Author's Notes: For those of you that know me, you know that I am a hardcore Harry Potter fan. I am also a hardcore Dragonball fan. Now, I have always wanted to read a great HP/DBZ crossover fic, but the ones I would read would suck horribly, or wouldn't turn out the way I wanted it too. So, I have decided to write my own.

Sorry, if I am destroying your childhood and your literary favorites, but look on the bright side. It's better than Twilight.

Thanks to my beta, Suicidal-Kun.

Remember to read and review!

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Death and Clouds:

Harry Potter lay dead.

The light in his emerald green eyes had disappeared.

His body was mangled and torn. His duel with Lord Voldemort had gotten the better of him. He had vanquished the Dark Lord, but with the cost of his life. His left hand was missing and a sections of muscle was missing from different parts of his body, courtesy of some very strong cutting curses.

His head was propped up upon the lap of one of his best friends, Hermione Granger. Tears streaked her face as she stared into Harry's lifeless eyes. She raised her hand to wipe the tears off only to smear them with his blood, which had covered her hands. Another sob escaped her. It wasn't supposed to be like this. This wasn't the happily ever after ending that was supposed to happen. Harry wasn't supposed to die. He was going to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, while she was the Transfiguration professor. They were to have breakfast in the Great Hall and plan lessons together. They could meet Ron and Luna at Hogsmeade on the weekends and enjoy themselves. It should be different.

"It should have been different," she whispered, "It should have been different."

A hand squeezed her shoulder and broke her out of her thoughts. The heartbroken face of Ron Weasley was looking at her. His eyes darting back and forth between her and the dead body of his best mate. A tear rolled down the side of his face.

"Come on, Hermione. Let's get inside," said Ron in a voice that was on a borderline sob.

Hermione shook her head and continued to stare at Harry's body.

"It's not fair, Ron," cried Hermione, "It's just not bloody fair."

With that Hermione broke down in sobs that shook her entire body.

Ron knelt down and wrapped his arms around her. She leaned into his embrace. Her sobs continued to cover the school grounds. In the midst of her sobs, she didn't notice that the surviving members of the Order of the Phoenix had surrounded her. Cries could be heard from a few of the members. Tonks had her face buried in Remus' shoulder, while the older man wore a broken face. His best friend's son he swore to protect lay dead before his eyes.

The Weasley's were all misty-eyed. The twins and Ginny had tears rolling down their faces. Mrs. Weasley had broken down at the first sight of Harry and had fainted not a moment later. Arthur had to turn away from the boy he had come to love as a son.

Hermione hugged Harry's body close to hers. The sobs that escaped her mouth were even louder now. She bent over and brushed away the blood matted hair away from Harry's forehead and gave it a kiss. She went lower and kissed his lifeless lips.

"I am so sorry," she whispered into his lips.

Suddenly, the weight of Harry's body that pressed against her legs started to lighten.

"What's going on?" she asked loudly, looking at Harry's body as if it would pop back to life.

Everybody looked upon the two of them as Harry's body slowly started to disappear. His face started to become transparent. Soon the rest of him followed, clothes and all. After a minute or so, Harry Potter's lifeless body was no longer on this plane of existence.

The crowd gave out a gasp of disbelief, while Hermione shook her head in confusion. Nobody could fully understand what had just happened. How could a body just disappear like that?

Professor McGonagall had walked up to Ron and Hermione, breaking through the surrounding crowd. She looked old beyond her years and extremely tired. The war had taken a great toll on her and Harry's death only added to it.

She cleared the lump in her throat before addressing Ron and Hermione.

"Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, if you could please escort me to my office."

Hermione was pulled to her feet by Ron and helped back to the castle. The shock to her system was overwhelming, while Ron wasn't fairing much better. With McGonagall leading the way, they were at the Headmistress' office in a matter of minutes.

"Lemon drops," said McGonagall, uttering the password. The gargoyle hopped aside and they continued up the stairs. They opened the door to her office and walked in. Ron and Hermione stopped in shock after seeing the being standing before the Headmistress' desk.

