Disclaimer: All names and characters in this story belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiss, except the characters Youko and Joe. Those are mine. ^^;
Okay, this is a crazy yet stupid parody: Weiss going to a hair salon. ^^;; I thought of some of this while I was at a hair salon waiting for my dyed hair to dry today. ^^V Pretty bad, huh? Oh and there's a little shounen ai in there, but it's just for fun. Eheh. ^_^;
Oh, and "momiage" means "eartails". ^^V
Written on Sept. 23, 2000
Copyright by Dreamcatcher
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“Er, hello. We’d like to get a little trim.” The brown-haired, athletic-looking one said.
“Not me, KenKen, I’m here for oil treatment.” The tall, lanky man said with a wink to the nearest female hairdresser.
She giggled and went up to him. “I can help you with that. Please take a seat over there.”
“As you say, Pretty.” Youji smiled seductively at his hairdresser.
As Youji settled down, the salon owner came up to the other 3 Weiss members. “So all of you need a trim?” “Actually, the red-head and I would like one, but this boy here needs a haircut.” Ken gestured towards Omi.
“Ara, aren’t you a cute little sweetie-pie!” The lady smiled widely at Omi and pinched his cheeks.
“Obasan, I’m not a little—“ Before Omi could finish his sentence, the lady said, “why don’t you come to the children’s side with me?”
When Ken heard that, he started laughing his butt off. Aya had already taken a seat and was being helped by a young man. Omi sulked as he was being dragged away by the lady.
“Would you like me to help you?” A young girl with blue-colored hair asked the laughing Ken. He nodded and took the nearest seat.
“I just need a little trim on my bangs and along the back there.” Ken told his hairdresser.
“Would you like to read some magazines?” She offered.
“No I’ve got my own soccer mags here.” Ken replied.
“Oh I watch a little soccer sometimes too. Which one’s your favorite team?”
As Ken and his hairdresser chatted away, Aya was having a fun time with his...
“Hi. My name’s Joe and I’m new here. What would you like to have done today?” Joe smiled nervously at Aya.
“I’d like a little trim.” Aya told his hairdresser flatly while glaring at his reflection in the mirror.
Joe immediately lost his smile and paled when he saw Aya’s glare. “Would you like to…uh…have your hair washed first?” He stuttered, obviously *very* intimidated by Aya.
“No. And don’t touch my momiage.” Aya replied coldly, violet orbs still glaring at the poor guy.
“H…hai!” And with a shaking hand, Joe immediately set to work.
*Snip* *Snip*
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Ten minutes later, Youji was flirting with his hairdresser while a blow-dryer (?) was set behind him. Ken was absorbed in his sports magazine. Omi was…somewhere in the children’s section, and Aya had a scowl on his face while watching Joe The New Guy worked on his hair. At this moment, the salon door opened again and 3 young men walked in.
“Well look who’s here?” Schuldich said with a smirk on his face.
“You..!” Aya was now glaring at Schuldich’s reflection in the mirror and he unsheathed his katana (yes he brought his katana with him to the hair salon ^^;) a little a la Kenshin’s style. Joe became so nervous by the sight of the weapon that he dropped his scissors. Tension filled the air when...
“Ah, Schuldich-sama, irasshai! Getting a haircut today?” The middle-aged lady walked up to Schuldich with a big smile on her face, oblivious to the tension in the room…or she was ignoring it. Joe picked up his scissors and went back to work again, his hands shaking even more.
*Snip* *Snip*
“No, Youko-san. I’m just here for a wash. My friends here would like to get a cut though.” Schuldich said, smirking at Aya’s reflection in the mirror while pushing Crawford and Nagi forward. Crawford was ushered to the seat beside Aya’s. As for Nagi...
“Oh, what an adorable darling your little friend is, Schuldich!” Youko exclaimed happily.
“Adorable…?!” Before Nagi had registered what Youko had said, he was being dragged away by her.
“Hey, where’s the psycho of your team?” With a smirk, Ken called out to Schuldich, earning a glare from Aya’s direction.
