Chapter 36 Tatts liking tatts

The next morning just like with OVW Raven was the first one up and in the ring practising, well first equal. John was there too going through his own training. Last night had to be the best night of his life so far, he and Raven had picked up an ice cream then they headed to the hotel where she spent a better part of the night teaching him card games. What he thought would be boring actually turned out to be a lot of fun. Of course Raven could make anything fun, even the meeting yesterday didn't seem as bad with Raven there.

"Hey John!"

John looked up to another of his friends, "Hey Punk"

Raven stopped what she was doing and looked to the two men, cocking her head to the side she grew that devious smirk. John knew what she was thinking.

"Don't even say it Rae"
"Wouldn't dream of it" Raven jumped out of the ring and went to the two big men. "Hi I'm Raven" She extended her hand not expecting him to take it. When he did she was a little surprised at his grip. He obviously wasn't about to hold nothing back.

"I'm Punk"

"Ah our new WWE champion" Raven smiled, she had been informed that John was no longer the champion because he had a big match with Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. She said nothing on the subject except the usual good luck to her buddy. "Well I hope that I get to interview you next, that should be fun, fun, fun."

Punk laughed "I'm actually a little scared at what you could ask me after what you said to Vickie"

"Yeah that was kinda mean Rae, its not her fault she's fat"

"Oh puh-lease! Who's fault is it then? Someone needed to tell her that she needs to just so no. Its not that hard" Raven rolled up the sleeves of her black shirt, Punk's eyes drawn to the tatts like a magnet.

"Nice work"

"Thanks."

"Where did you get them done?"

"In my bedroom"

John couldn't help but laugh at the confusion on Punk's face, Raven let out a sly giggle before explaining. "My sister was the artist that did them, she did them in my bedroom on a boring Sunday afternoon"

"How long did they take?"

"Ages. At least six Sundays of work. Then of course I had to do her's which was harder because she had to draw on herself considerin I can't draw to save myself"

Punk took her arm and looked at the gothic fairy in interest "She does really good work. You think she could do me?"

Raven couldn't help it, she cracked up laughing. If only Iziah was here, oh she would have a ball with that sentence. John gave Punk the don't-even-ask look. Raven caught her breath suddenly and looked up "It feels good to laugh again"

"Well" Punk started to ask but Raven held up her hand "Please don't repeat that sentence Punk, my ribs won't be happy"

"Do you think she could do some tattoos for me?"

Raven shook her head "I wouldn't get her to do them. She would fuck it up"

"But your's came out alright"

"Yeah because I'm her twin, she likes me"

Punk couldn't help the offense, he couldn't explain it but for some reason he took offense even though like John he usually didn't care for that sort of thing. "Don't take it personally, Iziah, well she isn't really a people person and by that I mean she really likes pissin people off and makin enemies"

Raven bid them goodbye before going to the back, now she needed a drink and to get away from Punk's possesive green eyes.

John got into the ring with Punk and started some mindless training, while they practised holds they carried on talking as though they were sitting down casually.

"Your friend is interesting" Punk started pushing John to the mat then going for a cover. John lifted his body off the mat and forced Punk to go with training.

"I like her"

John didn't see that raised eyebrow from Punk "Are you guys together?"

"Nah, just good friends"

"Yeah like how you were good friends with Eve"

John rolled his eyes at that rumor, nothing had gone on with Eve or any other of the Divas in fact but still the rumors flew. It was just better if he ignored them. "Seriously we're just good mates, she's like my sister" Why did those words taste like harsh bitter poison that could never be erased?

"Well I like her, she is defintately a hottie"

John was wrong, that sentence sounded alot worse. It was the worst thing ever in fact.

"Do you think she would go out with me?" Punk asked seriously stopping the training for a moment. Like John, Punk had trouble with the opposite sex but entirely different reasons. Punk was just a nerd deep down, apparently girls don't like nerds. Then again Raven wasn't like most girls and that made him wonder exactly what type of guy she went for. John shrugged it off "You would have to ask her but I do recommend not to come on to strong, she has her own war wounds like most of us"

Punk nodded like he understood, "And now suddenly I have to go. Catch you later Cena"

John watched him go, saddened and something else that he couldn't figure. For a moment it made him dizzy and he had to sit down. In the middle of the ring he thought about what he thought was going to happen. Punk and Raven. Together. John didn't want Raven with Punk. He didn't want her with anyone. Except him? No. That was stupid, she was his friend. That was it. So why did he not want Punk to ask her out? Because she might get hurt again like with Chase. Yes, that was it, she could get hurt and John didn't want his friend hurt.

