A/N: As promised, here is Shikamaru's very own chapter! Now, let's see what is troubling our pineapple-headed teen…

OH! And I forgot to mention last chapter: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SERIOUS OOC AND SOME CHARACTER BASHINGS! Just a word of warning for ya.

Shikamaru finally pulled away from the bathroom mirror. He had been staring at it nonstop since Choji so gracefully informed him that his hair made him look like "an albino pineapple that ate SpongeBob SquarePants and grew a face due to devouring a cartoon character." It's not like this made Shikamaru self-conscious or anything… Oh wait, that's exactly what it did. Shikamaru was more self-conscious than Ino in a room full of Sasukes. A room full of Sasukes... What a disturbing thought.

Back to the problem at hand. Shikamaru had been overworking his genius brain for hours trying to think of a new hairstyle that wouldn't make his face relatable to a sponge. After that failed, he began flipping through a bunch of Seventeen magazines he kept hidden under his mattress for, uh, personal reasons.

Having finally exhausted his stash of magazines, he still had no idea what to do with his hair. He did, however, know how to get a 'butt that pops' and lose five pounds in a month.

Shikamaru began pacing around the room. "Oh, what am I gonna do?" He asked himself. "If Seventeen doesn't have the answer, it must not exist! I'm DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED!" He screamed at his ceiling in a manner that would get most people sent to a mental hospital.

At this point, Haku (who for some reason is still alive) came rushing into Shikamaru's room. "Shika! What's wrong?"

Shikamaru turned towards Haku. "How the Hell did you get in my house?" He asked.

"Oh I've been here for a while; I was living in your pantry! By the way, you buy CoCo Puffs? Really?"

Shikamaru pointed at Haku accusingly. "So it was YOU who was eating my cereal! You owe me a million dollars!"

Haku held up his hands in defense. "Hey, no need to get pricey! Besides, I think I can help you with your dilemma, if you promise to reduce my cereal debt to zero."

"Psh, how would YOU help me with my unfixable hair style?" Shikamaru scoffed.

Haku laughed while flipping his hair. "In case you haven't heard, I won the ninja world's best hair competition. I even beat Orochimaru, and he carries a bottle of conditioner everywhere."

Shikamaru dropped to his knees at Haku's feet. "Teach me, oh wise one!"

"Very well, young grasshopper…"

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Haku and Shikamaru trained underneath a waterfall, testing their hairspray's strength by waiting for it to friz up. Next, Shikamaru was timed on how fast he could brush his hair, and every time it took more than a minute, he had to braid Haku's. By the end of the day, Shikamaru was exhausted and Haku had beautifully braided hair.

"Now that our training montage is complete," Haku began. "We must test you to see if you are worthy to wield the legendary hair tie.

Shikamaru began combing like mad. He combed, brushed, styled, curled, and gelled his hair for days without stopping even once for a bathroom break.

When Shikamaru had finished, Haku let out a gasp. "Your hair… It's beautiful…" Haku and Orochimaru (who had apparently come to the Nara household around the time Shika was styling his hair) both dropped to their knees at his feet, uttering words of praise.

Because Shikamaru really knew how to rock that Pineapple Hair.

A/N: He does make pineapple heads look good.

Seriously, I know you're out there. If you don't review, you will have to wear your hair like Shikamaru. He will force it upon you… o.O And not just anyone can pull off pineapple hair.