A is for Aura
Jakotsu slipped into the hot spring. He sighed happily. It had been a long day, with a lot of fighting and hard work. The worst part was that he had to think so much. He sunked even deeper into the water, only his nose and up showing. He heard the sliding-door open. He felt the presence of a person. The aura was familiar, and Jakotsu blinked slowly. "Blub-blurp"
The other man glared at him. "I have told you, don't even try calling me that." He sat down, his long white hair floating on the water. "And why are you here?"
"Do you know how my body feel right now?" Jakotsu mumbled.
"No. And I don't care either." the older demon commented.
"That's cold..." Jakotsu sobbed.
"Why are you sulking?"
"B-but... Sesshoumaru!" Jakotsu wailed.
"I do not see any reason for you to cling onto me." Sesshoumaru said, irritated. He tried to pry Jakotsu off of him. It did not work. "How did you know that it was me, anyway?"
"Becouse, your aura is special."
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