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Shadow watched Sonic run out of the palace, smiling softly. The sun just glittered ahead, and he watched the little blue hedgehog race furiously past a certain lavender cat, blowing her dress straight up.
Shadow could hear the death threats.
Shadow's grin was from ear to ear, knowing he'd have to battle the cat girl later. He walked out the magical door, popping out of the coffin.
When Shadow went by the window, a horrible zap of freezing cold struck his head. "Ah," he gasped, swaying to the side. Knowing what was going to happen, he staggered to a chair in the room. A sharp intake of breath before he drops to his knees, the pain unbearable, clinging to the arm of the chair. Shadow was shaking as the wood beneath his fingers began to break from the exertion he was putting into it. He panted as the room began to spin around him.
"What... what is happening to me?" he whispered.
Black lids slid over crimson orbs as the King gently fell to the ground.
...
Rouge was perched atop the glowing green emerald, chatting away aimlessly while the red echidna was trying to slam his head into the cave walls.
'God, when will she SHUT UP?' he thought.
"And she gave me a PLAID SHIRT! Can you believe it? Plaid! I swear the help these days are getting worse."
Knuckles rolled his amethyst eyes. "Plaid is actually in. A lot of girls in the tribe wear them," he said.
She shrugged. "In my day, we wore gowns of the softest silk and the finest colors. And what is this 'in?'" she asked. "This century's English is horrid. In means inside, so where is this 'in,'" she demanded.
"In means in style, halfwit," he exclaimed.
"Who are you calling a halfwit, you smelly echidna!" she growled. Her flat, piercing aqua eyes glared him down.
"That's the smell of a REAL man," Knuckles retorted, shoulders hunched. "Anyways, why are you even here? You don't sound like you like it much anyway."
Rouge sighed. "Ah, so true. But alas, there is nothing better to do."
"Is that supposed to be a compliment?" the enraged one barked.
"From a Princess? But of course," she said.
"Sure doesn't seem like it," he grumbled. "Besides, isn't your husband at home with you?" he asked.
"Soon – to be husband," she corrected.
"Yeah, whatever," Knuckles said. "So anyways, isn't he home? I'm pretty sure that's what you've been talking about for the last hour."
"You weren't listening?" she shrieked.
Every red hair on the echidna's body stood straight up. "Um, yes I was. Of course I was," he said uneasily. He wouldn't meet her glowing aqua eyes, almost as if she was Medusa.
He was afraid he'd get the same outcome.
Rouge let it go. "Anyways, I gotta get going," she sighed. Just as she sat up, a pain searing coldness zapped her across the chest. She stumbled off of the emerald, looking as pale as her hair.
"Hey, are you okay?" asked Knuckles. He felt a bit of worry for the bat girl, even if she was annoying as hell.
Rouge shook her head. "Something's wrong," she muttered, wincing. "Something's wrong with Shadow."
"Then why are you feeling it?" asked Knuckles.
"I feel all that my creator feels. We are Bound," she muttered, trying to push herself upright.
Knuckles helped her up. Her wings spread out uneasily as she limped over to the cave entrance. She looked at Knuckles for a moment before soaring off into the woods.
Please be okay, Shadow.
...
Sonic was having an okay day. Amt hadn't annoyed him much, and he was off to see Tails.
"Mr. Sonic!"
Sonic turned around to see Cream bouncing up to him. She smiled happily, and he opened up his arms for her. She hugged him. "Mr. Sonic, what have you been doing?" she asked sweetly.
"Ah, nothing. I've been training with Shadow," he said with a smirk. He looked around. "But you can't tell anyone, kiddo. Promise?" he said, sticking his pinky finger out at her.
"I promise!" she said loyally. He intertwined her finger with his.
This was during the day, so Sonic looked much friendlier. His peach lips tugged into a smile.
"Is Mr. Shadow... better now?" she asked quietly. "Oh, I really hope he is," she murmured. She paced back and forth, looking like she would burst into tears if someone didn't assure her that it was okay.
"He's good now, Cream. I'm having an awesome time with him." Really awesome...
Cream smiled. "Can I see him again?" she asked.
Sonic frowned. "Well, uh, he's kind of busy right now, and the place where he's at is really dangerous for people like us," he said uneasily.
Cream looked older than she really was. "People like us? We're all the same," she said. "We just have different feeding habits."
Sonic stared at her, jaw nearly crashing to the ground. When he managed to regain composure, he managed to say, "You've been hanging around Tails too much, kid."
