*Michael's POV*

I care about him in a way most could never know. It's beyond brotherhood, it's beyond words. Some people seem to think the have words for it. We hear all of them: fairies, fags, homos, queers. But we're not like that...are we? When I think about it, I always end up confused. True, I've never really felt anything for a woman, but I always thought it was because I had never found the right one. Maybe...maybe not. Even if I ever manage to sort all that out, what about him? He's got to be straight...I've never really thought of him any other way...

*Pete's (Tazz) POV*

How is it that I always end up thinking this way? Might be that he's my announcing partner, that I can't help seeing him all the time, noticing how cute he is...uh-oh...did I say cute? About Michael? I cannot be doing this. Me and Mikey, we've always been just friends. Close friends, best friends. True, I've thought about how it would feel to hold him in my arms, to kiss him, to be able to feel his love for me alone...oh, who am I kidding, I'm head over heels. Now if only I knew what to do about it.