Hana Son thought of herself as a reasonably normal girl if you ignored her brown fired monkey tail sticking out of the back of her pastel blue training gi. Hana smiled in happiness as she walked through her little mountain village. Her village was hidden away from the world in the North of Japan and she like it there – well mostly. She had always wanted to leave and explore the world but she was too young to choose that yet.

That would have meant banishment from the village. She would be exiled and never allowed to return to the safety of her home. Hana was only thirteen years old so she didn't want to do something silly – like leaving when she wasn't sure she would know what to do – or where to go.

Hana had been having these odd dreams lately - well some were more like nightmares. She really didn't understand them much, and she shivered at how much blood she had seen in the bad ones. Or the naughty ones that made her blush the most. She couldn't tell anyone about those dreams. It was bad enough for Hana that they made her wet the bed and she had to change her sheets before her mother discovered she wet the bed like a… a baby.

In her dreams – the bad ones. Hana saw huge flying machines, and monsters, and other people from mage to spiritualists, and what could only be soldiers and other people with incredible powers and weapons too. However, no matter how many times she had the dream she saw through another person's eyes, someone taller than she was – and it wasn't always the same person and the dreams were so fluid they were ever changing and shifting – not distinct enough to discern any fixed truths; but they still scared her into a cold sweat.

Her 'master...?'

Hana shivered just thinking about that girl. She was older than Hana, but every time Hana thought about her, she couldn't help but feel as if it was her destiny to be this beautiful girls' property. Loved within those strong arms. But the dreams. They were all so foggy. They clogged her mind and heart. They made her feel weird in her tummy and knew if she didn't calm down, she might wet her panties again.

It was understandable that the dreams. Good and bad freaked her out. Watching herself do such naughty things. Or all that destruction – watching all those massive building fall and crushing people as evil monsters went on ferocious rampages. It made her feel sick or tingly depending on the dream. Hana hadn't even known that people had built such huge buildings before; let alone that girls could do such naughty things together – she had wondered whether-.

No. Hana shook her head clear. She couldn't think like that at a time like this. She was said to have had a few seers in her family on her grandfather's side of the family. If Hana was seeing the future then she shouldn't be concerned with doing some naughty loving with a super awesome hero-girls when the world was in so much danger.

She had to help.

Help save the world.

Didn't she…?

However, when she finally came clean about her weird dreams to the village elder, (only telling him about the end of the world bits). The Elder looked sick and shooed her away telling her NOT to tell anyone else as he dived into his books and scrolls looking for an answer to her ever-changing premonitions. So now she was more confused than ever before.

Hana had mentioned the girl she saw (without the naughty bits), telling him that she had an overwhelming urge to go to her. That seemed to concern him further. But he had smiled and told her not to worry. Hana was strong. She would find her path and do the right thing when she saw it.

Groaning, Hana pulled to a stop at the large statue of a beautiful young woman in battle kimono standing strong and proud and beautiful above all else. Some of her friends had commented on how much alike she looked to the woman in the statue, which always made Hana feel happy and safe. But her ancestry wasn't from the village, but the thought was nice.

Falling to her knees and clamping her hands together in prayer Hana scuffed up her cute little training gi. But she didn't mind as she prayed. She prayed to the mighty goddess and founder of their village for everyone's safety. She prayed that all her friends and the villagers would be safe because no matter what Hana couldn't help but feel like something big, terrifying – maybe even world shattering – was going to happen.

"Don't worry," she muttered to herself as she squeezed her little brown eyes tight while her little tail wagged around freely behind her. "No matter what, I'll protect everybody…"

"Hana…!"

Hana was called out of her musing by another girl behind her smiling. The other girl would look fierce if she scowled or something, and was wearing a deep blue training gi like Hana's. The new girl had big muscles, and was a good two heads taller than Hana. She was also thirteen but quite far taller than above average while Hana was the opposite (as in short). Hana's friend was beautiful and very fit in all the ways that Hana thought counted, but she was taller than all the boys their age to; so, she could also be very intimidating.

"What are you doing over here?"

Hana smiled widely as she stood; looking up at her best friend. "Oh, nothing Tru-chan," she replied with her smile widening. "What is it…?"

Her friend rolled her dark eyes. "Honestly, Bright Eyes," she said using her nick name for the bright and bubbly girl. Hana could make her dark coloured eyes so bright and shiny looking without doing anything but smiling with such joy and loveliness that Tru couldn't stop from loving her best friend a bit too much sometimes. "Did you forget you so owe me that rematch? I am so never going to live it down if I can't beat a slender midget like you!"

