A mask is a handy thing. A face reflects the mind, but a mask can be shaped as you please. You slap it on when how you feel can't be shown. It becomes a necessity, a part of you. It starts to stick the longer you wear it. It becomes your face. But what happens when that mask starts to break, and this time it can't be fixed. Disclaimer: I do not in any way shape or form own Naruto, this is just a fanfiction that I came up with after watching and reading Naruto, I love Naruto loads, PLEASE DON'T SUE ME!All Rights Reserved