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Who: Leon Kuwata (

struck_out) and Yasuhiro Hagakure (

crystalballer)
Where: Dangan House and eventually a salon in Goldenrod
When: January 11th
Summary: Hagakure's been waffling on whether or not to take Leon's Christmas present of a haircut at the salon, but the sudden January heatwave drives him to finally make a decision.
Rating: PG-13 for Leon's mouth most likely
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[It's the middle of another hot summ--winter afternoon and Hagakure practically drags himself into the house with a bunch of shopping bags, absolutely exhausted and sweating from the heat. His hair's pulled back into a ponytail, but even that's weighing him down and making life generally miserable for him. And let's not mention the fact that he thought it was a good idea to wear his usual ridiculous amount of layers outside in this heat.

He groans pathetically as he drapes himself on a couch in the living room. The bags fall in every direction around the couch. He just can't be bothered to put them away right now. He needs to cool off first.]

Uuuugggghhhh, why is it freaking ninety degrees in the middle of January?! [He's almost yelling into the couch from the position he's lying in.] Maybe my psychic radar is off and the end of the world really is coming...

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[Less than five minutes later the front door swings open and slams shut, but not quick enough to keep a second blast of hot air from slipping it. Leon pulls off the cap he had put on to help keep the sun out of his eyes and wipes the sweat off his brow.]

Fuckin' hell, what the fuck is wrong with this shitty weather!?

[Slipping his shoes off, he walks in and unceremoniously takes his soaked shirt off. He shakes his head in disgust; he's absolutely drenched in sweat. A shower is much needed. As he's about to make his way up towards the showers, he passes the living room and notices the bags all strewn about.]

Hmm? Oh, Hagakure! What's up with you dude, you look like you're about to melt!

[Hagakure doesn't really make any effort to wave hello to Leon, but he does kind of...flop uselessly onto his back so he's not talking into the couch. If it wasn't 90 degrees outside you'd think he's just sick and trying to break a fever.]

Mmmmn, I think I'm already half-melted into this couch. It's this heat, dude! It's gonna be the end of either me or the world! Maybe both!

Well maybe you wouldn't be meltin' if ya took off some of your clothes. Like, you don't need that many jackets!

[Hagakure lies there in silence for a good for moments before taking that advice to heart and wiggles out of his extra jacket and shirt. Now he's just down to a tanktop he had under everything else.

He sighs with a mild amount of relief.]

G-Good idea. I dunno why I even thought it was a good idea to wear that out. I wasn't expecting it to be that hot!

[Nevermind the fact that it's been over 80 for several days already.]

You know what else would really help? A fuckin' haircut.

I think it's time, dude.

[And by that, he means that voucher he's flashing right now, for one haircut at the salon near the departmental store.]

Come on, it's for your own good. Ya know you need to do this.

[He wearily glances at the voucher and returns to burying his face into the side of the couch.]

Nnngh, but I don't know if I wanna yeeeet.

[His voice gets a little muffled by the couch. But he eventually breaks away to talk.]

You don't understand, dude. I have my hair like this for a reason. It helps me with my readings.

I'm calling that bull shit. You don't even have any evidence to back up that stupid theory! How the hell can hair affect your fortune telling anyway? I think this damn heat would kill your accuracy rate more than your bad hair cut helpin' it.

Look your hair is a fuckin' mess, you need to at least get it trimmed. Otherwise you're never gonna get any girls if ya look like you've been livin' outta a cardboard box.

Wrong!

[Aw shit Leon why do you gotta go startin' shit because Hagakure's definitely riled up now. He sits up straight and alert for the first time in this conversation, pointing an accusatory finger at Leon.]

You don't even know what you're talking about, dude! A lot of girls like the dreads, okay?!

[... Oh, and here it seemed like he was going to get mad over the first bit.]

Oh yeah? How many girls have you dated then?

[He pauses to quietly count on his fingers.]

[He continues doing that slowly before a look of despair washes over him.]

Okay so maybe they don't like 'em enough to date me...

[ It's ok Hagakure, that's why Leon's got your back. With a heavy sigh, Leon takes a seat next to him and waves the salon voucher in front of his face. ]

It's for your own good man. I wouldn't be sayin' this if I didn't mean it.

