Yugakure, also known as 'the village hidden in the steam', was a small shinobi village known for its hot springs and abstinence in the war. It wasn't uncommon for people from other villages to visit the little town for vacations to enjoy the springs there, since it was untouched by the raging battles.
The village still had its own shinobi school though, and had its share of jounin, chuunin, and genin, as well as a self-appointed kage.
It was a normal shinobi village, just like any other, only smaller and less crowded. However, things had been thrown out of balance one day when a young boy with silver hair and pink-lavender eyes was born. It wasn't only odd that he was albino, though as he got older, it was discovered he had been born without the ability to have a chakra reserve.
His parents were incredibly disappointed at this revelation, being that without chakra, one could never be a proper ninja, and to not be a ninja in a shinobi village was a disgrace.
To make matters worse, the boy had set his heart on making jounin and refused to let it go, despite knowing about his 'birth defect'.
Eventually the school's officials and his parents were tired of his pestering and allowed him to enter the academy, though he failed the genin exam time and time again, and it was clear he would never pass anytime soon.
His parents were ashamed of him, and soon practically disowned him all together. After all, who would claim a cursed child, forever marked to be different as an albino and his lack of chakra?
The boy's name was Hidan, and even though he went through constant abuse at the school, he endured through it, not giving up on becoming jounin.
As Hidan walked to academy, he was aware of the scowls the other students cast him, trainees and genin alike. He shifted uncomfortably at the looks. Even though he received them every day, they still unnerved him.
Most students started at age 12 and graduated within a year, but due to Hidan's constant failing of the exams, he was now 14 and still struggling to pass the genin exam.
The problem was he had put his time into building his muscles, so instead of being lean, he was slightly bulkier in the shoulders and arms than the other students. He knew he was incapable of jutsu, his weapon-weilding skills were less than proficient, and his analysis and strategy abilities were pathetic. He also knew his only chance was to use brute strength, but with his extra bulk, he was the slowest in the school, and was never able to land a hit.
And what really got him every time was the fact that the final exam to become a genin was to make a clone; the most basic jutsu there was, which he failed every time. No matter how hard he studied or payed attention in class, even if he passed every paper test, he was always doomed to fail at making a clone.
After failing the final exam for a third time, he had given up passing tests. No one offered him help, and he had been through all these lessons 3 times now. He no longer cared if he flunked the written tests, he just wanted to pass the clone test.
"Look, it's the freak again.."
"God, why hasn't he just killed himself yet?"
"It's not like anyone will miss him..."
"He's just wasting space..."
Hidan did his best to block out the cruel words, though it still hurt.
As he approached the door, a group of genin sneered at him. "Why do you even bother coming here anymore? You know you're just going to fail... Just accept you'll be nothing more than the most useless person to ever exist!"
Hidan glared back defiantly. "Forget it... I'm not giving up..."
The bell rang then and Hidan quickly ran into the building, lest the genin decide to beat him yet again.
They'll get me after school no doubt though...
Hidan took his seat in the back of the class. He didn't like being up front, nor having people behind him. He'd had enough bad experiences of students throwing things at him during class and getting in trouble when his temper took over.
As the seats filled in, the sensei soon began the lesson and Hidan zoned out. There wasn't any point in listening anymore.
The silver-haired boy came back to reality as he found the sensei standing next to him and calling his name, looking furious.
"You think you can afford to sleep through my class?! You ungrateful brat, you're the last one who can afford to miss out! You've failed the genin exam 3 times! God, don't you ever get tired of bringing dishonor on your family's name?!" The sensei snarled.
Hidan gave him a bored look. He'd heard this speech too many times to care. "What's the point? I can't do jutsus, so I'll never pass anyways..."
"Go to the front of the class. Maybe then something will get through your thick skull..."
The other students snickered and cast him cruel looks as the sensei escorted him to the front row of seats.