She beamed proudly. "He's so smart!"
"I know," Sonic sighed. "Too smart." Sonic mused over his little fox buddy.
"Why are we fighting the Vampires anyway?" she asked. "Mr. Shadow's very nice."
"I know," Sonic said quietly. "But that's not the case with all of them. There can be some very mean Vampires Cream. They can hurt you," he said gently, crouching down to meet her eye to eye.
Cream pouted stubbornly. "Werewolves have hurt me too," she said. "Look at this," she said, pointing to a large black and blue bruise on her leg.
"Cream! How the hell didya get that?" gasped Sonic.
Cream blushed, tugging on her sock to cover up her ankle, and Sonic noticed her slight limp as she stepped back. "Mr. Robotnik pushed me down the stairs yesterday," she blubbered.
Sonic hugged her. "He's going down," he muttered. "Why'd he do that?" he asked, slowly planning out Ivo's slow and painful death.
"He said I was too happy and smelled like a vampire," she sniffed.
"How could you smell like a Vampire? You haven't seen me or Shadow in weeks," Sonic said, exasperated.
Cream didn't look too happy either. "I don't know. He said I was the devil kid. I'm not bad, right Mr. Sonic? Right?" she was close to tears again.
Sonic shook his head. "Ivo isn't the brightest bulb in the factory, if you know what I mean," he said calmly, though his insides were raving.
Cream sniffed once again, but pausing. "Mr. Sonic, your scent is different. You smell sweet," she observed.
Sonic's eyes narrowed a bit. "Can you keep a secret Cream?"
"Oh yes!" she cried.
"One that you won't even tell your mom or Amy?" he said.
Cream looked uncomfortable now. "Well, my mommy says that I shouldn't keep secrets from her. Amy always asks me what's wrong."
Sonic shrugged. "Then I can't tell you," he said.
Cream looked desperate. "I promise I won't tell! Cross my heart!" she declared.
Sonic then proceeded to tell her how he was part Vampire. When he was away he was training with Shadow. He told her about the Vampires he had met, and to prove it, let his fangs slide down past his lips.
Cream had said, 'ooh, pretty!'
It wasn't really what Sonic was aiming for on the Scare Test. Shadow was going to give him an F for sure now... he groaned.
Cream had promised that she wouldn't tell another soul. Sonic told her to go home. He had more important matters to press on.
...
Sonic was sitting on top of the Master Emerald, which was making a certain echidna enraged.
"Sonic, you get down here right now!" he howled.
Sonic grinned goofily at Knuckles, but refused to move.
"I said: GET. DOWN!"
Sonic just turned on his ipod and tuned his friend out. "What was that?" he asked innocently. "I can't hear you."
Knuckles tried shaking the Emerald, pounding it –which got him a twenty minute lecture from the Greats Tikal and Chaos –and finally pulled out his last trick.
The Greats are the Spirits that live inside the Master Emerald.
He started throwing rocks at his King.
"Oi, take it easy, Knuckles!" the blue one yelped.
"Get off my Emerald, and I'll think about not beating you to a pulp," Knuckles growled, hurling a stone straight at Sonic's head. This would leave a good bruise on that ego of his, oh yes...
"Knuckles, just calm down," Sonic said, moving to his left quickly, just barely missing a chunk of cement.
"Not until you get down from there!" he snarled, his last throw finally making contact.
Sonic went flying off, but felt no pain. Shadow had explained that, as a Vampire, the body numbs and they don't feel pain. Unless it be psychological.
Sonic grumbled as he got up, dusting himself off. "I was just here to see ya. You wouldn't come out unless I touched that damn emerald."
The Greats' faces appeared. Tikal frowned and Chaos... well Chaos was just Chaos. They looked disapprovingly at Sonic. "We can hear you, ya know," Tikal sighed.
"Hi, Tikal!" Sonic greeted happily.
"Oh, hey Sonic!" she called. They were about to chat, and Knuckles heard enough gossip for a century.
And to make it worse, the bat girl was coming as soon as she was sure Shadow was stable.
As Sonic talked, he had this nagging feeling at the back of his head. He tried to shake it off, but it kept screaming: 'Your master!'
When Knuckles finally put a blanket over the emerald, he pulled Sonic into the other room. He looked dead serious.
"We need to stop this war with the Vampires," he said.
"Oh?" Sonic said suspiciously. "And why is that? My dad died in this war, if you have forgotten," he said in a murderous tone.
