Even if you hated Dragonball GT, you might want to give this a chance (I
disliked the series very much myself). There was something MISSING for me
at the end of GT, and I just wanted to answer my questions for two
characters... You all must remember I am an English major and I am used to
using a LOT of imagery. So if you are confused as to why I used certain
things, feel free to ask me because there is a lot in this story that isn't
straightforward.

My Response to the end of Dragonball GT:

	It was a warm summer day and a cicada was chirping somewhere nearby. The
forest was as green as ever... butterflies floated over small pink clover
buds, sipping the dew of the day. She laid back on the sun-warmed grass,
breathing deeply, and watched the clouds above her swirling in their
endless journey.
	Gohan and Videl were off doing things together. They planned on picking
Pan up from school and then to go on a shopping trip since it was Gohan's
day off. Goten was also gone... out with his latest girlfriend, she
supposed. He seemed more interested in this one than the others he had seen
over the years, and she was a nice enough girl. Goten would settle down
eventually, and he never listened to her opinion anyway on that part of his
life. Somehow it didn't matter so much anymore. She wondered when she'd
finally accepted that they were fully grown and that there was nothing she
could do to keep them at her side anymore.
	But she knew.
	It was the day that Goku had left. The day he had left forever.
	Memories filled her.... of the day they had met... the day they had fought
in the Boudokai... their early married years... the birth of Gohan, when
they had been together... the birth of Goten, who she had bourne alone but
who looked so much like her lost husband...
	All the joy had been pierced with those desperate years of loneliness...
but he had always come back to her, despite it all, even defying death
itself. But this time.... this time she knew... He was never coming home.
How many years had it been now? She had ceased to keep track. Why was life
so cruel, and why did she personally always have to endure the cruelest
blows of fate? Worse still, his bright smile had vanished, his joy, his
appetite, his love for his sons, his kisses when they were alone... All
that was left was an attic full of dusty memories, and she had grown old.
	The clouds above twisted in a such a way that they resembled a dragon,
it's serpentine tail swirling through loops and swirls, overlapping each
other. Chi-chi closed her eyes and pressed her fists to her eyes to shut
out the sight.
	"Why? Why is it always me? Why am I always the one to suffer?" she sobbed,
feeling the tears biting at the back of her eyes, and she rolled over to
clutch her heart as it throbbed painfully in her chest.
	Long ago, Chi-Chi had asked Dende what had happened to her husband. After
a week had passed without Goku's return, she had made her son take her up
to visit the young Kami. She knew that there was little hope when Gohan had
merely looked at her with black, sad eyes. But she still needed to ask, and
he knew it; no answer her son gave would satisfy her. So she had asked God:
would her Goku-sa ever come back?
	Dende had laid a healing hand on her arm and shook his head sadly.
"Chi-Chi-san. I'm so sorry. Goku-san was a great being, and he has gone on
to be something even greater... Something more than any of us can
understand. He is greater than me, greater than Shen-Lon, greater then the
gods... But what he has become is so different from anything that has ever
been or that will be again that I cannot even describe to you what became
of the man you called your husband..."
	"Will... Will I at least see him in the spirit world when I die?" she had
asked quietly, holding in the despair.
	"Okassan..." Gohan murmured, reaching out his arms to hold her, but she
pushed him aside, determined to get an answer to her question.
	But Dende was already shaking his head again. "When he... CHANGED... he
did not pass through Enma-oh's gates."
	She had cried then, as she was crying now, and Gohan had taken her in his
arms, whispering words of comfort that only cut her heart more. Chi-Chi was
startled that it easier with no one here to comfort her. All she ever heard
were apologies and excuses anyway. It was always, "I'm sorry, Chi-Chi." "He
was needed for something greater than the rest of us." "He loved you, but
he had to help others." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...."
	And so, that time, after all the sympathy they had returned home, and the
years had passed.
	Chi-Chi choked on her sobs, beating the ground with one fist. "Goku-sa...
Goku-sa... I loved you so much. But you never loved me did you? You just
loved this planet. That and fighting anything that could be a challenge.
You never had time to love me... All I wanted was for you to love me..."
	Her sobs racked her small frame, and she was so caught up in her sorrow
that she didn't feel the warm shadow ease over her legs and arms and face.
But she did feel the strong arms pull her into an embrace, and she blinked
past the tears to see who held her close.
	"Chi-chi..." It was HIS voice. Not spoken, but there nonetheless.
	"Go...Goku-sa..!" she gasped, reaching her hands up to touch his chest,
his arms, his face. He seemed to be real, to be as he had been before,
again the man and no longer the boy... but...
	He smiled at her and she heard his voice again, whispering through her
senses. "Don't cry, Chi-Chi." It was then that she saw the aura that
enveloped him, a golden aura that shimmered so in the bright light of the
day that it was painful to look at. HE was painful to look at, especially
his eyes, which were filled with something so deep and distant...
	Turning her head away she gasped, closing her eyes and then opening them
