miwa ♠ saito
Sept 2, 2013 18:30:51 GMT -7
Post by ♠ on Sept 2, 2013 18:30:51 GMT -7
glass hailed from the sky that night;
i couldn't hide to save my life
age+ 18
gender+ male
bloodlimit+ kaishin
alignment+ true nuetral
birthlands+ mizu no kuni
loyalties+ amegakure
rank+ genin
class+ d [/ul][/ul]
standing drenched in open wounds;
you took my hand and pulled me through
- ice
- water
- wind
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+ other
- kaishin
- li
i want to give you everything
Genetics have blessed this one with overly good looks, though in his mind it's more of a curse. Mostly because of the nonstop teasing from Yuuta on how feminine Miwa really is. That buttface. Being of the Kaishin bloodline, he's a very beautiful man, though beautiful shouldn't be linked with men in the first place ( in his head at least). One particular traight about Miwa that makes him feminine, other than his damn name, would be the long hair he keeps.
The colour of his hair is dark with a tint of what some may call teal or obnoxiously dark blue of sorts. Though he wont ever admit, he's particularly proud of his hair, keeping it well cared for. The selected style of his hair often got him mistaken for a female int he past. He keeps a long fringe , the middle holding a lock of his hair and the sides being longer for whatever reason. The rest of his hair is thrown together in a only slightly messy ponytail on his head.
The most notable trait on Miwa would have to be his eyes. The look behind them appears to be a bored or dead one, mostly unreadble, in his times of being calm or happy. When he's angered or simply toying with someone, his intentions become crystal clear, accompanyied by a most amused smirk that plays at his lips. His eyes in shape are rather narrow, only adding onto the bored look most of the time and the colour often varies on the lighting of the area. At times they can appear to be a deep blue and others they appear to be a vibrant icy hue.
Due to him being a ninjutsu master, his body isn't really built for any heavy duty stuff. He's actually got a rather slender frame hidden under the amount of clothes he layers on himself. He's got very little muscle, only for what could be considered "standard". Yet another reason he's teased by that little shit. To hide such a thin frame, he's grown used to wearing the clothes he does have, needless to say they somehow compliment him.
Clothing he wears are often dark in colour, but his usual outfit consists of a jacket, that jacket being black in colour, being a bit big on him, but not too much so. Added on the jacket, he wears a thick scarf wrapped around his neck, one of his more sensitive areas. Beneath the jacket he often wears a long sleeved shirt, either black or white in colour, nothing special there. His pants are a tan colou with pockets on either side of his thighs, the bottoms tucked away in his black shoes that rise half way up his calf.
Miwa's posture varies from time to time. When he feels it, he can appear to be one of the more graceful people in the village, this only happening because of his goddamned pretty boy face. Other times, he's seen with a bit of a slouch, giving off that carefree aura about him.
i'll give you my all
A single word to describe Miwa's personality and how things work in his mind would have to be complicated. To the general public Miwa can appear to be one of the more calm and cheery people of the village. He can put a smile on his face just as easily as he can appear angry. He's good at projecting an image of himself as happy in order to keep his cruel and darker side hidden. He carries a rather cheerful disposition around anyone who's managed to keep his interest, needless to say he isn't much a social butterfly.
The moment anyone becomes boring to him, he's quick to be rid of them. This is the real side of Miwa that more than just a few have seen on occassion. He'll taunt, tease and even go so far as to have the huge desire to torture someone he labels "boring" all just so he can have at least some fun with them. The most disturbing trait in Miwa is his ability to give a genuine smile of joy while conducting such torturous acts to others- He's a bit screwed in the head.
Because his dark nature, he's rather apathetic towards the suffering and pains of others. Should someone ever come to him seeking sympathy, he'd probably only give him a look of amusement. He only shows a genuine true caring side to those he's loyal to and should anyone try to take these people away from him he'd try and remove the source of that problem in a heartbeat. Even if people are much stronger than himself, he's not one to be easily intimidated, if at all.
