New Look:
Chapter two
Lee came to his first stop, the local beauty salon. He walked in and told them it was a fashion emergency and he needed to be fixed up. The women at the counter took one looked at him and realized the severity of the situation. A stylist promptly showed him to a seat and began work.
She started with his hair since then she would be able to get a better idea of his facial structure to approach the biggest problem... the massive growths above his eyes. With a lot of shampoo and scrubbing she managed to remove build-up of artificial grease that Lee had put on his hair everyday to give it luster. Then she got out the scissors and started hacking away at it. Lee almost cried as he watched the strands of black hair float past his face like a waterfall. She went for a simple short and spiky look that was common for boys his age.
Next were the eyebrows. The stylist knew this would be a long and exhausting process. But after some hot wax and several pairs of tweezers (the first three pairs broke before they got an industrial strength pair) the job was finally done. The stylist was quite proud of her job. She managed to fix them up quite nicely so that they were still manly but with some shape.
She sat back to admired her work when she saw she wasn't done yet. Ewwww... lower lashes. Why hadn't she noticed them before!? They would have to go.
"Sir, I am going to need to pluck your lower lashes. This is going to hurt like hell, but you're a ninja so deal with it!" She stated sternly.
Lee just nodded. The hours of pain he had just endured had numbed most of the area around his eyes anyway. The lashes didn't take nearly as long however they were extremely painful, Lee wondered at one point if he would live. However he just told himself if he cried out in pain he would have to pluck all his arm hairs and if he cried during that he would have to pluck his leg hairs. Soon it was over and luckily he hadn't cried. He paid the woman, gave her a huge tip, said many thanks and was off to his next stop.
He walked into the clothing store in awe- never had he seen so many clothes! Then again, he never went shopping. He decided it would be best to find some help. He spotted a sales assistant and asked if she could help him find something to wear. She looked at him and realized he was in need. Lee rubbed his forehead shyly, he knew it was still red and he probably looked pretty dumb. The woman just smiled and told him to follow her.
"I think green is a good color for you. But the outfit is all wrong." the sales woman said, mostly to herself "Okay, stay right here and I'll bring you some things to try on."
Lee sat down on a chair near the dressing rooms and waited for the sales lady. She was busy looking through many piles of clothes and every so often she would glance back at him. She finally came towards him with a stack of seven or so outfits. She handed them to him and told him to try each one and come out so she could see how they looked.
He came out with the first outfit. It was a short sleeve green button up shirt and khaki pants. He thought it looked ok but it wasn't the most convenient for training which consumed most of his time. Fortunately the sales lady said it was too plain. He proceeded to try on several other outfits until he came to the last one. It was a black body suit with a long green shirt, a red cap and big white gloves and boots. It also had a really "fashionable" white turban and black sunglasses. But the coolest feature in Lee's opinion was the awesome belt; it was black with a huge gold buckle. Save the best for last he thought as he came out of the dressing room. The sales lady almost fainted, but found herself screaming instead.
"That is NOT one of the outfits I picked out for you! That must have been left here by the last guy... stupid Saiyans." She muttered to herself.
Lee went back in the dressing room a little disappointed and searched for the last outfit. He final found it under a pile of clothes. It was a traditional shirt with pants, a lot like the outfit he wore back when he first graduated from the academy and joined Gai's team. The shirt was forest green with black trim on the sleeves and neck line; the plants were the same shade of black. The clothes fit very well and Lee was surprised at how well he could move in them. He came out of the dressing room hoping that the sales lady would approve.
"I think we have found a winner," she said smiling.
The woman carefully picked up Lee's old outfit, as if it was an explosive, and dropped it into the garbage. Then she pulled out some matches and proceeded to burn it.
"Don't you think that's overdoing it? I mean it wasn't THAT bad..." Lee protested.
The woman just stared at him and shook her head. She had to get rid of it for the safety of the fashion world. If only she could convince that other weirdo to hand his over.
Lee paid for his new clothes and took one last look in the mirror. The red above his eyes had gone away and he thought he looked pretty good: short black hair, normal eyebrows, no more lower lashes and a new outfit. The next thing would be the hardest. He decided he would show Sakura his new look and attempt to ask her out. Lee brought his hand into a fist looked up and shouted:
"Alright!! If she says no, then I'll do 2000 laps around the village limits!"
