ABOUT SUKOMARU

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not your cat's meow!

Sukomaru’s life was anything but great, from the time he was born till the time he left home the male was never cared for or loved like he should have been. Sukomaru was an only child his parents were Akio and Sakuno Likea. To everyone around them, they were a happy loving family that always went places together, always dressed nicely and never seemed to be caught in public with anything but the best clothes. That's right, Sukomaru came from a rather wealthy family. Nothing fancy like doctors or lawyers, just they had plenty of money because both parents had rather well-paying jobs. [break][break]

For the first eight years, Sukomaru was spoiled by his parents and loved by his father, when he was in public around others. his mother on the other hand always seemed distant of him and only showed him love and care when Sukomaru’s father was around when the two were out in public. The reason for his mother’s cold shoulder was simple, she wanted a daughter but she ends up having a son and was told she couldn’t bear any more children, that she was lucky to have him in the first place. So to Sukomaru’s mother, he was just a reminder of something she could never have, she was never once excited for him, unless her husband was around knowing that he was the one that always wanted a son, knowing he already had two daughters by his first wife.[break][break]

When Sukomaru first started school, the small child was always top in his class, taking to the material as a child with its bottle. Always being praised by his teachers, especially his art teacher. Being proud as he was, Sukomaru would always take his scores to his father to be praised for doing a good job, to getting his good grades! His father would always pat the small child on the head. For Sukomaru that was enough to know his father at least was proud of him for doing his best and never letting hi score gets below an A. Sukomaru made sure to keep his grades up, even though it wasn’t really a problem to him, it seemed as if learning came naturally to him and he excelled in his studies even at a young age.[break][break]

claws and hisses!

By age eight, Sukomaru focused more on his friends than his studies, always wanting to hang out with his friends, forgetting to turn his assignments in and not focusing on his test as he should thank to the small child not studying like he normally would have. When his scores started dropping that was when it started. His father started showing his scary side. Raising his hand to Sukomaru. The smaller child was always struck by his father when he brought home back scores, anything but his perfect scores like before, saying Sukomaru was making their family look bad by failing his studies. For someone that was ignored nearly always by his parents, he wasn’t sure what to think at first when his father's beatings started.[break][break]

Making sure that all of the boy's bruises were hidden under his clothing so teachers wouldn’t notice. Sukomaru soon found himself terrified of his parents seeing how bad they were, his mother never once stopped her husband from lashing out and striking her son, why would she? She never cared for him anyway. The once happy and bubbly child become closed off, scared of failing and always trying his hardest but studying when you were scared of failing was hard on anyone. So for years, Sukomaru was terrified to make a mistake knowing how bad his father could be. It wasn’t till middle school that Sukomaru found an outlet for it.[break][break]

Fighting. Picking a fight with the other students, for someone that was terrified of his father, Sukomaru was tired of being thrown around and not being able to defend himself so he started fighting with other boys at the school to learn how to fight on his own in case he needed it later on. Granted his father was never happy when he had to come and pick his son up for fighting. By now Sukomaru was used to the male's anger so it never came as a surprise to what was coming when he got home.[break][break]

more than a cat fight!

Sukomaru’s thirteen birthday was the say Sukomaru could never forget, sneaking off from home to go spend time with his friends was one of the best and worst memories for the teen. When he came home that was the first and last time his father and he ever fought again. With his father lashing out at him for disobeying him, Sukomaru, for once, fought back with his father. Standing up for himself he actually got a few good hits in before his father got the upper hand in the fight. It got so bad that Sukomaru was actually hospitalized because the fight was so bad. When he woke up the nurses asked him if he remembered what happened. Sukomaru shook his head, no, not being able to lie if he wanted, so he just answered best he could without stuttering with his words.[break][break]

Day after day nurses and doctors came to check on him to see what happened, why he ended up with a light head concussion, asking about his eye. Sukomaru, to best he could just grin, saying, “I’m always getting in fights with the guys at my school, I guess this fight just got out of hand.’ With his prior records of fighting there was no way of proving he was lying so once he was released Sukomaru was sent home to his family. From that day on, Sukomaru came home from school went straight to his room study not only his lessons but English, wanting to get away from here as soon as it was time for high school.[break][break]

Being accepted into the school Sukomaru packed his bags and was ready to get as far from his parents as he could. Being underage there was no way he could live on his own seeing how the school didn't have dorms for him to live in so he moved in with the closest relative he had, which just happen to be his aunt and his uncle. Sure he never really met either of them but he was easily accepted into their home. Needless to say, his parents didn’t care that he left, that they were staying with his aunt, for all they could care he should stay there if he was going to be an embarrassment to the family like that.[break][break]

Sukomaru’s aunt and uncle treated Sukomaru with care, always spoiling him, asking him if he wanted or needed anything, he’d always tell them no and do his own thing. Living with someone as wealthy as them was strange, living with someone that cared about him wasn’t something that he was comfortable with and would lash out telling them to back off. Which the two were used to that seeing how their oldest child was the same, he had a nasty personality as well, he was actually in a gang but the family never stopped him wanting to let him do what he wanted but would always bail him out if needed or could.[break][break]

a sway of the tail!

Starting high school sukomaru focused on being free, doing what he wanted, wearing what he wanted, getting piercings and tattoos with his aunts approval of course, they even got the teen a grand piano for his fifteen birthday knowing he loved playing it, Sukomaru never asked for it, so he was shocked to see that these two actually paid attention to what he liked, to him in general. For the first time in over a year, Sukomaru thanked them for doing something so nice to him. Between his spare time of hanging out with his friends, getting in trouble at school and everything in between Sukomaru was actually happy for once.[break][break]

Upon getting his driver's licenses Sukomaru shortly after started taking gun training, owning a gun and practicing all the time with it.his aim becomes dead on every time, no matter what gun he went to he could control it with nearly perfect handle. Sukomaru, despite his little disadvantage, was always top in his classes, in gun handling. After graduating school Sukomaru went into tattooing, always feeling at ease when he was drawing, inking someone's skin, even his own. Sukomaru was not perfect, far from it he had so many shortcomings. Focusing on studies, keeping on a conversation without being distracted, not the best handwriting, can’t cook for the life of him, being horrible with a lot of sports... Yet the things he was best at were his studies, his gun handling and knowledge of all the types and this, art.[break][break]

Sukomaru wasn’t sure when it started, he had no idea when he was scouted but it seemed as if the revisionist had their eyes on him, offered him something he couldn’t refuse even if he wanted. Accepting their invitation Sukomaru found himself finally feeling needed, wanted as well as being free to do what he wanted. To have a goal, whether or not he trusted his new boss was a different story but as long as he’d let him play with all the shiny guns and work with something he loved, hell yeah he’d be as loyal as he needed and shoot down anyone he was told, sell these beauties to anyone that he was told to. Who would have known coming here would be exciting and he would be able to get away with playing with all the big guns.

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