Should I change this story to an M rating and write a couple intimate scenes later on in the story? I think I will if anyone cares enough to tell me to, so let me know xD

Also, I'm pretty much over my sickness, but now I'm back at school so that's gonna be taking up a lot of my time. I'll still try to get a couple or more chapters in every week or so, so don't worry!

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I opened my eyes with a start after what felt like just a couple hours after closing them, surprised by the fatigue that still clung desperately onto my body and gave me a pounding headache. As I lifted my head from my pillow and opened my eyes with a groan, I was met surprisingly with the face of Cream as she continued to sleep soundly beside me. I had forgotten the situation that led to me sleeping with her in my arms, and once I did finally remember I blushed intensely. Still though, I was rather proud of myself for being able to make such a bold move so quickly without fear of any rejection or anything of the sort.

I thought that it would have been polite of me to get out of bed and have breakfast ready for Cream whenever she woke up, but at the moment she was using my arm as a pillow and looked much too comfortable for me to change the way she was sleeping. And so I laid my head back onto the pillow, content with waiting until she awoke before starting out my day.

From behind me I heard a familiar squeak, though Cream's position made it impossible for me to look and see exactly what was making the noise. This problem solved itself a few moments later though, as the owner of the squeaks gripped onto the fur on my back and climbed over onto my front side. It was Cheese, who I had completely forgotten about until right now. I always saw Cheese as an extension of Cream to a certain extent, so having to deal with them individually and not as a duo always made me head spin.

He sent me an intensely threatening look before using his paw, or at least that's what I think you refer to his arm as, to point at me and then Cream. That gesture could have meant a lot of different things, but I for one took it to mean that he did not approve of the moves I had made on Cream the night before or the position that we had been in right now. I sent a glare back at him, using my free arm to brush him away and push him off the bed. As he landed on the ground, he let out a very loud call.

"Hm?" Cream mumbled in her sleep, jerking around a bit before finally opening her eyes to meet mine. And the second she did, she turned the brightest shade of pink that I had ever seen. She backed away from my face a bit and stammered over her words pathetically, and I felt like she would have stayed that way for hours if I hadn't said anything.

"G-good morning." I forced out of my mouth before laughing awkwardly, "fancy seeing you here."

"H-hey Tails," the replied cutely as she dug her face into her arm, almost hiding from me. This gesture alone with her words sent a shock to my heart that almost made me recoil in both surprise and pain.

"Now that your awake, is it okay if I have my arm back?" I asked sheepishly, once again laughing awkwardly as a means to cut the tense atmosphere. "I was gonna make some breakfast but I didn't want to bother you while you were asleep."

"Oh, I had no idea!" She quickly sat upright in response to my words, still blushing intensely, before adding as almost an afterthought, "let me help you with breakfast!"

"No, I've got it." I sat up myself and eventually stood from the bed, stretching out the arm that Cream had slept on after realizing that it was rather sore from being stuck in a less than favorable position for so long. "You don't really know your way around the kitchen, plus I already know everything that we have in the freezer."

"Alright," Cream admitted defeat, hiding her face in her hands as if I hadn't seen her blushing already. Before leaving, I couldn't help but tease her slightly by ruffling the hair atop her head with my hand.

"I just remembered," I stopped as I reached the door, "the shower is right next door if you wanted to clean up, I'll hop in after you're done and we've both finished breakfast."

"A shower does sound nice, thanks so much. You're really saving my tail by doing all this." She looked up at me sheepishly before bowing her head in a sign of thanks.

"Really, don't worry about it!" I shook my hands dismissively in front of my face, embarrassed by her huge display of appreciation, "if there's anything else you need don't be afraid to ask. I have some extra clothes in the drawers beside you, but they might be a bit baggy on you."

Before she could say thanks again I closed the door and walked quickly over to the kitchen to start making breakfast. I wasn't sure exactly what I was going to make, but I knew at the very least that I had some eggs in the fridge to scramble.

I dug around in the fridge for a few moments desperately after not immediately seeing the eggs, checking every drawer just to make sure that they were truly gone before I changed my plans. Sonic must have eaten them again, which was really starting to piss me off considering that I was the one who went out and bought them for MYSELF. As I looked through the items I had and tried to think of what breakfast foods I could make with them, I heard the bathroom door open and close as I assumed Cream walked in.

It would've been so easy to take a quick peek...

No! I shook my head and dismissed my own perverted thoughts, not letting my kind gesture of letting her stay at my house become a disgusting, perverted fantasy. I took a bag of bacon and some dough to make biscuits out of the fridge and started cooking them, dismissing the fact that it was an overly simple and bland meal by reminding myself that I was welcoming Cream into my home on very short notice, so there wasn't really any time for her to have expected me to shop for food beforehand.