"I am not a midget!" Hana replied pout glaring cutely. "I'm still growing, Tru-chan. It's not my fault you're a giant goddess and still not as awesome as me," she declared childishly poking her cute little tongue out and slapping her butt as she presented it in mock-mockery.

Tru glared and went to grab her friend only to hit thin air. She spun as she heard giggling and glared as her friend was behind her in a mere blink. "You are so going down, Hana-chan!" she said with narrowed eyes. "Then I'll take you somewhere where no-one can hear you scream and give you a proper spanking," she threatened.

However, Hana didn't care and stuck her out her tongue again and slapped her tight, small butt some more, in her cheeky mockery. "You so couldn't beat me two days ago, so you so won't beat me today. I'll let you spank me all day long if you can catch me. Bare bottomed. But sorry, Tru-chan, but you so have nooooooo awesomeness!" she called out giggly as she ran off through the village.

"Augh…!" Tru called out in frustration as she chased after her. "There is no way I'm going to lose to you again, Hana-CHAN! Your butt is going to be bright red after I defeat you – you – you annoyingly sweet… idiot."

An old man sighed as he watched the larger and more violent Tru chasing after her sweet and gentle tiny friend in worry as he stared out at the village from his office window. He wasn't sure what the girls were talking; or yelling about while trying to tease each other as friends tended to do as he was too far away, but it seemed that Tru was getting frustrated as she would with Hana's victories as the small girl didn't even seem to realise or care about how strong and talented she really was.

Hana thought that it was all a game and Tru let her win. But it was a lot more complicated than that. Tru tried as hard as she could. Trained as hard as she could. And with anyone else the Elder was sure Tru wouldn't put up with them, but for Hana. They had been together since they were babies.

The Elder sighed. He could only pray that he was wrong, and that Hana's destiny did not stray down a darkened path full of heartache and battle.

With Hana and Tru the next morning after the huge chase around the village the day before (which annoyed a lot of people) they had found a nice spot to spa by Hana's house away from getting in the way of any of the ordinary villagers (they didn't want to get scolded again).

"Hana-chan, what's gotten into you lately?" Tru asked as the small girl was lying flat on her back in the bright lush green grass.

Tru hadn't even punched Hana that hard. If she had, Hana could have landed a few gardens over rather than where she did. It was starting to worry Tru that her annoying best friend was less home in her own head than the sweet ditz normally was.

However, it was annoying beyond annoying to see her tiny friend looked like she didn't much notice the punch she took to the face. How could someone as small as her take such a beating and acted as if it was nothing? It made matters worse that Tru had to shake off the pain in her right fist; she was glad she held back or she might have broken a bone and the Village's Clinics Shaman – well she was kind of scary sometimes and she didn't need her hand repairing by her if she could help it. Tru knew that she would have to use more power through her finger muscles to spa with Hana from then on to keep out of the Sharman's grasp.

Tru sighed and rolled her eyes as her best friend looked up at her in confused thought. The only thing Tru had going for her compared to her tiny Hana were her big boobs. How messed up was that? Tru trained harder than Hana, and the only natural advantage she had were her oversized boobs.

Though, it made Tru feel better that Hana-chan was jealous of them, staring more than necessary, and when they were changing together just the two of them, Tru made a huge show of showing them off. The look on Tru's tiny friends face always become a priceless treasure. It was odd that Hana was so very small chested while her mother was very well endowed.

Shaking her head, Tru glared down at the small girl rolling her eyes as Hana took a few moments to come to terms with her name getting called and her beloved giant boobed best friend now scowling down at her. Hana looked baffled with her adorable (and very soft) tail swaying down to her tiny feet.

Hana sat up with a wide grin as her eyes slid up from boob-city (held much too firm in her gi and the sporty support bra Hana's mother took them shopping for in the nearby town) to her best friends' pretty face.

Hana admired her friends features. Her dark black hair held back to her waist in a plat (unlike Hana's hair which was cut short, ruffled down her neck and ears and a light brown), and her beautiful half-soft strong features, extraordinarily pale skin like a porcine statuette – compared with Hana whose skin was a light pale brown. Tru's eyes were dark but it was obvious they were a lovely deep blue – Hana loved staring into them when Tru wasn't paying attention.

