Warfare of The Heart

Justin blushed. "If you hadn't smiled, I'd have almost thought you considered that a bad thing..."


"Say's who huh?" Drew sneered, grabbing Nolee by her hair.

Heath smiled, "Oh no love. I just didn't want to make you do something you don't want."

Nolee elbowed him in the gut and snarled, "Let! Go!"

"Oh..." Justin said. "You...don't have to worry about that..." He admitted, smiling shyly.


"Not until you learn to respect those of higher rank. Slave." Drew growled, pulling a face at the elbow to his gut.

Heath smiled, pressing close to Justin. "I'm not going to be like Wade and take without permission..."


Nolee spat in his face, cursing in German.
Lucas chuckled a little as he listened to her.

"Good." Justin said, wrapping his arms tight around Heath's waist.


Drew growled and wiped his face letting Nolee go before hitting her.

Heath leaned forward, kissing Justin sweetly.


Nolee growled, lowering her head. She was starting to doubt that what she was doing was right.
Lucas frowned and stood in front of her, "You've had your fun. Now go."

Justin gladly kissed Heath back, reaching a hand up to play with Heath's hair.


"I thought I already said you can't tell me what to do!" Drew sneered, raising his hand to hit Lucas, freezing when he heard someone enter the room.

"What the hell do yeh think you're doin' fella?" Sheamus asked as he stood in the doorway, arms folded.

Heath smiled, "It's getting late. I should get you home."


Lucas looked at Drew defiantly and then looked at Sheamus who had entered. "Looks like your master is calling."
Nolee looked at Sheamus, swearing that her heart had skipped a beat when she saw him.

"But I don't want to go..." Justin pouted. "Cena..." He trailed off, looking worried.


Sheamus shook his head. "I've had just about enough of yeh today Drew..." He growled as he came closer, grabbing Drew by his ponytail to pull him away from Nolee & Lucas.

Heath frowned, "He's probably drinking with Sir Randall..."

Nolee smiled softly, looking at Sheamus. "Thank you."
Lucas looked from Sheamus to Nolee, shaking his head.

"Exactly...if you go back while he's drunk...he'll...he'll just be even worse..." Justin said, hugging Heath tightly, burying his face against Heath's shoulder.

Sheamus rolled his eyes. "I didn't do it for you. I'm sick of him." He said, angrily tossing Drew aside, smirking as Drew knocked over a bucket of water. "Yeh can clean that up now." Sheamus told him.

Heath nodded and hung his head, "I know, I know..."

Nolee frowned and grew quiet.
Lucas whispered a bit to loudly, "He just doesn't get how worthy you are of being someone whose not just a slave."
Drew growled, "Yes sir."

"I don't want you to get hurt..." Justin said sadly, moving closer.

Sheamus turned to look at Lucas, a dangerous look in his eyes. "Shut your mouth slave." He growled.

Heath shrugged, "I'm use to it. As long as he doesn't hurt you I'll be fine."


Lucas sneered, "You treat her as if she's nothing. She deserves better than this."
Nolee bit her lip and put a hand on his arms, "Lucas, hush."

"But I don't like seeing you hurt..." Justin mumbled.

Sheamus slowly came closer to Lucas, glaring at him. "I. Said. Be. Quiet." He said, angrily, his hands clenching into fists.

"I know," Heath nodded but kisses him.


Lucas snarled, "Make me."
Nolee stood between them, "He is but a man who wishes to protect me. If you are to punish anyone in anger, punish me."

Justin smiled and kissed Heath back, putting his hands on Heath's face.

Sheamus raised a hand, then stopped. He shook his head and turned to leave, kicking Drew on his way out of the room.

Heath smiled and looked down at him, "One day we're going to be warriors, better than Wade or John..."


Nolee sighed and looked at Lucas, "Help Drew clean up that mess."
"But-"
"Just do it..." Nolee said softly, leaving to follow Sheamus but making sure not to be seen.

"Better than them?" Justin asked, raising an eyebrow.

Sheamus stormed down the hallway, muttering angrily. One of his warriors went to say something to him, back backed away when they saw he was angry.

"We'll treat people like they are people," Heath smiled.

Nolee made sure to stay away from him, knowing if she got caught following him there would be hell to pay.

Justin smiled and nodded. "I'd rather not be like Cena..." He said.

Sheamus eventually stopped once he was in his room sat down on his bed, mumbling something in Irish.

"I would rather you not be like him too," nodded Heath with a cute smile.


Nolee sat down outside of his room, ear pressed to the door.

Justin blushed and smiled back, kissing Heath's cheek.

Sheamus kept mumbling to himself, not knowing anybody was nearby.

Heath put his hand on Justin's chest.

Nolee kicked her feet back behind her, accidentally kicking the wall.

Justin wrapped his arms around Heath's neck, staring at him.

Sheamus jumped slightly at the sound, frowning as he got up. "What do you think you're doing?" He asked when he opened the door and saw Nolee.