Chapter 4:
Who We Are

Sonic was home by the time I arrived. I had gone out to buy groceries to prepare dinner with, but I figured Sonic would not wish to eat. As I walked into my apartment, I saw him staring out the window. He looked so alone, so abandoned. I went over to him, and he asked, "Why?"

"Sonic, you did the right thing.," I replied in the softest voice I could muster. How guilty he must have felt. What could I do to help him? I then asked, "Maybe if you tell me what happened, you might feel better."

"I...I guess so." was his response. I could tell he was very hesitant to open up to me, most likely because I forced him into his first kill. He soon began his story, "Well, when you looked at me, I knew that I should not question you. You gave me a glare, the kind that makes people do what they need to without question. I reached for the knife in my bag. And Taro's face lit up in fear, he knew that he was going to die. He ran for his life. I do not know why he thought he could escape the inevitable...I do not understand why I committed this homicide..." I reached out with my arm and placed it upon his shoulder.

"I watched him coldly, I was down on one knee. The dagger was in my left hand which I held out slightly to keep it away from my body. His run was an odd one, he swayed back and fouth, clumsily. He looked back at me with his pudgy hand stuck out from his body. I then said to myself 'Ready, set, go.' At that very moment, I sped off after him." He shivered as he said that. He was on the floor and I was sitting in my chair next to him. He stopped there and looked out the window.

"Then what happened?" I questioned. I prayed that this would not be pressuring, but I also knew that holding things inside is very unhealthy.

"I sprinted after him. My feet clapped against the stone floor. The flames swayed as I passed them at my high speed. He looked back again and this time, I knew was the moment. I threw the knife straight at his face. He barely had time to think again before it lodged itself in his head, and he screamed in pain." I could not recall a scream. I realized that I truly did float into my own world on this mission. I worried that I may do that too often. But he still had more to tell, "And so, he fell back and pulled the knife out of his head. Blood drizzled from the cut and down his cheek. I felt so cold, but I still couldn't stop myself. I picked up the knife that he had threw aside."

He came into me, just then, and hugged me. He held tightly, and I placed my hand onto his head. "He . . . he asked me to show mercy. I could feel my eyes narrow at his request. I kneeled down beside his head. He kept telling me that this was wrong, and that he did not deserve to die." My stomach lurched. I felt responsible for this, all of it. "I was just sick of his talking. I called him a liar and slashed his throat. He threw up blood and then kept trying to talk, but it came out hoarser due to my cut. I slashed him again so that he would stop saying his lies. He coughed up more blood and could speak no more, never again." His eyes spilled tears onto my dry fur, causing it to stick together messily. He held onto me tighter, and I got out of the chair and sat next to him. "I...I slashed his face, but he was not dead, so I slashed his again, and again and again and..."

"Enough." I said to stop his pain. I heard all I wanted to. He had to have relieved himself of enough pain by now.

"And then . . . I remembered why . . . why blood flows. I stood up. He stared at me through his right eye, since I had slashed the other one open. A clear liquid came from it, which was more metallic than water, but not at all gray or dense. I threw the knife at him one last time and watched it sink into his chest. It was an eternity until it pierced his heart and he became motionless. I feel into his crimson blood, remembering who I really am, not a murderer. And then you came."

"Sonic . . . I am . . . " I began to whisper into his ear, but again he interrupted me.

"No Shadow . . . You saved my life . . . If I had failed this mission . . . I'd be dead now. Thank you." He began to hug me tighter, and he said words I have longed to hear since I met him, just earlier today, which seemed like an eternity. I knew him so well, and no matter how much I wanted it, I could have never prepared myself for it. He said, "Shadow, I love you."

A/N I have some bad news, we are already half way through the story. Sad I know, but, I already have these last few planned out, so I am going to post their names here:
(5) Pouring your Heart into Mine (might change), (6) Destructive Memories, (7) Coming to Terms, (8) Sonic's First Solo Mission, (9) Revelation of Memory, (10) ThE eNd, (Bonus) Alternate/continued Ending, "11" Epilogue

Let Us Be One

My heart kept pounding in my chest. He was watching out the window into the gray sky, the clouds forever moving. No sun to be seen, just a dull gray light sweeping over the city below it. "Shadow, I really mean it. I had fallen for you when I say, but you..."

