**Hey hey hey! Thanks for reviewing this chapter! I love getting feedback for my work! This is the next chapter of "Moving On". Matt and his dad go to Britain for the funeral, and find out that they have inherited something from Mr. Ishida's father. . . . a house. What on Earth will Matt do if he has to move?!?**

Moving On
Chapter 4

The wind blew in heavy gusts as people clad in black filed through the bleak cemetary. Rows of stone slabs comemorating the deceased lined the large patch of land, some pink, some blue, but most slate gray. Women walked slowly, clinging to others and trying to keep their skirts from blowing up in the gusty wind. Matt and Mr. Ishida walked with the casket, each bearing a pall. Matt's icy eyes were brimmed with red from crying, as were Mr. Ishida's. After a long hike through the memorials, the procession stopped at an open grave.
"You may be seated." the minister said solemnly. The people took their seats and listened to the sermon the minister delivered. After the minister was finished speaking, the casket was lowered into the ground, then covered with dark muddy earth. Matt looked up at the sky sadly, gazing at the gray clouds rolling across the sky.
'Why did this have to happen? He wasn't even that old!' Matt thought. Mr. Ishida stepped over to his son and put his hand on the younger man's shoulder. Matt relaxed slightly and looked over at his dad, who stared out across the cemetary blankly.
"Who was that man talking to you, dad?" Matt asked curiously, looking at the srivled old man carrying a brown briefcase in his left hand as he stalked out of the cemetary quickly.
"That was grandpa's attorney. He's got the will, and he wants s to come listen to the reading of it tomorrow. I think we've inherited something." Mr. Ishida answered, his voice tired and mournful.
"Come on, dad, let's go. You should rest a little." Matt offered as he walked with his father toward the limosine waiting outside the gates for them.
Sora flopped down on her bed heavily, burrying her face in her pillow. It had only been two days without Matt, but to Sora, it felt like three eternities. She sat back up and picked up her diary from off the desktop ad began to scribble furiously.
'Dear Diary,
I miss Matt so much! It's only been a couple days, and I miss everything about him, his scent, his touch. I want to hold him in my arms and kiss him, but he's so far away, and he won't be back until the end of the week. I think it's going to kill me not to see him until then! Oh well, what can I do but wait?' Sora wrote hastily. The phone in her room rang, and Sora spung for it, picking it up quickly.
"Hello??" Sora asked, praying Matt was on the other end. Her eyes lit up as a familiar voice spoke on the other end.
"Hey there, did you miss me?" Matt asked, his voice low and sexy as he spoke into the phone, sending chills up Sora's spine.
"Yes, very much. How is everything in Britain?" Sors asked, clinging to every word he said. Matt sighed loudly, startling Sora.
"They're going okay, the funeral was this morning. My dad's doing alright, but he was a wreck earlier." Matt replied, cradling the reciever with his shoulder.
"When are you coming home? I miss you so much." Sora questioned. She listened to her boyfriend's breath on the line.
"We have to be at the attorney's office tomorrow to listen to the reading of the will, so maybe we'll be home late tomorrow, but I don't know. I'll call you though." Matt replied, loosening his tie carefully. Someone knocked on Matt's hotel room door suddenly.
"Someone's here, Sora, I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" Matt said as he walked as far as the cord would allow him.
"Yeah, okay. Well, goodnight, and Matt, I love you." Sora breathed.
"I love you too, Sora. More than you'll ever know." Matt replied, hanging the phone back onto the cradle. Matt opened the door to a petite blonde girl with a cart full of food.
"Is this the Ishida room?" the girl asked, her British accent evident. Matt nodded, looking into her blue eyes as he ushered the girl inside.
"This is from your father, Richard. He says he won't be in for dinner tonight, so you go ahead and eat without him." the girl stated as she adjusted the small red cap on her head thoughtfully.
"Thank you very much." Matt responded as he tipped the girl and let her out of the room. Matt returned to the cart and began digging into the food, starting with the vegetable soup, and ending with the chocolate silk pie.
