Author's Note: May be a little mature
I do not claim ownership of Sonic the Hedgehog or Amy Rose.
***True Love***
There was once a time that I thought there was no such thing as true love. Oh, I had seen it in the eyes of the fellow people of station square, heard them as they laughed with their man or woman. I would watch enviously as they touched each other's hands, their eyes sparkling with a feeling that could not be described in words. Everyone sees me as a hero, and so many wish they could have the honor at being at my side, but do they love me? No, they don't see me out just to be with me, they love me for my ability, not my heart.
I ran off into the country for a bit of solace. The city is my true home, there is no doubt about that, but sometimes it gets a little to busy for me. My ears grow weary of the sound of sirens, the laughter of children, or the rush of an automobile. Out in the country, there is just fields, rolling green hills, and the sound of small streams flowing about the area. My eyes lavish in the golden sun that blazes ahead, its warm gentle light warming my blue coat. My quills feel the breeze in the air, my heart beats to the song of the forest. I feel happy out here for now, when I'm just so tired from running and being the hero I was always meant to be. I often wonder if even villains need a time just to lay back their heads and relax. Ah that doesn't matter, I'm just going to enjoy this moment.
Out in the distance, two pairs of eyes are watching me. I had noticed it when I went up onto a rather high hill. I smile, noticing its brown body beautifully lope into view. It's a deer, a beautiful doe to be exact. Soon, more come into view, throwing their heads up in happiness as they run across the land that is so rightfully theirs. I think about Tails, Knuckles, and yes, even Robotnik. I hate him, hate him for what he has done, but, at the same time I wonder just what causing him to want to rule things so badly. I've spent all my life fighting for justice, yet it seems the world is null and void with it. Robotnik is fighting to rule a world that sometimes doesn't seem right, like people have forgotten what it truly means to be happy.
The sound of footsteps at the base of the hill cause me to break my gaze with the heard of deer. I look down, spotting Amy Rose. She doesn't see me, but she too is staring at the sky, wonder in her reddish eyes. The sun illuminates her beautiful fur and for the first time, I am not annoyed to see her. She holds a rose in her hand, and her eyes sparkle with content as she places it on the ground. She mutters a silent prayer underneath her breath before looking up again. God, I feel like I've missed out on so much when I see her this way. She is not the annoying woman she is in the city. Out here, she is graceful, beautiful, my god, I think I can feel my true feelings rising.
She tosses her head and her pink quills sway in rhythm with the breeze. Her red dress swirls in the wind and her eyes close. I feel a terrible emptiness inside me as I see her go and stride away. Unable to control myself I run after her, though I do so quietly. I touch her on the shoulder, she turns and stares at me. Amy opens her mouth to say something, but I shook my head and smile. She stares at me in wonder, but slowly smiles in return. We regard each other, smiling, each of us with a hint of a tear in our eyes. She steps forward and puts her arms around me, I return it, touching my forehead to hers. I slowly let my hands go down the curves of her body, and I feel her do the same. I love her, I know that now, I love her because she is Amy Rose. Why she loves me, I don't know, but it is pure, down right beautiful. I kiss her slightly on the cheek. She turns her head and kisses me on the lips. I feel like I'm floating.
Slowly, we go to the ground and Amy embraces me tight. I embrace her just as tight. Slowly, she feels for me, and I, I go into her. I hold her and just kiss her passionately, while she holds on tightly to me. When we finally do break, it seemed like hours. I wanted nothing more than to be with her and her the same. The sun slowly sinks into the horizon, still we lay there, me on my back, her head laying on my chest. Slowly, her sweet reddish eyes close, and her breathing slows. I slow mine as well, I feel myself falling into a blissful sleep. A swift breeze over takes the land and I feel something hit the palm of my hand. I look over, half asleep. In my hand is the rose Amy laid on the ground moments ago. I pick up the rose and gently place it in Amy's hair, careful that its thorns do not prick her scalp. I put my arms around her body, and finally my eyes close.
