Neji Hyuuga was a man of many talents. He came from a good village and a well respected clan. The Hyuuga clan. It was separated into two groups of people from the clan. The main house and the branch house. The problem was, the way the rest of the village and clan viewed those bred Into the clan. They viewed them as though they were cobblestone you could separate by color. Essentially, that's what they did.
Those born first were considered royalty. Those unlucky enough to be born second were considered a disgrace to the clan. They were than handed off and branded with the caged bird seal to protect the secrets of the clan. The main house's occupants were not branded as they were considered superior to other members. Even those born to the main family, were trained almost as soon as they could walk in the abilities and secrets of the clan. When you were tested, by a main clan member, and in company of the clan elders, it was crucial you passed. If not, you were thrown to an available sensei of the village.
It was almost war, daily in that clan. You had to be respected to survive. The clan elders were members of the main house. They were the cabinet of the clan. They sacrificed members of the clan as they saw fit like lambs to the slaughter.
This was part of the reason Neji was so emotionally unhinged. His father had willingly sacrificed himself to protect the main house of the clan. He hated that his father had abandoned him just to protect the clan. Neji acknowledged his fellow clan members, but showed nothing but the bare minimum of respect he was forced to show the main family. You see, the branch family was to serve the main family in anyway they deemed fit. He harbored a deep hatred for those of the main branch of the clan save for his cousin Hinata Hyuuga and his uncle Hiashi Hyuuga.
Hiashi Hyuuga acknowledged Neji and Hinata, but nothing more. He treated those he deemed as not having potential, as if they were cracked, useless pieces of glass to be thrown away. Neji at the moment, was behind the Hyuuga compound, working on his flexibility needed for the use of his clans bloodline limit, the Bykugan. The quick moves he was executing were beautifully intricate and graceful.
As he finished up with his routine, he felt the familiar thick, suffocating bubble of chakra that he associated with as a member of the Hyuuga clan. he tensed.
As the footsteps got closer, he came out of his stance and slowly turned around. His assumptions had been correct. " Well your the last person I want to see on these grounds." said one of the Hyuuga members. Neji stayed silent knowing that it would only anger the man if he spoke. Suddenly, the man rushed at him. chakra pouring out of him at an astonishing rate, all directed towards Neji. The man flew into a rage. Launching a series of jabs and close hits. Neji could do nothing but stand there, taking the onslaught as it came, and getting tossed around like a rag doll.
Finally, it ended. Neji was grateful. As he lay there on the ground, in a large rapidly spreading puddle of blood. He sighed, even though he was in excruciating pain. At the fact that he was once again, blind due to too many chakra jabs to the back of his neck. Though it wasn't too often he got hit, he did wind up with lasting damage that resulted in the occasional bouts of blindness.
