Naruto Takes Off His Mask Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he giggled. “You can go now then,” Noah scoffed. My mum, who’d been quiet for a while, stood and picked up her bag. She leaned in and gave me a peck on my forehead. “Looks like you’ve got a lot of company here. I’ll go home and bring some of your clothes,” she said and left. Right after she left, Niko spoke again. “Did you see the guy’s face?” “No, I didn’t. He was wearing something like a mask… but I feel like, if I see him again without it, I’ll recognize him,” I replied, and he nodded.

I shoved Noah’s chest with every bit of strength I had left. The “Noah-Haze” shattered instantly, replaced by a cold numbing fear. I stumbled back, smoothing my hair and clothe. When I looked up, he was gone—the mask was back, and already heading out the door, like nothing happened.

Just before sitting, I took off my jacket, giving a clear view of my collar-bones and a lot of skin. I waited to take off my glares and mask until I reached the first member. The first person on the left was Namhyuk. I slowly removed my glares followed by the mask. And Namhyuk was taken aback by the view in front of him. I winked at him and he just giggled childishly. "Hey namhyuk!" I gave him a bunny smile and he just put forward his hand for a hi-five and said "Well played" and chuckled again, I accompanied him.

I wouldn’t wallow in self-pity – I would drag myself up and make a plan. I would do whatever it took to make this right. I had just managed to pull myself when the bedroom door slammed open, so hard that it rebounded off the wall. I pulled my cloak tighter about myself, yanking a cold mask over my features and preparing to stand my ground against Ares once more. But it wasn’t Ares stood in the doorway, his face black with rage. No. It was Nazte.

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

A thought flashed through my mind, a desperate hope that one of them might have a clue to the Dragon Lord's whereabouts. I bent down and began searching the pockets of the closest ninja, hoping to find something useful. But as I reached for the mask to remove it, my hand hesitated. A strange feeling came over me, as if I knew what I would find beneath the black cloth. With a deep breath, I pulled the mask off, revealing the face of the ninja beneath. My heart skipped a beat as I stared into the eyes of my father, who had passed away many years ago. For a moment, I could not speak, could not even think. I simply stared in shock at the man before me, wondering if I was dreaming.

he nodded, offering me the folder. I smiled. Of course, Darius boasts about his brother. I truly love that about these boys. They are always supportive of each other and our granddaughter. The four of them are a great balance to each other. I opened the folder and nod with a smile as I looked at the manga-style drawings. It was apparently me, in my youth, wearing my black jumpsuit with red trim and my face hidden behind the white and red kitsune mask in some panels. It was beautiful even though it showed a story of blood and darkness.

Nicklaus eyes locked mine, for facts I’ve been feeling a heated stare towards me for a while now. Why was he still around?! I quickly withdrew my gaze back to Lucious and heard him make a shocking request. “Can you take off your mask?” I wasn’t expecting such a direct appeal but then again I expected this much. The theme of wearing a face mask wasn’t to hide my features but to trigger a feeling buried in the depths. Technically speaking since everyone’s on a mask the best bet is to access the physical looks of a person to identify them, so with my face being partially covered when he tries to recognize me he’ll only think of Arya.

Rican Alfanso…. Nina was frozen till her core. She couldn't believe her eyes that it was him. That she had just seen him taking someone's life so brutally. His entire face was covered with a black mask, except for his eyes and forehead. Dark and small locks of his jet black hair were falling on his forehead and all of this was enough for her to recognise him but still she tried to prove herself wrong because she didn't want to believe that it was really him. Her hands were trembling in terror but she still gathered her courage and lifted one of her hands. Without taking her watery eyes away from his, Nina extended her quivering hand towards his face to remove his mask but before she could to

Nothing about him excites me enough to want to spend time with him. A devious thought crawls into my mind and I smile even wider; “No, I don’t mind. I’d like us to talk.” My chest constricts with guilt at the twinkle of excitement in his eyes. He retrieves his phone from his pocket and stretches it towards me; “My name is Hinata. Can I have your number?” I can feel the full weight of Bhyron’s stare on me now. He’s no longer concerned with being discreet. My blood pressure jumps with excitement.