Sorry, got a bunch of new games, got distracted from writing. YAY GAMES!!

Chapter 11

Amy sat in her bed, completely confused about the nightmare she just had.

I was in love with him again…? So much so that I died after seeing his pain? No…No, I thought that part of me was gone…

Amy looked at the clock sitting on the nightstand beside her bed. It read 2:46 AM.

That's the first nightmare I've had in a while…and on top of it all, it's the first dream where Sonic and I fell in love with each other in an even longer time…Something is up. But…what?

The confused girl looked around her dark room. She saw everything that should be there; an armchair, her bed, the overstuffed dresser, closet door, bookshelf…But still, it was as if she wasn't in her room at all. It felt as if she wasn't even herself either.

That dream had struck the dormant feelings for Sonic that she thought she had killed long ago. But just because she found it, doesn't mean she's ready to embrace it…

I need some rest…Oh wait…Amy realized she was already in bed, and lightly chuckled at her moment of stupidity. The teen hedgehog laid her head back on her fluffy pillow, and drifted peacefully back to sleep.

Meanwhile, Sonic was out of his bed, thinking yet again.

She fell in love with me…Such a horrible place to be, such dark evil, and yet her love shone through…Tears were slightly present in Sonic's green eyes. That's beautiful…It truly is.

Sonic had been having very deep thoughts to himself lately, almost always about Amy. He was beginning to feel almost like a philosopher; he seemed to be figuring out so many things about love that he thought nobody would ever know without weeks of deliberation. But at the same time, Sonic was also beginning to feel a little helpless.

It's moments like that that I strive for…Well, not us dying, but her loving me to that extent, and me being right there to return her feelings. Us just being together, nothing to stand in our path…And boy did that feel real…The love…and the pain…

Sonic had never had a more realistic dream, even after his other nightmares. He could swear that he could feel Amy's love radiating from her. It gave him an indescribable warm and welcoming feeling inside; one of true love.

And yet, although he could feel the love, he could also feel the pain. The sharp pain of being stabbed right through, the fatigue of running for his life, the sorrow and regret of seeing Amy in such emotional distress. It was also very real.

Could this be some sort of omen…? Sonic began to think again. Almost everything he dreamt he could someway or another connect it to something that happened or happened soon after in reality, no matter how much he had to twist it. This made him begin to think his dreams were slightly prophetic.

It could be…To get to Amy's heart, to finally have us be together in eternal harmony, I will have to go through immense pain and suffering…? It…No, I don't want to have to do that…but…no, what am I saying? I'll do anything for her…Anything for Amy…

Sonic got up out of his oversized bean-bag chair and climbed back into his bed. He slowly drifted back to sleep, and this time he didn't have any nightmares. But then again, he didn't have any good dreams either.

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The next day, Sonic had just finished his morning run, when he decided to run over to Amy's to greet her a good morning. It was about 10 am right now; a perfect time to go see his favorite hedgehog in the world. Along the way, he decided to get Amy a little something. If she wouldn't accept it as a token of love, maybe she would accept one of friendship at least.

Sonic decided to go to the florists; he figured that since everyone says girls love flowers, it must be true. He decided to go with roses. They're cliché, but the name Amy Rose has the word 'rose' in it, so Sonic thought it was a good idea.

Let's see…I remember something about roses in that one book I read, something about the colors meaning things…I think white means purity…Black is death…Yellow, I THINK is friendship…Pink is…everlasting love? And red…red is deep love and romance. Which one to get…I'm ruling out black for obvious reasons, of course…I think I should skip pink also, it sounds like something for when you're already married.

Sonic looked in the stands of flowers. He found the roses, and looked at the colors. Pink, Yellow, Red.

Hmm…I guess white is out then. So, yellow or red…friendship or romance. She doesn't love me the way I love her, so friendship would be more appropriate for the current situation…but then again, romance might show that I truly do love her, and she might just love me back…

Sonic thought about this for all of 10 seconds more, then smiled and bought a big bouquet of roses.

After giving his money to the kind shopkeeper, he left at a careful speed so that the flowers wouldn't be damaged. He hurried as fast as he could without ruining his gift to his love's apartment building. He entered the door, zipped over to the elevator, and punched in the number 7.

Heh, that makes me laugh every time. My love lives on lucky floor seven. Not to mention room 15A…She's 15, and her name is Amy. 15A. Just odd.

The doors to the elevator opened up, revealing the hallway that would eventually lead to the door labeled 15A. He walked casually up to the door, and knocked exactly 3 times with his right hand. With his left, he hid the bouquet of roses behind his back.

The door opened to reveal Amy's smiling face. The way the light from a nearby window glinted off her eyes seemed to further glorify the moment for Sonic.

"Oh, Sonic!" Amy greeted him with a smile. "What brings you here?"

"Good morning Amy!" Sonic replied with an equally joyous smile, "I just wanted to stop by to let you know how much you mean to me." Sonic brought out the huge bouquet of deep red roses.

"Wow!" Amy said in surprise. "Sonic! You didn't have to do this!" Amy was wide eyed in amazement at the sudden surprise.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just wanted to say I love you." Sonic meant this with all his heart, and Amy knew this.

She took the gift with great joy and amazement. "Thank you Sonic! I…I don't know what to say!"

"You don't need to say anything. Just know that I love you." Sonic smiled and then darted off. He was too close to coming out and kissing her already, he didn't want to just come out and be all over her. That would be uncalled for and creepy, exactly the opposite of how he wants to come across as.

Amy was left at her door, looking at the huge amount of red roses she had just been given. "Wow…Just wow…" Amy still couldn't believe it.

She walked back inside and sat down upon her couch with the bouquet in her lap. She took in the aroma of the fresh-cut roses and sighed.

"This should be a good thing…I mean, this means that he really does care for me…But…I don't know…"

The happiness she had showed before was half true, and half to please Sonic. Amy didn't want his feelings hurt, but she wasn't sure about this gift.

It's thoughtful and sweet of him, I'll give him that. Someone might even call it cute. But…red roses. I know that Sonic knew what red means. He meant to tell me he was in love…more than just a normal crush. Again, sweet and thoughtful…but it just makes me feel uneasy. It's as if he's trying to sway me…I don't like that. I want to make my own decisions…

Amy had thought herself into a type of fury. Now she felt somewhat mad that Sonic had done what he did. Still, she didn't want to let this extravagant gift go to waste. She got up and found a large vase, then placed the vase with some water on her kitchen table. Amy then proceeded to place the large amount of flowers into the vase, making it the centerpiece of the kitchen.

"Sonic really spared no expense…It's gonna be hard to really get used to him actually loving me. I thought I had the idea before, but this…"

Amy took in the sight of the giant bouquet once more before turning to leave her apartment. She needed to get outside, to breathe in fresh air.

This is a fresh start. The start of what? I'm not sure…but I know it will be very distinct. Somehow.

Amy walked out the door of her apartment building, off towards the new day.