Stranger Ishida: This is like the 4th part to A Single White Rose!!! It's like a flippin' miracle! I don't know if I'll put anymore chaps up or not…. I may add a couple more… *Shrugs* I prob`ly won' t though.
Anthony: I'm already dead!! What else ya gonna do to me an' Matt?!
Stranger Ishida: *Grins* Nothin' bad…
Anthony: Comin' from you that has to be bad!
Stranger Ishida: Such worry wrops!!!
Matt: I gotta agree with da twerp, if you say something' it's gotta be bad.
Stranger Ishida: Not always!!!!!!!!!
Matt: Yeah… give her some credit… she tries
Stranger Ishida: Oh gee, I feel so appreciated!!
Anthony: -_- I'm not a twerp.
Farrie: You guyz are so *Bzzz* mean!!!!!
Anthony: *Snatches Farrie in hand* Aww, don't worry Far. She don't take in personally… I don't think
Stranger Ishida: That's right! You don't think!! About Anything!!!!!
Anthony: *Blinks* Have we made you…
Stranger Ishida: *Storms out of room and into bathroom*
Anthony: I guess I'll have to tell it now… I hope she feels better soon….
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Single White Rose 4: Returnth Sweet Angel Boy
"Anthony Ishida. The boss wants to see you."
"Wha… Michael, what are you talkin' `bout? No, he can't."
"Sorry Ant, he does."
"Well… do you know what he wants?" The angel with bright icy sapphire eyes and black hair asks.
"Nope." The angel with black hair and grayish eyes says. "I just know he wants to see you."
"Great… He prob`ly wants to send me back, most likely as a bug… Maybe a fly.
Michael shrugs. "Got me. Go see."
Anthony nods and starts to his Boss.
"Yo… you wanted to see me, Lord?"
"Yes. I have decided to send you back to earth."
"As what? A fly, right?"
"No. Something that refuses to die."
Anthony thinks it over moment. "A cockroach?"
The Lord starts to grin. "No, bigger."
"What? Dirt?!"
The Boss is one step away from laughing. "No."
"What then?! A chimp!?"
"Close."
"What then?! A gorilla!?"
"Getting closer."
Anthony thinks hard. "There is nothing… HUMAN?!"
The Boss has a big grin. "Bingo. A human."
"Any certain human?"
He gets a nod. "A very specific human."
"Ok… Sick… sick… sick humans… Dannal Hill?" He watches his boss shake his head. "Ummmm……" He sits his hands on his head and ruffles his hair.
The Boss is grinning! Not good!!! "I don't know. I can't think." He says.
"This person is dead."
Anthony stares at his Boss. "Gee, that helps. Hundreds of people die each day!"
"Watch this funeral. I know you have a habit of that."
Anthony turns around and watches. After a moment he says, "Nope. Sor-ry, don't know it, Big Guy."
Anthony gets a closer look at the one in the casket. "Th… that… that's me."
"You never watched your own funeral? But yes, I'm sending you back as yourself."
"N… No. You can't send me back as me!"
"I can, I will and I am. That's what bad angels get."
Anthony's eyes are wide. "I'm not bad… and what do you mean, 'Refused to die?'"
The boss holds out his hands. A file folder appears. It's a fat file folder with a few papers hanging out. He opened it up and read aloud. "October 31, 1990, you should have died 30 days after that, since you were born early. April 25, 1995. You got out in the rain ad got sick. Again, that should have killed you… I believe you had, pneumonia?"
"Umm… bronchitis sir."
"Yes, well, I'm a busy man, I can't remember everything, ah, there it is. Bronchitis, that's right. Well, anyway, you should have died. And then there was the lawn mower incident." He glances at Michael who had just walked in. "The lawn mower was suppose to chase and catch you."
"Oh, that?" Michael asks. "Anyone can make a mistake."
"Yes, right. Anyway, the point is, you should have died. You had many other times you should have died, but you didn't."
"You mean… my whole life was a lie!? I shouldn't have been alive in the first place and now you want to send me back?!"
"Not a lie really. You helped me. You changed a lot of people's lives."
"But… I…"
"Michael, get the body."
"You mean you have my body?" Michael walks away.
"Of course. If I didn't do you think I'd really send you back?"
The young man angel shrugs. "I guess not. I was just wonderin'. I know, curiosity killed the cat. Oh well."
"No, in your case it brought the cat back to life, didn't it?"
Anthony smiles. "Good one."
"Michael, hurry up with that body."
Michael comes walking out carrying a young man's body. Anthony immediately recognizes it as his, even if it is a bit older then it had been. "I'm comin'. Where do you want me to put it?"
The clouds open up and the Lord searches for a place to put it. "On that couch, there. He will wake as soon as his loving wife does. So time is running short."
"Sire," Anthony says. "I've been dead for seven years, won't it look a bit umm… odd if I just show up?"
"Yeah, sir," Michael said. "That would be a bit weird… hey, Ishida, remember, celebs fake their own deaths all the time." Then Michael goes off seeing Anthony starting to glare at him. He's getting out of here, he knows better then to get Anthony mad, he knows that guy's dangerous.
