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...Are you sure I don't look silly?

Are you kidding me? You look badass. C'mon, hurry up and turn the thing on.

Wait! What if... what if someone laughs at me? [Like a girl. Or worse, a cute girl.]

Then you tell 'em to go fuck themselves.

Okay... Okay, I'm ready, are you ready?

Yeah. Let's do this.

[The camera clicks on to the two boys. Shaun's trying to look confident (and only partly succeeding) sitting next to Yusuke, showing off his brown hair that's slicked back and poofed up into a perfect imitation of Yusuke's own trademark pompadour. He gives a cheeky grin and a wave.]

Hi!

[Yusuke grins and gives Shaun a hearty clap on the shoulder.]

Check 'im out, guys! He cleans up pretty well, doesn't he?

[Shaun's grin disappears with a squeak and he elbows Yusuke in the side.]

Yusuke!

[Yusuke grunts and spreads his hands.]

Hey, I'm just sayin', y'look good now that I fixed your hair. Maybe now people won't mistake your big-ass head for a mop.

[He emphasizes this with a light push to the side of Shaun's head.]

Yeah and then you're gonna mess it all up.

[Shaun touches the side of his head carefully, seeing if it's messed up after the indeterminate amount of time they'd spent with Yusuke fussing over it and combing it back.]

And my head's not big! Your head's big.
Oooh, nice comeback.

[Yusuke folds his arms and lifts his chin, looking smug.]

Anyway, you don't gotta worry about anything messin' up your hair. I greased it up so good, you could roll down a hill and not dent it.

[He shoots Shaun a sly sideways look.]

You wanna try?

[Shaun grins again.]

Wanna have a race to see who can mess theirs up the fastest?

[Yusuke smirks.]

Sure, but you better not cry when you lose.

Bring it, Yusuke!

[And then Shaun remembers that they're on camera still.]

...So, uh... I don't know what else to say. I guess, bye?

Yeah. Later.

[Yusuke reaches out to switch the 'Gear off. Then he pauses.]

... oh wait. One more thing––

[He glances at Shaun, then leans in conspiratorially towards the camera. He doesn't even try to keep his voice down.]

If any girls out there want Shaun to take 'em out on a date now that he knows what to do with his hair, speak up. He'll show you a great time.

[The grin on his face can only be described as "shit-eating".]

Yusuke!! [Except Shaun's embarrassed little boy voice cracks even more embarrassingly on the last syllable, making a dive for the Pokegear as Yusuke cackles and clicks the camera off.]

((If you want one or the other in particular, say so in the header! Otherwise, either Yusuke or Shaun will respond (probably Shaun, since it's his 'Gear).))

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Says the guy whose head looks like the top of a little girl's fuzzy pen.

[fuk u]

Anyway, I was just givin' him shit. I'm kinda hoping somebody bites, though. That'd be hilarious.

[He shoots an amused look at a certain someone sitting off-screen, grinning from ear-to-ear. You're welcome, Shaun.]

From what girls tell me, my hair is fluffy like a kittens. [Which isn't that bad, kittens have claws.] Which is better then having so much hair gel on your head, that you can easily grease the wheels of a little girl's bike.

[Oh no friend, fuk u]

You are an ass, Yusuke. [he smirks] By the way when are you getting back to Goldenrod.

Right, right, 'cause bein' compared to something that shits in a box is a real high compliment.

[Yusuke scoffs. As if he's gonna be jealous of Killua for being compared to a kitten. Who does he look like, Kuwabara?]

We'll probably be back by Saturday. Why, didja miss me?

[Now it's Killua's turn to be on the receiving end of an annoying, self-satisfied grin. You're welcome, Killua.]

But Cats have people to clean up their shit for them, so it is still better then being bike grease.

Well I did use your room to store all the alcohol that hasn't been sorted, so I need to know when to clean it out.

[That is brat for yes, I missed you.]

Are you bring the kid with you?

Well, yeah, of course I'm bringing--

[SCREEEECH. That, ladies and gentlemen, was the sound of Yusuke's brain suddenly slamming on the brakes. It takes a moment of staring and blinking stupidly for Yusuke to process what Killua just told him. When he finally does, he holds his hands up and says:]

Wait, wait, wait. Back up. What alcohol?

[One brow raises as he eyes Yusuke for a moment.]

I have a large stash of alcohol, one of my old travel...buddies left it. We put it in the dojo basement and I forget about it until recently.

[He shrugs]

I started using some of it for Honeyed Soul product and I put the rest in your room for sorting.

You had a bunch of booze and you forgot about it?

[Yusuke is baffled. How do you forget you have "a large stash of alcohol"? That is the sort of thing that Yusuke would never do.]

I don't drink, besides due to my family's try even if I did. I probably wouldn't get that weird enjoyment that most people get out of the stuff anyway.

[Good to see that your proprieties are straight Yusuke.]

Right...

[Yusuke pauses. Then his expression brightens, and he says:]

Well, uh, hey! Don't feel like you gotta move it all on my account. In fact, y'know what?

[He waves a hand.]

Just leave it there. I'll keep an eye on it.

[Nyehehehehe.]

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