Wednesday, November 7, 2007

An Inch Shorter

A/N: Well... I did the dumbest thing today or dumber than usual, as Ishida-Nii put it...; I attempted to trim my own hair, experimenting with my bangs, and just chopped off an inch of them. So now my bangs are slanted, slightly jagged, and an inch shorter than my normal length, which by the way, is the length of the rest of my hair.

I have shorter bangs!!! How can this be??!! Damn, I hope I get to go to the hairdresser tomorrow.... At least the guy who does my hair will know how to fix it!
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For the first time in his life, Kuchiki Byakuya found out that Akamatsu Arisa had a really ear-piercing, high-pitched scream. For the first time in his life, he also found out that his 3rd Seat really, really loved her hair, and would go into depression if anything happened to it.

It wasn't his fault, really.

It all began with a peaceful morning, and some jagged bangs...
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(Flashback)

Risa faced herself in the mirror, scowling. No matter how she looked at it, her bangs were out of shape. The tips were jagged, a lock longer than the rest here and there. She had always prided herself on having the best, well-kept hair in Soul Society, rivalling Kuchiki Byakuya's, her black curtain of hair always falling to the small of her back in gleaming waves. But today.... today she realised that the end of her bangs were not even.

Something had to be done, and that something had to be done quick.

Frowning in concentration, Risa lifted a pair of sisscors in her right hand, and clamped her left bang between her forefinger and middle finger in her left, dragging it down to almost the end. Looking carefully at the potruding (and offending) lock of hair, she sisscored away at it, leaving a seemingly straight cut behind. Turning her attenttion to her right bang, she repeated the process all over again.

When she was done, Risa squinted at her reflection again. Wait a minute... it wasn't parallel. It wasn't parallel at all. In fact, her left bang seemed to be longer than her right bang. Scowling, she lifted the sisscors and trimmed away at it again, determined to make the sides balanced. Great... now the right side was longer... She made to cut it again.

"Risa." Byakuya opened the door all of a sudden, and Risa jumped, sisscors still in hand. Unfortunately, she snapped it shut while having the lock of hair between the blades.

Slice.

Swish.

Silence.

And Risa stared in horror at her now SHORT bangs. Oh my God... had she actually sliced off an INCH off them?! She slowly raised her head and stared at Byakuya. The noble knew at that instant that he had chosen the wrong time to barge in on his fiance's room. He could literally see the word "DOOM" spelled out in front of him, as Risa's chin began to quiver, her wide, horror-stricken eyes brimming with tears. Then, she opened her mouth and let out a scream that would've sent a Hollow running back to the safety of Hueco Mundo.

"KKKKKYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

(End of Flashback)
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"She's not budging, taichou," Renji reported ruefully as Byakuya approached the locked door. The Fukutaichou had been trying to get Risa out for almost the entire day, but she hadn't made a sound, nor unlocked the door at all. The red-haired man was getting impatient, calling those that Risa knew to help him get her out. Rukia, Ryorin, Rangiku and Momo had tried, but to no avail, Shunsui had tried sweet-talking her out, but the moment he touched the subject of her "lovely hair", there was a fresh scream, and Ukitake had to hurriedly drag his friend away from the room as the others cringed and a spider fell from the ceiling. Rukia had then gone to get Ichigo, who also tried (since she was "Byakuya-Nii-Sama's fiance, and you have to help him since he's my brother, and she's going to be my sister-in-law!"), and given up, and stated that Byakuya might have more luck himself.

That was why Byakuya found himself sitting in the dust outside the room with a slight scowl on his face. Risa was just being silly. Why was he degraded to sitting outside the door in the dust? "Risa, such behavior is unacceptable. Come out now. You have a duty to fulfil as a Lieutenant and a Shinigami."

"I hate you. Go away, Kuchiki Byakuya." Risa's muffled voice floated to his ears and he cringed inwardly, hearing how hoarse it had became from crying.

"Risa..."

"I'm not coming out till my hair grows back."

"Nonsense. That could take days, or weeks. You'll starve in there." Byakuya frowned.

"I'll get Renji to pass me food. I don't care. An inch of my hair is gone, Byakuya. An inch!" Risa yelled again.

"Don't make me use Senbonsakura on the door, Akamatsu-san..." Byakuya warned, pulling rank on her. "As your taichou, I order you to come out now."

The was silence, then the door opened ever so slightly, giving him a glimpse of her before she disappeared. Sighing, he pushed open the door completely, seeing the fallen locks of hair lying abandoned on the tatami mats. Risa was sitting huddled in a corner, her face buried in her arms as her ebony locks lay askew over her shoulders and face.

"Risa." Byakuya sat next to her with a sigh, silently praying that no one would walk by and see him display a bit more emotion than what was usual to the cold, stoic Kuchiki-taichou. "You can't sit here and hide forever. Come."

Risa shook her head, refusing to look at him. "I-I look horrible, Byakuya. Surely you don't expect me to go out looking like this?"

"It's only an inch of your bangs, nothing more," Byakuya soothed, putting his arm around her shoulders. "Only a bit of hair. You still look as beautiful as ever, my Risa. I don't think anyone will notice."

Risa sniffed. "I shouldn't have toyed around with my hair. Then this wouldn't happen..."

"Iie.. it's my fault for barging in on you so suddenly," Byakuya said. "I didn't know you were cutting your hair in the room. I'm... sorry." He said the word "sorry" hesitantly, as if he weren't used to it.

Risa lifted her head and smiled through her tears. "Really? I'm sorry for acting so childish as well... You're right, it's only a bit of hair. I shouldn't have made such a fuss about it..."

Byakuya almost smiled. "As long as we understand." He leaned forwards and hugged her.

Risa smiled.

Slice.

Swish.

Silence.

Byakuya blinked.

Risa's smile turned sweet as she held up an inch of Byakuya's bangs in her hand, the other holding a sisscors. "Oh yes. Payback." She got up and waltzed out of the room, leaving a very stunned Byakuya behind. "As long as we understand, Byakuya. As long as we understand," she called back over her shoulder.
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Needless to say, Kurosaki Ichigo was shocked when Rukia appeared in his bedroom window with a grinning Risa and a very disgruntled Byakuya (Were his bangs an inch shorter than normal?!) that night and demanded that he take them to the best hairdresser in Karakura.

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