"This' my old training ground where I went before I was a real ninja." Naruto gestured widely at the grassy clearing as Goku looked around, impressed.

"Cool! Reminds me of my own training days." He stretched, vertebrae popping noisily. "King Kai just taught me an awesome new technique called the Spirit Bomb. I'd show you, but then I'd have to kill you. Literally."

Naruto cocked his head. "Spirit Bomb? What's that?"

"I spend five minutes screaming and looking ripped while I suck the soul out of every living creature on the planet. Then I throw it at my target and either he or the rest of the planet blows up."

The ninja nodded. "I see. Like the Rasengan Tactical Nuke."

Goku stared at him. "Whoa." He began hopping on the balls of his feet. "So, we gonna start training?"

"All right. Shadow Clone Jutsu!" Naruto crossed his fingers and summoned fifteen shadow clones which formed a ring around the impressed Goku.

The Saiyan grinned and flexed his muscles. "Ah, I see, you're moving so fast it looks like there are a ton of you. So that means if I do this..." he suddenly dove for the space between two of the shadow clones, face-planting in the soil and drawing looks of bewilderment from Naruto and his clones.

"Uhhhhhhhh, Goku?"

"Ysh?" he asked, voice muffled by several pounds of soil.

"What are you doing?"

"Plnng mh nrxt mrv."

"You might want to plan in a place where you can breathe."

"Grd rdr." Goku lifted his face from the dirt with a sucking sound, leaving a face-shaped crater in his wake. He looked around him at the clones, blinking dirt from his eyes. Naturally, his main-character features were unmarred by the horrendous impact which would have shattered a normal human being's face. "So... Those are actual copies? Not a fast move trick or something like that?"

The sixteen Narutos scratched their heads in unison. "Uh, yeah. You never seen a clone before?"

Goku pondered for a moment and then got an idea. It was the first idea the Saiyan had come up with in over three years. "Hey Naruto! Why don't you teach me how to make clones... And I'll teach you how to fly?"

Naruto's eyes grew wide. "Really?"

Sasuke walked down the streets of the Hidden Leaf Village, contemplating which form of pain would be the most fun to inflict upon himself that day. "Perhaps I could throw myself off a cliff," he mused in a toneless voice. "Or I could practice the Mangekyo Sharingan in a mirror." He stopped, a bright idea suddenly entering his head. "Or maybe," he intoned blandly, "I could go on a date with Sakura."

Suddenly Naruto spun through the air above him before disappearing over the tree line. "Sasuke! I can flyyyyyyyyyyyy..."

Sasuke stared emo-tionlessly at the spot Naruto had been just a moment before. "The fangirls are coming for me, aren't they?" He sighed. "Time to join Orochimaru, I suppose. Only he can save me from the Yaoipocalypse..."

Naruto landed dramatically with one fist punching the ground in front of Goku's ten-Saiyan clone army, breathing hard and grinning. "That was the most awesome thing EVER!" He started running in circles hyperactively. "I was all like ZOOM! And then I was all like 'Hi Sasuke!' And then I was all like BOOM!" He finally flopped on the ground contentedly. "This is a thousand times awesomer than jumping into trees."

Goku tried summoning more clones, but the field too full of buffness to admit another Saiyan. "I know, right?" The clones started sparring with each other, causing massive craters in the surrounding ground with every hit.

The ninja raised his head and addressed Goku. "Hey, monkey man! Wanna have some real fun?"

Goku stopped fighting. "Like what?"

"Oh come on, Neji!" Jiraiya pled as the Hyuuga boy bashed at a wooden post with his bare hands. "I just need to borrow one eye. One eye, and all my research will be complete!"

"No."

"Pleeeeeaaaase?"

"Get off my property, dirty old man."

The sage muttered angrily. "Dirty old man. I'll have you know I inspired the name of the main character!"

"And now we are forever doomed to play second fiddle to a boy who is named after fish puree."

Jiraiya ignored this jibe and began wheedling again. "Come on, just for an hour? I'll give the eye back right after that, I promise."

Neji kept pounding away at the post. "Hey Jiraiya?"

Hopefully the sage raised his head to look at the Hyuuga boy. "Yes?"

"Do I need to demonstrate the Eight Trigrams Four Thousand Ninety-Six Palm on you or will you leave peacefully?"

"All right, you win." Jiraiya sighed mournfully and shuffled out the of the Hyuuga dojo, lamenting the hard-heartedness of Neji and all his ancestors.

"Hey Pervy Sage!" Jiraiya looked up drearily to see his student and the newcomer standing before him.

"Naruto. Goku. Can you leave me alone? I can't have my way so I'm going to mope for the rest of the day."

Naruto drew close, whispering in his ear. "Goku here can teach you how to fly."

Jiraiya's mouth slowly twisted into an evil grin. "Really. Tell me more."

Meanwhile, in space, Mr. Popo stopped for a bite to eat. Fortunately for the Necromantic Ancients of Calciphion-132 Beta, Popo was just peckish. Otherwiise he might have eaten more than just their Immortal Space Priest Emperor. "I'm coming, Goku," the genie chuckled sadistically as he made his way leisurely through the dimensions separating the worlds of Naruto and Dragonball.

On Naruto Earth, Goku shivered.