[Hagakure reacts to that by covering his face with his hands. But after a few moments he just drags them down and lets his arms plop down on his lap.]

Nnngh, you just don't understand, dude. It's a huge decision for me. I've been growing these dreads for years, and once you cut 'em it takes forever for to grow 'em back.

I guess I'm just worried I'm not gonna like the outcome and then I'll be screwed, y'know?

Trust me, it'll be fine. Though I kinda understand what you mean though. My hair's not naturally red, y'know? I hadn't a clue how I'd look like with it. An' I still had to deal with all the shit from my parents, teachers and coach afterwards but it turned out to be one of the best decisions I ever made in my life. I really rock that red, don't I? So don't you think that if I could pick a good style for myself, I could do one for you too?

Look, I promise we'll get somethin' for you that's close to what you have now, but less...hobo-ish and more cool, ok?

[Hagakure remains quiet while Leon talks, and mulls it over for a bit. Eventually he looks over to Leon with a nervous smile on his face.]

I really couldn't see you with any other hair color, dude.

But...yeah, y'know what? Maybe this can work...

[After all, Leon does score with the ladies way more often, so there's gotta be some merit to what he's saying.]

Have some faith in me Hagakure! I'll be sure to pick up a hairstyle that'll keep those ladies comin'!

[Infused with a sense of excitement, Leon plucks himself off from the coach and gives Hagakure a thumbs up.]

You won't regret this, I swear it from one bro to another. Jus' lemme go take a quick shower to cool down an' then we can head off to the hairstylist.

[Flashing his friend a confident grin, Leon rushes up the stair case. Ten minutes later and he's back down again with a new T-shirt on.]

Come on, let's go already! I can't wait to see you with your new hair cut, I bet it's gonna be frickkin' cool!

[Hagakure's cleaned himself up and put his stuff away when Leon returns from his shower. He's flopped back on the couch and idly checking his 'Gear, but perks up as Leon appears.]

I've been ready for ages, dude!

[He slides himself off the couch and heads toward the door to slip his sandals on. That's actually one thing about the whole heatwave he's thankful for: being able to wear his sandals. Boots and sneakers just aren't that comfortable.]

I really hope it ends up as good as you're saying it's gonna. Man, I haven't had my hair short since I was little...

Of course it's gonna be good. Who do ya think you're talkin' to? Leon Kuwata, the king of cool, that's fuckin' who.

[Grabbing a baseball ball hat before they leave, he leads Hagakure outwards to brave the fierce sun once again. The rays burn into his skin and he winces.]

Hey let's walk in the shade. I don't think I can take any more of this sun, it's gonna make my skin peel.

[As soon as they set out, Hagakure's glad he took off his extra shirts and jacket before coming back outside. Ugh, how did he manage with that stuff on?

He holds a hand out to see as he squints into the bright sunlight. Yep, still too bright and still too hot.]

You're not gonna get any complaints from me!

[Seriously, he might be tan and all, but it's still hot and he just got cooled down again!

He quickly finds a shaded path for them to take and heads for it.]

Hopefully this goes all the way into town.

Yeah, it will. It's just the long way into town. I don't really use it unless I have to, but today's a special circumstance.

[Leon follows after Hagakure, eager to get out of the blaze as soon as possible. Small bits of sunlight still peek out through the tiny gaps between the leaves but it's definitely much more bearable under the shade.]

Phew! Thank god. I think I'd melt if I stayed under the sun any longer.

[Crossing his arms behind his head, Hagakure glances up at the shady trees as they continue on.]

Today's definitely a special circumstance. And man, it's days like today that I wish I had a Water type...

[It gets him wondering if Leon's ever had Aoi cool him off with a nice Water Gun before.

He glances over to Leon.]

Do you not tan well or something, Kuwata-chi? Either way, it's probably a good thing you're not out burning though. Sunburn would look really weird with your red hair.

[He can't help but chuckle at the thought though. Kuwata-chi with skin as firey as his hair...]

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Sorry, I was stuck at this tag for awhile.

S'all good!

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I read that as "baseball bat" and got really concerned for a second

Sorry, I was writing that tag with my mobile.

It's okay! I thought it was kinda funny