Yes! The new chapter is here! Sorry I didn't update for, like, a month, I had writer's block and was also working on some other stuff… A Sonadow poem and a Silvamy oneshot. My first hetero story!

Shadow: And you still put yaoi in it!

I know, I know, I can't help myself. At least I've got variety.

Shadow: Whatever. Illumini doesn't own me, Sonic or anyone. He just owns a box of Pizza Shapes.

These are *munch* awesome. Hey, where's Sonic, anyway…

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Tick.

Tick.

BLEEP, BLEEP, BLEEP

"Urgh… Five more minutes, mummy…"

Sonic opened his eyes slowly, tilting his head back as he yawned. His ungloved hand snaked its way to the nightstand next to the futon on which he laid, the limb searching around the table clumsily until he found the alarm clock. He deactivated it, mentally sighing as the ringing in his ears stopped. The blue time-traveler sat up in his bed, noticing that Shadow was not in the room.

"Wonder where he is…" Sonic mumbled, scratching behind one of his mussed-up quills. Yawning again, he kicked off the sheet that was covering him and shifted so he was seated on the edge of the bed. He growled slightly when he noticed that his shoes were no longer there.

"Where'd they go…" He muttered quietly as he stood up, arching his back as he stretched. He began to look through the room, trying to find his trademark footwear.

You can discover a lot about a person by looking through their bedroom, Sonic realized as he searched for his shoes. Shadow enjoyed Jazz, for example. He drank Brandy. He was a fan of Gridiron. Sonic was interrupted in his little quest by a quiet hiss, the door sliding open as Shadow walked through, a plastic tray in his hand. On the tray were two bowls, two glasses and a small jug with an orange liquid in it.

"You're up," Shadow commented, walking over to the small table in the corner of the room and setting the tray down. "I went and got some breakfast, by the way." He added.

Sonic smirked as his stomach let out a gurgle. "Heh, I guess I am pretty hungry…" He confessed as he walked over to the table. He grabbed one of the bowls on the plate, and about 10 seconds later, replaced it, now completely empty.

Shadow stared at him, shocked. "How long has it been since you last ate, a year?"

Sonic poured a glass of orange juice. "Fifty, actually." He replied, downing the glass.

Shadow looked up from his bowl. "Speaking of that, do you want to go see the Gerald about getting back to the future?"

"Yeah, I guess so," Sonic said, pouring himself another glass. "Man, this juice is GOOD!"

Shadow blushed slightly. "Thanks. It's my own recipe," He admitted.

Sonic looked at him. "You can cook?"

"Well, yeah, just a little bit… It's still pretty basic stuff…"

"Hey, it's better than anything I could ever do! I usually get Tails to do all the cooking," Sonic complimented, still impressed.

"Who's Tails?" Shadow asked. For some reason, he felt worried, and almost threatened by this 'Tails' character. He shook his head mentally. Why would he be feeling like that?

"He's my little bro' and my best friend!" Sonic said proudly.

"Oh, OK…" Ebony replied, almost sighing in relief. Gah. Again with those feelings!

"Ah, Shadow! I was gonna ask, have you seen my shoes?" Sonic suddenly remembered.

"Yeah, I put them in the cupboard earlier. Sorry I didn't tell you, but you were asleep and I didn't want to wake you."

Sonic laughed dryly. "You're kidding, right?"

Shadow raised an eyebrow. "No… Why would I be joking?"

Sonic walked over to the cupboard and opened it. He looked around for a few seconds, before slamming his head into the wall, slamming his fist against it.

"Damnit! I looked in here four times! They were not here before!" He shouted, reaching down and grabbing his joggers.

Shadow smirked in amusement. "Should have looked harder, hedgehog,"

"Shuddup," Sonic growled, blushing furiously as he sat down and began to pull his shoes on.

Shadow chuckled, grabbing a napkin and wiping his muzzle before standing up. "Still wanna go see Gerald?"

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"So, tell me about the future."

"What's there to tell?" Sonic said simply, as he and Shadow walked down the ARK's long, metal corridors. "It's crowded, stressful, and the humans seem deadest on poisoning every living being on Earth, including themselves. From what I know, it's basically a slightly advanced version of now."

"Oh… OK…" Shadow said, disappointment obvious in his voice?

"Something wrong?" Sonic asked, noticing the feeling.

"It's just that… Well, I always imagined the future as this totally different, advanced society, way more advanced than what it is now… I mean, we've got this whole colony up here in space, and if technologies moving that fast, then I thought that we'd have stuff like… I dunno, hovercars… By then."

Sonic chuckled quietly, slapping a hand against Shadow's back. "I admit, that'd be cool, but hey, who needs hovercars, when you're the fastest thing on Earth?" He boasted, poking his free thumb against his chest.

A small grin appeared on Shadow's face. "Hmm, speaking of fast things, that reminds me: I owe you a rematch for yesterday's race."

Sonic looked to Shadow, that competitive smirk of his growing wide of his face. "You're on. First to the observation deck again?"

Sonic didn't get a reply. In a flash, Shadow was gone, leaving a golden streak in his wake. Sonic blinked in shock, and realized a second later that they'd already started. One second that Shadow had on him. Normally, most people wouldn't have worried. But this was Shadow and Sonic. For them, one second can mean the whole race.

Shadow smirked as he sped down the corridor. He had definitely set that blue hedgehog straight. This whole thing was going to be a piece of cake. At least, that's what he thought, until he saw a blue streak fly past him.

"Oh, that's it…" Shadow growled, closing his eyes as he activated his skates. Slowly, he rose from the ground, hovering in the air as he ran, or rather, glided towards his blue opponent. He hovered up beside him, smirking.