again to adjust back to looking at the green grass. It was then she noticed
that the grass no longer seemed as green, nor the clover as pink...
Everything was suddenly tinged by a shade of gray, faded and shadowy in
comparison to what she had seen in her husband's eyes.
	"You aren't here to come home, are you?" It wasn't a question really, but
a statement of what she had already seen and knew to be true.
	Goku's unspoken voice enveloped her again. "Chi-Chi. I miss you Chi-Chi.
Don't be so sad. I love you. I always did, you know."
	At the word -love-, a vision accompanied his voice and she FELT his love
for her, his contentment and satisfaction when she was at his side.
	"I... I don't understand, I..." she struggled with the emotions filling
her, the love, the memories, the anger, and shivered at the stark contrast
of her loneliness to this being that was so full of joy.
	"Let it go, Chi-Chi. Come with me, Chi-chi. Please, I need you with me..."
	"But how can I...? Can someone go where...? I'm not..." Her eyes looked
toward the house where her children and grandchild lived. Where she had
lived and loved and grown old. But the house looked just as tinged with
paleness as the rest of the world.
	His eyes turned to look at the house too, and within moments it was again
lit with the brightest of colors, and she realized it was his memories that
so colored it. "Chi-Chi, don't worry about them. In order to go on you have
to let go... They will be happy. And you can see them from where I am. I
see them always."
	Chi-chi turned, and cupped his face, still not daring to look in his eyes.
"Goku-sa... when did you become so wise? So well spoken? So..." She buried
her face against his chest, and he pulled her forward to lean there against
his sun-warm skin.
	"I am myself, and yet I am no longer myself. I am many things. Do you not
want me as I am now?"
	She shuddered, "I don't know. I'm frightened of you now, Goku... Or are
you even Goku any more?"
	He kissed the top of her head and warmth filled her body. "Chi-chi, I am
as I always was and more. Yet all that I am, all that makes me whole, still
needs you to be complete."
	She was crying again, not knowing how to take this changed being, this
Goku. But she loved his words, loved hearing what she had always wanted to
hear. And she knew some small amount of the joy that had been stolen from
her all these long years.
	Chi-chi wanted more.
	"How...?" the thought began in her mind, but he was already answering her.
	His fingers stroked her chin and nudged her face upward, and he spoke out
loud for the first time, his voice powerful and filled with hope, deeper
than it had ever been.... resonating...
	"Just look up, Chi-Chi... Then look into my eyes..."
	And she did, this time letting the utter understanding draw her in.
	Suddenly, She stood at his side, floating in the air and looking down at
the house where they had lived for so many earthly years. She didn't
question Her ability to fly, for now She knew, She knew all things, and
that all was as it should be.
	"Goku-sa," She thought, "Take me home."
	He took Her hand in his, and She smiled at Her other half, Her smile
echoing His. He looked different now, but He was still Her love. And then
She saw in His eyes the reflection of Herself, and saw that She also was
changed. She embraced Him, and the two loved for a moment before He paused
to open a door in the blue sky and invited Her into that Other Place. After
They stepped through the door shut, and the muted brilliance of the day
returned to it's normal hue.
	But the cicada was silent, and so was the quiet figure who lay curled on
the grass in the late afternoon sunshine.
*******
	It was Goten that found her, and he crumpled to the ground at her side,
knowing before he even touched her that she was gone. Her skin no longer
had the luster of life; it was if all that she was had been taken out of her.
	"Okassan," he cried, pulling her to him.
	It was Gohan who found out the truth, when he went to find Uruni Baba and
asked her to take him to Enma-oh. Her name wasn't recorded in the book, so
she hadn't passed through there, of that Enma-oh was certain. He apologized
to Gohan, but still turned his finger to point to the door. "Return, go
back to the land of the living. You don't belong here."
	And Gohan left, returning to his family. 
	Gohan smiled, a true smile, and said to them all, "Come on! Don't be so
sad. I have good news."
	Goten blinked, shocked at his brother's obvious joy. "What are you talking
about?!"
	"Papa????" Pan reiterated, her big brown eyes open wide in shock.
	Gohan wrapped his arms around his wife and drew her close to his side,
where a wife should be. At one's side and in one's heart.
	"She's gone to be with Otousan," he informed them, "And I don't think she
will ever have to be without him again."
********
	Gohan and Goten sprinkled the ashes of her earthly body in the family
shrine, and placed a memorial to their mother up next to the memorial of
Goku's Grandfather and Chichi's mother; Chi-chi's father also; as Gyuma-oh
had died a few years earlier.
	Goku smiled and touched Chi-Chi, warming them both as they touched.
Without words, He communicated for Her to come look.
	"Why, they're burying me," She thought, "They seem so sad."
	"They're going to miss you," He answered.
	She blinked, "But I haven't gone anywhere."
	"Neither did I, but you still thought I had gone."
	"Hmm, will they ever understand?"
	"Someday," he affirmed, and smiled down at them. "They will live on, and
so will their children, and their children's children..."
	"It is good," She smiled. 
	She would wait for them; after all, She was good at that.
	And then They turned to other things: after all, the story was just
beginning.
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The End!!! (um, or the beginning...)

Please tell me what you think of this piece of whimsy.

hugs

misa