Disclaimer: I own Pinup, JoJo, Charade, Fedora and Luna, so please don't kidnap them!

P.S. Sorry I've made you wait so long, kids. Enjoy!

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Medda's

Pinup eyed Skittery like he was the last piece of juicy steak at a fat man's convention. The fact that she wasn't even trying to hide what she thought of him made his stomach churn. She slowly sashayed his way, her hips swaying side to side in a natural but dramatic rhythm. Skittery felt every pulse in his head. Boom! Hips right. Boom! Hips left. He felt a hot rush shoot to his head… and then somewhere else.

"Uhh… 'scuze me – " Skittery muttered, dashing by her and causing a slight breeze to intoxicate her with the tiniest hint of his scent. Pinup closed her eyes and tried to catch the remains with her nose. She felt her face burn with confusion, and ran out the front door after Skittery, who was pathetically bent over the porch railing, his perfect ass crying out for her attention. What a luscious lack of ass! When she realized he was throwing up whatever he had eaten that day that came out bright blue, she bent over him and stroked his forehead.

"Oh my God! Hello? Are you awake? Gosh… I don't even know your name! Are you alive? Please move if you can hear me!"

After a short while, his eyes opened and his face scrunched as he tasted the remains of what had just come up.

"Are you alright?" Pinup smirked, for lack of anything better to say that may cause him more embarrassment.

"Yeah. I jist… uh…" Skittery wiped the sweat off his forehead and Pinup noticed how white his face was.

It wasn't long until the whole gang ran out the front door to see what all the commotion and screaming was about.

"Jesus, Skits," Blink rolled his eyes.

"What the hell happened to him?" Fedora asked, holding in a giggle.

"He gets a little noivous around girls," Swifty said.

"It's alright," Pinup shrugged. "You guys go inside. I'll get him cleaned up."

Skittery winced. "Cleaned up? What am I, five? I've been takin' care of me self since I was a baby!"

They tried to stifle their pitiful laughs, but it was too late. Skittery had just experienced more embarrassment than a teenage girl who lost her bloomers. After the last person got inside, Pinup plopped down next to Skittery on the front porch.

"So, Skittery. That's your name?"

Skittery nodded and was still cringing from the bad taste in his mouth. There was an awkward silence and he could tell Pinup was waiting for him to say something. He was praying she would say something so he wouldn't have to open his damn stupid mouth. Pinup looked forward, slightly squinting from the sun, and a slight breeze blew a strand of her hair in his face. Skittery couldn't help at this inconspicuous chance to find out what she smelled like. He shuddered. Something like cinnamon and lilac.

"Sorry," she smiled, tucking the unruly strand behind her ear. She suddenly became shy when their eyes locked for an uneasy second. Oh perfect. I can't even look at him. I've never been this shy before!"

"It's… it's awful nice 'a you takin' care 'a me miss," he said, too shy to look her in the eye.

His sincerity made her smile. It wasn't often a man and woman of their professions kept their mutual attraction a secret. Who ever heard of a newsie and a nightclub dancer being shy around each other?

They walked up the stairs silently, and Skittery almost fell backward when Pinup's arm moved backward and her hand touched his. It was hardly an accident. Skittery's scared mind explored every possibility of where she was taking him and what she was going to do with him until finally they made it to the bathroom.

"Sit there," Pinup pointed to a wicker chair next to the bathtub while she pumped the water.

"The water will be cold, but you'll feel better."

Skittery froze. Bath? She wants me to take a bath? While she's here?

He sat there very quietly, his heart pounding, until Pinup was done pumping the water out.

"Would you… like me to leave?" She asked quietly.

Skittery thought about it for a moment while taking in the view of her. What was there to be nervous about? Sure, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on, but if he told her to leave, he'd just be like any other guy. He wanted to be the guy. He wanted to stand out in her memory forever.

He stood up confidently, stumbled a bit, found his balance, then took a step toward her and smiled. He had a gorgeous, toothy smile, and looked like he realized how ridiculous he bad been.

"Yes."

Pinup frowned. "Yes, you want me to leave?"

"No! No, I mean yes, you can stay." Skittery blushed violently.

Pinup nodded and turned around while Skittery took off his clothes.

"I won't look."

It didn't matter that she wasn't looking; his whole body trembled just knowing she was there. After all his clothes were in a pile on the floor, he just stood there for a moment. Too afraid that if he made any sudden movements, his desire for her would no longer remain a secret. After a few seconds of pulling himself together, he took a small step towards the bathtub, then froze. His stomach flew up to his throat.

Pinup pivoted on one foot and while Skittery almost jumped out of his skin, she turned around completely. Realizing that it was too late to cover up, all he could do was pretend he wasn't scared. He furrowed his eyebrows together, though he was getting goosebumps.

"You turned around. You said – "

"What are you gonna do, spank me?" Pinup smirked, not taking her eyes off his face.

Skittery gulped and shut his eyes tightly closed. Oh god. Don't think about spanking her. Do not think about that. Don't think about Pinup and her black dress and her cute butt and her shiny dark hair and how she smells like flirtation and spice. Pinup smiled and cocked an eyebrow. Skittery didn't know for sure but the glisten in her eye said "I'm impressed." He laughed slightly and got in the bathtub. She noticed. There's no way she couldn't have seen it. God, she is so fucking hot.

"I'll be downstairs."

As soon as she closed the door behind her, Skittery's head fell back against the wall with embarrassment. She turned around.