Alright, so this is actually an old story I started last year and for whatever reason I never got to finish it; now I'm trying to get back to it but with another pairing for Punk. But anyaway, for the last couple of months I haven't been watching Raw start to finish but I've seen a few scenes with Eve and Punk and I have to admit that I like them together more than I should so I just had to try this. Rated M, be aware of language and other situations. Other than that, enjoy.

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"I can't believe they are making me do this." CM Punk mumbled quietly under his breath as he tried to keep his attention a hundred percent focused into one of the six comics books he had brought over for his upcoming trip. "Stupid jerks, should have fired me instead of making me do this shit."

Puffing out a breath and turning a page he hadn't even read, the tattooed wrestler blinked a couple of times and mused about what was to come.

It was… well, it was ridiculous to a certain point because really, whoever thought that he was going to make a good PR tour overseas was definitely high or something because everybody knew that he, CM Punk or as his closest friends called him, Phil, was the epitome of what a PR disaster could be.

He wasn't people friendly, his big mouth always got him in trouble and he hated, hated with a passion going overseas. Hell, he was crabby as fuck just by waiting for his flight at the airport so he knew he was going to be irritable before the day was over.

Sure, he could do a decent job and pull out a 'hi I'm Punk and I'm so happy to be here' attitude for a while, but such an act could only take him so far and he was definitely not looking forward for a whole week of that.

In his mind the office should have sent Sheamus, after all the man looked and acted like a good WWE representative should and Punk was sure that the bigger man would have gladly gone instead of him.

But nooo! It seemed that between the two champions, the management wanted to screw only him so he was booked without previous notice to go to an Asian pre-tour with a Diva.

Shaking his head, Punk lifted his free hand up to his face and then dragged it slowly down to his chest. Yup, things were really going to blow.

With that pessimist thought, the WWE champion pushed his lip ring with the tip of his tongue and tilting his head to the side without letting his muted headphones fall down, he stole a glance in the direction of the woman who sat a few seats away from him.

Sure, he could see why his friend Colt told him that he should be happy that he was going to travel to one of the most intriguing places in the whole wide world with one of the hottest women ever; but truth be told, the so called Voice of the Voiceless would rather stay in the States wrestling shows. But because the powers that be decided against that, he was now about to take a plane to China and what was worse, he had to do it with none other Eve Torres.

Eyeing her over, Punk mused about what Colt told him over the phone earlier that day and yes, his friend was right in something; the woman was a stunner. But at the same time, he knew what was beneath that pretty face and he didn't want anything to do with her.

No, no and no. Fuck, the woman was nothing but a conniving bitch that would use anyone that was fool enough to fall in her games without any kind of remorse; and her purpose? Furthering her career and remaining relevant.

Overall, since the Cena/Ryder fiasco, her friends abandoned her, her fans saw her as she truly was and her reputation sank to the floor. She was now seen as a two-face troublesome bitch that would viciously scheme against anyone to get herself over and it was no secret throughout the WWE that she was one of the least liked persons backstage.

It was like he stupidly told Stephanie McMahon when she informed him of his upcoming tour with the former Diva's champion, he didn't want to be stuck with a prima donna bitch for a whole week.

At that Stephanie only eyed him over and a few seconds after that he realized that Eve was right there and within hearing ratio. Yup, that happened to him and awkward as it was, the woman didn't even say a word to put him in his place.

But now it was this, they were about to board a plane, the week was yet to begin and there was already tension between the two WWE Superstars.

She wasn't talking, he was talking to himself and things were just… a bit tense.

Lifting his eyes in her direction once again and finding that she was still engrossed by what appeared to be texting on her phone, Punk cleared his throat and shifted on his seat.

Eve Torres. Who would have thought the dramatic change the woman has undergone; from being one of the most popular Divas, to be welcomed into the ring by numerous chants of what people liked to call her now, hoeski.

Ah, but apparently those chants were not far from the truth because according to what Colt told him, the woman was directly to blame for John Cena's impending divorce… sure, he wasn't so sure about that but yes, that was a rumor running rampant.

Squinting his eyes, Punk scanned the Latina beauty over. When Colt told him about her rumored affair with Cena, he had thought of two things; one, that he has never heard those kinds of rumors among the guys and two, that why would a woman allow her apparent lover to humiliate her on the ring as Cena did with her.

Not that he really cared of course.

But anyway, as Eve sat on her seat engrossed with her things, Punk noticed that other than the cold attitude she showed off to him since she arrived to the waiting area, there was nothing to read in her face.

Not that he minded, indifference was good and two could play that game; but if she all of a sudden began to go off on him for the thing with Stephanie, he was going to get really, really crabby.

Putting her phone down, Eve took a deep breath and without sparing Punk a glance, she put it back into her purse.

Punk watched all that and as he watched, the call for their flight to be boarded echoed all over the place.

Grunting, the Chicago native guarded his comic into his backpack to read later on and got to his feet, walking towards the gate and passing right pass Eve without even sparing her a glance.

Yeah… they had a long flight ahead and a longer week waiting for them… and truth be told, he couldn't wait for all to be over.

TBC