Chapter 10 “Unlikely Assistance”

"One way is to simply cut it, but considering how long your hair is and the fact it's the part of the hair where it could be seen by anyone, you might have a small horrible patch of hair sticking out. I doubt you'd want that…" He added briefly as he cocked his head to the side.

Just the sound of that sounded scary enough. But still, since when he became a hair genius?

Honestly, it shouldn't matter right now because I just want to get this comb out of my hair and detangle it so I could sleep in peace. But for that to happen, I had to let the nerd help me, which I don't.

"Okay, genius… then what do you suggest I do?" I sarcastically asked as I placed one hand on my waist impatiently.

Kabuto said nothing as he slipped his hand behind his back, causing me to wince in caution. I examined his face, telling me he wasn't trying anything funny and smoothly pulled out a bottle of substance.

I gazed harder at the bottle to see what it was; I assumed it was hair cream of some sort.

"What is that?" I asked curiously, slightly intrigued with the object.

"It's a special hair cream I made by mixing herbs and natural nutrients for detangling hair. I made sure the formula works gently on the hair for easy combing without damaging the hair in the process.

" He informed as he held up the bottle for me to see it myself.

I was in shock; I didn't know he could made hair products by scratch. I was quite impressed in fact.

"How do even you know it works?" I questioned solidly, already doubting the product.

"It's been experimented, so no worries…" He shrugged.

"How do I know you're not messing with me? It could be hair removal for all I know…" I commented rebelliously.

He smiled at my comment. "Trust me, that's something I wouldn't do because that would be crossing the line.

I actually value my life…"

I raised one eyebrow on his judgement; I still don't know if I should use it.

"You can decline if you want, but that would mean bad hair days for a long time…" He hummed with his signature smirk of his.

Now that he was rubbing it in my face, it was enough for me to jump ahead. I guess I had no choice.

I groaned loudly. "Fine, I'll use it! Hand it over!" I ordered as I reached over to take the bottle.

I was about to grab the cream but Kabuto swiftly pulled it away from my reach. I glared up at him and reach as far I could again but he held the bottle far away from me.

He tsked in disappointment. "I thought you knew some manners, being an Uchiha…"

"Give it to me, four eyes!" I ordered in annoyance, my patiently was decreasing drastically.

"Not without some manners out of you. " He scolded me as if I was a child.

I growled within my teeth, containing my anger the best I could. I needed that cream right now.

Kabuto was basically torturing me, and it wasn't fun at all.

Finally, I gave in. "Please…" I muttered.

"For what exactly?" He questioned as he raised his eyebrows.

I could've sworn a huge nerve was bulging out of my forehead. "May I please use that hair cream of yours?" I asked politely as I rolled my eyes.

The damn nerd smiled at me in satisfaction. "Sure you can… but on one condition…" He quickly added.

"Dammit, four eyes! What else do you want from me!?" I spat in irritation.

"You have to let me inside your room and apply this on your hair myself. " He stated, referring to the cream.

That was it? What else, my first born child?

"Forget it. " I grumbled, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Fine, then forget the hair cream…" He countered as he shrugged his shoulders.

But that cream was the only way to solve my hair problem, and it was too late to find any other solution. But at the same time, I don't want four eyes in my room for many reasons.

And to be honest, he might not walk out in one piece.

Regardless of him as a whole, I had to put my feelings aside and get it over with. That was what I learned from Sasuke, and it worked like a breeze a bunch of times.

With one last groan, I hesitantly agreed.

"Fine…" I said nothing more and immediately walked back into my room.

Kabuto invited himself in and closed the door. He turned around and examined his new surroundings then laid his eyes on me.

I stood there waiting with my hands on my hips, counting the seconds to maintain patience. He took his gaze off of me and eyed the chair on his right.

"Grab that chair, please. " He said as he pointed towards it.

Without saying a word, I slid my feet towards the wooden chair and placed it near my bed. I sat myself down, getting myself comfortable as I heard Kabuto's footsteps coming closer towards where I was sitting.

I placed my hands on my lap flatly and straightened my posture, letting him know he could start. He started applying the cream on my hair gently and I sat there absolutely uncomfortable.

I could feel him trying to remove the comb from my hair and I knew he tried his best not to hurt me; he was simply doing a bad job at it.

"Ow! The hell, that hurts! Kabuto, stop it!" I yelped as I clenched my fists.

"I know it hurts. I'm trying to remove the comb using the cream, but the knot seems to be nested in the bristles.

" He grunted on his commented, gritting his teeth. "Damn, it's really stuck in there…"

I knew my hairbrush was stuck in the knot, but I never thought it was this bad; I was a bit glad I allowed Kabuto to help me because this would've taken me all night to fix it.

It took forever, but four eyes was finally able to detangle my hair enough for my brush to be removed from my hair. He used it to delicately brush through my hair until he came in no contact with any other knots.