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Chapter 6 by Eblmeg Eblmeg

"Okay Naruto, I choose...

Hinata

Hanabi thought about it for a moment. If she could physically be someone else in the village, who would it be? She continued to ponder this until she came up with a decision. "Okay Naruto, I choose Hinata!" said Hanabi. "She's someone I always admired my sister for her strength and beauty. If there's anyone I could be, it would definitely be her!"

This was an interesting idea to Naruto. He did want to see the jutsu in action, and Hanabi was offering to try it out. Couple with the fact he would in sense be able to see Hinata, at least in some form, left Naruto being completely on board with the plan. "Okay Hanabi, that sounds like a plan.We will make a mask of Hinata, and I'll let you try it on. After that though, you'll have to remove it. Do we have a deal?" stated Naruto extending out his hand. She shook it. "Deal!" she said.

She lead Naruto to Hinata's room. They shut the door behind them and went to work. Naruto began to draw out the jutsu array on the floor of the room, while Hanabi searched for Hinata's hair brush. As Naruto finished drawing the array just as the scroll stated, Hanabi came over with Hinata's brush and plucked a strand of dark blue hair. Naruto instructed to place the strand of hair on the array and to step back. He then did the hands signs and activated the jutsu. There was a puff of smoke. As the smoke faded, gone was the strand of Hinata's hair, and in its place was a mask in her exact image. It looked to made of smooth porcelain. Its features matched Hinata's one for one. It even had her bangs that framed her face. The only thing amiss were the eye holes of the mask.

Hanabi picked up the mask and felt a warm pulse emanate from it. It felt warm and somehow distinctly Hinata's. The mask seemed to entrance Hanabi as her fingers traced the contours of the mask. Hanabi turned the mask over, and began to bring the mask to her face. Her breathing back to quicken the closer the mask came to her face. She felt her heart pounding, the mask was mere inches from her face before...

What's next?

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