Natsuki Sasaki
佐々木 那月(ささき なつき)"…Black warrior of northern skies, please lend your power to this scrap of an arrow. Inami-boshi!"
He wishes for a place to belong. No, rather, he knows where he wishes to belong, but would it be fine for things to stay this way? What will he do about the promise from that day?
PERSONALITY
A cat person, literally. Usually cheerful and whimsical, but he has his serious side too. Very affectionate toward the person he loves, bordering the point of no shame.
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STORY
One night, a child was born with a small crescent birthmark on the palm of his left hand. It was the mark of the heir of Suigetsu clan - a clan of supernatural cats called nekomata. The moment they heard the news, the cats went to take the newborn with them. Much to their dismay, the small family had escaped from their home.
The simple visit turned into a hunt as the cats ravaged and devoured anyone who couldn't give them satisfactory answer about the whereabouts of the family. When they finally tracked the family down, the father refused the cats' request. He met a gruesome end as well. The mother, who carried the blood of those cats in her veins, begged for forgiveness. One of the older cats took pity and allowed her to raise her child how she pleased, with the condition that she must not repress the child's powers and cats from the clan will live with them to watch over him.
The mother and child retreated to a quiet village. The child grew big and healthy, but as he grew older, the more it became obvious that he has more in common with humans than with cats even in magic. The mother could only hope that the cats won't take it as a slight against them.
The simple visit turned into a hunt as the cats ravaged and devoured anyone who couldn't give them satisfactory answer about the whereabouts of the family. When they finally tracked the family down, the father refused the cats' request. He met a gruesome end as well. The mother, who carried the blood of those cats in her veins, begged for forgiveness. One of the older cats took pity and allowed her to raise her child how she pleased, with the condition that she must not repress the child's powers and cats from the clan will live with them to watch over him.
The mother and child retreated to a quiet village. The child grew big and healthy, but as he grew older, the more it became obvious that he has more in common with humans than with cats even in magic. The mother could only hope that the cats won't take it as a slight against them.
The young child, always surrounded by cats, had few friends. Between those few, there was one that he especially liked: a certain boy with messy hair and sparkles in his eyes. The child of cats liked him so much, he allowed the boy to see his real self: big teeth, big ears, a long split tail. Everything unlike the boy; everything unlike the cats that surrounded the two. The boy learned the taste of magic from the child of cats. For the child of cats, however, the boy with eyes that sparkled gold with sunlight was magic itself.
Listen, it's already that time of the year again! The Parade of One Hundred Demons! It's fine, I will disguise your smell, and they won't be able to tell it apart from mine! It will be fun, so please?
A strict taboo. A folly of youth. The boy will be devoured the moment he is discovered. He was very close to be devoured. But in the chaos of the moment, the child's cries for help attracted the attention of an old and heavy presence. The presence - a kitsune - could save his friend, but there shall be a price. The child, innocent he was, agreed. The contract was made, and his friend awakened with no recollection of the child of cats and everything that happened.
The child wished to rekindle their relationship, but alas, his friend was taken away from the village before they could see each other again. After that, he promised to himself he will be a proper contractor, find his beloved friend again, and return the memories that were forcibly taken away from him.
Listen, it's already that time of the year again! The Parade of One Hundred Demons! It's fine, I will disguise your smell, and they won't be able to tell it apart from mine! It will be fun, so please?
A strict taboo. A folly of youth. The boy will be devoured the moment he is discovered. He was very close to be devoured. But in the chaos of the moment, the child's cries for help attracted the attention of an old and heavy presence. The presence - a kitsune - could save his friend, but there shall be a price. The child, innocent he was, agreed. The contract was made, and his friend awakened with no recollection of the child of cats and everything that happened.
The child wished to rekindle their relationship, but alas, his friend was taken away from the village before they could see each other again. After that, he promised to himself he will be a proper contractor, find his beloved friend again, and return the memories that were forcibly taken away from him.
After years of searching, he finally found the whereabouts of his friend. As expected, he didn't recognize him. Expected, but it still pained him. Natsuki continued approaching Chiaki regardless, and eventually, they became close and fell in love once more.
It was not perfect, but it was a happy relationship. As it developed, Natsuki moved into Chiaki's house, followed by the many cats that had followed him throughout his life. The two shared many things together, and promised to share even more.
The more time passed, the more the comfort lulled Natsuki; perhaps there was no need to return his memories, after all. Ah, but he promised to, and the events from the Parade still haunt him in his dreams, reminding him over and over.
It was not perfect, but it was a happy relationship. As it developed, Natsuki moved into Chiaki's house, followed by the many cats that had followed him throughout his life. The two shared many things together, and promised to share even more.
The more time passed, the more the comfort lulled Natsuki; perhaps there was no need to return his memories, after all. Ah, but he promised to, and the events from the Parade still haunt him in his dreams, reminding him over and over.
PROFILE
Nickname: Nacchan Age: 32 (Nocturne); 33 (Serenade) Birthday: March 22 (Aries) Occupation: Composer; shamisen player Species: Human-Nekomata Gender: Male Significant Other: Chiaki Hayashi Family: Father (deceased); Aoi Sasaki (mother; also a half-cat but distant; only method of communication is letters); Kai (uncle; also a half-cat; owns a teashop in a yokai community), Akane (grandmother; deceased; is a shamisen now); Grandfather (deceased); Mikene (great-grandmother; it's complicated); Shiromaru (ancestor). Physical Description: As a human, he has a tall and slender figure. The most notable thing about his appearance is his long, layered hair which slightly obstructs his face. Some people have noted how it seems he hasn't aged much in the last few years. As a cat, he has a sleek gray coat and his eyes gleam in a curious emerald green. His tail, unlike most nekomata, is only split halfway; a clear sign of his mixed ancestry. Voice: Boisterous. Sexuality: Not very interested in anyone else other than Chiaki. Technically this makes him Gay, but nobody knows for sure. Likes/Dislikes: Freedom. / Indecisiveness. Strength/Weakness: He is very versatile in combat, capable of both offense and support. However, his spells are long and he can't do anything else while he is chanting one, leaving him open to attack. Familiars: Mori (nekomata; now the only from his clan who is bound to him by a contract); Kenju (kitsune). |
TRIVIA
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"Answer this seriously, you stupid cat."
"I'm a man." "Best wife."
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