Hey everybody here's another one of my stories. Hope you enjoy it and go check out my other story A Family Recipe. Read and Review
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto I'd have no need to write fan fiction now would I?
Everybody wants to now why I wear my mask. Nobody can just accept the fact that I never take off my mask because I don't want to. Sure it's not a logical reason but it is a reason, which is good enough for me. And if it's not good enough for you then you can just kiss my mask wearing a-
Anyway, some people, almost all of the damn world, want to know who's the man behind the mask? And I've heard so many rumors about what's really behind my mask. The one I clearly remember is that I got biatch slapped so many times by The Great and beautiful, Gai that I had to hide my face to keep my reputation of youthfulness out of shame. I wonder whom that one came from? The world may never know.
Just like the world may never get to see my face. Only a few people have ever seen my face, and they're all six feet under pushin' up daisies, with the exception off that ramen girl and her dad, or is he her grandfather. But I really don't have to worry about him seeing my face, he looks as though he's about to kick the ramen cup anyway.
But like I was saying, if you haven't seen my face, it's because you don't need to. And to the fangirls stop, I repeat, STOP, making pictures of me mask less. Just because I'm sexy does not give you a reason to exploit me.
So to all of you who want to know what I, Hatake Kakashi, look like without my mask, just step away from me and mind your own damn business, because the next person who ask me about my mask is gonna get a chidori plastered up their a-
" Uh, um Ka-ka-kakashi- san, everyone wanted me t-to ask w-why you wear y-your mask," Poor Hinata.
Poor, poor Hinata.
Okay that's it hope you enjoyed please review/ criticize
Royelle
