Hair

Chapter Two: Hamlet

Shigure sat up in bed. He could hear the very loud ranting of his temporary roommate in the bathroom. He sighed. Better get up then…

He reluctantly went to the bathroom, to find Aaya standing still in complete shock-horror. He'd finished screaming now, and was just standing in front of the mirror with his eyes alarmingly wide, and his mouth hanging open slightly. Shigure recalled an incident at highschool when Aaya had developed a very small spot. It was every similar.

But when he finally focussed, his hazy, sleepy eyes having not fully registered the situation, his eyes widened to.

Ayame's long, silver hair, which was the envy of many, and a defining feature, had been desecrated. It had been severed, less than half as long, only just reaching his shoulders, the uneven ends split and jagged. If you had held your hand up to cover his back from view, the illusion could remain that Ayame still had his long hair. But that would only last for a second.

"It…Someone…" Aaya didn't finish. He stormed out of the bathroom, and Shigure followed. As they went past Shigure's bedroom, Shigure noticed that on the floor next to his bedlay a pile of long silver hair. No need to guess where that came from... he thought.

Ayame descended to the grund floor like a thunderstorm. He was furious. And for once his emotions and comments would be justified.

When he got downstairs, he flung open the fridge door. Shigure stayed in the background, not wanting to get too close to the enraged monster. He watched, slightly concerned, as Ayame practically shoved his head in the fridge. He pulled out what looked like pocky and started eating it viciously.

"Uh…Aaya..? What are you-"

"Shut up Gure-san!" well then… Shigure abandoned his question. Obviously not in the mood for me to tell you you'll get fat, I presume?

A little later on, (when Aaya had finished the pocky) the others came downstairs. It was a Wednesday, so they had to go to school. Tohru came down first, and decided to stay quiet and out of the way while she made breakfast. Kyo came next, laughed at Ayame, and sat down at the breakfast table. Then Yuki came down.

He was looking totally natural, wearing his uniform. When he saw Ayame he took no notice of his brother's…New haircut, and sat down at the table. He held a long pair of black scissors in one hand, and twirled it around his fore-finger, before slamming it down on the table, which made Tohru jump. He'd obviously done it. You'd have to be a fool not to realise. Ayame would have stayed silent, but Yuki looked at him again, this time, smirking in a fashion so smug he couldn't contain himself.

"I-"

"Nice hair Nii-san." Yuki said. "It looks a whole lot better, doesn't it?"

Shigure shook his head. He's gonna explode… Any minute now Yuki…

Ayame was getting more angry by the second. He composed himself long enough to look like he wasn't going to let it get to him. And then he snapped.

"I'LL KILL HIM! I'LL KILL THE LITTLE BASTARD!" He yelled, his gold eyes ablaze. Surprisingly, Ayame pulled a carving knife from a counter, and held it above his head. "I'LL KILL HIM!"

Yuki wasn't sure whether Ayame was being serious or not, but he found himself being chased around the kitchen table by a maniac with a carving knife. Eventually he hid behind Shigure.

"Aaya, maybe you should put down the knife?" Shigure tried to reason with him, but Ayame just stood there, once again ranting. Tohru was frozen in place, and Kyo was finding the whole thing hilarious.

"I'll kill him Shigure! I'll slice him to pieces!" He took another step towards the two of them.

"Oh no, come any closer and you'll wake up bald Ayame!"Said Yuki.

"Gaaah!" Ayame yelled, flinging the knife up into the air as he stormed off upstairs.

Shigure caught it by the handle. Yuki sighed. "Maybe I went a bit far...?"He said, scratching his head.

"Just a tad. I don't think Aaya's ever been that angry."Said Shigure.

"Well…Should I go and apologise or what..?"

"No way!" Kyo said, wiping the tears of laughter from his eyes. "That was the best thing you've ever done!" He started to laugh again.

Yuki rolled his eyes. "Well, maybe it would be best if I leave then." And with that, he head off.

Why the hell should I feel guilty? That stupid idiot deserved it. All he ever does is make everything difficult for everyone around him. And it's all because of that huge inflated ego. Maybe now that I've cut off his hair he'll shut up for once?

