I'm looking for a Manga Artist who'd be willing to do a collaboration with me. I have an idea for a manga and I need somebody to illustrate it. There will be no pay at the moment but once I get it published we will split the share 50-50. This is mainly for my university application form, so I can have something unique to put on it! :p The manga is most likely Fantasy/Action with possibly a bit of Romance, so there will be fight scenes involved!
SO! If you're interested please send me a PM with a sample of your work.

Chapter 2

"That's so cheap! I'll take it."

The men stood there speechless.

Seeing their reaction, the girl hastily pulled out a pen and scribbled the amount onto a cheque. "Here, a one million pound cheque!"

Having composed themselves, one of the men said, "Let me check if the cheque's real."

Naruto watched in awe from the corner he was crouched in.

"This girl's about the same age as me, how is she so rich?" he asked himself with a suspicious look on his face.

A voice came from the phone the man was holding, saying, "The cheque is real, a whole one million sterling!"

In a flash, the two suited men turned to the girl and bowed.

"We're sorry for disturbing you." They apologized.

With a cheerful smile the girl said, "No problem, drop in again anytime!"

As the mob of creditors left along with the two men, Naruto's eyes filled with tears of gratitude. "My saviour!" he wept as he knelt and grabbed onto the girl's skirt.

Shocked, she sweat dropped and said, "Why don't you show me around the house now?"

After going giving a tour through the house, Naruto suddenly realized something.

"This house isn't worth that much, so why did you decide to buy it?" he asked, suddenly suspicious.

"I really like this house." She replied casually. Turning around, she added, with a devious smile that sent chills down Naruto's spine, "It also comes with a servant, so you'd be stupid to turn it down!"

The word "servant" flashed through Naruto's mind as he realized that he'd been used.

The girl saw the face that he was making and asked in a threatening manner, "Why? Are you dissatisfied?"

Getting the hint, he replied with forced enthusiasm, "No, not at all!"

In an instant, the girl changed his clothes into a frilly Lolita dress. "Wow, you look like Cinderella! I'll call you that from now on!"

Naruto felt sick as he dramatically sank to the floor, "Damn it, I've completely been used!"

As the girl walked up the stairs he shouted, "I don't have to dress like this just because you've forced me to be your servant!"

She turned with a murderous glint in her eye. "One Million Pounds." She said bluntly.

Naruto's attitude instantly changed, spurring into activity, brushing the floor at a frantic rate. It almost looked as if he enjoyed the job when he hummed while working.

Impressed with herself, the girl proceeded into her room and locked the door. Leaning on the wall, she pulled out a purple diamond and tossed it up in the air, only to catch it and look through it.

"Is this thing really that expensive?" she thought to herself.

Meanwhile, now that the girl was gone, Naruto shed the cheery façade and began to reflect on the day as he sat on the toilet.

"It's all my crappy Dad's fault!" he thought to himself.

To make himself feel better, he pictured Minato in the maid's dress, and chuckled. His vengeful thinking was interrupted by the buzzing of his mobile. Pulling it out, he answered the call.

"Son, this is the last time you'll be hearing my voice. This disaster has come upon us so we must go our separate ways. We will meet again if fate deems it as so. The message you just heard is pre-recorded."

Feeling frustrated he thought, "Why are my parents so irresponsible? Tsuki! You shitty female thief, I swear that I'll capture you!"

After venting his frustration, he returned to the living room to find the girl sitting on the sofa watching TV. He instantly began occupying himself while saying, "The bins are full. I'll go empty them.", "The sofa's so dirty, I'll clean it!" and "The floor is dirty, I'll get a mop!".

As he stood in front of the girl while mopping the floor he said, "Manual labour is so enjoyable!"

The girl casually pointed out, "Your smile seems very forced."

"Uhh, re-, really?" he asked, not paying attention to where he was going, and crashed into a dustbin.

The doorbell rang.