Hello everybody!
Here is my first story on Naruto.
Disclaimer : I do not own any of the characters. Masashi Kishimoto does.
I thank my PetitPentagram who helped me to translate and correct this text ! It is my first story in english, so be nice to me because i do not have a very good level ^^
Enjoy !
Why was he wearing a mask?
To look like his father? No, his father was not wearing a mask.
To hide his resemblance with him? Not either. He was too proud of him to do that!
To hide scars? Not that he knows. Apart from his left eye one he did not have any.
For a stupid challenge? A bet perhaps? A forfeit? Still not. There was only Gai to challenge him and he was the only one to impose " antic objectives ".
For mystery? No there was no need for it.
For fashion? If he remembered well, he was the only one in the village.
To make easier his missions? Or not. Rather to prevent him from breathing yes!
To hide his identity? What interest, he always ended up giving his name. And anyway, his enemies never lived long enough. Moreover, there were not a lot of masked ninjas with a headband on one eye!
To avoid others' eye? Impossible, he had been wearing it since his early childhood, way before his life become a continuation of total failure.
To hide a too feminine face? Everything in his attitude and traits asserted his masculinity.
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One day he felt like it and it stayed in his mind. One thing leadind to another it became a habit. Yes, it had to be that.
No other possibility ...
No definitely not ... even he had forgotten why he was wearing that mask.
I hope you had a good time reading this. I accept any review, good or bad, to improve myself in english or in writing.
Have a nice day!