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Chapter 14
Sonic's P.O.V.
I stand there, too stunned to move, as Amy walks by. What the hell had just happened? I was bragging about my victory one moment, and the next thing I know she's in my arms and we're kissing! Honestly, I was going to let her slide on that one. I could tell she wasn't thinking when she made that bet and that she wouldn't of made it in the first place if she seriously didn't believe in my failure. Hell, I even thought I would miss, but for my pride, I had to try anyways. Now look where it got me: confused as hell!
I'm not confused as to why she did it- she's an honest person and was just keeping her word. What's confusing me so is how we reacted. I was completely caught off guard when she started to kiss me. I was even more confused after I responded by kissing her back, having no control over what I did or thought. I haven't lost control or felt like that since... well, since Sally. She was the only one who could disorient me with her kisses, even after her death when I tried to be rid of my grief and be with other women, I just couldn't get past kissing them. Everything about being with them was meaningless to me, and it made me even more miserable. I decided to accept the single life, figuring I'd never find another woman who'd capture me like Sally did.
But does Amy's kiss prove otherwise?
"Hey, bro! Come and get your damn chili dogs!" I hear Manic call from the bar. Where Amy is. Releasing a weary sigh, I take back control of my limbs and go to the bar. As I take my seat, I dare a glance at the female hedgehog, and I see a troubled look on her face. I wonder what's going on in her head right now...
We sit there, eating our lunches, in complete, agonizing silence. I HATE awkward silences like these, but what am I supposed to say? Does she even want to talk about it?
I know I don't.
Wait, yes I do.
No... DAMN IT! I hate this! To know the answer, I'll have to figure out what the hell I feel for Amy, but I don't want to do that! I'll have to recall what I felt when I was with Sally to see if I feel that way for Amy. I... I can't do that. Not only because of the pain that I always receive for remembering, but also because of fear. What if... what if I do feel that way for Amy? Will I be betraying Sally if I do? Am I ready for another relationship, for the risk of my heart getting broken again?
Damn it all to hell! I have to really focus on not growling out loud. I don't want to draw attention to myself nor give Amy the wrong idea. All I have in my head are questions. No answers.
To save myself from this goddamn headache I now have, I decide to keep quite about the kiss and act like it never happened. If she wants to talk about it, then she can let me know. Besides, as far as I know, she might be humiliated or even disgusted from kissing me. Yeah, that's probably the case. Just because we're on better terms now doesn't mean she sees me as a potential spouse. If only she had waited a couple seconds longer! I would've told her to forget about it!
Alright, alright. I'm done thinking about it. Breath in... Breath out... No more thoughts about this. Store it all away... There we go. I can feel my head again!
"Here." I cut off a piece of one of my chili dogs with my fork and offer it to the silent female. She looks at my fork before hesitantly looking at me, her face full of confusion and reluctance. "I said you were going to try a chili dog, remember?" I say, forcing myself to smirk like I usually would. Normalcy is key when avoiding something.
"You want me to eat it off your fork?" She warily eyes the food on the silverware.
"Relax, I haven't used it." I roll my eyes, and without thinking, I add, "If I did, I think it's already a bit late to worry about my germs." Her ears lower and she grimaces, a red blush forming on her face. I resist the urge to face-palm. Damn it. So much for not mentioning it...
I clear my throat. "Just try it." With a quick glance at me, she takes the fork from me and eats the bite of chili dog. "Well?" She chews for a few moments and swallows.
"It's good." She admits with a nod, then she smirks. "I wouldn't say it's the best food in the world, however."
"Aww, Ames! You're killin' me!" I gasp dramatically while holding my chest. She blushes and chuckles, making me smile a little. She looks cute when she blushes...
"You know, if you get to have a nickname for me, I think it's only fair I have a nickname for you." She grins slyly as she takes another bite of her soup, snapping me out of my trance. I scrunch up my face.
"Why?"
"Why not?" She counters.
"Because it's a terrible idea." I reply without hesitation. "You've already helped come up with Faker!"
"Hush. I'm thinking." She then starts to talk lowly to herself. "Sonic... Son.. What's cute? Boo.. Coo... Oo.. Sonoo... Ks are unique..." I cringe from what I'm hearing. 'Coo'? 'Ks'?!
