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Chapter 7 by Eblmeg Eblmeg

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She is Broken from her Trance by Naruto

Hanabi felting her heart pounding in her chest. The mask mere inches from her face. Her breathing quicken. She was about to put the mask on when she heard a loud grumble emanate from Naruto's stomach. The noise was quite loud, and caused Hanabi to snap out her trance. She nearly dropped the mask as she tried to stop herself at laughing at the situation. She turned to see Naruto with an embarrassed look on his face. "Sorry Hanabi, I guess since I was so interested in the mask and such, that I forgot to eat lunch. If you haven't eaten yet, I'll run out and grab us some Ichiraku. My treat!" exclaimed Naruto. Thinking about it, Hanabi hadn't had lunch yet and was a little hungry. Deciding to take Naruto up on his offer, Hanabi said, "Sure Naruto, I'll take some ramen." With a smile and ramen on the brain, Naruto got up excitedly and ran to the door. He turned around and said, "I'll be back in about 30 minutes with lunch Hanabi, be back soon!" and then shut the door as he ran to his favorite ramen stand.

Hanabi sat there mask in hand, lost in thought. To her, Naruto was a weird guy, but someone she respected and treated her sister well. Hanabi let a sigh, slightly jealous of Hinata. She found a good guy in Naruto, and hoped she could experience the same when she grew up. She then looked down and saw the mask of her sister still in hand. It was then an idea formed in Hanabi head. What if she explore the possibility of having a guy like Naruto when she grew up right now? She had Hinata's mask. If she put it on, she could surprise Naruto with a lunch date with his "Hinata," when he got back. Hanabi had to admit, she did have a slight crush on Naruto, ever since he and Hinata saved her from be captured on the moon by Tonrei. The more she thought about it, the better and better it seemed.

From there Hanabi began to bring the mask closer to her face again. She always idolized her sister growing up and the idea of being her, for even a day seemed amazing. Hanabi felt a familiar warm pulse emanate from the mask. The mask began to entrance Hanabi again, as her eyes hazed over. Only the thought of being her older sister was present in her mind as she brought it mere inches to her face. Her breathing hastened. "This is it!" she said as...

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