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Thinking about getting that haircut after all. I'm open to suggestions, but hey, maybe I'll just shave it all off and start over!

[Unlike Marco, he's not making idle threats. His hair really is getting to be too long and it's starting to get on his nerves. Unfortunately, if he just goes and gets it cut, he's going to have a riot on his hands, so he might as well give everyone fair warning.]

If you haven't seen it, imagine a handsome young man with the biggest, reddest, angriest hedgehog you can think of stuck to his head and that would be this guy.

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No it isn't! It's always been that long.

As long as you've known me, yeah, but not always. It was shorter when I was a kid.

Close enough! Why do you want to change it now? What's wrong with it?

Nothing's wrong with it, but once Marco started talking about haircuts I got to thinking it might not be a bad idea to cut mine.

[It's a good thing Roxas isn't there to see Lea squirm. Actually, it's a good thing he's not there, period, because they probably wouldn't be having this discussion face to face.]

But then you wouldn't look the same!

I think you'd still be able to recognize me, kid. Have you seen Ace lately?

[Their poor "aging" captain...]

No, but. Just...

[He lets out a groan.]

Fine, do what you want.

Listen, you can go with me if you want. Apparently I have to take Thatch, anyway, so we might as well just have a field trip. I'm in the galley if you wanna come talk.

[It's as good as a summons as far as Roxas is concerned and he goes into the galley quietly, just looking at Lea. He'd look so...so weird with short hair.]

[Lea is a dusty mess and so is most of the counter. Honestly, one reason he wants shorter hair is because it means less hair to wash.]

Hey, Roxas. I don't think I got anything on the table, so you can go sit there if you wanna.

Okay...

[He goes to sit at the table, still staring at Lea. Definitely, definitely weird. It seems wrong somehow.]

[Lea sighs and starts cleaning.]

Don't make that face. It's not a big deal, you know. It's gonna grow back.

I know that, but it'll look different. You won't look the same.

[You won't look like Axel. Roxas leaves it unsaid.]

[He doesn't need to say it because Lea knows exactly what he means.]

It really bothers you, doesn't it?

....[Why does it bother him anyway? It's easy to think of Lea as Axel when he looks just like him, but that's more Roxas' problem isn't it. Lea's told him he's different, it just hasn't really hit him how much. If he looks different, it's like saying goodbye to Axel forever.]

I...did say you could cut your hair if you wanted to. So. I guess not.

[Lea gifts him with a nice smear of what apparently was accepted as oatmeal across the forehead, then feigns surprise.]

Hey, where'd Roxas go?

What do you mean?

[He blinks. Ew. He wipes the oatmeal off his forehead.]

Oh hey, there he is!

[Lea pokes him in the forehead this time.]

Same concept, different part of the head. Nothing's changing, got it?

Yes it is. It's just...I can't explain it.

[Lea washes his hands off before coming over and sitting down next to Roxas.]

This isn't the clock tower and all I have is some left over oatmeal, so maybe this isn't gonna be the best lesson Professor Lea's ever taught, but bear with me, okay?

[Lea scratches at the back of his head and tries to put the right words together, because he's pretty sure he's only going to get one chance at this before Roxas gets another one of those ideas in his head and they end up fighting.]

Changing how you look is pretty normal. People do it all the time, sometimes not even on purpose. See?

[He tugs down the collar of his shirt a little to show the tan line there. They've been at sea long enough for that sort of thing to be inevitable.]

Having long hair is starting to bug me, so I'm gonna cut it. That's all it is.

[Roxas just watches him, resting his cheek on his hand, quiet and listening.

People change how they look. He really has no right to complain, does he?]

Okay.

[He can be proud, he even said that evenly.]

[Lea tries to hide his disappointment. That did zero good and he can tell. If Roxas accepts an answer, he's all smiles and more questions. An "okay" like that means there's a ton more going on in that head of his that he's not willing to share. Birds of a feather, for sure.]

I told you you should come too. Dye your hair blue like that bird of yours or something.

[What. Roxas just blinks at him, that suggestion is totally crazy.]

Dye my hair?

[He gives his head a bit of a shake.]

No. I don't think I want to go.

[Lea leans back and crosses his arms behind his head.]

Spoilsport. Woulda been fun.

[If Roxas is going to be stubborn, he's going to be stubborn right back.]

What'd be fun about it?

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