Feel the tension! :D Thank you to Mana the Cat Magician, silverdawn2010, ChReNiC, xRedRockerx, IHeartSonAmy, Playingstars and marylolsmith. Sooo, the chapter title will explain itself... :) That's all I'm saying. Hope you enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 11 – Fists Mean Fights

The sky was beginning to turn reddish pink as the sun climbed downwards behind the horizon. The evening was already approaching, but it went unnoticed by a particular blue hedgehog. After having raced straight to Amy's house, Sonic wasn't particularly surprised when he was met with a male green hedgehog rather than a pink female. Jecht's lilac-blue eyes shone with challenge as he instantly detected the aggressiveness radiating from Sonic. He stayed in the doorway, his arm resting against the side of the wooden frame. Sonic was about to speak when Jecht began to talk instead.

"Amy's out back," he said, calmly swinging one arm back to form the hitching-a-ride gesture with his hand. "She's busy sorting out her garden before we go out."

Sonic felt his temper sizzling at the sight of 'The Creep'. Just hearing him speak coolly was getting on the blue hedgehog's nerves, if he wasn't worked up enough already. "That's not a problem," he growled, "Because I'm here to talk to you."

Jecht's eyebrows rose as he stepped back to allow Sonic to enter. He closed the door again once the blue hedgehog had stormed in, and smirked. "I was thinking of talking to you, as well... I was a little surprised to see a bunch of flowers at my girlfriend's doorstep yesterday," he said, enjoying Sonic's reaction to the word 'girlfriend'. "Tulips, interesting choice," he remarked scornfully. "They mean perfect love, did you know that?" He snickered. "Four red coloured ones for confession, four pink for affection and four cream coloured for 'I will love you forever'." He shook his head condescendingly, and continued, "I didn't know that you were after her."

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Sonic deepened his glare at the other male, ignoring his pitiless mockery. "What did you do with them?"

Jecht smirked again, pleased at his own ability to remain calm whilst the blue speedster became increasingly agitated. "Well I wasn't too happy with somebody else taking an interest in my girl, so I dumped them," he announced casually.

Sonic felt himself swearing at 'The Creep' mentally, deciding not to voice the words in his head. Before he could consider a more neutral reply, Jecht beat him to it.

"Anyway, let's forget that for now. Why did you want to talk me?" he said. "Are you finally making an effort to be to civil with me properly or are you apologi-"

"Does this ring any bells?" Sonic demanded, interrupting Jecht. He held out the ID card that he'd found, noting the quick stab of panic that crossed Jecht's face.

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Jecht pasted his casual expression back on again despite feeling somewhat daunted that Sonic had found his card.

Damn it, he thought. Too careless, Jecht. Hmm... It doesn't matter; I can still fix this.

"Yeah. That's mine," he stated, confirming the obvious.

"I know, it's yours," Sonic hissed, refraining from using the several rude names that appeared in his mind. "Aren't you even going to try and tell me that you're not an agent?"

Jecht snickered, not hesitating to condescend the other male. "You know that I'm an actor, right? It's a prop, Sonic," he scoffed.

"Oh yeah?" Sonic stepped closer to him and pointed to the shiny symbol on the corner of the card. "If it's a prop, then explain why it has a security code and a hologram. They're only on real ID cards."

Jecht feigned a contemptuous expression and chuckled. "I didn't know you were so touchy about what I use in my career. But look, it's not my call if you don't like what's on the props that I use. I can't help it if their detailed. My manager sorts out that stuff, not me."

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Sonic sensed himself becoming even more agitated. "Playing dumb won't help you, pal," he said, his tone becoming more hostile by the second. "I know this thing is real and nothing you say is gonna is make me change my mind, so don't bother trying. Who are you working for and why are you using Amy?" he said, positioning himself closer still to the green hedgehog. His body language was offering nothing but a threatening aura and he knew it.

