A roleplay I was in died, so I decided to alter the story to be fic worthy. Here we go!

I'm mostly writing this for one person, so if anyone else likes it, good for you! But only that one beloved girl needs to like this!

Warning: Mature and unusual content!

I Like You, Like A Lot

It was a glorious day, 1,825 days into the lives of two young girls. That's five years if you don't want to do the math. Haruki and Misaki, that's their names by the way, were getting to celebrate their fifth birthday. They had a rich family, so they were used to getting many presents. Right now though, they were just enjoying the fresh air and warm climate of Konoha.

Haruki looked like she must not have ever had her hair cut, as she already had long, pink hair that reached just past her shoulder blades, even her bangs were just barely staying out of her blue eyes. Misaki on the other hand had shorter bangs that were held back with a small hair clip, and her hair stopped just above her shoulders. Misaki's eyes were a dark gray. They wore matching pink dresses with a white floral pattern around the hem. Neither were currently wearing shoes.

"Catch me if you can!" Haruki ran through the fairly large field behind their home. Within a walled village, land that had room for a field and a large house was expensive, and their family owned one of the few plots that big. Misaki didn't answer, simply pursing her lips and running faster. It didn't take her much longer to catch up to her sister and tackle her to the ground.

"I win!" Misaki grinned from above her sister on her hands and knees.

"Awww..." Haruki whined from beneath her sister. She frowned, but then wrapped her arms around her sisters waist and pulled. Within moments, their positions were switched. "I win!" Haruki boasted, now on top.

"Th-that's cheating..." Misaki replied quietly, pouting. Her sister always seemed to outmaneuver her in the end.

"Haruki, Misaki, it's time for cake!" They heard their mother call. The two girls immediately stopped their rolling around and ran back. Misaki arrived a few moments before, being the faster runner of the two. There was a large table set up a few dozen feet from the back of their house. To the side there was a decent sized pile of presents. Sitting at the table was their father, and standing behind them was a young woman, a ninja from a clan that had served their family for a few generations now. Their mother was standing as well, starting to cut their cake.

"Aww, it's chocolate!" Misaki whined. "I like vanilla!"

"I told you we should have gotten two cakes..." Their father spoke up, shaking his head. "Shouldn't you know their favorite flavors too my dear?" The man glanced at his wife.

"Maybe you should go buy the cakes next time, dear." Their mother scowled back at the man, cutting into the cake a bit too violently, creating a loud noise as the knife collided with the plate. Their father simply cleared his throat and glanced away.

The two girls quickly sat down next to each other at the table, ready for their cake. Even Misaki, who had stated she preferred vanilla, looked excited. The two dug in, Haruki eating hers quickly and messily while her sister ate a bit more carefully. Before long the sugar kicked in and both girls were giggling madly, especially Haruki.

"Misa-nee You have chocolate on your face!" Haruki tried to wipe it off with her finger, but Misaki dodged.

"What are you doing?" Misaki complained, swatting her sister's hand away as she tried again.

"I want it!" Haruki suddenly lunged, taking her sister's face in two hands and licking the frosting directly off the corner of her sister's mouth. Misaki's eyes shot wide open in shock.

"Haruki! Don't lick your sister!" Their mother scolded, seemingly just as shocked as Misaki.

"But she tastes good!" The now hyperactive Haruki chirped, and gave her sister a big lick on the cheek for fun.

"Nooooo!" Misaki whined, trying to push her sister off before she did it again, which was quite possible knowing how stubborn and antagonizing her sister could be at times. Just when it seemed Haruki would not be denied another lick, she let go of her sisters head and jumped up from the table. Without warning, she sped off into the distance like the sugar powered spaz she was.

"That girl... sometimes... ugh." Their mother sighed loudly. Their father however just laughed hysterically.

"It's good that she has energy, it will serve her well in the future!" The man slapped his thigh in amusement.

"I'm sure..." Their mother just shook her head. She considered never giving the girl sugar ever again.

Before long, Haruki ran back. In her hand she had a dandelion. It had a full white head, its feathery seeds just waiting to be blown into the air.

