Hiei's Hair
Akkina- Writing contemplation thing me and my oniisan had about Hiei's hair. Very short.
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Hiei was walking down the bustling Tokyo streets one day, going about his usual business. Thinking nasty things about Kuwabara. He slowly plodded along, enjoying the unnaturally leisurely pace his day had been going in. He had already had 3 cones of ice-cream, and was looking for another parlor, being he was kicked out the first. Something about scaring small children. He suddenly noticed some guy walk up to him.
"How does your hair do that, man?" the ningen asked.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Hiei snapped back, not liking the arrogance of his question.
"How does your hair stick up like that?"
He growls at this stupid ningen and reveals the hilt of his sword. "Are you stupid enough to stick around and find out?!" the man turns tail and runs as fast as his legs can carry him. Hiei just smirks and continues on his way. Soon enough, he arrives at the park. While he was there he noticed a young girl staring at him. "What do you want?" he growls, causing her to make a startled yelp. "I-I was just looking a-at your hair. H-how do you do that?" she asks as she looks down to her feet. Hiei felt a sudden urge to threaten her, but not even he could hurt a little girl, unless he was really angry, that is.
"Doesn't matter." he finally says, turning to leave. The rest off his day went by fairly smoothly, most everyone to scared of him to say anything. That night he was resting in his infamous tree next to Kurama's house. Staring at the window, he looked at his reflection intently.
"How DOES my hair do this?"he muttered to himself. Not being able to stand it any longer, he banged on the window. "Kurama? KURAMA!!!" The window opens slowly and Kurama peers at Hiei with groggy eyes. "What is it? Did something happen?" he mumbles, still half asleep.
"How does my hair do this?"
Kurama looks at him blankly for a few moments. "You, being a demon, will live for thousands of years, and you pick NOW to ask me how your hair defies the laws of gravity?!" He yells, motioning to the his clock, which read: 3:00. "It just does, and it doesn't matter why. Go to sleep, Hiei." Kurama shuts his window and returns to his bed, thinking. 'That guy needs a day job.....'
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Akkina- How was that?
Hiei- Stop making fun of my hair.
Akkina- Aw, we aren't making fun of it! It looks so CUTE!! *grins*
Hiei- O_o *scoots away* Stay...away...from me....