My name is Akuma, which means demon. It's a rather fitting name I guess.I'll tell you now what I look like so there's no confusion later. I have white hair that is tipped with black, and I have colorless black eyes. My skin is deadly pale, but that's due to the demon inside me. I use only chakra to live, I have very little blood circling through my body, and my heart doesn't actually do anything, it's only my chakra moving the blood.

Anyway, I'm eleven years old, and graduating from the academy early. Ever since I was just a child I wanted to be a ninja, and I've had a strong desire for blood ever since I was little.

I was given my name the day I was born when they sealed the shadow demon inside me. I speak with him often, because I have nobody else to speak with. My mother died at my birth, and my father disowned me soon after.

So, I became an orphan. I was hated and despised more than the boy with the nine-tails inside him, but I didn't care what they thought. After all, it wasn't their choice on how I lived.

I looked up as Iruka-sensei called out my name, "Team 3, Dārin Hana, Dārin Chūrippu, and Akuma." So I was with the two civilian twins named after flowers. What's with this place? Everyone's name after flowers these days. I mean Hana means rose, and Chūrippu means Tulip. There's even a girl in this class named Sakura. I stood with my teammates and trailed with them after the man who had announced himself as Nara Taidana, Sensei of team three.

The man was lazy. As he walked he dragged his feet and repeatedly muttered troublesome.

We sat out in front of the academy, and we all introduced ourselves. I didn't really care much, so I didn't listen.

Sensei yawned and threw a larger rock at me. It hit the side of my head as I watched the clouds. "Hm? Oh, I'm Akuma. I don't really like anything, I have no known dislikes, and having a dream is pointless."

"How so?" Sensei mused.

"The rules of being a ninja imply that there is no room for own personal goals. It is the mission, and only the mission, there is nothing else."

Sensei raised an eyebrow, "Then what's the fun in being a shinobi?"

"I enjoy killing," I replied simply with a straight face.

The two civilian girls flinched back, but Sensei only blinked. "Oh yes, I was informed that's somewhat why you got your name."

I nodded.

The twins looked slightly frightened, "So you really are a demon?" One squeaked.

"Of course!"I smiled, "Why else would I be called Akuma?"

The stumbled, and Sensi groaned, "I don't feel like testing you right now so meet me at training ground three tomorrow at twelve. Don't be late." Sensei then flickered away, a few shadows twisting in the air, that I began to play with.

They danced around my fingers, and I was mildly aware of my two team members scrambling away.

I looked up finally, and huffed in mild annoyance, "They could've at least said bye to me. I thought civilian kids were supposed to have better manners than shinobi children."