"Misa-nee, come here, blow my dandelion!" She called out to her sister. Technically they were twins, but Misaki had been born a minute earlier, so Haruki often acted like Misaki was older. Despite that, Haruki usually called the shots.

"O-OK!" Misaki jogged over to her sister.

"H-hey! Don't do that, I don't need those things sprouting all over my lawn!" Their father called out. His lawn was perfect, he didn't want that ruined. But it seemed too late as Misaki sucked in air to blow the dandelion seeds everywhere. However, just before she could, the dandelion was suddenly decapitated. The young kunoichi who had been standing behind their father was now besides the two, sword drawn. Then, with a quick movement, she caught the dandelion head and used a small jutsu to incinerate it.

Haruki and Misaki stood there in shock, eyes as wide as saucers. They then quickly hugged each other and started whimpering, terrified.

"G-Gina, don't you think that was a bit excessive?" Their mother laughed nervously.

". . . my apologies mistress." Gina glanced to the side, looking mildly embarrassed. She was the type to take everything too seriously, only to end up feeling silly when she realized she'd overreacted... again.

And that was how their fifth birthday ended.

. . .

~3 Years Later~

"Haruki, you're so pretty!" A fellow girl at the academy exclaimed. Now at age 8, the two girls had gone to the academy. They'd been there for two years now, and Haruki was quite popular. Her long flowing hair and gorgeous blue eyes made most of her classmates jealous. Not to mention she always wore a dress which accentuated her beauty.

She was often criticized for this, being a kunoichi in training. Ninjas shouldn't wear dresses. Somehow, Haruki made it work. The dress was not especially flowy, and was a bit tighter, so she could move around without the fabric tripping her up too much. It also stopped just below her knees.

"Can I touch your hair?" Another girl asked. Haruki giggled,

"OK." She smiled, and then turned her head so the girl could have easy access to her long, pink locks.

"It's so soft!" The girl said, almost in awe. There were benefits to having a rich family. Then they were interrupted by sand flying into their faces. The group of girls shrieked and then turned to face their attacker. It was a pair of boys.

"Stupid girls!"

They were currently outside in the yard behind the academy. The academy ate up a lot of a student's day, so they were given a break around lunch to eat, and then to play and relax. This often was when the jerks tried to prove their dominance.

"You jerks!" Haruki stood up, ready to pummel the two. But they were way ahead of her, and turned to run. They didn't get far, as another girl was in their way, with the same pink hair as Haruki, only shorter. Physically though, she was taller than Haruki. Misaki was not as talkative, but she was more athletic. The girl wore tight fitting shorts that went down to just above her knees, along with a tight sleeveless shirt. She liked to be able to run and move as freely as possible. The amount of running around she did was shown by the bandages on one of her knees.

"Uh... w-we're sorry!" One of the boys said, looking very nervous. Misaki had a reputation for getting extremely angry at anyone who messed with her sister. Their apologies, however, did not sedate her. Without warning she reached out and grabbed their heads, knocking them together. The two boys stumbled back, and then ran off with their tails between their legs. It was unlikely they'd ever bother Haruki or her friends again.

"Ha, good work Misa-nee!" Haruki grinned. She had no problem with letting her sister handle her problems for her, she liked being able to rely on the girl. It was like having her own personal body-guard. OK technically she already had a real one in Gina, but Gina wasn't around at the academy.

Misaki didn't respond, but she smiled brightly. Her sister's praise always felt good. She felt like she'd fight off every jerk in the academy if it would make her sister happy. All she'd ask in return was a pat on the head.

"Even your sister is amazing, Haruki!" One of the girls chimed in. Misaki wasn't sure how she felt about that. Was it a compliment for her, or was Haruki getting all the credit just because she was the popular sister? She decided it didn't matter, Haruki was her beloved sister. If Haruki was happy and popular, then Misaki was fine. She didn't need the fame, just her sister.

. . .

~1 Year Later~

The days had grown cooler, but Konoha was practically an eternal summer. The biggest difference was a moderately shorter day. The girls had heard that other countries got something called snow. When they'd asked their mother she'd brought them to a small restaurant that sold crushed ice drinks. Apparently snow was really, really small pieces of ice that looked white.