"I know," Knuckles said quietly. "But they aren't that bad. I mean, I met the Princess, Rouge, and she's kinda... nice."
Sonic snarled, his fangs appearing sharper than they had before. Knuckles recoiled.
"You..."
"Yes, I'm one of them," Sonic snarled. "I can't believe she'd cheat!" he growled. He grabbed a rock a rock, and then threw it at a rock column. The rock was hurtled through the air and crashed into the rock.
"Watch it, Sonic!" he growled, a bit freaked out.
Think about the hedgehog that did it, not even understanding what he did. All that went through the blue furry's mind was: WTF!
"Sonic, the council's gonna kill you," Knuckles muttered.
"They already know," Sonic snarled, his thumb trying to force his fangs back in. "You have any gum?"
Knuckles looked dumbfounded, and in serious need of a nap. "No, I don't have gum. And the whole council knows, Sonic?"
"Yes," he answered after a moment of hesitation. His eyes locked with amethyst. "And you know their queen," he said in a deadpan tone.
Knuckles rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Well, actually, she came here to steal the emerald. But instead, I'm stuck playing Therapist with her," he groaned, remembering how Rouge droned on, and on...
"She's evil. Don't talk to her."
"Hey, how would you know? And... Wait, how do you know her?"
Sonic looked embarrassed. "Well, when I was a vampire, I might have... I dunno... met her on... certain occasions," he mumbled.
Knuckles raised an eye ridge.
"Anyways, why did she leave?" Sonic asked, twiddling his thumbs.
"Said something about her fiancé. He's in critical condition or somethin' like that," Knuckles said, bored.
Sonic went bone white. "What?" he whispered.
""Said something was happening to him. Crucial that she got there quick."
Sonic could barely hear him anymore. Was the room moving? Who turned on the heat? His head was pounding.
"She said something about being Bound to her master."
Now Sonic understood, but not much. An image of Shadow falling to the ground, motionless.
Sonic had to leave. Now.
"I have to go," he called, running out.
Knuckles was left alone, tired... and craving a sandwich.
...
Sonic raced up the palace steps, totally getting lost, but the picture of Shadow burned into his brain.
He saw Blaze rushing through the halls.
"Where's Shadow?" he growled.
She looked at him, eyes unemotional. Her lips were spread into a thin line, eyes narrowed. "Why would you care?" she snarled.
Sonic hissed menacingly at her. "I want to know where he is, and if you don't tell me right now, I'll hang your dress from the flagpole at the top of the castle," he threatened.
Blaze looked astonished. "What?" she gasped.
"You heard me," he said smugly. "Now tell me or we're drying it the hard way."
She growled at him, golden eyes flashing. "Fine, you little rat. He's in the infirmary down the hall. Go up the stairs and make an immediate left."
Sonic left her, blowing her dress up –once again –with the blast of speed.
When Sonic made it to the room, he threw open the door, eyes searching for his master wildly. "Shadow?" he called.
"Shush, child," a southern voice chided.
Sonic looked up, meeting the dull golden eyes of a young hedgehog. She had light red fur and jade eyes. It seemed that it was impossible for any Vampire to be old, after seeing all the beauties prancing around the castle.
He was just wondering why more of them had golden eyes.
"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I was just..."
"Oh, it's fine. Just quiet yourself and sit on down," she said, patting a chair next to her. Sonic's emerald eyes looked at the seat reluctantly. "Don't worry, boy. I won't rip your leg off, Scout's honor," she promised with a wink.
Sonic sat next to her silently while she tended to a sleeping Vampire child.
"How old is that kid?" Sonic asked as he watched her sew the child's arm back on.
"About three," the old lady huffed.
"Why is his arm ripped off?" Sonic exclaimed, wondering what the hell these Vampires did for fun.
"The boys were playing down by the creek after watching their King fight with you," she said with a smile. "You are quite the inspiration," she said with a nod.
Sonic, like his normal cocky self, went on to tell her how he trains and yadda, yadda, yadda. She seemed interested and listened, however.
"You are quite young," she observed.
"Yeah, sixteen," Sonic said proudly.
"My, my, you are young. The Master waits usually at least thirty years before revealing his new... ah, pets," she said carefully.
"What? Oh, no, I've been a Vampire for... A month and a half. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that was it," Sonic said with a yawn, stretching.
"My Lord! He would do that? Does he want to get you killed, or somethin' of those sorts?" she said, flabbergasted.
