#yandere tougo

[animeyanderelover]

Little information that reader only knows Karlheinz under the name Sakamaki Sougo so they'll call him that throughout the one-shot.

Summary: You should have never allowed your emotions to get the better of you. You should have kept only a strictly professional relationship with Sakamaki Tougo. Now as you find yourself in his apartment after one passionate night you can't stop your heart from quivering with guilt and fear, wondering if this will be the final blow to push your life already hanging to its last threads into the abyss.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, manipulation, isolation, mentions of dub-con

Word Count: 1.7k

Prompt 50

Hot steam rose from the cup of coffee that he placed down in front of you. Pale fingers was the only part of him that your vision, strictly focused on the table, could see. Memories of last night briefly resurfaced, of those very fingers reverently tracing over your skin. You quickly shook your head the moment those images crossed your mind, reprimanding yourself mentally though your inner voice sounded far too meek for it to be taken seriously.

"You're distressed."

Your body reacted before your brain did, warmth blossoming in your chest, your stomach, your cheeks as his baritone voice stated the simple observation. Pleasant and soothing, it was a sound you would have gladly drowned yourself into.

Already you found yourself longing for the sensation of cool skin pressed against your heated one and of that voice whispering gently in your ears, lulling you gently into a dreamful sleep where only he existed.

Soft scrapes of chair legs being dragged across the floor reached your ears as you could see how he took a seat right next to you. All of his attention, solely on you. Right now you were in a position many other women and even men longed to be in, your heart fluttering in your heart. A part of you indeed felt the exhilaration, the thrill, the bliss. Every euphoric emotion that came with the knowledge that Sakamaki Tougo had revealed his feelings for you.

However...

Teeth sank into your bottom lip to prevent the quiver that threatened to show. Your deadline had already passed, your last chance snuffed out just like that. Your promotion was gone. Your professional image was most likely gone as well. Even if no one would be able to prove that you had slept with Sakamaki Tougo the rumors would be unstoppable. After all quite a lot of people knew that you had been heading to his apartment after he had accepted your request to hold an interview with you.

It was all over for you.

You weren't even aware of the teardrops that escaped your eyes. Not until the sensation of his cool fingers brought it to your attention, your skin tingling as he touched you.

A teary gaze met golden eyes which were observing you calmly, shortly following a single tear that slid down your cheeks as if the sight was something utterly captivating to him before focusing on your damp orbs once more.

His hands reached out, gently opening your own that you had subconsciously balled into tight fists before embracing them. The hold he had on your hands stabilised you in a way, soothing yet subtly smothering at the same time.

You needed that reassurance though, your heart which was torn apart between blissful peace and existential dread yearning for comfort from someone. Sougo felt in that moment like the only person who could give you what you were seeking out, like the only person you wanted to seek out.

"Sougo..."

Your voice was but a small tremble as you stared into those golden eyes, so collected and poised that your mind and body felt docile and weak, only strengthening your urge to rely on him right now.

"Yes, my heart?"

"I'm scared..."

It was strange. As you looked at him it felt like he was already well-aware of every tiny emotion you were experiencing. Normally it should have made you uncomfortable to be so exposed yet with Sougo it didn't feel that way. Instead it felt almost reassuring, knowing that he knew everything about you already which meant that you didn't have to pretend.

"Tell me why," he demanded with a voice as soothing as summer rain, his gaze only seeing you. Every single tear, every tremor of your body even the feeling of your sweaty palms due to your increasing nervousness. It was all nothing but the finest art in his eyes. You were his Magnum Opus he had searched for.

"I-I-I-"

"Take a deep breath."

Your chest rose and sank shakily as you followed his advice so that you could form a proper sentence.

"I'm probably going to lose my job. I don't know what to do now," you pressed out, quivers interrupting any steady tone you tried to infuse your words with. It was impossible for you to regain your control in this situation. You were scared and felt unsure of your own feelings.

Temporary silence filled the room, only interupted by your quiet sobs. Sougo on the other hand studied your every reaction very closely, appearing thoughtful.

Then he slowly moved closer, gauging your confused yet elated reaction to it all. How desperately you itched to close that difference, to be embraced once more in his hold.

"Do you regret what we did last night?"

Your heart immediately answered that question for you, lurching painfully as his question registered in your mind.

No. Never.

It was your conscience that was the sole reason for your guilt. You had principles you wanted to uphold, work ethics you should have followed only to throw it all away in the face of your infatuation.

The golden gaze flickered from your eyes to your lips as if considering the answer he had extracted from you despite you not having uttered one single word.