What mattered was that it was the holiday season, and that means presents. The girls were now 11, but that didn't mean they were too old to want presents, far from it. They had no idea how the holiday got started, but it'd become a tradition across the land, in the final month before the year ended, you got presents.

There were lots of silly little rituals that went with the holiday, and their family followed all of them.

"Dear... don't you think it's a bit silly. She's a ninja, this seems... demeaning." Their mother looked up at the ceiling where Gina was, standing upside-down, helping hang decorations.

"Nonsense, it saves us all kinds of trouble. Besides, she doesn't mind. Right?" Their father grinned, looking at the young, upside-down woman.

"The blood is rushing to my head... I'll be fine..." Gina, as always, followed her orders... even if they were ridiculously stupid. She was loyal to a fault. As it was, her face was turning red rapidly from being on the ceiling so long.

"Th-then get down!" Their mother shouted.

"But I'm not do-" Gina protested, or tried to.

"That's an order!" Their mother insisted.

"This... is also an order..." Gina looked torn.

"Gina-chan, come play with us!" Haruki ran over to the zany scene, Misaki not far behind as usual. Haruki liked Gina, and always acted like she was older. It probably had something to do with the fact that she too could order the poor woman around.

"Um, y-young mistress, I'm busy..." It was times like this Gina wondered if she shouldn't get a relative to take over for her... but no, she was loyal.

"It'll only take her a few more minutes to hang the decorations." Their father assured them all.

"And if she passes out and breaks her neck?" Their mother glared daggers at him.

"Fiiiine, you can come down now." The man waved to Gina.

"Finally..." Gina whispered to herself, but then quickly cleared her throat. "Yes, sir." She stopped funneling chakra to her feet and twisted in mid-air to land upright. She stumbled for a moment as her blood rushed back away from her head, but otherwise she was thankful to be done her moronic task.

"Well I guess you'll have to go get a ladder. Come on honey, let's go find more decorations. There's a lot of house left to decorate!" Their father said, and led his suddenly very tired looking wife off. Gina sighed, and then sulked off to get a ladder.

"Awww, I wanted to play with Gina-chan!" Haruki scowled, feeling very upset after being ignored.

"You can still play with me..." Misaki frowned. What, was she suddenly not good enough?

"But I want to play with you and Gina-chan." Haruki crossed her arms and stared at the floor, brow furrowed, as if plotting how to fix this situation. However, after a moment she just sighed, "I give up." Gina would just say she was busy following orders, as usual. Misaki giggled nervously, Haruki would probably be cranky for a while now, having not gotten her way. Misaki turned to head back to their room, figuring Haruki would follow. However, just as she passed under a recently decorated doorway, Haruki grabbed her shoulder and spun her around.

Strangely, Haruki was smiling, "You need to pay attention, Misa-nee!" The shorter pinkette then pointed up. Misaki followed her finger, and blushed slightly when she realized Haruki was pointing at mistletoe.

"Uh... umm... H-Haruki, y-you're not going to... umm... are you?" Misaki looked nervous, and her eyes widened greatly when Haruki leaned in close to her face.

"Maaaaaybe..." Haruki bounced her eyebrows up and down suggestively.

"B-b-b-but..." Misaki tried to look away, but Haruki grabbed her chin to hold her in place.

"MWUAH!" Haruki suddenly leaned in all the way, but simply kissed her sister on the cheek. "Ha! I had you going didn't I!"

"Harukiiiii! That's mean!" Misaki pouted, face burning red in embarrassment.

"Sorry Misa-nee, but you're so cute when you get flustered! I couldn't resist!" Haruki stuck her tongue out and winked.

". . ." Misaki turned redder and made it a point to get out from under the mistletoe.

"Just be careful, I might really do it next time!" Haruki warned giggling madly. Misaki just ran at this point, afraid that if her face got any redder a blood vessel would burst.

. . .

~4 Years Later~

"H-Haruki... what are you doing?" Misaki backed away from her sister. They were both in Haruki's room, and Haruki had just locked the door behind him.

