This here's one of those rare times I take the black & white compile of lineart I started for a particular lineart, run some color layers over it and find a palette that I find interesting enough to use as the initial phase of 'completion' before the final stage is set.

I've something special in store for this one; one I'll probably take a good amount of time to finish up but it'll be worth it. For multiple reasons I do not wish to disclose here but will all be revealed when this particular piece has made it to the final stage.

Represented in here is of course Juju but also  misskuro's character French Kiss depicted in a scene around the time where I was about getting started on that mini comic I regrettably set aside but have not forgotten. I was making such good progress then procrastination and misdirection took me away! So I find myself by using this particular piece as a means to set me back on the right path of things and back into the groove of drawing.

Also to make amends to MissKuro for being such a punk in doing what I've done; letting a good idea slide into the back burners yet to be brought back to life.

Until then however...

Sierrace Nov. 9th 2007, Tradeline Ave. 8:38 PM

"Any reason you decided to give me your sweater?" Bernadette asked.

"It's cold?" Juju replied with inquisitive innocence.

"Yeah, right. And all you're wearing is that snug little compression top showing off the goods. What's that about?" Bernadette observed.

"Fine..." Juju stalled with deflated enthusiasm as he pinned his ears low momentarily, "Maybe I'm just a little concerned." Juju responded.

"Concerned? How do you figure?" Bernadatte pressed.

"Come on, you really need me to explain?" Juju asked, looking over in her direction.

"It'd help me figure out what your intentions are." Bernadette teased.

"Ohhh! Is that how it's gonna be then? Alright, I'll bite..." Juju said, laughing shortly after his response, Bernadette smiling back at him as they continued walking down the street.

"Well, I did genuinely believe you were cold but seeing as how you suspect alot more than just my whole hearted generosity..." Juju paused.

"Mm-hmmm." Bernadette prolonged as she allowed Juju to continue.

"Maybe I just don't want other guys checking you out now, now that I've actually come out of my shell to respect a beautiful woman." Juju added.

"Oh? Jealous of prying eyes and other boys, Juju?" Bernadette continued to tease.

"Come on, don't do this!" Juju couldn't help keep a smile in spite of her prodding and pocketed his hands into his pants, "Beautiful girl like you-- even after you'd put that sweater on it's not doing much to help."

"Would you like it back?" Bernadette asked, still smiling back at him as she rung her hands down at the lower brim of his sweater offered to her.

Juju pulled a hand up, shaking it at her and then returning it back into the pocket he'd holstered it into, "No, no, keep it on. Last thing I'd ask you to do is take anything off for my benefit."

"What's that say about me then?" Bernadette asked.

"You mean me taking off my clothes?" Juju defined.

"Sweater, yes." She simply nodded her head.

"It means I'll look forward to seeing you repay me in kind, somehow." Juju replied, grinning back at her mischievously.

"Ooh, but what about that 'last thing I'd ask you to do...' part?" Bernadette rebutted.

"But I never asked," Juju reminded, "I simply gave it to you."

Bernadette turned her head at him and lowered her brow but couldn't help but keep smiling back at him as she gripped at the bottom of the sweater and tugged it forward some while she listened to Juju chuckle aloud between them, "You sly dog, you."

"Word? Yeeea." Juju sounded happily, laughing a bit louder over himself as Bernadette sidestepped in on Juju and butted her hip against him as they walked, causing him to stagger briefly before he retraced himself to walk along side her again as the two of them continued down the avenue together blissfully.

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Ahhh, I can't wait to finish this piece; colors and all. The comic too, yea...