Chapter 18

Fragrant as a Gardenia…

Amy gulped, sweat running down her neck as she looked at Shadow and Shail; their hands intertwining made Amy mad! She just wanted to run over and just swipe her hand between those two, but she knew very well she couldn't. They're no longer together, so why should she intervene? She may still have those feelings, but its best to forget them; it seems as though Shadow already had no trouble pushing their past aside for the new future, and she knows she should do the same. She closed her eyes and sighed, gently pushing Sonic away and gave Shadow a soft smile, "… Hi Shadow."


Damn him. Damn him. Damn him. That fucking bastard. That jackass. That… that JERK. His teeth grinded against one another, holding back his rage of the sight he's just witnessed. He shook his head, looking down for a minute before he called out to her: "Amy?"

He saw her gaze at him, and with widened-eyes, she uttered his name; the way she said it made him cringe with anger, "S-Shadow…"

The way her eyes looked into his… showed great sorrow and yearning. A type of yearning he himself was displaying as his grip on Shail's hand tightened. This is what I wanted. This is what I wanted… He thought to himself, as he smiled back at her, "Hi Amy. I-I see we interrupted you guys in the moment, eh? I just couldn't believe it was you… Amy…"

He released Shail's hand, and walked over to Amy, standing beside Sonic, and caressed her cheek, smiling warmly, "… You look gorgeous."

Amy's smiled, her cheek rubbing against his warm palm, Shadow…

Shadow laughed, yet quickly pulled away, and before he completely forgot, he looked back at Shail, signaling her to come over, "Oh! Amy: this is Shail… She's my-"

Girlfriend. "…Co-worker."

Shail looked up at him with widened-eyes, her jaw dropping a bit, yet she regained composure, and held out her hand to Amy, "… Pleasure to finally meet you, Amy. Shadow's told me… so much about you."


Amy played a false grin, her voice not matching her charade, and shook her hand, "O-Oh really? That's mean! What's he been saying about me? Haha…" She felt Sonic's eyes on her figure, his anger burning through her angrily. Damn it, Sonic… What are you pissed off about? She thought as she peered over at him, annoyed. Shadow laughed, placing his hand on Shail's shoulder, pushing her close to him, "Hey! I'm not that mean! Shail's my best friend! I only tell her the truth!"

"Oh? And what would 'the truth' be, really…?"

"… Um… Things."

"SHADOW!"

"What~? I'm just kidding! Geez, Amy! You're still so touchy-touchy~!"

Amy giggled, a small blush rising on her cheeks. Its been so long since she and he actually had a nice conversation… She pulled her hair strand back behind her ear, shyly gazing into his eyes, and saw Shadow do the same; Sonic scowled, taking Amy's hand and pulled her back forcibly, "Alright, alright now, you guys… Nice to see you again, Shads…"

Shadow gawked at Sonic, merely staring emptily at his action, yet offered him a smile, "… Yeah. Anyways, me and Shail's gotta go. See ya around, Amy…"

And with that, he walked off, and as he did, Amy cringed, her eyes following them before the disappeared. She sighed, looking up at Sonic, "What the hell was your problem!"

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I meant! Why did you pull me away?"

"Well, why shouldn't I?"

"For God's sakes Amy- He has a girlfriend. You can't be actin' all smittin' and shit in front of his girl!"

"WHAT! I wasn't-"

"Oh my GOD- Yes you were! You were acting all girly and- and-"

Sonic looked down at the ground, a somber look crossed his face, "… And I hated it…"

Amy loosened her shoulders, her brows arched downwards and her eyes casted on him as he looked away. "… You know, you must be drunk. I-I'm gonna go get Mrs. League-"

"N-NO! DON'T!" he yelled, grabbing hold of her hand and pulled her close to him, "… Don't go…"

"…Sonic…" she whispered, tugging away from him slowly. "… I-I-"

"Ms. Rose! Sir Sonic!"

Amy turned around, and saw Mrs. League rushing towards them, small huffs peering from her lips, "I apologize for taking a while! Shall we call it a night?" Amy nodded, taking Sonic's arm gently, "L-Let's go…"

He turned to her, and with a shake of his head, he pulled away from her touch, walking around and getting inside his seat, slamming the door. Mrs. League looked at Amy, giving her a questioning look. "Did… something happen when I was gone, Ms. Rose…?"

