Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Saint Seiya.
A/N: Well guys, here's the main story, as I promised. Enjoy.
The roar of the waterfalls were soothing, yet not enough to mask the sounds of approach. The old wizened man who sat calmly next to the rushing waters looked up at the person and gave a silent start of surprise.
"You…"
"It's been awhile, hasn't it, Gold Saint?" the man greeted, sounding a bit breathless. His features, as ageless as ever, looked exhausted but cheerful as ever. "Mind if I sit next to you for a while, just until I get my bearings back? It's been… along morning."
The old man nodded his consent and with a breath of relief, the other sat down next to him.
"Whoo! Thanks Dohko. I owe you another to my long list of owing you stuff.." He stretched his back, popping the cricks the recent battle had inflicted. "This place is still the same from back then, isn't it?"
He nodded. "Yes. Not much has changed, just the young ones who live on its soil."
"So your apprentice has gone then? A shame. I wanted to ask him something."
"Hmm?" Dohko looked at the wolf of old.
"I've seen the future once more. It's the only reason why I'm banged up. Otherwise, I might've escaped sooner. This future troubles me, because it involves that of which we believed to be finished. But I believe business with the god of death is never finished, isn't it, Dohko?"
"Yes. Sion and I understood that when the war ended two hundred years ago, leaving us the only survivors. If this is what you've come to tell my apprentice, Hoko, then don't. I want him to live a long life as a Saint. This time, I want more than two people to be alive when this is over."
"No, no. That isn't my intention at all," Hoko assured, waving his hand. "You know about the Galaxic Wars that going on in Japan, right? Well, one of my people are about to go there on invitation of one of the saints. But if she goes there, then she will be in danger. Our own situation is a bit precarious at best. I just wanted the Dragon Saint to help her a bit. After all, she's a bit… grouchy."
Dohko raised his brows in amusement. "Which one is this Biju?" he asked.
"Yonbi no Sado, the cockatrice of poison," the wolf answered. "Hmm? Maybe I should ask everyone to help."
"That troublesome?"
"Well of course! She's a bit sensitive in the terms of close bonds." He stood. "Well, I better go or my pursuers might find me and cause trouble you. Later, Dohko."
"It was good seeing you again, my friend," the old man nodded.
However, Hoko stopped after taking a few steps. "Oh yeah. Yonbi isn't really my concern right now. It's what will happen later."
"Hmm?" Dohko stood, not liking the sudden change of tone the wolf had.
"When the war begins, careful. Because she's return."
"Who, Hoko?"
Hoko gave a wryly smile. "She who started this world, when she allowed herself be killed by the humans she coveted." Turning back, he began to fade. "The one Hades loved, Persephone, has returned."