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Kaede is studying at her desk, before she jumps as she hears pounding on her dorm door.
”Kaede, we have an emergency!” A voice comes from the outside, Kaede springs up from her chair and unlocks her door as she recognizes the voice.
“What’s wrong, Miu!?” She asks the poor girl covered in sweat, presumably from running here.
Miu pulls out her phone and brings up a picture of the two of them, then goes to the comments.
“Let me see…” Kaede takes the phone from Miu’s hands and starts to read the comments. It wasn’t anyone she knew it looked like, but the comments were concerning.
“They think we’re related! What the fuck!?” Miu exclaims. “We don’t even look alike, I’m fuckin’ hot and you’re… you!”
Kaede sighed at her girlfriend’s usual demeanor as she handed Miu her phone back and rested her hands on her shoulders.
“They could be joking or hate comments, they don’t seem like any of our friends.” Kaede smiled at her.
“Yeah, your friends! But still I don’t want to be seen kissin’ my sister or cousin or some shit! What can we do?”
Kaede seemed to be getting nowhere with Miu. “You could change your appearance then?”
“If you’re suggesting a diet, you’ve got some nerve, I’m already gorgeous.” Miu laughed.
Kaede crossed her arms “No! Maybe change your clothes or your hair perhaps?”
Miu seemed to process what Kaede said, pausing for a minute before grinning.
“Do you have any hair dye?”
…
Miu and Kaede ran to the store to get hair dye for Miu, as she seemed very excited to try it once Kaede mentioned changing her hair. Miu ended up choosing her favorite color, pink, more of a bubblegum type shade. Once it was obtained, they went to Miu’s lab, with Miu smiling from ear to ear holding the box.
“Alright, how do we do this?” Miu looked at the box.
“Did you try reading the box?” Kaede gave her a knowing stare.
“I don’t need to ‘read the box’.” Miu mocked Kaede’s tone before Kaede came over and snatched the box out of her hands.
“Hey! I was-” Miu whined before receiving a quick peck on the lips from Kaede. Miu was silent while Kaede read the instructions.
“Your hair is already very light, we won’t need to bleach it. We should do a strip test though to see how strong it is.”
Miu eyes lit up “Strip tease? Hell yeah!” Miu quickly starts to take off her shirt.
“Miu no you don’t have to do that!” Kaede exclaimed once she processed what was going on, but she was too late. “Okay maybe that might help so we don’t ruin your shirt but still, unnecessary. Thanks for the view though” Kaede teased at the end.
The shirtless Miu blushed while knowing Kaede saw her. “A-anyway, my hair, my rules, I don’t wanna do that test! Tests are for school and school sucks!” She made a noise similar to a fart with her mouth and threw out a thumbs down at Kaede.
“Okay, fine. Get me some gloves shirtless and we’ll get started.” Kaede started to open the box and set up while Miu followed her girlfriend’s orders and got a pair of gloves and a chair for herself to sit in.
Miu sat as Kaede put on the gloves and mixed the dye in the little bowl with the brush, then started to paint Miu’s hair with it. Miu felt relaxed as her girlfriend grabbed her hair one strand at a time and lifted it and painted each piece. Kaede seemed like a natural at this, but she was good at most stuff she tried.
The two had some light banter during the process, but it was mainly comfortable silence. Kaede spoke up once she finished. “Now we just need to let this sit for a few! Sorry about some spots on your skin but it was bound to happen, so it was pretty convenient you took off your shirt.” She giggled.
“But you were still so good at it! Call me impressed. Miu looked at herself through her phone camera.
“Thanks, I tried to get every little piece, it took forever though.” She smiled at the compliment. “But Miu, you didn’t do this all because of the comments right? You don’t need to change for everyone.”
“I mean, that was just a good push for me, I’ve wanted to do it for while and now I can shut those people the fuck up!” She grinned.
They talked more while the dye sat before it was finally time to rinse it out. They decided on Miu’s bathroom that they had in her lab.
“Well I’m not washing this in the toilet, help me out in the sink why dontcha?” Miu bent down and stuck her huge genius head in the small sink. Kaede turned on the water and moved it around her hair.
After a few seconds, she was startled with Miu’s screams.
“I’M BLEEDING!?” She screamed as she saw pink leak down her forehead to her face and on the sides of her vision, throwing her head back, pink getting all over the place.
“Miu what the hell!? It’s the hair dye!” Kaede sighed after that. “We’ll have to clean this later.
“It doesn’t all stay in your hair?” Miu questioned.
“For being a genius, you’re pretty stupid. Why else would we be washing it?”
“I don’t know…” Miu timidly put her head back in the sink while Kaede ended up laughing off the situation.
They finally finished washing Miu’s hair out and drying it. Miu kept posing in the bathroom mirror with her new hair while Kaede cleaned.
“This is fucking awesome Kaediot! Thank you.” She smiled at her, running fingers through her hair.
“Of course, it suits you well, you’re so pink now! And what’s great is once it fades out, it should match your natural color.” Kaede handed Miu her shirt.
“Ha! What if I keep putting color in, today was fun!” Miu had her hands on her hips once her shirt was on.
“You can if you wish, I was just saying.”
“I might even cut it next, it’s getting pretty long, but that’s for another day, I’m pooped. But first let’s get a pic and piss those fuckers off!” Before Kaede had much time to react, Miu snapped a selfie of the two and posted it.
They decided to spend the rest of the day together, looking through old photos and trying to solve the mystery of the comments and who had made them.
It was found out by Miu and Kaede doing a little investigating on the creation dates and similar typing and such that all those accounts that posted the comments were run by the same person. One purple-haired guy they both knew. Miu now had someone to visit tomorrow and to teach them a lesson.