Just a quick thank you for reviews, hope you enjoy this rather short chapter and here's a disclaimer to state the obvious fact of I don't own Sonic…


What was that spark? Was I electrocuted…?

The days had gone past agonizingly slow for Shadow in the last week. Each day he had gone throught the same thought about a million times, but he knew that a simple shock wouldn't affect him as much as this.

So why had this happened every time their hands overlapped? Shadow had no answer. Shadow also disliked not having an answer due to his inquisitive mind that had formed from his G.U.N training. He was taught to question and analyse situations, so why now could he not do that?

It had bugged him for the first few days but after the fourth day he refused to allow himself to question it and forced it to the back of his mind. However, the thought had a mind of its own and it refused to be pushed back, popping up into his mind quite frequently.

To which he'd push up his barriers and practically shut down that part of his brain.

This is exactly what he was trying to do now...

However, Shadow's mind was a little tired due to the fact he and Rouge had both gotten an emergency phone call yesterday afternoon saying that the two best members would be needed that night for a quick protection mission.

They were to accompany a CEO of a chain jewellery store (much to Rouge's delight) as he travelled to his hotel room and because of the amount of travelling they would be allowed to stay at the hotel until the following morning.

The mission had been easy enough, no trouble had stirred and the only problem was the fact that Shadow had learnt of the free room service he could receive in his room as an agreement with G.U.N and the hotel.

They had arrived at the hotel at approximately 11pm. It was definitely meeting the standards of a CEO in Shadow's eyes. He walked through the place, admiring the beauty while also thinking of another beauty. He saw his reflection in almost every surface…

The place was elegant with silver columns and swirl engraved picture frames. A very expensive Swarovski light dangled from the ceiling, the diamonds reflecting each beam of light in all directions. Smaller LED lights surrounded this, giving the impression of stars in the night.

Shadow could see it was luxurious, well furnished with an air of freshness too. Small cherry blossom trees decorated the place, adding a touch of pink all too familiar with him. The next surface he caught his reflection in, looked back at him with an unusual smile.

A smile.

That was when it dawned on him.

Here he was on an important job, thinking of her. He was smiling over her. Shadow the Hedgehog was smiling over her.

Hell, I'm even imagining taking her here to this hotel….

But that was yesterday and now Shadow was back at his own house, without the joy of room service he'd quickly picked up on. He was currently resting on his double bed. The ebony hedgehog hadn't slept well, tossing and turning in his sleep with a certain rose coloured hedgehog on his mind. She was still very much there…

Ohh that's it! For god sake, you are the Ultimate Life Form why has she reduced you to this? Losing sleep over her, losing the control of your mind to thoughts of her and acting like a madman! Just call her…

"I need to wake up." He said to himself, swinging his leg over the side of his bed and heading for the bathroom. Cold water splashed up over his head before he grabbed the nearest towel and rubbed it off.

Shaking the last drops off, he headed down to the kitchen.

"That didn't help. Maybe a coffee will…"

The kettle was flicked on by his index finger. While it kicked into life Shadow began to collect the coffee beans and the sugar and some milk. But before he could open the refrigerator door, his hand paused; hovering above the silver handle.

Something was nagging at his brain. Was it something about his coffee…?

"You like coffee shops."
"Well then Amy, how about one day I treat you to a coffee of 'better' standards."
"I'll arrange a date then for us when we're both free."

His words echoed in his head.

Here I am thinking of you again…

The masculine hedgehog dropped his hand and went on a search for his phone.

He had a call to make, the tone dial rang out, and it would start with…

"I believe I owe you a coffee date?"