Sonic Underground: "The Story Of The Past"

Title: "The Best Years Of Our Lives" (Part 3)

Author: BlushBunnyC3

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Author's Note: Finally! The continuance we've all been waiting for! :D This begins where "The Best Years Of Our Lives" (Part 2) left off! In this story, we shall find out... now that they've been _dumped_, whatever shall Rockavar, Masevar, Vera and Aleena _DO_??? And how will all their friends contribute to the already _enormous_ mess??? Answers shall be given here!! :D So, read, I tell you, READ! ;D You must reeeeead! Mwhahahaha! *cackles insanely* Before you do, here's the copyrights list and stuff: Characters © BlushBunnyC3, except Sonic & related characters © SEGA, DIC & Archie, and the songs "These Days", "Never Be The Same Again", "Cry", "Back Here" & "Out Of Reach", and "(Everything I Do) I Do It For You" © Rascal Flatts, Melanie C, Faith Hill, BBMak, and Bryan Adams (Whew! That's a _LOT_ of songs! O_o; But then again, there were so many good ones that related to the 'situation' in this fic... *wink wink* Also, I _LOVE_ these songs even _more_ than the ones I gave in the last fic! ;D Also, BBMak is my fave band of all time ^_^ And their song "Back Here", I will _love_ til the day I die!! XD YEEES! XD *gets all excited about it* Heheh. Okay, I'mma shut up now ;) Enjoys! :D

*Note: I'm being nice this time! ;) I'm posting it in chapters before I'm done the whole thing, so you won't have to wait so long for all of it to be completed! ^_^ I'll probably do it like that with other fics from now on... :D Hehehe... anyways, I'm sorry to say, but this would have to be my LONGEST fic, now! O_O;; Even longer than Bullseye's Story! Dooohye -_-; Ah well...*

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~Cast Of Characters~ (This * * means they're © DIC & Archie)

Prince Masevar

Master (Stuart) Tudor

Prince Rockavar

Lady Annabelle O'Hagan

Queen Sapora

Queen Guenevere

*Charles Hedgehog*

Bullseye Warthogg

*Aleena Hedgehog*

Master (Oliver) Reid

Buckthorne Wolfe

Lewis Prower

Tyler Mullins

Vera Prower

Coach Sparks

Michael Telford

Aaron Cooper

Ian Callaway

Richard Nenzel

Sir Urquhart

Lady Sarah

Ms.Trina

Dr.Joe Rawlins

Lady Jacqueline Prower

Sir Lucas Prower

Sir Blackburn

Sir*Jules Hedgehog*

Lady*Bernadette Hedgehog*

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Prologue: "It was late in the year of 3206, sometime from where an astounding event had happened... the Crown Princes of Mobius had fallen in love. For several months, they had been 'courting' so to speak, two fair young 'maidens' of their age, and whom they had known since childhood. These had been beautiful times, for not only the happy young lovers, but their friends, families, and even the city's citizen's, who were all inclined to agree, that they'd never seen the Princes happier. But to all misfortune, this seemingly perfect match was suddenly stopped to a dead halt. A forgotten law, of the Royal Families had been re-discovered, a law concerning a certain subject... martial status. In the document, lay the black words... and they basically said, that no class lower that the upper/high class, was acceptable. And but of course.. the young female friends, were non other than... middle class. And so, their fathers, wanting to spare their daughters of the pain that would eventually come... they told their children to do the unspeakable... end their relationships. Which they did, with aching hearts, told the males they loved that it was over. Which gained none of them anything, except everyone with bleeding hearts, in the end..."

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Chapter 2 (Part 3):