"Who knew British food could be so good?" Matt asked himself. He glanced at the nightstand and looked at the clock. Ten o'clock. Matt shrugged and changed out of his good clothes and flopped down into his bed, thinking of Sora the whole time.
'I really miss her. . . . . . ' Matt thought as sleep overwhelmed him completely.
The next day in Great Britain was sunnier than the one prior. Matt and Mr. Ishida sat uncomfortably in two stiff wooden chairs in the attorney's office as they waited for the old man to arrive with the will. As if on cue, the attorney walked in, smoothing his frizzy white, untamed hair.
"Someone needs a comb, huh dad?" Matt joked quietly. Mr. Ishida looked at Matt's messy blonde hair and chuckled.
"He's not the only one." Mr. Ishida retorted good naturedly. Matt frowned, then punched his dad playfully. The attorney cleared his throat, bringing the men to attention. The wrinkled old man nodded contently, then seated himself, arranging numerous papers and forms as he did so.
"I am Mr. Peabody, the late Mr. Ishida's attorney at law. I have here the last will and testiment of Mr. Ishida, and would like to read it aloud to you, the soul heir, Mr. Richard Ishida." the old man started, his voice crackly and generally old sounding. Mr. Ishida nodded.
"You don't have to read the entire will, Mr. Peabody, just read about who inherits what." Mr. Ishida replied. Mr. Peabody shrugged, then retrieved a pair of bifocals from his jacket pocket and began reading.
"To my grandson, Takeru Ishida Takaishi, I leave sixty thousand dollars. To my other grandson, Yamato Ishida, I leave sixty thousand dollars. To my daughter in law, Nancy Ishida Takaishi, I leave thirty thousand dollars. And to my only son Richard Ishida, I leave my entire estate, worth two million dollars, and also another twenty thousand dollars for his bank account." Mr. Peabody read. Matt and Mr. Ishida's eyes grew large as they realized what they had just heard.
"Oh my Lord!" Mr. Ishida cried loudly. Matt stared at the attorney in complete shock, still unable to grasp the concept completely.
"I didn't know Grandpa had so much money, dad." Matt whispered. The attorney smiled kindly.
"I helped your grandfather when we were young to start investing, he said he wanted to make sure his family had means to support themselves when he passed away." Mr. Peabody claimed. Mr. Ishida and Matt stood up, both shaking the old man's hand before leaveing the office.
"When we get home, pack all your things. We're moving over to Grandpa's house." Mr. Ishida declared as he tucked all the checks into his pocket. Matt stopped walking and stared forward.
"Moving?! But dad, what about school? And Sora? Good God I love her, dad!" Matt protested. Mr. Ishida turned and looked at Matt carefully, taking note of the tears that threatened to fall from his face.
"You can go to school here. There are a lot of wonderful academies in Britain. You'll be the best educated boy in the Ishida family." Mr. Ishida argued. Matt stood firm.
"What about Sora, dad? You're the one who talked me into getting together with her!" Matt cried angrilly.
"You will find someone else, Matt. We're moving, and that's final!" Mr. Ishida argued, his voice rising. Matt hung his head in defeat, and followed his father to the airport where their luggage was waiting at the terminal.
Matt slept for the entire trip, dreaming about Sora and what he had to say. He imagined her being angry. He dreamt about her finding another boyfriend and forgetting him completely. Matt awoke with a start when the seatbelt bell sounded on the plane. His azure eyes scanned the plane, recognizing his surroundings at once.
"Matt?" Mr. Ishida offered softly. Matt glared over at his father abgrilly.
"Save it, dad. I'm going to move with you. But I'll tell you what, when I am an adult and have a year of college under my belt, I'm leaving. And I'm going back to Odaiba to Sora." Matt announced, his anger boiling beneath his seemingly cool exterior. Mr. Ishida nodded and turned his head away from his son sadly. The plane touched ground, shaking the passengers slightly.
Sora stood at the exit to Matt's flight anxiously, her auburn hair up in a ponytail. She fiddled with her hair as she watched the plane land and approach the terminal. Her bright cinnamon eyes lit up as people began walking out of the exit. Sora watched impatiently for her boyfriend, and as he walked out of the exit, he spotted her standing in the back of the huge crowd. Matt snuck over to Sora and scooped her up into a hug.