Jecht's mind was racing as he tried to catch hold of the situation. Sonic was firmly set on the belief that the card was real – which was true of course – and it seemed rather pointless to try and convince him otherwise. But still, openly admitting it wouldn't be a good idea either, he knew. He raised an eyebrow purposely. "I'm telling you, it's, a, prop," he said, sounding out each syllable individually. He noticed Sonic's frown intensifying as the blue hedgehog opened his mouth to speak but Jecht swiftly continued. "And even if I was some kind of agent, or whatever," he said, "What would that have to do with mine and Amy's relationship?" He noticed Sonic twitch slightly at the last few words of his sentence, but decided to ignore it.

"Look a little closer," said Sonic. "The start date of the career is roughly two weeks ago, the same time that you met Amy." His confidence was boosted as a momentary flash of discouragement intersected Jecht's expression.

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The green hedgehog's determination was wavering, but he held firm. "So?"

"So something's up," Sonic concluded, his mouth still drawn into a scowl. "I'm asking you again, who are working for and why are you using her?"

Jecht ignored the question. "Sounds like you're suffering from the green monster."

"Yeah, except the only green monster around here is you! Answer the question!"

"You keep asking me that and I'll just keep giving you the same answer. That card is an insignificant prop that has no meaning."

Sonic's eyes gleamed with the chance to turn the tables, despite the riled look on his face. "Okay. So if this is just a prop, you got no problem with me snapping it?" He held the card between his thumb and forefinger, and began to bring them closer together, bending the thin layer of plastic. It was slowly curving into a sharper arc-shape, evidently close to cracking.

Jecht bit the insides of his mouth, fighting the urge to rip it out of Sonic's hand. If that card broke, Dr. Eggman would not be happy, let alone the fact that Jecht needed it to access Eggman's base. Luckily, Sonic didn't seem to know that the card was also a digital key
for the evil scientist's headquarters. Whether he did or not, that card was important. Jecht's will collapsed as his arm shot out to reach it. "Hey, I need that!" he cried indignantly.

Sonic promptly held his arm out at an unreachable distance. "Because it's real?" he taunted.

"No," Jecht said slowly through gritted teeth. "Because it's part of my job."

Sonic narrowed his eyes again. "Your job as an agent," he stated.

"No-"

"Don't lie to me, Jecht!" He knew how aggressive that had sounded and it didn't bother him. This guy was really winding him up.

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Naturally, Sonic was good-natured most of the time, but if someone like Jecht got his temper flaring it would be their funeral. Injustice was one of the few things that could make him angry, and using somebody that he loved pretty much filled that category. Amy was innocent – definitely not stupid – but innocent, and she was more than happy to accept the affections of almost anyone. So she would be easy prey for some jerk like Jecht, and he was no doubt taking advantage, for whatever reason. That infuriated Sonic to no end. He could count on one hand the amount of times that he'd been this livid. His fists were now clenched, itching to ram themselves into that creep's face. He saw Jecht's mouth opening again to defend himself, and his voice rose in anger. "Why are you going out with Amy!" he demanded. His self-control not to punch the other male was slipping, and Jecht's defiant gaze was not helping.

There were a few things that Jecht could've said in response, and he chose the most powerful phrase solely for the purpose of saving himself the trouble of explaining anything further. "Because I love her!" he cried, which was, of course, a lie.

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What happened next was so fast that Sonic had no time to comprehend his reaction. Like most parts of his life, he acted on impulse, and it was strong. Within a second of the words leaving Jecht's mouth, Sonic's fist was thrust into the green hedgehog's face, jerking his head back. Jecht brought his eyes back to meet Sonic's, his mouth bending downwards as he glared at his opponent. "What the hell was that for!" he shouted.

If looks could kill, both hedgehogs would have died instantly. Sonic's gaze with lined with a dislike so violent that it was sailing passed the line of hatred. "I'm not in too great a mood, Jecht," he snarled. "And I know that you don't truly care for her, so what's the real reason that you're with her?" His fists were nearly shaking he was so worked up.

Jecht knew before he even replied that what he would say would be a bad idea but what choice did he have? "I told you! Because I love her!" Once again, he saw the flare of aggression in Sonic's eyes before a punch smashed into his face. His temper was beyond boiling point now, as was Sonic's. Another punch was probably due soon, and the only issue preventing Jecht from retaliating was his mission. If he got into a fight with Sonic then there was a good chance that Amy would stop talking to him, at least for a while. He couldn't afford to take that chance, he'd come too far. Still, Sonic was asking for it. He was definitely the first person ever to punch him and get away with it.