"Making sure we have privacy, Misa-nee~!" Haruki stretched out the 'nee' a bit. Her cheeks were tinted red as she slowly advanced towards her sister, a strange, hungry look on her face.

"Privacy... f-for what?" Misaki gulped, and then her eyes widened. She'd just bumped into Haruki's bed, she couldn't move back any farther. Haruki suddenly closed the gap between them and grabbed both of Misakai's wrists.

"You wear the cutest clothes Misa-nee, like a boy!" Haruki looked her sister over. She was wearing a t-shirt that was too big for her and went halfway down her thighs, and also one of her pairs of tight shorts that stopped just above her knees.

"L-like a boy?" Misaki wasn't sure what to think of that. Haruki was the girly girl of the two, but Misaki still wanted to be pretty...

"Yeah! You're a lot like a boy to me!" Haruki grinned.

"Umm, a-are you going to let go?" Misaki glanced away from her sister. Was Haruki trying to insult her?

"Hmm, do you know what girls do to boys?" Haruki suddenly moved closer to her sister.

"Wh-what?" Misaki usually beat them up... was Haruki going to hurt her? She bit her lip nervously and shut her eyes tightly.

"We kiss them." Haruki whispered into Misaki's ear. This led to Misaki gasping, and she instantly looked at Haruki. This however put her lips right where Haruki wanted and she leaned the rest of the way in an pressed her lips against Misaki's. Misaki was stunned, and didn't even react when Haruki let go of her wrists. She didn't snap out of her shock until Haruki suddenly shoved her onto her bed.

"Haruki..." Miskai whispered as Haruki climbed up and lay next to her. Haruki had kissed her before, but this was a new level of bold. What exactly did Haruki intend?

"You like it... right?" Haruki asked, face almost as red as Misaki's now.

"W-well... umm." Miskai wasn't sure how to answer, but suddenly Haruki pressed her lips to hers again, holding it a little longer this time. When Haruki pulled away, Misaki knew her sister wanted an answer. "I... yes..." Misaki couldn't lie. Haruki smiled happily, but there was a hint of lust in her eyes.

"Do you love me?" Haruki asked, her expression turning almost desperate, as if she'd die if her sister didn't say yes.

"Yes..." Misaki didn't have to think about that one. Haruki giggled happily in response, and pressed up against her sister. She just wanted to be close to the girl, even kissing wasn't important to her at the moment. That's not to say she didn't occasionally indulge...

. . .

~2 Months Later~

"Misaki... stop crying... that's totally lame." Haruki wiped tears out of her eyes. They'd stolen away into their father's room. Their mother said electronics would rot their minds, but their father had an entire entertainment system built into a secret compartment in the wall.

"Y-you're crying too." Misaki sniffled. It was a terribly sappy anime based off of one of Haruki's favorite mangas. She'd forced Misaki to watch the entire boxed first season with her while their parents were off on a trip. They'd been Genin for a year, and Gina was around somewhere, so their parents didn't watch them very closely anymore. Hence how they'd manage to get an entire anime DVD set into the house...

"Oh wow..." Haruki watched an intense scene as the main characters shared a deep kiss. It was fairly long too.

"Finally." Misaki hugged a pillow to her chest, happy to see the characters' struggle over, with a happy ending. She glanced over at Haruki who had a dazed happy look on her face... her very red face. She hated to admit it, but her sister was a horrible pervert, something that her hobby of using her Genin salary to buy manga didn't help. Misaki didn't even want to read some of the stuff she brought home, though Haruki practically shoved some of the "lighter" stuff down her throat.

"Misaki... isn't it so romantic." Haruki swooned.

"Err, y-yeah..." Misaki agreed, though she had a bad feeling.

"And hot... such a deep kiss..." Haruki sighed happily.

"Uh-huh..." Misaki glanced away.

"Why don't we kiss like that?" Haruki started crawling towards her sister. This is what Misaki had been afraid of. She loved her sister, truly loved her. However, Haruki was sometimes insatiable. On top of that, to be honest, Haruki wasn't that good at kissing either. Misaki wasn't exactly experienced with kisses, but Haruki was a bit too forceful, and was a bit of a one trick pony.

