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Schematic
Scars
Naruto is ashamed of his scars.

The one thing Naruto is quietly envious of is Hatake Kakashi's mask. If anyone were to catch on to his enviousness, and ask why he's so envious, he would rebuke them and claim that having a mask causes 'mystery' and 'coolness'. But privately, in the comfort of his own head, he's envious of the security.

By the time he's old enough, he's self-conscious of the scars on his cheeks. He doesn't realise what they are when he's young (but they're a permanent fixture on his face, so he gets used to them and, in his young mind, they're awesome) but now that he knows where his scars came from, he's ashamed. The scars on his cheeks are everything that's wrong with his life, and when he gets Hatake Kakashi as his teacher, he starts to wonder if that's the reason the man hides his face. Is the man as ashamed of his face as Naruto is of his scars? The first time he sees the man with the mask, envy hits his body like a kunai - sharp and deadly - but he hides it. He hides his envy behind his usual, obnoxiously loud and happy self and no one is the wiser.

His scars represent his status as a jinchuuriki, and shows the villagers of Konoha who he is. When that envy hits him, he wishes he had a mask like Kakashi's when he was younger; that way he'd keep his identity and no one would realise that yes, he is the jinchuuriki to the nine-tailed fox. He could've been a normal boy if no one had seen his scars.

"What are you up to there, Naruto?" a familiar voice asks. He's suddenly slapped out of his daze and he turns towards the voice, startled. The owner of the voice, Kakashi, is leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Ah, you know," Naruto mutters, adjusting his position on the desk he'd been sitting on, "just thinking."

The man wanders in, bemused. "Thinking."

"Mhm," Naruto replies and Kakashi stands in front of him. The man leans down so they're equal in height and eye-level to each other and continues to stare at Naruto.

"Thinking about what?"

"Your mask," Naruto says truthfully and watches as the skin not covered by his mask starts to heat. He smiles and reaches out to the mask and pulls it down to the man's neck. Kakashi continues to stand there, his back bent; he doesn't move and he doesn't speak. After a while of just staring, Kakashi leans forward and pressed his lips against Naruto's.

"Well, you don't have to worry about it now," he says when he pulls back.

Naruto smiles. The mask doesn't make him envious anymore, because what the scars used to mean to him doesn't now; he's no longer ashamed of his scars.

Schematic: You know, when I separated my letters for my username, the only letter that would show up was the letter c.