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Minato Arikaze

"....You have got to be kidding me."

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a character in “Cafe of Thieves”, as played by darkengel

Description

Minato Arikaze
Role Student
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Basic Appearance
Minato Arikaze is… in lay man’s term a generic paradox that even confused the people in the village he once ago called his home. For a man who prided his asian roots he possessed a mop of unruly gold hair, coming down a few centimeters down his neck. It’s always unruly, giving the thought ‘bed head’ more justice than any words to describe just how wild his hair can be. No matter how many times he tries to comb it down it always pops back out.

So he simply gave up. Along with his hair, his eyes, normally asian people either have brown or black but… for Minato he has blue. His eyes are shaped a bit roundish with a flare of childishness in them. Those blue orbs for anyone that stares at it too long it feels as if the person is being dragged down the deep pits of the ocean itself.

In terms of body shape he wasn’t blessed with a muscular frame like some people are. His is lanky, frail as if one touch would break him. When it comes to clothes the boy is never picky he just tosses on whatever he finds in his closet that day or what he still thinks is wearable.

"Are you done yet?"



Name: Minato Arikaze
Age: 17
Gender: male "Says so in my birth certificate...."
Weapon(s): He has two combat knifes hidden inside his jacket thats about it.



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Personality:
Calculative|Calm|Observant|Lethargic|Friendly

Calculative….

Observant….. with a look that always says he’s thinking about something. Minato is a person who hates being caught off guard by anything whether school work or generally things that happens around him. He likes to keep a plan around him at all times. An escape route if you may, he hates being caught unprepared for anything.

This stemmed from his past… his life wasn’t what people would call ‘sugary’ or living in riches. He learned to survive using just his wits and cunning. He’s a cunning individual who would think first and weigh in his choices before making a move. Basically all of his actions are thought by a few dozen times before he even does it! Normally he wouldn’t do a risk unless he profits from it or if it would help him. Minato is generally a laid back guy, he acts weak and defenseless and sometimes lazy in order to avoid situations when it fact he’s already scheming in that little brain of his. His heart as he calls it is hidden behind a stone wall he erected for himself, too scared to let a single person in until he can find someone whom he can truly trust. But aside from his flaws he’s a kind individual who’s a good listener to problems art to him is his escape from the reality when he draws or paint it feels like he’s not even there anymore.

Likes:
Sushi
Ramen
Barbecue
Hacking
Mix martial arts
Kenjutsu
Art particulary baroque styles
Dislikes:
Loud places
Crowded places
Mentioning anything that has to do with his past.
Chili
Cold
Talents:
Cooking
Painting
Sketching
Hacking
Sword play
Violin
Singing
Flaws:
Lethargic
Hard to get motivated
Distrustful
Has a small bit of borderline syndrome.
Asthma
tends to faint when he forces himself when he's tired.
Hobbies:
Painting
Reading
Practicing his sword skills
Taking care of a small fox kit he found in the forest



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Bio: Minato started out life rather well, born to a loving a well off parents they live in a small village in the outskirts of Okinawa. Life was peaceful, boring to an extent in the small village populated only by a few hundred people. But life was rather good… his mother needed the fresh air for her frail health hence why they made their home there. Close to the mountain.

During his childhood Minato was an active child, always smiling and hanging out with his friends. He loved hanging around with his parents especially his father whom would take him camping a few times during the weekends. Yet… if there was one thing they never told the boy… is his roots. His father wasn’t a full Japanese with his mother being a French woman his father had met during a trip. They always told the boy his blond hair was just a fluke in the genetics… boy was they ever wrong.

Nor did they tell that his mother came from American descent albeit for her red hair… He barely saw his grandfather whom would only visit them once every two years. But he loved the old man none the less… bond to a grandfather and a grandchild as they say…

On his ninth birthday however… things turned for the worse. One of his friends, a boy named Sasuke and him were playing by the river when Sasuke slipped and fell in the currents. Naruto tried to save the boy. But his small body could barely fight against the strong currents. Luckily for them a fisherman saw them. But due to how far they were the man thought the young blond had been the one to push off the young black haired boy. He quickly ran to them and pulled them out, but by then the young raven head had already fallen unconscious. He was rushed to the hospital in the neighboring town where unfortunately he fell into a coma. The doctors told his broken hearted parents he may never wake up from it.