McGonagall sat behind her desk and addressed the duo.

"Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, this is," McGonagall froze realizing that she had forgotten the name of the strange green man.

The elderly green man in question cleared his throat and looked to Ron and Hermione.

"Kami. My name is Kami."

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Little did anyone at Hogwarts, shy of Kami, know that on the other side of the world, Earth had just lost another hero.

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Harry Potter opened his eyes. He looked around expecting to see the wand of Voldemort pointed in his face.

No, that wasn't right. Harry had killed Voldemort. He remembered that much. He remembered the horrible pain afterwards. He remembered Hermione holding his head. Then he remembered that he wanted to take a small nap.

'A nap,' thought Harry.

The sight before him was more than a little unsettling. He was in a giant building. Much taller than the Ministry, or anything he had ever been in before. There were little squeaking clouds running around and waiting in line. His back bumped into a wall. He had not realized he had been walking backwards. He turned around to look at it. It had weird symbols all over it.

'Must have taken one of Luna's daydream charms,' laughed Harry in his head.

Suddenly, he knew something was wrong. He realized that the wall in front of him wasn't a wall. He backed up a little and realized it was a desk. A very big desk. A very big desk used by a very big red man. With horns and a hat.

'A nap?' questioned Harry. His eyes got really big.

'It wasn't a nap. I died!'

"Hmmm, let's see here. Harry Potter?" questioned the big red man in a booming voice.

Harry looked up to him and nodded his head slowly, scared out of his mind.

"What do we have here?" He seemed to be shuffling through some papers. Harry waited nervously.

"Ah, here we are. Harry Potter. Saved the world from an evil wizard. Deceased by injuries from said wizard," read the giant man, "Suggested course of action: Training with King Kai?"

The giant red man looked incredibly puzzled.

"You, young man, are incredibly lucky. Not just anybody gets to train with the great King Kai. This is quite the honor. Hmm, says here that you are to train with Goku. He is arriving in a few minutes. It takes a bit for the body to appear here in the afterlife."

Harry nodded again and started to speak.

"Um, sir? Who exactly are you? Why am I here?"

The red man looked at Harry for a moment before throwing his head back in a booming laugh.

"Who am I? I am the great King Yemma! I serve punishment on those who die and are sent here. As to where here is, it's the afterlife!"

Harry looked at King Yemma and backed up a little, feeling a little intimidated.

"Now, why don't you go by that door and wait for Goku. I am sure I have to explain a few things to him too. Now, off you go."

King Yemma ushered for Harry to go wait by the door and Harry all but ran. He looked out a window as he was walking to his waiting place. He stopped once he saw the sight. Outside the window was clouds. As far as the eye could see, there was clouds. It was breathtaking in the scariest way.

Getting a sense of vertigo, Harry continued to the door, apologizing to the occasional cloud who would give an angry squeak after he would bump into them, or step on them.

"Sorry," he muttered as a cloud bumped him right back with a fierce cry, "Geez, sorry. Didn't mean to ruin your puffiness, I guess."

He reached the door and looked around.

'No Goku. I guess he was a little slow.'

Just as he finished the thought he was flat on his back. A man with wild black hair had bumped into him after tripping over a cloud, sending him flying. He looked up and saw that the man was offering a helping hand up. He took the hand and was brought up to his feet again.

Harry rubbed his bum in an attempt to get the soreness out. The black haired man started shouting is apology.

"Hey! Wow, I am really sorry. I mean those clouds are everywhere! Pretty rude too, even if it is an accident. I didn't mean to knock you over. I am really sorry about that. Hey, my name is Goku! Wait, you have a body too?! You must be Harry!"

Harry's head hurt a little after the wild apology/introduction from Goku. He put out his hand for a handshake.

"Yeah, I'm Harry. It's nice to meet you Goku. I am not really sure why I am here, but I guess we will find out."

Goku dropped Harry's hand and walked to the door.

"Oh, I know why we are here," said Goku as he opened up the door. He looked back to Harry before walking through.

"We are here to train with King Kai to prepare for the Saiyans."