In a sudden streak of darkness, Aku was on the bed beside his other self where he curled an arm around his double’s shoulders and leaned in close.
“Your attention.”
Before he had time to react; he was then brought up against by his other half. Glaring at the shogun. His shoulders slump as he only made a small frown. “Why.”
“Because you are mine,” Aku grinned proudly.
His hand slid down his counterpart’s side and gave it a playful squeeze.
Aku settled with his lady-shaped counterpart seated in his large lap.
“You mean to tell me you haven’t taken this form by choice?” The demon looked surprised. “I thought you simply enjoyed being a lady for me.”
“I was not given by choice.” He adds, though his loud demeanor was replaced with a much softer tone of women. Even with the parts; he looked a lot different.
“No longer can I go back to my old form. A curse was given to me by a god I seem to aggravate,” Beneath there was some faint glow of strange symbols attached to his skin. It looks like they were carved into him no matter what he does to remove them, he was forced like this.
“I can’t go out like this. This is humiliating as it is.”
That sounded serious.
But Aku couldn’t help but find it amusing. He rested a hand on “her” curvy, plump figure and gave it a light squeeze.
“Then I suppose you will have to stay in here with me.” He grinned.
“It’s beats than to be in that blasted form for a while. And I’m only stuck like this for now.” Rest his chin against him, he was a bit broad and twice as chubby. Long red hair and lime green skin, how did he end up like this?
Aku settled with his lady-shaped counterpart seated in his large lap.
“You mean to tell me you haven’t taken this form by choice?” The demon looked surprised. “I thought you simply enjoyed being a lady for me.”
The yokai grabbed hold of his alternate self and pressed his lips to his cheek. Then he “blew” a kiss against it with a loud PBBBBBT! sound.
When Aku felt the yank by his counterpart. He was much too late to react by the time he let out a screech, a sound of a squeak surprise caught him, and he tried to yank the other away. “S-Stop!” Uh oh, looks like someone is ticklish.
Spotting that weakness like a hawk, Aku soared in to take full advantage of it. Now his lips were on Lord Aku’s neck blowing kisses all over it.
“I attempted to remove an Eldritch parasite attached to my daughter’s head by slicing it in two with the Samurai’s sword.
The parasite, not her head!”
The yokai pushed against his counterpart’s chest in an attempt to free himself.
“I WAS TRYING TO FREE HER, YOU FOOL!” Aku finally shouted in the other’s face. “The parasite is LARGE and mimics the shape of a hat. I would not have missed had it not taken her away! Now that they have escaped, she continues to be in danger!”
He was stunned when the other pushed back, yet he didn’t let go as his grip tightens. Despite the pressure of their chest pressed together, he was still the master shogun. “And what would you do if you accidentally killed her! Then what-?”
He declared. “Out of pity rage, you only act in rash decisions and didn’t think of what the consequences would be! If you truly care for her than you likely to think of a way than using domestic violence.”
It is evident from all the shouting. Aku was shaking beneath him with sudden worry for Azura granted.
Their horns clashed together as Aku ground his forehead against his twin’s, desperate to make him listen and make him understand.
“I used the SAMURAI’S SWORD. You KNOW as well as I that it cannot harm the pure of heart and it is the only sword capable of destroying…beings like us!”
Terror seeped into the demon’s expression and voice as he gripped his counterpart’s shoulders.
“If she is not freed, he will erase her mind! I- I can’t let that happen!”
The Shogun of Sorrow 