Guilt. It was such a silly, little notion. One he would most likely never understand.

"I don't. It was beautiful, (y/n). You were beautiful."

His gaze found yours again as he told you that last sentence, only adding to the fluttering euphoria you knew you shouldn't feel. It was difficult though, especially since it was far more tempting to numb your mind with bliss than to confront yourself with your own morals.

"I-I think it was beautiful too..." you admitted, your voice only a whisper as if you were afraid that stating it loudly would be like confessing to a sin you shouldn't have committed in front of god himself.

"It's just-well..." you trailed off, you didn't know how to finish the rest of the sentence. However, you should have known that Sougo already knew very well what was going on in your head.

"It's just hard for you knowing that this might cost you your job."

A shaky exhale left your lips as you nodded. You hadn't looked at your phone since you had woken up, far too terrified to see any notifications of missed calls and unread messages from your co-workers or even your boss.

"Let me handle it for you then."

Your eyes widened a smidge. Warmth blossomed in your heart whilst your mind could only imagine how much worse rumors would get if Sakamaki Sougo himself would ask from your boss to forgive you.

"No.Youdon'thaveto.Icanhandlei-"

One of his fingers rested on your lips, stopping your breathless rambling and forcing your thoughts back on him. Your heart was throbbing in your chest and you wondered if he could hear it.

"Why? Why would you do all of this to me? For me?"

"I told you already last night, didn't I?"

His face was only inches away from you, your heartbeat increasing as it begged for the distance to be closed.

"I love you."

Cold lips covered yours, your hands instinctively grabbing onto his tighter as your emotions threatened to burst. It felt unnatural how dizzy one simple kiss from him made you feel. It was addicting, his lips experienced and confident.

As soon as he pulled away you had to ground yourself for a few seconds, your mind spinning. Still, his face was still way too close for you to even attempt to regain a sliver of composure. Somehow you didn't want to either.

Not when he looked at you as if you were the finest artwork worth nothing but admiration and reverence.

“Tell me, is love supposed to be…this passionate?”

Your breath stuttered in your throat as your mind struggled to find the right words, any words for that matter, to answer his question.

"I... I think love is a very different experience for everyone."

Maybe other people would have scoffed or rolled their eyes at your response but Sougo truly seemed like he took your answer into consideration.

"What is love for you then?"

What was love for you?

"I don't know," you pressed out thinly, scared that your answer might displease him. You couldn't detect anything from only trying to read his face alone.

"Don't worry," he assured you soothingly, one of his hands resting on your forehead, his thumb gently applying pressure against the skin.

Sleepiness started to seep into your body, your eyelids growing heavy as your body leaned forward to rest against his own. You immediately relaxed as soon as he wrapped his arms around you, his embrace strong and adoring.

"We'll figure the answer to that question out together."

For him had started as fascination. Then appreciation. Ultimately it became a possessive feeling that was as deep and thick yet also as serene as the ocean on a sunny day. On the surface levels everything appeared to be tranquil and harmless but the deeper it went the darker and oppressing everything became.

That was love.

Or at least it was the name Karlheinz knew how to love you. How many centuries had he tried to understand how to feel emotions himself? How many nights had passed where he had studied the emotion humans referred to as love, the feeling that drove people into bliss and agony, into happiness and insanity?

Throughout all of his studies love had always been the emotion that he had struggled to understand the most. Fear, joy, sadness and rage were of a simple structure that was easy to predict. Love on the other hand was always tied to all of human's emotions as if it couldn't come without bringing other feelings with it. Where love was there was also fear. Where love was there was also joy. Where love was there was also sadness. Where love was there was also rage.

How could it be that one singular emotion could give birth to so many other feelings within one's heart? How could love, meant to bring only joy and elation, push people beyond insanity? It was if love had an unlimited potential to bring out either the worst or the best in humans and it was this potential that had captured Karlheinz's interest.

Love turned everyone it infected into a slave for its power and allure, the strongest emotion of all. Humans were nothing but unfortunate victims, far too weak to conquer that blooming feeling.

Karlheinz was no human though nor was he a mere vampire. He was someone much more powerful. Someone who would conquer even love.

[amusedyan]

So no one ever writes for him but yandere Karlheinz for human woman? Maybe she is/was a single mother that he is fasinated and obsessed with (since he apparently likes humans more that vampires)

Bless you for this, and thanks to @meri47 for giving me a hand when I got a little stuck!

Nao loves his mom.

