"Being a Father is more than I could ever have wished for."
Personality: Suisei can be a difficult person to get a handle on. Brilliantly intelligent, talented at everything he tries, he seems more like a God than a humanoid, to those who do not spend much time with him. Nothing seems to catch him off guard, at least not in public. He has the reflexes of a cat, the smile of a demon, and eyes that can make anyone trust him. He is the perfect vampire. He can bend any human, male or female, to his will, get himself and his children out of almost any tight spot, cut deals, dance, sing, cook. He is the perfect man. Too perfect. Thus, he has always been alone.
That is, however, only the face he puts up to the world, a sort of protection mechanism because he does not anyone to see the real him. Only his adopted sons have seen what exists underneath β the sweet, almost awkward young man who seems sometimes more mother than father. He sings his children to sleep, reads them stories, cooks their meals, tucks them in at night. He looks out for them, always before himself, not caring about the fact that they are all more than old enough to take care of themselves. At least, in those respects. He does not care that he is not raising children, technically, but newborn teenage vampires. He looks at them as his own, and he loves them as such. He is quiet around the mansion, soft-spoken, rarely smiling, for indeed it is almost impossible to get him to smile a real smile. He seems almost sad, much of the time, drifting aimlessly about in his thoughts while he does his chores. No one kows his past, what it was that made him so sad, and he is a secretive person. Reserved. He would never share his past with anyone. He would not ant to trouble someone with it.
All of this is not to say that he is not as dangerous as his public personality makes him seem. He is still a vampire, and worse, he is still a father. He could easily kill someone for hurting, or even offending, one of his sons, and as a vampire once his temper is gone it takes a great deal to get it back under control. He is rather ashamed to know that his sons have often had to call him back from the edge. He should be able to control himself better than that.
Likes: Reading, warm fires, quiet, cooking, writing, singing, poetry, j-rock, jewelry, black clothing, nice clothing, humans, blood, chocolate, watching movies, his sons, spending family time together, giving gifts (he does not really care if he receives any), throwing parties for his sons, seeing his children succeed, hunting (though he suppresses it), the idea of love (though he does not believe he will ever find it)
Dislikes: Killing, being called a monster, anyone messing with his children, the Parliament, being controlled, being restrained, chains, small spaces, gags, blindfolds, not being able to see, drowning, crosses, fast food, nights when he does not get to feed his children, staying late at work
Fears: Drowning, being restrained, being tied up, small spaces, burning, crosses.
Dreams: To simply live out eternity with his sons happy at his side.
Quirks: He panics if someone tries to restrain him or shut him up. He goes wild at the scent of O blood. He has a little thing about cleaning⦠it has to be done. He is a remarkable cook but can not for the life of him make omelets. He is truly convinced that he will never find love. He sings when he cooks, and he has a very good voice.
Collection:
β’ Jewelry
β’ Guitars
β’ Traditional Japanese garb
β’ Bonsai
Pet:
Uri: a flying squirrel captured on one of his trips to America. Snuggly and sweet around him, and sometimes around his children, she is undeniably vicious to strangers, and her teeth are nearly as sharp as her masterβs fangs.
Other:
A golden promise ring.
History: For plot purposes, this has been omitted.