Another Crack Rp
After a long day of work filled with the oh-so-exciting papers, conferences, and brief sparring sessions, a little relaxation was screaming to be found through the Kage's tensed muscles. Especially in the shoulders he noted while gingerly rubbing the left side. Maybe his twin would allow a little peace his way. At this time he was usually dumped off on his lover as he should have been first thing in the morning in the first place, but as if to double check on it Gaara casted a curious glance to the door. He stared for a few seconds, as if he were expecting that shinny knob to turn and reveal someone he really didn't want to see right now, but, maybe that was just his imagination, seeing as how that nowhere near happened. Actually, nothing did. The red-head gave a small breath; The area was twin-free apparently. No feminine whining to be heard. He narrowed his eyes at the thought while absently turning the knob to cut the hot water off. Really, he detested to see someone so much like himself so girly. He thought more on it while smoothly slipping the maroon silk-robe from his milky complexion. Maybe this emotion was only his jealousy of not being able to act such a way himself. He had often wondered how his Itachi would respond to him acting so for him. Gaara shook his head to rid the thought and actually shuddered, ruffling the untamed spikes. He'd rather be un-cute and scary than foolish and uncaring. At least then he knew what went on around him. "Mm." The soft hum escaped from him as he withdrew his foot from the moutain of bubbles that piled up, drawing his brow-line down. A little too hot.
Holding his breath Gaara gently settled himself down and leaned his head back against the tub, finally releasing a languished sigh from the powerful throat and into the steamed air. Dark-lids parted slightly, filled with contentment. A small smile even lifted the corners of his lips. It felt like such a victory to get away from everyone and do something for himself he mused while idly lifting one hand just before him and studying it before gently blowing some of the bubbles to hover around for his amusement.
Holding his breath Gaara gently settled himself down and leaned his head back against the tub, finally releasing a languished sigh from the powerful throat and into the steamed air. Dark-lids parted slightly, filled with contentment. A small smile even lifted the corners of his lips. It felt like such a victory to get away from everyone and do something for himself he mused while idly lifting one hand just before him and studying it before gently blowing some of the bubbles to hover around for his amusement.