Tru had such cool and beautiful eyes; it wasn't just Tru's awesome boobs, Hana loved about her friend; Tru also had long smooth white legs and a very nice bum, but Hana wouldn't admit to anything like that because it was embarrassing. Almost as embarrassing as her naughty wet dreams. Hana would just have to pretend none of this for as long as she could; until – she wasn't sure but she was certain it would be a highly embarrassing day for her.

"Hey Tru-chan, what are you doing here…?" Hana asked once she realised that she hadn't replied yet. This caused her tall (almost Amazon-like) friend's right eye to twitch in frustration. "I was just resting… I think…" she said as she looked around in confusion as she had forgotten what she had been doing and she didn't have any of her Manga that she got from town (which was delivered from the outside world) lying around her, which was confusing as she read her books normally if she were going to lie around outside and relax.

"No, you weren't, Hana-chan!" Tru replied. She grabbed her friend by the scruff of her gi and pulled her up so they were face to face. "We were training together and then you zoned out and I hit you, and you just landed on your back and stared off into space. I did not hit you that hard, Hana-chan!" she said in annoyance.

"You hit me here?" she asked looking confused as she was hanging by her gi a foot from the ground while she rubbed her cheek looking even more baffled. "But I don't… oh wait… you came to my house and you took off my jammies, cleaned me up and forced me into my training gi and threatened my precious fantasy books and Manga," she said with a pouty scowl.

"Ah…" Hana said suddenly as her eyes widened as her memories caught up with her mind. "I remember now. You were so mean and wouldn't let me sleep in; you pinched my booby to make me wake up! That was so mean, and naughty; you shouldn't touch people there unless you're in love and dating and kissing and stuff. Though, totally not fair as your boobs are much nicer and I didn't get to pinch them. And yeah… mum says that you only touch like that when you're in love and going to do… things. That's what mommy told me when she gave me this… talk!"

Hana was blushing as she embarrassedly whispered the last word as if it was the greatest taboo in the world to talk about… 'The Talk'. Especially when she remembered her dream that night. Had she wet her bed again. She hoped that Tru hadn't found her in a pee-soaked bed. However, Tru rolled her eyes and dropped her friend to her butt, which Hana rubbed after she landed before climbing to her little bare feet.

"Then we shouldn't be allowed to change together," Tru said after a moment wondering whether she could embarrass her friend again as Hana was notoriously naive so she was hard to get blushing like she was and it was always extra adorable.

"But we're both girls' silly," Hana said shaking her head. "Mommy says that I can love girls like that if I want and that we can change together, but only touch naughty areas if we're in love and doing… naughty things." Hana whispered the last two words as if they were a great naughty secret.

Tru groaned as she realised, she was the one blushing as she almost forgot how open minded and strange Hana's mother could be.

"Well, umm… let's change the subject from this," Tru said quickly. "So, WHY are you so distracted? You've been like this for the past few week, Hana-chan. And I'm starting to really worry about you. You didn't even seem to notice that I woke you up and dressed you until now, so spill; this isn't like you."

"Oh… it's nothing Tru-chan," she replied looking thoughtful before shrugging. "I just keep having some weird dreams; it's nothing to worry about. I was just trying to remember the one from last night," she said in all seriousness. "I saw this Jinchuriki girl rescuing her friends with awesome ninja skills. She was so cool and even sexy – I think – yeah – most ninja girls are sexy – I think mum said that once. I think the ninja-girl was a bit older than us though. I hope she's okay. It was quite blurry, but aren't ninja awesome!?"

Tru sighed and shook her head. "Trust you to fantasise about ninja… next you'll want to be one too."

"But I can't Tru-chan," she whined with a sad pout. "I don't know how to use chakra!"

"You can crush a normal person with your ki enhanced strength alone and you're worried because you don't know how to spit out fireballs with your chakra?" the taller girl replied while laughingly rolling her eyes. "Sorry Hana-chan but you can't be a ninja without any ninja training. You still know some magic, which is more than me; I'm useless at magic."

Hana hung her head with a sad sigh and cute pout. "I guess. Well, I'll…" she looked up with a giant grin spread over her lips and Tru couldn't help but wonder whether her friend had some mental disorder(s). "Do not worry Tru-chan, I'll just have to train harder and become super awesome without being a super cool ninja!"

Pumping her fists in triumph, Hana looked to Tru with a giant grin as she slid into her fighting stance. Tru smiled nervously as she slid into her stance and they both charged when a huge swish appeared before them and a beautiful busty woman in her early thirties appeared. The woman was wearing a long blue dress with a white apron over the front and a kind and gentle smile on her lips.

