Another Crack Rp

[expertofthesand]

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

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[setsunakutemo]

Gaara really admired his counterpart. He was so hard working and diligent and never let anything bother him.. at least unless it had to do with Itachi. It was kind of funny how quickly his feathers got ruffled when it came to either Uchiha, but the younger Kazekage couldn't talk much. He was just as easily upset over the same matter

[expertofthesand]

Gaara eyes's trailed the random pathway of one of the bubble's leisure decent back into the tub and calmly held his breath to not alter it. The smallest draft of air could possibly pop it. Gradually the shinny circle dawned closer and closer to him and blue eyes watched every second of it. Just as the circle rested upon the bridge of his nose did it burst and the pale vision widened as it flicked to the side at a very familiar hiss. Sitting up abruptly in the tub Gaara looked on at the mist of sand until it solidated the form very much like his own. It was just too good to be true. He should have known. But damn if he wasn't safe in his own bathtub. "Gaara.." He growled, wincing in aggitation. Watering down the look of complete distaste he settled for a glare as the other came closer and the closer. "Actually, I do mind." He hissed while sinking deeper into the tub. "But I can see that does not concern you." By now Gaara sunk low enough into the tub to muster a few unkind words under the water's warm body and ignored the comment of

[setsunakutemo]

Completely oblivious to the other's words or what was going through his counterpart's mind, Gaara wiggled in the water a bit, stretching his thin legs out next to the other Kage's. He completely ignored the fact that their legs pressed against each other as he sunk further down until the bubble-covered water had surrounded his shoulders.

Giving a small leisurely, pleased smile at his mirror image; not having heard any of the other redhead's words in disapproval. "No, I finished everything more quickly than usual," the just slightly smaller male's tone was reminiscent of that of a younger sibling always tagging along and seeking approval from an older brother. "I had no idea you liked bubble baths, Gaara," the younger Kage's direction of conversation suddenly changed. "I thought it was something only I liked." Crystalline hued irises drifted off towards the wall, seemingly lost in thought before he spoke in a slightly embarrassed, albeit dreamy tone, "Itachi hates them.. but tolerates them."

[expertofthesand]

Perhaps this will not be so bad, maybe not to the extent he was thinking. The older Kage contemplated on it as the other adjusted himself in his tub, one hand at gentle work of messaging the eyes engulfed in black (a sign of frustration Gaara rarely showed to anyone). They were both the same were they not? It's just as one were taking a bath with themselves, so there was no need to worry of one seeing him absent of clothing (even though the sight was saved for one alone). Did it count