Chapter Two

A Little Time To Think

NOTE : This whole chapter is in Sonic's POV, so it won't be a pain to write (Sonic's the only one in this chapter). Next chapter is Shadow's POV, then third person again. I have weird writing habits.

Sonic's POV
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It's been two weeks since that accident. The doctor says I should keep this cast on for about a month. My leg is killing me! Not as much as it would had been killing me if it weren't for Shadow. I would be dead! Get it? KILLING me? Dead? I suck at telling jokes....

I was writing in my diary when I heard somebody knock on my door.

"Just leave the pizza by the door!" I yelled.

"I don't have any pizza... but i can make some mean chili!" It was Shadow. I tried not to see him as much.

You see, I developed a.... crush on him. I kinda feel weird when I see him... I get these weird butterflies in my stomach. I have to run to the bathroom so my secret doesn't slip out. He keeps asking if I'm sick. I can tell he doesn't believe me when I say no.

"Shadow? Can you come back later? I'm kind of busy!"

Not like I was. Writing could wait. But I was still afraid. I couldn't let him see me.

"Like when?"

I had to struggle on this one. If I said tomorrow, I'd have to do this all over again, and that would be "oh so joyous".

"Next week!"

"Okay... see ya."

Great. Now I was alone. I can get in a little time think..... about all this Shadow stuff. I turned on my CD player.

She said she needed a break
a little time to think
but then she went to Cleveland
with some guy named Leelan
that she met at the bank

There's nothing wrong with Ohio
except the snow and the rain
I really like Drew Carey
and I'd love to see the Rock n' Rock Hall of Fame

Ah, Bowling For Soup. I sat down on my bed and got lost in thought.

I've been thinking.... Well, I didn't love Shadow from the first time I saw him. It was when he was walking out of the operating room. Maybe I'm just saying "thanks for saving me" without knowing it. Or maybe it is true: And I just didn't look until then.

I thought about Shadow again. His black shining like iron. His red glowing like blood under moonlight. And his eyes deep and light. He was smiling as he put out his hand. I grabbed it. We were about to kiss...... and I hit myself on the head.

I've got to stop doing that! It happens every day!

But, the truth was, I DIDN'T want it to stop. These visions were so realistic, so wonderful, I never liked getting myself out of them. Why?

Because it was Shadow.

I didn't care when I noticed it.

I didn't care how it happened.

I didn't even care how I was re-acting.

It was Shadow.

And he was the one I loved.

A/N : Man that was short. Oh, well, at least I updated at all! Please review my story. And of course I accept complaints and the like. Just not flames. Oh, god, I hate flames.
And, BTW, I'm not changing this to PG-13 because it's slash. Because it's slash it dosen't change a thing. And if you're a homophobe, then LOOK AT THE SUMMARY NEXT TIME AND DON'T READ IT!
Ahem.... that is all.