Third person pov

"There, you're a badass now. Your outfit could use some work or some shit or something but at least we solved the fucking mop-head issue." Hidan observed, nodding proudly at his work. It hadn't been all too hard. All he'd really had to do was shave off half her hair and trim the rest a bit, and then comb it, and then boom! It was reasonably badass!

"D-Does it look okay?" Hollow fingered some strands as she looked in the mirror. She didn't know much about haircuts, so she wasn't sure what was good or bad for girls. 

"Fuck yes it's good. I did it." Hidan thrust a thumb into his own chest, his pride for himself and for Hollow rising. He felt like a proud father, although he wasn't too sure how being a father really felt. It didn't matter. Hollow was small so him man-instinct things were appearing. 

"Now, come with me. We need to fix your fucking room too. We have to move my bed in since I'm in charge of you and all that shit. Like, and Tobi is a pedophile." Hidan explained as they exited the bathroom. Deidara was in the bathroom, evidently having been waiting for them to get out. He seemed to light up when he spotted Hollow, looking rather nervous with her new haircut and in her new clothes which fit much better than that old shirt. 

"Aw, she's so cute, un!" Deidara reached to pat Hollow's head but Hidan slapped his hand away like it was fire. 

"She's a badass now, so fuck off!" Hidan flipped him off with both hands. The blonde blinked, confused as Hidan shoved Hollow behind him, slowly backing up. "No patting her head unless she's actually doing something to be fucking cute or some shit."

"Un..." Deidara blinked as Hidan rushed the flustered Hollow off and around the corner. He thought he heard her say sorry, to which Hidan responded with something that sounded wise but had lots of vulgar language in it. He couldn't really tell from where he stood. He wasn't sure he wanted to know in all honesty. Hidan had always been a little odd. He hoped he didn't taint that little girl, who was supposed to save the world. She wouldn't be able to if she became like Hidan: an idiot, immature and extremely weighted towards colorful language and general rudeness. Deidara didn't want to see Hollow become crude.

"H-How do w-we ge-get your be-bed here?" Hollow tilted her head curiously, looking at Hidan's twin size bed. His room was rather drawl, but she supposed that was okay. Perhaps he would not mind if she put some flowers in the room they would be sharing. Hollow very much would like to see some daisies in person. 

"I'm gonna pick this shit up, that's how. Spot me." He leapt at the bed like he were going to wrestle it.

"Hollow, is everything okay in here? We saw Hidan drag you out." Midori asked, drifting into the room. Hollow jumped slightly in surprise. The woman stared at her hair with a blank look. 

"O-Oh, we're okay. Th-Thank you." Hollow offered a nervous smile. Hidan, who was under the bed trying to lift it, grunted. 

"You talking to those dead shitheads?"

"Y-Yes, although I-I think they have n-normal heads." Hollow's head tilted.

"Whatever the hell you say." Hidan responded.

"Your hair!" Sasodai gasped as soon as he drifted through the door, his eyes widening. Midori was still staring, seeming to try and process. Hollow heard Shisui's voice from down the hall. 

"What's with her hair?!" He called. Yahiko's head popped through a wall, and Rin wasn't far behind. Shisui arrived shortly thereafter as well, meaning all the ghosts were present, and meaning all of them were freaking out.

"yOUR HAIR-" Shisui shrieked. Yahiko was gaping, pointing, looking around, and waving his arms around. Hollow couldn't tell if Rin was admiring Hidan's work or if she was about to cry, but she hoped she was not going to cry. Sasodai was massaging his temples and Hollow wasn't sure when Midori had last blinked.

"Fuck yes!" Hidan lifted the bed. 

Hollow could only smile nervously and duck her head.