This story was a long time coming- not to mention writing! But here it is- the only thing I can say is, if you're a fan of stories that take effort, and you're a Sonic fan, give it a chance. :P
I tried hard to really give the characters depth. The way it's done is in the very least, unique- but I'm not claiming to be a Tolkien, so go easy on me:
I won't tell you who the POV is- don't worry, you'll find out. Maybe you'll have it figured out before you get to the name?
I'll be writing more & updating it based on people's reactions to the first two chapters.
So... enjoy, and let me know your thoughts!

Sonic's Girl

I woke up with one thrumming, complex but obvious thought.
I was with Sonic's girl!
My eyes hadn't managed to open before all the events from the night before hit me.
The scent of her room consumed me, and delivered a yearning to have her close.
I didn't care how or why I got here, I just knew it was where I wanted to be. Confirming this delightful horror was a reality that wasn't difficult. I could see the small feminine form now, feel her curled against my side- and the blankets, her lovely rose colored blankets- rose and fell with her calm breathing. Had this set in for her? I didn't know. I wasn't sure- but was praying that she wouldn't wake up in a few moments and set into a slow, dooming mortification over her actions. Or... had this been what she'd bargained for? I swallowed down the smile to myself. You better expect the worst or nothing! Because again, the answers weren't mine. I was now sitting up, eyes drifting across the girlish decor that was this lovely off-limits room, to guys besides the one she had claimed she'd marry. Where he stood in her interests- hell, where I truly did for that matter- was another mystery thanks to the night before.
I couldn't help but feel a defensive sting of jealousy- an annoyance at the idea of Sonic perhaps being here in the past.
Oh, nice. I'm sure that's a prosperous way to feel about a good friend, & their apparent girlfriend. Sonic was a whole different realm in this... and that just so happened to be the part I was most reluctant to touch on. What they were was a mystery! But whatever it was, it had been going pretty strong- it started before I arrived on the scene.
He'd never denied it... yet he'd never confirmed it, either. In fact, he didn't seem to care enough to spare the time to. Most of the time I saw her, she was looking for him, not being with him. I could never understand the appeal in a relationship like that, but I never questioned it.What was the point? Did I honestly think it was going to change? The evening would roll around, she'd be alone, perhaps upset that she'd wasted her day. We'd sit and talk until she was sleepy, and pout home to recharge and do the same thing again. I was unsatisfied that she accepted that.
Uh... I guess I made that known!
But this...This was a bit of an overshot. This wasn't on the list of things that I expected- realistically- to happen between the two of us.
Not that I was violently opposed... I glanced down again, worry knotting my stomach.
How did I end up here, specifically against him? My main concern was that she'dbe wondering the same thing. She seemed bent on him, truly. Ugh, not to mention Sonic again...
Ah, and there it was again, on cue. I should've thought something of the way my chest would flare indignantly, as if his name was a reminder.
He didn't treat Amy as good as she deserved.
I was bothered by how often someone so valuable could be taken advantage of. What Sonic found so repelling about her nature remained another unsolved mystery to me. I considered him lucky to have someone with such dedication to offer him. Obviously, he had other thoughts on it. He always found ways to evade her, yet evade other girls to keep her tagging along. Some days, she'd run into him, and the day wasn't so bad after all. He'd promise dates that he wouldn't show up for- some good reasons, some bad.
Either way, I always ended up being the one filling the empty chair, frowning often at her tears that she made certain to withhold embarrassedly.
I think I'd cry too, feeling as lonely as she did for so long, pining away for a person that never had time for you. Then again, I guess I was the closest she'd get to a person relating to her. So many empty promises, unfulfilled- and waiting around for him must've been a tiresome day job. Was that why she was here? Was it pure loneliness? Or perhaps... I flushed to no one but myself, sinking down into her soft bed sheets again, nuzzling close against her hair. I noted how pretty it smelled, even after sleeping on it...
Nah, expect the worst. She was going to regret this.

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The night before...

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Although I was now excited, I hadn't planned to go. I'd gone to the party thrown by Rouge two days prior, where I'd suavely decided to be the one laying off that night. I nearly wept in embarrassment as the night was closing, everyone had drinks in them, and I'd just been informed that I spent the entire night on an intoxicated boogie rampage (I'd like to forget the fact that I was wearing one of Rouge's bras, and never registered this fact until I woke up with it on the next morning... well, at least Sonic was guilty of that as well!) After all, the guys had courageously stepped up to a shooter shoot out initiated by Knuckles. Everyone had their own reasons for wanting to get loose. I just chose not to let anyone in on what my own silly hopes were.
Sonic was always the most fascinated in that, 'the personal and the meaningless' Shadow called it. The less I told him, the more he was interested in knowing. The fact that I was so secretive made me a target at parties, and I'd constantly find myself in Sonic's company. Thus, I was in everyone's company.
Who can debate? Sonic was where everyone is.
And that's what I was afraid of. I've always been afraid of Sonic finding out. Funny thing is, I don't trust myself when I'm talking at parties. Well, was I finding myself slightly addicted to the brand new buzzing, happy atmosphere. Then again... I was nervous about letting loose after doing it so guiltlessly two nights ago.
After all, parties had only recently become a priority to us. It made me think of how things were when we were kids, and all we cared about was outdoing each other in fights.
I just constantly craved the laughter, the warmth in a drink, of being amongst good friends, of being there for all the hilarious or memorable events. And it was ironic to me that the only other people who seemed to enjoy parties as much as me was for different reasons entirely.
Sonic, for his consistent thirst to be in the midst of chaos and action. Shadow, because if he didn't party and drink, he probably wouldn't laugh period! I mean, have you seen that guy fighting? Not even a smile! Knuckles, on the other hand, adored parties because of their free, liberating vibes, and lets not forget the substance that loosened everything up- including the guilt of hanging out for a night off Angel Island.
But dammit, here we go again!
I heard music pounding from the other side of the door I was about to enter- Sonic's house. Shadow affectionately referred to it as enemy HQ. I stood outside the door and took in a deep breath.
Ever since we all got turned into humans, courtesy of another failed attempt at chaos control by Eggman (which was too bad for him- you'd like to see what he ended up as), partying became a significance to us- and we were now what real humans liked to call- 'dem noisy young people'.
The famously elusive Sonic was abandoning his usual night time perch in the comfort of a tree, and making sure he wasn't scarce when it came to parties. Knuckles would always be present, regardless of his tiresome duties. Why was I always so nervous, compared to everyone else? Even Shadow laughed loudly and unguarded at parties. What reason did I have to be nervous? We all went. We all knew each other very well. Very, very well! Years! I knew them all for years, what was I afraid of? I gave it a quick thought, smirked, and answered my own question.
I knew exactly why I was nervous.