Amy turned to her, shrugging her shoulders, "I-I have no idea…"

They both entered the car, and within minutes, they rode away from the restaurant.


Sonic gazed at Amy; he was absolutely astounded at how marvelous she looks. His eyes were completely fixated on her, and it seemed at any moment, he was going to lunge at her and kiss her once more. He couldn't though, the damnation of it all! If only Mrs. League wasn't here, he would've been having a heated session with her. He sighed, leaning his head against the glass of the door, "… Amy…"


Amy's heart beat fast; she didn't know what happened back there. Sonic was suddenly… so strong. So irresistible. It was strange; she's never felt that weak in her life! He completely melted her… She shook her head, sighing in relief. If Shadow hasn't passed by and called her name… they would've been at it like animals! Amy's face turned bright red, the heat radiating from her cheeks which made her cover them with her hands; I… I have to calm down! H-He's just drunk is all… That's all… I mean… he did drink over 8 glasses of champagne… Oh, Amy! Get a hold of yourself!


The driver stopped in front of the mansion, and as it did, Amy got out of the car, Sonic doing the same, except he slammed his door just as he did at the restaurant and staggered inside; Amy looked at him with concern: "Sonic… Are you alright-"

"Yeah I'm fine… D-Don't worry about it."

Amy sighed, and looked at Mrs. League through the window, seeing her sit inside the limo, "Well, I'm on my way. Goodnight you two."

"Goodnight Mrs. League. Thank you for today's lessons-"

"Also- Amy?"

"Yes?"

"Do take care of Sir Sonic."

Amy blinked, "O… Okay."

And with that, she drove off.


Amy locked the door behind her and sighed, and walked over to the staircase, grabbing the note that slicked to the handle. " 'Amy… By the time you're reading this, I've already taken care of dinner for myself and am already asleep due to an important violin recital… Suzu.'"

Amy laughed, and placed the note aside, and as she walked passed the living room, she saw Sonic sitting on the sofa, a bottle grasped within his hand, "S-Sonic… What are you doing?"

He turned back, taking another sip, "W-What is it?"

"Why are you drinking?"

"Didn't… get a chance to at dinner…"

"Oh for the love of-"

"Want a' sip?"

He offered her the open bottle and smiled boyishly, the red on his cheeks visible from possible drunkenness. Amy frowned, sighing tiredly. Oh, what the hell.

She took the bottle and walked around the couch, sitting on it; she sat close to him, giving him back the bottle and wiped the left-over moisture from her lips, "You're weird you know that?"

"How so?"

"Y-You know why… because of that thing you did at La Luna…"

"S-So…?" (He began to hiccup.)

"Well… It sort of worries me a bit."

"Why is… that?"

"It just does, alright? I hate it when you do stuff like that… always gets me off guard."

"Oh really?" he whispered, throwing the bottle down on the soft carpeting, quickly hovering his body over to hers, caging her beneath him. His emerald eyes gazed down at hers, his heavy breaths making her blush madly. Amy gasped silently, her heart speeding up, "S-Sonic!"

He smirked, "… Amy…" He leaned in and pressed his lips against her neck, inhaling her sweet scent within his nostrils, her scent enthralling his entire being, "Amy… You smell exquisite…"

Her jaw opened, awe-struck at his warm lips against her neck, and with her being paralyzed, his hand moved down towards her breast, giving it a small squeeze; Amy whimpered softly, her head tilting as his lips kissed downwards. His hand released her breast and slowly unbuttoned her dress, her breasts soon visible along with her bra; he got off her, yet pulled her up to him, kissing her passionately while he unclipped her bra from behind her. He leaned backwards, landing his head on the couch's arm support, feeling Amy's weight pin him down. She gazed down at him lustfully, ripping open his shirt, her hands roaming about his chest; she wanted more. Sonic's hands went back at her breasts, rubbing them slowly among his palms; oh, the way she moaned made him satisfied… just the mere fact that he's doing everything 'right' makes him joyous.

And especially underneath the dark moonlit lighting- absolutely gorgeous.