He loved her when they were living in a tiny apartment in the city, when she had to work all the time and he had to be watched by Mrs. Suzuki from the down the hall. Mrs. Suzuki was an old woman who spent most afternoons watching soap operas; she helped with his homework, if she could and if he would let her.

His mom would pick him up before dinner, pay Mrs. Suzuki and take him back to their apartment and fix him dinner- it was never very complicated, because his Mom worked all day and by then they were both hungry, but it didn’t matter. She’d sit with him and talk over his day, look over his homework, put him in the bath.

Nao loves his mom so much because it’s always just been the two of them.

And then one day it’s not.

“I’ve met someone,” his mom says, “and I want you to meet him.”

Tougo Sakamaki has light blonde hair and glasses. He has eyes like a lizard and Nao hides behind his mom’s knees because he hates this man and he doesn’t know why.

“This is Nao?” He asks nicely, and Nao peeks around her legs to see the man crouched down at his level, smiling serenely.

“Yes,” if she’s embarrassed, she doesn’t show it, and she doesn’t scold Nao. She puts a hand on his head, “Tougo, this is my son Nao, and Nao this is my new friend Tougo.”

“Hi there,” Tougo says.

Nao doesn’t say anything.

Tougo takes them out to dinner and lets Nao choose the restaurant. He chooses curry, and Tougo says that he likes curry too. All through the night, he tries to make Nao talk to him, and it’s scary because even if he wanted to talk to him, he can’t make his mouth work right.

Nao isn’t the only kid without a dad in his class. There’s Yuri and Akemi, and Shijo. A lot of his other classmates have parents who don’t live together anymore. After Tougo keeps appearing, and his Mom talks more about him, he asks the ones who have new dads what he’s supposed to do.

Some of them shrug and say ‘it’s not so bad, just weird.’

Others scowl and tell him to throw a fit.

But when his mom asks him what he thinks of Tougo, he can’t bring himself to say that he doesn’t like him.

Nao’s Mom taught him to tell the truth, and he hates to lie. Because he’s scared of Tougo, he doesn’t hate him. And he can’t explain why he’s so scared- Tougo seems really nice. He brings presents occasionally, he makes dinner- he makes lunches when he spends the night, and he’s really smart- he helped Nao out with his homework and he was nice about it.

But he’s terrified of him and he can’t explain it.

Maybe it’s how he always seems to know what they like, even though it completely surprises his mom, or knows what they want before they say anything. It’s creepy.

Eventually Tougo comes to him and says, “I want to marry your mother. I want to know what you think about it, Nao.”

And Nao…freezes.

Tougo’s lizard eyes are watching him again, and he can’t breathe.

“Do you love my Mom?” He asks from far away.

If the question surprises him, Tougo doesn’t show it, instead cocking his head and smiling. “I love her like a star.” He says, and there’s something in that smile that makes him uncertain.

They get married quietly; neither have large families. Instead Tougo and his mom go on vacation and Tougo hires a nanny to watch him at the apartment for the two weeks they’re gone.

Their tiny apartment becomes a beautiful house in a neighborhood far away from his friends. Mom doesn��t need to work anymore, and it’s nice. It’s really cool to be able to be with her all the time, even when Tougo is always around, always watching.

He’s always writing things down, but Nao can never find the book, no matter where he looks for it.

His office is off limits, and always locked, and his mom never seems curious about it.

“It’s Touga’s space,” she counters, “it’s where he works.”

And Nao loves his mom, but he hates how enthralled she is with this man.

This man who’s smiles never fit quite right, who has eyes that never reflect anything, who is never anything less than perfect.

Sometimes he just starts to smile at Nao’s mom, and he’ll say, “I’ve never met anyone like you,” and it scares Nao because he looks like Tanaka on the playground who killed a bird with a rock just because he could.

[carlatsukinamistolemyhamsandwich]

Do you guys ever stop to think about how utterly terrifying Karl would be as a yandere?

For the first time in millennia, you make him feel something, a strange sort of stirring in his chest. He'd believed demons to be incapable of the sorts of emotions humans experience, and yet when he looks at you, love is no longer just an abstract concept for him to examine coldly as one would a mathematical proof. It's a tangible thing — so much more than he'd realised.

And how could anyone expect him to let you wander freely after that?

You awaken in a strange room, dressed in fine silks, surrounded by trinkets that look fresh out of your history books. Looking at them makes you feel uncomfortable — there's no wear on them, none at all, to the point they look unnaturally preserved.

Just like the man before you.

