Katsuo was the kind of kid you always wish you were, rich, talented, and a ladies man. His grandfather was the dean of Mitsuhashi's literature department, his father was the CEO of one of Japan's biggest law firms, his uncle was the campaign director for the Prime Minister, and his mother was an independent author. Though it was more of a hobby than a real job, she still took pleasure in forcing her child to read her horrible, messy handwriting, scrawled out on lined paper.
Katsuo, however, hated to read. Sure, it had been amazing to actually be able to when he was five, but as a pre-teen and teenager, having books forced upon him was close to a crime. His mother, giving him forty sheets of lined paper to look through, saying she edited the plot, and then his school teacher, giving him two long books and telling him to read them both by next Friday. His parents thought he might do well the editing department at Onodera Publication, seeing as they were both family friends and that Katsuo had extra experience with it.
His true passion though, regardless of his parents wishes, was to deejay. Music had really been the only constant in his life throughout the years, that and the deadening amount of bad literature he had to read in one day, minus the amount of Usami literature, because that shit was actually interesting.
It started off when he was seven, and he snuck into his father's law firm, where, by chance, there was some sort of celebration, like they had just won a big case or something. There was a dance and everything to celebrate; drinks, loud and booming music, strobe lights. And that's where he fell in love.
The party scene was his home. The loudness, the darkness, and, of course, the fun of everything. Just letting loose and having a good time.
Katsuo may not admit it, but since then, he's delved a bit into the even more wild side of club activity, the drinking, the drugs. He's got the money to sustain himself, but his need for the substances have toned down a bit after entering high school. Before then, he felt the need to use them to make and keep friends, but now, there's got to be someone who he can connect with, right?
The beginning year of high school was difficult, and when he finally got accustomed to the workload, the teachers planted more and more work onto him. He had no time to go out to the under-18 clubs to practice his music, nor did he have the time to hang out with any of his 'friends'.
His life was consumed by misery, and when his parents finally took the time to notice, they issued a family trip to visit Hokkaido, which Katsuo was wholeheartedly against. But they took the train to Hokkaido regardless, and Katsuo ended up watching his parents marvel at the Marimo there while he played around on his phone. And though he won't usually admit it, Katsuo was relaxed and ready to challenge anything his teachers threw at him after the trip.
It was next year, in the new wave of 10th graders coming in from Junior High, that he finally made the friends he was looking for. Friends that would never abandon him. He found the two in a chance encounter, by accident really, a boy and a girl. One fiery and resilient, the other shy and easily-embarrassed.
The two had been discussing something as he walked by during lunch period. At first, he thought nothing of it, but when the name Usami came up, he blanched. Had he been talking about THE Usami? Y'know, the one that's always in the news, writes relatively good books, and has the kid and stu- he took another quick glance out of the corner of his eye.
Yep, Katsuo thought, that's definantly his kid.
He stopped the pair with a handshake and a quick exchanging of names.
"Katsuo Miyamoto. I'm a big fan of your father's." he gave a nod and flopped down beside the silverette. Bringing out his bento that his mother had halfheartedly prepared for him this morning, the three began to talk of anything that came to mind, as if old friends.
A/N: yes, yes, I know this chapter absolutely sucks, but I just needed to advance the story, at the expenses of what could've been a fan-fucking-tastic backstory. Well, anyways, congrats you made it this far! Here, have a cookie. *hands you cookie*
edit: HEY LOOK AT THIS: now that I have your attention, Katsuo is Risako's (Shinobu's sisters) son, and therefore, Shinobu is his uncle. For the purposes of this story, Shinobu and Miyagi have come out as a couple.