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Jecht was sizing him up, analysing him quickly. It was unusual to see such fierce determination, such unbridled protectiveness in someone like that.

But is it for her? he thought carefully.

The blue hero was outraged to say the least, but perhaps it was just the tension between the two of them. Jecht was considering testing his suspicion, and he knew that it would only provoke Sonic further, but he was not far off from fuming, himself.

"I'm asking you one, last time," Sonic growled. But before he could finish Jecht interrupted him.

"How can you say that my feelings aren't real?" he hissed. "I mean what would you know about love? What – you thought that you and Amy had a chance together?" He began to laugh maliciously.

That was it. Sonic literally felt his willpower crack. Jecht knew instantly that he'd just overstepped the line and he didn't care.

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Both males lunged forwards, their clenched hands colliding. Their arms were being forced against each other's, locked in position. Their limbs shook with the tension from their muscles as they fought to hold each other off. Sonic pressed harder, grunting from the effort. He relaxed for less than a second before using the break to inject even more energy into his arms, causing Jecht to stagger backwards. The green hedgehog quickly recovered by pushing himself away from the wall. He spun around and swung his fist towards Sonic's head, who jumped out of the way. Using that as an idea, Sonic took the moment to jump upwards again, whilst drawing his leg up to his chest. In a single, fluid movement, he shot his leg out again, slashing it straight into Jecht. Several little jabs of pain were trying to unsettle the jade male, but he ignored them. Jecht leaped back up immediately and dashed behind Sonic's back. He jumped as high as the room would allow, directing his landing to smash into his blue opponent.

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Sonic felt pain sear through his back as he was forced to the floor. He groaned under his breath.

Now that's just fighting dirty! he thought furiously.

He blotted out the pain as he forced himself upright again. Jecht was smirking at him through his bang quills, his eyes gleaming. Sonic suppressed a growl before rapidly curling himself into a ball as his spin dash kicked into action. He spun faster and faster and his ball of destruction pounded Jecht, who held his arms out, desperately trying to defend himself. The green male gritted his teeth, struggling to hold Sonic back. His gloved hands were becoming sorer by the second. He glanced to the side and was surprised to see Amy walking through the door. She paused in her tracks, staring at the two males, one crashing into the other. Her eyes were wide as she shouted, "Sonic! Stop!"

Sonic fell out of his spin dash. He shot a fierce look at Jecht, who returned it. Their gazes locked again as they panted heavily, ready to lash out at any moment. Amy shook her head, bewildered, as her eyes narrowed. Sonic stole one last glower at Jecht, before turning to face the other way, briefly lifting his hands to show that he'd stopped. Jecht was glaring daggers at him, still fuming that the blue hedgehog had got the last hit. Maybe it was petty but Jecht didn't care, nobody hurt him and got away with it. He didn't even consider the risks of what he was about to do, he was past caring. Amy watched him as he walked over to Sonic and tapped him on the shoulder, still breathing heavily.

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Just as Sonic turned his head to face him, Jecht slammed his fist against Sonic's jaw. The impact was so strong and unexpected that it sent the hero flying backwards and he crashed into a coffee table, smashing a picture frame in the process. The glass from the small frame shattered and the sound echoed in the room. Sonic suppressed a moan as he clenched his eyes shut, trying to ignore the pain that reverberated through his being. Amy was stunned. For a second she could only stare in horror at the violent scene before her. The reality of it soon sank in and rage boiled inside her. "JECHT!" she screamed. "GET OUT!"

Jecht whipped around to face her, like a rabbit caught in the headlights. Realisation dawned on him as he came back to his senses.

Now what the hell do I do? "Amy, I..."

"OUT! NOW!" she cried, her hammer appearing in her hand. Her brow was furrowed angrily; she was serious about striking him, he knew.

He headed to the entrance of the house, swearing under his breath. "We'll talk about this later," he said firmly, and retreated out the door as she raised her hammer.