"Looks like you're not the only one who's got a secret weapon!" He shouted proudly, before shooting off again. Sonic frowned, lowering his head to streamline his body better as he gained even more speed. Right now, it didn't matter whether he and Shadow were friends. Nothing mattered right now, except winning.

Sonic pulled up alongside Shadow again, scowling. Then, without warning, he struck, throwing himself sideways and slamming into Shadow. It wasn't enough to send throw Shadow off, but he did fall back a few metres.

'Oh, so he wants to play dirty, huh? I'll show him dirty!' Shadow thought spitefully, as he ran even faster, nearing the observation deck. He ran in, putting all his worth into getting to that pole first. However, as he neared it, he slowed. All hope of winning was gone. Sonic was leaning against the pole, smirking proudly. He looked up, grinning deviously at Shadow. "Well, Shads guess I win this round. But, hey, better luck next time, huh?"

Shadow didn't reply. Instead, he walked towards Sonic, a cold, blank stare in his crimson eyes. As he neared Sonic, he remained silent, but he did give an answer to his remark in the form of a quick, hard punch to the face. Sonic cried out as his head flew back into the pole, connecting with a loud crack. Sonic gazed at Shadow, his head swimming from concussion. He shook his head, an angry scowl appearing on his muzzle. "What the hell was that for?!"

Shadow growled at him. "That's for your little shenanigans during the race. You could have killed me!"

"Oh, cool down, Shads! It was just a little push!"

"Don't call me Shads!" Shadow screamed, slamming the back of his palm against Sonic's face.

"Are you looking for a fight!" Sonic questioned, ignoring the sharp, burning pain on his cheek.

"Maybe I am!" Shadow taunted, balling both of his hands into fists.

"Bring it, then!" Sonic shouted, running forward and landing a punch on Shadow's head.

Shadow growled loudly, adopting a fighting stance. The hedgehog had really started something now. Normally, Shadow wouldn't have become involved in a fight over something so trivial. But right now, his mind was still filled with adrenaline from the previous race, clouding his judgment. He ran towards Sonic, leaping into the air at the last second and landing a kick on the blue hedgehog's stomach. Sonic grunted from the impact, stumbling back as he clutched at his gut. It was only a minor hit, as the fighter in Sonic kicked in and he rose to his feet, running towards Shadow and landing a series of swift, fast punches to his torso. Shadow retaliated by tilting his head back and bringing it down hard against Sonic's forehead. Their skulls connected with a sickening crunch, causing both to separate, clutching at their skulls. Sonic took advantage of the break in fighting to charge again, curling up into a ball and spindashing at Shadow.

When fighting normally, Sonic is a fearsome opponent to any creature, the mixture of stamina, strength and determination creating enabling the hero to perform a wide variety of attacks. In his ball form, he is even more dangerous. Sonic's quills act like a circular saw, capable of causing tremendous damage anything unfortunate or stupid enough to get in his way. As he hit Shadow, the black hedgehog cried out, genuine fear present in his voice. He pushed against Sonic, tears starting to form in his eyes. "Ah! Sonic! Stop!" He screamed, struggling desperately as he tried to escape from the blue hedgehog's death-like spin. Fortunately for Shadow, Sonic heard this, and pulled away, uncurling from his defensive ball as he stared at the black hedgehog.

Shadow was a mess. Sonic's sharp quills had done their job, leaving several cuts across Shadow's body. The most serious was a wound that went all the way down his front, drawing thick, red blood from his body as it stained his white chest fur. Shadow panted deeply, whimpering in pain as the wounds widened slightly from his chest ascending and descending.

Sonic's heart fell. How could he have done this to Shadow? It had just been a friendly race, and he had gone and turned into this. He lowered his head in shame, slowly approaching the wounded hedgehog.

"Shadow…" He whispered sadly, trying to hold back the tears.

"I'm sorry… Sonic…" Shadow winced, a sudden surge of pain searing through his body, causing him to cry out again.

"No, Shadow, it's my fault…" Sonic murmured, a salty tear falling from his emerald eyes. "I shouldn't have gone and pushed you during the race… I was so concerned with winning… I didn't think about whether I'd be hurting you…"

Shadow looked upwards to Sonic, tears starting to slide down his cheeks as well. "Sonic… Can we just… You know… Forget this whole thing happened?"

"I don't know… You've got that huge cut on you, I don't know if that'll heal…" Sonic mused, gently running his finger's along the wound.

Shadow smirked sadly. "Hey, I'm the Ultimate Lifeform… I heal quickly…"

Sonic smiled at him. "No hard feelings?" Sonic said as he helped Shadow up.

"No… But just you wait until next time… You're gonna be eating my dust for breakfast, lunch and dinner."

Sonic chuckled. "Keep dreaming, Shads."

"Oh, I won't it won't be a dream, hedgehog… It'll be a nightmare…" Shadow challenged.

"Whatever… Anyway, are we still gonna see Gerald?" Sonic asked, remembering the why they had even come here in the first place.

"Of course," Shadow said, as his stomach growled slightly. "But first, wanna get something to eat?" he asked, blushing again.

Sonic's eyes lit up. "Sure! Can you make me a chilidog?"

Shadow cocked his head. "A what?"

Sonic stared a him. "A chilidog."

A puzzled expression came over Shadow's face. "What's a chilidog?"

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Hope you liked the chapter! As always, please leave a review if you thought it was good. And if it wasn't good, yell at me until I improve.

Sonic: *Falls out of cupboard* AIR!!!

So that's where you were!

Sonic: Help! Shadow's got me chained up here and he's making me have hot sex with him!

Heh Heh, that's Stockholm Syndrome for ya.

Sonic: It's not funny! Oh God…

Shadow: How'd you get out? In ya go…

Sonic: Oh God… Help meeeeee!

Maybe when he's done. Maybe.