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The sun was radiant and golden outside, that afternoon, bathing all in its seeping glow and warmth. Yet this beauty was unnoticed by a youthful figure, inside the large, study room. In fact, almost everything at the moment was oblivious to him... Except just one thing. As an older male in the room, was speaking on (to him) about an important historical event, he just was sitting there at his desk, not paying attention (zoned out), and drawing a small sketch on his paper. He'd been working on it for the last several minutes, and even though he wasn't the best artist, the small picture seemed to perfectly capture the subject well. When he finished, he gazed at it. It was the sketch of a person, from the waist up. It was a girl, with long, long hair, lovely eyes, soft eyelashes, a beautiful smile, and a small, finely built figure. The sight of it, brought an ache to his heart. A painful memory... of what happened so short ago... Just then, the other person, a tall, pencil thin, wildcat, stared towards him, through his wire-rimmed glasses, to find him gazing at the paper. His long, tail batted about, as he was rather annoyed. "-Ahem!" he cleared his throat. "-Master Masevar!" The young hedgehog finally looked up. Too soon, to wipe away the tear rolling down his cheek, which caught his professor's attention. He was rather shocked. "-My word... is everything alright, young Sire?" Masevar then realized it was there, and quickly reached up and smeared it off. "-Oh!" Geez... I'm... forgive me Master Tudor, I'm sorry... I-" It's nothing..." Master Tudor raised a long, dark eyebrow. "-Are you certain?" Because-" Suddenly, something else caught his eye. He saw the drawing on the sheet. The Prince saw what he was staring at, and swiftly shut his notebook. "-Erm, I'm sorry Master Tudor... I was just... ummm... well-" The professor pursed his lips. He'd seen enough. Finally, he spoke, "-Young Sire... I realize you are on a deal of punishment, and such... and also that one of those 'sentences' IS your hour-extended classes." But even so, though there may only be an half an hour left for today... I think dismissing you NOW, would be a wise decision... as of presently, I can clearly see, you're in no condition for this, at the moment." I strongly suggest you retire to your chambers, Master Masevar." The young prince was rather stunned at this. He had expected a scolding, not sympathy. "-But... what about-" Master Tudor raised a hand to silence him. "-The situation will be taken care of, young Sire." And I will explain this to your mother, so you needn't worry." All I expect you to do, is be along now." You are excused, Master Masevar." Knowing better than to resist, Masevar slowly slid out his chair, and arose. "-Very well." Good day, Master Tudor." I thank you for your concern." His professor nodded, and the hedgehog left. The wildcat teacher started to gather up his things, when he noticed something still on Masevar's table. It was the notebook. He'd forgotten about it. Master Tudor twisted his mouth, considering the matter, and in the end, went and took it. He thought it might come in use, later...

A couple minutes later, Masevar shut his bedroom door, walked over to his bed, and dropped dead-like on it, with a loud, long sigh. He was so depressed, he couldn't stand it. Everything was a lifeless, empty hole. Life had lost its 'flavour', so to speak. Luckily, as he wasn't too desperate or STUPID, for that matter, at least he wasn't considering SUICIDE... YET that is. Who could really tell, right? The young hedgehog groaned outloud to himself, wanting to hear something other than dead, lifeless silence, all around. He longed to hear the soft breathing, of another person. But at this time of day, not too many were around the palace. Masevar moaned louder, in a pitiful aguish. He then considered giving his best friend, Prince Rockavar, a call. Then he remembered. The young fox had classes the same time he did. And as he figured Rockavar would never do something as wimpy as he did, like CRYING in the front of a teacher or people in general, Masevar knew he would still be in class. So he'd have to wait another twenty-five minutes to drop a line. Yet another groan escaped his lips. At last, with the deafening quietness driving him mad, the Prince rolled over on his side, a leaned over to his nightstand, and turned on the radio. At least it was SOME form of noise. As he lay back, on his pillow, the music started to play, the sound of a gentle guitar solo started up. Just from hearing that, Masevar could tell the song would be probably be a 'sappy' one. For the first minute, he didn't seem to hear the lyrics, but then, some particular ones reached his ears...

"-Yeah life throws you curves,

But you learned to swerve,

Me, I swung and I missed, and the next thing you know, I'm reminiscing,

Dreaming old dreams, wishing old wishes,

That you would be back again"

"I wake up, and teardrops,

They fall down, like rain,

I put on, that old song,

We danced to, and then,

I head off, to my job,

Guess not much has changed,

Watch the clock, head for home,

Check the phone, just in case,

Go to bed, dream of you,

That's what I'm doing these days"

He smeared his hands over his face, sighing softly. They sounded similar to his day. Not happy at being reminded, Masevar clicked the radio button, to another station. The next song started off with a more different sound, no guitars, with a slightly soulful sound mixed with a tinge of hip-hop. Thinking it had more promise than the last one, he let it play, and the words sang out...

"I call you up, whenever things go wrong,

You always there, you are my shoulder to cry on,

I can't believe it took me quite so long,

To take the forbidden step, is this something that I might regret?