"Whoa," Michael complains when he gets back. "That is one heavy body."
"Hmm…" Anthony explains. "Everyone always tell me I'm a bit under weight."
"You're heavy with love." he Lord tells Anthony. "Physically, you're very light, but you're loved by many and you give so much back. You're a very special person."
"Oh, Ok…"
"Time to go Anthony."
"Wait," He grins. "What if I don't?" He smartly asks.
"Then you'll be vanished from here."
"Ok… I'ma goin'. Laterz." He closes his eyes and walks off the clouds.
(The whole light thing that happens when you go into your body.)
A man of 27 lays on a couch. His eyes pop open.
He puts his hand on his head to try and get rid of this killer headache he has.
He looks around half expecting to see clouds, half expecting to see a hospital or something! Instead he sees a living room. It's a very nice living room. There are beautiful rugs and fine polished oak railings, chairs and tables. It has to be the house of some rich person, but where is he?
He stands up and walks to a picture on the wall. It has a golden colored frame. It's a picture of a young man and a young woman. He recognizes the man as himself and the woman as his girlfriend, best friend and his wife. Monica. He smiles to himself. He remembers the day that picture was taken. It had been a beautiful sunny day.
They had been on a picnic. She had jumped up on his back and they were laughing and having fun. He remembers it well. It was before the accident, before they had graduated. This has to be his house, if so, where's Monica and why hadn't he ever seen it before?
"Was all that a dream?" He asks himself staring the smiling figures in the picture in the eyes. "It all seemed so real." He touches the picture. He moves his hand away from the picture and steps back.
He stares at himself. He's wearing a big green shirt, it's about 2 or 3 sizes to big and tight black pants. There's holes in the knees and they're to small. They're above his ankles! He's a very tall man, he knows that.
He lets out a heavy sigh and walks around. He leans against a wall and closes her eyes.
He opens his eyes as he hears someone walk clumsily into the room. Apparently half asleep. He smiles as he sees the thin figure walk into the room. She's not especially tall, but not really short. Her hair is a light shade of black and she has beautiful amber colored eyes. She looks like a model, a tired, sad model that had been crying earlier.
"Monica!" The man happily cries out.
She yanks her head in the direction of the yell. "An… Ant… Anthony?"
He smiles. "Yeah! Who else would it be?"
She stares blankly at him a moment then faints.
Anthony scurries over to her and kneels beside his love. He touches her face. "Monica, wake up." He brushes her hair back. "Is something…" Then all of a sudden he feels something latch onto his neck. "Hello!!" he shouts in surprise. He doesn't want to look at what's got him.
He moves his hand onto his back. He feels a small back there. He turns his head to too.
"Boo!" Yells a little boy of about 6 or 7 with jet black hair.
Anthony stares. "Hi." He's wondering who this kid is! He looks just like him!
"Hi." Says the little boy. "I'm Ben. What's your name?"
"I'm Anthony."
The doorbell rings. Ben jumps off his back and runs toward the door.
Quickly Anthony stands up and swiftly pick the kid up. He's not sure if the kid should get the door. "Get back here kid-o. I don't think so."
"Put me down! I gotta get da door!"
Whoever was at the door must have heard all this and decided to let themselves in.
"Hey you!" A tall blonde man with blue eyes shouts. "Put my…" The man stares at the one holding Ben. "Anthony?" The man's hard eyes soften a bit.
Anthony stares at this new man and nods. "Yeah… how would you know my name? … Who are you?"
"How could I not know your name?"
"We've never meet before? … Who is this kid?"
"What? Do you have amnesia or somethin'?"
"No, I remember everything perfectly well thank you very much. "
The older one clutches his teeth. "What do you remember then?" His little brother doesn't know him?! Impossible! His little brother, his dead little brother!! Don't know him! What is this?! "Here, give me da kid."
"Gladly." Anthony says passing the kid to the blonde. "Hey, wait… I don't know you, how do I know you won't do something' to it?"
Matt takes the kid. "Don't worry, this kid knows me, don't ya, Ben?"
"Uncle!!" The kid shouts happily.
"See?"
"OK." Anthony lets the kid go and closes his eyes. "A crash… ambulance… the last thing I remember is being in the back of an ambulance going to the hospital after the crash, then waking up here."
"What do you remember about your… ummm… sex life? That'll help you with the kid."
"Monica was… Twins?!?! He can't be my kid! He's like seven! My kids can't be seven!"
A little girl comes downstairs. Anthony doesn't notice her.
"Anthony," The blonde said "You've been dead for seven years, this is your boy.
"No! No!! Who are you?!" The man with black hair almost shouts opening his eyes.
"Uncle?" The little girl asks. "When did you get here?"
Anthony twirls around. He stares at the girl a second. "Is that…?"
"Yeah." The blonde says nodding. "That's Ben's twin, Cassie."
"I… I need to go outside."
"Ok, fine with me."
Anthony marches outside.
"Come here Cassie." The man says.
"Uncle Matt, that guy looks familiar."
