Chapter 1: Who?

A/N: Well! this is the first time that i have posted something that is more... awkward *instant death to self* But please! do reveiew cause then i will continue this craziness and actually make a plot line out of it! Im thinking ItaNeji - but i really dont know yet, to tell what you would like :)

"P-please," the young male whimpered, "N-no more."

The older man snickered down at the male, "The little girl wants to get some beauty sleep?"

The younger boy nodded, not fighting the insults any more. Through blurry eyes he could see a shiny object, then piercing pain in his forehead. Tears poured freely from his eyes, the pain blacking out the rest of his vision.

The older male chuckled at the younger's scream, "That's what you get for begging." With that, the older walked out of the room, his need being filled.

"Uncle you bastard," the male shuddered, falling into a dreamless sleep.

"Neji!" the teacher shouted at the boy.

"Yes?" he replied, internally wincing from the harsh tone that the teacher had used.

"Office. Now," she said; the class laughing as he walked out of the room.

"You called?" the Hyuga asked the principle.

"Yes," the principle said, turning in her chair to face the Hyuuga, "A not came from home."

Neji instantly stiffened at the thought of home, but regained his careless demeanor almost as quickly.

"It's from your cousin, Hinata."

Again almost spontaneous panic before the male looked at her, "What does it say?"

"About what happened last night."

"What happened?" he didn't want this to turn into a shouting match, getting suspended would be one of the worst things that could happen to him.

"It's about how your uncle lost hundreds of dollars last night, gambling."

Neji forced himself to act surprised, and tried to stifle the sigh of relief that threatened to escape from his lips.

"You don't seem too effected by this face," she said, leaning forwards to the male, "Why would this be?"

He shrugged, glancing down at his watch, "Class is ending; may I be excused?"

She paused for a moment, "Take it off."

"W-what?" losing his cool outer voice.

"The bandages around your head," she said, almost smiling at the startled male.

"No," he said firmly, "I'm going to be late now." He didn't even say 'good bye' as he left the room in a huff.

"Lady Tsunade," a female said, standing in the doorway.

"Yes, Shizune?" the principle asked her assistant.

"What's wrong with him?"

Tsunade sighed, leaning backwards now into the swivel chair, "I only have theories until he actually tells us what is going on in his probably incredibly complicated life."

"How would it be complicated if how he acts is from some kind of abuse?" the assistant questioned.

"It's how people interact with each other, the natural way of life. Although it is completely wrong, it's how people show others that they are in control of their life, or some kind of stressor made the abuser act out in this way."

"Ah," Shizune nodded, "Something to mentally chew for a while."

The principle smiled, "Yes."

Neji shook off the strange feeling that he was being watched and grabbed his bag from his other class as the bell rang.

"Shit," he muttered, running down the empty hallway and tugging on the locked door of his next class.

"Tardy," he cursed, leaning against the door and waiting for the teacher to open it after attendance.

"Who would have thought," A cruel voice said, followed by a couple snickers, "That the brilliant Hyuuga was actually late to class."

'If only,' he thought, cursing his luck, 'If only I had grabbed my bags before going to the goddamn principal's office.'

"Well aren't you going to say something," the older male teased, leaning forward into the Hyuuga's space, "Prodigy."

The male twitched at the word, but tried not to display emotion on his face, "Shouldn't you be at your classroom doors instead of praying on this one, seems strange of you to focus on this door, Sasori."

The redhead smirked, and pulled away from the male, "It seems that this male doesn't want to play today boys." A couple groans as well as laughs, "Maybe we should get him in the mood?"

At that moment the teacher opened the door, Neji falling backwards into the room. He realized this after looking up at the teacher with a dazed look.

"Well," the teacher said, looking at the scene, the people inside of the classroom laughing at the male once more in the day, "It seems that we have a problem here, yes?"

"No, Sensei," the redhead sneered at the teacher, "Just doing out duty as seniors helping out the lower classmen."

The teacher nodded and helped the dazed student off the ground and told him to wait in the room as he dealt with the males outside of the classroom attendance.

"So, Neji," one of the students sneered at him, stupid brunet haired female, "What did you get into this time? Was it one of your druggy friends?"

Snickers at the comment, as the male sat down at his desk, trying to block the taunts that flew over his head that would stick to the back of his mind; like some annoying gum that gets stuck in the victim's hair as they sleep.

"Alright let's get started," the teacher said coming back in from the hallway, "Health! The one thing in the world that is always consistent."

Neji zoned out, this being the first day of the quarter all it was were introductions to the separate classes.

The bell rang, sooner than expected for the young Hyuuga.

He grumbled something under his breath as he got up from his desk to see an orange haired male staring down at him.

"What do you want?" he questioned, backing up away from the male, "The day is over, it's not like you can't you know, leave."

The orange haired chuckled, "Why would I do that after everything that I did just to talk to you?"

The Hyuuga paused and leaned against the back of the chair that was behind him, "What do you mean, to talk with me?"