~DreamWatcher~
Chapter 22: What it means to Love…
What it means to love…
It's not just the kiss and hugs
Not to presents and dates
It's the commitment, the sacrifice
Follow these well and you will have…
A strong love.
That is what I want with her…
Author's Notes: Well, once again, I am late with these friggin' updates and I vowed to myself I wouldn't be so damn late. Anywho, this fic is a bit more mature then the others because of…well, a sex scene. don't worry, it ain't rated material. I can't/don't write lemon scenes, and the scene is very, VERY brief. So don't feel too uncomfy. Oh, and another thing to note that this fic IS indeed an alternative universe compare to the stories I made for my own Sonic universe, but most of the these plots exist in my own true Sonic universe. Just letting you know. This one is short due to lack of idea and general laziness. Oh, and little shameless plug. Anyone a Jak II fan, I have also started my Jak II fanfic adaptation, so go check it out if you want to.
A few years back…
12 year old Knuckles, atop the Master Emerald, staring at the beautiful night sky. Amy Rose was next to him. She was going to leave for the Little Planet because of what her tarot cards said about a "destined" meet. As much as it sadden the young preteen, Knuckles decided to let Amy go. Besides, he didn't own her. Knuckles was curious…..
"Amy…have you ever wonder what love is?"
"No…not really. I'm 8."
"Well, lots of 8 year old girls have love dreams, don't they?"
"…."
"Don't they dream about perfect weddings and have small crushes on boys?"
"Yea, I guess so."
"….Do you?"
"Sorta."
"Oh."
"Why do you ask?"
"Nothing, just…wanted to know. After all, your leaving and we never really talked about love before."
"Well, I don't really know much about love. I thought love was something involving boys and girls liking each other."
"I'm no good on love either, but it's MUCH more complicated then that."
"How?"
"Do you really want to know? I mean, you're only 8."
"I don't care. I know a lot for my age."
"That's true."
"Well…you can tell when a boy and a girl love each other. They have special feelings. And they…umm…express those feelings.
"How?"
"Uhhhhh….well, they….hug! Yes, they hug!"
"Don't they kiss?"
"Yes! They kiss, too! They kiss for a long time! And they get married and have kids."
"I wonder how they get kids?"
"Uhhh…another complicated matter."
"Tell me."
"…."
"Fine, don't. I'll find out someday anyway."
"Yea."
"…Hey, Knuckles?"
"Yea?"
"What does a kiss feel like?"
"I don't know. I never kissed anyone…well, on the lips. I kissed mom on the cheek and I kissed you, too…on the cheek, that is."
"I wonder what it feels like being kissed on the lips."
"Why don't you find out, Amy?"
"Okay, I will. Kiss me, Knuckles."
"Huh!?"
"Kiss me. Right here, on my lips."
"………………."
"I'm waiting!"
"………Okay."
Leaning ever so close…his lips came to hers…though it was brief, it felt like magic…
**Present Day**
~Remington's POV~
We got everyone in. I said I would go in last. Big insisted that I go in, but I told him to go. I got rather nervous around him. I have quite a small fear of cats because of a bad experience I suffered as child from my cousin Lia's stupid pet cat. Plus, it didn't help that I was part wolf.
"Okay, last one, come on, Rem, your turn." Big said. The jet plane they called "The Black Dragon" was floating in midair as we climbed aboard. I started to go, but the tower started to shake. I fell and landed hard on my bottom. Rykor, being the ever overprotective (well, to me, anyways), uncle that he is, he leaped down from the jet and started to help me up.
"Be careful." Rykor said to me, "I don't wanna lose you like I did…mother."
"I'll be fine." I sighed, dusting off my coat. We started to move, but another tremendous shake and we were down once more. The tower constantly shook and we found out why. Mammoth Mogul was right next to me.
"FOOLS!!!" He cried, his eyes glowing a bright yellow, like he was ready to emit lasers from them, "HOW!? HOOOOOOOOOOO!?!" His entire body started to glow.