"I've got it!" She yells out, not only making me jump but also attracting attention from the people near us. "Sonikku." She states proudly.
"Sonikku?" I grimace. "Where'd you get that from?"
"A wonderful thing called imagination." She grins. "Sonikku... It has a nice ring to it. Don't you think so too, Sonikku?"
"Hell no." I answer flatly. She giggles. First Faker, now this?! I'd rather deal with Faker instead of Sonikku!
"Aw." She fake pouts, then grins darkly. "All the more reason to love it."
I turn towards her to argue with her, when out of the corner of my eye I see two men walk in. From the red, yellow, and black colors on their uniforms, it's not hard to figure out who they are: soldiers of Robotnia.
"Pull your hood up!" I hiss at Amy and put on my own. She makes a not-so-subtle glance at the two soldiers as she does so, but I don't stop her. It would be suspicious not to since everyone else is also doing it.
The two soldiers walk over to the bar and take their seats. Of course, they choose the two empty seats to my right. I'm just lucky like that.
"What can I get you guys?" Manic asks them, making sure he keeps their attention off of me long enough for me to leave without suspicion. Leaving right after they got here would give them all the reason they need in order to investigate me, therefore discovering me. The soldier next to me is a younger tan bat and his comrade next to him is an older red fox.
"A shot of the strongest thing you've got." The bat slaps some rings on the counter. Manic nods and goes to make the drink.
"You know you have a shift after this, Jason." The older fox looks at his companion in disapproval.
"Yup." Jason simply says, and he downs his shot once Manic sets the clear liquid down in front of him.
"Keep it comin'." Jason orders. The fox shakes his head and asks Manic for just a beer.
As he waits for his drink, Jason looks around, his gaze finally resting on me. I keep my head turned enough so he can't see my face, but I can still see him in my peripheral vision. The tan bat continues to sit there, staring at me, and I start to get uneasy. Does he recognize me? If he does, I'm ready for him.
Suddenly, Amy says, "Leonard, we better get back to the kids before they drive the poor babysitter insane!" She stands and grabs my arm, making me stand up also. I shoot her a bewildered look before I realize what she's doing.
I let her drag me out of the building, but not without hearing the older fox say, "Why were you staring at him like that, Jason?"
"Him? Nah. I was checkin' out that fine-ass wife of his!"
"Oh. Too bad she's married with kids, huh?" The fox says with a hint of disapproval in his voice.
"So?" Jason asks. By this time we are outside and I am unable to hear more. If Amy didn't have such a good grip on my arm, I would turn around, go back inside, and punch that perverted bastard's face.
"Do you think that Jason guy recognized you?" Amy asks me nervously, unaware of what the bat was actually doing.
I snort. "No."
"How do you know? He was staring at you for a while in there." She looks at me skeptically.
"Because he was staring at you, not me. I heard him before we left say he was 'checkin' you out'." I say disgustedly. A look of surprise overcomes her face, but then her ears lower.
"Is that so unbelievable?" She asks, failing to hide the hurt in her voice.
"Oh no, no, no!" I exclaim. "I didn't mean it like that! I just hate guys who are like that! You- you're very beautiful! I-I mean pretty! No- ugh." I face-palm and sigh heavily. "I didn't mean it in an insulting way." I state, done with looking like an idiot.
"O-oh. My mistake." She smiles sheepishly, her face red and me rubbing the back of my head. I look around uncomfortably and watch people as they navigate through each other, going to wherever they need to go.
"I don't know about you," I eventually say and look back at her. "but quite frankly, I'm done with dealing with people right now." She arches an eyebrow at me.
"Meaning...?"
"Meaning we should go someplace not so populated. Someplace peaceful..." I rub my chin thoughtfully, making her roll her eyes. "Got it." I snap my fingers, knowing the perfect place. "Follow me." I then lead Amy into a dark alleyway nearby.
"Gee. No wonder why there's no one here." She says sarcastically. I roll my eyes.
