Maria share a kiss before he got on the ring apron, causing me to roll my eyes. The bell soon sounded and the match was underway.

Maria and I didn't take long to start things off. I easily found the upper hand by getting her into a headlock. Tossing her over my hip, I was able to get a vantage point and apply more pressure. Her body squirmed under mine in hopes of getting to the ropes. Finally deciding to get her to her feet, I kicked her hard in the stomach. As she dropped to a knee, I rushed towards the ropes and hit her with a corkscrew neck breaker. I tried for a pin, but she kicked out at one.

Hitting her with another hip toss, I capitalized with her on the floor by grabbing her by the hair and pulling her up towards me. When the ref insisted I let go, I hit her with a curb stomp on the back of her head. The fans hissed and booed as I raised the "Too Sweet" gesture over my head, garnering a smile out of Fergal.

As I tried for another pin, I was surprised by a roll up pin from Maria. I instantly kicked out, only to be met by a Thez Press from her. She started to yell as she continuously hit my head off the mat. It got to the point where the ref had to pull her off of me so she wouldn't disqualify herself.

Mike insisted that she tag him in, but she refused. The power was getting to her head as she believed she was getting an upper hand in this match. When she approached me and picked me off the floor, she threw me into the corner. My back arched away from the turnbuckles as she approached me and pushed her foot into my neck, choking me out. The ref started to count as I struggled to breath. When he got to four, she let up and my body sunk into the corner. I didn't have a lot of time to recuperate, though, as she rushed towards me once more, jumped on me, and threw my body over her in a monkey flip. I hissed out of pain as she tried for another pin, but I kicked out at two. I desperately needed the momentum back on my side.

Since she believed she had this match won, she started to gloat. She headed towards my corner and stood in front of Fergal. She tried to be sexy by moving her hips and shaking her butt in front of him like she was putting on a show, but he didn't give her any reaction. Across the ring, Mike was cheering on his lady and whistling for her as I slowly made it to my feet. I shook my head of the dizziness I was feeling while I sized her up.

When she turned around, I caught her in a Tilt-A-Whirl Facebuster, slamming her face hard against the mat. Both of us laid prone on the floor trying to catch our breaths as our partners urged us to tag them in.

Looking up, I saw Fergal with his hand outstretched towards me. His body shook with excitement as he desperately wanted to get into this match.

"Come on, Lun." He cheered as I slowly made my way over to him.

Just fingertips away, I heard the crowd cheer as Mike was tagged in. I summed up the rest of my strength to break that distance and tagged him in.

My body slumped under the bottom rope as Fergal attacked Mike. His moves were so quick that I grew dizzier just watching him. The kicks he delivered echoed throughout the arena, bringing waves of boos with them.

When I somewhat recovered, I watched him hit Mike with the Slingblade. Mike then rolled into the corner, only to be met by his Running Front Dropkick into the corner. Maria started to scream as he made his way to the top rope and hit Mike with the Coup De Grace.

Trying for a pin, it would be Maria who broke up the pin. I got into the ring and sized her up as she started to yell at Fergal. When she turned to face me, I hit her with a Front Missile Dropkick of my own into the corner. I smirked down at her as I lifted her form onto the top turnbuckle. I followed and got both of us to our feet on the top. The crowd rose to their feet as they knew what was coming next. Making sure we were steady, I hooked her arms and leaped backwards, hitting her with a Moonsault Side Slam.

As my body slumped back to the floor, I watched at Fergal lifted Mike up and hit him with the Bloody Sunday. The fans booed as he was able to get the three count.

"勝者, Luna と Prince Devitt!" The announcer roared as the bell sounded.

Getting to my knees, I smiled over at my partner, who sat up and tried to catch his breath. I slid over towards him and held my hand out to him to help him up. He smiled and accepted it. The ref then raised both our hands in victory, much to the boos of the crowd.

"Great job, love." He whispered in my ear as we embraced in a hug.

"You too, Devitt." I whispered back before pulling him into a kiss. It hardly meant anything, though, as it was just for show. He kissed back instantly, causing the crowd to boo louder. After a moment, we broke apart and headed backstage.

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