ooo. 友達だけ。
You cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just curious
How you're planning to go about
Name: Hyuuga Neji.
Age: Nineteen.
Portrayed By: Akanishi Jin.
Gang: Konohagumi.
Tattoo: Neji has two tattoos-the first is the Hyuuga Bunke manji on his forehead, which he covers with a white cloth whenever he’s not alone. The second is an elegant but simple black bird tattoo that begins with the bird’s beak just beneath his navel with the tail feathers trailing up his right side. The Konohagumi leaf is grafted into the bird’s design.
Personality: There is much to say about who Neji was before his father’s death, but all those facts would be pointless in understanding who he is as a person now. Because his relationship with his parents was such a close one, when he was separated from them, it was devastating and thoroughly revolutionizing. Of course, there’s a lot of hatred there-it’s a good place to begin. There’s the hatred that he holds for his uncle, who he blames for his father’s death and his mother’s subsequent departure, hatred for his position in life (Fate, as the Hyuuga describe it), and hatred for his parents and how they ultimately chose to abandon him.
But deep down, Neji is a hypocrite, a fact which he acknowledges, begrudgingly and only to himself. He knows that he is a genius (and never shies away from asserting that, should it be necessary), that he has no control over his life, and that a loser will always be a loser. But throughout his life, there has been the unshakable urge to overcome the constraints that his family, and Fate, have put on him. Deep down, part of him thinks he can defy his Fate. Deep down, Neji does not believe in class systems.
He lives his life according to that Fatalistic belief, though. He uses it against others because he knows it will make them react, and reaction poses opposition, and opposition makes him stronger. In opposition is how Neji has lived ever since his father died. He rebels against his uncle as much as he can; he takes shots when he can, where he can. All with the haughty air of the elite, the holier-than-thou, the naturally privileged. And it’s a shame for those who can’t stand in the face of that.
History: On a particularly hot, wan day in July, Hyuuga Neji took his first breath of heavy air in the back room of one of the oldest clubs in Tokyo. It was a small plot of land, sizeable when compared to most of the pieces available in the city those days, but nothing more than an eyesore, really. Once called The Starlight, the building desperately needed to be remodeled, and was scheduled for renovation just two days after Neji's birth. Ironically, this was where Neji would spend most of his adolescence, sandwiched between Shibuya Station and Hachikou Square.
It was the last place for a child, much less a newborn. But when labor began, Hyuuga Sumare knew there would be no getting to a hospital in time. What had started as an impromptu tour of the Hyuuga clan’s-and by association, the Konhagumi-new investment quickly became the premature birth of their new prodigy, so when Neji first opened his eyes under the murky golden glow of the shuttered afternoon light, it was not the face of a generic medical professional’s that he saw, but his own father’s.
He was immediately apprehended by his grandmother, who scrubbed him clean-or nearly clean-with a dirty bar towel, and took him out into the somewhat clearer light of a downtown Tokyo sidewalk, where she promptly deemed him defective. "This baby doesn't cry," she told Neji's father, Hizashi, as she examined Neji head to toe, "Better watch your wife while I pray for you."
Then she took Neji to the Sensoji Temple, where he fell asleep to the smell of incense and the dull roar of temple crowds; to the murmur of wishes for absolution without repentance…right in the middle of Otogumi territory.
When Neji was younger, he lived with his parents in the Izumi ward of Sendai, a fact which he didn't learn was a point of contention for his father's family until he got older and learned more about the Hyuuga system. Actually, Neji had quite a peaceful childhood: despite not speaking until he was nearly three, he showed signs of high intelligence from the start. Because of this and the easily recognizable Hyuuga name, most of Neji's early education was derived from a private tutor. When he was placed in primary school at the age of seven for "social acclimation," Neji's fund of knowledge was already well ahead of what was expected from his peers.
Be it from his lack of social experience as a young child, or a fateful twist of personality, Neji spent most of his time with adults. His father began teaching him the family martial arts style at age four, he began learning the piano as was instructed by Hyuuga doctrine at five, and grew up in the relative simplicity of ordered life. Even so, he had few friends. His parents were his companions, despite his father often being away on business.
Neji was nine years old when he was first exposed to that family business on a less than superficial level. It was a hot week to be spent at the Hyuuga Compound in Tokyo, a week that not only encompassed his birthday on July third, but also the Tanabata Festival, which fell just four days later. Sprawled on the tatami of one of the many rooms of his clan's ancient house with his two younger cousins one day, Neji became aware of a heated argument between his father and uncle, perfectly audible through the open outer door. Though they couldn't follow what was being said, the three young Hyuuga children found themselves roused by the tension in the familiar voices. A few minutes later, Hyuuga Hiashi (the Hyuuga clan head and Neji's father's twin brother) came into the room and took Neji away.
It wasn't that Neji had been ignorant of his family's connections, but with no close friends to compare with, Neji viewed his family situation as normal. Over the next year, "normal" became something much different than what Neji was used to. After receiving the Hyuuga Bunke manji (a thin, boxed spiral tattoo) on his forehead two days after his ninth birthday, Neji was fully exposed to the world that his parents had been keeping him from-the world, first and foremost, of his family, and then later that of the Konohagumi.
