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~Rainbow Fruit Loop

One Hundred Ways to Make Captain Hitsugaya Throw a Temper Tantrum.
~Chapter 6~

Number five.

Shave off the sides of his hair, so that he has a Mohawk.

"Are you freakin' suicidal?" Renji burst out when he saw the next idea on the list.

"What are you talking about, Abarai?" Rangiku seemed confused.

"Shaving off the sides of his hair? He'll kill us all!" Renji wailed melodramatically.

"Well, then, we'll have our result, won't we?" Rangiku said slowly, shaking her head as though Renji was mentally retarded.

"And we'll also be dead." Yumichika pointed out.

"Shush, you." Rangiku said, reaching into her small bag.

It was ten o'clock at night, and the group: Rangiku, Renji, Ikkaku, Yumichika, Shūhei, Kenpachi (he had decided that he wanted to be a part of the 'game'. Ichigo had decided to 'give it a miss this time round'; he was avoiding fighting Kenpachi) and Yachiru (she went where Kenpachi went), was crowded around the entrance to Tōshiro's house.

The only provided light was the torch that Ikkaku was holding up underneath his chin, which wasn't making him look threatening like he had hoped, but making him look like a twit.

Or more of a twit if you think about it.

Rangiku pulled out a small, silver key.

"What's that?" Yachiru asked excitedly, appearing from behind Kenpachi's shoulder.

"His spare house key!" Rangiku enthused.

"How'd ya get it?" Renji asked, elbowing Ikkaku in the stomach for being an idiot.

"It involved cake." Rangiku said.

"You gave him cake in exchange for his spare house key?" Yumichika asked incredulously.

"What? No way. I threw cake in his face as an 'April Fools Day' joke, and stole his keys while he was yelling at me." She explained.

"It's the middle of September." Ikkaku said, raising his eyebrows.

"Technicalities."

Kenpachi started laughing, which was rather frightening.

"Good job."

The group made it into Tōshiro's house; the only damage being a slight dent in the floorboards which was made when Kenpachi dropped his sword.

"Did you bring the razor?" Renji hissed.

"I've got it." Kenpachi said, holding up some sort of contraption with sharp-looking spikes and curly bits on it.

"…What the hell is that?" Ikkaku asked bluntly, shining the torch light directly on it.

"I got it from Kurotsuchi. He told me that it was silent." Kenpachi shrugged.

"We gotta use it and tell him what happens!" Yachiru said, grinning.

Everyone looked at the device suspiciously.

"Um, yeah. Why don't we use this one?" Rangiku held up a normal-looking razor.

"Yeah." Shūhei agreed.

Everyone followed as Rangiku snuck into her Captain's room.

He was curled up in his bed, fast asleep.

"I can't actually believe that he's asleep this early." Ikkaku commented, shining the light in Tōshiro's face.

"Cut it out, Ikkaku." Yumichika scolded. "You'll wake him. And besides. Not everyone feels it's necessary to stay awake until unearthly hours in the morning."

Ignoring all of their bickering, Rangiku turned the battery-powered razor on. Luckily, it was relatively quiet; only a muted 'buzzing' noise was emitted.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Renji asked, wincing as Rangiku started shaving.

"Yup. He'll hate us!" she whispered happily.

"Well that's great." Renji mumbled to himself.

The group watched as Rangiku shaved off the sides of Tōshiro's white, spiky hair.

"What are you going to do with his hair?" Shūhei asked suddenly.

"Way ahead of you!" Yachiru said, hopping down off Kenpachi's back. She picked up the white fluff, and stuck it in a clear bag.

"What are you doing that for, Vice Captain?" Ikkaku whispered, looking confused.

"Well obviously I'm gonna keep it so that he can glue it back on if he wants." Yachiru whispered back, beaming at Ikkaku.

Even Rangiku turned around incredulously, causing her to shave off more hair than she had planned.

"A-Alright." Ikkaku decided that it might be best just to agree.

"Done." Rangiku announced quietly.

Tōshiro was now the proud owner of a spiky white Mohawk.

"He looks… like … a… wannabe rebel." Yumichika snickered, his hand clamped over his mouth in order to suppress his laugh.

"Or a pelican." Kenpachi said thoughtfully.

"Uh, yeah. I think we should go now." Renji said, his own lips pressed together to keep in his chuckles.

And they did.

When Tōshiro woke up the next morning, his head felt cold. Automatically, he reached up and ran a hand through what was left of his hair.

He was shocked to realise that the sides of his head were bald.

What?

He patted his head again, this time in desperation.

He felt nothing on the sides of his head.

Tōshiro got up off his bed, put on his blue striped slippers, and hurried to his bathroom.

"No!" Tōshiro yelled at the sight that greeted him. "NOO!"

I look… ridiculous!

His white 'Mohawk' stuck up in all directions. It all looked terribly out of proportion; his tall Mohawk, and his bald head. In fact, the bald patches reminded him of a certain Third Seat.

I look like… Madarame!

…I look like a rebel wannabe!

Tōshiro narrowed his eyes.

"How could this have happened?" he wondered out loud, as he scowled at the mirror.

And then it struck him.

Matsumoto.

Gah. She's been annoying me all week.

Is this some stupid game she's playing…?

Tōshiro scowled, and was just about to storm out of his house to punish his Vice Captain, when he realised that she'd probably only laugh at his actions (and his hair).

Or lack of.

Maybe she wants me to react badly?

Tōshiro scowled again. As much as he wanted to punish his Lieutenant, he tried to act calmly.

When the small, white haired Captain got dressed, he found a beanie, and pulled it onto his head.

It'll take ages for my hair to grow back.

Tōshiro walked into the office, and wasn't surprised to see his Lieutenant sitting at her desk eagerly.

She wants me to react… she wants me to react… she wants me to react…

Reacting will only make her happy… reacting will only make her happy… reacting will only make her happy…

Although it took a tremendous amount of effort, Tōshiro refrained from releasing his Bankai on her. Instead he scowled at her and said: "What's wrong, Matsumoto? You're in the office… on time? Was your house on fire or something?"

Rangiku was speechless. "…Er, what? Uh, yeah. I mean, no. I just wanted to be on time!" she smiled. "Why are you wearing a hat, Captain?"

Because you, you IDIOT, shaved off my hair!

My precious hair!

I look like… I should belong in a freak show.

"I was cold."

And with that, Tōshiro sat down, his lips pressed firmly together, his beanie pulled down over his ears.

She seems determined to fight.

So it's time that I start ignoring all of her childish tricks.

We'll see who comes out on top now.

Mission failed (only just!).