Not much time passed before the paper hornets started hitting his back. It stung, but he could put up with it. The sensei clearly saw it was happening, but made no move to stop the other student from shooting them and Hidan even caught him giving the student a thumbs up of approval.
Hidan scowled, though remained silent, knowing he'd just get himself in trouble and piss his parents off even more.
As if they could hate me any more...
When the paper hornets didn't get a reaction, the other students took a small shuriken from a pouch on his belt, and threw it at Hidan. It buried itself just next to his spine, and he jumped up with a yelp of pain and alarm, feeling blood soaking through his shirt.
The sensei shot him an angry look. "Hidan! How dare you interrupt my class?!"
"He threw a shuriken at me!" Hidan yelled in his own defense, though the sensei didn't seem to care.
"Sit back down and if you make one more sound, I'll have you expelled!"
Hidan just nodded weakly and slumped back into his seat, spending the rest of the class biting his lip to keep in any whimpers as shuriken continued to be thrown at him through the rest of the lesson.
Once the school was finally let out, Hidan stood quickly, hoping to get off the academy's grounds before the genin got to him.
However, the sensei had other ideas. "Hidan, stay back a moment. I need to talk to you."
Cursing under his breath, he turned back to face him, hoping it wouldn't take long. "What is it?"
"I want you to know, I'll hold one more genin exam for you, but if you fail it, I'll have you kicked out of the academy."
Hidan felt panic setting in. "When will it be?"
The sensei smiled darkly. "Tomorrow. You better have a clone ready by then."
Hidan nodded slightly, then took off out of the school, his thoughts racing.
How the hell am I going to learn to make a clone in one day by myself? I'll never make jounin at this rate...
He was interrupted from his thoughts as something hard collided with his temple. Hidan feel to the ground in pain, and saw a rock with blood on it next to his head, and soon blood leaked into his eyes. He sat up and wiped the blood away, looking up to see the group of genin from before looking down on him.
"Heard your last chance is tomorrow, freak. You're never going to make it, and your life will be nothing if you're not a true shinobi. Just go die already..."
Hidan snarled and stood, facing him furiously. "Shut the hell up! I'll pass and make jounin, just you wait!"
The group burst out laughing. "Oh really? How will you pass without jutsus, huh? And what about becoming jounin? There's no such thing as a jounin without even a clone jutsu! You're such a dumbass! No wonder the village and your parents hate you so much. When are you going to learn?"
In his anger, Hidan yelled, "I can make a clone!" He knew it was a lie, but it was too late to turn back now.
"Oh really? Show us then!"
Knowing he'd gotten himself in trouble that he couldn't back out of, he made the clone hand sign and focused as best he could.
He heard a poof of smoke next to him that signified the making of a clone, but when he looked over at it, it was pure white and looked only two-dimensional and sickly. Unable to stand on its own, the diseased looking clone collapsed to the ground in a heap, the small impact with the ground being enough to disperse it.
The genin howled in laughter. "Good job, jounin! I couldn't tell the difference!"
"To be fair, it was as weak and pale as him..." One of the others sneered.
Hidan felt his anger boil over and he lunged at the nearest genin, fist drawn back and ready to strike.
But as always, he was too slow and his attack was easily dodged, and the genin kicked him hard in the face.
Hidan was knocked to the ground and the air was knocked out of him. He groaned and soon realized the genin had surrounded him, and before he could react, they were all kicking him while he was down.
By the time the genin had lost interest in beating the albino and left, Hidan was barely conscious and was in a puddle of his own blood, and he stared off at nothing.
This always happens... Every time... My parents don't even notice when I get beaten too badly to get home... They don't care if I die... Maybe I should just kill myself... I'll never make a decent clone tomorrow... I really am the most pathetic person ever, aren't I..? I'm stupid, I can't throw shuriken or kunai straight, I can't use jutsus... I am just a failure... I'll never make jounin... I should just give up, huh..? Hidan thought to himself miserably. No... They'd all enjoy that too much... They all just want to see me break... Well... They've got another thing coming!
