Author's Note: Sorry, been real busy since school started. Anyway, heres chapter seven!

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't own….

Chapter 7- You are my Passion

Amy was confused. Why had Sonic come? She had been positive that he hated her. Or maybe he was simply playing the hero, as he had been doing for…about ten years. Nevertheless, the blue hedgehog, for the first time in years, was not running away from her. He was holding her hand, staring into her eyes. A few years ago, she would have blushed if she even imagined herself in this position with Sonic. But now, she was twenty-two years old, and she…she didn't know how she felt.

Sonic was confused. Amy was depressed, and it was entirely his fault. He did not expect her to ever forgive him; after all, he had forced her formally spunky, outgoing personality to become dark, quiet, and suicidal. Some hero he was. He could save two dozen people from a burning building, defeat some stupid giant robot of Robotnik's creation, and even hold his own in a fight with Knuckles, but he couldn't determine his feelings for a little pink hedgehog?

Amy could feel his hand shaking. She removed her hand from his grip, and let it drop to her side. An emotional war was going on in her head; anger vs. uncertainty. Sonic dropped his gaze, his head lowering.

Sonic didn't know what to do. This was becoming very awkward. He could remember the true reason he had never given into Amy's advances. She was already targeted enough during battles with Robotnik, he couldn't live with himself if she was killed because Robotnik knew of a romantic relationship between the them.

Sonic felt his eyes burning.The tears began flowing freely, cascading down his cheeks, staining his tan fur. Amy gasped as he met her eyes. She saw the tears, sparkling like diamonds as they silently fell to the ground. Why was he crying? For her?

No. This was a joke. Some cruel joke. She was fighting the urge to slap him. She did not deserve this.

"Sonic-" She was cut off. Sonic was kissing her. Her lips were crushed against his. There were no fireworks going off, no romantic sunset. Just normal day in autumn, and they were in front off her house….kissing.

She felt his chest pressed against hers, his heart hammering against hers. This didn't feel exactly how she thought her first kiss with Sonic would feel like, not romantic, but she did feel …

Warm.

His lips were warm, his body heat was making her drowsy. He broke away, and pulled her closer. Her eyes were closing, her sleep deprivation and lack of nutrition was catching up with her. She was losing conciousness, fast. If she was dying, death felt nice; warm and soft.

She was glad she was dying in Sonic's arms.

"I'm sorry, Amy." Sonic whispered.

"I'm so sorry."

Author's note: I am SO sorry. That was short, yes, I know, but there was a set limit on how much I could reveal in this chapter. No, the story does not end here, but you'll have to find out what happens to Amy in the next chapter. Thank's so much for your feedback on past chapters, please review, and tell me what you think!

By the way, this chapter was inspired by The Queen of Aces' style. Go read her stories. They rock HARD.