Me? Could I have frightened him, or had I done something to make him realize he loved me? Wait. Do . . . do I love him? Well . . . Do I not care for him? Does he not make my heart pound? Do I not care for him deeply? I did indeed. "I love you also." I admitted without another thought.

I did not think he heard, until he pulled back and stared into my eyes. I then wondered what he saw there, because he pulled himself on top of my leg. His arms were holding his body so that his head was just in front of mine.

I think I was the one to kiss him, and he kissed back. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and fought, licked at his teeth. He pulled them apart and fought back against the intrusion. He attempted to push my tongue back into my mouth which I allowed, feeling that I had crossed some dreaded line, but no, instead, he pushed his tongue into my mouth, and it was my turn to fight. He sat on my legs, which were together. His were apart and draped over the side. I rubbed his cheek with my right hand.

His tongue licked over my teeth and took special care to lick my fangs. The intruder then retreated into Sonic's mouth, and then he pulled away and gasped for air. I began to breathe heavily as my tongue ran over my own teeth on its own. Excitement began to affect my thigh region, but I was trained to have complete control over myself, or . . . I thought I did.

For the first time since I arrived at my residence, I noticed that he was still wearing the leather from the mission earlier. He had some blood on the glove, and I looked to the table beyond him, where a bloody knife lay along with his book bag. But why did I notice these now? Could I have been so caught up in Sonic's feelings that I did not check my surroundings before coming in?

But these thoughts distracted me from what Sonic was doing. I finally glanced back at him just in time to find him sleeping, leaning against my chest. He looked so beautiful, with his spines turned down, and his eyes shut. His small frame held onto me desperately. I came to a true realization that I loved him, more than I have ever loved anyone. I wanted him to be with me always...

My partner was shifting uncomfortably in his sleep. His, my, shirt was torn. I knelt down and pushed my arms under him in order to pick him up. I stood up with him and noticed how light he was. I carried him to "our" bedroom and laid him on the bed.

I went off to the kitchen and began cooking dinner for myself. I made a little extra in case Sonic woke up. This turned out to be a very fortunate happening as he came in an hour later, to find me reading my a book, while my dinner became cold. I decided not to eat, but as he sat down at the table, my appetite rushed back and my stomach growled. I looked at Sonic who was dressed again in just his blue fur. I gazed into the green orbs of his eye. I could feel myself longing for him, wishing for him, needing him...

"This is wonderful." he commented, breaking the almost awkward silence. I was taken aback to this at first, but I was snapped back to reality once more.

"Thank you Sonic."

"Did you mean it?"

Shocked, I answered, "Mean what?" I knew full well what he meant . . . or I thought I did. I decided to play safe and act dumb.

"I...I wanted to know . . . Shadow . . . do you love me as I love you?" Sonic asked, turning his beautiful eyes away from my own.

"Of course Sonic, I will always love you.," I said, a tad annoyed with the need for repetition. "Sonic," I began, getting up and walking to the other side of the table, "I will always be there for you."

Sonic pushed the white fur in my chest, abruptly causing me to fall upon my back. He came tumbling down with me and kissed me deeply. I fought back with my tongue and pushed his back into the hot cavern of his mouth. I slid my tongue over teeth and toyed with his tongue a little.

With this, he broke our kiss. He stood quickly, and gave a seductive walk leading me to the bedroom. He pulled me in, closing the door as he did.

After, I collapsed on him. He snuggled into my strong chest; I held my arms tightly around him and whispered into his folded-down ear, "I love you too."

A/N: DAMN YOU TIME LINE! I find it hard myself that this could all happen in a day, at the same time, I feel it rather believable...(Thanks reviewers, but nothing will stop me from writing. Hm, I know this sucks, but you all can go to H!! for all i care. Love. (prescribed by Dr. Kiwi...)