Reclaiming
Disclaimer: Dragon Ball GT belongs to a bunch of really wealthy people, not me, and I make no money from this whatsoever.
A/N: I couldn't really believe it when I heard that they
just let Goku go at the end of GT. I mean, can you imagine Chi-Chi giving him
up without a fight?
Chi-Chi sat
on a cliff, watching the sunset of another day.
It was
another day without him.
She was
failing fast; even before he had left her, age was setting in. Her bones seemed
to creak a little more every day. Gray and white streaked her once jet black
hair. Lines, of smiles and worry, marked her face, and while she had aged
gracefully, she had aged nonetheless.
"Hello,
Gohan," she said, without turning around.
There was
the definite sound of a thump, as he dropped to the grass.
"How did
you know I was there?" Gohan asked, coming around to look at her face.
Chi-Chi
grinned at him, peering over the rim of her glasses. "Mother's intuition. When
my own mother was alive, she had this uncanny knack for knowing where I was,
and when I was going to get into trouble. I have a little of that."
Gohan
smiled back, and noticed again how frail she seemed. The fire that had been
able to terrify even the most powerful warriors in the universe had gone out,
leaving behind a cold shell.
"I have
seen Videl use something like that, whenever Pan was about to break something."
They sat
together, as the sun's lowest edge dipped into the horizon.
"Was I a
good mother?" Chi-Chi asked suddenly.
"You were
the best," Gohan answered, and then recanted when she gave him a glare. "A
little overbearing at times, but you did the best."
"I was,
wasn't I?" she sighed. Tears filled her eyes. "I wanted to be the best mother I
could. I never had one; mine died when I was so young. I wanted you to learn,
and have all that didn't. I'm sorry."
Gohan was
getting worried at the mood she was in. It seemed a little too…introspective.
"Are you
okay?" he asked, concerned.
Chi-Chi
looked into the eyes of her eldest. He didn't look any older than when he had
married Videl. One of the things that had terrified her when she was younger
was the idea of seeing her children grow up and die, somehow. Now, she was
grateful for their father's blood. They would stay young for long after she was
gone.
"I will be
fine. Its getting late, and Videl will want you home for supper, soon."
Gohan
sighed in relief. If she was worried about supper, then everything had to be all
right.
"Okay. Bye,
Mom!" he called as he flew off.
"I love
you, Gohan," she said softly, and went back to watching the sunset.
The sun was
halfway down.
"Oh, Goku,
how many times have you left me waiting for you?"
A gentle
breeze blew up from the rock below her.
"Didn't you
love me? Couldn't you have taken me with you?"
Her only
answer was birdcalls.
It was time
for her to go home, she decided, and got to her feet.
After
walking about five feet, she turned and looked at the sun again.
"I always
waited for you."
She walked
back towards the cliff.
"But now,
I'm going to find you."
Taking a few
running steps she jumped.
Oh,
Goku, you always catch me when I fall, will you be there to catch me again?
The sun
had fallen below the horizon.