Schuldich shrugged. “He’s at home watching the Teletubbies. For some reason he thought that hurts God.” And everyone in the room sweatdropped.
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As soon as Crawford has had his hair washed and sat down with his instructions given, he took out the day’s newspapers and began to read…without his glasses. He was trying very hard to ignore Aya’s glares and Schuldich’s stares, but he couldn’t stand them any longer.
“Quit staring at me, Schuldich.” Crawford said while still keeping his eyes on the newspapers.
“Brad…I didn’t know you can read without your glasses…” Schuldich said while his hairdresser was toweling his orange hair dry. He had turned his chair so he could face Crawford.
“I’m just a bit near-sighted, Schuldich. I can read perfectly well.” Crawford replied, a little annoyed.
“Then in that case, you should take your glasses off more often. You look *real cute* without them.”
Before a blushing Crawford could yell at Schuldich, he had turned his chair back facing the mirror and let his hairdresser blow-dry his hair, grinning all the while.
By then, Ken’s hair was all trimmed and dried and he was waiting at the door for his other 3 teammates. He waved to Omi who walked up to him with a pout on his face.
“So, how was it at the children’s section?” Ken asked while trying not to laugh.
“Haha, very funny.” Omi glared at Ken with his large cerulean eyes, but he just looked so cute that it made Ken wanted to laugh even more. Suddenly Ken noticed something in Omi’s hand and burst out laughing. “Oh my, you got a lollipop?!”
Apparently Omi had forgotten about the candy. He tossed it into the waste basket with a disgusted face. “She told me I was being a good boy. I’m 17 for crying out loud!!” And he stormed out of the hair salon.
Before Ken could stop him, Youji came up and stood beside Ken at the door. He was grinning. “Hey look, I got phone numbers from all the pretty girls in the store, including some of the customers.”
“Yeah that’s nice Youji. Is Aya done yet? I want to get outta here. If I have to see Schuldich flirt with Crawford one more time, I think I’ll be sick.” Ken said.
As both Youji and Ken turned towards Aya’s direction (and tried to ignore what Schuldich was doing to Crawford), they could see that Joe The New Guy was now snipping the hair near Aya’s left ear.
*Snip* *Snip* *Sniiiiiip*
Like a leave blown by the autumn wind, Aya’s left momiage slowly fluttered down to the ground.
For a moment, the room was still. Everyone was staring wide-eyed at the cut momiage, then at Aya’s face. Even Crawford and Schuldich had turned to look. Joe was shaking uncontrollably and kept muttering “sumimasen”. He even started groveling at Aya’s feet.
Aya was staring straight into the mirror. One hand slowly came up to finger the place where the momiage had been. Then a flash of metal, and Aya was jumping from his chair, katana raised and ready to chop Joe into pieces. Everything looked hopeless when...
“Yamenasai yo*!” Youko the Store Owner rushed into the room in a flash and countered Aya’s katana with…an umbrella. She then proceeded to whack some sense into Aya’s head. (Ouch.) Everyone’s jaw dropped as they watched the scene. Nagi was calmly licking his lollipop on the side, since his hairdresser ran out on him. Before long, Aya was back in his seat, letting Youko fix his hair.
*Sniiiiiip* The other momiage followed its twin’s fate and landed on the floor.
“There! Now don’t you look handsome?” Youko smiled at Aya’s reflection in the mirror. Aya didn’t reply because his head was still spinning with little winged momiage flying around and around. Catching their cue, Ken and Youji went over and dragged Aya out of the hair salon. Before leaving though, Ken put their payment by the cash register and left a big tip for all the staff. Youko waved cheerfully as Ken hastily went out the door.
The sun was setting as they carried a dazed Aya through the streets in silence. Then Youji suddenly asked, “Ken...?”
“Nani, Youji?”
“Do you think…this Youko person is from Kritiker as well?”
“Beats me, Youji. But Manx did tell us to go there if we ever needed a haircut...”
With a shrug, the 2 Weiss members (with their not-too-conscious 3rd member) went home.
In the distance, someone was yelling something like “I’m not a kid!!” in a shrill, somewhat-feminine voice.
*Yamenasai yo! means Stop it!