Karlheinz is no stranger to you; you'd enjoyed evenings together while you still knew him as Sakamaki Tougo, discussing philosophy and science and a dozen other things over bottles of fine wine at his beautiful residence in Tokyo. You were never sure what compelled him to reveal his true nature to you, but when he did, rather than the fear or horror you should have felt, you were fascinated. The concept of magic and the idea of creatures whose biology had gone entirely unstudied by man was so incredibly enticing.

It is horror you feel now, however, as Karl informs you that this is where you'll be staying from here on in. And when his hand slips around your waist and the other guides your lips to his, you can feel the warmth leaching out of you at every point of contact.

You're not sure how many times you've tried to escape. Although does it even count if you're just wrenching at the door that won't open for you or pressing your hands against the wall of enchantments preventing you from leaving via the balcony?

Karl's room is not a small prison by any means, and you're hardly starved of entertainment with the vast quantity of knick-knacks spilling off of the shelves. The Vampire King seems to take pleasure is telling you how he acquired each and every one of them, of their relevance. For as much as you want to hate and despise him, he's still the same man who intrigued you in the first place, with his beauty and intellect. So you lap up the stories, curiosity still burning brightly, in spite of everything. Or perhaps he's smarter than you'd realised, and he knows that by keeping you here, the only things you have left to be curious about are all linked to him.

There is no sunlight in the demon world, so you can’t say how long it takes for you to notice that something is wrong with you. It starts as a small thing really, you reach out for a book, looking for something to keep yourself occupied until Karl makes another one of his appearances, when it occurs to you that you can’t remember the last time you’d trimmed your nails. And yet there isn’t any need to, they’re exactly the same length as you always like to keep them. A look in the mirror makes you realise your hair hasn’t grown either. It should have done, you think, for you are positive you’ve been trapped here long enough to see some change in your own appearance.

The realisation that you no longer feel hunger or thirst is the real tipping point. Meals are provided for you daily and it takes too long for you to recognise that you’re eating them out of habit than because of any actual craving. 

Examining the marks of Karl’s fangs on your neck makes you wonder if this is a sign that you’re starting to turn into a vampire. But your skin is still warm, your canines are still too blunt to be called fangs and you posses none of the strength you feel in Karl’s hands when he touches you. 

It’s not that you are changing, you conclude, but just the opposite — despite still being mortal, your body is utterly frozen in time, preserved like so many of the artefacts you share your living space with. Barely on the cusp of being something you could call alive.

For as sick as the thought makes you, it is nothing compared to when you finally do get to leave the room. 

You’ve taken to trying the door every time Karl leaves, a pitiful effort to show some form of futile resistance. When, one day, the handle turns and the door opens inwards, you can’t quite believe it. Surely this is a trick. A trap laid down by a man with more experience and knowledge than you could ever hope to gain. 

A glance back at the room reminds you that you don’t have the luxury of another option other than staying in your place amongst the King’s trove. 

You run.

It’s your first time seeing any part of the castle that isn’t that lone room, but you don’t stop to marvel, your bare feet thumping against polished stone floors. You’re not sure what will happen if anyone other than Karl finds you, but you haven’t seen anyone else, so you can only hope they won’t know your place here.

The first time you pass someone walking with purpose down the hall, you hold your breath, pleading to anything that will listen that they don’t seize you and drag you to Karl’s feet. You nearly collapse with relief when they walk straight past you without so much as a glance or comment. Perhaps in keeping you isolated Karl had made a mistake. 

As you make your way through the strange labyrinth that is the Vampire King’s residence, you pass more and more people, and each time they pay you no mind. Eventually your apparent good fortune goes to your head, and you actually ask someone for directions. 

They don’t even pause, continuing on as though you hadn’t spoken. A cold feeling curls around your gut. 

You try again. And again. Soon you are shouting, screaming at people for them to at least look at you. 

They don’t.

In a moment of desperation, you try to grab hold of a man’s arm, only for your hands to pass right through him. 

You stagger back. Are you dead? Is this your afterlife, stuck forever roaming this cold, ancient castle? But the walls and furniture are still solid under your fingers. You can still feel the warmth of the candles decorating the halls. 

You’re curled up in a heap on the floor by the time Karl finds you. When you ask him if you’re a ghost, he chuckles and tells you no, you’re still just as alive as when you first met and he intends for you to stay that way for a very, very long time. He has decided, however, that he’d rather no one else touch you, and so he has made them all unable to. You feel your blood turn to ice in your veins.

Acting the gentleman, he extends his hand out towards you and asks if you’d to go back in the same calm tone he always uses.

