Gorilla Art

Happy Birthday Kaoru

Kaoru woke early, to a quiet beeping in his ear. He had set the alarm and stuffed his phone under his pillow. Sitting up, he looked down, A smirk grazing his angular face. There was something open in Kojiro as he slept. Not many saw how guarded he was while awake. They took his open friendly nature to mean he didn't have secrets, but he did. We all did.

Kojiro asleep was tranquility at its finest. His rugged handsome face was relaxed. His chest rose and fell in even waves. Kaoru reached out to brush the hair from his forehead. It covered half his face. He wore it pulled back during the day, but it was growing longer than he typically kept it. His friend made sure their fingers didn't touch his warm tanned skin.

Kojiro. Kaoru's heart pounded out his name. He picked up the brushes the green haired teen gave him. Kaoru didn't understand why he gave him a present. That was Kojiro though. He didn't need a reason. Kaoru stood up. He saw Kojiro's arm had been under him, pillowing his body. The pink haired teen set the brushes next to his bag. Taking his shower stuff he headed over to the showers.

Kaoru unbranded his hair. Kojiro had always taken care of his long fine pink hair before bed. He had watched a video on how to braid hair. His thick clumsy fingers had been so bad at it at first. Kaoru smiled at the memory. They had been ten. Kaoru's mother loved her son's hair. She refused to allow him to cut it. Kaoru had spent the night at Kojiro's place for the first time. He cried the next morning attempting to get the tangles out.

"I just want to cut it off! Give me your scissors!" He had yelled at his shocked friend.

"Why would you destroy something so beautiful?" Kojiro had asked. Kaoru gapped at him. Then proceeded to painstakingly, and as painless as possible, detangle the mess. Maybe that was when Kaoru began to fall in love with the idiot. He chuckled to himself now. He knew it was then that he decided he would never cut his hair. He allowed it to be trimmed from time to time, but he never cut it any shorter than waist length. Kojiro dutifully had helped him take care of it. He promised Kaoru that day he would make sure his hair was always braided before bed.

Since then, they had pretty much slept in the same bed together. Kaoru's parents were socialites. They traveled the party scene, made sure they were at all the popular charity events. Never were they around to raise their kid. He did have a nanny, but he got rid of her when he was twelve. He never told his parents. They money they left for her, he used to take care of himself.

Kaoru brushed out his locks. They flowed like cotton silk around his thin face. His face was so much like his gorgeous mother's that it was uncanny. He did have his father's odd golden eyes. He was tall and thin, like his mother as well. Often the two were mistaken as siblings if they were seen out together, which was rare.

Slipping out of his robe, Kaoru went to shower. He used expensive hair products to take care of his mane. It was important to him, since Kojiro liked it so much. He washed it carefully. Before washing the rest of him. He got out and wrapped it in a special hair towel. It was to help keep the hair healthy.

Kaoru moisturized his face, adding creams to the rest of his body as well. His mother was the face of this cosmetic brand. It was all she ever used. She made sure her son was well stocked in it. Once completed, he took his hair down. Gently he dried it. Using a special comb that wouldn't leave him with split ends, he brushed out the wet snarls. He left his damp hair down to dry. Slipping the robe back in he went to his room.

Kojiro had rolled to his side. His long thick muscular arms were wrapped around Kaoru's pillow. He smirked. It was cute. He picked up his phone and snapped a few pictures. He had many photos like this. No matter how mad he got at the imbecilic gorilla, he would never show anyone his private stash of Kojiro pictures. Not even the man himself knew about them. Kaoru quickly added these shots to his online storage place and deleted them from his phone. Kojiro had full access to the device.