Sasha's Story/ Flashback

"It started a few days ago or something around like that, you came back and saying how you needed help." Sasha retells the events, "So we went with you to the place where you said you just happen to wake up and search the place for the other you, but when we found nothing. We all decided, even you, wanted to relax a little and so we went to grab a slice a pizza. You acted as though everything a few hours ago was nothing. The next day you came and call Jon. You told him that you got kicked out of your house by your parents because you were being too aggressive to them and to your sisters. When we found you in the park sleeping, you said you've no recollection of anything. Even when Jon showed you the phone and saw your name and the time you called. After that you went up to me and say, "Sasha I'll text you tonight, about what I want to do with you-"

I interrupt and shout aggressively, "Does this entire thing have anything in common to do with me being dead?"

She nods her head, I shut my mouth and try to listen. She continues, "Where was I now? I remember, "you tonight. Now I need to ask them if I can sleep in one of their houses. Bye" Then you ran off with the guys and I walk home. Hours later, I received your text stating, 'Meet me in the park at 7:15, I want to give you a surprise.' So I left my house and went to the park a little before 7:15 and when I heard something behind. I jumped into the nearest bush, but when I saw it was just you I was going to crawl out. I stopped when I realize you were with someone else. I move back quietly further into the bush and stand. I peer through the trees and I saw you and Jon together. You two were talking and everything, next thing I knew you were sucking on his face with your lips. The funny thing is that I thought you were staring at me through out it all, like you wanted me to see that. When you two finished, you and Jon argued for some time and he ditched you. You lean on a tree and were waiting for me. I stormed right up to you and ask scornfully, 'What the hell was that? Are you bi Marcus? Gay? I thought you said you were straight' Then you replied all nonchalantly, 'I guess you can't trust a single word I say can you?' After the smug look you gave me, I slapped your face so hard it was as red as a christmas light show and ran to my house broken-hearted. The next day, I saw you in your school and after you and Jon had your little talk, I grabbed your collar and asked you heatedly, then you tried to make yourself so innocent and made a lame excuse. You tried to stop me from shaking you, I released you, spat in your eye and left you there. I heard some people chattering and decided to listen to what they were saying. Everyone was talking about a blue demon-like creature, alien thingy hitting electronic stores everywhere, but always made sure it was caught on camera. Every single time when the police shown up to fight the beast, it bested them good and would disappear into the night like a ghost. Anyway that night, after the little thing with you in the morning, I went home, turned the TV on and what do I see. Your face on the screen, the last thing I wanted to see was your face. I would've turned off that second, if I hadn't been so caught up about the news and how they were saying that you were in connection with the monster. I was going to turn the TV off, when I saw a recording of a tape, it was showing you inside a vacant and closed down Walmart. You were signaling someone, then these little aliens or whatever came and took the electronics and when the police arrived to stop you. You killed them, you slowly torture them and then killed them. Then it played another reel of you and this little boy, of how you flung him into a tree and didn't do anything to get him back down. Next, they showed a tape of you fighting and you were speaking in this weird tongue and you slowly killed these two random people and for no reason either. I couldn't believe that it was you, but I didn't know what to say. Next I called you and asked, 'Come over my place tomorrow? I need to talk to you?'

Then you replied, 'Why not now?'

I asked, 'Because I'm home and have no idea where you are. Speaking of which, where are you anyway?'

You answered smartly, 'Because I'm here, in front of your house.'

I ran down the steps and you were standing in front of my door and looked horrible. You said pleadingly, 'Don't believe them, what they're playing are lies. I didn't do any of those things and you know me."

I look at you and asked in concern, 'Why do you look like seven buses hit you back to back?"

You answered tiredly, 'Because I've been searching for my past self for so many nights and I'm really tired.'

I offered you to sleep in my house and you did. You said like you had everything planned out, 'Tomorrow, I'll be out of here. Tonight though, I just need to sleep.'