"This isn't the place, Ames. This is to make sure people don't notice my blue streak when I take off." I explain. Without warning her, I scoop her up into my arms and speed off to the place in my memory. Although, she doesn't squeal in surprise like I had expected. Instead, she observes the passing world with an awed look, her short quills blown back from the wind and a peaceful smile on her red lips. I shake my head and turn my attention to what's in front of me; just in time to see a tree rapidly approaching.
"Whoa!" I take a sharp turn to the right and miss the massive tree.
"What was that?" Amy asks worriedly. I forget people who don't go as fast as I do, don't see what I see.
"A... tree. I wasn't paying as much attention as I should've." I admit. What else could I say? 'That green blur was just some wild animal', or 'I was too busy admiring you to pay attention'? If she hadn't of kissed me earlier, I would've said that last one just to mess with her, truth or not, but she did, and it would've been very awkward if I did say it.
"Then how about you pay attention? I would still like to live you know!" She glares at me. I scoff.
"Please. At this speed? You would've at least gotten some broken bones, but not killed."
"How reassuring." She grumbles and unconsciously snuggles deeper into my chest. I smirk and speed up a little more, earning myself another glare from the female.
"Here we are." I stop and set Amy down. As she observes the area for the first time, I look around as well. It's almost the same as I remember: the glistening lake, the surrounding thick trees, the numerous wild flowers, but a little more plant life than I remember.
"It's beautiful." Amy gasps with admiration. "Wait a minute." She looks at me. "Is this the lake where you met Sally?" Huh, she remembered.
"Yeah. This is where I go when I want to relax." I say as I walk down towards the lake's edge and sit down on the wild grass.
"Well it certainly is the perfect place for that." She says as she takes a seat next to me.
After a few moments of listening to the breeze whispering through the tree branches, Amy asks, "Is it warm?"
"What?"
"The water. Is it warm?"
"Dunno. I haven't tested it in years, and as I've already told you, I don't like to swim." I lay on my back and lace my hands under my head.
"Why don't you like to swim?"
"Why do you need to know?" I narrow my eyes at her, starting to get irritated. Didn't I tell her this is my relaxing place?
"Well, I don't need to. I was just curious." She grumbles as she draws her knees up to her chest and rests her chin on them. Finally. Being fairly sure she'll be quiet now, I close my eyes and listen the nature around me.
Then, "You're not afraid of swimming, are you?"
"Would you just drop it?!" I shout in exasperation. "You obviously missed the part where I said I like to relax here!" Unexpectedly, I hear her giggle. I snap open my eyes and glare at her. "What are you laughing at?"
"You sure do get riled up easily." She grins.
"No I don't." I sit up and cross my arms. "I'm the one that does the riling, not the other way around."
"Hmm, so what's this?" She pokes my crossed arms. I glance down at my arms and feel my ears twitch. I then gaze out at the lake, trying to figure out what I should do next.
"You know, maybe you're right." I smile innocently at the pink hedgehog. Surprise flashes across her face before her eyes narrow in suspicion.
"What are-" Using my speed, I scoop her up into my arms, go over to the lake's edge, and toss her into the water.
"Is it warm?" I grin as her head pops back up to the surface and she gasps for air.
"Sonic!" She growls. The soaked Amy stands up and she holds out her right hand. "That wasn't very nice." She smiles evilly. Before I can voice my confusion, that damn hammer of hers suddenly appears in her outstretched hand.
"Agh!" I dodge the red-and-yellow weapon as it flies by me, and I watch as it hits the ground and makes a crater. That could've been me. "Hey, just what are you- OOF!" As I turn to confront her, I am tackled by the hammer-wielder herself and am sent to the ground with her on top.
"Got you, Sonikku!" She giggles as she purposely clings onto me, the water from her soaked clothing now seeping into mine and her quills rapidly dripping water onto my neck and collarbone. Her body being pressed against mine and the icy drops are enough to make me shiver.
"Hey! Get off! You're all cold and wet!" I exclaim uneasily, trying to wiggle out of her grip, but even with the help of the water, I'm unable to be freed.
"Well now you know how the water feels, don't you?" She says as she lifts her head and glares pointedly at me with her jade eyes. Then she rests her head back on my chest, making sure her quills are still dripping onto my neck area. "You're not going anywhere until I'm warm again."
