Personality: Kotarou is not named Koutarou yet, that will come later, after the death of his mother. For simplicity’s sake, however, I will still go with Kotarou in this section. I will call his brother Shirasu, which is the name the older twin gets by the Kumou siblings later on.
Kotarou has very little experience in dealing with people. Because he has been hidden in the cave for pretty much his entire life, he has met very few people, and seen very little.
There are many things that he does not yet know of, since he has seen so little of the outside world. He knows trees, birds, water and caves, but he doesn’t know what a house looks like, or even what a stove looks like. Things that should be obvious, even during his own time period, can be a big mystery for the coung, sheltered boy. He likes to learn, but he is wary of knowing, because he doesn’t know what the knowledge will bring. Even more he is wary of sharing what he knows, even if he will silently listen in secret to any piece of information that he can get hold of.
He is wary about people knowing. Since twins are called “taboo” within the Fuuma, he doesn’t want anyone to know that he is a younger twin. It means that he should have been killed, after all, and he’s still alive. Not knowing much about how people act, what with only ever knowing his family until just recently (like, half an hour ago recently) he doesn’t know what to expect from them. He hides from the villagers because they will figure out his identity as a taboo child, and thus expects people to just know that he is one. As if it’s written on his face or somthing. And in a way, it sort of is, in the Fuuma village, since his face is identical to that of his brother’s.
He has very conflicting feelings about darkness. One the one hand, he grew up in it, so there is nothing that he is so familiar with as darkness and most often damp darkness, considering the air in the cave he grew up in. But at the same time, darkness is a prsin which he can never truly escape. Darkness gives him too much time to think, and he likes keeping himself busy in the form of training with his brother. Because when he trains, he thinks about dark things, such as the reason why he’s still alive. He just can’t understand it; if he had to live his entire life hidden in a cave, wouldn’t it have been better to just kill him from the start? He wishes that he had been killed as a baby, because thn he wouldn’t have had to stay like this; out of everyone’s sight, with no future and with the fear of dying without anyone ever knowing who he is. Because no one knowing is the same as not existing, right? That is what it seems like from observing his mother. She treats him gently, kindly, and he loves her dearly, but she’s making him live life he want to get out of. She keeps him hidden so no one will know, so no one will realize who he is and so no one will remember there ever being a second child. The darkness also makes him scared of being abandoned. He doesn’t think his brother will abandon him, he trusts Shirasu too much to think so, but he’s still scared of it. Scared that one day, his brother and his mother will tire of the boy living in a cave, so dependant on others. Being alone scares him, even if he dislikes letting his feelings and thoughts show on his face. He seems to be a very serious boy, and it's not that he isn't. He just doesn't bother with feelings on many occations; if they turn out to be inconvenient, he does his best to shut them off. He doesn't like showing his feelings to others than his brother, and will rather hide his feelings until he is completely alone, rather than showing them to someone he doesn't fully trust.
His eyes works well in darkness, and it’s easier for him to navigate in darkness by sound than it is in bright light. He might not have holed up completely, what with sneaking off to train by a pond. His senses has sharpened from his way of living, and he functions better in the darkness than he does in thel light.
Yet, he is fond of thel ight, because it forces the dark thoughts that occupies his mind out, the likes the light. It is warm, and it is welcoming, and the scent is much nicer, even if it rains. Anything is better than being holed up in the cave. Yet, he is a bit less sharp in the light, because he’s less used to it. But he doesn’t want that to stop him in any way, because being away from the darkness is always relaxing.
He works hard, but he has little opportunity to actually spar. His brother can’t be away from the village too much, and his mother doesn’t want him to be a shinobi. His only sparring partner is his brother, whom Kotarou states has talent. Shirasu doesn’t particularly agree, but Kotarou is still convinced that his brother is a true shinobi, strong and fast and aglie and immensley skilled despite his young age. At least Kotarou’s become good at swimming thanks to falling into the pond so often, courtesy of his older brother. On the other hand, Kotarou has developed his own way of fighting. As he considers himself inferior in skill, he waits for his opponent to let down their guard, and then strikes where it hurts the most.
“You are me.”
“You are also me.”
Kotarou and Shirasu are each other’s best friends. They’re a pair of twins who areincredibly close, and Kotarou relies wholeheartedly on his older brother. He doesn’t even trust their mother to that extent. With identical faces, they are like carbon copies, but Kotarou is just that. A copy. At ledast according to himself, to some degree. His brother is the free one, who can live the life of a true shinobi, which Kotarou is certain he himself will never experience. At the same time, Kotarou has the love of their mother, which Shirasu can only hope to feel once again. They share everything with each other; thoughts and dreams and anything else they can possibly share. They live their lives through each other, one pretending they can be a shinobi through the other, and one seeping up what love from their mother that is possible, through the other.
Despite wondering just what his mother's feelings stand towards him, he loves her a lot. She has cared for him all this while, after all, and he might not like being hidden, but he knows it's for her sake, too. When someone tries to hurt her, he desperately tries to protect her, even when he knows that he's weak and unable to do anything. He even ends up with severe burns over half his body and face when he tries to save her. But he also feels weak, thinking that he is unable to protect. He doesn't have the skill or the strength to protect, no matter how much he wants to.