From outside Naru could hear the wails of Sasuke’s mother. The boy blamed himself, if only he had been stronger… he could have saved the guy. The door opened and his friend’s parents he looked up at them, wanting to ask about his friend when Sasuke’s mother nearly attacked him. The fisherman had told them what happened. He tried explaining what really happened… but they didn’t listen. To them he tried to murder their son.

Not even his family was on his side when they showed up, shadowed faces as his father merely dragged him to the police station. They didn’t believe him… no matter how many times the boy cried his tears fell on deaf ears. He was forced to spend a night in jail, with nothing but a cold blanket to keep him company before his parents finally picked him up.

They told him he was under house arrest as the investigations still went. Back at home he wished he was somewhere else… the once happy house began to get colder. His parents ignored him, they fought and blamed each other until the boy merely locked himself in his room. He never joined his parents for meal time instead he would eat alone… Slowly it changed him, from being the outgoing child he slowly pulled back into a shell.

When he would step out into the garden, people whisper before glaring at him then turning away, it was a dark time in his life… one that he felt true loneliness… he stopped seeking company and instead locked himself in his room. A year later on his tenth birthday he began to draw on his unused notebooks. He found out he had a knack for it and it soon became his hobby. He didn’t know things were going to get worse… a few months after the police dropped the case from the lack of evidence he was allowed to head out… his treatment hasn’t gone better to the eyes of the community he was a murderer. He was forced to repeat a year in school since his house arrest. His classmates bullied him relentlessly while the teachers did nothing to help the poor boy. It wasn’t until he was twelve when his father came home , drunk he saw the boy sketching by the fireplace when he rushed to him then ripped out the sketch book tossing it to the flames, he began screaming how he wished he didn’t have him as a child, and how they didn’t have any monster blood in their veins.

The boy only watched in horror, he begged his father to stop, but that only fueled him when he dragged the poor boy into the kitchen right when his wife’s father was visiting his daughter. To their horror they watched the father grab a knife before slashing his son’s face. Three lines on each side of his cheeks… The boy’s grandfather quickly wrestled the man away from his grandson while the boy stood livid, blood pouring down his face as he stood there in shock. He barely remembered anything from that night, how his grandfather dragged him to the car with nothing but some of his things, the next thing he knew he was in a hotel. His cheeks were stitched and bandaged while his grandfather was booking flights for them.

The once happy boy turned into a shell of his former self. He barely smiled after that encounter, his grandfather took custody of him and took him back to the states. His parents tried to contact him but he refused. Instead he focused on his studies to graduate early from school. Until now… after his grandfather sent him to France to study art. He didn’t dare speak to his parents… or anyone from his past. Even as his grandfather told him his friend woke up and cleared his name he still refused.

Other: He has a small tiny hole in his heart which causes his faint spells as well as the scars on his cheeks which came...lets just say from a not so good event in his early life.
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So begins...

Minato Arikaze's Story

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Character Portrait: Akito Kouzakura Character Portrait: Millie Hayes Character Portrait: Chie Ansel Character Portrait: Rafaello Sanzio da Urbino Character Portrait: Leonardo Di Vinci Character Portrait: Minato Arikaze
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Millie Hayes


Millie found, thankfully, that she didn't have long to wait.

"Yo." The voice made Millie glance up to find her friend Chie waving her a greeting. Millie smiled at the girl, straightening and giving up on clearing her clothes of small pieces of grass.
""You're here pretty early... Ugh, didn't get much sleep last night." Chie said, covering up a yawn. Millie wasn't surprised. Firstly because they had both been up late when they witnessed the burglary and secondly because Chie had a habit of staying up late gaming.

Millie had tried playing Chie's games, figuring that if her friend found it so fun than she should at least try it. She had given it a go and found, to her annoyance, that she had no talent whatsoever. So she had stopped, she would happily leave the gaming to Chie.

"I though I was late so I rushed over..." Millie started explaining. She stopped as she spotted a blonde head bobbing through the crowd towards them.
"Hey..." Came Minato's greeting before he pulled out his inhaler. Millie hid a smile behind her hand, her friend had obviously ran at least part of the way here.
"Great, now we just have to wait for Akito..." Millie gave a sigh and flicked her hair behind her back. Of course Akito was the last to arrive, "He's probably still sleeping." She remarked, shaking her head. That boy loved sleeping, almost more than he loved eating. Millie tried to remember if they had told Akito that they would have lunch at their meeting. That would have been sure to make sure he didn't sleep through their meeting.