I pointed to my couch, you sluggishly walked up to it and set your eyes on it. You closed your eyes, your body buckles and fell onto the couch and you fell asleep the moment you hit the couch. I was debating whether or not to call the cops, I didn't call them. I trusted in what you said and hoped everything was some bad scandal. You were so tired, I decided to ask you later when you were up and had more energy to answer my questions. I went to you and kissed you on the lips and then went straight to my bed. The next morning when I came down from my room, you were gone. You left early in the morning, I went back to your school and prayed I would see you. I did, but-but I had to hide.-"

She covers her mouth and sobs more, I hug her and she just cries until she regains her composure. She pushes me back gently and continues with the story, "I hid because there was so many mobs chasing you. I saw you run passed me in fear and I wanted to save you, but at the same I was worried about my own safety. So I let you run and once the rush of people passed me, I tried to catch up to see if I can do anything to stop them. But no matter what, they were just too fast for me and were going after you like a pack of wolves on a hunt. When I finally caught up I-I heard you pleading for mercy. I went through the group and saw your living mutilated body, crying for wanting to live. I saw you had no arm and your body was set ablaze, then you were staring down at Jon. I couldn't hear anything, but I saw Jon pointing a gun to your head. Next came-came the shot and you stop moving altogether. Then to make sure you were dead, they picked up your body and tied it to a tree. They then read the crimes you've committed, thinking you were still alive and the secret corp came and shot your body once more. I ran up to them and asked cryingly, 'You didn't have to do that?'

The captain said calmly, 'We had to do it in order to save the city from vermin, like him. It was the only way to level out the art of war, our battlefield. He tried to kill one of my men before and said something crazy about a fislien. He was a threat to everyone and was crazy. I thought we silenced him, but it seems he lived somehow. Now we'll no longer have any problems for us anymore.'

Every one was sent home, they played the entire event of your witch hunt on TV on every channel. The day after that, I went to seek Jon and Luis. When I found them, they were so destroyed at what happen and neither one can believe what they did; especially Jon. He was trembling so badly, he couldn't make not one word out of his mouth and I had to hug him.

He cries and screams, 'I'm so-sorry... Marcus! I-I didn't... kn-know what... came... o-over me! I-I-I-' I had to calm him down and hugged him and I told him that you would never be mad at him. He takes me to your service and wake, I met your family and they were heart-broken. Your mom gave me a picture of you, I took it and said, 'Sorry' to them. You had many people who loved you and all that were going to miss you, but not as much as me. The funeral was the worst, when they took your casket into the church and the mass. I went there, but my eyes were focused on the black casket of yours and how it said, 'I will always love you, even if I'm gone. I'm still with you, in your heart.'

That made me a wreck and I had to find Jon, Luis, and Blaze. I knew they would help me be better, only them because they were the only people I knew something about. We all heard your funny stories and good times, then when we had to leave and place your body in the ground. I couldn't help but cry on Jon as he held me, trying to calm me down and Blaze with Luis rubbing my shoulders to help me calm down. They all hugged me, we went up to your family together one last time and told them how he will never be forgotten and how he will be remembered of the good and not the bad things; he will live in our hearts."

I am speechless and I hug her once again, trying to contemplate this information of me - dead!

I ask her sullenly, "I'm sorry, can you please forgive me?"

She answers happily, "Of course, I still love you."

We kiss, but the kiss didn't have the fire like I thought it would, at least at my end it didn't. Sasha pulled back and had hope in her eyes as she honestly said, "Your parents told me your dreams and poetic talents. How you wanted to have one of your poems published in a book and how you would always talked about helping people and caring for that one person. I guess your dreams will come true, once you move on."

I say jokingly, "Did they have to tell everything?"

We both let a light chuckle at this and my eyes fell to her wallet, wondering what she was looking at. I grab her wallet, open it and see a picture of me - inside a drawn heart. I look to her and say shockingly, "You kept that picture?"

She nods her head, but pushes me back confusedly and questions, "How can you be here, unless it was the other you?"

I nod my head and answer sadly, "Impossible, he already died prior to this. Something doesn't add up."

I add nicely, "Now that doesn't matter, because I've you."

She looks to me, grins, but it disappears. The words I said seem to went over her head and she states somberly, "No, I can't be with you though."

I open my eyes in shock and confusion and question what she said, "What! Why not? I thought you wanted me!"

She looks down and says emotionlessly, "Because I gave my heart to another man when I found out you were dead and I can't love a dead man."

I shout wildly, "I'm not dead though! I'm here and pretty much alive!"

She retorts tensely, "At this time, in this place, in this reality you're dead to everyone!"

