Epilogue time! Woot woot!

Epilogue

Seven Years Later...

"Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you all for coming out and witnesses this magnificent event, as we finally come to a close to this year's Chunin Exams! But first, the main event everyone has been waiting for! The final round of the tournament!" said the announcer from up in the stands.

"Both of these shinobi have worked long and hard to achieve this much progress in the tournament, let's see if their progress deems them worthy of achieving the next rank upon the system! Ladies and gentlemen, your Chunin Exam finalists!"

Up on the stands in the front row, Kiba and Sakura watched down as the match was about to begin, and as the two contestants entered the arena, taking their separate sides, with their thirteen year old daughter right by them, screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Please help me welcome this years finalist! To the left, a boy with a bright dream of becoming Hokage just like his dear 'ol dad and a 'never give up attitude' please give a round of applause to... Natsuko Uzumaki!"

The stadium lit up with applause from every side and corner as Natsuko's grin couldn't be held back as he waved back to, what it looked like, every single audience member. He held a remarkable resemblance to his father, spiky blond hair, blue eyes, maybe a little bit taller than his father was at his age. He wore an orange kimono on top, with same colored pants, tied together with a long black sash, and his leaf village head band on his forehead. But what separated them the most was the lack of whiskers across his face. Aside from that, they were very much alike.

"Top that, Kiyosato! The audience loves me!"

On the other side of the arena, stood a fifteen year old Kiyosato with his arms crossed, holding a smirk across his face. Natsuko was funny, but pretty annoying at the same time. His father always told him he was just like his father, and he believed it more and more. Still, annoying or not, he was a finalist, just like he was and he knew he had to take him seriously. He had such a strong resemblance to his father, you would think you were looking at another Kiba. The few things that made him different was his outside appearance. Loose black pants tied by a purple sash, and an olive green kimono, his headband also on his forehead.

"And in this corner, who could forget this year's 'Rookie to beat'? A young man who shows that sometimes waiting a few years to take the Chunin Exams is a good idea, because he was definitely prepared to win it all when he entered! Ladies and gentlemen, the man who needs no introduction... Kiyosato Inuzuka and Takamaru!"

Immediately the stadium thundered a greater noise than before, causing slight hearing damage to the sensitive in the area, even roses were being tossed down from the front row at his feet. Kiyosato smirked, shrugging his shoulders to Natsuko.

"Go, big brother! Woo!" his sister cheered from the stands.

"I guess they love me, too." he finally spoke. Takamaru was busy chasing after the roses that were falling down. He was a full-grown dog now, since he was given to Kiyosato at a young age and matured like all the other nin dogs before him. His appearance mostly resembled that of a large rottweiler, his tail kept in full length, as Inuzukas were completely against the cutting of a tail of a dog.

"Ah, shut up, Kiyosato! You're so smug it makes me barf!" Natsuko said back.

Kiyosato knelt down and picked up a rose. "Want one? It might make you feel better." he chuckled.

"Why don't you take that rose and shove it up your!-"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I give you this years final round in the Chunin Exams! Combatants, are there any questions?"

"Yeah! I have one!" Natsuko yelled towards the upper area where the announcer sat. "How come Kiyosato gets to bring in a dog? That's like having another person, have him take it out!"

"Arf!" he snarled back.

"Get over it, Natsuko. It's how my clan fights. My dad told me your dad made the same complaint when they fought in the Chunin Exams."

"Yeah! And my dad won! So what now?"

"Your dad farted in my dad's face... while he was on a soldier pill. You realize that's the only reason he won, right? My dad's much stronger than yours is."

"Is not!" he snapped back. "And just to prove that he isn't, I'm going to win this fight and become a Chunin!"

"Umm, Natsuko, the rules clearly state..." the announcer began, flipping through the pages of a rulebook. "Here. Yes. The rules clearly state that clansmen such as Aburames, Inuzukas, and other shinobi who use animals or insects or anything of the like from their body are considered legal. Aburames because they are given to them at a young age, and because they are apart of them, and Inuzukas because of their clan nature. It is within the rules."

Natsuko huffed, pulling a kunai out and taking a stance. "Fine, whatever! I work better with a handicap anyway!"

Kiyosato scratched the side of his head, reaching for a kunai as well, taking his own stance.

"Well then, if there are no other questions... Combatants... Begin!"

The mood of the stadium went to complete silence as the two finalists stared each other down. Takamaru giving a light woof to his master, who nodded. "Okay. We'll try that. Let's wait for an opening first."

In a quick blinding rush, the two Genin clashed, reaching a standstill with their kunai, face to face.

"And the fight has begun! Both shinobi seem to be showing an incredible amount of spirit, and appear evenly matched! Anything can go and it's what makes this final match the most entertaining one out of them all!"