Millie's thoughts seemed to drift away as two figures standing in the Black Cat Cafe across the street caught her eye. There seemed to be something familiar about the two but perhaps it was just the distance playing with her sight...

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Akito slammed his hand down onto the alarm clock with a grumble. It was getting on his nerves, and he wasn't willing to try and sleep in with that... that monstrous object, ringing all day long. First time he brought his hand down, it was too light, so the alarm kept on ringing, non stop, and got even more onto his nerves. He opened his eyes finally, well, one eye to be exact, and this time, it hit, 'Thank the gods....' He thought, though he was still annoyed.

Then, something went off in his head, like he suddenly had an epiphany or something, though it was more like he remembered something, "Right.... We're meeting today... or something.... right? What a pain... I can't sleep in..." He sighed and kicked the sheets off, all of them falling onto the ground, messily, which he never bothered to fix.

What could you expect? Everyone knew him well enough that he was a lazy and pig eater.

Akito didn't even bother to stand up, he simply rolled off his bed, hit the sheets, and used the nightstand to somewhat help him regain his balance, or something around that sort. With his ruffled hair and unbuttoned clothing - The buttons were in the wrong areas, and some weren't even buttons at all - he headed for the door and was about to open it up, planning on just going out like that since he didn't care what people thought of a teenager walking around in pajamas.

But he also recalled that his three other friends may scold him, so he let go of the knob, and with an even greater sigh, headed back to his closet, now struggling to get the buttons undone and take off his sweat pants without falling backwards. In his eyes, things looked blurry and the earth was spinning. Perhaps he had gotten up too fast? Nope, he was just sleepy.

Akito always got more sleep than the average person. Some people thought it was really strange and was nervous that it'd affect his health as he grew older. Obviously, nothing changed. Akito was still that lazy heavy eater that always tried to take in as much energy as possible, and keep it for himself. In fact, he'd even fallen asleep when someone was talking to him. It's how he got expelled from his first school since he did it various times to different teachers.

A few minutes later, and with a great yawn, Akito was fully dressed in loose and light clothing. He aways thought that places were hot, even during winter, and even in colder areas with snow. He always wore the least amount of clothing possible. He even went snowboaring one day without a shirt because it was too hot. He learned his lesson after he fell face forward into the snow though.

Finally, he went outside, the first glance of the bright sun seeming to blind him. His room was always dark, usually to help him sleep in more without disturbances. Akito even planned to go back inside and just say he forgot, but that wouldn't be right. As much as he didn't show it, he enjoyed being around his friends. But obviously, what sort of lazy pig would say that outloud? Definitely not him. That was for sure.

He began to walk, closing and locking the door behind him, but then wondered out loud, "Where were we meeting again...?" Akito glanced down at the watch on his hand. He never really switched the time so it'd be correct, so it claimed to be useless as he just shrugged and tried to remember.

While doing this, he also kept an eye out just in case he'd pass them. And just to his luck, he did, all three of them. Unlike most friends, who would probably wave, yell, jump up and down, or do idiotic things of that sort, Akito didn't want to waste any of his precious energy, so he simply walked up to them, with another yawn, as usual and said, once he was close enough, in a very low and quiet tone, "Morning...." He didn't really know what time it was anyways, "You guys wake up really early... Really... how do people like you get such little sleep..." Akito asked while he ran his hand through that messy hair of his, that he still didn't bother to comb, like always. He heard of people who slept for around 10 hours or 8 even, which surprised him greatly because he got 10 hours of sleep at the very least.

"Eh, ah.... what were we doing here again...?" He asked, letting out another obnoxious yawn, identifying he didn't get enough sleep for his body, since he needed more than usual people did.

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Character Portrait: Akito Kouzakura Character Portrait: Millie Hayes Character Portrait: Chie Ansel Character Portrait: Rafaello Sanzio da Urbino Character Portrait: Donato di Niccolò di Betto Bardi Character Portrait: Leonardo Di Vinci Character Portrait: Minato Arikaze
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An involuntary shudder went down the red head's spine when Leo placed his shoulder on him. "Mhmm." He looked up from his cooking to the now four students from the night before. "Milley Hayes, Chie Ansel, Minato, and Akito. " Raphael murmured as her placed the finished crepes onto a plate and placed the plate on a tray with an assortment of food. Illegally , he had hacked University records to get their student files. Apparently they were all art majors...."Table 13 Leo. Chop Chop." In his mind he was formulating a plan on what they should do. The best option was elimination of the witnesses.

