The Art Student

Sonic the Hedgehog

Amy/ Silver

Rat ing: T/M

Language: English

Summary: She was always the shy student in class, she didn't talk much. Hell, he barely remembered she existed. Except when his brother's dragged him to a Strip Club on his 21st birthday. Suddenly, he remembers her a little too well after that.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Sonic the Hedgehog series or any of its characters. Definite character OOC-ness, although I do try to conform them to this world that I have created. This idea is mine, the characters are not.

The Art Student

Chapter 3:

They were 5 shots in, and Blaze, as he learned her name, was kicking his ass in their drinking game.

He laughed at something she said, and she snorted and covered her nose with her arm as she continued laughing and trying to tell her story through it.

Sonic came up and ordered himself something to drink, smiling that Silver was enjoying himself.

"Good company, good alcohol, not a bad birthday bash, huh Silv?"

Silver sniggered, punching Sonic in the arm as he was red faced and entirely buzzed.

"Fuck off Sonic," the words weren't vicious, as he was chuckling and fumbling over himself as he laughed.

Sonic grinned and shook his head, grabbing the beer bottle from the counter and walking back over to the others. Scourge already having a rabbit in his lap as she sat prettily, one of the more modest of the girl's around.

"Alright, Alright! We had our moments to socialize, now let's harmonize! She's the prettiest flower in all of the garden, let's give it up for our brand new Rose!" The Deejay's announcement broke through the loud club music, Silver looked towards the speakers.

Blaze excitedly slapped Silver's arm as she turned around in the bar stool to watch the main stage.

"Ow, what was all that for?" Silver rubbed his arm, glaring playfully at her.

"This is our new girl, this is her first time on stage and I'm excited to see how she does." Blaze spoke easily, smiling despite herself. Silver raised his eyebrow at her.

Blaze rolled her eyes then sighed.

"Fine, I'm also mentoring her. Rouge and I are teaching her, this is her first time on stage during business hours, I want to see if she does well."

Silver watched then too, now curious at the newest member of Club Rouge.

She came out in low lighting, the curtains fluttering behind her so you only saw the silhouette of a woman. The lights flashed and you saw her there, a pink furred hedgehog in a red thong that shimmered. Her ears flicked with the loud music, but she stood confident, turning her back to the crowd as she lifted her long quills up to expose her back.

She turned suddenly, and strutted down the cat walk to the sole pole, her steps in time with the music as her hips swayed.

Her confidence was overwhelming for a new girl.

"She's doing well." Blaze remarked, taking her drink and leaning back against the bar.

Silver squinted as she reached the pole, her hand coming out to grasp it as she swung herself around it.

He knew her.

But where did he know her from?

He watched her dance, but no longer enraptured in her body's movements but simply just trying to place her face.

Not from work, he didn't recognize her from the company.

She slid down the pole, her movements almost graceful and looked rather easy.

From school? Possibly, he did go to a large university.

She wrapped her legs around the pole and began to spin around it.

Who did he have class with that was a pink hedgehog?

Her legs locked and her high heeled clad foot secured around the pole as well, she let go and dipped her back down, exposing her face.

Suddenly it clicked, when he was glancing around his Art History class he saw one other hedgehog sharing that class with him. A pink one, which always wore baggy oversize sweaters and a beanie that covered most of her short hair. She looked frumpy and shapeless and wasn't exactly a beauty that caught his eye. She was shy, and always had to be called upon to pay attention.

She was the art student.

Silver almost felt like he got slapped in the face when he realized that, and towards the end of her dance their eyes met. He saw her eyes widen right away, instantly recognizing him. She sort of stumbled, having to grip the pole to support her upright. He could see her cheeks getting instantly red as she slowly covered her nearly exposed chest with an arm.

She turned away quickly, almost running off the stage once her song was done.

Blaze frowned, finishing her drink. "Shame, she was doing so well." She slammed the glass down, patting Silver's shoulder. "I'm going to make sure she's ok, see you around."

Silver gave a sort of wave as she walked away, really wishing now that he hadn't agreed to come along.