As you stare at his long, pale fingers, you wonder if even your own family would be unable to recognise you now, to notice your existence at all. If your world is now entirely reduced to you and the creature in front of you.

You take his outstretched hand.

[mary-mikami]

#Ficha Hikaru

•~Nombre~•

Hikaru

•~Apodo~•

Nano, gordo, yakuza, prra, etc.

•~Apellido~•

Sakamaki

•~Significado del nombre~•

Luz o resplandor

•~Edad~•

22 años

•~Género~•

Masculino

•~Orientación Sexual~•

Homosexual

•~Ojos~•

Su color de ojos es verde oscuro y lleva gafas

•~Cabello~•

Es rubio dorado (natural) y ondulado, igual que el de su madre. No es ni largo ni corto

•~Tatuajes/piercings~•

En su muñeca izquierda tiene un tatuaje de una clave de sol, un piercing en el ombligo, dos pendientes en la oreja derecha y uno en la izquierda

•~Signo zodiacal~•

Cáncer

•~Fecha de nacimiento~•

30 de junio

•~Altura~•

1.65

•~Posición~•

Uke

•~Raza~•

Vampiro

•~Nacionalidad~•

Japón

•~Ubicación actual~•

Japón

•~Idiomas~•

Japonés, español, catalán, inglés, francés, italiano, alemán, chino, coreano, portugués e hindi

•~Ocupación~•

Actualmente es pianista y compositor

•~Religión~•

Cristianismo

•~Miedos/fobias~•

Le tiene fobia a los insectos y, especialmente miedo a la soledad y a la oscuridad, sobre todo la soledad

•~Hobbies/actividades en su tiempo libre~•

Hikaru en su tiempo libre acude a clases de esgrima, italiano, voleibol, gimnasia rítmica y baile, pero de lo que más disfruta es pasar tiempo con su pareja

•~Color favorito~•

Verde manzana

•~Comida favorita~•

Le gusta todo tipo de comida, no tiene una favorita en concreto

•~Animal favorito~•

Aves y animales marinos en general

•~Mascotas~•

-Una mariquita/humana llamada Flora

-Una medusa/humana llamada Medusa-chan

-Una Carolina llamada Hetare

-Un perro llamado Rage

-Un pato Pekinés llamado Ruby

-Una gata(no se como definirla (?)) llamada Fufu

A parte tiene una pecera con peces tropicales (normales)

•~Pecado capital~•

LUJURIA y gula

•~Talentos~•

Tiene varios talentos pero el que más destaca es su talento musical, que se descubrió cuando de pequeño demostró gran interés por la música y facilidad para aprender a tocar el piano con tan solo tres años. Su talento evolucionó a medida que él crecía, haciendo que se convirtiese en alguien bastante conocido hoy en día en el mundo de la música clásica. En total ha ganado 16 competiciones nacionales de piano y 15 internacionales y ha dado conciertos en varias salas a lo largo de toda Europa

•~Familia~•

-Madre: Mary Sakamaki (viva)

-Padre: Subaru Sakamaki (vivo)

-Hermanos pequeños: Ruka Sakamaki, Shada Sakamaki y Akira Sakamaki (vivos)

-Hermana pequeña: Yumi Sakamaki (viva)

-Abuelo: Tougo Mikami (vivo)

-Abuela: María Vega (viva)

-Tía: Miharu Ishiguro (viva)

-Tíos: Kanato, Raito, Ayato, Reiji y Shuu Sakamaki

-Primos: Kyo y Mao (vivos)

-Pareja: Itsuki Mukami (vivo)

•~Habilidades~•

Como los otros vampiros, él tiene una fuerza inhumana, así como el aumento de la velocidad, ser capaz de teletransportarse de la nada en un instante, volar, invocar a quien quiera y donde quiera, aumento de la vista, oído y el olfato. Al ser un vampiro cuenta también con la habilidad de curarse rápidamente. A pesar de todo esto y ser un vampiro puro de nacimiento, comparado con los otros de su raza él es mucho más frágil y delicado. A diferencia de los otros vampiros y al igual que los humanos puede fracturarse

huesos, tener fiebre/resfriados y varios virus, dolor de cabeza y otras cosas por el estilo (al igual que su madre). Puede invocar la lluvia haciendo un baile y canto extraño (?)