She lowered it again and it vaporised, allowing her breathing to return to a normal rate. She quickly remembered Sonic and rushed over to him as he staggered to his feet. "Sonic," she breathed. "Are you alright?" Her voice was filled with worry as she gently held his arm.

He smiled warmly at her, despite the several cuts and grazes that now coated his body.

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The anger that had possessed him to attack Jecht was now completely vanished, replaced with the calm aura that Amy seemed to bring. "I'm okay," he said softly. He craned his neck to the side to observe his upper arm, where the pain was particularly strong, although most of it had subsided from merely being near her. A small pool of blood was forming below his shoulder and he winced. Not many people knew this, but he wasn't that great at dealing with blood and it unnerved him to see it coming from his own body. "Except, err... there's red stuff leaking from my arm," he pointed out, trying to suppress the alarm in his voice with his humour.

Amy gasped as she saw the crimson liquid oozing from his skin. "You're bleeding!" she cried, and instantly pulled him to the sofa, sitting him down. She sat beside him and studied the cut again, biting her lip in concern. "I think that was the picture frame wasn't it?" she said quietly. Amy promptly left her seat to race into her kitchen, rummaging through cupboards for a first-aid kit. She grabbed one and hurried back, sitting next to him again.

Sonic glanced at the green box sceptically. "Got any needles in there?" he said nervously.

"Sonic," she said, raising an eyebrow, in spite of her concern. "All you need is a little anti-septic solution." She pulled out a small brown bottle and a cotton wool pad and said, "It's a clean cut so it should heal pretty quickly on its own."

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He couldn't help smiling at her fussing over him, like his very own nurse, he mused.

She unscrewed the lid and let a few drips of the fluid leak onto the pad. "This might sting," she warned him, and pressed it firmly against his arm.

He almost jumped as a nasty twinge of pain hit his wound. He noticed her regarding him closely and he forced a smile through his gritted teeth. "Nothing I can't handle," he assured her. He found his cheeks heating up as he watched her, a grin tugging at his lips.

She continued to apply pressure to the small gash, occasionally peeping underneath the cotton pad to check if the bleeding had abated. She'd been so caught up in tending to him that she hadn't even come to terms with the fact that she'd hardly ever been this close to her blue hero before without him needing to rush off. A light blush tinted her cheeks as she dabbed at his arm, a small smile creeping onto her muzzle. Amy loved to help him in even the smallest ways, so having the chance to try and aid him with an injury was exciting in some ways. Of course, she would never wish any harm upon him, but the pink hedgehog couldn't help feeling a small thrill as she took in a deep breath quietly, inhaling his scent. It had always been a rare luxury to spend time with him alone, and as of late it was becoming even more uncommon.

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A sudden thought popped into her mind as she glanced up into Sonic's captivating, electric-green orbs. For a split second she was spellbound by them, but she brought herself back into focus and frowned slightly. "Why were you and Jecht fighting?" she asked.

His eyes met hers and the spark reduced as he was reminded of the fight. "I found his ID card," said Sonic, getting straight to the point as always. "He's an agent."

"What?" she said incredulously, releasing the cotton pad in surprise.

"The card clearly said that his career is an agent," he stated. "Look I'll show you." He reached into his back quills, waiting to feel the hard sheet of plastic, but he didn't. His eyes narrowed as his hands reached further into his quills, but still he found no card. He cursed mentally. 'The Creep' must have somehow gotten it back during the fight. He returned his hands in front of him. "Well, I don't have it anymore," he admitted, "I guess he got it back when we fought. But it was there in black and white."

Amy stared at him. "Sonic... Jecht's an actor. That was probably one of his props," she said.

He reflected her expression as his own brow furrowed. "Yeah, that's what he said, but he's lying." He paused, noting the bewilderment in her eyes. "It even had a validity hologram on it. He's using you, Amy."

:O Gasp shock horror! We all know that it's true, but will Amy believe Sonic? There's only one way to find out! ;)
Hopefully Sonic wasn't OOC, I know he's not really violent but he was pretty mad so yeah... My first fight scene, hopefully it was readable :)
In case you're wondering, I looked up the flower meanings so they might not be correct but most sites said the same thing. Thanks for reading!

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