"Ugggh." I groan and try to make myself comfortable, knowing she's serious. I close my eyes and try to relax, at least until she releases me, then I can go lay in a tree or some place where she won't follow, and really relax.
However, it isn't long before I hear her soft, even breathing. I open my eyes and lift my head, managing to get a look at her face and confirming it.
She's asleep.
I test her grip, hoping maybe I can slip out of it without waking her. As soon as I move a centimeter, though, she starts to stir. I still and she settles back down, strengthening her grip on me, believe it or not.
"Damn." I mutter lowly to myself. Well, I guess I finally have the peace and quite I wanted. I watch her frame rise up and down, her eyelids lightly flutter, and her peaceful face as she rests. "Damn." I say again and with a heavy sigh, I rest my head back down and I close my eyes. What the hell did she do to me? I can't forget about that kiss; it seems like every other thought I have has something to do with it.
Too mentally tired to figure out my problems, I let my mind drift- from the simple sounds of the wind to the female sleeping on me- and I let sleep take over.
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"Sonic..."
I scrunch up my face and roll over, wondering who the hell's trying to wake me up. If anything, they should grab me a blanket; it's chilly.
"Sonic, get up!" Now a little more awake, I recognize the female's voice. I still ignore her though. "Sonic, don't make me drag you into the water."
"With those noodle arms?" I ask, eyes still shut and still curled up comfortably on the ground. I feel Amy grab my ankle and the ground moving from underneath me as she drags me. "Okay, okay!" I jerk my leg from her grip and sit up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and stretching as I do so.
"About time. I called your name nearly twenty times, and shaking you did me no good either." Amy huffs and crosses her arms. I arch an eyebrow at her.
"Like you wake up easily?"
"How would you know? You haven't even tried waking me up normally." She arches her own eyebrow at me. I grin.
"True." I then notice the darkening orange sky. "Wait, how late is it?"
"That's why I woke you up!" She throws up her arms in exasperation. "It's nearly dinner time now."
"Really?" Damn, I practically slept the day away!
"Yeah, but you needed the rest. You actually look a lot better now." She says with a small, knowing smile, somehow guessing my thoughts.
"Hmm, you don't say?" I grin slyly at her. She forms a light blush, but not as much as I had hoped.
"Yeah, whatever. Can we get going now? I'm getting hungry."
"Alright, alright." I pick her up and speed back home, the run this time much more comfortable and short than last time. I guess choosing to keep quiet was the right choice. I set her down on the front steps of the house and I open the door, letting her enter first: can't let mom harp on me for not having manners.
After we enter, I see everybody else is back. Apparently we're just in time for something too, for Amara's weary face becomes one of hope.
"Oh look, Rouge, Sonic and Amy are back!" She points over at us, everybody else also looking at us, amusement on their faces.
"Ooo, Sonic! Amy!" Rouge squeals with delight and prances over to us, Amara breathes a sigh of relief and a couple chuckles sound as the white bat makes her way over to us. She immediately wraps Amy into a tight hug once she reaches us. "Oh, I feel like I haven't seen you guys in forever!" She sighs loudly.
"Um, hi to you too, Rouge." Amy manages to choke out.
"What's got you so chipper?" I ask, the happiness radiating off of Rouge almost tangible. Rouge's smile widens and she holds out her left hand, an engagement ring on her ring finger.
"Knuckles finally proposed!" She squeals.
"Oh Rouge! Congratulations!" Amy smiles enthusiastically and gives the bat another hug.
"It was so unexpected! Earlier we were walking along and-" Seeing Rouge is focused only on Amy, I discretely walk away, now seeing why Amara looked so relieved- she must've been the victim Rouge chose to talk with about how happy she was- and I take a seat with everybody else.
"Hey, here he is! What have you and Amy been up to, dear brother?" Sonia asks me with a smirk after I take my seat.
"Nothing much. We walked around, ate lunch, and took a nap." I shrug, purposely giving a vague answer just to mess with her.
"I can vouch for the lunch part." Manic says with a raised hand.
"And...?" She prompts, ignoring Manic and wanting more details from me.
"And we woke up and came here."
"Ugh, you're hopeless." She groans. I chuckle and turn my attention to a certain red echidna.
"So, I hear you're finally engaged. Congrats, Patches!"
