Shinigami - Hikaru Tetsuo - [C-3] Jan 23, 2012 3:08:30 GMT -5
Post by msgtemple on Jan 23, 2012 3:08:30 GMT -5
Name: Tetsuo, Hikaru
Actual Age: 160
Appearing Age: 16
Hikaru Tetsuo stands at a fairly short 5’8”, and weighing in at a healthy 145lbs. He has a medium frame and tends to carry himself with a little more pride than his station would grant him. His muscles exist but are toned rather than bulging. He is fair skinned with a slightly olive complexion. His eyes are a soft blue, reminiscent of the midday sky. He wears his stringy black hair fairly short, only an inch or so above a buzz cut. His nose is slightly crooked, from having been broken one too many times.
On his left and right arms are matching red tattoos of a classical Chinese dragon. The tattoos start with the tail at the shoulder, wrap around the bicep, and come to rest with mouths open on the back of each hand. Both of Hikaru’s hands sport multiple callouses, from the fieldwork he does. He wears the standard academy uniform, barring two slight alterations. He wears black fingerless gloves to conceal the heads of the dragon tattoos he sports. He also wears a silver locket around his neck. The locket contains a picture of his long time girlfriend, Myuki Sakayama. The locket also has an engraving: “From the ashes of old; we are born new again.”
Due to his fathers harsh disposition, Hikaru has numerous self esteem issues. He prefers to follow, rather than lead. He thinks of himself as unworthy of most good things and never does anything meaningful for himself.
From his time spent with his gang he has learned to hide his issues with brash arrogance. He covers up his emotional wounds with tough talk, sarcastic remarks, and his fists.
His girlfriend taught him about pride and honor. Hikaru has trouble backing down from things if he feels someone's pride is on the line. But not his own, as he never feels pride in himself. When engaged in a fight, Hikaru will constantly give opponents a fair chance against him.
Hikaru was born into the Tetsuo family in their small shack on Sakayama lands. Being the only child his parents could birth, he received the full force of his fathers abuse. From the age of 6 until the current age of 160, his father had constantly mad him feel inferior. From telling him he wasn’t plowing the fields quick enough, to scolding him for putting too much wood on the fire, nothing was ever good enough. Through the ages of 60 through 130, he roamed the street with the other poor children, making friends, stealing food, and getting into fights. Just because the Sakayama property was located in the lower districts, did not mean young Hikaru could not run around in the upper districts. After having to deal with the judgemental residents of the lower districts, the upper Rukongai seemed like a paradise to Hikaru. It was around the age of 70 that he first learned that he had some semblance of spiritual power, although he couldn’t do much more than make balls of reishi.
Years passed, and around the time he turned 130 his surviving friends formed a street gang called “The Dragons”. They all went out and got tattoos to symbolize their new gang, each sporting some form of a dragon somewhere on their body. They wore red bandannas and continued to find trouble wherever they could in the upper districts. Around his 140th birthday, Hikaru helped stage a heist in the lower districts that would not only change his world forever, but would also turn The Dragons from a group of pranksters and thugs, to a real gang. The plan was to steal the shopping baskets from Lord Sakayama as he, his wife, and youngest daughter left a local shop. While the Lord and his guards attempted to chase them down, another Dragon would kidnap the daughter to collect a hefty ransom. The Dragon’s wanted to get on the map, and Hikaru knew that his connections to the Sakayama family would help the gang reach that goal. he helped plan the operation, but declined the offer to take part in it. It was decided that the thief would be Hikaru’s long time friend Reiko Tsukari. Hikaru and several other gang members would watch the heist from afar and prepare transport for the girl.
However, things went horribly wrong. As Reiko moved to snatch the basket, he was attacked from behind by the Dragon assigned to kidnap the Sakayama girl. It became evident that the man had betrayed the gang, and in a blind panic Hikaru and the other members rushed out to help. In the chaos, Hikaru managed to abduct the screaming Sakayama girl, and hide her away in district 68. The gangs objective had been achieved, but it had cost them six of their members. They sent a ransom letter and waited for the response. In this time Hikaru learned the girls name. Myuki Sakayama. The began to get to know each other, even though Hikaru had nothing but contempt for the young noble at the time. That changed when Myuki called him out on exactly who was. Hikaru now had a choice to make. Either kill the girl and forgo the ransom, or allow the gang to collect the ransom and die when she told her parents who had abducted her. His lack of experience in all things killing left him at a constant impasse, and instead of killing her, he opted to continue talking to her. He did this in the hopes of her not giving him up, even though he thought it was futile. In the end his first good deed of the last century paid off. They became friends, and the night before the ransom was due they became lovers.
20 years passed. Hikaru and Myuki stealing kisses in the night. But all good things must come to an end. While she had tempered the burning fire of angst and rebellion in the young soul, it was not quenched. The Dragons had begun to expand and grow stronger. They were now a threat in the outer districts, and were competing with other gangs for territory. After a particularly brutal fight in the streets of district 71, Hikaru was presented with a choice. Either join the Shinigami or spend time in prison. Not particularly liking the idea of prison, he chose to enroll in Shino Academy. He said goodbye to his family and spent one last night with his love, Myuki, under the stars. That night she gave him a silver locket with her picture in it. So that he would never forget her.
