Don't Cry For Me Chapter 2
Amy awoke and looked to her right, Shadow wasn't there.
"Shadow?" She asked the dark.
The dark.it was far darker than she had remembered.
"What.what's going on?" She asked it again.
There came no reply.
His hand touched her shoulder and she gasped. She turned and saw him. It was Shadow, he had finally returned; returned to her.
"No!" She said aloud. "You died!" She said to the figure. "Did I?" He said calmly back.
She gasped again. It was him.
"Why did you leave me?" She asked softly. "I didn't leave anyone." He said. "You left me." She said sullenly. "Well, it's not important now."
She gazed at him.
"He's beautiful." She thought to herself.
She touched him then. First his shoulder, as he had done, then explored him with her hands, he shifted in an awkward position and she stopped.
"What's wrong?" She asked him. "What is it that you want from me?" He replied, standing away from her.
She stood up to try to meet with him, but he was taller. He stared off into space.
"Look at me, Shadow." She said.
He focused on her.
"Do you remember what happened?" She asked him. "When?" He said. "Don't ask when.you know when." She stated.
He sighed.
"After Sonic and I defeated it, I lost all consciousness, so, no, I don't recollect much of the incidents, post-battle." "I see." "Shadow, what do you think of me?" She said, advancing on him. "What do you mean?" He shuffled his feet.
She grabbed his hand.
"Shadow, I won't hurt you." She said. "The last thing I want to do is hurt you."
He loosened his muscles again and looked at his hand connecting with hers.
It held minimal comfort for him, but he derived from it a small dose of pleasure.
She smiled at him then.
"Why are you smiling?" He asked her. "Oh, no reason." She said, letting it fade.
Shadow let her go and sat upon her bed.
"Shadow?" She asked the hedgehog's silhouette. "Yes?" He responded.
She stood there, thinking of something to say.
"How is he making me feel like this?" She thought to herself. "My heart races as he draws near, yet I am altogether frightened of him." She hesitated still. "I just don't understand."
Shadow sat in the dark waiting for her to go on. As she continued to hesitate, his mind wandered and his thought process became a confusion of past, present, and future.
"What is this.strange.obsession I have for this girl?" He asked himself.
He finally imagined her, alone, in a room filled with several tables and chairs and other various physical entities. She walked along the room, her fingers gliding along the tops of the tables. She stands before Shadow finally and looks to him with her big eyes.
"Shadow?" He hears her say.
He puts his finger to her lips and shushes her. She shuts her eyes then as his hand caresses her face gently.
"This is nice." Shadow thinks to himself. "But I'm not very good at what they call romance."
The things he knew about love were taught to him through things other than real experience. After all, he had been in a cryogenic freezing chamber, locked up, for 50 years.
"Locked up." He thought with a smirk.
He pictures Amy, tied up. She is bound and gagged on the floor of a cell. Shadow approaches the cell, and Amy hears this. She struggles to see who the mysterious visitor is. When she sees him, she turns her head in fear and closes her eyes.
Shadow peers in at her. He hears her shivering through the cloth-covered mouth.
"How pathetic." He imagines himself saying, and he imagines himself chuckling at his old catch phrase.
He unlocks her cell and steps in.
The image of Amy cowers from the sound and blindly tries to shuffle her body away from him.
He stops her.
She releases a muffled scream as Shadow lifts her.
He sits with her and strokes her head.
Amy is damp with sweat but sees Shadow is not here to brutalize her.
She shivers still as he strokes her head.
But he doesn't stop there.
Amy feels his hands move along her body very slowly.
Amy struggle-blushes and tries to escape but Shadow grabs her and holds her. He removes her gag and she takes a deep breath of air. He releases her and lets her lay on the floor. She lays gasping and Shadow stands over her, watching her every move. Shadow removes a blade he had hidden and cuts her arms and legs loose and allows her to stand.
She does so and stands for a while, looking at the wall and breathing deeply. She turns to him, still gasping for air and looks at his figure in the room.
She is speechless. But something about him appeals to her when she sees him like this. Maybe it's because he's not bashing her head against the wall but, she enjoys his presence now.
Shadow stands and observes as she moves to him and lets herself climb all over him. Amy presses her gasping mouth to his in hope for a response.
But then Shadow returned to reality.
He noticed Amy was looking at him awkwardly.