However, Misaki couldn't get away, and Haruki grabbed her and pulled her close. Haruki kissed her with her usual vigor and soon had Misaki on her back on their father's bed. Misaki's eyes widened when Haruki was suddenly taking things up a notch. Perhaps all the anime and manga had a benefit after all. Haruki shoved her tongue into Misaki's mouth and intertwined it with her own.

"Haruki..." Misaki breathed out, her face burning red as Haruki pulled away after a few hot moments. OK, if Haruki kept it up, maybe moments like this wouldn't be so bad...

"On daddy's bed... how exciting..." Haruki licked her lips. And there was the other part of her manga addiction that somewhat bothered Misaki. "But it's almost too weird." She said and got off the bed, leaving a brightly blushing Misaki confused and a little unsatisfied. Haruki was done already?

"H-Haruki?" Misaki asked.

"Just a moment. My room is better! Or should I take you in yours? Hehehe..." Haruki giggled, face turning redder and a perverted grin spreading over her face. Of course, the young girl's definition of "take" was simply more kissing, but all the perverted material she had read had affected her vocabulary as well. She went over to the DVD player now that the anime was over and took out the disc. However she noticed an upside down disc on top of the player that she hadn't seen before. She picked it up and it seemed to be a romance movie between two girls. She'd never grabbed any such things in the stores before, having been too embarrassed. She had no idea what her father had such a thing, but she knew she had to watch it. "Never mind! We're watching one of daddy's movies!" She said and put the disc into the player.

"What?" Misaki was confused, but sat up to watch whatever Haruki had just started playing. The first thing they noticed was that it was not anime. The next thing they noticed was that the actors were horrible, their breasts were huge, and the plot sucked. They also noticed that less than 10 minutes in they were already making out and taking clothes off. "What is this?" Misaki hugged the pillow again, this time in fear, hoding her face behind it, but morbid curiosity left her eyes peeking out to keep watching.

"I... uh..." Even Haruki's face was burning bright red in shock and embarrassment. The things the two women were doing to each other was startling even to her. She cocked her head to the side as the women did "this and that." Before long they were only in their panties. And they were still touching each other in ways that were totally inappropriate... if their parents were to be believed.

"H-Haruki, turn it off..." Misaki wimpered. She didn't want to watch them take off the last articles of clothing protecting their decency.

"Hey... we coul-" Haruki had a small smile spread across her face...

"Wh- NO! TURN IT OFF! TOO FAR! TOO FAR!"

. . .

~3 Years Later~

"Are you sure about this?" Gina asked them, placing down a box.

"We already bought the place." Haruki responded, brushing her long, pink locks over her shoulder. "You know why we're doing this, you're the only one we trust... y-you won't tell them right?" She asked nervously.

"Of course." Gina sighed. She knew about the sisters' unusual relationship. She found it strange, and wasn't sure she approved, but she honestly couldn't think of a single reason to stop them. What harm could come of it? Well... other than them moving out of their perfectly good mansion and into a shoddy house deeper in the village and lying to their parents for years. "Your parents want to remind you that you can move back at any time and they will leave your rooms untouched. They send their love." Gina told them what she'd been ordered to tell them.

"Right, uh, tell them whatever you think will make them happy." Haruki shrugged. She wasn't happy about leaving her family, save Misaki,behind, but she didn't want to think about it too much.

"I believe that would be to tell them you're coming back." Gina muttered.

"Besides that." Haruki rolled her eyes.

"Of course. I still serve your family and thus you, so if you need me you can still send for me. Or if you'd like, my younger cousin is becoming a genin soon..." Gina informed Haruki.

"Does she like other girls?" Haruki chuckled.

"Not... as far... as I know..." Gina blushed and shut her eyes, trying to remain calm.

"Damn... do you?" Haruki winked, grinning.

"Young mistress... please..." Gina sighed. This wasn't the first time Haruki had hit on her since Gina had found out about the sisters.

"One day you'll have to answer me! Oh, do you not answer because it's too embarrassing to say yes?" Haruki's perverted grin grew. "I don't mind that you're older... and I'm sure Misaki wouldn't min-"

"I'll go get the last boxes from the mansion." Gina said and walked off.