"Don't you recognize him sissy?"
Cassie shakes her head. "No."
"Remember?" He asks. He sings, "Is that your face? Is that your smile? …. Remember? Cassie, come on, you gotta remember him!!"
"Daddy?!"
Ben jumps from Matt's arms. "Yeah! Daddy!" He starts toward the back door.
Mat picks the kid up. "I don't think so Benjamin Roy. Get back here. How could you know him?"
"Put me down!!" The kid sequels.
"Nope." Matt goes to a door and opens it up. He walks down the steps and comes back up a few seconds later.
"I've never been down here before…" Ben says in wonder.
"Don't worry, your Dad hadn't been down there till he was seven either… then he practically lived down there."
He closes the door to keep Ben from getting out of the basement and goes to where Monica lays on the floor. He kneels down next to Monica and touches her face. "Mon, wake up. Monica, wake up."
She opens her eyes. "Matt? I… I think I'm loosing my mind. I seen him… I… I felt him. Is my mind finally screwing up?"
"If you're goin' nuts Mon, so am I. I seen him too… he's outside."
"Holy shit!" They hear a neighbor yell right then. "I've only heard of one person hittin' a ball like that! And he's been dead for seven years!"
A few moments later then hear a long string of cursing. "Damn frickin' son of bitchin' shitnass fuckin' ball!!!"
"Yup." The neighbor explains. "Had that mouth too. You even look a bit like `im."
"Yeah…" Matt says. "That's Anthony… Definitely Anthony… He's the only one with a mouth 'worse' then mine."
Anthony walks in. He stares at Matt a moment with a look of confusion. He smile flirtishly at Monica. Then they hear a crash.
Anthony wonders off to investigate it.
"What's wrong with him?" The lady of the house asks.
"For one he doesn't know me… Can I use the phone?"
"Sure. Right there."
"Thanks." Matt says going to the phone. The noises from the basement decrease.
Matt's on the phone for about 5 minutes calling a bunch of different people. He puts the phone down again and goes to the basement door. He opens the door and peers down in the basement.
"Super Ben!" He hears in a childish voice that was Ben's.
"It's Super Midget!" Anthony laughs. Anthony's holding the kid up like he's flying.
"No, Super Ben!"
"Nah, midget, it sounds better."
"Ben!!"
"Midget."
"Ok, Super… Midget Ben!!"
"Nope! Super Midget sounds best!"
"Hey, Anthony," The blonde calls out. "Wanna come up? Maybe get somethin' to eat?"
"I'm playing with Ben… And I still don't know who you are."
"Oh, come on!"
"Come on what?!"
"Out of all the people around here you gotta know me! Me and your wife!"
"I know my wife, but not you. And why do I have to know you?"
"We grew up together!"
"Ok… Well, you're not Tk, you're older then me… Not Matt, you look to be nearly 30, not Tai, he has brown hair, Joe's is blue-ish, Izzy's a bit to short to be you, sides, he has reddish hair not Davis or Erik… I don't know you."
Matt was surprised. "Anthony!" He almost shouts.
"Whathony?!" He is a lot like Matt though…
Ben puts his arms around Anthony's neck. Anthony smiles.
"Anthony, you honestly don't know me, do you?"
Anthony slowly shakes his head.
"Uncle Matt, why are you fighting with Daddy?"
"Matt?!" Anthony yells. He stares in disbelief.
"Yeah," Matt says kindly. "It's me, Matt."
"You're kiddin'… You've changed a lot… Your eyes are… Are you 30?"
"29 thank you very much."
"If you're 29 then I'm…"
"27." Matt nods. "How old did you think you were?"
Anthony closes his eyes. "I thought you were 22... The last time I remember seeing you, you were 22 and that only seems like days or weeks ago. I only have believe the thing with…"
Matt smiles kindly and nods. "Come on, bro."
Anthony puts his arms around Ben so's not to disturb him. Slowly he starts up the stairs.
"Anthony," Matt says. "You have… gray in your hair… gray or… possibly silver."
Anthony shrugs. "I'll worry bout it later. What's the kid's whole name?"
"Benjamin Roy Ishida… Monica didn't want to change her last name back to Norton. Cassie's is Cassie Lynn Ishida."
"She looks like Monica."
"Yeah." Matt says grinning. "She does."
Anthony steps into the door. He sees a bunch of people there. His old friends. And a bunch of kids! About 16 kids I guess.
Ben lifts head up off his Dad's shoulder and gives his Mom a look that says, "See Mom, Dad's home." He lays his head back on his Dad's shoulder and drifts slowly off to sleep as Cassie goes to her Dad.
The End
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Anthony: *Sighs* There it is… Didn't she dedicate this one to someone? Oh, yeah, Jaded Angel and Lebeau-Ishida? I think… Jaded Angel for sure, not sure bout the other `en…
Matt: *Walks into room with black eye.* She's still mad…
Anthony: Fine, I'll go talk to her in a sec. Well anyhow, tell us what ya think… *Goes out of room*
Matt: Well, we gotta go… later peoples!