Now I know that true love.....exists...
I do not claim ownership of Sonic the Hedgehog or Amy Rose.
***True Love***
There was once a time that I thought there was no such thing as true love. Oh, I had seen it in the eyes of the fellow people of station square, heard them as they laughed with their man or woman. I would watch enviously as they touched each other's hands, their eyes sparkling with a feeling that could not be described in words. Everyone sees me as a hero, and so many wish they could have the honor at being at my side, but do they love me? No, they don't see me out just to be with me, they love me for my ability, not my heart.
I ran off into the country for a bit of solace. The city is my true home, there is no doubt about that, but sometimes it gets a little to busy for me. My ears grow weary of the sound of sirens, the laughter of children, or the rush of an automobile. Out in the country, there is just fields, rolling green hills, and the sound of small streams flowing about the area. My eyes lavish in the golden sun that blazes ahead, its warm gentle light warming my blue coat. My quills feel the breeze in the air, my heart beats to the song of the forest. I feel happy out here for now, when I'm just so tired from running and being the hero I was always meant to be. I often wonder if even villains need a time just to lay back their heads and relax. Ah that doesn't matter, I'm just going to enjoy this moment.
Out in the distance, two pairs of eyes are watching me. I had noticed it when I went up onto a rather high hill. I smile, noticing its brown body beautifully lope into view. It's a deer, a beautiful doe to be exact. Soon, more come into view, throwing their heads up in happiness as they run across the land that is so rightfully theirs. I think about Tails, Knuckles, and yes, even Robotnik. I hate him, hate him for what he has done, but, at the same time I wonder just what causing him to want to rule things so badly. I've spent all my life fighting for justice, yet it seems the world is null and void with it. Robotnik is fighting to rule a world that sometimes doesn't seem right, like people have forgotten what it truly means to be happy.
The sound of footsteps at the base of the hill cause me to break my gaze with the heard of deer. I look down, spotting Amy Rose. She doesn't see me, but she too is staring at the sky, wonder in her reddish eyes. The sun illuminates her beautiful fur and for the first time, I am not annoyed to see her. She holds a rose in her hand, and her eyes sparkle with content as she places it on the ground. She mutters a silent prayer underneath her breath before looking up again. God, I feel like I've missed out on so much when I see her this way. She is not the annoying woman she is in the city. Out here, she is graceful, beautiful, my god, I think I can feel my true feelings rising.
She tosses her head and her pink quills sway in rhythm with the breeze. Her red dress swirls in the wind and her eyes close. I feel a terrible emptiness inside me as I see her go and stride away. Unable to control myself I run after her, though I do so quietly. I touch her on the shoulder, she turns and stares at me. Amy opens her mouth to say something, but I shook my head and smile. She stares at me in wonder, but slowly smiles in return. We regard each other, smiling, each of us with a hint of a tear in our eyes. She steps forward and puts her arms around me, I return it, touching my forehead to hers. I slowly let my hands go down the curves of her body, and I feel her do the same. I love her, I know that now, I love her because she is Amy Rose. Why she loves me, I don't know, but it is pure, down right beautiful. I kiss her slightly on the cheek. She turns her head and kisses me on the lips. I feel like I'm floating.
Slowly, we go to the ground and Amy embraces me tight. I embrace her just as tight. Slowly, she feels for me, and I, I go into her. I hold her and just kiss her passionately, while she holds on tightly to me. When we finally do break, it seemed like hours. I wanted nothing more than to be with her and her the same. The sun slowly sinks into the horizon, still we lay there, me on my back, her head laying on my chest. Slowly, her sweet reddish eyes close, and her breathing slows. I slow mine as well, I feel myself falling into a blissful sleep. A swift breeze over takes the land and I feel something hit the palm of my hand. I look over, half asleep. In my hand is the rose Amy laid on the ground moments ago. I pick up the rose and gently place it in Amy's hair, careful that its thorns do not prick her scalp. I put my arms around her body, and finally my eyes close.
Now I know that true love.....exists...