Neither Tru nor Hana could stop there attacks they were practically hitting each other when the woman appeared. However, the woman stopped both attacks from hitting her with ease as she caught both of their high swinging kicks with one finger from each hand. The attacks boomed but the woman hadn't moved an inch or stopped smiling.

The dust and dirt swirled up around them with the power only to die down moments later. It was silent for a moment as the woman just held their legs up in their kicks with the tips of her pointer fingers in smiley nonchalance.

"M-Miyuchi-sama," Tru stuttered out as she blushed and pulled back her leg, bowing. "I… I'm sorry…"

"What do I keep telling you, Tru-chan?" Miyuchi playfully reprimanded. "You don't need the suffix, especially while it's just us," the woman said with her kind loving smile aimed at the girl. "You my sweet are like a second daughter to me. You and Hana-chan are practically sisters by everything but blood."

"But it's not proper… I-I already use such informality as your given name," she replied fidgeting with her fingers and blushing as she was as tall as Hana's beautiful busty mother. Tru wondered whether Hana's smallness must have come from her father's side of the family, but Tru had never met the man as he had disappeared years ago.

Hana was giggling as she dropped her foot back down and glompped her mother in a huge hug, which was happily reciprocated. "Mommy… what are you doing here? Are you going to show us some cool new super move that will make us cooler than ninja?"

"No dear," she said laughing as she kissed her sweet little girls' forehead. "I've come to collect you both for breakfast. You can't train without filling up your bellies or you'll make yourselves sick."

"Wahoo, breakfast is ready! That's even better than ninja-skills!" Hana cried out as she danced over to Tru and grabbed her right arm in a hug. "Come on Tru-chan, its breakfast time," she said while her tummy grumbled in agreement as she pulled her friend along with her towards the cute little cottage a few hundred yards away as they were training in the huge backyard.

"B-but I had some cereal before I left the orphanage," Tru replied quietly with red stained cheeks. She didn't like the kind of treatment she got when she was at her friend's house. Well she did, but she did like to be independent even though she secretly loved Hana's mother doting attention on her. It was nice to feel like they were her family, to have a mother and sister to love her and to love in return; it was the greatest feeling.

Tru loved Hana and Miyuchi so much.

"Don't be silly, sweetie," Miyuchi said with a soft smile. "You have to have more than that when dealing with our cheeky little Hana-chan… and it is lovely to have a daughter who can carry a conversation without getting distracted like a certain father some of us know she takes after in that – and strength."

"I… I take after daddy?" Hana asked in surprise while her mother nodded. "What was daddy like?" she asked eagerly as they entered the back door into the kitchen and sat at the breakfast bar with Tru while Miyuchi started dishing out a lovely cooked breakfast.

Miyuchi smiled as Hana had asked that question a lot over the years and enjoyed hearing about him, but this was the first time Tru had been there at the time. It was the first time Miyuchi told Hana how alike she was to her father. Miyuchi felt a little jealous but felt a bit fearful of what Hana could accomplish is she had her mother's smarts and her power. The mischief Hana could have gotten up to – especially with her magic.

"He was a good and kind man," Miyuchi said smilingly. "He was also a little dim, but when it came to fighting; if he put his mind to it, he couldn't be beat, and if he was, his loss would only make him stronger.

"I remember when my best friend and I would fight over him. I loved her so much, and we both loved him, so we fought… in the end…" she said as she served up some scrambled eggs and sausages with some toasted bread and butter. "She saved my life at the cost of hers and I ended up with your father. You were just two when he disappeared. He had been a great hero. Saved the world on more than one occasion whether he knew this or not. And believe me. He could be that ignorant sometimes he didn't realise he had stopped an evil plot or invasion.

"He had been exiled thirty-nine times from the village," she said shocking Tru. "He always found a way back home – and the villagers though reluctant didn't send him away when he came home.

"Most of the village believe he died doing something stupid, but me… I know he's out there somewhere helping people and that he had a good reason to leave – or to not return. He loved you more than anything, Hana-chan. You were his little girl. He wanted to train you to become stronger than him…"

"That's why Hana-chan is so strong because both you and her dad are?" Tru couldn't help but get out. "She takes after the both of you when it comes to power… so does she get her magical talent from her dad?"