•~Personalidad~•

Es tierno, enérgico y alegre. Vive enamorado de la vida, sobre todo de su pareja y, la música, a quién le es fiel en todo el sentido de la palabra. Es un chico activo que siempre trata de mantener su ánimo y el de los demás en alto. Es caprichoso, cariñoso y algo infantil (razón por la cual llevarse bien con los niños no se le dificulta en lo más mínimo) también tiene cambios bruscos de actitud debido a su mal genio con según qué cosas. A veces puede ser un poco inseguro y miedoso, debido a eso le gusta mucho sentirse protegido y mimado. Hikaru es muy pervertido, a veces demasiado, tiene un alto deseo sexual y le da bastante importancia a la vida sexual de la pareja. No es Yandere pero puede llegar a ser muy celoso y cruel si tiene motivos para serlo, a pesar de ser uke le gusta hacer saber a la gente lo que le pertenece si no quieren meterse en problemas. Ya como se dijo antes, Hikaru es algo infantil, pero eso no quiere decir que no sea maduro. Tiene un lado muy responsable, trabajador y maduro, lo que le ayuda a trabajar siempre con excelencia y facilidad

•~Virtudes~•

-Tiene mucha empatía

-Es una persona en la que puedes confiar

-Le encanta ayudar y apoyar a las personas que lo necesitan

-Si alguna persona necesita que le hagan un favor Hikaru casi siempre estará dispuesto a ayudarle

-Suele ser bastante positivo y activo

-Siempre está pendiente y preocupado del estado de sus seres queridos

-Es muy responsable

-Etc…-

•~Defectos~•

-Tiene poca paciencia

-Tiene cambios bruscos de humor

-Como mínimo se emborracha 3 veces por mes

-En según qué situaciones es demasiado sarcástico

-Puede llegar a ser muy chillón, lo que irrita a algunas personas

-Etc…-

•~Gustos~•

-Cine

-Lectura

-Memes

-Flores

-Moda

-Telenovelas

-Sadomasoquismo

-Sexo

-Roleplay

-Yuri/Yaoi

-Comer

-Itsukiconda

-Aroma del café

-Vino

-Chistes malos

-Música

-Animales marinos

Le gustan demasiadas cosas a este chaval así que mejor dejo solo las anteriores

•~Disgustos~•

-Reggaeton

-Soledad

-El olor a gasolina

-Canis/chonis

-LLuvia

-Homofobia

-Insectos en general

-Peleas

-Putin (?)

-Etc…-

•~Historia~•

Hikaru nació perfecto y sin ningún problema el 30 de junio en Japón.

En general tuvo una infancia bastante buena. Tenía muy buena relación con todos los que le rodeaban, sobre todo su hermano pequeño Ruka, un año menor que él, e Itsuki, su mejor amigo y actual pareja.

Como se dijo en el apartado de talentos, Hikaru se introdujo en el mundo de la música aprendiendo a tocar el piano a los 3 años. Su madre fue la que le introdujo y enseñó a tocar la mayoría de instrumentos que hoy en día sabe tocar, y Mario, su padrino, era el que le solía acompañar en sus viajes para concursar. A los 4 años comenzó a presentarse a concursos de piano, de los cuales siempre quedaba en primera o segunda posición, solo pocos pianistas podían quedar por delante de él, y uno de ellos era Tadao Mitsuki, del que se hablará más tarde.

A los 12 años Hikaru se da cuenta de que está enamorado de Itsuki, pero no le dio mucha importancia, pues pensaba que en ese momento tenía las hormonas “revolucionadas”.

Su adolescencia fue un poco complicada e intensa. A veces sus estudios musicales le llegaban a agobiar mucho ya que faltaba bastantes veces a clase por culpa de viajes para concursar fuera de Japón, pero no solo por ese motivo, sino porque también quería pasar más tiempo con sus amigos. En esta etapa ya era consciente de que se inclinaba más hacia los chicos que a las chicas. A los 16 estaba muy seguro de que le gustaba Itsuki de verdad, y que no era ningún capricho o problema de hormonas revolucionadas, así que decidió contárselo a su madre y hermano pequeño Ruka. Ruka lo apoyó en todo momento, su madre también pero de una manera distinta. Hikaru no hablaba de ese tipo de cosas con su padre y sus otros hermanos, pero el resto se enteraba de todo sin que nadie les dijese nada. De vez en cuando se desahogaba con determinadas personas a parte de su madre y Ruka, como Mario y Yuma. Los consejos y opiniones de los demás no le sirvieron y decidió apartarse de Itsuki para quitarselo un poco de la cabeza y no hacerse “más daño”, más bien lo intentó, o ni siquiera eso ya que no pudo hacerlo.