I bring my head down, blankly staring at the ground and trying not to accept this truth. All my dreams, hopes, everything came crashing and burning right in front of my stoned face when the words resounded in my ears. My thoughts, 'I can't believe this, I lost two people I ever loved one right after the other and for what. Now, I'm lonely and everyone thinks I'm dead. It's not fair and some people think I'm a crook because of all those robberies. Wait! The robberies, they might have something to do with my demise? The only way to know is to ask Sasha?'

I cock my head to her and ask interestingly, "Did the thiefs stop right after my - (forcing myself to say it) my death?"

She looks to me and explains shockingly, "No, they still continued a little afterwards. There hasn't been any recent activity though."

I say herocially, "Well, I'm going to track the thieves, find out what they're doing, stop it and them, and show everyone I'm alive and not the one behind these little crimes."

She says in a unsupportive tone, "That's a good plan, if you were a kid! You don't even know where to start and if the police, secret services or SWAT couldn't do it. What makes you think you can?"

I shot a daring smile and boldly announce, "Easy! I've some friends that can help me in searching the perpetrators, they have very exquisite and special talents, but now I need you to call Jon and the other guys and tell them I'm alive."

She is completely lost and asks questioningly, "How do you expect me to do that?"

I look at her cell on her waist, take it, and take a picture of me and her. I give back the phone and say calmly, "There, now you've proof that I'm alive and well. Bye."

I pull her into one more kiss and I call out to the guys, "Sti-I mean Kenny and Makoa, we're leaving."

I go to them and we all run from the place. Once we're far from the town, Stitch can sense how much turmoil I'm feeling. He asks brotherly, "Marcus youga good?"

I nod my head and state impassively, "I'm good, but I'm not Marcus. I'm Massimo now and I swear I'll fix this."

My thoughts, 'But when we're done here, I've to rebuild my broken and shattered life or make a new one now. Also, whoever framed me will pay most certainly with their petty life. They cause my family and friends so much pain, because of my death.'

Searching for some time...

So with that we went and examine any place we could, but we were short on clues. So we decide to take a short break, after all we went really far into the woods to find any old abandoned places that can be good hideouts. Though, we find nothing here and we were getting tired from not eating. So the three of us decide to go back to see Sasha there and ask for some grub. When we go back to the restaurant and we find Sasha making out again with the same guy as before. I look at him closely and lowly ask, "He looks oddly familiar, but why?" They both caress one another, but that guy looks like someone I know. I repeat annoyingly, "I mean I feel like I should know him. God! Why does he look so familiar?" As they both turn to the window and pull off their kiss, I finally check the guy and my heart falls to the pit of my stomach. I was blown away at what I saw and it really kills me. The guy was...was Jon! I say heatedly, "Jon! She moved on to Jon! My best friend just up and takes my girl!" Stitch and Wolf can sense my rage and try to settle my flames of hatred at this scene.

I rant incoherently, "That little Portuguese - Brazilian, porkchop...he...her...together...can't believe them...he...she...over me...love...her...she...love...him...they...each other...couple...two them!"

I rush into the restaurant wanting to discuss something to them, when I barge into the little love fest the two were making. Stitch and Wolf follow me into the room and were ready to stop me from killing Jon in a heartbeat. I look crazily at them and my fuse was reaching its end. I was tapping my foot impatiently, trying to think happy thoughts - but they were wash by this little lovey dovey thing. I, trying to contain my anger, speak, "I think you guys need to take a breather!"

They both stop, turn their heads to my direction and were stun at my appearance. I caught them in the act and was waiting for someone to say something, because even the sound of my foot tapping was about to send me on a tangent.

Jon sets his eyes and scrolls them up and down my short figure and speaks first boldly, "Who the fuck are you?"

I bat my eyes to Sasha, as her body twitches at my gaze and then she shrugs her shoulders. I reply gritting my teeth, "A friend, a very good very of Sasha's. Almost a boyfriend to Sasha! I'm Mar- I mean Massimo!"

I try to leave now, not trying to make this even more confusing; however, my stubbornness wouldn't allow me to leave.

He asks hot temperedly, "Who are you?"

I reply grinding my teeth together, "I'm just an old friend to Sasha."

