A/N: I'm going to apologise now for the parents back story... And the mother's name. I'm bad when it comes to doing that for characters I won't properly feature strongly past name reference. The name apology will make more sense next chapter when I post it, but still... apology now.
I'm jumping the band wagon for stories on Fujimoto's past. I've seen amazing ones, and some not so amazing. So I thought I'd try it, with more thought not into why he doesn't like humans, but into maybe why he was so concerned over Ponyo becoming a human and falling in love with a human. Anyway, enjoy.
Fujimoto had, as much as he hated it, been human. When he had watched Ponyo kiss Sosuke, turning for the final time into a human, his heart sank at the prospect of her repeating what he had done in reverse. Why, he thought, anyone who had the whole ocean to explore would want to become human, confused him. The whole event of the past few days confused him.
Staring down at the small drift of water he was stood in, where he was stuck, he sighed and turned around. Wading his way to his boat, he took a final look at Ponyo, Brunhilda, before climbing aboard the deck and feeling the living boat descend bellow the water.
As the boat steered through the water, heading to the coral castle, he wondered about his own experiences with falling in love. In love with the ocean, and someone he shouldn't have.
His story was not that different from Ponyo's.
He was the youngest of three children. His mother, whose parents were westerners who moved to Japan, and father from the heart of Tokyo. Both had met by almost chance and fallen in love and had seen so much of the world. They moved from Japan but soon found themselves years later, during their pregnancy of Fujimoto, moving back to Japan where they felt they should be. This change in home meant Fujimoto was named to appear more Japanese like his father, but none the less he stood out as not appearing like his father.
Fujimoto stood out against his older siblings, who both appeared as twins despite a year between their ages. His much brighter hair that always fell to his shoulders was wavy and a constant mess, a look common to his mother. But, he had his father's hollow face, giving his eyes a haunted look and a constant tired appearance. The only feature he appreciated from such a young age was his eyes. Wide and bright blue, they always had a sparkle - even in the dark. The second and final feature from his mother.
Both his brother and sister had darker auburn hair and had their mothers face that was relaxed and soft. They didn't have the blue eyes however; his sister had darker but lifeless blue eyes, while his brother had brown eyes from their father.
Fujimoto defiantly stood out against his family, even though his parents loved him dearly and his sister always clung to him. But it was perhaps his brother and his constant out casting, caused his life to flow how it did towards the sea.