"No… she is actually born from two people without magic," she replied smiling. "I was so proud when I found out… and as for her strength, believe it or not Tru-chan, Hana-chan does train a lot and really hard when she's not slacking off and reading her silly little Manga's from the outside world. I want for her father's dream of helping her get stronger than him to come true so that someday… they'll meet and she can kick his butt for worrying us so much."

"Yeah, I sure will Mommy!" Hana agreed with a wide grin as she dug into her meal, which was about ten times that of her mother and Tru's combined.

Tru watched with a grimace as Hana was stuffing her face at near super speeds and was soon ladling more egg from the huge pot on the stove onto her abnormally huge plate with extra slices of toast. It always amazed Tru with how much Hana could eat. Apparently, everyone on Hana's fathers' side of the family ate like monsters. That was also where, Hana got her adorably cute monkey tail – it was a family trait passed on from Hana's dad.

"You should have seen her father eat," Miyuchi commented smiling at the memory. "I think that only Hana-chan would ever be able to match his apatite but even she couldn't eat that much."

"And she doesn't even get fat," Tru muttered sulkily as she knew that if she scoffed that much she would bloat up like an elephant or something bigger like a dinosaur or dragon or – she figured she should stop worrying about that as she couldn't eat anywhere near that much anyway – but Hana was still so tiny compared to Tru; she was even smaller than some younger girls.

Miyuchi laughed and rolled her eyes. "I know, it's not fair, is it?" she said while Tru nodded in sad agreement.

"Huh…?" Hana mumble asked looking confused with her little cheeks puffed out full of scrambled egg.

"Hana, what have I told you about talking with your mouth full?" her mother gently reprimanded.

Hana blushed at getting in trouble and swallowed her load. "N-not too," she said impishly. "Sorry Mommy, I forgot," she said before scooping up the last of her meal and savagely scoffing it.

"Well, now you're finished, why don't you two go back outside and play. I'll call you when lunch is ready," she replied smiling as she watched her daughter grab her unsuspecting best friend and drag her outside to train.

Miyuchi sighed as she watched them go. They were happy together. But Miyuchi still regretted not taking Tru in when she had a chance while she was young when her parents died during that day. Tru knew the gist of what happened from the old Elder but Miyuchi knew that someday it would fall to her to explain those events the way they were meant to be told.

However, Miyuchi couldn't take Tru at the time. She was already a single mother as her husband had disappeared a few years before. Hana barely remembered the man.

Miyuchi was too scared about the prospect of one beautiful little girl all alone without her friends help and support – they lost so much that day – the thought of raising two alone terrified her. So, she did all she could and made sure Tru was well cared for, and that her daughter and Tru had each other still even if they weren't the loving sisters they should have been; it was close enough.

Hana and Tru looked so cute together when they were tiny and they both had both of their parents. But Miyuchi couldn't even bring herself to look at those photos any more. She was afraid of breaking down; she had to be strong for her daughter. Especially now if her baby really was seeing a terrible future.

It had been so long since a seer was born to her family, and Miyuchi had hoped that when Hana showed signs of natural magic that she would just be a normal little ki using witch. But she knew now; from the Elder that Hana had confided a dreadful future.

Miyuchi looked out of the window at her baby girls. "Why does the future have to be so cruel," Miyuchi said sadly before shaking those thoughts off. "Our vail will fall to the rest of the world and entering the normal flow of time is going to be jarring.

"Not to mention a whole mountain range and an extra… the second largest prefecture in Japan appearing out of nowhere when the magic breaks revealing whole non-human magical towns and cities. And not to mention the…" Miyuchi dare not even speak about that as she shuddered; she didn't think the world was ready for all of its secrets to come out, but it seemed like that was going to happen anyway.

Sighing, Miyuchi rubbed her brow. She had only suffered two exiles before when with her husband before Hana was born so she knew the magical and spiritual realms hid from the technological. Her mother had been from outside. She had lived in Neo Arcadia when she was found as a small child (the only survivor of a shipwreck) raised by fairies before they finally took her to a human village where she would soon meet the man to become Miyuchi's father.

"Life just got weird – well weirder," she muttered to herself with a small sad smile while thinking of her parents as she missed them dearly as they too passed during that time with Tru's parents; saving Miyuchi, Hana, and Tru; it was with thanks that the girls didn't remember those hours.

Miyuchi supposed as she watched her girls through the backdoor that it wouldn't hurt to show the girls a new technique for them to learn; it could help them in their coming struggles.

Miyuchi knew. Her husband would have approved of them learning this. It had become somewhat a signature of his.