If Looks Could Kill, Part 1 of 2songsparrw1October 22 2010, 02:40:22 UTC
Warning, this is so fluffy, your dentist will get a tooth-ache.
***SPOILER THROUGH MANGA 421***
The children that worked at Urahara Shoten stood behind the counter and listened to the argument raging in the living area behind the store.
“Urahara - how am I going to explain THIS?”
“Explain? Oh, yes, that. Why say anything? It is a good look, for you. Very sexy.” Kisuke said from behind his fan.
“SEXY!?” ARE YOU INSANE?”
“Mou, Berry-tan is really angry, “ demurred Ururu.
“So what?” He’ll get over it - eventually…” snickered Jinta, from behind the counter.
Mugetsu/Ichigo glared at the shopkeeper, and batted long black hair away from his face. The tattoos on his arms and torso did nothing to diminish the impact of his exotic appearance.
“You wanted to regain your abilities, right? Live with it! You’ll never miss the red hair,” Kisuke drawled mildly at the raven-haired shinigami’s back.
“I don’t care what you do. Just FIX IT!’ he spat back as he stormed from the shop, tossing his hair. As he stalked down the street, a group of thugs stopped and gave him a puzzled look, obviously not recognizing his tattoos. He drew curious stares as he approached the Kurosaki Clinic. “What are you staring at?” he thought. “Haven’t any of you ever seen long hair on a man? This is not a big deal. ”
Yanking open and then slamming the door behind him, he took the stairs two-at-a-time to his room. “Thank God the girls are out tonight, “ he mused. I have a little time to think about what to do. The more he thought, the less he liked his options. He would not consider bleaching his hair or wearing a wig. No, he would have to do just as Urahara had suggested: he would say nothing at all. Just as it was nobody’s business whether or not his orange hair was real, it was nobody’s business how it came to be black and grow down to his butt in a matter of months. He hung his head.
***SPOILER THROUGH MANGA 421***
The children that worked at Urahara Shoten stood behind the counter and listened to the argument raging in the living area behind the store.
“Urahara - how am I going to explain THIS?”
“Explain? Oh, yes, that. Why say anything? It is a good look, for you. Very sexy.” Kisuke said from behind his fan.
“SEXY!?” ARE YOU INSANE?”
“Mou, Berry-tan is really angry, “ demurred Ururu.
“So what?” He’ll get over it - eventually…” snickered Jinta, from behind the counter.
Mugetsu/Ichigo glared at the shopkeeper, and batted long black hair away from his face. The tattoos on his arms and torso did nothing to diminish the impact of his exotic appearance.
“You wanted to regain your abilities, right? Live with it! You’ll never miss the red hair,” Kisuke drawled mildly at the raven-haired shinigami’s back.
“I don’t care what you do. Just FIX IT!’ he spat back as he stormed from the shop, tossing his hair. As he stalked down the street, a group of thugs stopped and gave him a puzzled look, obviously not recognizing his tattoos. He drew curious stares as he approached the Kurosaki Clinic. “What are you staring at?” he thought. “Haven’t any of you ever seen long hair on a man? This is not a big deal. ”
Yanking open and then slamming the door behind him, he took the stairs two-at-a-time to his room. “Thank God the girls are out tonight, “ he mused. I have a little time to think about what to do. The more he thought, the less he liked his options. He would not consider bleaching his hair or wearing a wig. No, he would have to do just as Urahara had suggested: he would say nothing at all. Just as it was nobody’s business whether or not his orange hair was real, it was nobody’s business how it came to be black and grow down to his butt in a matter of months. He hung his head.
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