Poco antes de terminar la preparatoria, su madre decidió intentar emparejarlo con un chico llamado Tadao Mitsuki, un chico mudo de nacimiento, de raza vampírica y pianista que conocía de vista ya que lo había visto muchísimas veces en competiciones de piano, y a parte lo había estado stalkeando desde hace meses. Hikaru ya lo conocía de vista desde los 4 años, más de una vez intentó hablar con él, pero este le evitaba. Mary hizo que se conociesen incitando a Hikaru a ir al bar donde trabaja de barman con su padre, acompañado de Ruka.

Ella estaba 100% segura de que acabarían juntos pero se equivocó. Lo único que consiguió fue hacerlos muy buenos amigos, nada más. Nada cambió en la vida amorosa de Hikaru, solo siguió enamorándose más y más de Itsuki con el tiempo.

Al terminar la preparatoria se fue a estudiar al conservatorio donde trabaja su madre. Se independizó principalmente porque quería vivir cerca del conservatorio e irse ya del bosque donde vivía. Si no fuese por Itsuki no se habría independizado, ya que no habría aguantado la soledad de estar viviendo solo.

Cuando terminó sus estudios decidió irse a India una temporada a colaborar con un hospital y ONGs. Hoy en día no se arrepiente nada de haber ido a pesar de que allí lo pasó un poco mal por culpa del insomnio y el acoso de Hisao, que fue a más en esa época. No se sintió solo del todo ya que contactaba mucho con Itsuki y sus familiares, hizo bastantes amigas allí, como por ejemplo Trisha, la actual novia de su hermano pequeño Shada.

Años después se fue de viaje en crucero a dar la vuelta al mundo con sus hermanos, padres, Yuma, Arisu, Hiro, Saeko, Itsuki y Ame. Ese viaje le cambió la vida. (DAT 22-23/04/2017) En medio del viaje no le quedó más remedio que decirle a Itsuki lo que sentía por él, ya que este le preguntó por ello. Esa pregunta que le hizo terminó en lo que sería hoy en día la relación de Itsuki y Hikaru.

Actualmente está en la etapa más feliz de su vida y sigue viviendo con Itsuki en Tokyo.

En cuanto a trabajo, de vez en cuando compone para la orquesta de su abuelo Tougo y tiene planes futuros de dar conciertos fuera de Japón.

 •~Seiyū~•

Takahiro Sakurai

•~Curiosidades~•

-Es zurdo

-Tiene 8 dioptrías

-Le pone nombre a todos sus instrumentos

-Posee un violín Stradivarius al que llama Lady Wut

-Tiene 70 pares de gafas distintas

-Cuando tenía 16-17 años era mucho más masoquista si lo comparamos con hoy en día

-Puede pasarse horas y horas duchándose, al igual que arreglándose y vistiéndose

-Uno de sus mejores amigos es Tadao Mitsuki (epic friendzone)

-Con la que peor se lleva de sus hermanos es Yumi

-Tiene 71 nenucos

-De pequeño siempre llevaba un palo encima (para él era una batuta)

-Le gusta actuar como un seme con su pareja para bromear, aunque es muy consciente de su posición

-Por probar la experiencia tuvo novia a los 15 años

-Canta y miente pésimamente

-Se le da muy bien dibujar

-Cuando tenía 14 años hablaba de relaciones homosexuales con Seki

-De adolescente a veces espiaba a Yuto y a Seki

-Le tiene miedo a Mikan

-Sabe lenguaje de signos

-Es fumador

-Tiene un caballo que se llama Crispín

-Le gusta verse con trajes de danza árabe

-Ha matado a más de 5 personas a lo largo de su vida

-El instrumento que peor toca es la batería

-Tiene demasiadas fotos de Itsuki en el teléfono móvil

-Experto en contar chistes malos

-Es muy flexible

-Cuando era adolescente trolleaba mucho a su madre llamándola por teléfono y haciéndose pasar por Ruki

-Conoce bien Narnia

-Es seguidor de Vegetta777 pero solo permite que Itsuki lo sepa

-Compra mucho en Amazon

-Hoy en día su palabra preferida sigue siendo “puto”

-Hace años, en sus tiempos libres investigaba a fondo los otros mundos

-Cuando era un bebé lo confundían con una niña

-Era fan de Hiromi y Hisao Mikami pero lo ocultaba

-Cocina muy bien

-Al igual que sus hermanos, le tiene mucho respeto a Ruki Mukami

-Cuando era pequeño pasaba mucho más tiempo con su padre Subaru y su padrino Mario que con su madre

