The smile on Becky's face couldn't have gotten any bigger. Finally, after so much waiting, her secret admirer stood before her while clutching a bouquet of roses.

"It is you," Becky said, smile never leaving her lips. "I've always had a feeling.

Asuka stood before Becky, smiling just about as nervous as she looked. Their eyes never dared to look away when Becky approached the small Asian woman.

"Becky like the notes?" Asuka asked in her broken English. The hopeful twinkle in her eye nearly melted Becky's heart.

Becky retrieved the bundle of red roses from Asuka. She smiled brightly, having not gotten a romantic gesture this grand before in her life.

"Yes," Becky replied, trying her best to keep the happy tears from leaving her eyes. "I loved the notes. They are my favorite part of coming to SmackDown every week."

Asuka's grin grew to match Becky's. "Yes, good," the small woman folded her hands in her lap, nervously dropping her head. "Becky... Like, Asuka?"

Becky was caught off by the question. "Do I like you?" She asked; Asuka nodded her head. "Asuka, of course I do," she took a step towards the other woman. "How couldn't I after what you did? It was very sweet and romantic. It's nothing like I've gotten before."

Asuka struggled to put together her next sentence. Her cheeks flushed a dark crimson and she couldn't stop tripping over the first syllable of what she was trying to say.

"Becky... Asuka..." Asuka picked her head back up. "Kiss?"

Asuka barely got the sentence out before Becky placed a hand on the small of her back and pulled her in for a heated kiss. Charlotte, having been enjoying the view, quickly made herself scarce when her two friends locked in a kiss. Becky's lips parted to allow Asuka's tongue to explore her mouth. It lasted for about a minute, but Becky felt like it went on for hours.

When the two broke away, they couldn't help the nervous giggles from escaping. Becky, very sweetly, took Asuka's hand in hers. Asuka's smile somehow grew larger. The two women, joined hand in hand, ventured down the hallway to the women's locker room.

Some hours later, Becky and Asuka laid in the same hotel bed. In an act in the heat of the moment, Becky invited Asuka to her bed and the two made love. Now, with Asuka sleeping soundly with her head resting on her chest, Becky took a moment to really process what little events led to this magical moment. How she never suspected Asuka as the poet until the very end still baffled Becky. It really should've been obvious, especially with how bashful Asuka was around her the last few weeks leading up to this climatic moment.

It all started with an anonymous love letter after TLC. It continued on every week until tonight. Of all the possible men or women, Becky could confidently say she was happy it turned out to be Asuka instead of someone else. The two became close when Asuka signed with NXT. They weren't romantically involved, but they were good friends throughout Becky's NXT run. They basically picked up right where they left off when Asuka made the jump to the main roster. How long Asuka had these romantic feelings, Becky wasn't sure but made sure to remember to ask at some point.

Asuka moaned in her sleep. Becky checked to make sure she stayed asleep. She was, Becky found with a smile.

Becky kissed the small woman resting on her chest on the forehead. She laid back in her pillows, secured an arm around her lover's shoulders, then allowed herself to join Asuka in slumber.

The End