However as Raphael was about to make his suggestion, a swarm of girls directly in front of him distracted him. "Leo, please go entertain your little fan club as well." The day was going to be another long one, but the gueasts must be happy. "Raphael, where's Arashi and Donatello?" A girl demanded. The painter gave a slow smile. "Apparently not here yet cherrie, please be patient." He pulled a pink rose from the multitude of flowers behind him that he cultivated for such a occasions and handed it to the girl. "Please accept this as an apology for my colleagues' tardiness." He put on an apologetic face, a crescendo of squeals following. The crowd was satisfied for now.

"Where are those two idiots." Raph went back to cooking at a much more forceful pace.

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Millie Hayes


Akito arrived not too long after the others, looking like he had just woken up.

"Eh, ah.... what were we doing here again...?" Akito asked, yawning. Millie shook her head, she had always been impressed with Akito's ability to sleep and sleep and sleep. The boy slept as if he had been awake for weeks.

"We need to decide what to do about the robbery." Millie answered, speaking more for herself than for everyone. She wanted to reach some sort of concensus on what to do. They had seen the thieves, even though it had been dark and the two men had been in black. They were the first to witness one of the art robberies and undoubtedly their cooperation with the police would help them find the thieves much faster. They hadn't been very cooperative to the police last night but that might have been, for Millie at least, because she was tired. When Millie was tired she found it hard to find the energy to do anything much. Her talking was reduced to grunts, simple yes and no answers and the like. "The police didn't seem very happy when they questioned us."

She glanced across at the Black Cat Cafe, "Why don't we talk about it over some lunch? I'm sure we can find a relatively quiet corner in the cafe." She nodded across the road. It was crowded with young people, women in particular, but she was sure there would be at least one table free and perhaps the amount of people in there would mean their conversation would be clocked by that of the noise around them?
Another reason to head towards the Black Cat cafe was the growing rumbling in Millie's belly. She hadn't eaten since breakfast and the smell floating over from the cafe was intoxicating.

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Donato di Niccolò di Betto Bardi


Eyes opening, blinking a couple of times as the sun nearly blinded them with it's beaming light. Getting up and out of bed, he began stretching his arms out and trying to wake himself up. He didn't know what his mood would be today but, he hoped he'd be a bit happy going to work at the cafe. He absolutely enjoyed working at the cafe. Even if he didn't talk very much, and was distant to some of the new customers. As he was getting ready for work, he remembered those four students that had spotted him and Rafaello carrying a painting. Donatello thought they were scott free but, he was wrong. They still made it out with the painting, he didn't panic or anything, he was just a little surprised.

Letting that thought continue in his mind, he walked out of his room to his living room. He really enjoyed some of the modern stuff of today but, sometimes he finds himself questioning it. Donatello wasn't much of a morning eater so he decided that he'd eat something later. Looking around for a bit, he remembered that he had left the TV on maybe he forgot to turn it off. Walking towards the TV he turned it off.

Looking at the time, he was late. He wasn't always late but, sometimes keeping track of time was getting a little difficult. Donatello walked out the door and went to the cafe'. He took his sweet time not even caring to rush because, he was already late.Walking through the door, he kept it opened for a couple of people before letting it close.

Walking towards Rafaello and Leo he nodded at some of the girls who were regulars at the cafe. Donatello sighed in his head and beside the counter. Sometimes he was late and he sometimes tried to avoid conversation and say sorry. "I am truly sorry for being late." A group of girls ran up to him, Donatello smiled and said sorry to each of him. "Excuse me, I have to get to work now."

Donatello bowed slightly and walked into the kitchen, he started to wash his hands. "I'm sorry for being late, I might have lost track of time." Actually he did lose track of time, he nodded at Rafaello and walked towards a few people that just sat down. "What can I get for you today?" He smiled and took out a pen and a notepad out of his utility belt and wrote out what they had wanted.

Looking from the corner of his eye, he had noticed the students from last night. He looked back at his notepad and bowed before walking towards the kitchen. What a lovely coincidence, he thought. He was actually lying on the lovely part. Those kids could tell the police about their location and it could ruin everything they worked for. Donatello didn't like that one bit.

