Be kind! Haru's a little shy...
Haruhiko Kasama
Incarnation: Shukaido
Eye Color: Violet(some say gold/hazelnut)
Hair Color: Dark Brown(some say black)
You walk into a semi-dark room and wait for your eyes to get adjusted. When they become used to the dim light, you see a thin figure standing in the center. You walk towards the figure and tap on his shoulder. Violet eyes meet yours through wild bangs. You step back a little, and he gives you a small bow.
"I am sorry to startle you. My name is Haruhiko Kasama. Please, have a seat."
You look around, but see no furniture. You watch him sit down in the floor indian style. You follow suit. Looking rather clueless, he just stares at you. You explain that you would like to know a little more about him, and then you give him a smile. He opens his eyes a little wider, then gives you a faint trace of a smile. Then he ducks his head and makes a "mmmmhmmmm..." sound.
"Well, I don't really know where to begin.....but I'll try. As I said, my name is Haruhiko, but most people just call me Haru. Ever since I was seven I have been having these strange dreams. I found out that I was actually seeing a sort of past life, in a weird since. I was a scientist on the moon named Shukaido. I was among six other scientist. We studied the Earth."
He pauses and looks down-although he hadn't looked you in the eye once except when he first turned around.
"One by one, the scientists constricted a strange virus. They died slowly. I was among the last survivors. For reasons of my own, I betrayed another and made sure he wouldn't die for a long time. I....I was in hopelessly in love with his lover. I knew it could never be, so I gave his vaccine that would let him live after we had passed away."
He brings a hand up and rubbs his neck.
""I found out recently that he lived for approximately nine years after the rest of us had died, even his lover. It felt right at the time, ya know? I loved her and I was jealous."
He raises his head up and looks you straight in the eye. His were brimming with tears. You reach into his lap and take his hand in yours. He smiles ever so slightly.
"Anyway, I am sorry for that now, and I am doing my best to repair things. About me. Shukaido had great teleporting abilities, which I also have. Someone...
He lingers on the word someone for a moment then goes on with his story.
"...someone told me that teleporting was very bad for my health. See I have heart disease, and I was told that teleporting will make my heart weaker than it is. I will try harder to take care of my body. I have a purpose here, and I know it."
You smile at him and nod your head in approval. Suddenly talkitive, he begins talking about this and that. You listen and think about the young man sitting in front of you. Your conclusion:
It really was sad. You could tell he had a lot of inner demons, but he was also trying to confront them. That much was good. He was very nice, and you could tell that he was a very caring person.
