Chapter 3: Three years later

Disclaimer! I don't own Sonic and co. Sega and 4kids does. I do own Rosy and Mikey

Rosy's POV

Where is he? He was supposed to be here over an hour ago. I've heard of being fashionably late but this is just ridiculous. I tried to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall but, this being the third time I've been stood up in a month, I couldn't stop them. The restaurant we were supposed to eat at was one of my favorites. It was mostly because of the amazing lobster they had but it also had to do with the view from the patio. Being a seafood place it was right next to the ocean but instead of an endless stretch of land that went on forever there was a mountainous island a few miles off the coast. I walked over to the cold metal railing, rested my non-purse carrying hand on it and looked up at the nearly full moon and twinkling stars. Why does this keep happening to me? I asked myself. Am I really that horrible? I know I'm a bit of a tomboy but is it really that bad? I thought guys didn't like girls that were too girly. I closed my eyes and succumbed to the tears that slowly began to cascade down my face. Maybe i should just focus on work for now... the all to familiar flapping of wings broke my chain of thoughts. Speak of the devil. I carefully wiped the tears off my face and willed he rest of them to hold as I turned around to face my visitor. "What is it this time Mikey?" I spat with barely concealed venom in my voice.
The bat in front of me ignored my ever so cheerful greeting. "Chief wants us to go meet him in an hour. Thought I'd let you know so you wouldn't be late... again." He made it sound like the most boring thing in the world.

"Whatever." I countered, matching his tone. Mikey rolled his eyes. He was unfortunately my partner. We both worked for the secret service as undercover agents; and since we both were the two youngest people, we got stuck together more often than we liked. We were way too different to play nicely together. All he ever cared about was work. It was very annoying. He never smiled, barely talked and was constantly pointing out my many flaws. Sure he was kind of a hunk. Tall, muscular, shaggy hair, deep voice but he was too antisocial to be any interest to me.

"You realize that one of these days your going to push it too far and get fired."

"And you realize that the only reason I'm always late is that I'm trying to have a social life. You're the one who should be worried about a job. You were the one who nearly made us screw up the last mission. It was my quick thinking that saved our butts!" I was sick and tired of him always talking to me like i was a child... sure i didn't help that i was kind of acting like one right now, but i really did not want anyone's company right now. Especially his smug ass.

"Says the girl who can't manage to get a date who actually shows up for dinner." Oh crap how does he know about that?

"What makes you say that?" I tried to keep the anger still in my voice but it was close to breaking.

"You're at a fancy restaurant wearing a silly dress with tear stains on your cheeks. I'm not stupid."

"Oh yeah well," my voice cracked and he smirked, knowing he won the battle, "You know what I don't need to deal with your bull right now. Tell the chief I'll be there since you seem so keen on being his little lapdog." I tried storming off when his eyes widened for the briefest of a second but no such luck. He grabbed my arm before i could get too far I looked up at him with my tearful eyes and saw that his moment of surprise was replaced with a cold fury.

"You listen to me," he hissed in my ear, "I'm just doing my job. I don't care how bad your day has been so far, if you call me a lapdog one more time i swear that i will make it ten times worse. It's not my fault you can't get a date so don't take it out on me. Do you understand me?" I shrunk away from him and nodded my head, my tears mixing with fear to make speech impossible. "Good. Now do you need a lift back to your house so you don't show up in work dressed like a sunflower?" His voice softened unexpectedly and i nodded my head again, still unable to speak but more from shock this time. Maybe this jerk does have some kind of heart. He picked me up bridal style, which I tried to struggle out of, to which he quickly muttered "If you can think of another way that you can hold on to me without showing the entire city your panties be my guest." This promptly got a blush on my now makeup stained face and I instantly stopped squirming. He took off from the dock, spreading his jagged black wings into the night while I clung to his neck for dear life. Don't get me wrong, he's flown me to places before for missions and such (normally piggy back). It's just that I'm terrified of heights. A few minutes later he landed in front of my house and set me down next to the door.

"Thanks." I murmured quietly knowing him and his bat ears would hear.

"Just don't be late." He lectured before he took off heading towards who knows where. Really that's all he can say? "Just don't be late." Urgh he is so frustrating! I headed inside my home and got cleaned up enough so that I could see the chief.

Mikey's POV

Why can't I get rid of this guilt? It's not like it's my fault she was crying.

But it is.

No it isn't.

Oh really so I guess her last three dates mysteriously got the wrong directions to the restaurant from some other bat?

It's for her own good. She has a job that she needs to take seriously.

Really? Being miserable is for her own good? Poor girl.

Shut up. For all we know those guys could've been spies. She needs to treat everyone like the enemy.

You know those guys were clean. You did the background checks on them. A little overprotective are we?

So? She still needs to act her age.

She is. She is only sixteen. Sixteen-year-old girls date guys and giggle and cry. I think you need to act your own age.

You are me though.

Exactly.

Just fan freaking tastic.

Hi me again. Chapter three is done! (obviously) I am proud of myself I wrote this at like 1 in the morning. I have nothing better to do since I got my wisdom teeth out on Friday and I've been pretty much living on my couch. No Sonamy this chapter. Sorry I really needed to introduce my characters. Don't hate Mikey just yet. I know he seems like a jerk and everything but he really isn't. He is supposed to be based off my crush but they really are nothing alike… at the moment anyways. I'll try to work on the next chapter soon but no promises as to when it'll be up. Ok that's it for now. Please review! To the people that already reviewed thanks! It means a lot to me!