"Whoa there, Pachyderm." I sarcastically sighed, "No need to get all uppity. However "up" you can get for someone your size."
"Remington, let's go." Rykor grabbed onto me, "No need to fight."
"NO! NO ESCAPE!!! He shouted.
I whipped out my sword, despite Rykor's protest.
"YOU….NO…ESCAPE!!!" He spoke loudly, teeth clenched.
"Talk proper English." I sighed and I started to run after him. Mammoth Mogul took out his elegant cane, a green diamond on the handle. Sharp as steel, his "sword" met mines.
"Nice." I smirked, "But not good enough."
"REMINGTON!" Rykor shouted, "Let's go!" The tower shook and Rykor fell. Mammoth Mogul was literally spreading his offensive spells towards anyone in his path, including the people in the Black Dragon. I tried to counteract with my magic, but I wasn't strong enough in terms of magic powers, so he was literally kicking my ass magically. I had to deflect most of them back, but it didn't seem to phase him whenever his own spells hit him. I was still getting my ass kicked. He didn't leave any room for me to hit back. And some of his spells were quickly attacking me. I was near doomed until Rykor came. He deflected multiple spells back with his umbrella which can spread back much more then a sword could.
"We need to escape." Rykor shouted, "Look!" He pointed to the exit. It seems Mammoth was starting to close it.
"REMINTON!!!" Amy's voice started to cry out. She tried to leap out of the plane to get to me, but Knuckles refuse to let her go.
"Rykor, get the hell out of here." I growled, "No need for both of us to get involved."
"NO!" Rykor stood by like some knight saving his princess, "I will stay! Besides, I bought a stuffed animal for you, I need to give it to you." Rykor portrayed that innocent smile. He always does that. I couldn't help but smirk.
I turned around to face Knuckles.
"You better take care of her or I'll slit your throat, Knuckles." I smirked. I could see the fear in Knuckles' eyes as he saw me. I could see Amy struggling to reach out for me. Those two were the last I saw before the door closed on us.
~Knuckles' POV~
Home. We were home. I missed. It felt like years since I last saw the Echidnaopolis palace. My mother and siblings were hugging me to no existence. My grandfathers did so as well. My father…
"I'm…glad your back." He spoke in a rather emotionless voice. I nodded, sort of sadly. We still had many differences not yet solved.
Amy Rose was also being hugged tight by her older brother, Rob, and her mother. I never saw Amy's mother cry because she was always a strong willed woman, I feared her greatly, but this time, she felt…well…like a mother. Although, when it came to Remington's family, his father was in tears of sadness. Rykor and Remington…I had faith because they were survivers, especially Remington, but at the same time, I felt unsure.
Nighttime rolled by and everyone and I mean everyone slept. Well, as far as I knew. I was in my room. It felt weird to be in my room. All the familiar sights: The scrolls on the wall, the giant framed painting of a dragon, posters of various movies and such (hey, I have a normal life, too), my bookshelf of…well, books, it was all there. Every last one. Nothing was moved. It was like I was dead. I just stared at the ceiling while on my bed, in my causal clothings. My hat, my vest, it felt good to wear these clothes again. Not that I'm saying my Chinese wear was bad, it just that I wore it for a while. I needed to wash it. Heh.
I stared for a good while at the ceiling. I didn't know what I was thinking. In fact, I don't think I was thinking at all. I stared at my clock radio and saw it was 2 AM. I was about to resume my ceiling stare, but I heard noises from the next room. That was where Amy was. I asked myself, should I even bother going to her? No, she was probably wondering about Remington. What could I do? She doesn't want me. She wants Remington. I turned around in my bed and tried to sleep, but sleep alluded me. Amy's cries were starting to become unbearable. I think she was having a nightmare. Why didn't anyone go to her?! She's moaning in pain! Wait, why am I still in bed?
……………………………….........
Damn it!
I went over to Amy's room and sure enough, she was having a nightmare or maybe…a psychic vision. I quickly ran to Amy and started to gently shake her.