X X X

Through years of traveling, Kiyosato had finally made it towards the end of his long walk down the bridge. However, he had to stop when the river began to speak to him again. He smiled with his arms crossed at the fight taking place at the moment.

"Good... I expect nothing less from my grandson." he said.

"Arf!"

Off in the distance, Kiyosato turned towards the direction of the docks after hearing a quiet but echoing bark. He took a whiff of the air. No way! That's...

In the distance, slowly coming to a clearer image, was a happy running Tomomaru, with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. No blindness, and no peg leg. Just all happy dog.

"Tomomaru!" he called, getting down on a knee. The eager German Shepherd finally reached his master and plowed into him, not knocking him over but still setting him back some as he showered his master in licks across the face, his master ruffling his fur and ending with a hug.

"I never thought you'd show up."

"Aye ya know meh, I like to keep a good thing goin'."

His master smiled as he pet his companion again and they stood. Kiyosato glanced over to the river, but the image of the fight was gone, so instead they took their walk towards the fortress, which was less than a tenth of a mile away at this point.

"I talked to her finally." Kiyosato said.

"Ya did, did ya? Glad her and that old bag are still around. Y'know how much of a bother it was eatin' and sleepin' for eighteen years? I'm almost glad I kicked the bucket I am."

Kiyosato chuckled as they came to the base of the staircase leading to the fortress. "So what did you in?"

"Had to pick up the slack for ya pup, senpai. Poor lad was in a fight with an Uchiha and nearly bit it, but I came in and slapped him one good I did, granted I didn't make it, but it doesn't matter!"

"Huh... how about that." he thought out loud. It may have explained why Kiba was in the hospital. "Thank you for helping him."

"Like I wasn't gonna? Next generation, my friend, have to keep it safe one way or anotha." he happily said back.

Finally reaching the top of the stairs, the dead team saw a large elevator in front of them. Nothing else around them, just a small red skinned man sitting next to a control panel in the center of the elevator.

"Going up?" he asked.

"Uh..." Kiyosato looked around. There really were no other doors or exits, and above them seemed miles and miles up high. "Yeah. Sure."

The two stepped onto the elevator and the red man pressed a button. Rather than the elevator moving up, it simply teleported the two to another dimension.

"Oh great, I love lines, did I ever tell ya that?" Tomomaru said as Kiyosato looked in front of him and nearly screamed at what he saw.

Far off in the distance was a tall building, built in the design of a feudal lord's palace. But seemed like more than a palace, as there were... clouds? Clouds in a long line entering this building. Small, yellow and white clouds with high pitched and rather annoying voices slowly entering the palace, which appeared to have four different entrances to. As they looked ahead, the entrance of the palace said "North."

"North?" Kiyosato asked out loud, looking at his dog. "What's that mean?"

"Got me." he replied.

"Hey! Tomomaru!"

"Eh?"

"You have a halo!"

Tomomaru tried to look up, but couldn't. Instead, he took his word for it, and glancing over at his master as he noticed the same. "Ya do ya'self."

Kiyosato touched the top of his head and felt the ring above it. "Man. Do we have to wait in this line?"

"You can, if you want." a familiar voice said. Kiyosato and Tomomaru turned to see the same short blue man approaching them. "Or you can cut ahead of the line with me, because you're needed."

"Needed for what?" he asked.

"Who the hell's this crazy bastard? Can't I be dead for more than a minute before takin' up another job?"

"Now, now. I think you'll want to come with me." he said as he passed them, cutting ahead of all the small puffs of clouds.

"What's he talking about... ?" he wondered out loud. He figured if he had to wait in this line, it wouldn't hurt to go ahead and get in front... whatever that meant was going to happen.

They quickly followed behind him and in a few moments of walking, made their way inside the palace. Inside, the Inuzuka and nin dog were shocked at what they saw. A giant, enormous, easily fifty-foot tall red man sat in a chair, with an equally tall list of paperwork crowding his desk. He waited for a spirit, and every now and then, a body to appear, stamp something, and move onto the next person.

"Who is that?" Kiyosato whispered to the short blue man.

"Oh you'll see." he stepped ahead to the desk. "King Yemma? I brought them here like you asked."

"Hm? Oh yes, thank you, King Kai."

King Kai? That's his name? Kiyosato thought.

"Step forward, you two." King Yemma said with a deep booming voice.

"Oh. Yeah." he replied as they stepped in front of his towering desk.

King Yemma read over their paperwork, seemingly uninterested, but reviewed it carefully. "Yes, okay. Kiyosato Inuzuka, it says here you were a shinobi for the Village Hidden In the Leaves. You lived a decent life, protecting the law of your village, but you stole important documents from your Hokage. Despite that it says you died protecting your companion."

"Yes, sir. That's right."

"And Tomomaru. It says here you lived a decent life as the companion of Kiyosato. You constantly picked fights with several people, namely one person named Kuromaru, participated in the stealing of important documents from the Hokage, and fathered several illegitimate puppies."

