Also, for fun, I've decided chaos can make a few basic sounds, since it's not very clear in the game if they can ever speak or communicate in any way. So they're like little pets in this fic, with cute 'blurr bur' sounds.
WARNINGS: contains angst, language, yaoi/slash, and MPREG.
I don't own 'em, but please review anyways.
Knuckles glanced from the fox to the hedgehog, wondering why Sonic wasn't chasing after his friend and begging him to stay. He gave Sonic a ten-second count before he announced in a tight voice, "Fine. If -you- won't do anything, Sonic, -I- will!"
"No." Sonic's voice was unusually quiet, but it was still enough to stop the enchida in his tracks. "Let him go."
"What?!" Knuckles asked, shock colouring his words more than anger. "How can yoy say that?! Tails is -leaving-, Sonic! We can't let him--"
"We have to," Sonic said in that same soft, emotionless voice as before. "Or else we'll.... we'll lose..... him."
Knuckles was born a fighter, and he had seen many things, but nothing simultaneously shocked and scared him as much as when that first tear slipped silently down Sonic's left cheek. Hundreds more followed, but that first one will always be imprinted on his memory as the most haunting; the most unreal.
When Sonic began crying, Knuckles stood perfectly still, feeling both useless and stupid, but too stunned to move. His heartbeat increased, threatening to rip his chest open from the inside, but it was his churning stomach that demanded the most attention as it too threatened to force it's way, and it contents, back out.
This couldn't be happening.
"Sonic?"
The hedgehog looked up slowly, not making any attempt to wipe the telltale damp streaks from his face. The tremor of fear in Knuckles' voice had surprised him, but his emotions were already too distraght to register any more surprise on his crestfallen face. "He's leaving me for good. I made him leave," he said weakly, by way of explanation. "I made everyone elave me."
Knuckles smiled weakly, uncomfortably, and waved one hand limply in the air. "I'm still here," he offered, knowing it wouldn't mean anything. No one could ever replace Tails' place in Sonic's heart.
As the enchida had expected, Sonic was unmoved by this statement. "So what?" the hedgehog snapped bitterly, his emotions swinging wildly from misery to anger. "You're no friend of mine! You don't even -like- me! All you ever do is insult me! Tails was the only one who liked me! Tails---" The last word was a drawn out wail, as the blue figure slumped to his knees, collapsing back into his sadness and loss.
Knuckles lingered a moment outside the hedgehog's line of vision, before sighing and dropping to his knees as well. Allowing the wall of apathy and distance he normally shielded himself with to drop, he let his softer, more caring side show as he leaned forward to pull Sonic's unresisting body against his own. He felt the usually abrasive hedgehog's hands grip his back tightly, as his face turned to press against the place where Knuckles' neck and shoulder met. The enchida left the tears fall onto his skin, and shivered. It was a new sensation- one he had never imagined feeling before, and instantly wished he never had. Sonic's misery was a heavy burden to bear, but the red fighter shouldered it anyway, as he held the smaller teen against his chest and muttered soft, reassuring words to him. His hands found the small of Sonic's back and began rubbing soothing circles outward from that point, until the hedgehog's trembling body began to still and his shuddering sobs faded.
"Shhh..... I'm still here, Sonic. It'll be ok.... He'll come back; he loves you. Don't worry...... Shhh, don't worry..." After a while, the words began to mix together, and, without his notice, Knuckles began to whisper, "It'll be ok.... I'm still here, Sonic.... I still love you...."
The hedgehog stirred in his arms as these words reached him, confused and curious, but Knuckles continued to hold him close. He had become caught up in the intimacy and comfort of the embrace as well, and, even after he slowly realized what he had uttered, he didn't take the words back. They hung on the air like butterflies, kissing lightly at Sonic's bruised spirit and aching heart as he slowly lifted his face to press his wet, salty lips wordlessly against Knuckles'.