[... okay, look, this sort of thing isn't normally Yusuke's bag, but the guy who approached him about doing this said he'd make a little extra pocket change if he went through with it, and... well, c'mon. Getting paid to kiss girls? What's not to love about that? Seems like a pretty good deal to Yusuke, that's for sure!
Of course, the kicker here is that Yusuke... isn't very experienced. Like, at all. His first kiss happened when he was deader than a doornail, and since then he's either been too busy or too chicken to attempt to get a proper kiss from his girl... friend... person. Keiko.
... yeah.
Fortunately for Yusuke, though, he's pretty good at slapping on a poker face in a pinch, so even though his guts are in knots and one of his knees is jiggling up and down a little beneath the booth, there isn't really any signs of nervousness in his expression. In fact, he... kind of seems like he doesn't really give a shit about being there, given that he's slouched down in his seat and his nose is practically buried in a comic book. At least he doesn't have any cigarettes on him, though - oh, he'd probably like to be smoking right now, there's very little doubt about that, but alas, he forgot his smokes in his hotel room. Guess no one will get the chance to sample the taste of Camerupt Lite today. What a shame!
Incidentally, one might also notice that his hair is down rather than gelled back for once; he wouldn't normally change his style just because someone asked him to, but the guy told him that if he ditched the gel and went for a "more natural look" (whatever the fuck that means) he'd get paid extra. Hey, if that was all he needed to do to get more cash out of this...]
Yusuke Urameshi | Yu Yu Hakusho | /casually breaks hiatus for this...
Of course, the kicker here is that Yusuke... isn't very experienced. Like, at all. His first kiss happened when he was deader than a doornail, and since then he's either been too busy or too chicken to attempt to get a proper kiss from his girl... friend... person. Keiko.
... yeah.
Fortunately for Yusuke, though, he's pretty good at slapping on a poker face in a pinch, so even though his guts are in knots and one of his knees is jiggling up and down a little beneath the booth, there isn't really any signs of nervousness in his expression. In fact, he... kind of seems like he doesn't really give a shit about being there, given that he's slouched down in his seat and his nose is practically buried in a comic book. At least he doesn't have any cigarettes on him, though - oh, he'd probably like to be smoking right now, there's very little doubt about that, but alas, he forgot his smokes in his hotel room. Guess no one will get the chance to sample the taste of Camerupt Lite today. What a shame!
Incidentally, one might also notice that his hair is down rather than gelled back for once; he wouldn't normally change his style just because someone asked him to, but the guy told him that if he ditched the gel and went for a "more natural look" (whatever the fuck that means) he'd get paid extra. Hey, if that was all he needed to do to get more cash out of this...]