"Scared much?" A voice giggled and snapped me out of my fixation with Sonic's door. My body's direction swerved abruptly towards the voice, tense. Words like that were usually coupled with an explosion. But I simply saw a pretty face smirking from one of the loud, lively windows of Sonic's home. I should've known my best bud would find me first. I laughed in embarrassment, my actions confirming her words. As she would, Blaze casually pushed herself out of Sonic's window with grace, landing before me with arms folded.

"Glad you came, Silver. They thought you weren't coming, as usual." She teased, making a jab at the fact that I was almost always the last to show up at a party. "I had faith, though."

"Sorry..." I blushed, looking at the ground. "I was..."

"Yeah, I know. Debating coming." She stuck out her tongue, and I glared back at her playfully.

"Quit doing that! Go pick on Shadow or something, he'd like it." I tossed back, and it was her turn to blush.

"Truce!" She beamed, looking at the ground. Upon my haughty grin, she easily shook off the shyness. "You coming in or what? Sonic doesn't need a doorstep warmer."

"Alright, alright! ...who's in there?" I paused anxiously as she was opening the door, and she laughed as she turned back to grin at me.

"Amy is. Isn't that what-"

"Quiet, puss!" I barked, guiding her through the door as we were hit with heat, loud music and a swarm of voices. Her annoyed grin came into vision.

"Don't call me-"

"My favorite man in heels!" Sonic's voice taunted, zipping over next to us as his comment never failed to elicit a smirk tinged stink eye from me. Shadow wasn't too far behind him, and the fact that Shadow really was a Shadow sometimes made me laugh. He couldn't help it- he loved to be part of the action as much as Sonic did. He just hid that behind a well placed half-grin, or... I guess in this case, a red plastic cup!

"Nice to see you showed, Silv." Shadow offered me one of the red cups in his hand and I took it. I laughed loudly when I noticed it was almost half empty, and for once, Shadow turned crimson.

"Ahem. Sorry, I..."

"Ah, I don't care. Not like there's a shortage of this stuff here." I raised my glass, and Sonic happily raised and clinked, Shadow's own motion still sheepish as his rare embarrassment died off. It wasn't long before his stance exuded it's usual calm confidence. His eyes darted to the left of me.

"Blaze, when did you get here?"

I tried so hard not to laugh. I felt her go rigid beside me. Her typically cool demeanor was replaced by a bashful smile.

"Only about half an hour ago, I never really- I-I was with the girls."

"Of course they'd abduct you." Sonic giggled, laying his drink on the coffee table beside us. He folded his arms and began glancing in a direction I tried to follow. Sonic was a notorious girl hunter, and I knew he was looking for them upon the mention. I couldn't tell if I was being obvious...

"Would you like me to get you a drink?" I heard Shadow offer, and the area to my left grew slightly warmer.

"I-I have one, back with- thanks anyway." Blaze squeaked shyly from my left. I briefly looked away from Sonic's scanning to enjoy her expression. Blaze was definitely far from boy crazy- in fact, every guy she came into contact with almost automatically became platonic. She never really told me the reason, but whatever it was, she seemed to take to Shadow over the time she got to know him. I noticed Sonic's mouth quirk into a small smile, and I quickly followed his eyes to what appeared to be the edge of a dress...

"No problem. I figured you and Silv had gone off on a mission or something." I heard Shadow rumble next to me, as I looked at him to avoid Sonic's strange look. Yikes! I was being obvious.

"Wouldn't be a shock. Easier to get him to go on one of those than to literally drag him into one of these."

"No kidding." Shadow's smirk was now sidelong in my direction, then he looked back to Blaze again. His smile had now softened from its usual deviance.

"You look really pretty tonight, Blaze." He commented, taking a long sip from Sonic's now forgotten glass. Shadow was too much. I'd never tell him, but I often thought he was the funniest guy on Mobius. He didn't even try it.
Then I kind of registered he was putting the moves on Blaze. So he thought something of her? I was... surprised? Yeah, surprised by his flirty comment, and I wouldn't doubt she was. Oh well, perfect. Looks like this was her lucky night. Her slight moment of silence had me swallowing down laughter because I didn't even have to look at her. I just knew that Blaze, if possible, had turned quite true to the term 'crimson'.

"I, uh- thanks, Shadow, I-I got it yesterday, Rouge said it looked- that is, no, I-I meant- well I better find them and let you guys get back to it." She tittered quickly, and I choked down more mirth at how flustered she'd become. She had embarrassed herself and I knew it. I saw her glaring at my giggling form as she retreated hopelessly. I then took note of Sonic now scowling at Shadow, who was oblivious. I could feel rivalry, if that was possible.

Ah, to think the night was just starting.

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