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I was dying, it was a funny thought, one I have had many times before but unlike all those times I wasn't angry, sad or scared, I was content I also wasn't getting out of it this time of it no magic cure, no sakura chan to heal me not even kurama to keep me going because no matter how strong I got, no matter how many technique's I mastered or knowledge I gained this was the enemy all have to bow to. Old age.

I can feel it now my body slowing down its job almost over. I wonder if it's true what they say about your life flashing past your eyes when you die I wouldn't really mind if it was, true my life had a bit of a rocky start but it turned out great, I completed every goal I set out for myself I became a great shinobi, find out who my parents are, brought sasuke back even if it took longer than I wanted, made hokage, married a women I loved with all my heart and had two children I also helped lead the shinobi world into a time of peace and prosperity hell I even managed to make it past 100 years old 137 to be exact it was a good life one I was happy to live even with all the bad parts. it was a good life and it looks like it was coming to an end, my eyes were shutting against my will and it was getting harder to breath but just before I slipped away I heard a familiar voice calling out to me. The voice come from the back of my head, it was deep and had a dark edge that was tainted with sadness. It was the voice of one of my oldest friend, someone who had been with me since before I was born even if I didn't know about him or if we hated each other's guts, he was always there not that he had much choice at the start with him being sealed into my stomach.

"Almost time." It wasn't a question "after you're gone ill reform in a couple of months somewhere near the valley of the end."

"Why there"

"It's has the largest concentration of my chakra outside of your body so I will be drawn to there"

We were both trying to think of something to say so we didn't have to say our goodbyes but the time was drawing near so they couldn't put it off any longer and I might as well go first.

"I guess this is it huh" I wheezed despite the fact I was thinking not talking

"Yeah it is … Naruto I want to say thank you"

"Wow I think that's the first time you've ever said those words to me, not getting soft on me are you"

"SHUT UP fine if you're going to be an arse about it I take my thank you back"

"WHAT! You can't take it back, it doesn't work like that"

"Well I just did and you can't do a thing about it"

"Hey I may be old and dying but that doesn't mean I still can't come in there and beat the crap out of you fur ball

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL ME BRAT"

"YOU HEARD ME FURBALL"

"BRAT"

"FURBALL"

I appeared in front of kurama hunched over and with a crane but ready to fight.

"So what's was that about not being able to do anything"

"You heard me fishcake"

We both glared at each other with all the heat we could muster, out of the corner of my eye could see the side of kurama's mouth start to twitch and so were mine, all the anger was gone and now it was a game to see who could keep a straight face.

"HAHAHAHAHA/HAHAHAHA" we couldn't keep it in anymore and started laughing leading into a comfortable silence.

Kurama was the one to break the quiet

"I'll miss you"

"I'll miss you too big guy"

The mindscape was fading to white, I was already gone but I was lingering trying to find a good way to say goodbye

"Hey Naruto"

"Yeah"

I looked up and saw kurama holding out his fist and a giant smile on his face it was the same as the one he give me when first bumped fist during the war. I rose to my height and bumped my fist against his.

"Goodbye Naruto"

"Goodbye kurama"

The last thing I saw before everything faded away was kurama's smile.

In one world a great hero dead, his blue eyes closing, in another a pair of green eyes opened wondering why the afterlife looked a lot like a hospital room and why was everyone so big.