"What's the matter?" He asked her. "I don't know." She said. "But you were all spaced out." "Yes, I was.thinking." "Oh."
Shadow lay back and shut his eyes, letting out a deep sigh. He lay his hands at his sides and let his mind clear.
Amy lay down beside him in the same manner. He opened one eye to glance over at her, she stared at him contentedly.
"Shadow?" She asked him. "What is it?" "Would you mind, I mean, do you want to stay here? With me?" She sounded serious. "I don't know." He said.
Shadow turned on his side facing away from her.
"Well, you don't have anywhere to go and." She blushed. "I don't mind sharing my bed, if it's with you."
Shadow shut his eyes again. But they quickly opened as he felt her touching him. Her fingers ran along his back and she traced out little shapes and lines with their tips. He shivered slightly as she did this.
Amy scooted close to him and put her arm under his and held him to her.
"Please?" She whispered into his ear.
Shadow sighed and moved himself away from her. He stood up and walked out into the hallway.
Amy watched his every move; she looked down at her bed miserably.
"This must be a lot for him." She thought to herself.
She got up and followed him into the dark. She couldn't see much so she ambled about making sure nothing was in the way till she got into the living room. Her balcony door was open and she saw him standing against the railing, looking out at something. She approached him and stepped out into the cool night. She slid her arms under his and held him, burying her face into his back. Shadow made no movements. Amy moved away to speak.
"Shadow."
He mumbled something inaudible to her.
"I'm glad I found you Shadow.I am." She smiled.
He scoffed a bit; she was taken aback by this.
"Well, I'm thankful that you helped me. I guess you could call us even now." He said. "What do you mean?" She asked. "Think back to what I said before I left you on the ARK." He said.
She thought back, though it wasn't hard.
"I have to go now. I have to fulfill my promise to Maria, and you."
She thought about it.
"I see. You "fulfilled my promise" and I aided you in this way." She guessed. "Exactly." "What does that have to do with anything?" She asked, clutching him to her.
Shadow remained in his position, looking toward the city.
"She's doing this thing to me again." He thought. "I don't want to hurt her though."
He turned around to face her. She looked up at him now, right in his eyes.
He held her now and looked at her. She was beautiful to him, it was true. But he wasn't the kind for this sort of thing: another fact.
He had to tell her, even though she probably couldn't have understood how he felt.
"I've decided." He began. "Yes?"
He sighed.
"I cannot stay." "What?" She was in shock. "No, you must. You must!" She shrieked.
She put her face to his chest and cried. He held her to him and shut his eyes, his own becoming a little moist.
"She does it to me again." He thought to himself, smiling.
She moved away from him and ran inside to her room, slamming the door behind her. Shadow followed her quietly and opened the door to her room. She lay on her bed with her face in her pillow. He approached her quietly and stood by her bedside.
"Hey." He said.
She looked up at him.
"Look.Don't cry for me, because I'm just not the kind of person who could be with someone." He said calmly. "I know it's sad, but you'll forget about me and see that I'm right." "I won't see." She said, sitting up. "Even if I did stay, I wouldn't know how to live." "I could teach you, we, I mean, Sonic, and Tails, and Knuckles, we could all teach you about life." She stood up swiftly. "I couldn't burden you like that." "It wouldn't be any trouble though." She tried reasoning. "No, on this I am serious. I must leave you, there's nothing else for me, but I still thank you for what you did for me."
Her eyes welled again, the thought of him going was overwhelming her now, she couldn't control what she felt now, but she threw herself at him and kissed him, her body holding his.
Shadow wasn't surprised, so he returned the notion and held her back.
They stayed like this for several moments and parted slowly, Shadow's face a little moist with a mixture of his and Amy's tears.
They finally parted completely, no body part touching and they looked at each other one final time.
"Goodbye." He said softly. "Goodbye Shadow." She said innocently.
Shadow walked out of her room, and through her house to her front door. He opened her door and stepped out, closing it behind him.
Amy lay down, and closed her eyes, and she smiled, for she had some strange feeling that this wasn't the last time she would see him.
.The End.
Finished. Alright, I know it was rather short, but I wanted to go in a totally different direction that would've been rather colorful, so I decided to finish it the way I did.
If you didn't enjoy the ending, good, neither did I. But writing this thing had been a real hassle as I had received massive writers block, computer problems and several other factors added in that made this fic the way it is now.
You know where reviews and such go as well as where my contact information is located. Any other questions may be directed there.
