Tears on the Glass.

A/N: I haven't written a fan fiction in a while. I'm just doing it cause I got writers block

You don't know what it's like…. Everyday

Everyday I wake up and I know that I caused so much pain,

Everyday I wake up and I remember her last breaths as I held her,

How cold her lips were the last time we kissed,

She died in my arms, and by my hands.

I killed Miss. Rose.

Yesterday I attended the funeral from a far, sitting in the tree tops out of the view of the other guest. I watched the service.. Beautiful…

It was simply beautiful. I watched the others cry.

I watched a hero break down on the casket, choking on his own misery and tears.

I had killed him when I killed her,

He loved her..

He loved her so much.

I wanted to cry,

I really did..

But I couldn't

I was so numb.

I had told her that I'd never hurt her the way he did,

I'd make it all go away if I had the chance,

It wasn't supposed to be the way it is now.

I didn't think she'd be gone.

I just wanted the power…

I needed to be in control of the situation, and she was in the way.

In a way it was her fault. Thinking she could change me.

I'm not like them.

I wasn't born, I was made.. and my purpose is to gain more.

It was silly of her to think she was changing me,

All she ever did was hurt him with her need for me.

She would invite me out to lunch, at first I never showed.

Then one day.. I was bored.

She was wearing a Sunday dress on a Wednesday.

She was.. pretty.

"Hey, how's it going" Her voice had changed a little since the ARK,

She was young then, I was… well the same age as I was now.

It had been a few years, she must have been around twenty or so..

About the age I appear to be.

I sat down at the little table, wherever we had ate lunch.. I don't remember, and folded my hands on the table.

She smiled at me, asked the same question again.

I didn't really know how to make small talk.

I tried.. I don't even know why I tried, I don't even know why I came.

Bored…

"It's been okay." Everything I said came off dark and insincere I knew.. but she just smiled at me and nodded.

"What have you've been up to for so long?" She smiled folding her hands on the table as well.

"I've been training, getting ready for what's to come" I remember when I told her that I was looking out the window at the wind, the current was blowing a leaf around the sidewalk of station square. Peaceful.

She looked at me puzzled.

Then she leaned her face inn really close to mine over the table and whispered, "What's coming Shadow?"

I glared at her, everyone was so naïve, but for some reason the annoyance passed more quickly when she said things than it did with others. So I sighed.

"It's none of your concern"

She got quieter.

"Is it… a secret."

"No.. It's just none of your concern"

"But, I'm concerned now?"

"So…"

"So it is my concern"

I sighed.. she had defeated me.

"I've been feeling a surge from the chaos emeralds, they're on the move again. I figure someone must be trying to gather them to try to unleash their force again."

She gasped… not a real one but a very sarcastic fake one. "Oh no!"

I chuckled softly, "So you're not concerned"

"Not with you and sonic to protect us, why would I be"

"The faker is out of shape, and I'm not sure if even I am powerful enough to defeat any force that can move as furiously as this one has been"

She raised a eye brow at me, "You do look like you've been doing a lot of training."

I couldn't help but at the time to feel concerned that she was examining my body

I had only came in jean and form fitting T-shirt.. I felt under dress. Suddenly nervous.

Strange, I tensed up a little.

"You look like you've been doing a bit of training too." It came out odd a little bit awkward. It wasn't meant to be a compliment but it must have sounded like one.. I was just pointing it out because she had pointed it out on me.

"No…. no." She shook her head still smiling, and then she leaned in close to me a whispered "I just have boobs now."

"I know that." I said before I could stop my self.

She gasped again but this time in a more serious tone, "You pervert!"

I glanced away quickly, "I didn't mean to offend, I just noticed.. I mean-" she was laughing by this time I was trying to explain.. I felt hot, flustered, slightly annoyed, but something unexpected came out of my mouth.

I laughed… She looked startled by it..

I was slightly startled by it..

It had been years…many years since I laughed… it had been Maria who use to make me do this involuntary action with my vocal cords.

When I managed to stop laughing, I found my self just gazing at her in silence. She was biting her bottom lip nervously. I didn't understand what had happen, I don't think either one of us did. But in the moment she was the most beautiful thing I had seen.

"What…I meant to say.. is your dress… is very pre—"

"It's okay, Shadow. You want to come get a drink with me?"

I had never gotten a drink before… but she smiled softly at me, and I sighed. I never actually agreed or even nodded, but some how we ended up in the corner of the bar. She was sipping on some frilly pink drink, I was attempting to consume beer.. I had never tried it before.

"You don't have to drink shadow" She giggled as I made another disgusted sneer at the substance in my bottle.

"It's not good to waste" I chugged it at once trying not to smell or deal with the taste.

"Woah! Slow down" She tried to warn me but it was to late..

The world was spinning slightly.

I don't recall much more from the bar, but I laughed a few more times. I told her more about the movement of the emeralds, and she paid attention to every word. Every boring word of what I had to say. Then she talked to me about her life, cars she had gotten, how she just finished her sophomore year of college, partying, how her and sonic were on and off, a fling with the two tailed rat, drawing… A lot of it went into drawing,, she was an art major.

That's how we ended up at her apartment. She drove..

She wanted to show me something she had drawn.

We arrived I can recall a lot more cause I manage to sober up a little during the car ride.

She told me to sit on her sofa, she had to go get the piece.

I agreed to sit there. And I did gladly. Standing was such a chore in my state.

"Okay.. I'm going to show you these. But you can't laugh."

I wasn't sure if I could handle that, because it had become so addictive today. But I pulled it together.

"Just show me"

She sat down next to me holding a portfolio of her drawing.

She flipped it open,

The first one, no surprise, the faker.

It was decent, realistic; the running pose captured his speed perfectly.

I nodded, She flipped to a picture of downtown station square.

I nodded some more.. this went on for a few more minutes. Every once in a while she would stop to explain how she got to inspiration for the drawing she was showing me.

One was a picture of a raindrop rolling down a shot glass. It was strange.

I thought it was a tear at first. But she said it was rain.

I asked her how could anyone tell. She said

"I don't cry anymore. So since it's my shot glass it couldn't be a tear."

She sounded sort of sad but went on to the next picture.

After a few more she stopped.

There was still one more page thou.

I asked her about it..

"It's personal.. I shouldn't show you this one." She said with small hint of a smile on her face… she wanted me to question it.

"Just let me see it."

"It's none of your concern" She giggled.

"but I'm concerned"

I guess she couldn't argue with that logic.

She turned the page, it was a portrait of a couple kissing.

The girl was obviously Amy but the guy was slightly darken out, and blurred.

"I've been trying to finish this one" she said softly.

My heart beat was a little faster, she turned and looked at me.

She was biting her bottom lip again, leaning a little closer to me, the book was still sprawled across our laps.

I didn't know what to do…. It had been so long---

Are lips were touching.

My brain was nervous and so was my heart.

My lips were excited. They moved by them self, kissing her.

I found my self quickly on top of her, the book had fallen off the couch some of the picture spreading across the living room floor. One of my hands had found their way up her dress and was placed on her waist playing with the silky fabric of her panties. The other hand was behind her head making sure she couldn't escape from my lips, not that she wanted to.

I was kissing and suckling on her neck. She was groaning and grinding her hips slightly urging me on.

"Ohhh…" She purred in my ear, I could feel the heat from her.

But… I couldn't… I just couldn't..

I stopped kissing her and stopped.

I stared at her eyes.

"I…. need to go train."

She sighed and smiled..

She understood….

……

A/N: I might finish this… You should tell me if you think I should.