He bats a 'Do you know this person' expression to Sasha and she nods yes. He looks to me and I can see he despises me and doesn't even know it was me, I couldn't blame him though. I was two feet shorter and had more muscle build up since we last met, but he should see that there was a hint of me right here; his friend, in front of his face. I couldn't keep up the ploy, so I collapse and burst out at him; completely forgetting he doesn't know I'm Marcus.

I ask angrily, "You don't remember me do you, but I know you Jon and I wish I could kick your ass. I can't believe you, my best friend would do this."

The detest look turns into a confused and battle-like glare, I look at Sasha and signal her to tell him about me right now; this instant. When she understands it, she whispers something into Jon's ear and his face went from 'Attacking and going to beat the hell out of you' to 'Oh my god'. He looks back at her, then to me and back at her.

He asks confusingly, "Are you serious? You're not pulling my leg?"

She nods her head no, he turns back to me and his eyes began to water. He releases Sasha, walks up to me and hugs me. I try to keep my furry at them; especially to Jon, but then I hear Jon sobbing onto me; heavily on my shoulder, and it hastily diminishes. I really couldn't hate any of them, just wasn't in my nature to hate people. I was happy to see Jon again, but not like this.

He sadly chokes, "I-I can't... be-believe this! M-Marcus... your b-back! I-I'm so-sorry...some-something came...over me! I-I would...never...never hurt you! Don't h-hate me...ple-please ...d-don't...hate...m-me. For-Forgive me...pl-plea-please. Please,...for-forgive...me."

I rub his back and say nicely, "It's okay, I don't blame you and I can't hate you. Even when you took my girl and as soon as you recognized this was me, you know me too well. On that matter, you know that I can't hate my friends. I can never hate you, you're my best friend and I'll always forgive you. Also, I can't really hate people."

He was shaking violently and I didn't know what to do to calm him down; however, on instinct I kiss him on the head, which makes me blush brightly in front of Sasha, Wolf and Stitch. At least, it stop Jon from quivering and just whimpers quietly. Until he jokingly responds, "When did you become such a homo, kissing guys?"

I laugh at him and say mockingly, "When did you become a girl and break down in front of people?"

He gives a little chortle, he lifts his head up and we stare at we other. I was about to cry seeing his sad expression, we both hug each other and pat each other on the backs. When we felt we were good, we split and were good to go.

He wipes his tears and asks troublingly, "Wait? If you're here then does that mean I killed the other?"

I nod my head in disagreement and explain plainly, "I don't think that was my future self, I think someone is setting me up. I just don't know who did it or why?"

I wipe my eyes, as silence over takes the room and Jon, Sasha and I just look to one another.

We all say in unison, "Awkward."

After that we had a little giggle about how we thought the same thing.

I look to my hands, fiddling with my thumbs and ask half-heartedly, "Soooooooo um? When did the two of you, you know. Hooked up, became a couple?"

Sasha answers in a light, gentle tone, "It was some during and mostly right after your death. Jon and I were spending so much time together, we eventually fell in love with one another."

I state as her words cut into my heart, "My death, brought the two of you together? I don't know whether to be sad and yell at the both of you or be happy and congratulate the both of you."

Jon talks meekly, "Sorry about stealing your girl."

He adds confidently, "Only because of that pain was I able to see how beautiful Sasha was, how sweet and caring she was. She's the prefect girl."

She blushes and speaks lovingly to Jon, "And I would've never guess under that big exterior was a nice and big heart with a gentle and artistic guy. My Mr. Right in you."

Jon becomes fluster as they interlock their hands with one another, completely forgetting my existence there in the room with them.

My thoughts about this was turning my stomach, 'Great, if they start calling each other pet names. I'm going to puke, but then again. They're in love, so I should keep my contents in me and suck it up like a man. Even if it kills me, watching them have what I once had with Sapphire. This is what I get for cheating with Sasha, stupid karma!'

I respond gently, showing that I was present, "It's okay. I didn't want you to be heart-broken forever, I actually would want you to move on. The saying goes if you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it was meant to be and if it doesn't. Then it was never yours to begin with."

I look down afterwards, not wanting to ruin their moment any further. I try to hide my pain and broken heart, so that is why I look down at my feet. My thoughts come rushing in as everything I once dreamt, once again came down and burned right in my face. My mind notices the contradictions in that, 'If that was true then she would still want me and not Jon, though they did have a longer period to know each other. There is nothing to be done now, they're a couple now and I want the best for the both of them. Even if it means giving up my love for Sasha and watching the two of them. So she can be happy with Jon, forever and ever. GOD this bites!'

