"You know I can't believe that I got such a sweet….oh my god this is not happening." Sasori said as he looked into the living room only to see hair care products and designer clothes strung all over the apartment living room.

"Shit, Sasori, seriously this is kind of creepy." Hidan said popping his head over Sasori's shoulder.

"Dude, I have to say he's starting to look a little better." Kisame said. Everyone else started to filter into the apartment while Marisol took a flat iron to Sasuke's overly spiky hair.

"What are you doing to his head?" Zetsu asked putting groceries down in the kitchen.

"Kisame, look at his head it's a spiky wreck and honestly, this flat iron isn't taming anything." Marisol said slightly discouraged. Deidara and Itachi looked at Sasuke's wild head.

"You're right, maybe he should go wash it so you can restyle it, yeah." Deidara suggested.

"How about all of you clear a spot on the living room couch so I can put all of my phone numbers into my new CRZR phone." Sasori said, delighted with his new phone purchase.

"Sasori, it's not always about you! Can't you see we are into a serious project here. I mean god, look at my brother! He's a nightmare but at least we've found a nice shirt that works for him.

"I think he looks good! Do me next! Do me next! Do me next!" Tobi exclaimed.

"Has Tobi taken his hyperactive medicine today?" Itachi asked.

"I'll check the cabinet." Kakuzu said.

"So, while you're trying to make your little brother something he's not, what are the rest of us supposed to do?" Zetsu asked.

"I don't know! Go get some lunch!" Itachi was getting frustrated.

"Itachi, that's why we went to Kroger, so we wouldn't' have to get any lunch." Kisame said.

"Would you quit drying my head like that?" Sasuke whined as Marisol quickly rubbed Sasuke's head dry.

"Just sit down and hold still so I can use the hairdryer on you." She said patiently.

"Wow that shampoo smells really nice." Hidan said.

"Doesn't it though, oh god when Deidara has just washed his hair, I'm on him like a horny….I mean…..it's made with 100 percent natural fruit extracts." Marisol said quickly. Sasuke's hair was now an ultimate tragedy because it was sticky up all over the place in a complete spike-fest.

"Okay, Deidara, I'm going to need the leave in conditioner, the shine serum, the hair dryer, the air directive attachment, the flat iron, and the comb in styling mouse." Marisol instructed. Deidara gave her the desired items.

"You know this is actually somewhat entertaining, Kakuzu, pop some popcorn let's watch this boy become a man, seriously." Hidan instructed. Marisol went to work on the hair while Itachi continued going through their clothes until he found at least 2 outfits for Sasuke's fashion deprived life. Marisol got the hairdryer going as she guided Sasuke's hair exactly where she wanted it. Meanwhile, Itachi kept holding colors and patterns up to Sasuke's face. Marisol acted like she knew exactly what she was doing…and she did. Once she had his hair directed where she wanted it she used the flat iron for extra security. Now it was time for shine serum and leave in styling mouse. This would be a delicate process.

"Am I going to look gay?" Sasuke asked.

"No, trust me, I do this for a living. Besides, you actually have nice hair after you get out of the spikey forest." Marisol said.

"Is it s soft and supple as mine?" Itachi demanded.

"No, Itachi, you have a much smoother texture." Marisol reassured him.

"Well, it's a good thing!" he said. After a few more grueling minutes Marisol revealed the finished product.

"Well, what do you think? Marisol said getting up from the couch and showing off Sasuke's hair. "I know how he's into those layers so I pulled them forward around his face in an asymmetrical line. I let him keep a few spikes in the back but only the ones that were short and not fussy. I used the shine serum in the front where the light catches the most. It would be nice if I would have had some extensions to put him because he really could use some length on that hair." Marisol said. "So? How do you like it?" Marisol's blue eyes sparkled. Sasuke looked in the mirror Marisol had pushed in front of his face.

