It was in a small room that was painted a blindingly white color that a golden blonde-hairied teenager by the name of Naruto Uzumaki suddenly found himself - an extremely confused Naruto Uzumaki. He couldn't remember how he had gotten here. Hell, he didn't even know where here was.

The room was completely barren but for three things: a large oak conference table with chairs around it, a large floating holographic display showing what looked to be a rope, and a average looking brown haired man sitting at the head of the table.

"Well, now he's done it," said the brunette at the table.

"Um, who did what?" interupted Naruto, being unusually polite simply from the shock of the sudden change of environments.

"Madara Uchiha just started a chain reaction that will erase existence." Just as Naruto opened his mouth to ask another question he was interupted with this statement, "You are dead and this is heaven."

Naruto went slack-jawed. How could he be dead? The last thing he remembered was jumping through the trees on his way to Suna to warn them about Konoha's destruction, then suddenly he was here standing in this room with this man who declared him to be dead?

"You were ambushed by the Akatsuki while en route to Suna and knocked unconcious. After that they brought you to one of their bases and attempted to extract the Kyuubi. You died in their failed attempt."

Naruto realized that he had a way to check if he was dead. If he died, then the Kyuubi was supposed to die with him. Therefore if, the seal was still there then he would still be alive. Naruto lifted his shirt and channeled his chakra into his empty hand. The seal did not appear like it normally does when he molds his chakra.

"Over here, Kit," came a voice from behind him.

Naruto twirled around while automatically settling into a defensive taijutsu stance. Leaning against the wall behind him was a girl who looked to be about his age. She stood at roughly five and a half feet tall with long, crimson hair that came down to the small of her back. Her eyes were slightly slanted and had emerald irises, which were accented by the two whisker marks that crossed each of her cheeks. She was wearing a black outfit that looked like a cross between a karate gi and a dress kimono, with black ninja sandals. Around her neck was a silver chain necklace with a teardrop shaped pedant the size of a dogtag bearing the kanji for 'seal'.

"Who are you?" growled Naruto. He was uneasy enough with the apparent knowledge that he was dead and really didn't like any more unexpected surprises today.

The newcomer put on a fake pained expression before sarcastically replying, "I'm hurt that you don't recognize me, but I'll give you a hint: I was the reason you were able to beat Neji at the chuunin exam finals."

"Neji?" returned Naruto, the wheels in his head beginning to turn. "But the reason I was able to beat Neji was because I was able to draw upon the chakra... of ... the....... KYUUBI? But if I'm dead, how are you here?"

"That would be my doing," interjected the man sitting at the table.

"Care to explain, Michael?" asked the Kyuubi, her voice full of hostility.

"Michael?" questioned Naruto, who was beginning to feel about as much out of place in this conversation as a fish swimming through the air.

"That's his name, kit," answered Kyuubi, "Michael the Archangel, leader of all of the military forces of heaven in their war against my brethren in hell."

"Not that you have ever been there, Shinta," stated Michael.

"I'm viewed as an abomination there as much as the kid here was in Konoha. They won't even let me in!" defended the Kyuubi.

"Not my fault," shot back Michael, while adopting an innocent look on his face.

"No, just the damn Sage's. NEVERMIND THE FACT THAT HE HAD YOUR HELP IN HIS ENDEVOR!"

This quickly degenerated into a shouting match, with each participant throwing wild accusations at each other. In the meantime, Naruto covered his ears as he shrank against the wall with a pained expression, until something in him snapped. He stood up and walked towards the two of them while making handseals for a jutsu, finishing as he reached them. He then inhaled air until his lungs were full, while his head swelled to the size of the rest of his body combined and shouted, "WILL YOU BOTH SHUT UP!"

Both verbal combatants jumped about ten feet straight into the air, only to land clumsily on their butts with startled expressions on their faces, hyperventilating from shock.

Note to self, thought Naruto, find Iruka-sensei to thank him for the Big Head Jutsu. As he looked down at his two victims, he added, and next time, bring a camera, cus' that was priceless!

"Now, will someone please tell me JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" he asked as he looked between the two of them.

The Kyuubi shook her head as she and Michael slowly stood back up, while she responded, "Don't look at me! I'm just as much in the dark here as you are."

"I brought you both here because of a situation in the realm of the living and we need both of you to help," stated Michael

Finally! Now we're getting somewhere! thought Naruto. Looking at Michael, he asked, "What is this situation and why do you need me and her?"

Michael responded with a question of his own, "How much of the history of the bijuu do you know, Naruto,"

"Other than that they once roamed to earth and were captured by humans who were trying to defend their lands, nothing but the fact that over time, humans eventually decided to seal them in their captors' children to create living weapons with which to wage war. Why?" answered Naruto.

"The issue at hand is directly related to their origin, Naruto."

Then turning towards the Kyuubi he said, "Would you please fill in your former host on this matter, Shinta-chan?"

The Kyuubi glared at Michael for the familiarity of the way he referred to her before she began.