Yuki forced himself to be angry. He made himself think he was right. But it wasn't working very well. He still felt guilty.

-

That evening Ayame wouldn't come out of his room. He'd tidied up the ends of his hair, so it looked a bit like it had when he was in high school, but it still wasn't the same. Yuki had tried to see him, but he had refused to speak to him.

He was fuming quietly. Rolling things over in his mind. Making them bigger, and then trying to keep them at a smaller level;, and then making them bigger again. One minute he was angry, then he began to adjust and forgive, and then he just got even angrier again.

Eventually he decided revenge would be the only thing that could fix things. In a Hamlet style lust for vengeance, he made himself stay in the room until dark.

-

Yuki dragged his sleepy eyes open. He'd hardly slept at all. He'd been marvelling at how he'd been so… Bitchy. He'd never thought he would have the nerve to cut his brother's hair.

He looked at his watch. He had half an hour before he had to get up. "Oh well…might as well have a shower…" He said to himself as he yawned. He got up and dizzily walked towards the bathroom. He went past the mirror without even looking in it.

He closed his eyes against the flow of water down his back and over his head. The water changed temperature suddenly as he accidentally leant back on the controller tap.

"C-crap it's cold!" He yelled, quickly grabbing the tap. He put a hand on his head in relief as the water got warmer.

His hand froze in place. Oh you didn't…

In a trance, he turned off the water. He got out of the shower, and stood in front of the mirror, waiting for the mist to clear. It started clearing from the bottom. Yuki first saw his own legs, then his…er… Then his stomach, and his chest, and then his…Head.

-

"I HATE YOU NII-SAN!"Ayame's eyes flew open. "I'M NEVER SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN! I'D RATHER DIE!" Shigure sat up. He looked at Ayame. He leant over his bed and saw Aaya looking guilty.

"You didn't…Did you?"

"YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT ME EVER BEING NICE TO YOU! I'M NEVER GONNA SET FOOT ANYWHERE NEAR YOU! EVER!"

"I…Might have…"

Shigure rolled his eyes. "You two… You realise he's in highschool."

"What?"

"I'M NEVER GOING TO ASK HOW YOU ARE, OR WHETHER YOU'RE HAPPY AGAIN!"

"He has to deal with a lot more than normal kids do, and now he has this to handle. What did you actually do to him?"

"Um…"

-

Yuki yelled out insults and curses towards his brother like never before. He strode around his room in a panic, wearing nothing but a towel round his waist. Every now and then he would run back into the bathroom just to look at his hair again. Or what was left of it…

Ayame had shaved his head. He had a skin-head. There was hardly anything there. He wasn't bald…Though almost. He'd actually done a pretty even job, but that was not going to be enough for Yuki to get over it.

Kyo came in to see what all the yelling was bout, and scoffed at Yuki's new hair-cut. Then he left, after having had at least two dictionaries and a thesaurus thrown at his head.

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AN: Hee hee….I am listening to the sound-track to Damien Omen, the big screechy violin horror drama bits.

Yuki: What, so you're making fun of the fact that this is a dramatic situation?
Jess: No, the fact that you are being melodramatic. And why are you wearing a towel?
Yuki: I just got out of the shower, duh.

Jess: Yeah, but why are you wearing a towel? –Kinky smile-

AN2: Yes. I got Yuki in the shower! N.n I have wanted to do that for so long…

AN3: Ho ho ho…Yu all guessed it. Yuki and Ayame are having sibling rivalry. You know, I thought of this when I considered cutting off my big sister's hair. We're a bit like those two, in the sense that she has the same hair as me but longer. It's like a layered mulletty thing. And we both somehow have the Yuki/Aaya side-bits…

AN4: Thankyou all for reading! n.n I know I may have made Aaya just a tad too psycho, but I figured he'd lose it after having his prized hair defaced…

AN5: I feel really bad now…

AN6: I just realised, I could have written a fic under the same title about Kyo getting a big red hairball…Eww…