A/N: So hopefully, this collection will have 100 chapters all together within the next year? Anybody know of a fanfic that has 100 chapters or more? Tell me if you do, I'll check it out. And if it's possible, I would like this collection to have the highest number of chapters in all of FF.

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HOW NOT TO PICK UP A GIRL/MAN (part 1)

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Passing along the row of whores, prostitutes, sluts, whatever you want to call them, was a lecherous raven. He focused in on the cute pretty ones, and not the ones who were unflattering or shoving their boobs or thrusting their hips in his face as he passed along in his car.

Carefully scoping the mass of skanks, he sighed, there was nothing there worth his time. He was about to back up and drive away when his eyes got caught on a very cute blonde. His clothes were not as revealing or sluttish as the other whores but he didn't need to show his body off to get the raven's attention.

He parked his car along the side and as he made his way to the blonde, girls and guys tried to cling to him and rub against him. Desperately trying not to gag and vomit, he brushed them away like they were diseases, and shuddered. They probably were full of diseases. Hopefully the blonde was not infected.

He carefully approached the blonde with arrogance. The women the blonde was talking to looked over his shoulder and her eyes widened. She could not conceal her excitement and raked a hand through her hair, then, smoothed out her short skirt. The raven rolled his eyes at the action. The blonde's eyebrow rose at the women's action and looked over his shoulder back at the raven.

He turned around fully to eye the raven warily, who smirked at him; the blonde looked over at his friend who was blushing and batting her eyelashes at the raven. He shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave, but a firm hand on his wrist stopped him. He turned his head and narrowed his eyes and the arrogant raven.

It seemed that all the whores, prostitutes, sluts, whatever you want to call them, stopped talking just to see what the raven was going to do. The raven let the blonde's wrist go and the blonde eyed him warily as he rubbed his wrist. The raven leaned in closer to the short blonde with his hands in his pocket and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Hey baby, wanna earn fifty bucks?" The raven said huskily as his eyes roamed down the blonde's body. The blonde's ice cold eyes narrowed into slits and he pulled his foot back only to let it hit the raven's crotch. A moment of silence was heard after the blonde kicked the raven.

A low whine was heard from the raven's throat until he released a very angry hiss. His eyes narrowed at the equally angry blonde. The throng of people seemed to back away from the intensity of the glaring pair.

"What the fuck dobe?!" The raven hissed out while trying to withstand the pain without touching himself degradingly in front of the crowd that had formed. The blonde growled and poked the raven in the chest repeatedly.

"Does it look like I'm a prostitute?! Why the hell are you trying to pick me up?!" The blonde shouted and then pulled at his blonde locks. The raven's face turned red with rage.

"I would think so! Your clothes don't exactly help you and you were talking to one of your prostitute buddies!" The raven screamed back and the blonde got in the raven's face as his face scrunched up with anger.

"Well, maybe I was just talking to one of my friends who just so happens to be a prostitute! Huh, how about that?!" The blonde said and stormed away. The raven's anger dissipated and then he let out a frustrated yell and stomped back to his car.

The crowd stood there paralyzed after the two stormed off. The raven didn't even have a chance after uttering that horrible pick up line.

In conclusion: You shouldn't immediately assume that somebody is a whore, prostitute, or slut, whatever you want to call it, if you see them talking to one.

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Okay, this chapter wasn't that great and no complaining about the conclusion "like somebody wouldn't think that!" and what not. I know somebody would've. That is a pick up line. I've seen many different times.

(Insert some word here),

Daikaishi