OK, this is not my first fanfic, but it's my first public.
And no matter what the subject may sound like this is not
a lemon or fruit flavored/scented in any way.
  C&C welcome (does anyone say it's not?) and strongly
encouraged.  While my pre-reader is a great friend, he
knows close to zilch about anime.  I'm also looking for
a better title since I am absolutely awful with them..

(Insert all standard disclaimers, if you would)


                 I'd Buy that for a Dollar

     "He's so cute."  Yuka was gazing at him with this rather
sickening dreamy look in her eyes.  Like she would ever have
a chance with him.
     "Yeah.  You know Haruko asked him out at the beginning
of this year?"  Now Sayuri was getting caught up in it too.
     "Really?  She's only a sophomore."
     "It wouldn't matter if she were the Queen of England.
He's only got eyes for one girl," I interjected.  I hated to 
ruin their gossip, but their was no point in getting excited 
over something that would never happen.
     They all knew it too.  Yuka sighed, that goofy look
still on her face.  I followed her gaze and considered the
object of her attention.  He _was_ the cutest thing on two
legs in the city and technically, he was the most elligible
bachelor at school.  Too bad he acted like he had the IQ of
a brick and couldn't get it through his concrete skull that
my sister wanted nothing to do with him.
     Oh well.  It sure helped to provide some pocket change.
Akane wasn't too happy about the pictures, even if she tried
to ignore them.  Still, she tolerated them, not that I would
stop if she didn't.  And I'll admit, he did get the most
darling pink flush in his cheeks whenever I had new pictures
for him.
     "Look at that," Emiko said, smiling.  She was working
on her predatory look and doing a good job.  He was yelling
at some freshman, really laying it on...  "I bet he's a
great kisser."  That set them to giggling.
     "No way.  Those are virgin lips."
     They gaped at me.  "Uh-uh.  You're saying he's never
kissed a girl before?"  I suppose they had a right to be
surprised; they didn't know him like I did.
     I nodded.  "Yep.  The only girl he would consider
putting his mouth on is my sister."  Not that she would
ever let that happen.
     "It would still be worth it to try."  Oh Jesus, they
were all acting like nitwits now.  Time to nip this in the
bud.
     "Put your money where your mouth is, ladies."  I
stood up, brushing myself off.  "How much are willing to
put in the pot?"
     That got them.  "I'm up for 1000," Emiko said without
hesitation.
     "This should be good," Yuka chimed in.  "2000 for me."
     Sayuri jumped right in.  "Ooh.  Put me down for 2000."
     I looked back at him.  5000 yen to give him a kiss?
That's like giving me 100 yen a day to breathe.  Dumb or
not, I bet he _was_ a good kisser.  This was going to be
well worth the setup, even if I wasn't his 'true love'.
     And when he starts complaining about respect and
the proper behavior for one of his station, and tries to
hide the fact that he's blushing, that's when I know that
I got him... And good.

----End

So I'm not real happy with the end.  I just couldn't think
of an appropriately sleazy way to end it (my original was
slutty, which I didn't like either). 

When does all this take place?  Actually, this is the 
first part of a 3 story arc (all quite short), but it is
actually the 3rd one I wrote.  So you'd know when this
takes place if you read part 2 (isn't that nice of me?).

Lara

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|  Joy joy fun fun!  If only my pre-reader didn't sell  |
|  his island (he was only using it as a tax shelter)   |
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