"Amy! Wake up!" I yelled, but not to loudly. I shook her on her shoulders for a good few seconds before she woke up, sweating.
"Knuckles!" she whispered in a scared manner. She hugged me tight.
"I didn't do anything!" She cried, clutching onto me as I placed my hands around her, "He's in there with that horrid man and I didn't do anything!"
"It's okay!" I spoke to her in a gentle manner as Amy cried hysterically in my arms and chest.
"Remington…" she sniffed, "Why do those close to me have something bad happen to them? What if he's dead?"
"Amy, this is Remington we're talking about." I smiled a bit, "He will be fine. I know of it." I kept tight on her and she did the same. It's like she was depending on me now.
"Knuckles…what did I do wrong?" She sniffed, "Why do I have bad luck?"
"You don't." I stroked her hair, "Please, Amy…Remington did this…for us."
"Did he…did he know we would be together?" Amy gasped, "Did he do that because…because…I thought he loved me."
"Quite frankly, concerning Remington, I don't know what to think on what he thinks on love." I came, "But there has to be a reason he sacrificed his life for us two."
"Knuckles…I…" Amy started to cry once more, "I'm sorry…"
"Sorry for what?" I asked.
"For being selfish." Amy sniffed, "I was in pain and all I did was get people to pity me when you were hurt, too. You were really hurt. I'm so sorry! You were sad because of me, dismissed by your own father…left out in the streets…I'm sorry!"
"Amy, please." I couldn't stand it, I didn't wanted her to suffer. As I watched Amy cry, something happen that never really happened before. A desire I never knew it existed inside of me. It was automatic. I couldn't stop it. I went out and kissed her. But I didn't stop. Amy didn't resist either. She let me kiss. We went further then the kiss. Much further.
It was quite an extradionary event. It was quite an experience. I imagine this would happen after I was married. I was to believe in that sort of thing by my mother. She said it was "sinful" if I did what I did not before marriage, but she was wrong. I didn't find anything sinful. How can expressing love be sinful? We both felt it, I could tell. I mean, I must have been doing something right because Amy followed my lead, a lead that felt automatic. Incase you still haven't figured out what we're doing, we were…well, making love, to be blunt. I started it with that kiss and the rest went all on it's own. I vaguely remember what I did. I only remembered the certain parts. I remembered how I slowly touched her in places I dare wouldn't touch. Our kiss turned rather…passionate. I think this is what Bean means by "French kissing", a term I wasn't all too familiar with. My hands worked their ways to removing her clothes. Her to mines. Soon, all our clothes were tossed carelessly on the floor. We didn't care, all we did was kiss and hold each other like our life depended on it. It was wrong, yet right. Her moans just proved that I must've done something to make her feel…umm…comfortable, for a lack of better word. We whispered words to each other, but I could barely hear them. I guess I was caught up in the moment, though I wondered how many times I kept repeating, "I love you, Amira Rose". Most of the time we were quite noisy with our kisses and sometimes, Amy would yell words that I never thought would come from her mouth. I didn't care, it only motivated me further. It felt right in the end. Even if Amy would deny what we did, even if she regretted it, I just kept doing it. I never wanted it to end. I prayed it would go on just for a little longer. Just let me give her one more kiss, one more hug, just one more hour, that's all I'm asking. Of course, all good things had to come to an end. We ended up falling asleep.
******
Morning gradually revealed it's ugly head and I woke up, wondering if I got drunk. I asked myself why I would feel this way. I never drank any alcohol in my life. I groaned and titled my head ever so slightly, my eyes not even fully opened, so my visuals were blurred. I felt odd. I slowly opened my eyes and saw I wasn't in my room, but one of the guest room. I noticed I wasn't wearing anything, which also had me in shock. I never slept in the nude. I tried to rack my brain, wondering what I did and I got my answer when I heard and felt movement on the bed. There, I saw her pink head and I knew what happened. For a brief moment, I was speechless, then I took the time to think. I remembered some of what happen last night, but not much. Good Lord, we did it. I can't believe we did it. In a time of crisis, where Remington, my very distant cousin was in danger, where some evil insane manic is angry and could anything at this point. And here I am, in bed, naked, with a girl next to me. I mean, my thoughts were on the verge of-
"Knuckles?"