"No, but as you can see, I can put up a good fight," he said with a smirk.
"I know that," she laughed. "Nobody has ever defeated Lord Shadow. Not even his father," she said softly.
"What do you mean? His dad fought him?" asked Sonic, confused by the sudden switch in the situation.
"Yes, yes, and it was such a dreary battle. Half of the nation supporting Our Lord and the other half fighting His Majesty, and it ended in total bloodshed."
"So it ended well then, since Shadow's King," Sonic said.
The young hedgehog shook her head. "No. When The Prince overthrows The King, he calls upon the Power of Chaos. When that happens, there is always a trade."
"What kind of trade?"
"Lord Shadow became horrid. He had traded all that was left of his humanity, his soul for the power to kill his father. In the process, however, he became far worse than his father had ever been. He destroyed a whole town of innocents for absolutely no reason at all. He single handedly murdered a group of our own kind's children for playing in his throne room. He lured a small child into his lair and killed her after she played with the items in his room." The woman clucked her tongue, shaking her head. "Mmm, mmm," she mumbled.
Sonic was cold, and could not imagine Shadow in the way she described him. "What did he look like?" he asked.
She didn't look too happy. "Well, I have a portrait that was done of him. Look at this picture as I tell you his long, pain filled story," she said, handing him a parchment so old it nearly crumbled in his hands.
It was Shadow, but his eyes were a dreaded gold, in slits like that of a cat. His fangs drooped lower than his lips, his face twisted into a feral snarl. Darkness swarmed around his lithe form as the ebony creature glared at whoever was doing this. It looked like he was about to attack.
Sonic was fazed by his glowing golden eyes, though. He had seen them on some of the others, like Blaze, Silver, and even the old lady who was staring at him now.
She smiled. "Let me explain, um..." she said, looking for a name.
"Sonic," he said. "Sonic the hedgehog!" Those were his favorite three words.
The woman gave a confused look at his enthusiasm, but continued. "It's very hard to explain, but Shadow used this power called Chaos. When a Vampire turns, they still have their human soul. Usually it dies after the hundredth year, but Shadow's hadn't died until his battle with his father two hundred years ago. The trade the Chaos took from him was the trade of his life for the freedom of his people."
Sonic was quiet. Shadow seemed like a good ruler, still...
"When he turned, his fiancé, Rouge, was only... hmmm... ten years into her life as a vampire. I think it scared her to see Shadow like that. She was a very smart girl – not that I'm saying she isn't now- but was convinced that she could find the 'cure' for her love. She read every book she could find on Chaos, spending every hour in Shadow's library. It took her one hundred years to find it, but she found an ancient ritual to bring back the soul. She didn't care for the Vampire side of Shadow, you see. She only cared for the soul inside of the Vampire's body, the one who fed her and took care of her.
"She had taken great care to do this, however, for when the Vampire gains control, he does not like to give it back. Especially the King.
"She had locked him in the library, and at every door stood Shadow's creations, who also wished for their old kind Leader. She began to recite the spell, and Shadow did not like this. Many attacks were tired on her, but finally the magic began to work. Shadow had fallen.
"Seven nights later, a very confused King woke up, asking which century it was," she chuckled. She stared at Sonic for a moment. "This marks the date at which he had fallen two hundred years ago. The Guards worry that this might mean that the Vampire had attacked again," she sighed. (She had been talking the whole time)
Sonic was silent, which was a first for him. "Can… Can I see him?" he asked; voice barely audible.
"Follow me," she said, hobbling to the back. "And the name's Amma."
"… Oh. Okay. Amma," he said with a smirk, following the young hedgehog into a hall behind the office.
The room was gigantic. It had rows beyond rows of coffins lined up. The room looked like an ill lit cave, and only had a few lanterns every twenty or so coffins apart.
"Stay close to me, kiddo," she whispered. "They get all crazy when they wake up."
Sonic went pale; his heart –which only beat once every five minutes now –was rather loud at the moment.
The young hedgehog had red fur, golden eyes, and a sweet smile. But as of now, she looked like she was trying hard to remember something.
"What's wrong?" asked Sonic, willing to help.
"Well…" she murmured. "This is quite embarrassing, but I forgot where I put Shadow," she said sheepishly.
"You're kidding, right?" Sonic asked, dumbstruck. "You managed to lose your King?"
Amma giggled. "It wasn't intentional," she laughed. "Hmm…" she mumbled, lifting up a lid. "Not this one… Nope…. Let me try again… DEFINITELY NOT~! … Maybe I should get a map, or find the tour guide…"
At this rate, Sonic would be as old as she was.