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One by one… the streets around them grew more crowded. A nagging feeling spoke from the deeps of his stomach, no it wasn’t hunger. He would know if it was if it had growled. He actually prayed at first that it was hunger. Easier to dismiss, instead it had been nervousness, fear and discomfort for being in such a crowded place. It made the boy feel vulnerable…

A feeling he long ago swore he would never let himself fell. He’s a but mere human though… no matter what kind of repression he does, fear and vulnerability always finds a way to crawl in. Like now, his face barely showed his discomfort. He tried to ignore the sickening feeling at the pit of his stomach. He’s getting paranoid… ever since last night he couldn’t help but feel like something was going to happen. Pretty soon...

The boy was going to wish he listened to his gut feeling rather than his sense of morality. Did it even exist? The boy pondered upon that thought while his friends spoke only for his thoughts to run dry when he heard a familiar voice spoke.
” You guys wake up really early... Really... how do people like you get such little sleep...”

That familiar voice of the lazy Akito spoke. Minato didn’t hold back the smirk that crossed his face. A rare one that he only let his friends see, leave it to Akito to forget and fall asleep. So the next sentence that left the boy’s lips hardly shocked him. “Sheesh… And here I thought the sound of food made sure you wouldn’t forget Aki.” He spoke with a slight quirkiness in his tone. Food sounded so good right now…

If his body wasn’t still trying to wake up, his stomach would be growling along with Millie’s. Speaking of which… he poked Chie’s arm to listen he then turned back to the conversation. They…were going to eat here? True the smell of crepes was temptation on legs but still… there was that hesitation lingering in his mind that he didn’t want his friends to notice. After all they already planned this… He nearly let his thoughts wander until he heard Millie’s statement about last night. His eyes narrowed slightly. It was no brainer he hated anything that has to do with the justice system… They were a bunch of chivalric idiots who were only after fame and glory… who would rather judge an innocent rather than the perpetrator themselves.

After what happened to him in the past, it was no surprise he held a bit of contempt for the law enforcement. “I say we just forget it happened and not get involved…” The boy murmured. Still yesterday he was probably a hell lot more annoyed at the questioning. He didn’t plan on talking to those people. Ever.

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Chie Ansel


Her two other friends arrived not too long after she had, greeting them with a "Yo." or a nod as she focused on her game. Her attention however was pulled back to reality as Millie brought up the happenings of last night. The whole thing had unnerved her greatly, she had just wanted to leave and was really a lot less cooperative with the police than she should have been. Police, criminals, it all made her nervous as she often associated such things with violence. The idea of lunch however was a much happier thought to her. "Sure. Lunch sounds good."

She pocketed her game and looked across the street towards the Cafe. It looked kind of crowded, Chie preferred quieter places but this cafe was quite clearly the closest. With a short yawn and a stretch she began to walk towards the cafe, not really caring to continue simply standing around or even check if her friends were following her. She would however stop near the front door to the cafe, waiting for one of her friends to step in first as she was not quite comfortable just walking in on her own and talking to a waiter or something.

She really hoped the waiters weren't the overly friendly type. Those types always annoyed her (Then again, a lot of things annoyed her). A waiter's job is to wait, to take orders and deliver food, not to start up meaningless conversations in the hopes of garnering a larger tip. And so with a short sigh she waited for her friends to catch up.

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Millie Hayes


The cafe was, as expected, busy. It seemed the vast majority of customers were girls who were fawning over the waiters. Millie, as she caught sight of one of the waiters, had another wave of recognition. She was almost certain that she had never met any of the waiters before but...

She shook her head as she and her friends looked around for a table. Millie eventually spotted one recently vacated table and walked over to nab it before someone else could. She pulled a free seat across from another table, smiling her thanks at the occupants as she did, before she took a seat.

She glanced around the cafe, interested in the decor. She had never been here before but she could immediately see that she would like the place. Apart from the groups of girls that were worshiping the waiters the whole place had a very nice vibe to it. Millie had to admit that the leagues of fans were getting on her nerves already. She hoped it wouldn't effect the waiters taking their orders. Her stomach gave another rumble and she eagerly looked at the menu, skimming through the list of food until she found something that caught her attention.

Millie turned back to her friends and continued the conversation from outside,
"So, one to forget about it. What do you guys think?" Millie asked nodding at Minato as he was the one who had already given his opinion on the robbery.Millie wanted her friends' opinions. The robbery and following police questioning had been irritating last night and Millie, tired and not in the best of moods, had not been very cooperative. But now, as she thought of it, she hoped she hadn't too rude. They were the police after all. And what would happen to them if the thieves decided they didn't need witnesses around? Millie bit her lip, hoping that her friends' opinions would help to ease her worries.