"Hmmm….you know….I really don't think Orochimaru will like this new look. I mean I'm so….up to date and…god I feel like girls would be attracted to this and Orochimaru isn't really into me socializing." Sasuke said nervous about this look. Itachi was about to blow a gasket. His eyes were burning red and Deidara was glaring at Sasuke unamused by his resistance to fine fashion.

"Sasuke! You shut the hell up and listen to me! Orochimaru is like 50 years old and he has no sense of style….NONE! God, look at Kabuto and what he wears! And you know what Orochimaru is really holding you back you could be in a really tight social circle but no! You think that being Orochimaru's bitch is more important! Sasuke, take this Armani Exchange shirt and these pants and get in front of that mirror and TRY IT ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Besides! We haven't even covered fragrances or accessories yet! God! What are you waiting for!?!?!?!?" Itachi screamed with clenched fists. Sasuke swallowed hard.

"I….uh….I'm not really into fashion. I appreciate you spending quality time with me and trying, but….I just don't get it….why I need to look good." Sasuke said slightly frightened.

"Here it comes." Zetsu said knowing Sasuke's fate. There was a long pause, all eyes were on Sasuke.

"You know what I am very disappointed in you. In fact I'm so fucking pissed off right now, I don't really know what to say." To keep from lashing out and killing his brother, Itachi simply left the room. He really needed his cool down period. Deidara stared angrily at Sasuke.

"Well….Sasuke…if you aren't into fashion….what are you into, yeah?" Deidara asked with arms folded across his chest.

"Uuuuh….well…..I like power and control…oh and vengeance, yeah that's my thing. But you know, I think I could get into the shampoo you made me use." Sasuke said tentatively. Deidara glared.

"At 24 dollars per 12 ounce bottle…you bet your ass you could get into that shampoo, yeah." And with that Deidara flipped his head around and walked away. Now Sasuke was alone with Marisol and Dana.

"Was it something I said?" He asked Marisol.

"Well, they did spend a lot of time on you. And Itachi really wanted to bond with you." Marisol told him.

"You know…we could have gone to shoot pool or something." Sasuke said.

Oh my god, you're into pool, yeah?" Dana asked.

"Oh, kind of. Orochimaru has a pool table in his basement, sometimes Kabuto and I play. Do you play?" Sasuke asked Dana.

"Oh god, Marisol, I so never told you about the time at Nicole's party when Itachi and I…" Dana paused, she realized Itachi had probably not shared this story with Sasuke, and it was the kind of story every older brother should share with his younger brother. "You know, I think I'll just tell you what happened later, yeah." Dana said.

"Dana, does it involve a pool table and the fact that you had that odd red burn on your back?" Marisol asked.

"Yeah." Dana said.

"Girl, then you don't have to tell me anything. God, you were so drunk that night. You should have known that banging him on a pool table would leave you with horrible fabric burns." Marisol had said too much because Sasuke was now staring at Dana with wide eyes.

"I know I was, but oh god wasn't that night so much fun, yeah." Dana said.

"Wait! Wait! Wait! You had sex with my brother on a pool table?!" Sasuke's voice as slightly high and squeaky." Dana and Marisol looked at him blankly.

"What like it's weird, yeah?" Dana asked.

"Well…..yeah!" Sasuke squeaked.

"Oh my god, Dana I so think he's like a virgin and stuff." Marisol said. Dana thought for a moment.

"You mean like that Madonna song, yeah?"

"No, I mean like I don't think he's ever had sex…oh my god…maybe he's never even kissed anyone." Both the girls looked at Sasuke.

"Sasuke, are you a virgin?" Marisol asked calmly. Sasuke sighed.

"Yes." He answered.

"Oooooooh." Both girls said in unison. "Dana, this goes deeper than we thought, no wonder he isn't into Dolce and Gabbana…it's just too sexy for him!" Marisol said. "Quick, get Itachi out here, Dana. We need reinforcements." Marisol said softly.

"Itachi! Get out here! We need you, yeah!" Dana yelled.