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Kotarou has very little experience in dealing with people. Because he has been hidden in the cave for pretty much his entire life, he has met very few people, and seen very little.
There are many things that he does not yet know of, since he has seen so little of the outside world. He knows trees, birds, water and caves, but he doesn’t know what a house looks like, or even what a stove looks like. Things that should be obvious, even during his own time period, can be a big mystery for the coung, sheltered boy. He likes to learn, but he is wary of knowing, because he doesn’t know what the knowledge will bring. Even more he is wary of sharing what he knows, even if he will silently listen in secret to any piece of information that he can get hold of.
He is wary about people knowing. Since twins are called “taboo” within the Fuuma, he doesn’t want anyone to know that he is a younger twin. It means that he should have been killed, after all, and he’s still alive. Not knowing much about how people act, what with only ever knowing his family until just recently (like, half an hour ago recently) he doesn’t know what to expect from them. He hides from the villagers because they will figure out his identity as a taboo child, and thus expects people to just know that he is one. As if it’s written on his face or somthing. And in a way, it sort of is, in the Fuuma village, since his face is identical to that of his brother’s.
He has very conflicting feelings about darkness. One the one hand, he grew up in it, so there is nothing that he is so familiar with as darkness and most often damp darkness, considering the air in the cave he grew up in. But at the same time, darkness is a prsin which he can never truly escape. Darkness gives him too much time to think, and he likes keeping himself busy in the form of training with his brother. Because when he trains, he thinks about dark things, such as the reason why he’s still alive. He just can’t understand it; if he had to live his entire life hidden in a cave, wouldn’t it have been better to just kill him from the start? He wishes that he had been killed as a baby, because thn he wouldn’t have had to stay like this; out of everyone’s sight, with no future and with the fear of dying without anyone ever knowing who he is. Because no one knowing is the same as not existing, right? That is what it seems like from observing his mother. She treats him gently, kindly, and he loves her dearly, but she’s making him live life he want to get out of. She keeps him hidden so no one will know, so no one will realize who he is and so no one will remember there ever being a second child. The darkness also makes him scared of being abandoned. He doesn’t think his brother will abandon him, he trusts Shirasu too much to think so, but he’s still scared of it. Scared that one day, his brother and his mother will tire of the boy living in a cave, so dependant on others. Being alone scares him, even if he dislikes letting his feelings and thoughts show on his face. He seems to be a very serious boy, and it's not that he isn't. He just doesn't bother with feelings on many occations; if they turn out to be inconvenient, he does his best to shut them off. He doesn't like showing his feelings to others than his brother, and will rather hide his feelings until he is completely alone, rather than showing them to someone he doesn't fully trust.
His eyes works well in darkness, and it’s easier for him to navigate in darkness by sound than it is in bright light. He might not have holed up completely, what with sneaking off to train by a pond. His senses has sharpened from his way of living, and he functions better in the darkness than he does in thel light.
Yet, he is fond of thel ight, because it forces the dark thoughts that occupies his mind out, the likes the light. It is warm, and it is welcoming, and the scent is much nicer, even if it rains. Anything is better than being holed up in the cave. Yet, he is a bit less sharp in the light, because he’s less used to it. But he doesn’t want that to stop him in any way, because being away from the darkness is always relaxing.
He works hard, but he has little opportunity to actually spar. His brother can’t be away from the village too much, and his mother doesn’t want him to be a shinobi. His only sparring partner is his brother, whom Kotarou states has talent. Shirasu doesn’t particularly agree, but Kotarou is still convinced that his brother is a true shinobi, strong and fast and aglie and immensley skilled despite his young age. At least Kotarou’s become good at swimming thanks to falling into the pond so often, courtesy of his older brother. On the other hand, Kotarou has developed his own way of fighting. As he considers himself inferior in skill, he waits for his opponent to let down their guard, and then strikes where it hurts the most.
Kotarou and Shirasu are each other’s best friends. They’re a pair of twins who areincredibly close, and Kotarou relies wholeheartedly on his older brother. He doesn’t even trust their mother to that extent. With identical faces, they are like carbon copies, but Kotarou is just that. A copy. At ledast according to himself, to some degree. His brother is the free one, who can live the life of a true shinobi, which Kotarou is certain he himself will never experience. At the same time, Kotarou has the love of their mother, which Shirasu can only hope to feel once again. They share everything with each other; thoughts and dreams and anything else they can possibly share. They live their lives through each other, one pretending they can be a shinobi through the other, and one seeping up what love from their mother that is possible, through the other.
Despite wondering just what his mother's feelings stand towards him, he loves her a lot. She has cared for him all this while, after all, and he might not like being hidden, but he knows it's for her sake, too. When someone tries to hurt her, he desperately tries to protect her, even when he knows that he's weak and unable to do anything. He even ends up with severe burns over half his body and face when he tries to save her. But he also feels weak, thinking that he is unable to protect. He doesn't have the skill or the strength to protect, no matter how much he wants to.