"Thanks, Faker. Although, with how long she's been raving about it, you'd think we got married instead or something." He shakes his head at his fiancé's excitement.
"Well, it has been, what, three years?" I point out with a smirk.
"Whatever." He rolls his eyes. From the corner of my eye, I see my mom enter the room.
"Oh good, the both of you are back." My mom smiles at both me and Amy. "Just in time for dinner."
"Great, I'm starving!" My brother exclaims as he stand up and stretches. Just like the old days: busy all day, but dinner ready for us by the time we're back home. I glance at Amy, who's still talking to Rouge. Almost exactly like the old days...
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"Ahh, that hit the spot." I sigh as Amy and I enter my room.
"Your mom is a very good cook." Amy nods in agreement, and she grabs her nightgown. "I can't even push my belly out anymore!" She laughs as she tries to poof out her belly and fails.
"Geez, fatty." I tease. On the contrary, her stomach is barely sticking out.
"Careful, Sonikku." She wags her index finger at me, her right hand outstretched again. I put up my hands in surrender and she giggles. "Good boy." She smirks and leaves the room to change.
As I watch her leave, I slowly start walking backwards to my bed. My foot suddenly catches on my overnight bag and if not for all my years of experienced footing, I would've fallen. Hard.
"Yeesh, this place is a mess." I say to myself as I look around: clothing, bags, and even some bedding strewn about the floor. This place would be dangerous without any moonlight. Hmm... actually, I'm not sure that throwing Amy in the lake quite makes us even. After all, she did get me wet too...
I quickly go to the window and shut the curtains, even draping some extra blankets over them to make sure not a shred of light comes through. With the room now pitch-black, I slowly make my way to my bed, using a path I cleared for myself earlier when I still had moonlight.
Just after I climb under the covers, I hear the door open. "Sonic?" I hear Amy softly call.
"Still here." I answer, unable to stop the grin on my face. At least she can't see it.
"Geez, it sure is dark." She grumbles, and I hear her soft footsteps. "Why is it so- ACK!" With a loud rustling, Amy comes crashing down on top of me. I start laughing. She got farther than I thought she would.
"Now we're even." I chuckle.
"Oh, and tossing me into the lake wasn't enough?" She asks with her breath hitting my face, suddenly making me very aware of how close her face is to mine, how her body is on mine once again, how alone we are in this dark room.
"Sonic?" And her voice, her sweet, melodious voice! My left arm snakes around her waist, pulling her even closer, and my right hand cups her cheek, slowly making it's way to the back of her head. I want, no, need to feel those soft lips of hers again.
"Sonic, w-what are-" I silence her by pulling her head down and crashing my lips against hers, sighing from how soft her lips are. She stays unresponsive from shock at first, but then she starts kissing me back and entwines her hands in my quills. I roll over, pinning her under me, and I brush my tongue against her lip, to which she immediately opens and lets me deepen the kiss. Oh how I've missed this: the passion, the warmth, the desire... everything.
I break the kiss for air and I go to her neck, kissing and nibbling it, making her softly moan. I shiver. Oh yes, I've definitely missed this. I let my hands slowly feel her soft, voluptuous curves. As they travel closer to her chest, she stops them with her own hands, breathing heavily. I abruptly lift my head from her neck and remove my hands from her body.
"I'm so sorry! I-I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean to come onto you that strong." I sigh shakily, not quite ready lift myself off her warm body.
"N-no, no! That's actually not what's wrong." She says nervously. I stay still, waiting for her to explain. "I... like you, Sonic." She slowly admits, and I can't help but to feel my heart pick up its pace. "But," I then brace myself, waiting for her rejection. "I'm not Sally." She whispers, sorrow in her voice. After her words register in my head, I smile warmly and rest my forehead against hers.
"I know. You're Amelia Rose." I then softly kiss her and, with her consent, resume what I was doing earlier. No more denying, no more hiding, and, now understanding what Shadow said that night, no more listening to my head. Amy means more to me than I thought possible, and right now, I need only her.
Hope you all enjoyed this, 'cause this chapter put up a hell of a fight against me! Also, sorry if you were hoping for a lemon, but I don't write those, and if you weren't, then I hope it wasn't too heated for you!
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