DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own anything of Sonic franchise.

First Author's Note: Idea hit yesterday after listening to 'Your Heart' song by: Damien Dawn. Yes, I know I'm on my Shadamy usual craziness. HEY BUT YOU LOVELIES, LOVE ME FOR IT! Second Author's Note is at TBC. . .

Review Responses (THANK YOU for taking the time too):

It's About Time:

elijahhedgemond: Very true. Glad you enjoy yourself. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.

BearfootTruck: OH MY DAMN CHERRY BLOSSOMS! I do love Sonic gang as humans too. Yet BFT honey, you know this isn't the only fanfic with that concept. His Feisty Cheerleader was the first one (WON'T be that last either) based on it. My Hero Academia dressed as Rouge, I repeat sweet. Oh okay, I'm not a car gal whatsoever. You weren't nitpicky, trust me. Thanks for the Favorite here.

Eyes are Windows:

elijahhedgemond: Sweet, good, hope I don't disappoint.

BearfootTruck: All 4 chapters, damn I'm so loved. *Giggles* Wonderful thing to wake up to in the morning. You're smelling danger is completely serious and correct. Indeed body switching horror, Marinette will need help. I remember, Quirk for MHA. BFT honey, I have written MHA fanfics. Stuff detailed for them I try to not forget. Of course Adrien is already suspicious. That's Kagami Tsurugi she is a tough costumer, even when relaxed. I'm glad you're glad at discovering it too. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.

Only for You:

BearfootTruck: Understandable, yet I'm very thrilled to give you a different change of pace then. That was my favorite to write too. Amy calming Shadow from murder always a saving grace. Hhhhmmm, he wouldn't have killed Fiona just terrified her. Thanks for the Favorite here.

Leaning against her pinkish wall in the darkness of her bedroom. Black furred/red striped arms cross tightly over his white fluffy chest. All senses twitching to locate his target and murder it. Just everytime he hears her soft breathing as she rests unaware of his very presence, he chaos energy within settles down. Knowing right here, right now is where he is most needed.

'One day, he will pay. . .'

Tears pour down her muzzle, breathing becoming hard and heavy. Blood red eyes glowing in the darkness, he immediately rushes to her side. Right hand caressing the left side of her.

"Shhhh, Rose I'm here. No one will ever live to harm you again. Rest easy Amy."

His gentle voice whispers, laying a kiss to her forehead. Her body shaking sssllooowwllyy stops, as a heart melting smile graces her face. Looking down towards her growing belly, the Ultimate Lifeform rubs it smoothing any other discomfort she has.

"You are already so loved."

When suddenly his wrist commutator goes off, growling at the device. He faster then ever before zooms downstairs and even faster out the door of her modest two story house.

Clicking the screen to answer, Rouge's teal green eyes blink. The sassy smirk on her face, makes him glare.

"Bat, someone better need dying or you will."

"Well. . . pleasant night to you too. But seriously, down to business, the commander needs us to do some cleaning up. Some gun smuggling, you know the drill."

She dully states, but from behind her blue fur can be seen. Her big white ears twitch as the Blue Blur springs to life. Shadow rolls his blood red eyes, regretting answering this stupid call more.

"Hey Shades, you taken my Queen away again?"

Sonic knows the dark hog won't answer that obvious question, as always. Rouge smirks turning to her boyfriend. "Relax Big Blue, I'll be back soon." As they lean over about capture one another's lips, just as Shadow is quickly about to cut the connection, emerald green freeze staring at his darker friend. Rouge's pouty face any indication, Sonic didn't actually kiss her. . . yet.

"Shadow, chill out. I know with you watching Ames, she's okay. Seriously, when are you two moving in together?"

The Blue Blur goes for a little light-heartedness, after that tough statement. Blood red eyes glare into laughing emerald green, yet it holds no heat. Rouge smiles softly, Shadow knows his sister-in-arms completely agrees with her boyfriend.

"Be silent, Sonic."

Sonic and Rouge turn to one another, with that remark they know they got Shadow. He DIDN'T call Sonic Faker. Rouge smiles giving Shadow her full attention, "If he ever returns he already signed his death warrant. Look we'll meet up soon, love you Shades."

Rouge using Sonic's favorite nickname for Shadow, he rolls his blood red eyes. Completely cutting off their connection. Yet he still heard their fading laughter. As he looks up facing Amy's closed bedroom window.

He leaps up to the roof, leaning towards the window. Finding yes, it's also locked up tight. He nods, now a very small smile on his tan muzzle. Right hand up to his ebony/red striped quills, easily pulling out the green chaos emerald, his grip on it stronger then ever thinking of HIM.

"Don't fret Rose. You won't be alone for long."

RETURNING FROM THE CLEAN UP JOB. . .

The bright glow materializes in her living room. Annoyed blood red eyes scan his surroundings. Black furred triangle ears twitch, hearing movement in her HUGE kitchen.

Long black nose sniffs the air, an amused smirk takes his face. Looking to her wall clock it morphs to a concerned frown.

3:42AM

"Shadow stop looking at the time. I'm fine, well okay really hungry but you know."

Her voice emphasizes her good fun as she giggles. He nods silently himself preferring the sound of her happiness over all. Entering her kitchen, her standing at the stove apparently making scrambled eggs and turkey bacon.

"So Tough Guy how was the job?"

She asks so casually as if that be the only thing to separate them, especially since he found afterwards. Of course the pinkette pregnant hog is correct. His smirk is back full force.

"Dull. I'm happy to be-"

"Home."

Her smile turning to side glance him smug. He chuckles lightly, knowing he used the word: "Here" she'd whack him with her Piko-Piko Hammer that she surprisingly still can lift. Placing the two plates down, Shadow opens the fridge door reaching to grab the apple juice. Quickly grabbing two clean glasses, he looks to make sure Amy is eating before he sits himself down.

"I've got the dishes."

Amy smiles across him, that order no arguments, he wants her to rest after they finish.

TO BE CONTINUED. . .

Second Author's Note: It happened again, mid-write this supposed one-shot ends up an ongoing story.