Amy awoke and looked to her right, Shadow wasn't there.
"Shadow?" She asked the dark.
The dark.it was far darker than she had remembered.
"What.what's going on?" She asked it again.
There came no reply.
His hand touched her shoulder and she gasped. She turned and saw him. It was Shadow, he had finally returned; returned to her.
"No!" She said aloud. "You died!" She said to the figure. "Did I?" He said calmly back.
She gasped again. It was him.
"Why did you leave me?" She asked softly. "I didn't leave anyone." He said. "You left me." She said sullenly. "Well, it's not important now."
She gazed at him.
"He's beautiful." She thought to herself.
She touched him then. First his shoulder, as he had done, then explored him with her hands, he shifted in an awkward position and she stopped.
"What's wrong?" She asked him. "What is it that you want from me?" He replied, standing away from her.
She stood up to try to meet with him, but he was taller. He stared off into space.
"Look at me, Shadow." She said.
He focused on her.
"Do you remember what happened?" She asked him. "When?" He said. "Don't ask when.you know when." She stated.
He sighed.
"After Sonic and I defeated it, I lost all consciousness, so, no, I don't recollect much of the incidents, post-battle." "I see." "Shadow, what do you think of me?" She said, advancing on him. "What do you mean?" He shuffled his feet.
She grabbed his hand.
"Shadow, I won't hurt you." She said. "The last thing I want to do is hurt you."
He loosened his muscles again and looked at his hand connecting with hers.
It held minimal comfort for him, but he derived from it a small dose of pleasure.
She smiled at him then.
"Why are you smiling?" He asked her. "Oh, no reason." She said, letting it fade.
Shadow let her go and sat upon her bed.
"Shadow?" She asked the hedgehog's silhouette. "Yes?" He responded.
She stood there, thinking of something to say.
"How is he making me feel like this?" She thought to herself. "My heart races as he draws near, yet I am altogether frightened of him." She hesitated still. "I just don't understand."
Shadow sat in the dark waiting for her to go on. As she continued to hesitate, his mind wandered and his thought process became a confusion of past, present, and future.
"What is this.strange.obsession I have for this girl?" He asked himself.
He finally imagined her, alone, in a room filled with several tables and chairs and other various physical entities. She walked along the room, her fingers gliding along the tops of the tables. She stands before Shadow finally and looks to him with her big eyes.
"Shadow?" He hears her say.
He puts his finger to her lips and shushes her. She shuts her eyes then as his hand caresses her face gently.
"This is nice." Shadow thinks to himself. "But I'm not very good at what they call romance."
The things he knew about love were taught to him through things other than real experience. After all, he had been in a cryogenic freezing chamber, locked up, for 50 years.
"Locked up." He thought with a smirk.
He pictures Amy, tied up. She is bound and gagged on the floor of a cell. Shadow approaches the cell, and Amy hears this. She struggles to see who the mysterious visitor is. When she sees him, she turns her head in fear and closes her eyes.
Shadow peers in at her. He hears her shivering through the cloth-covered mouth.
"How pathetic." He imagines himself saying, and he imagines himself chuckling at his old catch phrase.
He unlocks her cell and steps in.
The image of Amy cowers from the sound and blindly tries to shuffle her body away from him.
He stops her.
She releases a muffled scream as Shadow lifts her.
He sits with her and strokes her head.
Amy is damp with sweat but sees Shadow is not here to brutalize her.
She shivers still as he strokes her head.
But he doesn't stop there.
Amy feels his hands move along her body very slowly.
Amy struggle-blushes and tries to escape but Shadow grabs her and holds her. He removes her gag and she takes a deep breath of air. He releases her and lets her lay on the floor. She lays gasping and Shadow stands over her, watching her every move. Shadow removes a blade he had hidden and cuts her arms and legs loose and allows her to stand.
She does so and stands for a while, looking at the wall and breathing deeply. She turns to him, still gasping for air and looks at his figure in the room.
She is speechless. But something about him appeals to her when she sees him like this. Maybe it's because he's not bashing her head against the wall but, she enjoys his presence now.
Shadow stands and observes as she moves to him and lets herself climb all over him. Amy presses her gasping mouth to his in hope for a response.
But then Shadow returned to reality.
He noticed Amy was looking at him awkwardly.
"What's the matter?" He asked her. "I don't know." She said. "But you were all spaced out." "Yes, I was.thinking." "Oh."
