Sorry it took so long, I wouldn't have written it if Cougar hadn't nagged me to, so here ya go people!!
Written by MusicAgainstTheHeart
He's coming home today. He's coming home today. That's what I kept thinking as I got up that morning, got dressed, ate breakfast, and cleaned up the house (more or less), and put the finishing touches on my "Welcome Home" present I had for him. As of now, I am sitting on the couch in the living room, staring at the clock. Tic toc. Tic toc. Toc tic. "Hey! The hands on that clock just jumped back a second!"
"I see Temari didn't pick up your meds at the pharmacy. If she did, you wouldn't be talking to inanimate objects." Then after a pause he said; "Then again, you always do that."
"GAA-" I spun around, ready to jump off the couch and about to glomp the poor boy, when I realized something about him was off. "What the hell happened to your hair?!"
Okay, I suppose saying "something was off" is putting it too lightly, seeing as what was once his wild red hair was now little patches of stubby fluff. Oh, and he was wearing the Aburame attire and his gourd was missing. "Why?!"
He seemed to recall what happened and glared at the memory, "Cougar." Was all he said and all he needed to say. He turned to walk to one of the other rooms and I fallowed like the loyal little fan girl I am.
"Oh," I said and a smile started to dance the salsa on my lips. It grew faster and wider with every step as I tried to imagine what that girl in Konoha had done to him.
"Whatever it is that your thinking; stop it right now." I laughed then sucked it in as he turned and glared.
"The threats don't have the same effect as they once did, I'm sorry." I said all in one breath as I started to laugh; really, really hard. He made a sound that reassembled a growl, as I clutched my stomach in order to keep myself from doubling over. When I finally stopped, I realized that he had left the room. I moved to the kitchen and saw that he was on the phone. He made a shoo-ing motion with his free hand, one that I only saw my mom do…which kinda freaked me out, so as I left the room I proceeded to move my finger between my lips like an idiot.
Several minutes later he came out and I immediately stopped my childish antics. "Who were you talking to?" I asked innocently.
"I called the local library," I gave him a weird look, was this an imposter? I was about to go back to go back to the whole "finger in between the lips" thing when he continued, "I asked if they had any records on 'hair growing back' jutsus."
"And?"
He sneered, "They don't."
I thought a moment "Well, here are your options: 1. Get a wig, though I here they are very uncomfortable and can be a flea resort, so I wouldn't go with that one. 2. Wear a hat for the next three months, or 3. Invent a jutsu."
He frowned at the first two suggestions, but at the last he seemed to actually like the idea but all he said was; "Hn."
~Several Hours Later In Which Many Jutsu Attempts Were Made To Grow Gaara's Hair Back~
I was on my knees; hand over mouth, tears threatening to escape my eyes. Gaara was looking at me with wide eyes. "What did you do to me hair?" He asked seriously.
I stood up and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. "Do me a favor and don't look in any mirrors for the next few minutes." I said as I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a comb, hair dye, and a pair of scissors. I walked back to the room (you NEVER run with scissors), "Hold still." I said as I pushed him onto a couch and started to comb the five foot long, glitter speckled, yellow highlighted hair. I made to work on brushing out all the glitter, cut the majority of the hair off, and poured the bottle of dye that I had left over from Halloween (I was a mermaid) onto his highlights and 20 minutes later, this hair was back to normal. All we had to do was get him into his normal clothes…and find him a new gourd. As he opened the door to his room, I suddenly remembered my surprise. "Uh...surprise?" The room look exactly the same. Same curtains, same bed covers, and the same pillow case. Only one major difference: It was BEDAZZILIFIED!!!
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!"
"Uh…surprise?" I said again as I took several steps back.
"What. Did. You Do…Music?!"
"Um…I redecorated. Don't you like-" And at that moment, I was SO glad he didn't have his gourd. That contains sand. That could kill me. Yeah, I was glad. But now that he had his hair back, those threatening glares were as, well, threatening as ever. Good thing they didn't bother me. Much.
"Remember that Bedazzler you got Kankouro for Christmas 'cause you had that coupon and uh, stuff. And Kankouro never used it, so I… put it to good use."
He balled his hands into fists. "Music?"
"Yes? Boy with the new Bedazilled room?"
"I hate you. A lot."
"Eheheheheee um, yeah." I said cheekily.