-Durante unos años fue bastante gótico

-Le roba ropa a su pareja Itsuki, para después ponersela o guardarla en su armario a escondidas

-Cuando era un bebé tenía obsesión con los ojos de las personas

-Muchas veces usa lentillas

-Tiene la manía de comprarle 5748392 estupideces a Ruka por internet cada mes

-LLeva gafas desde los dos años

-Conoce muy bien Japón

-Tiene buena orientación

-A pesar de ser una persona muy sociable nunca ha sido de tener muchos amigos, de hecho, en preparatoria solo se juntaba con Hiro e Itsuki Mukami y algunos ukes (su raza okno)

-Su inteligencia académica era tan alta que tuvieron que subirlo un curso por delante de los de su edad

-De pequeño llamaba a todos los coches que veía Subaru

-Se le da bien liderar

-Se lleva muy bien con Yui Komori

-Cuando era adolescente tenía épocas emo pero las ocultaba muy bien

-Sus hermanos y madre opinan que cuando se plancha el pelo parece un poco Nao Serizawa

-Le gusta mucho picar a su pareja, pero eso no quita el hecho de que esté muy, recalco, MUY enamorado

-Comparando con hace años, Hikaru se lleva ahora mucho mejor con su hermana Yumi

-Ha aparecido en más de 10 vídeos del canal de YT de Asahi (cazapartner okno)

-Estuvo un corto tiempo enamorado de Tadao Mitsuki

-Sufrió gran acoso por parte de Hisao Mikami

-Desde que es adolescente se relaciona mal con la mayoría de mujeres

-Es de la secta del Akirame

-Cuando se le va mucho esnifa azúcar

-Aunque no lo parezca, tiene muy buena relación con Yuma Mukami

-El y sus hermanos quedan con su primo Mao en el castillo Sakamaki una vez al mes

-Tiene la piel delicada y sensible

-Ha tenido más de una entrevista con su abuelo Tougo en televisión

-A pesar de que le gusta su pelo ondulado se lo plancha muchas veces

-Se suele dormir a altas horas de la madrugada

-Le gusta observar a Itsuki dormido

-Una vez “EXPLORANDO SU CUERPO” se le escapó un pequeño grito con el nombre de “DETERMINADA PERSONA” y su padre creyó que estaba siendo violado

-Está incómodo si el lugar donde se encuentra está desordenado

-Sus golosinas/dulces preferidos son los dangos, haribos y chupachups

-A veces le roba vino a sus padres o a sus tíos Arisu y Yuma

-Se avergüenza mucho al recordar que en su adolescencia tuvo que acudir más de una vez al hospital con sus padres debido a que “explorando su cuerpo” se metía cosas que luego no podía sacar

-Se considera otaku

-Realmente aparenta 22 años a pesar de su baja estatura

-En su adolescencia decía ser bisexual, pero él sabía perfectamente que era homosexual

-Puede llegar a ser muy pesado con los memes

-Le gusta sentirse mas bajito que su pareja

-Es fan del Kpop y vari@s idols

-Consume mucha sangre (save Itsuki)

-Cuando vivía con sus padres y hermanos en vez de hablar japonés solía hablar español con su madre

-Sus videojuegos favoritos son ACNL y minecraft

-No le desagrada nada tener sexo fuera de casa

-Su aroma antes de perder la virginidad era mucho más superior que al de sus hermanos y padres

-Le interesa la cultura española

-En un futuro le gustaría casarse y formar una familia

-Una vez fue atropellado y estuvo en coma un par de días

-Prefiere el invierno antes que el verano

-Le parecen atractivos los chicos con el pelo largo

-A pesar de no llevarse muy bien con muchas mujeres, no está en contra de ellas, más bien, defiende mucho el género femenino

-A los 12 años empezó a comprar a escondidas mangas con yaoi hard junto a su hermano pequeño Ruka

-De vez en cuando ayuda en los estudios a sus hermanos

-Discute mucho menos con su padre que con su madre

-De pequeño no controlaba bien su fuerza y al abrir según qué puertas rompía el pomo

-ODIA que le llamen Haruki, se pone a llorar si lo hacen

-Actúa bastante bien

-A veces cuando se aburre crea memes usando la cara de su pareja Itsuki

-Es fan de 50 sombras de Grey

-Se le da muy bien bucear y pescar al igual que su madre

-A diferencia de hace años, ya no le gusta mucho irse de fiesta

-Siempre lleva una navaja de plástico encima

-Adora a los niños

-Le gusta hablar de política con gente culta