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When Itachi woke up, he felt light-headed.
No, seriously. His head felt light. It was usually heavy due to exhaustion in the morning, and Itachi saw this lightening of his head as a good sign. It meant the beast had not come to ail him the previous night and that he had gotten a good night's sleep. He scratched the back of his head, something itching him constantly there.
And he realized something was missing.
He rushed to the bathroom at once and scrutinized himself.
Dear Lord, where was his hair?
His hair had been messily hacked off, some long locks remaining. However, the majority of his precious hair was gone.
Itachi almost threw a tantrum. He knew only one person could have done this.
Haruno Sakura.
He would not let this beat him! He braced himself against the counter, hunched over, and sighed. Calm...calm... Haruno-san wanted him to be angry, so he needed to the exact opposite.
Then Itachi searched his brain. He couldn't remember the reason why he had wanted long hair in the first place.
With that final thought in mind, he put on some clothes, grabbed his wallet, and headed to the nearest barbershop.
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