Come on, come on,

Nothing ventured, nothing gained,

You are, the one,

A lonely heart that can't be tamed,

Come on, come on,

I'm hoping that, you feel the same,

This is something that I can't forget"

"I thought that we would just be friends,

Things will never be the same again,

It's just the beginning, it's not the end,

Things will never be the same again,

It's not a secret anymore,

Now we've opened up the door,

Starting tonight and from now on,

We'll never, never be the same again"

This song got Masevar rather pissed off. "-The FUCK!?!" he growled in anger, his cheeks flushed crimson, with hurt. It was no better than the last one... or hell, WORSE, he thought. Were there no songs out there that didn't have a sad, horrid, romantic message in them?? Masevar felt as if they were all mocking him... He deftly changed the station again. *Might as well keep trying...* The third song started with a sad, tune. Being frustrated enough, the hedgehog decided to just let the damn song play a bit, before passing it too... *See if I 'learn' anything else!* he thought scornfully.

"If I had, just one, tear running down your cheek,

Maybe, I could, cope, maybe I'd get sleep,

See if I had just one moment at your expense,

Maybe all my misery, would be well, spent, yeah"

"Would you cry, a little?

Lie just a little?

Pretend that you're feeling, a little, more pain,

I gave, now I wanted, something in return,

So cry, just a little, for me"

"If your love, could be caged,

Honey I would hold the key,

And conceal it, underneath,

The pile of lies you handed me,

And you'd hunt, those lies,

They'd be all you'd ever find,

That'd be all you have to know, for me to be, fine"

"Can you cry, a little?

Die just a little?

And maybe, we'd feel, just a little less pain,

I gave, now I wanted, something in return,

So cry, just a little, for me"

Poor Masevar found himself trying to choke back a sob, this time around, before changing the song. *Cry just a 'little'??* Hell... why don't I just BAWL a whole goddamn river!?!* He slowly pressed the tuner button, for the last time. If this song was no better than the rest, he was turning the stupid radio off. It was just making him more miserable than ever, and that sure wasn't FUN... He listened attentively, as the next song began...

"Baby set me free,

From this misery,

I can't take it no more

Since you ran away, nothing's been the same

Don't know what I'm living for,

Here I am, so alone,

And there's nothing in this world I can do"

"Until you're back here baby

Miss you, want you, need you so,

Until you're back here baby, yeah,

There's a feeling inside, I want you to know,

You are the one, and I can't, let you go"

"So I told you lies, even made you cry,

Baby I was so wrong,

Girl I promise you, now my love is true

This is where my heart belongs,

'Cuz here I am, so alone,

And there's nothing in this world I can do"

"Until you're back here baby,

Miss you, want you, need you so,

Until you're back here baby, yeah,

There's a feeling inside, I want you to know,

You are the one, and I can't, let you go"

"And I wonder,

Are you thinking of me?

'Cuz I'm thinking of you,

And I wonder,

Are you ever coming back in my life?

'Cuz here I am, so alone,

And there's nothing in this world I can do"

"Until you're back here baby,

Miss you, want you, need you so,

Until you're back here baby, yeah,

There's a feeling inside, I want you to know,

You are the one, and I can't..."

"Until you're back here baby,

'Til you're back here baby,

Until you're back here baby,

'Til you're back here baby,

Until you're back here baby,

'Til you're back here baby,

There's a feeling inside, I want you to know,

You are the one and I can't..."

"Until you're back here,

'Til you're back here baby,

"Until you're back here,

'Til you're back here baby,

"Until you're back here,

'Til you're back here baby..."

The ending was cut short, by the radio plug cord getting swiftly yanked from the wall. That was Masevar, alright. That song had given him an emotional kick in the gut, and now he didn't seem to care, if he was surrounded by silence anymore. It was better than having your raw, bitter, feelings of hurt SUNG to you, in a melodic, sugar-coated tune, meant for the ENJOYMENT of others. The young male turned over, onto his other side, and he curled up into a little ball of misery... with his teardrops... falling down like rain. Crying, just a little, for her... the one who he thought with her, they'd just be friends... but now they'd never be the same again... until she came back here. To set him free, from his misery, that hopefully had been, well spent. For that's what he was doing these days.