Kiyosato looked at his companion in surprise, but amusement. Tomomaru simply wagged his tail. "Benefits of no marriage is a blessin' in itself it is."

"You were the companion Kiyosato died protecting... interesting. You lived for eighteen more years before finally dying from a sword wound through the shoulders. But, you saved the life of another, and stopped a... Sasuke... Uchiha... ah yes, I remember him."

(Flashback)

A dozen of King Yemma's office workers were strapped on top of Sasuke as he struggled to make his way to the front desk. He finally made it, kicking off two and punching one off of him.

"Listen!" King Yemma said. "You better behave yourself while you're in here!"

Sasuke finally kicked on his Sharingan and knocked the rest of the office workers off of him as he glared directly into King Yemma's face.

"Sasuke Uchiha? Your file shows murder, rape, and conspiracy to commit genocide against your former village. A person of your reputation doesn't get a chance to plea his case!" he yelled, raising his judge gavel up. "Down you go! And stay there!" he slammed it down, causing the floor underneath Sasuke to open up, the dead shinobi falling in, his yells echoing as he plummeted into HFIL.

(End Flashback)

"Yes, I dealt with him not too long before you two arrived. Another hard criminal sent down below."

"Ex-Excuse me, King Yemma?" Kiyosato asked. "But King Kai said you needed to see us?"

"Yes, I know what I said. We have a bit of a mix up between dimensions, and you're the first one to come out of yours recently that I haven't sent down to HFIL."

"I'm sorry, but this is all really confusing to me. Dimensions? What mix up?"

King Yemma cleared his throat, finally giving the three in front of him his full attention. "You came through the Northern Galaxy, however, your 'present' time is of a different dimension compared to others. When you die, there are no other dimensions, only the afterlife. However, there are several different dimensions of times. Take for example your planet, Earth. There are thousands of different dimensions from the exact same planet, existing in different windows of time. That's just the way it is."

"Hey King Yemma!"

Kiyosato and the others looked over to see another dead man jump down in front of his desk. He had an interesting look about him. Dressed in an orange martial arts uniform and a blue shirt underneath. His hair was spiky, going out in different directions.

He noticed the two next to him in that moment. "Oh, hey! You must be the two guys King Yemma called in, right?"

Kiyosato looked puzzled. What the hell's going on? I think I liked the bridge better than this. "Um... Yeah, I guess." he looked over at King Yemma. "I'm sorry but can you please explain this to me? I have no god damn idea what's going on."

The man in the orange suit spoke up. "I'm the one who asked King Yemma to call you two in." his happy appearance suddenly turned serious. "My name is Goku, and I need your help."

"I'm Kiyosato... and this is Tomomaru. What exactly can we do to help, anyway?"

"Someone came from the future to my time. When he left to return to his own time, I asked King Kai to check to make sure he made it back okay. When he did, he couldn't find him anywhere in any field of time. That's when we asked King Yemma, who told us he was in a different dimension itself, your dimension."

"Our dimension?" he asked. "I'm still new to this. Besides, I'm dead! We're dead! How can I help your friend when none of us can even get to the living world?"

"Ahem." King Kai coughed. "I think you're forgetting my communication method, Kiyosato."

He blinked, but remembered. "You want me to talk to him? I don't even know who I'm looking for."

"Not him. Your son."

"What?" he was taken aback. "Absolutely not! I'm not bringing Kiba into this!"

"Kiyosato." Goku said, getting his attention again. "None of us have a choice in this. In my dimension we have these items called dragon balls. If you collect all seven, you are granted two wishes." he folded his arms. "This person came back from the future, where they didn't have the dragon balls anymore, and took them back with him to bring back his friends who had died in an attack a long time ago. He has the balls, and if we don't get them back, they could fall into the wrong hands. And if that happens..."

X X X

Black smoke came up from the forest after a large crash was heard. A large machine laid in one large chunk, several smaller pieces scattered around the ground, showing signs of an inability to function. On the floor laid a man, mid twenties by the look of it, his long hair touching the ground covering his face. His black pants were torn in several places, slight cuts and bruises visible in those open areas. His blue jacket was the only thing not damaged from the looks of it, despite the sleeves being ripped off, but it seemed like it had been done already before. The patch on the side of his shoulder was still visible for all to see. Capsule Corp.

Slowly, Madara approached the body of the man laying there. Next to him was a brown bag, the flap laid open as a small orange ball with four red stars rolled out from it and stopped slightly in front of it.

"Right on time." he said out loud. He peered down to see the other six balls in the bag, giving a slight yellow aura around it. He chuckled to himself, his Sharingan peering through the hole in his mask as he gazed upon the seven balls next to the unconscious body.

"Soon... everything... will be mine."

X X X

"... We're all done."

Stay tuned for the sequel. Until next time!