All the Shorts – Bad Hair Day

Yuna’s bored during a long journey…Run Sora run! (Set during Chapter 36 of All the Roads We Have to Walk)

Rated: K

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Square-Enix and Disney. Not mine and this isn’t for money, just fun!

Author’s Note/Explanation: All Hail Northern Cross for the title ;)

This is just a random thing I might update now and then – lots of little drabbles set in and around my story All the Roads We Have to Walk. To be honest this is the only really solid idea I’ve had so far. But hopefully this will eventually hold a few short stories :)

Onwards!

All the Shorts: Bad Hair Day

“Mmmmm.”

Sora looked up from the book he was flicking through. “Something wrong?”

“Uhhhhhhh.”

He blinked, tucked a bookmark between the pages and sat up a little straighter on the bed he’d borrowed. “Are you feeling ill?”

“Oooooooh!”

Sora poked his companion. “Hey, what are you getting so noisy about?”

Yuna exploded upwards, bouncing up and down on Sora’s bed. “I’m so bored!” Her face was all scrunched up. “Bored, bored, bored!” She jumped on each word. “Sooooooooooora!” She poked him. “Sora! Sora! Sora! Sora!”

He grabbed her hands and smiled calmly. “Yes Yuna?”

“I wanna do something! I’m so bored. I’ve been bored for days and days and when you haven’t been hanging out with Red you’ve been eating or sleeping. Oh and reading too. That’s weird. You don’t do that much. Why are you reading?” She bounced again. “Sora let’s do something else!”

“Like?”

The girl was quiet for a moment. “Um…Well I’ve been kinda wondering about something for a really long time now.”

He eyed her suspiciously. “What is it?”

“Your hair is reaaaaaaally…”

“What?”

Big. Thick. Long. Huge. Chunky. Gigantic. “Um…spiky.”

“…and?”

The grin that curled her lips was slow and sly. “Um…well, see I’ve always wanted to…” From somewhere in the hoodie she wore she pulled out a brush and two hair-ties. “…put it in bunches!”

Sora was on his feet in an instant. “Uh uh, no way. You are not coming near me with those.”

Yuna’s giggle was positively evil. “Yes I am! I’m bored, you’re being boring so you gotta make up for it and let me play with your hair!”

Sora held up his hands, trying to placate the child. “But you don’t wanna mess with my hair. It’s all…you know…weird and er…short.” He began backing away to the door.

“It isn’t short! It just sticks up all over the place.”

“What about Tifa? She’s got more hair. Go play with hers.”

“I asked already.”

This did not sound good. “Oh?” The word trembled a little.

“She said no and then said she had important things to do in the engine room and she even had to run off ‘cause they were so important.” Yuna closed in on him. “But you’ve got nothing to do. So…”

Sora reached the door. “Aaah you know what I think I hear Red calling…”

“Oh you’re always hearing voices Sora everyone knows that!”

“Uuuuuh…” Memories of Kairi getting his hair in so many knots his mother had had to shave his head prompted him to make a desperate bid for escape.

“Oh no you don’t! Slowga!”

Nothing changed for Sora, except all of a sudden Yuna was standing in front of him looking all sweet and innocent. Confused Sora tried to figure out how Yuna had moved so fast but before he could the girl was gone again.

“Ah I’d forgotten how helpful Slowga can be!” Yuna backed up a few paces. “Here we go!” She ran at Sora and slammed into his back.

“Whoa!” He smacked into the ground. “Ooooooow.”

The spell began to wear off but Sora’s face was still planted to the ground when he began to feel something tugging through his wild brown hair. Yuna, seated on Sora’s back to hold him down, sang as she combed and giggled as she tied the first bunch back with a pink tie.

“Sora’s so cute!”

“…I’m not amused.”

“Almost done.”

“I’m gonna take them out as soon as you’re done.”

She thwacked his head. “No you won’t you big old grouch!”

There was a knock at Yuna’s door and Barret came in. “Sora, Red’s lookin’ fer…oh. Yuna what’re ya doin’?”

“Making Sora look pretty!”

“She’s hyper,” Sora said with a pained grin. He waved a hand. “A little help please?”

“You almost done Yuna?”

“Yup!” Still seated on Sora’s back, she held her hands out. “Isn’t he cute with his hair in bunches?”

“Yeah, very.” Barret had a gleam in his eyes.

“Um…Barret? What are you…”

“Hey Yuna, I’ll hold Sora ‘ere. Go find Tifa. I’m sure she’ll have a camera someplace so we can take a picture.”

“What’s a camera?” Sora asked, unable to keep the panic out his voice.

Yuna giggled. “Yay!” She dashed to the door as Barret stepped in and placed a large hand on Sora’s back. “We can take a picture and that way everyone’ll see how cute Sora is!”

“I am not cute!”

Yuna was gone about five minutes. When she returned she had others in tow. Barret picked Sora up by the back of his T-shirt, the boy’s legs dangling in the air. He kept his bright red face bowed.

Doing so made Yuna’s bunches even more visible.

“Oh you’re right Yuna!” Tifa clapped her hands. “Sora is adorable like that!”

Sora looked up, blushing brightly. “I am not adorable!”

“For a human male that hairstyle certainly suits you,” Red complimented.

“It does not!”

“Awwww he’s shy!” Tifa giggled and held up the camera. “Smile!”

When the flash afterimage cleared from Sora’s eyes Barret placed him back on his feet. “Tifa, let’s see!”

She turned the camera around and pointed to the screen. “If we put you in a dress Sora you’d fool any guy any day.”

His blue eyes widened at the sight of himself with pigtails restrained by pink bows. His face was still framed by his bangs and a few spikes had refused to be held by the ties but on the whole Sora had his hair tied back like a girl.

If Kairi saw him she’d probably react like Yuna and Tifa, calling out “So cute!” and “Super adorable!” every now and then. Riku would be on the floor in hysterics probably threatening all kinds of blackmail in return for Sora’s secret staying secret. Thankfully Barret and Red were just sniggering.

“Well I’m going to print this out. Who wants copies?”

Everyone cheered and followed Tifa to the bridge. Everyone except Sora who was looking at himself closely in a mirror on Yuna’s wall.

“You know, having less hair would keep it out my face when I’m fighting and when it’s hot and…” He shook his head vehemently. “What am I thinking!”

Sora reached up to free his hair when Yuna suddenly reappeared. “If you take it out before tomorrow I’ll tell everyone on Atlantica and show them the pictures!”

Deciding his ego couldn’t take that much laughter Sora kept his hair tied back.

The End!

Okaaaaay I admit I just wanted to write a story where Sora had his hair tied in bunches. But it seemed like such a Yuna thing to do!

I’m sure I shall someday return with another short. Until then, catch you over at the main story!