A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed. I appreciated all of them, thanks. This will be a John/Trish focus chapter...so I do hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 5

"Picture Perfect"

The following week Trish heads over to a studio in Springfield, Illinois to do a photoshoot for next month's Raw front cover magazine. The magazine will feature Trish Stratus and John Cena for they are currently the golden duo in WWE. Their current storyline as a couple and also the feud with Edge and Lita brought a lot of buzz in the media, making WWE Raw's ratings go up, and fans appear to enjoy it. Yawning, Trish Stratus in a limo, looked out at the window and then back at her watch which read 8 o'clock. She appeared in a few houseshows last weekend and didn't get much sleep for the photoshoot. Tonight is also the night where they'll be taping Raw in St. Louis and she knew perfectly clear that she wasn't going to get some sleep any time soon.

Slowly drifting to sleep, the limo suddenly slows down as it makes its way to the back of the studio. Once it stopped, Trish Stratus puts on her sunglasses and grabbed her black duffel bag nearby. The limo driver kindly opens the door for her as she steps out, thanked him, and begins walking inside while being directed towards the back entrance by some security guard. Once inside, Trish was greeted by a nice looking brunette lady somewhere in her mid twenties who was supposedly in charge of the photoshoot. They exchange a few words until she led Trish to a dressing room where a few people will be doing her hair and make-up. After what seemed to be two hours, the make-up artists and hair dressers puts on the finishing touches on Trish. They stood back admiring the work they did on her for she looked absolutely gorgeous (although that's no surprise). Trish had on light make-up with shades of pink and red eye shadow around her eyes to brighten her face and to bring out the Valentine's Day theme for February of next month. Her lips were coated with light pink and shimmering gloss and hair slightly wavy.

After hair and make-up, Trish looked over a few wardrobe selections that she will be wearing for the photoshoot. Once her stylist picked out the first outfit, Trish immediately changed into a sexy white mini skirt and a pink halter top that showed a bit of cleavage and her fit stomach. As soon as everything is in order, the same woman who she greeted at the door came out and led her to where the photoshoot will take place. The crew members were already in the process of setting up the lights and cameras. Meanwhile, Trish scanned the room and found John Cena standing in front of the backdrop they set up and facing the cameras for his solo. Watching afar, Trish noticed for the first time how great John looked. Well, okay she always thought he was good looking but seeing him in black slacks and a long sleeve unbuttoned red dress shirt to reveal his bare and buff physique with a black baseball cap was…hot.

She shook her head and began watching him pose for the camera. 'What a cocky bastard,' Trish thought, rolling her eyes as she watches his every pose—with ever pose making it look as if he's the real thing; the shit.

After a few moments, one of the camera guys caught her from afar as they ushered her towards where John Cena is standing. He looks up and felt his heart dropped at the sight of her.

"Trish…" John finds himself utterly speechless at the sight of her. Sure he's seen her on front covers of magazines and all sorts of pictures, but she looked even better in person. He can't seem to erase the image of her beauty as he shook it off and came back from a fixed trance. "You look great." John plays it off to make it clear that he still disliked her and doesn't want her to think that he's all of a sudden falling for her.

"Thanks," Trish responds rather awkwardly with slight disdain. "You don't look bad yourself." Silence fell upon them when suddenly the photographers began shifting them around for several poses. One pose is where Trish angles her body towards John, but still facing the camera with her hand reaching under his open dress shirt to touch his bare chest as his hand is placed below her waist. After they took a few photos with that pose John and Trish did another thing where she stands in front of him with his arm wrapped around her waist—his hand placed on her bare stomach. They did one where John and Trish are smiling at each other, holding hands with their fingers intertwined. After a few more poses, John and Trish became comfortable with one another that they began posing randomly without the photographer's assistance telling them what to do. Because the two are used to being solo, they were able to break off from their shell and do whatever is natural.

"Good, very good, Trish." One of the photographers commented as four of them continue taking pictures—the light flashing brightly in the eyes of Raw's hottest onscreen couple in every direction. "John, look at Trish. That's right, perfect."

