1Title: Silver Haired Corruption
Author: Moonep
Pairings: N/A
Warnings: None! Hehehe…
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I only wish I owned these guys…
Summary: The four brothers go out to the city and discover something's not right; every person has silver hair just like them.
Author's Note: Lol, don't ask why this idea suddenly popped up in my head, but once it did I just had to write a fanfic to it. I'm not much of a fanfic writer, so please be kind to me. Constructive criticism appreciated, flames are not.
It had all started out so simple. The four brothers all had silver hair and stunning looks. Suddenly, though, people had found they liked the idea of silver hair, and decided to mimic the siblings. At first they thought nothing of it, until they got to a crowded street in the city and everyone had silver hair. Looking around, they couldn't find one person that didn't have their hair dyed silver.
"Kadaj! Kadaj, where are you?" Yazoo yelled through the crowd. Since everyone had silver hair now he couldn't use that as a distinguishing factor to pick him out from the crowd.
Getting annoyed with the fact that everyone now had the same hair color, he walked up to someone and lifted the poor boy off the ground by his shirt. "Why does everyone have silver hair?" He all but growled into the kids face.
"You don't know when you have silver hair yourself? It's the newest craze to hit the masses! It's the new 'in' thing that everyone just has to have!"
... What was this "in" thing the little brat was talking about? Of course he had to have this hair, it was the only hair he'd ever had. It was something natural for him, yet here were all these people imitating his and his brother's hair color. Couldn't they just use their own natural hair color like he was? At this rate he'd have to dye Kadaj's hair black so that he could pick him out of the crowd again every time he got lost, which was quite often.
He came to the conclusion that something had to be done about this, and done quickly. He grabbed another person randomly, this time a teenage boy. "Hey, don't you want to stick out from the crowd? Maybe start a new craze? I think black hair would look much better, don't you agree?" Taking out his gun, he pointed it at the neck of this rather unfortunate guy. "You do agree, right?"
After nodding his affirmation, he was released. The boy ran home to quickly dye his hair black to make sure his life wouldn't be put on the line again buy some crazy man. The next day, everyone saw his hair was different the rest, and everyone went to copy him instead. Now Yazoo would be able to find Kadaj easily in this crowd of black hair. He smiled, knowing he had done a good deed.