Title: Sympathy

Summary: When a murder shakes up the Sonic gang, it might very well break them all. Watch the affects of a love between the friends they thought they knew, unfold and develop new, revealing dimensions of heartbreak and secrets. Will they see that maybe, love and duty aren't always the same thing? SonicxAmy, TailsxCream, KnucklesxRougexShadow

Disclaimer: I own...nothing...except for the plot!

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'Sympathy.'

Miles 'Tails' Prower

May 11th, 2006

12: 29 p.m.

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Her smile was sweet, her eyes overwhelming and filled with love and unsaid emotions that had been passed though his own eyes. He brought a hand to her face, thinking of what they would be like if they were normal. Would they had passed notes during class, saying things no one but themselves could hope to understand? Would he find himself staring at her as they ate lunch together? But no, he would never know now. He kissed the sweet candy of her cheek, feeling her own tears brand him as hers.

He felt the absence in her thoughts as she hugged him tight, automatically reaching her hand to the back of his neck, where she could feel his pulse, connected with her own. She was crying, strange, how you can look at someone and know what lay for them in the next few minutes. Like a need, she held him tighter, thinking the same thing, her nails digging into his skin.

"I love you." She whispered, as he stroked her hair. He remembered when they were little, how they would go to the beach, bury themselves in hot sand and dwell in the beauty of having someone who thought you were their whole world.

He remembered the first time they decided it would be fun to make desert themselves, the explosion and the cake batter than coated them afterwards as they laughed. The first time he found himself enchanted under the gaze of her beautiful eyes, through the smoke of a fire, as she reached over to ask for another marshmallow. How she danced around him in the rain when he first asked her to be his, her fur soaked to the bone but her eyes as warm as morning. The way she sunk into the heat of his body when he held her, fitting perfectly.

"I know." He replied, before she stepped back, knowing it hurt too much to say it back. She smiled, before reaching out her hand to grab his. Her smile was beautiful, and he realized, as he kissed the tan line of her throat, that she was truly happy. She had asked him this, knowing there was no way he could let her down. It was so strange, to love and hate someone so much it hurt.

"Come with me." She asked, as he let a smile of his own plant his face. He imagined where they would be, if there really was a heaven, if there was a place that they could really stay together forever. He wondered if there, it wouldn't matter what he'd done, or what he looked like, if they became impartial afterwards. He shook his head, no, he thought, he couldn't.

"I belong here." He whispered, and she nodded, before looking down, slightly depressed. He hated her for doing this, for wanting something that would tear them apart. He nodded, before swallowing. "I…I hate doing this." He stopped, looking at her. "I can't do this…"

She shook her head. "Please Tails," She pleaded, looking into his ocean blue eyes. God, was there ever a moment she loved him more than now? She smiled softly. "It won't hurt. It'll be gentle. Please, please, you have to do this." She watched him nod slowly.

"Okay," He said, while watching her lie on the bed. She watched him. "Okay." He repeated, before grabbing the pillow, making his way to her. He felt his muscles jerk, and he softly pressed the soft fabric to her face. "You ready?"

She smiled, nodding. "It smells like the time we went camping by the waterfall." She said, referring to the pillow. He told himself to smile, as he kissed her mouth, before going back. He prayed to God, before bringing the pillow down, hard, making sure there was no way she could breathe.

It was all over in a matter of minutes. She struggled a bit, but he had promised he wouldn't save her, that he wouldn't try and bring her back. He bawled as she thrashed, as she reached up to scratch him, tears and heart wracking sobs that scared him. She had wanted this, and he promised, he promised, he promised.

Finally, she ceased to move at all. He let go of the pillow, watching it drop to the floor, looking at her face, at her mouth, which had been moving only minutes before. Tails kept watching her. He watched intently, at her soft smile that was on her face, at her closed eyes, her chest, which wasn't moving. Maybe, Tails thought, she'll wake up. Even though, he knew by all logic, she wouldn't.

Finally, he managed to move to the phone, instantly dialing those three special numbers. He held his breath, as a woman's voice came. "What's your emergency?" She asked, and Tails gathered himself up, but he couldn't stop crying.

"My girlfriend is dead," He said, before breathing deep again. "And I'm the one who killed her."

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Amy Rose

Amy sighed, before knocking on the door, hearing no answer. Where was she? Amy wondered, before watching as Vanilla opened the door, a smile on her face. "Hello Miss Amy." She greeted, and Amy curtsied, smiling back.

"Hello Vanilla," She addressed, before regaining her composure. "Can you tell me where Cream is? I tried Tails' house, but there wasn't an answer." She explained, and Vanilla blinked, concerned now.

"Well that's odd." She agreed, before snapping her fingers. "Maybe she's at the park." She wondered, before looking down at Amy. "You look very lovely today dear." She commented, and Amy blushed, before thanking her and leaving.

Amy was now a young hedgehog of nineteen, looking very different that she had been six years ago. She was wearing a pretty sundress, one with flowers painted on the white fabric, the pink bow at the waist complimenting her hourglass figure. She decided last summer to grow her hair long, so now it was to her mid-back, occasionally in curls, but sometimes it was just straight. She also wore a pretty sunhat with a pink ribbon to match the one on her dress, and pink sandals as well. Of course it was Sunday, so she wore Sunday clothes. She also wore many different clothes now, every once in a while she wore her favorite red headband, when she felt a little farther from her memories.

She had still not scored a date with Sonic though, and since she now had a job, she didn't see him nearly as much. She actually ended up getting a job as a model for a famous fashion designer, and was often on the cover of magazines, even voted hottest girl by the company. She was still chasing after him though, but not nearly as much, and not nearly as often. In fact, it'd been almost two weeks since she'd seen him last. Amy sighed, before telling herself that she'd get him one day, if it took forever.

I'll check on Cream later, she decided, right after I do some spring cleaning.

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Yay! I win, I finally got this chapter done! Okay, I know the beginning sounds a little stupid, but I promise it'll get better, cause I have a really good plot here! I had this idea while my teacher was talking about her brother getting arrested for helping his wife kill herself. And then I thought, what if I turn this into a story? So I did. Please tell me what you think, if you like it. I had my cousin help me with this chapter cause I wasn't so sure how to start it. I can't wait to hear what people say! Oh, and the girl Tails killed was Cream, just in case some of you are wondering.

Love, LadyLullaby436