Being dubbed as a second-class citizen in his own family had little effect on Neji as a young boy, mostly because he didn't understand what it meant. He was perceptive enough to take cues from his father's behavior though, and the tension and hatred that had been carefully concealed before Neji was formally inducted into the clan practices quickly became apparent once his father dropped his carefully tailored façade. But why the tension, why the hatred? It was evident in everyday life, but living in Sendai, away from the clan, Neji remained in the dark.
Until he was eleven, life continued mostly as normal. Then one night, his father went away on a business trip and didn’t come back.
At the funeral, Neji asked his grandmother what had happened to his father. The tears that had collected in the corners of her eyes dried up before she looked down at her only grandson and said, after a long pause, “Your father’s purpose was to live and die for us. He did.”
After that, Neji quickly learned what it meant to be a Hyuuga Bunke member. Deep in the Tokyo underground, it was easy to owe a life debt; for that, it was best to have some whose lives were expendable. Neji came to understand that his was one of those lives, and there was nothing to be done about it.
Unlike the others in Konohagumi, it was not Neji’s choice to be involved with the yakuza. He was born in through his family, and could not escape it. After his father died, Neji and his mother were forced to move to the Hyuuga Compound in Tokyo. As if to add insult to injury, because she was no longer protected through marriage to Hizashi, Sumare was told to choose between remarrying into the Hyuuga, or losing the protection of the clan. In the Tokyo underground, for a spouse of a well-known, much envied man, this was essentially a death sentence. So Sumare chose life. She remarried a member of the main branch when Neji was twelve; she’s made no acknowledgment of her son since then.
Bitter and jaded, Neji grew into his teenage years hating his family. He did what was required of him and largely ignored everything else aside from school, instead fostering a grudge that would be with him all his life. On the surface, academic rivals endeavored to usurp his position at the top of his class, lifelong opponents in the martial arts tried to bring him down, potential friends or suitors attempted to crack his icy exterior, but none of it worked. For Neji, elitism was inbred, adopted, practiced, and perfectly executed.
He graduated high school early at the top of his class, and started attending Keio University in Tokyo when he was almost seventeen. With permission not from his clan head, but instead the Konohagumi leader, Neji spent the last nine months studying abroad at the University of Northampton in the UK and arrived back in Japan on the 20th of February.
Locked.
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And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just curious
How you're planning to go about
Name: Hyuuga Neji.
Age: Nineteen.
Portrayed By: Akanishi Jin.
Gang: Konohagumi.
Tattoo: Neji has two tattoos-the first is the Hyuuga Bunke manji on his forehead, which he covers with a white cloth whenever he’s not alone. The second is an elegant but simple black bird tattoo that begins with the bird’s beak just beneath his navel with the tail feathers trailing up his right side. The Konohagumi leaf is grafted into the bird’s design.
Personality: There is much to say about who Neji was before his father’s death, but all those facts would be pointless in understanding who he is as a person now. Because his relationship with his parents was such a close one, when he was separated from them, it was devastating and thoroughly revolutionizing. Of course, there’s a lot of hatred there-it’s a good place to begin. There’s the hatred that he holds for his uncle, who he blames for his father’s death and his mother’s subsequent departure, hatred for his position in life (Fate, as the Hyuuga describe it), and hatred for his parents and how they ultimately chose to abandon him.
But deep down, Neji is a hypocrite, a fact which he acknowledges, begrudgingly and only to himself. He knows that he is a genius (and never shies away from asserting that, should it be necessary), that he has no control over his life, and that a loser will always be a loser. But throughout his life, there has been the unshakable urge to overcome the constraints that his family, and Fate, have put on him. Deep down, part of him thinks he can defy his Fate. Deep down, Neji does not believe in class systems.
He lives his life according to that Fatalistic belief, though. He uses it against others because he knows it will make them react, and reaction poses opposition, and opposition makes him stronger. In opposition is how Neji has lived ever since his father died. He rebels against his uncle as much as he can; he takes shots when he can, where he can. All with the haughty air of the elite, the holier-than-thou, the naturally privileged. And it’s a shame for those who can’t stand in the face of that.
History: On a particularly hot, wan day in July, Hyuuga Neji took his first breath of heavy air in the back room of one of the oldest clubs in Tokyo. It was a small plot of land, sizeable when compared to most of the pieces available in the city those days, but nothing more than an eyesore, really. Once called The Starlight, the building desperately needed to be remodeled, and was scheduled for renovation just two days after Neji's birth. Ironically, this was where Neji would spend most of his adolescence, sandwiched between Shibuya Station and Hachikou Square.