They both turn to me, Sasha releases her hands and walks to me gradually. When she comes up to me, lifts my chin and knew how much I was hurting. She brings her arms around me, cuddles me and rubs my back softly. I drop my head, to hide the tears. They were forcing their way out, but I was determine not to cry in front of them. I didn't want to breakdown in front of them because I didn't want to make this happy moment a sad one. After that, she goes down to my level, raises my chin once more and kisses me on the lips. Now all those tears I try to hold back explode, because this kiss was better than the one before - it reminds me when we were at Blaze's house and how everything back then seem somewhat simple. I wish we could go back to that point and relive every moment together, but I can't keep myself in the past. I lick around the bottom of her lip, begging for her to open and she does. She moans as I kiss her tenderly, completely forgetting about everything and everyone. She forces her tongue into my mouth and I groan in pleasure, this seem to last forever and we both want to keep this. Our minds were brought back from lala-land and we separate and lay our foreheads against one another. We both grin at the same time. I look deeply into her eyes, then dart them to Jon; who was a very unhappy camper right now, and bring them back to Sasha. I whisper caringly, "You're boyfriend is very angry at this, we should stop."

She whispers back to jokingly, "He should know I do what I want and when I do it, like you did."

We separate, I walk pass her and straight to Jon. I lay a hand on his shoulder and talk to him nicely, "Don't be an idiot like me. Keep her, she needs you now. The two of you will be fine together."

He places his hand onto my shoulder, smirks and happily responds, "Thanks pal, I'll take your advice."

I whisper jokingly, "Sure, I mean you already took my girl. What more can you do?"

We both laugh, I punch his arm playfully and was happy that something good happen when I came back to my world. I feel as Jon was hiding something from me.

I ask wonderingly, "Jon, Are you two by chance alone?"

"No," he responds holding his excitement, "We're alone."

I was reading him and if I was right, he had something he was hiding from me. I repeat seriously, "Are you sure?"

He looks to Sasha, behind my back she nods, he looks back to me and shouts gleefully, "Luis, Blaze come in!"

I was shock, I turn around and I see them right there. They run to me, Luis jumps on me and hugging me hard. I fall onto the floor with him on top of me, then Blaze leaps onto this little event and Jon shouts like a kid, "DOG PILE!" I look to him, beg and nod my head no. He evilly smirks and joins the rest of us, I was happy; yet, I too was in pain. I ask agonizingly, "Pleeeeeaaaaasssseeee! Get off me? Too many guys on me, can't breathe! Get off?"

I shout kiddingly, "Sasha call the cops, I'm being raped here!"

We laugh and they finally get off me, then lift me off the ground. Luis mirthfully says, "Bear! I can't believe you're here. Alive, but shorter!"

I ask them, bother by they both just showed up and ignoring the last bit in Luis' responds, "How did you guys get here?"

Blaze intervenes between me and Luis, he hugs me and states proudly, "Sasha texted us, to come and see something we would never believe. Then she sends us the picture of you, we didn't believe it. She also sends a recording of your voice, we knew you were alive. I rush with Luis here and waited for our time to greet you."

I say nicely, "These two are friends of my, this there is Sti-! I mean, Kenny and this is Makoa."

We all shook hands, I notice Sasha had an inquiring look on her face and it made me worry.

We did some light chatter when I notice Sasha looking at Stitch and Wolf.

She goes up to Kenny (Stitch) and Makoa (Wolf) and says knowingly who their true identities, "So these two are the experiments from Stitch's world?"

Stitch states politely, "Ih. Meega Stitch. This Wolf."

So while they were talking, I couldn't believe my eyes and ears. My thoughts, 'How did she know that they were experiments? I mean alien is should a broad term, but I think she would've said that. But experiments? She asked if they were experiments! Someone told her, but who? Someone who is really close to her and me...Jon!'

My jaw drops, I slowly cock my head to Jon with my eyes wide and ask in an ill-tempered tone, "Yooouuuu told her?"

He shrugs his shoulders, smirks trying to make himself innocent and sputters a reply, "It...might've...sort of...possibly slip from my mouth, once or twice."