After awhile, Trish and John find themselves enjoying it as they start doing funny posses and whatever is appropriate for the theme of the photoshoot. "Good!" Another photographer explained with the camera glued to his hand. "Nice, yes…perfect!" John went down on one knee as he took Trish's hand as though he was about to propose. Trish smiled in pleased embarrassment, looking surprise for the camera. "Yes!" The photographers exclaimed. "That's it."

After what seemed to be an hour of taking pictures, John Cena was finally dismissed as he headed over to the dressing room to change and head on out. Trish; however had to stay behind for she still had to take solo pictures. Once she was through, the blonde Canadian headed over to her dressing room and quickly got changed into faded denim jeans and a simple fitting green shirt. She puts her hair up in a pony tail, slips on her sunglasses, grabbed her duffel bag and before headed outside where her limo was waiting, she was approached by John Cena who waited next to her dressing room.

"John?" Trish furrowed her eyebrows in bewilderment. "I thought you left already."

"Well I waited for you."

She lifted an eyebrow, "Why?"

"I was wondering if you want to go out and eat lunch with me and discuss tonight's show."

Trish was taken by surprise. She did have a great time with him during the photoshoot and it seemed as if he did too, but she didn't want him to think it gave him an open invitation to think they were all of a sudden cool because they were far from being cool as of late. Just to make it clear that there are no strings attached, she continued to challenge him. "Well…I'll go if only you pay for lunch."

This made him laugh. "Alright," a cocky smirk crossed his face, "anyway I told your limo driver to go ahead. So we're taking mine."

"What if I didn't decide to go?"

John shrugged his shoulder. "Well then you'll be walking and I know you wouldn't want that so you would have no other choice." This made Trish narrowed her eyes at him. But she admits that it was pretty smart.

"Whatever," she lifted the duffel bag over her shoulder, "let's go."

John and Trish entered an Italian restaurant and once they got seated across from each other they immediately took their orders knowing exactly what they want. As the two waited for their food, they began discussing for tonight's Raw taping.

"So I guess we're getting our first onscreen kiss tonight." John says softly to break the silence as Trish looks up from the story script and stares at him. But before she could respond with a crude comment, her cell phone suddenly rang. John begins bobbing his head to her ring tone playing the Black Eyed Peas song as she picks it up and rolled her eyes.

"Hello?" She answers with an irritated sigh. "Oh hey, Randy! How are--"

Trish was rudely cut off when John snatched the cell phone away from her and put it in his ear. "Hey, Randy buddy." Her mouth fell open as she gives him a cold glare from across the table. "Yeah, I'm here with Trish." He looked at her and winked, which only made Trish even angrier. "We just had a photoshoot. Uh huh, yeah. Oh okay, thanks man you too bye." John then hangs up and places her cell phone down on the table.

"What!" She scoffs. "I didn't even get a chance to talk to him."

"Oh well something came up. He has to go see Stephanie about his current angle with Booker T."

Trish studied him carefully in disgust. "You're such an asshole."

John revealed his cocky smile. He just love giving Trish a hard time especially when she isn't making it easy for him in Raw. As they continue staring down at each other's throats, Trish's cell phone rang again. The two looked at it and after a split second, fought for the phone but John was too quick for her as he grabbed it first. "Ha!" He laughed and went to answer it. "Hello?" Trish stood back against her chair and scowled at him. "This is John Cena. Who is this? Oh. Hello, Stacey." His female companion shot him a look as her eyes widen. "I'm with Trish right now. We're at a restaurant. Uh huh, okay." John hands her the phone. "Stacey wants to talk to you."

Trish glared at him and reluctantly grabbed the phone. She drew in a few nervous gulps before answering in embarrassment, "Hey Stacey."

"Oh my God!" She squealed from the other line. "Are you and gorgeous John Cena a thing now?"

Trish rolled her eyes and grunted, noticing the excited tone in her voice. "No, Stace."

"Uh huh, right! Then why are you with him?"

"We just had a photoshoot together for next month's Raw magazine it's no big deal. And besides, we're only discussing tonight's show."

