Hey guys, it's Ronnie and I'm back with a new story! The inspiration just hit me and I just started writing and writing and, well you get the point. This is a John Cena and AJ Lee story(CenLee) and it kinda follows what's happening on TV as well, but moreso outside the ring and a few twists thrown in as well, so sit back and hope you enjoy this fic (:

October 21, 2012 10:01pm
John Cena rubbed his arm in slight pain as he cleared out his locker for the night after the show was over. They were doing a house show that tonight, and John so desperately wanted to compete in a match for the fans. As luck would have it though, this just wasn't going to be his night. Sadly the doctors wouldn't clear the Cenation Leader for action, which meant he could kiss his WWE Championship match with CM Punk at Hell in a Cell goodbye.

As he finished packing his bag and tying up his sneakers, a dark presence shadowed the room and in walked one of his closest friends: the Viper, Randy Orton.

"Hey John, where you going in such a rush?" Randy asked, as he watched John throw a few more belongings in his bag in a hurried motion. John shook his head at the Viper's question. "No rush Randy, just want to get out of here tonight, ya know?"

Surprised at his friend's response, Randy quirked an eyebrow. "You, leave a show hurriedly? I thought you were always the first one to arrive and the last to leave. Even at house shows," he added. "Well not tonight Rand, I got places to be," John quipped.

"Well look, if you're interested, some of the guys and I are going down to one of the local bars down the street called No Holds Barred. You want to come as well instead?" Randy asked. John shook his head firmly. "Thanks but no thanks," he answered.

Randy sighed at John's lackadaisical response. Ever since the divorce was finalized, Randy had noticed John's lack of communication with many others as well as some type of dissatisfaction with where he was. Was he worried about losing his top spot on the WWE Empire to Ryback, maybe the lack of motivation to compete or something? Randy couldn't quite put a finger on it, but he definitely wanted John to go out with the guys and live a little.

"At least tell me you'll drop by for a short time then," Randy said, as he grabbed a scratch piece of paper and scribbled down the address of the place the Superstars were headed to. John reached over and put the piece of paper in his shorts pocket. "I'll consider it," John said, before allowing Randy to turn on his heel and saunter out the room to go find the rest of the guys.

Once Randy left, John took the paper out and ripped it to shreds, throwing the pieces in the trash. 'I'm living more now than you could ever think,' John thought to himself.
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AJ Lee packed the remains of her things into her small suitcase and bag, satisfied with the results of tonight's house show, and it being a huge success. With a sweet smile on her face and earphones blasting her theme song 'Let's Light It Up' at full force, nothing could dampen her mood. As she finished picking up the last of her belongings, a knock came at her door. Skipping over to the door, AJ opened it and revealed the one person who could cast a dark cloud over anybody's sunny mood: Vickie Guerrero.

"What do you want Vickie?" AJ asked, annoyed by the Guerrero's presence.

"Don't use that sarcastic nasty tone with me little girl!" Vickie responded with a definitive angry tone. She was clearly disgusted with the Board of Directors' decision to name AJ the GM at Raw 1000, and to this point, she was still trying to run her out of power.

To this, AJ rolled her eyes and put on a sarcastic smile. AJ was a master at playing different emotional faces, and the face she wore now just screamed in a Vince tone, 'get the hell out of my office!'

"Don't roll your eyes either! I just came to tell you that Punk is still short an opponent for Hell In A Cell, and that you should recommend him facing Dolph Ziggler for the title," Vickie snarled at the Geek Goddess.

AJ pretended to ponder it for a second, before replying quite simply "No."

"NO, WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?! YOU CAN'T JUST SKIP OUT ON SOMEONE'S TALENT LIKE THAT!" Vickie was on a screeching rampage. AJ just gathered her bags, turned out the lights, and skipped out the door. "See you later Vickie!" AJ called out. "You're gonna regret the day you said no to me, AJ Lee!" Vickie screamed in frustration.
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10:47pm

Pretty much every car had cleared out of the building by this time of night except for one and it was 2010 Dodge Charger, owned by none other than John Cena himself, sitting atop the hood's car. He was playing his very own CD in his car when he waved over to a figure who came skipping over to his car from the shadows. It was Raw GM AJ Lee.
"John! Hey!" she said, throwing her bags in the car and giving him a huge hug, to which John gladly returned. "Hey half-pint, ready for our business dinner?" John asked with a grin.

"Sure am, muscles," AJ joked back. "It's going to be so romantic, don'tcha think Johnny?" AJ fluttered her eyes in a flirty joking manner that stifled John for just a moment. "Well of course, you know how us two do business," John smirked as he regained his composure.

"Business chucks," AJ said with a smile as the two hopped into the car and started up the engine. The car pulled out of the parking garage and the engine immediately roared, hitting the open road. As AJ watched trees and buildings go by through her window, she couldn't help but wonder to herself. She was the boss now, after a crazy year of heartbreak and possible love.
From the verbal abuse of Daniel Bryan, to being deemed 'too crazy' by Kane for even him, to being turned down for marriage by CM Punk when she really thought he dug a crazy chick such as herself. Yes, it was quite a year for Geek Goddess, she just wished that none of those relationships would have had such a negative outcome. Now, looking over to her left, was John Cena. The all-american good guy, the hero of the WWE if you will. She was proud to call the man her friend. Since Raw 1000, the two had started talking and hanging out. It wasn't fraternizing to her by any means, but that didn't stop what she was feeling towards John rising through her chest. A small smile crept its way onto AJ's face, which then turned into a smirk.

John looked to his right and also noticed the smirk on AJ's face. "Something on your mind AJ?" he asked, and a slight pink blush crossed its way onto her cheeks. "Just excited for our business dinner is all. Oh by the way, are you seriously still wearing your ring attire to dinner?" she asked stifling a laugh.

John laughed as well. "Hey I go to work when I wear this, so technically I am in business clothes."

"Oh my gosh, you are such a fruity pebble!" AJ said, bursting into laughter.

As John laughed along with her, he couldn't help but wonder. This was a business dinner, and nothing more. They were great friends, and both parties did intend to keep it that way. It's not like anything was going to be taken to the next level, right? Right?

There you guys go, chapter one (: be sure to leave a review and tell me what ya think!

-Ronnie