I ask with an exacerbating tone, "Once or twice! How much did you told her?"

He skiddishly replies, "Maybe a smidgen of here and there."

I look to him, my expression reading 'Tell me now or else' and he confesses, "Certain details, don't need to worry though. She doesn't know about you being able to transform into Stitch."

I spat at him with harshness in my voice, "You did WHAT! Is that suppose to make me feel better?"

He looks down and plays with his fingers, hoping I would cool down. I collect myself and calmly say, "Well at least that little thing is still our secret."

Sasha grabs my arm and asks batting her eyes at me, "Can you transform right now?"

I look to Jon, my expression now 'Prepare to die!' I nod my head and was going to attack when Sasha continues, "Luis! You said he once transformed when he was angry, does that mean he is going to do it now?"

He was doing everything to keep her trap shut, but I heard everything and I turn to Luis ever so menacingly. I say with an enraged tone, "Luis! You told her!"

He makes a feeble attempt to explain, "It was during our time together and it just slip between my lips, sorry."

I retort steaming with angry, "How would you like it if I put my fist between you lips!"

Sasha comes behind me and tugs me back. She says innocently and trying to defend them, "Not their fault, I beg them to tell me. If anyone should feel you anger, it should be me."

I take a moment, thinking about everything and just exhale. I say defeatingly, "I'm sorry everyone, it's a sore thing."

I continue with my confession, "I can no longer change, Stitch's family had to inject me with a repressor drug and a large dose to be precise. I lost everything."

Stitch adds sadly, "Ih. Lost Sapphire too. His-"

I look to him, Sasha had her mouth open, I run from Sasha's grasp, up to Stitch and cover his mouth. I make an excuse, "He doesn't know what he is talking about."

She responds wanting to know more about Sapphire, "Who is this Sapphire chick?"

I make another excuse, trying to change the subject, "Guys why not we eat something, I'm starving. How about you?"

I was about to leave when I felt a finger on my chest, I didn't want to look up at Sasha's mad glare and have it piercing into my soul like before at Blaze's place.

She pushes my back up against a column and repeats with more force in her tone, "Who the fuck is Sapphire?"

I want to say something to defend myself, but Stitch opens his mouth at the worst time and says, "Sapphire Marcus' boojiboo, was boojiboo."

I glare at him and I shout angrily, "Stitch, you're not helping me!"

I look back at Sasha and she adds two and two and states heatedly, "When we were about to be something, you fell in love with someone else. Well, didn't you?"

I try to push her off me, but half of me want to tell her the truth about me and Sapphire and how I lost her and hope to make our friendship intact. The other half is screaming run away, if you tell her about you and Sapphire she'll hate you and just after we had a good time.

Finally I was able to get her off me and explain myself, "This is very complicated and I don't know if you want to know everything."

I look to her and she's waiting for my story. I gulp and say kindly and quickly, "After my future self and I left, we try to help him go back home and so we went Stitch's world through this thing called the Wormhole Teleporter Generator or W.T.G. When we arrived, we were not on Stitch's island and instead found ourselves on a spaceship. We searched the place, found Gantu and tried to stop him. He escaped, we went to Lilo's place and decided to stay for some time. Then we went to her little town and were attacked by Leroys, I was scared of dying and so I fully transformed and lost control of myself. Wolf, Stitch and my future self did everything to constrict me. We try to use the teleporter, but Gantu stole it and so we went to Lilo's home, Sapphire kidnapped me and we had a little time together. The next day I went back to the house, came to my senses and was ready to do some damage to Gantu and the Leroys. Sapphire would always move on me, so I told her I loved you and my future self loves her. But as we had more contact, I slowly liked her and my future self really notices when we were off our way to stop Gantu. We had a little talk, continue running and found Gantu with the Leroy clones and Hamsterviel with them. Hamsterviel wanted to be king, so with Jumba's device he would ruled many worlds and he set the Leroys to fight me, my future self, Wolf and Stitch. We all fought, but in the end I was hit point-blank with Gantu's gun and it sent me flying to the machine. The next thing I remember is waking up in Lilo's house, covered up like a mummy and having machines on me. Sapphire was there and alerted Jumba of my awakening, he came in and removed the machinery on me. Then they said the mission was a failure, the machine was destroyed, my future self was no more because he fell into a black hole from the machine's destruction and that I would be really unstable because I was in a coma, they all leave and let me fall asleep. Hours later, Sapphire comes in and we share another moment together. After that I hated myself, I felt like I cheated you and ran out of the house and passed out. I wake up again in Lilo house and Sapphire was there, I went to sleep and once again she came into my room and we had our special time with one another. The next morning I was moody with Lilo and left the house, after I came back to the house. We both had a very bad and ugly argument, which made me run out during a thunderstorm. They all found me as I was playing with the W.T.G, I wanted to run away from everyone and everything. Some reason I become crazed with power, after some fighting they have me captive and Sapphire injects me with a repressor drug. Which made me transform back to human, but it was such a large dose to change me that Jumba said I would never change and I lost all my abilities with it. He said I could go home, but I was torn because I wanted to tell everyone about me being part alien and how I fell in love with Sapphire. Since I was human, I couldn't do that and we just talked together. You know, trying to make it last. The next day was my going away party, I was surprised by this and all of Stitch's cousins came up and hugged and licked me. I went over to Sapphire and said goodbye to her, we kissed and I was whisked to the machine and teleported back home with Stitch and Wolf. I was hoping that I could stay with you, but you fell in love with Jon."