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Hikaru poked the rice on his plate. It just wasn’t appetizing. Maybe it was that he was leaving in the morning. Maybe it was that all of his friends would hate him within 24 hours. Maybe it was that he could never come back home. Maybe. But it was definitely because of her. Because in 24 hours, the odds of him seeing her again were slim to none. At least not in the way he wanted to see her. Hikaru was positive that as a shinigami he would likely see Myuki again from time to time. Likely from afar though. The odds of him ever having anything to do with a mid level noble were slim to none. Surprisingly, his chances had been better as a poor farm boy. He let out a sigh and bitterly shoved his chopsticks into his bowl, earning the attention of his now slightly intoxicated father.
“What have you got to be sad about boy?”, the elder Tetsuo growled. “You get in a fight and they reward you by makin’ you a Shinigami! First thing you’ve ever done right god dammit”.
Hikaru rolled his eyes. His father didn’t know that low rank Shinigami had a high mortality rate. He didn’t know about the life Hikaru led outside the farm. And he certainly did not know about the beautiful noble girl who had stolen has heart. He knew better than to voice these things though. All talking back did was result more verbal abuse, and right now Hikaru couldn’t really take that kind of shit. His mother remained silent as always. She was disappointed. She had been one of the only people in his life to never make him feel like he wasn’t good enough. Her silence spoke volumes though. Hikaru had kept his gang activities quiet for a long time, but this latest incident had brought them into the spotlight. His father saw it as a way for the Tetsuo name to become prestigious. His mother was just upset that her baby boy could have been led so astray.
Hikaru excused himself from the table as his father began a tirade about how they would be moving up in the world, as long as Hikaru didn’t fuck it up.
‘Right Dad, because being a rank and file Shinigami means jack shit’, he thought to himself.
Upon reaching his room, he plopped down on his futon, glancing around to make sure he had everything. Not that there was much to bring. He had his Shino robes on top of an old cracked dresser he had stolen. Some undergarments, his sandals, a stolen watch, and the books they had forced him to buy. The books had emptied his whole stash. All those years of thievery wasted. Then there were the gloves. He was required to wear these fingerless gloves so nobody would be “frightened” by his tattoos. He let out a frustrated sigh and attempted to blow his hair out of his eyes, only to remember that he had gotten most of his hair cut off earlier in the day. Grinding his teeth, he stared up at the ceiling, the candlelight in the room flickering and dancing. He stayed that way for hours, lost in deep thought, until the sound of a door shutting woke him from his stupor.
The source of the sound was the room next door, meaning his parents had gone to sleep. Hikaru took a moment to stretch his muscles before opening the creaky window in his room and slipping out into the cool night air. He landed softly on the lush grass outside of his window, reveling in the sound of the crickets and frogs in the farm surrounding him. He only waited a few moments before starting his trek across the farm, to a secluded hill. This hill, hidden by a copse of trees, had been where he had met Myuki for the past 20 years. He began to feel a slight burning behind his eyes at the thought of this being their last meeting.
As he approached the hill, he noticed her sitting at the top, staring up into the night sky. She was wearing a plain white kimono, a stark contrast to his slightly tattered black shirt and pants. Her red hair was tied up in a neat bun, and she seemed to simply exude elegance.
It took him only a few minutes to reach the top of the hill and sit down beside her. Hikaru looked into her eyes. Those deep, expressive violet eyes of hers. The eyes that promised everything and nothing all at once. She was still staring up into the night sky, fully aware of him. She liked to tease him like this, seem to ignore him when really she was acutely aware of everything he was doing. Hikaru cracked a smile and kissed her on the cheek, and decided to star gaze with her. Her company alone was soothing enough for the raging teenager.
“You’ll become an officer.” She said softly, her melodious voice wrapping around Hikaru’s heart like a vice. “If you can get any seated position, you’ll be good enough for family.”
Hikaru remained silent, feeling the burning in his eyes again.
“I wish it could be any other way,” she sighed. “but I know you’ll do it. So we can really be together.”
Hikaru stayed silent for a long time. He didn’t know how long he sat there for, but when he turned to look at his beloved, she was staring right at him. Sadness and longing was all he saw, along with a few tears beginning their journey down her cheeks. Brushing them away softly, he gave her a half hearted smile.
“Then that’s what I’ll do. For you.”
With that she pressed her lips against his, pushing until they collapsed to the ground, spending the night entangled in each others arms.
They awoke the next morning around dawn. Myuki couldn’t stay longer without her family suspecting. Before she left, she handed Hikaru a locket. In it was a picture of her, probably taken by one of those “camera” things the nobles kept in their estates. Underneath the picture was the inscription “From the ashes; we are born again”.
“So you never forget me.”
“I don’t have any-”
“It’s not important, I have your heart. That’s all I need.”
Hikaru allowed a few tears to roll down his cheeks, before embracing the young woman before him again. They kissed one last time before finally parting ways. As soon as Hikaru reached his open window, he climbed in and changed. Slipping into his new Shino Academy uniform and packing away everything else into a knapsack. Everything but the locket, which he secured around his neck, the silver glistening in the now rising sun. Tucking it into his uniform, he took a deep breath, and then walked out his front door.
He never looked back.
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