It was the last place for a child, much less a newborn. But when labor began, Hyuuga Sumare knew there would be no getting to a hospital in time. What had started as an impromptu tour of the Hyuuga clan’s-and by association, the Konhagumi-new investment quickly became the premature birth of their new prodigy, so when Neji first opened his eyes under the murky golden glow of the shuttered afternoon light, it was not the face of a generic medical professional’s that he saw, but his own father’s.
He was immediately apprehended by his grandmother, who scrubbed him clean-or nearly clean-with a dirty bar towel, and took him out into the somewhat clearer light of a downtown Tokyo sidewalk, where she promptly deemed him defective. "This baby doesn't cry," she told Neji's father, Hizashi, as she examined Neji head to toe, "Better watch your wife while I pray for you."
Then she took Neji to the Sensoji Temple, where he fell asleep to the smell of incense and the dull roar of temple crowds; to the murmur of wishes for absolution without repentance…right in the middle of Otogumi territory.
When Neji was younger, he lived with his parents in the Izumi ward of Sendai, a fact which he didn't learn was a point of contention for his father's family until he got older and learned more about the Hyuuga system. Actually, Neji had quite a peaceful childhood: despite not speaking until he was nearly three, he showed signs of high intelligence from the start. Because of this and the easily recognizable Hyuuga name, most of Neji's early education was derived from a private tutor. When he was placed in primary school at the age of seven for "social acclimation," Neji's fund of knowledge was already well ahead of what was expected from his peers.
Be it from his lack of social experience as a young child, or a fateful twist of personality, Neji spent most of his time with adults. His father began teaching him the family martial arts style at age four, he began learning the piano as was instructed by Hyuuga doctrine at five, and grew up in the relative simplicity of ordered life. Even so, he had few friends. His parents were his companions, despite his father often being away on business.
Neji was nine years old when he was first exposed to that family business on a less than superficial level. It was a hot week to be spent at the Hyuuga Compound in Tokyo, a week that not only encompassed his birthday on July third, but also the Tanabata Festival, which fell just four days later. Sprawled on the tatami of one of the many rooms of his clan's ancient house with his two younger cousins one day, Neji became aware of a heated argument between his father and uncle, perfectly audible through the open outer door. Though they couldn't follow what was being said, the three young Hyuuga children found themselves roused by the tension in the familiar voices. A few minutes later, Hyuuga Hiashi (the Hyuuga clan head and Neji's father's twin brother) came into the room and took Neji away.
It wasn't that Neji had been ignorant of his family's connections, but with no close friends to compare with, Neji viewed his family situation as normal. Over the next year, "normal" became something much different than what Neji was used to. After receiving the Hyuuga Bunke manji (a thin, boxed spiral tattoo) on his forehead two days after his ninth birthday, Neji was fully exposed to the world that his parents had been keeping him from-the world, first and foremost, of his family, and then later that of the Konohagumi.
Being dubbed as a second-class citizen in his own family had little effect on Neji as a young boy, mostly because he didn't understand what it meant. He was perceptive enough to take cues from his father's behavior though, and the tension and hatred that had been carefully concealed before Neji was formally inducted into the clan practices quickly became apparent once his father dropped his carefully tailored façade. But why the tension, why the hatred? It was evident in everyday life, but living in Sendai, away from the clan, Neji remained in the dark.
Until he was eleven, life continued mostly as normal. Then one night, his father went away on a business trip and didn’t come back.
At the funeral, Neji asked his grandmother what had happened to his father. The tears that had collected in the corners of her eyes dried up before she looked down at her only grandson and said, after a long pause, “Your father’s purpose was to live and die for us. He did.”
After that, Neji quickly learned what it meant to be a Hyuuga Bunke member. Deep in the Tokyo underground, it was easy to owe a life debt; for that, it was best to have some whose lives were expendable. Neji came to understand that his was one of those lives, and there was nothing to be done about it.
Unlike the others in Konohagumi, it was not Neji’s choice to be involved with the yakuza. He was born in through his family, and could not escape it. After his father died, Neji and his mother were forced to move to the Hyuuga Compound in Tokyo. As if to add insult to injury, because she was no longer protected through marriage to Hizashi, Sumare was told to choose between remarrying into the Hyuuga, or losing the protection of the clan. In the Tokyo underground, for a spouse of a well-known, much envied man, this was essentially a death sentence. So Sumare chose life. She remarried a member of the main branch when Neji was twelve; she’s made no acknowledgment of her son since then.
Bitter and jaded, Neji grew into his teenage years hating his family. He did what was required of him and largely ignored everything else aside from school, instead fostering a grudge that would be with him all his life. On the surface, academic rivals endeavored to usurp his position at the top of his class, lifelong opponents in the martial arts tried to bring him down, potential friends or suitors attempted to crack his icy exterior, but none of it worked. For Neji, elitism was inbred, adopted, practiced, and perfectly executed.
He graduated high school early at the top of his class, and started attending Keio University in Tokyo when he was almost seventeen. With permission not from his clan head, but instead the Konohagumi leader, Neji spent the last nine months studying abroad at the University of Northampton in the UK and arrived back in Japan on the 20th of February.
Locked.
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