They all were shocked at how fast I said that, then Sasha being a smart aleck responds, "So you went back to Stitch's place, fought this Gantu only for him to run away. You stayed there, were attacked by whoever these Leroys were and got so scared you transformed into Stitch. Then when you tried to get some senses with the W.T.G thingy, it was stolen and so you retreated to Lilo's house. Where you were kidnapped by this Sapphire person and spent the night together, you left to regain yourself and she was there and putting the moves on you. You let her and then after so many, you told her you loved me and she needed to love your future self. Then when you went to retrieve the machine, did well until you were blasted in the face. The machine was destroyed, you lost your future self and had to recover back in Lilo's place. When you awoke Sapphire called Jumba, he removed the stuff off you and said all those things. They you tried to sleep when Sapphire came back into you room and the two of you had a moment together. You ran out, got too emotional and passed out. Back at the house, you've recovered and you had another moment with her. The next day, you and Lilo had a very bad fight, you stormed out then came back and the two of you fought and you left again. You wanted to runaway, then they stopped you and after fighting. Sapphire injects you with a drug, making you go back to human form and then you were sad because you couldn't be with her. You spent the last night together, when day broke you both tried to make a day last before you came back home. You had a little party, you went to Sapphire and said your goodbyes to her. Then rushed to the machine, where you came home and brought Stitch and Wolf with you."

I could tell by how she said Sapphire, she was really peeved at me and I couldn't blame her. She asks half-heartedly, "Why were you so sad leaving her after she physically hurt you?"

I answer in a melancholy tone, "She did it to save me, but when she did. We couldn't be together, what was worst of all is that I chose to stay in that world with her. I felt like I had to replace the love she had for my future self, it was my duty. I soon realize that in actuality that I really did love her and I want to spend the rest of my little experimental life with her. Humans and experiments can't be together, it just can't happen."

She looks down, I could see she was hurting and didn't want to believe me. I look at my feet and say with all my heart, "I know it's not right and sorry for doing that to you, after all you waited for me and I do that to you. I'm sorry."

She looks up to me, walks to my direction and raises my chin. She asks confusingly, "Says who can't the two of you be together?"

My eyes roll down as I reply sadly, "The universe apparently. She can live many years, while I can't. It didn't seem right to be with her, when later on she'll be the same and alone when I'm gone."

She makes me face her, glances my eyes and she understands everything. She replies somberly, "You still love her don't you?"

I disappointingly comment with lackluster eyes, "Yes, but it doesn't matter now."

"It always matter, you taught me that." Sasha happily replies.

I ask emotionally, "Are you upset? I guess you hate me now and want to never see me again?"

Sasha comments gleefully, "I'm not upset, I can't hate you. Sure I'm a little hurt, but I'm with Jon and everything work out in the end for us. So it'll work out with you as well."

My pale face regains its original complexion, I turn my eyes and see she wasn't angry at me or hated me. She just wanted the best for me, my face glow as she took some of the burden off me and I hug her.

There was some silence in the room, until Luis spotted something outside. He screams surprisingly, "I don't believe this!"