"She's a tough one." Haruki giggled. She honestly had no idea what she'd do if Gina ever gave in, but it was fun to tease her. She also loved the jealous look Misaki got when she saw her do it. It was a shame she was currently bringing over some things herself and hadn't witnessed the exchange.

. . .

~1 Hour Later~

"Waah, it looks good Haruki!" Misaki looked around. Haruki hadn't carried many boxes, but as the more self-conscious of the two she had done an excellent job unpacking and making things look good.

"Of course it does." Haruki giggled, "Did you ever think I'd do a bad job?"

"Heh, don't let it go to your head." Misaki stuck her tongue out. Her sister had a habit of inflating her own ego. Misaki didn't mind, she'd already said it all in her own mind, but she didn't necessarily want Haruki to go overboard and become a narcissist, so she didn't say it out loud too often.

"Ehhh, it's not that amazing anyway... I mean how much can you do with a place like this? So cheaply built..." Haruki wasn't exactly a snob, but she had been spoiled for 16 years straight living as a rich girl, so she'd have to adapt to the less expensive surroundings.

"But it's ours, right?" Misaki said, "We can be together without hiding!" She smiled, but that faded to a nervous blush when she saw the look on Haruki's face. She realized that she'd just awoken her sister's lust. The hungry grin on her sister's face as she walked towards Misaki, hips swaying, said it all.

"Oh, together hm? What did you have in mind?" Haruki licked her lips. Misaki was momentarily mesmerized by the shine left on her sister's full lips. As perverted and lusty as Haruki was, Misaki did return the feelings... she just wasn't as dramatic and open about it.

"Uh... umm... I-I'm just saying we're... uhh... f-free now. W-we don't have to do anything right now." Misaki laughed nervously. Her eyes widened and she gasped as Haruki placed a finger on her chest.

"No... we don't haaaave to..." She crooned, and slowly slid her finger down Misaki's chest. Misaki's face was bright red, and her breathing was growing heavier. Haruki had gone from a bad kisser to a demon of desire who knew exactly what buttons to press. Then again Misaki was a quiet girl, so it wasn't too hard to get her flustered.

"Well... when you put it that way..." Misaki smiled a little. She wrapped her arms around Haruki and turned the tables by kissing her sister first.

"Sneaky..." Haruki pulled away for a moment. Her sister's sudden willingness and boldness was a total turn on for her. That said, a turned on Haruki was a force to be reckoned with and Misaki suddenly found herself pressed up against a wall. Fortunately, Misaki liked it when her sister took charge, especially now that she was actually good at it.

Misaki was confused when her sister suddenly reached out to the side, and then she heard a click. She realized they were right next to the doors of one of the bedrooms. A second later Haruki dragged her in and threw her down on the bed, and then shut the door behind them.

"Ah! No! Haruki! Ahhh! Ah... mmm... Haruki..."

Abedeabedeabede- that's all folks! Well, for this chapter. And yes, I know I was a total tease by giving only the bear minimum of details and then cutting it off like that. Kukuku!

Also, I don't want to hear any bullshit about how their relationship is wrong or sinful. If you don't like it, don't read it. In short, stfu and gtfo. Like I said, this is meant for only one person and anyone elses' opinion is less important, especially if it's just hate.

That said, if you like it, feel free to tell me. Hell, tell what you like/dislike about the sisters or which is your favorite and things like that. I thrive on those kinds of reviews. If I could I'd cut all your heads open so I could know exactly what you think about Haruki and Misaki.

I must know. Don't worry if you don't feel like you have a definitive opinion just yet. More is coming. But tell me what you think now anyway. It'll be fun to watch your opinions change... or not.

And before you get all "Grumble, grumble, where are the real Naruto characters?" They'll be there, don't get your knickers in a twist! Just read and enjoy, don't fret over the fandom it comes from too much. You'll have more fun if you're open minded.

Lastly, I love reviews and if you've ever read my other work (if not, what are you waiting for?) you'll know I respond to reviews at the end of my chapters! I do read them all, honest!