"Matt! Oh God, I missed you!!" Sora cried with surprise as she wrapped her arms around Matt's neck tightly. Matt smiled and leaned into a passionate kiss with his girlfriend. Sora accepted his kiss happily, slipping her tongue into his waiting mouth. Mr. Ishida stood a few feet away watching the scene, feeling terrible about moving Matt away from someone he loved so much. Matt and Sora parted, smiling at each other gently as they continued to hold each other.
"Hello, Sora. Good to see you." Mr. Ishida said, sounding semi-cheerful. Sora smiled brightly and held Matt's hand as they began walking toward a cab.
"Good to see you too. I was wondering if I could borrow your son tonight, I've been working on dinner for a couple hours, and I thought maybe he'd like to eat at my place." Sora asked politely.
"That's alright with me. Make sure you are home by eleven, Matt. You're still only seventeen, and curfew is still eleven. That gives you two hours." Mr. Ishida agreed, walking to a different cab and getting in. Sora smiled and hailed another cab for her and Matt.
"I've missed you so much, Matt." Sora whispered. Matt smiled and tried to speak, but was silenced by Sora kissing him as they piled into the cab hastily. The driver sped off toward Sora's house, carting the kissing teens with him.
Sora opened the door of her house and let Matt in. She immediately went into the kitchen and pulled a small ham out of the oven. She basted the meat generously, then put the ham back into the oven. She stirred some vegetables on the stove and turned the heat up a little.
"Wow, you made dinner, all right. Sheesh, could you cook a little more?" Matt exclaimed. Sora blushed and pulled a cherry pie out of the cabinet.
"I wanted your first night home to be special." Sora explained. Matt grinned and kissed Sora's lips tenderly.
"It already is." Matt stated simply. Sora released herself from Matt's grip and pulled the ham back out of the oven, placing it on the table, then following suit with the vegetables. The couple began to eat, chatting about things that had been happening in Odaiba in the past couple days.
"Um, Sora, I have to tell you something." Matt said suddenly. Sora's face grew confused as she put her fork on her plate.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Sora asked. Matt sighed and started explaining the situation.
"I don't know how to explain this, but dad and I have inherited some stuff. I inherited sixty thousand dollars. So did TK." Matt began. Sora gasped, then grinned.
"That's wonderful! What did your father inherit?" Sora asked with interest. Matt looked down at his plate sadly.
"A house. We're moving right away." Matt replied, his voice low and upset. Sora stared at Matt in shock.
"Moving? To Britain? Oh God, Matt, no!" Sora cried, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. Matt walked over to the other side of the table and brought Sora into a tight embrace. As she sobbed, Matt ran his hands along her back, trying to console her.
"I'll be back as soon as I can, I promise. I want you to know that I love you with all my heart, and I'll be back as soon as I can get out." Matt consoled. Sora stopped crying and looked into Matt's dazzling eyes.
"I love you too, Matt, but do you think the distance will kill that? I mean, what if you fall for someone in Britain? What if I fall for someone here?" Sora asked, her voice choked with tears. Matt stiffened with each sentence.
"I don't know. We won't know until it happens." Matt anwered. Sora nodded and hugged onto Matt again. The clock struck eleven, and Matt cringed in Sora's arms.
"I have to go. I guess this is goodbye for now. I love you, Sora." Matt whispered, devastated. Sora kissed Matt feverishly.
"I love you too." Sora whispered as Matt walked out the door, leaving her life for good. As the door closed, Sora broke down and bawled uncontrollably. On the other side of the door, Matt leaned his back against the wall and cried, large tears streaming down his pale face.


**That's chapter four, all. The next chapter is coming up. It has been three years since Matt and Sora last spoke. Things have changed, Sora's with. . . . . .Tai!? What about Matt? We'll find out what happens when Matt comes home to Odaiba! Review this story please! I like to know how all of you feel about my writing!! Later!**