I turned around and saw Amy, her eyes half closed, her head slightly up.
"A-Amy."
"………"
"This isn't what it looks like, I swear I didn't rape you or-"
"We did it, didn't we?"
"……."
"Hmmm, I knew once you kissed me that we'd do it."
"……."
"I will admit, it felt nice…very nice. I…I enjoyed it."
"……."
"Well, say something, Knuckles!"
"……Uh…uh…well…uhhh…."
"I understand…what we did was never intended…."
"…Yea."
"But we did it anyways. And I let it happen."
"….I'm sorry I did this to you. I know how you feel about Remington and all."
"Yes…but…I had this feeling that this would happen. Maybe I did this because Remington wasn't affectionate towards me. Maybe I needed the love."
"So…was this love…just an excuse? Nothing but to shower you with feelings? There's…nothing felted throughout the whole time we did it?"
"….I don't know. I don't know what to feel."
"………….."
"I…I guess I better go…and take a shower."
"Yea…I guess you should."
And after that, she left for the bathroom. I took my clothes, wore them, went to my room, and slumped down on my bed. I was depressed because of Amy's mixed feelings throughout the situation, but at the same time, happy. I mean, I always imagined, always dreamed it would be her that I would make love to. And yes, I couldn't help but smile. And I also remember what Remington said to me/ Take care of her. Take care of her, I repeated to myself. TAKE….CARE….OF….HER…the words ringed in my heads. Amy, she didn't hear him say that. Should I? Should I tell her what he said to me? Will that make Amy less confused. I kept it shut off from my mind, but his words couldn't be more true. Take care of her. That, I vowed.
Hours later, everyone was to gather for a meeting to handle the situation concerning Mammoth Mogul and rescuing Remington and Rykor.
"After some careful thinking, we decided to that we need to split up in three teams." My father started. We had a hologram of the tower where Mammoth Mogul and the other were in. My father used a yardstick to point our the specific details.
"Now, Team A will be infiltrating the outer section of the towers. Bean must be included in this or anyone else relating to bombings and explosions since Team A's main job will be to find as many openings as possible, even if it means making new ones. You'll guard the outside tower and keep the enemies off limits inside. That's in cue for Team B and C. Team B will come and infiltrate the inside of the tower. While Team A is busy fighting, Team B will infiltrate the inside of the tower and find Remington and Rykor. Team C will find Mammoth Mogul. Take the strongest team with you for that team. I recommend that Rouge be in one team and Espio in the other. Two experts in the field of spying will do great wonders on the search. There will be fourth back-up team incase."
"Wow, you really thought this out." Bark came, "Very good."
"Okay, I'm ready, let's do some good ol' ass kicking." Sonic stood up, being the ever so dynamic fool that he is. I urged a grin.
"Well, I'll leave you all to suggest who is in who." Locke smiled, "As for me, I'm going to call someone who can help us further."
So, we got busy organizing the team. After much debate, this is the results:
TEAM A: Bean, Bark, Piper, Ray, Omochao (he hangs around with Bean and Bark)
TEAM B: Espio, Charmy, Cream, Sonic, Tails (for his technical skills incase they run into any machines and such inside),
TEAM C: Big, Rouge, Me, Amy Rose, Mighty
"We have our teams!" Tails proudly stated, "And we are awaiting your orders."
"Good." My Baba (Chinese for father, apparently) nodded, "I called the person who will accompany Team C. H is skilled in the powers of magic and is wise beyond his young years. He's also an Egyptian."
"An Egyptian, that sounds sort of romantic." Cream sighed.
"I wonder who it is?" I asked myself. I guess we'll find out…
To Be Continued…