Shadow lay back and shut his eyes, letting out a deep sigh. He lay his hands at his sides and let his mind clear.
Amy lay down beside him in the same manner. He opened one eye to glance over at her, she stared at him contentedly.
"Shadow?" She asked him. "What is it?" "Would you mind, I mean, do you want to stay here? With me?" She sounded serious. "I don't know." He said.
Shadow turned on his side facing away from her.
"Well, you don't have anywhere to go and." She blushed. "I don't mind sharing my bed, if it's with you."
Shadow shut his eyes again. But they quickly opened as he felt her touching him. Her fingers ran along his back and she traced out little shapes and lines with their tips. He shivered slightly as she did this.
Amy scooted close to him and put her arm under his and held him to her.
"Please?" She whispered into his ear.
Shadow sighed and moved himself away from her. He stood up and walked out into the hallway.
Amy watched his every move; she looked down at her bed miserably.
"This must be a lot for him." She thought to herself.
She got up and followed him into the dark. She couldn't see much so she ambled about making sure nothing was in the way till she got into the living room. Her balcony door was open and she saw him standing against the railing, looking out at something. She approached him and stepped out into the cool night. She slid her arms under his and held him, burying her face into his back. Shadow made no movements. Amy moved away to speak.
"Shadow."
He mumbled something inaudible to her.
"I'm glad I found you Shadow.I am." She smiled.
He scoffed a bit; she was taken aback by this.
"Well, I'm thankful that you helped me. I guess you could call us even now." He said. "What do you mean?" She asked. "Think back to what I said before I left you on the ARK." He said.
She thought back, though it wasn't hard.
"I have to go now. I have to fulfill my promise to Maria, and you."
She thought about it.
"I see. You "fulfilled my promise" and I aided you in this way." She guessed. "Exactly." "What does that have to do with anything?" She asked, clutching him to her.
Shadow remained in his position, looking toward the city.
"She's doing this thing to me again." He thought. "I don't want to hurt her though."
He turned around to face her. She looked up at him now, right in his eyes.
He held her now and looked at her. She was beautiful to him, it was true. But he wasn't the kind for this sort of thing: another fact.
He had to tell her, even though she probably couldn't have understood how he felt.
"I've decided." He began. "Yes?"
He sighed.
"I cannot stay." "What?" She was in shock. "No, you must. You must!" She shrieked.
She put her face to his chest and cried. He held her to him and shut his eyes, his own becoming a little moist.
"She does it to me again." He thought to himself, smiling.
She moved away from him and ran inside to her room, slamming the door behind her. Shadow followed her quietly and opened the door to her room. She lay on her bed with her face in her pillow. He approached her quietly and stood by her bedside.
"Hey." He said.
She looked up at him.
"Look.Don't cry for me, because I'm just not the kind of person who could be with someone." He said calmly. "I know it's sad, but you'll forget about me and see that I'm right." "I won't see." She said, sitting up. "Even if I did stay, I wouldn't know how to live." "I could teach you, we, I mean, Sonic, and Tails, and Knuckles, we could all teach you about life." She stood up swiftly. "I couldn't burden you like that." "It wouldn't be any trouble though." She tried reasoning. "No, on this I am serious. I must leave you, there's nothing else for me, but I still thank you for what you did for me."
Her eyes welled again, the thought of him going was overwhelming her now, she couldn't control what she felt now, but she threw herself at him and kissed him, her body holding his.
Shadow wasn't surprised, so he returned the notion and held her back.
They stayed like this for several moments and parted slowly, Shadow's face a little moist with a mixture of his and Amy's tears.
They finally parted completely, no body part touching and they looked at each other one final time.
"Goodbye." He said softly. "Goodbye Shadow." She said innocently.
Shadow walked out of her room, and through her house to her front door. He opened her door and stepped out, closing it behind him.
Amy lay down, and closed her eyes, and she smiled, for she had some strange feeling that this wasn't the last time she would see him.
.The End.
Finished. Alright, I know it was rather short, but I wanted to go in a totally different direction that would've been rather colorful, so I decided to finish it the way I did.
If you didn't enjoy the ending, good, neither did I. But writing this thing had been a real hassle as I had received massive writers block, computer problems and several other factors added in that made this fic the way it is now.
You know where reviews and such go as well as where my contact information is located. Any other questions may be directed there.
