Note: This is a POV from Chi Chi about Goku's final death. (You know, the one with cell?) And, uh, yea. That's all I have to say. Oh, I got the idea of the title from that moment in the show when Trunks and Goten are like "Why weren't you there to save Gohan and my dad. You're suppose to be the strongest guy in the universe or something."
Diclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
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Why wasn't he there? Why wasn't he there to help me raise two sons? Why wasn't he there to help Gohan with his 'boy' problems? Why wasn't he there to squeeze my hand while I was giving birth to Goten? To yell at while I was going through labor? Why wasn't he there to train Goten so he could be a big, strong boy like Gohan and protect us? Why wasn't he there to watch our sons grow up? Why wasn't he there to support our little family? He supposed to be the strongest being in the universe!
Because he died. That's why he wasn't there. He died. He died saving our son's life. No, he died saving all of our lives. He saved us all. Every single one of us. He allowed Goten to be born. He allowed Gohan to become a teenager. He allowed me to open my eyes.
I have a lot of people to blame. Krillin: for destroying the remote. Vegeta: for letting that monster Cell take 18. But most of all: me. Every curse and word full of anger I threw at him that day for leaving makes me cry from sickness. He died with those as my last words to him. I never even said "good-bye".
Oh, I would take back every yell I ever gave him to see him just one night. I would trade my soul just to be in his arms again. I would give my life to just see his bright, loving smile. But that's not why he died. He didn't die to make me commit suicide. He died to save us. He died to give us a chance. He died so we could be there.
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Short, I know. But it's better short. Long and poetic just don't match in my eyes. *shrugs* Please R&R!