Another meeting in progress and typically Raven wasn't listening, his voice was worse than Iziah singing. She sounded like strangled cats being murdered, compared to his rough voice, she would gladly take her sister's singing. Raven pulled her phone and started to text her sister knowing she would be home because of the honorable discharge from the army.

I realy wanna kill him or myself not realy sure this point

just slit his throat & b done with it I'm sure no one would miss him well except the goat that hes obviously blowin Whats for dinner?

Raven laughed out loud making everyone look at her. "Sorry I got a funny text from my sister"

"Would you like to share it with the rest of us?" Laurenitus looked at her as though she was a school kid.

Raven shrugged "Sure. It says just slit his throat and be done with it. I'm sure no one will miss him except the goat that he's obviously blowing. Whats for dinner?"

It was only John, Raven, Punk and Randy that laughed, at least they had a sense of humor. He took another deep breath, choosing to ignore the distraction, John went on with the meeting before he drew Raven to attention again.

"Raven if you refuse to follow the script this week there will be serious consequneces, do you understand?"

"Come again?"

"You will follow the script" He repeated slowly. Raven however was playing stupid also known as her sister, Iziah.

"I don't get it"

He thumped his fist on the table angrily, his eyes flaring.

"Ok just take a deep breath" Raven soothed "Now what are you tryin to tell me?"

"I want you to follow the script"

She looked to John for help "Its like he wants me to do somethin, if only I could figure out what?"

The usually calm GM looked ready to kill someone, his round face blazing red with fury. Raven just shrugged "Oh well I'm sure I'll figure it out before showtime"

"Your gonna get yourself into real trouble"

Raven snapped her head up, that voice too annoyingly close for her comfort. Since Chase's death Raven had only let John get that close to her. With John she knew what it was, a simple friendship. With any other guy, who fucking knew. "I have no clue what your talkin about Punk"

He let out that grin, his lip ring glinting in the light "You realise that your interviewing me tonight, so you better be a good girl"

"Or what? You'll GTS me?"

Punk shook his head laughing "Oh I won't do a thing but God forbid John Laurenitus gets started on another boring speech"

"Your right, I should be on my best behaviour"

Punk raised an eyebrow "Do I detect sarcasm?"

Raven clapped her hands like a child "Only one hundred percent. See ya tonight"

The WWE Universe was in full throttle, they couldn't wait to see more of Raven. Of course she wasn't the only one they came to see but the to be fair the announcers questions were far from typical. Who knew what she was going to say this week, even Raven didn't know that. "Hey guys and gals, my guest at this time your WWE Champion, CM Punk." Raven let his cheers die a little before she went on. "Punk your thoughts?"

"On what?"

She didn't give any clue as to what she wanted his thoughts on, it could of been anything. "Well you could talk about your victory OR you could give us your thoughts from six o'clock this mornin"

Punk rubbed his chin pondering his answer. He could of easily put the show back on course but where was the fun in that? "Well at six this mornin, I was blissfully asleep until I heard the alarm"

"Yeah I hate that annoyin alarm, wakes you from a peaceful dream like the one I had this mornin. I was makin out with this really hot guy and then he..." Raven blushed slightly "Oops! Too much info! But back to you Punk. Our current GM says that he's gonna screw you out of the championship, my question how exactly do you screw a championship out of someone? From what I was taught its usually babies that result from screwing"

Raven couldn't tell if they were laughing or booing, but it was funny to her so thats all that mattered.

"Well Raven I don't know how you screw a title out of somebody but I will be the WWE Champion after this Sunday whether he likes it or not"

"Strong words, strong words from a strange man. Back to you guys down there. Oh if anyone sees Satan tell him I'm ready to make a deal."

They went to a commercial and Raven was left satisfyed, if she listened really hard somewhere John Larenitus had just suffered a raptured vein from all her ad-libbing.