"I'm so getting myself a copy of that magazine!" Trish rolled her eyes as Stacey continues to get overly excited of the fact that Trish and John are having lunch together. John looks on with his eyebrows raised. "So anyway, I called you to let you know that I'm gonna be starring in a new televised competition called Dancing with the Stars! Isn't that great!"

Trish smiled. "Really? That's awesome, Stace!" She didn't expect this to happen. "When do you start?"

"I'll be flying and meeting with my dancing instructor next week."

"That's great, Stacey. I'm really excited for you and I do hope you win."

"Well yeah if only you keep voting for me and make sure everyone else in the locker room does to!"

She chuckled. "So how long are you gonna be away then?"

"Not sure. It could take months." John noticed the sudden frown on Trish's face.

"Well I'm happy for you, Stace but I'm going to really miss you."

"Hey don't worry about it, girl! I'll keep in touch like everyday to remind you to vote for me."

"That is if I have the time to watch the show."

"Oh, I'll call you to vote for me and I'll just give you the number."

Trish laughed. "Okay well have fun and tell me all the details!"

"Thanks and you better tell me everything that goes on with you and John. One of these days, I swear…you two will end up liking each other. Well he probably likes you but you will eventually start liking him too."

Trish rolled her eyes out of annoyance. "Whatever, Stacey. And when you do come back, you'll see that you're wrong this whole time."

"Ha! Well have fun with your date!" Stacey teased.

"It's not a d--" Trish stopped, realizing that John Cena is just right there. She bit her lip and sighs. "Anyway…good luck, Stacey."

"Bye, Trish!"

She hangs up the phone. "What was that all about?" John asked as soon as Trish dazed off into a fixed trance.

"Oh," she shook her head and grinned, "Stacey is going to be in the new show called 'Dancing with the Stars'. I'm really excited for her."

"That's pretty cool. I mean that girl has got some killer legs. I'm sure she'll be a knockout." Trish smiled that for once they agreed on something. Just then, the waiter returned with their food as they begin filling themselves up for tonight's show.

The cameras began rolling as they showed John Cena in his locker room getting ready for his match against Edge. Moments later, there was a knock on the door. John looks up curious who it could be, "come in."

"Hey, John." Trish Stratus enters the room as they hear the crowd going wild.

The champ looked at her and smiled. "Hey, Trish."

"Listen, I just came here to wish you good luck on your match against Edge. After he interfered with my match against Lita a few weeks ago, he's gonna get what he deserves and I have faith in you that you'll get the job done."

There were more cheers from the crowd. The two champions could feel the fans getting into it. John Cena then rises up from the bench and moves closer to Trish. "Oh you'll bet he's gonna get what he deserves because tonight here in St. Louis, Missouri…" the crowd once again goes crazy, "Edge will get his ass kicked!"

Trish nods her head in satisfaction with a smirk on her face. "Oh yeah. You do your thing, Cena and good luck." As she turned around and headed towards the door, John Cena grabbed her by the arm, allowing the blonde Canadian to face him again.

"Before you go, Trish…I was wondering," he looks down and grins, "If you could do me a favor."

They could hear cheers and woos from the crowd. The fans sure knows what is coming as John gets closer to Trish. "Anything for you, champ." She responds quite flirtatiously.

"I need help warming up and since you're already here…" John trails off as he closed the gap between them and kissed her lips lightly with his own. After a few seconds, they broke apart and smiled at each other with more cheers from the crowd.

"Good luck, John." Trish bit her lip, smiling as she exits the room. The cameras then went off. Once the camera men exit his locker room, John leaned back against the wall and deeply sighed. 'Wow,' he thought while looking back on the simple onscreen kiss he shared with Trish. Trish may not be his favorite person at the time but he certainly did enjoy it. A smile crept over his face, and although it was just a kiss, it was starting to get under his skin, 'But why?'

A/N: Okay, so tell me what you think so far. I have another chapter just waiting to be read, (lol) but that would really depend on the feedback I get so please do review & i'll update as soon as possible. Thanks again for reading!