Chapter two
Lee came to his first stop, the local beauty salon. He walked in and told them it was a fashion emergency and he needed to be fixed up. The women at the counter took one looked at him and realized the severity of the situation. A stylist promptly showed him to a seat and began work.
She started with his hair since then she would be able to get a better idea of his facial structure to approach the biggest problem... the massive growths above his eyes. With a lot of shampoo and scrubbing she managed to remove build-up of artificial grease that Lee had put on his hair everyday to give it luster. Then she got out the scissors and started hacking away at it. Lee almost cried as he watched the strands of black hair float past his face like a waterfall. She went for a simple short and spiky look that was common for boys his age.
Next were the eyebrows. The stylist knew this would be a long and exhausting process. But after some hot wax and several pairs of tweezers (the first three pairs broke before they got an industrial strength pair) the job was finally done. The stylist was quite proud of her job. She managed to fix them up quite nicely so that they were still manly but with some shape.
She sat back to admired her work when she saw she wasn't done yet. Ewwww... lower lashes. Why hadn't she noticed them before!? They would have to go.
"Sir, I am going to need to pluck your lower lashes. This is going to hurt like hell, but you're a ninja so deal with it!" She stated sternly.
Lee just nodded. The hours of pain he had just endured had numbed most of the area around his eyes anyway. The lashes didn't take nearly as long however they were extremely painful, Lee wondered at one point if he would live. However he just told himself if he cried out in pain he would have to pluck all his arm hairs and if he cried during that he would have to pluck his leg hairs. Soon it was over and luckily he hadn't cried. He paid the woman, gave her a huge tip, said many thanks and was off to his next stop.
He walked into the clothing store in awe- never had he seen so many clothes! Then again, he never went shopping. He decided it would be best to find some help. He spotted a sales assistant and asked if she could help him find something to wear. She looked at him and realized he was in need. Lee rubbed his forehead shyly, he knew it was still red and he probably looked pretty dumb. The woman just smiled and told him to follow her.
"I think green is a good color for you. But the outfit is all wrong." the sales woman said, mostly to herself "Okay, stay right here and I'll bring you some things to try on."
Lee sat down on a chair near the dressing rooms and waited for the sales lady. She was busy looking through many piles of clothes and every so often she would glance back at him. She finally came towards him with a stack of seven or so outfits. She handed them to him and told him to try each one and come out so she could see how they looked.
He came out with the first outfit. It was a short sleeve green button up shirt and khaki pants. He thought it looked ok but it wasn't the most convenient for training which consumed most of his time. Fortunately the sales lady said it was too plain. He proceeded to try on several other outfits until he came to the last one. It was a black body suit with a long green shirt, a red cap and big white gloves and boots. It also had a really "fashionable" white turban and black sunglasses. But the coolest feature in Lee's opinion was the awesome belt; it was black with a huge gold buckle. Save the best for last he thought as he came out of the dressing room. The sales lady almost fainted, but found herself screaming instead.
"That is NOT one of the outfits I picked out for you! That must have been left here by the last guy... stupid Saiyans." She muttered to herself.
Lee went back in the dressing room a little disappointed and searched for the last outfit. He final found it under a pile of clothes. It was a traditional shirt with pants, a lot like the outfit he wore back when he first graduated from the academy and joined Gai's team. The shirt was forest green with black trim on the sleeves and neck line; the plants were the same shade of black. The clothes fit very well and Lee was surprised at how well he could move in them. He came out of the dressing room hoping that the sales lady would approve.
"I think we have found a winner," she said smiling.
The woman carefully picked up Lee's old outfit, as if it was an explosive, and dropped it into the garbage. Then she pulled out some matches and proceeded to burn it.
"Don't you think that's overdoing it? I mean it wasn't THAT bad..." Lee protested.
The woman just stared at him and shook her head. She had to get rid of it for the safety of the fashion world. If only she could convince that other weirdo to hand his over.
Lee paid for his new clothes and took one last look in the mirror. The red above his eyes had gone away and he thought he looked pretty good: short black hair, normal eyebrows, no more lower lashes and a new outfit. The next thing would be the hardest. He decided he would show Sakura his new look and attempt to ask her out. Lee brought his hand into a fist looked up and shouted:
"Alright!! If she says no, then I'll do 2000 laps around the village limits!"