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Cacophony

See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.

Created on 2008-09-23 17:18:36 (#16656434), last updated 2009-09-22

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Name:	Közi
Birthdate:	1974-05-29
Website:	Bakuzen Byouin

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Kozi-san.

A name implying strict business, and coincidentally (or not) those same two words are best attributed to the man who owns it.

Though it wasn't always like that.

Back when he was simply known as Kozi, no formal –san included, the scrawny boy sporting a bowl cut hairdo and high rise shorts existed as the magnet of attention wherever he went, but unfortunately not in the way he could appreciate. Because Kozi was born with health insufficiencies and was especially antisocial, the other school children harassed him a lot, sometimes going so far as to beat him physically when he was outnumbered by them when the teachers were preoccupied. When everything ended, he had been pinned with the blame for the fights which he never started and a humiliating phone call was made to his mother per every instance of what Kozi couldn't prevent.

"My mommy told me that your daddy was a drug addict and he left your family because he needed more money to buy them!"
"That's also why your skin is so pale. Ew, you look like you have a disease!"
"And you live in that ugly neighborhood where all the poor people are from!"
"Why would we want to be your friend?"

Sooner or later Kozi wondered if having a friend was worth it at all. After what he had been though, after all of the ugliness he had seen in people, why would he want a friend, period? An extreme introvert like himself could get along without others, he thought. Convinced that he was right, whenever Kozi had an opportunity to avoid anyone, he would, although it didn’t prevent bullies from swarming around him.

Kozi became used to the routine and returned to the same home in the same disgusted mood as usual, although he had difficulty adjusting to a new member in his household, a new idiot to replace the first as his father. Although the man wasn’t irresponsible, he wasn’t anyone who Kozi wanted relations with, or just be related to.

He was annoying but nothing could prepare Kozi for the second idiot who took too much after his father.

They named him Juka, a bright eyed boy who, unfortunately, wasn't as bright in the head. Besides what the seven year difference did, Kozi found other things about his new half sibling which made it almost impossible for him to deal with, the most bothersome of all being that his mother seemed to give more of her love to the cheerful energetic boy and became less aware of the other-- him, the first one. Jealous of Juka, Kozi shunned all three of his family, ignoring them completely whenever he could.

"Don't go away, Kozei-nii. I like you."

Such a bothersome kid! Why couldn’t Juka leave him alone?!

Eventually, Kozi let it go. It wasn't exactly easy to disregard a shadow which not only followed him everywhere but also couldn’t find it in his ability to shut up!! Nonetheless, no matter how much he admonished his younger brother, Juka always forgave and continued to stick himself to Kozi through thick and thin throughout the years until Kozi had graduated from university to pursue an internship as an investigator. At twenty two years of age he moved out of his home and relocated to Kyoto, where a new chapter of his life began, shaping him into a new person.

Every day with heaps of papers and folders mounted on his desk reminded him of how taxing life was, but he wanted to live it well. Afraid of what he might lose by slackening his diligence just a little bit, Kozi worked through day and night seven days a week with hardly any breaks in between to land a promising job in the Bureau until he was honored with an investigator position.

So far, it was good, life. Kozi couldn’t be bothered to change his workaholic ways when things were coming together so well. He had a decently paying job, (enough) respect among his peers, a place of his own..

Friends? Tch, a waste of time.
And money.

Alas, life disagreed so it was only appropriate to add some spice to the drab way Kozi lived it.

"Kozei-niisan!!"

Kozi stared at the most recent addition to the Bureau and tried so hard not to make a scene by exploding out of sheer bewilderment. It.. must have been a joke... right? That wasn't Juka standing directly in front of him in a guard’s uniform. He probably had too much to drink at home the night before...

"You’re here too, bro? Oh.. What a coincidence! Guess what, I'm going to work here too from now on! We'll be together again like old times!! Isn't that great?!"

Speechless, Kozi replied with the only grating sound fitful for how his nerves were tolerating this well played backstabbing by fate.

"...Tch."

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