Story: Hidan and the gang have grown up, their own kids in high school now. But whats this? Hidan is in jail on a false charge, leaving his young son to be put through the torture of the foster care system. He's been put with an abusive foster father, who only cares about the money he gets for keeping the young boy. But now Kazu is in Akatsuki High, the school his own father went to. And all his father's old friends send their kids to. Things are about to get interesting for young Kazu...
Disclaimer: Fathers (c) Kishimoto
Kids and Extras (c) Me

A/N: I'm still in the middle of writing this story, so don't be surprised if it has a random update schedule. I might also mix some characters and names up, so please, tell me if I do because I would really like to know where I mess up! I know some of the names are stupid, but they were all I could think of. Please Rate and Review so I can improve!

It had been three years since he had seen his father, since the police officers had dragged him from his house on false charges of murder. At least his father had only gotten five years in jail… at least he only had two more years of these foster homes. Well… two more years of this particular one.

Kazu had hidden in his room since his foster father had returned home and smacked him with a wine bottle. He had lost yet another job and taken it out on his "son", calling him an ungrateful bitch and telling him that he should be grateful that he had taken Kazu in and given him a home, was putting him through a very expensive and prestigious school… and Kazu would trade all of it to just have his father back.

"Great…" Kazu muttered when he glanced at his alarm clock. An hour until school started and he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep, too terrified to even let his eyes close for a moment. His foster father was a monster when he was drunk, and that was most nights. He had already stolen something from Kazu that he could never get back…

"I'll just take a shower." The young male stood, running a hand through his silver hair before stalking to his bedroom door. His foster father would be passed out by now, completely oblivious to the fact his "son" had left for his very first day of school. Slipping out of his bedroom, Kazu darted into the bathroom and began the shower. He needed to wipe the grime from yesterday from his too-thin body.

"I hate that prick," Kazu muttered as he stripped his clothes and jumped into the shower, grabbing a bar of soap. "He gets fired from yet another job, goes and fucks a whore, forgets that his "son" doesn't have any money to go shopping for the food that was missing from the house, and then comes home and fucking smacks me with a wine bottle! Fucking child services… Damn it!" Kazu spun and punched the tile wall of the shower. "Can't fucking believe I'm only sixteen! I just fucking want my dad back! Why can't the police and district attorney's just admit they made a mistake and give him back?" Kazu hastily wiped at the tears before ducking under the scalding water.

"Oh well… Better head to school. Won't hurt to leave now, I'm obviously not getting a ride there…" Kazu turned the shower knob, effectively turning the water off. He stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel to wrap around his figure.

It was such bullshit, this school he was being sent to. He had inherited his father's tendency to get into fights with every person he saw, he hadn't inherited his brains. And the only thing he had gotten from his mother was his ice-blue eyes. Of course, that's really all her knew about her… But that still didn't explain how his foster father had even gotten him into such a brainy school! It was probably really a mental institution that he was going to be stuck in for the rest of his life…

He walked to his room, brush in hand as he closed the door. He couldn't stand having messy hair; his father had drilled that into him. Mainly because he had his father's silver hair and Hidan couldn't stand seeing his boy with hair that fell into his eyes every few minutes. He pulled out a pair of baggy jeans and black boxers, dropping his towel to pull them on. Red socks came on next, and Kazu dug into his closet to find his checkered red and black vans. Next came a black wife beater before a baggy black t-shit with a skull emblem, all covered by a much-too-big dark grey hoodie. He pulled the hoodie over his eyes after running the comb through his short hair a few times.

"Off to school…" he muttered, grabbing his back-pack and swinging it over his shoulder before exiting his room. Before he left the house, he grabbed the lunch he had made himself the day before. Just a plain peanut butter and jelly sandwich would get him through the day. Plus, it was all he had the ingredients to make.

"Bye…" Kazu muttered to no one in particular as he left the house for his first day of his junior year.