Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. Silver and Blaze belong to SEGA.

Love and Friendship

Feelings.

They are a curse. I have no time for feelings. At least not of that certain kind.

You know what I mean; the kind of feeling where you just want more instead of being grateful for what you already have. It's that kind of feeling where you find yourself hopelessly wishing for things to change, despite the fact that for several years you've been happy about how things were.

I ask myself what the point is.

Maybe I'm just used to not showing people around me how I feel. For me, it is the most difficult thing in the world to even wrap my arms around a friend to hug them goodbye. It's hard to even stretch my hand out to perform a simple handshake.

I suppose it ultimately all comes down to trust. I've never been one to trust people, especially after the bullying and isolation I had experienced purely because I was different. I create flames and had created many accidents in an attempt to control my powers when I was younger. It was enough reason for the other children to ostracize me and humiliate me, causing me to become ashamed of whom I was.

Blaze the Cat; a freak of nature. One that should not have been brought into the world. Needless to say, it even made me wonder if life was worth it, especially if all I would get were insults and beatings from people of my own age, and in some cases, of my own species.

Then I met him.

The bullies had surrounded me again in the field, all carrying sticks and swearing that they were going to hurt me so badly that I would never show my face again. I had cried and cried, pleading with them to realize that I had done absolutely nothing to them.

Then he came, running over, yelling fiercely at the bullies, demanding them to leave me be. They approached him with the sticks with the intention to hurt, and somehow he had fought them off in ways I had never seen before. The bullies had fled the scene, claiming that they were going to get me and my 'little boyfriend'.

He sat down next to me after that, asking me if I was alright, checking me over carefully. There was only one thing I could focus on.

His eyes.

They were like sunshine, crashing through the darkness I had experienced, and the walls I had spent so much time putting up around me to protect myself from hurt.

"My name's Silver," he had said in a soft, yet shy-sounding voice. I could only smile at him in return timidly; something within me would usually prevent me from interacting with other children, but something about him was soothing enough to earn my trust.

I told him my name.

We have been best friends ever since.

But back to what I was saying before, about feelings. I hate them. I hate them so much for reducing me to this. I've never truly been the needy sort, or at least I refuse to let myself think that I could be. I take what I am given and am thankful each and every time for what I have.

I had never wanted more until now.

"Blaze? Are you alright?"

He's looking at me now with softening, concerned eyes, gazing at me with such intensity that it takes a lot of effort to not get blown away. He had somehow managed to do something to me in the time that I had known him.

He made me want more.

I nod in reply to his question, running a hand through the feather ponytail on the top of my head, leaning backwards slightly on the sofa. Silver smiles at me gently before he turns his attentions back towards the television, completely intrigued with the cartoon characters.

Something inside of me wants me to move closer to him.

I want to embrace him.

I want to be with him.

The realization comes incredibly quickly after those thoughts pass through my mind; they are not thoughts that have ever occurred to me before, not about Silver, nor about any other male. I was always to shy to even think about the opposite sex, and the fact that I was consistently bullied as a child almost shattered my ability to trust anybody, especially not males.

Yet now my mind is telling me that things have changed between Silver and I.

I appreciate the friendship I am given, but I want more. I desire to be more than just a friend.

I trust Silver.

I care about him more than words could ever describe. I'm not sure if it matches up to that feeling I speak of, but I'm certain it does.

I bite my lip; I could easily lean over, wrap my arms around him and lean my head on his chest. I could easily tell him all about the thoughts buzzing around instead of my head.

No, that's wrong. It's not easy at all. It's the hardest thing in the world to tell someone you like them, especially when it's your best friend.

Besides, there's always the possibility that Silver does not care for me like I do him. He would not want to know, he would want peace of mind.

Plus I do not wish to lose my only friend.

Maybe, if I wait long enough, it will all go away. I don't really want it to, despite my hatred of these feelings, but I want what's best for him, and if it means him retaining his peace of mind, then I'll be happy; he's got enough to worry about without me adding to the workload.

If he does feel the same… then we'll find out somewhere along the way.

Either way, he comes first.


Okay, so this is actually based off of feelings that I have had up until recently. Blaze is the one Sonic character I feel I have a lot in common with, so I chose her and Silver, since they're good friends. There seems to be a lingering fear of losing another's friendship because you feel more for them. I've felt it, and in a situation like this where Blaze feels that way for Silver, I could see her fearing it too.

I don't mind the couple, but it's not one of my favourites. I personally prefer Silver/Amy and Sonic/Blaze (but more than those two, Amy/Blaze), but this couple was a nice one to tackle, even if I probably could have done better, I wanted it to kept simple partially because it was in first-person.