As I flipped the last strips of bacon on the pan and put the biscuits into the oven, I heard the shower in the bathroom turn on. There was a quiet yelp from the bathroom as I'm sure the water came out just as cold as it always has before Cream was able to adjust the temperature.

One quick look could almost be like a favor in return for her staying at your house...

No! I dismissed the thoughts again, this time shaking my head and also slamming my fists onto it as punishment. If I looked at Cream while she was showering I would be a disgusting person, and there was no way I was going to allow that.

After about twenty minutes, the biscuits came out of the oven perfectly golden and all of the bacon had been put on a plate and placed on the kitchen table. I didn't want to start eating without Cream, thinking that she might find it rude of me, so I simply sat down at the table and watched the hands on the clock in front of me tick as the seconds passed by.

After another fifteen minutes had passed and Cream still hadn't left the shower, I finally let my mind begin to wander. I could just go check up on her real quick, there's no harm in that...

And so I stood from the table and walked over to the bathroom door, my heart pounding. And when I saw that the door was slightly open, I couldn't hold myself back anymore, no matter how much I wanted to.

I knocked on the door with enough force to push it open a few more inches before shouting to Cream, "breakfast is ready whenever you get out!"

"Ok, thanks! I'll be out in a couple minutes!" She called back to me.

I waited for a few moments, giving her a chance to look at the door to respond to my call and then go back to focusing on the shower before I moved my face towards the crack in the door. I placed my eye on the crack in the door and peered in to the room.

She faced away from me as she dug her fingers through the hair on her head that had been drenched in shampoo. Her entire body was drenched in the shower water, causing her fur to cling to her tall, slender body... she really had changed a lot since we were both kids...

I quickly pulled away from the crack in the door and pulled it as close to shut as I could without making a sound. I hit my hand against the side of my head and cursed to myself, saying how much of a piece of shit I was for peeping on someone like I was a middle schooler. As I was cursing to myself, I heard the water shut off, which told me that I needed to get away from the bathroom door as fast as possible.

I half sprinted to the kitchen table and sat down, beginning to make a plate of bacon and biscuits for myself so that I would seem nonchalant. I heard the bathroom door open and I gazed towards it absent mindedly, trying to pretend that nothing had happened.

Cream waved at me and smiled innocently as she walked towards the kitchen table. She wore one of Sonic's old shirts and a pair of shorts that I knew were mine, considering that Sonic was never the type of person to own shorts. The clothes were at least three sizes too big for her, and the shirt looked more like a dress than a shirt. If they would ever make a dress with a tacky looking lightning bolt illustration drawn on the front, that is.

"Sorry for not being able to make anything more interesting," I apologized as I bit into one of the biscuits, "but it tastes really good, so dig in!"

Cream sat down across from me and made a plate for herself that was much smaller than mine, which made me self conscious of my meal portions for a moment. We both sat and ate in silence.

The whole reason that I had gone to her house yesterday was to explain why I wasn't at her party the day before, and it just occurred to me at that moment that I still hadn't said anything about it. And, just as an afterthought, I could have made myself feel better about peeping on her by apologizing and explaining the whole party situation. It was now or never, and so I finally spoke up.

"Hey... about your party the other day..." I started, looking up at her and placing my hands on the table.

"Don't worry about it, honestly!" She tried to dismiss quickly, shaking her head furiously, "you've done so much for me the past couple of days it's honestly no big deal!"

"But that doesn't change the fact that it was screwed up of me to forget your party like I did, and I've felt bad about it ever since." I continued earnestly, refusing to break eye contact so that she knew how serious I was, "I was working on my plane all morning and Sonic was just hanging out like he always does, but that's no excuse. I'm gonna try a lot harder to remember all of the things everyone has going on from now on."

Cream didn't know what to say for a minute, her mouth simply agape as she tried to think of the words to say. Finally, she looked down at the table sadly, "thank you, but it isn't that big of a deal. Not many people showed up anyway so you weren't missing much."

The look that she gave mixed with the words that she said really messed with my head and sent a wave of depression through me. These past few days must have been hard for her, and it didn't help things that I didn't do anything to make them better. And so I lifted my hands from the table, formed them into fists, and slammed them back down confidently.

"That does it!" I cried to the heavens, "we are having another party for you when everything is back to normal, and this time it's gonna be the best party ever!"

I looked down at Cream after not hearing her say anything. The appreciative tears welling up in her eyes and the thankful smile she sent towards me was the only response I needed.

"That settles it then," I said, "but we have to find out where Sonic went first."