Due to a past situation that pulled him away from the one thing he treasured most, he's not a very trusting person. With the way he is, it's only slightly surprising when he's completely loyal to a select few. Though he'd do anything for those people with his trust and loyalty, he'd never openly admit such a 'shameful' thing to them. Though he's fairly sure they know he trusts them, so why say anything more about it?
With a calm facade and cruel reality, Miwa has his own definition of what is right and what is wrong, usually only doing things that will help him and Yuuta in the long run or keep him and those he holds dear safe. However, he will act as he pleases and do as he sees fit. When doing something that is labeled as "wrong" in the minds of other people, he won't bother making an attempt to understand why on earth it would be wrong in the first place. People are stupid.
One person held high in his mind would be the one person he actually feels for, Yuuta. If Yuuta is around him, he's garuanteed to be calm and friendly, unless of course the little shit is teasing him. In which case, he becomes easily irritated, though tolerant of Yuuta's teasing. He is the only person that Miwa chooses over anything else. It's quite strage, really, how one person can cause the biggest change in such a complex person. Disgusting♥
because you gave me your lips, a gentle kiss;
the medicine to cure my pain
From what he was told, Miwa was born in Mizu no kuni though it remains untold of how he ended up in an orphanage and in yokoburi no less. He never bothered to question the unknown part of his past, nor has he ever bothered to even try and remember. At a younger age, he'd always been a relatively shy-natured child. Always keeping to himself, doing anything humanly possible to keep from involving in most group activities. People honestly scared him at that age.
Growing up and watching people come and go also caused him to become a little more withdrawn. He'd tried to keep from getting close to the others because he knew they'd be taken away just as easily, although there was one other who'd seemed to be there from the start. He'd often think back as far as he could and everytime he did, Yuuta was there. It was pure hesitation at first, but slowly he'd become friends with the energetic boy.
The pair had become rather inseperable as they got older. Miwa started to pick up his cheerful disposition, though at that time it was only because Yuuta was around to keep him smiling. When Yuuta wasn't around, he'd revert back to carrying an apathetic facade. Unlike Yuuta who befriended quite a bit of people, Miwa chose to keep his friends circle limited to only Yuuta. He only knew of people through the other boy, but he'd never allow himself to go past knowing their name.
There was point in time he'd often just stare at Yuuta with an awkward smile on his face. His feelings for the other were really confusing. They were friends- best friends, and yet he couldn't help but feel his bond with Yuuta was simply just more than that. Because they never openly said anything to one another, Miwa had a moment when he was just a bit confused by what was going on between them both. Things seemed perfect.
Once things seemed fine as is, the day he was sure that would never come had arrived. At fifteen, he was chosen to be adopted. Everything that kept him happy and calm just shattered, he'd have to leave Yuuta behind in order to start a new life for him. One that would apparently be better. Everything seemed like a blur, from him leaving Yuuta behind to the arrival of his new home. Things would fuck up as soon as he was content with life.
The desire to see Yuuta was a must stronger one that he'd imagined, so much so that only a couple hours of being in the new place, he'd managed to run away. Despite the amount of time it took for him to get back to Yuuta, he only wanted to get back to this person that he fell for. Standing only a few feet at the end of the street, he smiled in relief the moment he spotted Yuuta.
With open arms, he caught the other, holding him tightly. He swore he'd never let anyone come between them, he didn't like seeing Yuuta crying. Taking the chance, he gently held Yuuta's chin and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Their first kiss together. The time to come after that seemed to go by really quickly. They'd left the capital city as fast as they could, making way to Amegakure to pursue lives of being shinobi.
Despite how dangerous the lives of shinobi were, he didn't mind in the slightest as long as he had Yuuta with him. They'd found a place to live, though it wasn't the most ideal place to live, they also had become genin and started their lives as shinobi together.
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