Listening in shocked awe, the eldritch couldn’t even form words.
Him?HELPING? A Chosen One no less?
THE NERVE.
Any attempts at trying to calm himself down were futile at the insinuation that Black Hat was assisting a hero. Even the notion that he would assist anyone had him growling, teeth gnashing in his mouth. Boiling rage bubbled up in his chest, boiling over to the point where he physically grew a foot, hurrying after Aku. This Yokai could stand to learn a thing or two about respect
The Samurai belonged to him, the SWORD belonged to him, and this display of outright disrespect would not fly.
Going so far as to shift out of reality and back into it in front of Aku, Black reached a larger hand up to grab at Aku’s own clawed hand over the hilt, careful not to nick himself with the blade, his tone eerily calm despite the raging fire within. The sword was divine? Black Hat’s wrath was equally opposite, if not more so demonic in nature. HE was not as concerned about wounds as he was making a statement that in this god forsaken mansion, Black Hat was supreme and got what he wanted.
“Give me. The FUCKING. Katana. And you will leave unscathed.”
“This is your final warning.”
Despite Black’s efforts, Aku was just as vehemently stubborn about getting his way as he’d ever been. With his hand still clinched around the sword’s hilt, he shoved his fist against Black’s chest, trapping the sword between them. The divine blade trembled in their combined grip, too close to either one of them for comfort but this didn’t stop Aku from leaning in closer yet, his face twisted in a menacing snarl.
“Relinquish the sword to me or relinquish the Samurai,” the yokai demanded, mirroring Black’s note of impending doom. “This is YOUR final warning, Hat.”
Black Hat was not one to back down from ANY impending threat and only got CLOSER, his growling only getting louder. Aku had to learn some manners before he got Black to do anything he wanted.
A sharp shark toothed grin soon took over Black’s face and he laughed, not caring to bring the volume down as he was right up against Aku. He laughed, in a fit of madness, shaking with hysteria. Final warning? That was funny indeed. Black Hat wasn’t aware Aku had a sense of humor, but he was humorous all the same. A final warning? Him?
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“You say that like I should be SCARED of you when we all know you’re just a common household demon.”
Common household demon??
Visibly enraged, Aku gnashed his teeth as he uttered a string of incomprehensible grumbles and growls that grew louder and louder the longer he struggled to express his anger. The fact of the matter was he was simply too livid to form words, which made him even MORE livid. But one thing was certain—this level of disrespect would not go unpunished. If he couldn’t match the petty onslaught of insults with words, he would do so with equally petty actions.
As a sudden act of impulse, he swung his claws toward Black’s head and—
BAP!
—slapped the hat clean off, sending it toppling to the floor.
Aku couldn’t believe his alternate self had uttered such a question.
“ABSOLUTELY NOT. You are the handsomest being I have ever laid eyes upon and anyone who says otherwise speaks nonsense and blasphemy.”
“……….”
“Go on.”
“What for? This is something you should already know! What more is there to go on about? Your luxurious, well-groomed beard? Your perfectly wicked smile? Your magnificent broad shoulders? Your glorious eyebrows that set even the blackest of hearts ablaze?
Can’t you see you are the epitome of excellence? You EXQUISITE FOOL!”