A/N: Super Cuts is the name of the chain of hair salons, which I don't own at all. I just thought it would be amusing for this title. So, this takes place in Chain of Memories where Sora and Namine meet up to chat for several minutes. Completely random.
Super Cuts
He bursts into the room to see the vulnerable girl rest uneasily against the chair. He doesn't think twice and is worried for her safety. He runs to her but she holds her hand up.
"Now before you even begin, Sora," Namine pulls out her sketchbook. "Please, have a seat."
"But, are you alright, Namine? They didn't hurt you?" Sora pulls out the charm. "I kept our promise, remember?"
"Thank you, Sora," Namine's eyes begin to water. She quickly reminds herself about the task at hand and forgets about her rollercoaster of emotions. "But right now, Sora, we have more important matters to discuss."
"Alright," Sora says calmly and takes his seat across the table. "What is it? Did they threaten you to say something, Namine?"
"No, much worse," Namine flips through her sketchbook. "Be honest, Sora. If you can, Marluxia promises that I will be spared. He's using you to improve certain conditions within the Organization XIII. However, The World That Never Was didn't have any cameras so I drew these people."
"Organization what? The World that wasn't?" Sora's mind tries to absorb all of this new information.
"Marluxia wants to use you to make the Organization XIII more respected, so he needs your opinion," Namine faces her sketchbook toward him. "What do you think about this guy's hair?"
"Wow, who stuck his head in a furnace?" Sora pouts. "It's like my hair, but got trapped in a furnace. Wait a second...that's Axel, isn't it?"
Namine nods nervously. "Is that your final answer, Sora?"
"Yes, is that all?"
"No, there's more," she flips another page in her sketchbook.
"Wow!" Sora exclaims. "It looks he just crawled out of the ground! Has he ever heard of a brush?" Sora grabs strands of his hair. "Does blood actually travel through the hair? I've never seen deoxygenated hair before!"
Namine scribbles down Sora's answers and flips the page again.
"He reminds me of an Asian-samurai Bob Marley," Sora whistles.
"What is that?" Despite that, Namine continues to flip the page.
"My dad had a mullet. He looks awful," then Sora shakes his head. "Are those the people that are threatening you, Namine?"
"Not really, but..."
"Show me the one that threatened you, Namine. I'll take him down for you, I promise. But I have to see what he looks like."
Hesitant, Namine reveals the perpetrator.
"An accident with a blow dryer?"
As Sora finishes his sentence, the two are interrupted when a dark portal is created and Marluxia steps into the white room, glaring at Sora. Namine winces but Sora stands his ground. Marluxia is hardly smiling at the box at every bottom of the page that reads "Comments? Suggestions?"
"Well, we've used him well, Namine. It's about time I go make some...improvements with the Organization XIII," Marluxia disappears into the portal, leaving Sora and Namine to stare at each other, befuddled by the Nobody's random appearance.