[Closed Log] Hair Trouble

[orangetwirl]

Who: Deidara, Tobi, Loli
When: Tuesday evening following Tobi and Itachi's excellent adventure
What: Deidara's hair is now black, so Tobi offers to fix his hair back to blond
Where: Deidara and Tobi's apartment
Warnings: Swearing, anything else to be added
AIM or LJ? LJ, or else this would never happen
Open? No

"Senpaaaiiii I'm back!"

That was Tobi's

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[artmeansexplode]

Deidara looked up from his chair- Tobi's familiar obnoxiously cheery greeting filled him with a similarly familiar sense of dread. This time, though, he might have the solution to Deidara's hair problems. That was enough to overlook it. This time. His head still hurt, though. Tobi's voice he could handle- the fucking bird greeting him, he couldn't. Could Tobi teach the thing to have a less shrill voice?

He wrinkled his nose at the suggestion of the bathroom- it still wretched of vomit in there, but there were mirrors around... Deidara had no idea what was involved in the process of bleaching, and he was incredibly reluctant to entrust his hair to Tobi. He was desperate, and supposed that Tobi knew better. For once.

"Whatever. Sure, un- but it still smells in there." He'd get up... in abit. Man, his head.

[orangetwirl]

"Okie, I'll go ahead 'n turn the fan on 'n open the window. That'll help!" Tobi replied before he made his way down the hallway and left his senpai to wallow in his hang over that had lasted all day. Indeed, the smell of vomit was still strong in the air, and Tobi wrinkled his nose in disapproval once he arrived in the bathroom.

"Pew." he mumbled as he turned on the circulation fan, opened the window, and emptied at least two cans of air freshener in the place. Once his 'cleaning' was done he set the things around the sink. His gloves, the hair bleach, and of course the hair dye. Tobi had spent a good five minutes looking at all the different shades of blond and found the one that looked closest to Deidara's.

He reemerged from the bathroom to peek into Deidara's room again, staring at the black hair for a moment. Deidara looked so gosh darned different with black hair. But he smiled, and knocked. "Senpai I'm all ready, the smell is not as bad now!"

[artmeansexplode]

Deidara groaned slightly- man, the very thought of moving... ngh. He dragged himself upright and stumbled into the bathroom, glaring at the bird on the way. It had better not do anything during this, or it wasn't going to be alive for much longer. He'd make sure of that with his lovely artworks.

It still smelled when he staggered in through the door- but it wasn't nearly as bad as before, he could deal with that. The smell of air freshener was overwhelming but sonehow you could still smell the vomit- it made for an... interesting and not quite so pleasant combination. Deidara glanced around self-conciously at the mirror- he still couldn't quite believe it, his hair was fucking black. It'd be over with soon, he supposed- but damn. "Still smells, un."

[orangetwirl]

"Yes well you threw up an awful lot." Tobi said as he helped his senpai down into the chair he had dragged in from the kitchen for him to sit on. He grabbed a towel (an old one) and draped it around Deidara's shoulders. "I got you some nose plugs, cuz bleach is stinky 'n I don't want you getting sick again." he said, as he held out the pack of nose plugs.

In his younger days Tobi had spent money on bleaching his own hair, until he found how to do it himself. Now however, he was happy with his black hair.

He looked over his contents by the sink, grabbed the scissors and cut open the packet of bleach powder. Tobi pulled on his plastic gloves before he poured the powder into a plastic bowl, then began to gradually add the liquid to the powder. "I ended up getting two packets, since your hair is so long you'd need it." he said as he wrinkled his nose as the smell of bleach wafted up, as he used the applicator brush to mix the paste, as he added in the developer.

[artmeansexplode]

[ OOC: FAIKJSAOAFS WRONG ACCCOUNT ]

Watch TV? Yeah, he could do that. "Yeah, sure... un." He stumbled out of the bathroom, still suffering from an ever-worsening headache. Deidara removed the noseplugs- damn, they felt weird, and he could breathe, and at least now he was free of that fucking smell. How long was this going to take anyway? Patience was hardly Deidara's strongsuit.

He pulled himself onto a chair and realized that he was far too lazy to get up and turn on the television, and his head hurt too much to want to listen to any of that crap anyway. He closed his eyes, content to enjoy the silence for awhile- if not for that fucking bird, squawking about something he couldn't be bothered to make out. Damn it. He blocked it out as much as he could, but the shrill noise still managed to pierce his ears and shake his already aching mind. Fucking bird.