"How About the gold one sitting on the big rock over there?" he suggested.
"Ah! Yes~! That one! Keep your eyes on it while I go fetch my hiking gear," she hummed.
"Or…" Sonic growled, annoyed, "I can just carry you up."
Amma blinked. "Oh yes! Or we could do that!" she agreed.
'Stupid old lady…' Sonic thought irritably. He was hungry, sleepy, and Amma just didn't shut up.
Finally, they made it to the top of the rock and Amma stared down at the keyboard, putting a finger on her chin. "Now I know I know the password…" she mumbled aimlessly.
Sonic swore right then and there that he would find the cure to amnesia one day.
"Oh, it is KING! I remember now," she beamed.
"King? What kind of stupid password is that?" Sonic demanded.
"Well, it's better than PASSWORD," she said, acting as if this were obvious. "That would just be stupid."
"Yeah, real stupid," he muttered. "And I thought Vampires don't go all modern."
"That's only the King and Queen," she said, wrestling with the lock. She planted her feet on the lid before giving it another tug. "They just refuse to get on with the times, groovy cat," she grunted.
'Groovy Cat?' Sonic wondered. 'Since when is that modern?' Looking at Amma, he moved her feet from the lid, placing them on the side so that it swung open with ease. Amma went flying with the pressure she gave to the lid.
"I'm okay!" she called, but the only thing Sonic saw where her legs sticking out from the wall in which she had collided with.
He rolled his emerald eyes as he opened up the coffin, and looked at Shadow.
Shadow's muzzle was no longer a pasty apricot color. It was pale white. He looked like a ghost as he rested there. His breath was a hollow, raspy sound. His quills were the same, but the red stripes dull, the outline gold. Something was wrong here. Slowly, black lids struggled to lift.
"What the… Where the hell am I?" Shadow wondered aloud. His dull crimson eyes looked around. A line of gold outlined the irises. "Sonic? Why are there three of you?"
Sonic laughed lightly at this. "Here, he said, lifting Shadow up. "Let me bring you back to your bedroom."
Shadow swayed from side to side when he was put on his feet. He looked like he was bout to either pass out or vomit. He leaned into Sonic for support, muttering, "I was so sure I was in my room… This has to be a dream."
Sonic helped Shadow walk down the stairs, hands resting gently on Shadow's thin waist. Shadow hated being so helpless, but shut up about it because he didn't want to be ditched inside here.
"Where are we?" he asked.
"The infirmary," Sonic answered with a smirk.
"… We have an infirmary?" he asked.
"You've lived here for over eight hundred years and you didn't know that?" asked Sonic. Was it oblivious day or something?
"I don't make it a habit to get myself hurt, and I can repair myself," Shadow grumbled defensively, the gold in his eyes glinting. "Besides, I'm usually not in the palace. I make myself stay at my other home."
"You mean our other home," Sonic corrected cockily. "You said so the other day."
Grumbling was heard from the other.
"Aw, c'mon," Sonic cooed. "You know you love me."
"Define 'Love,'" Shadow mumbled.
Amma wobbled over to him. "Oh yeah, help the King, but not the old Lady," she chuckled.
Shadow arched an eye ridge.
"This is Amma," Sonic introduced. Amma curtsied, her long red dress billowing out.
Shadow looked bored, but nodded. "Thank you for your services, Nurse. I will let Rouge stop by here to repay you," he said. His black lids began to droop. "Ah…. Now if you'll excuse me, I must leave before I end up sleeping on your floor…"
"Strange," Amma interrupted. "You are not as cruel as our King must be, correct?"
Shadow straightened. "That is none of your business, he snarled, letting a hiss leave with pathetic restraint.
Sonic elbowed Amma. "Hey, be polite," he muttered.
Amma smiled at him beatifically. "Anything for you," she giggled.
Sonic stepped back nervously, clinging to Shadow. "I'll see you later… maybe…" he muttered.
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Shadow was resting in his large king sized bed, reading a book and watching the embers crack and sizzle in the fireplace. His lower half was under the soft, silk sheets of the bed. His eyes were trained on the text, reading over the words with an incredible speed. The girl in the book was sitting, staring out over the horizon, terribly oblivious to the man stalking her in the shadows. He lifted his knife, prepared to attack…
And the Shadow felt pressure on his lips. He froze, but relaxed when he found out who it was.
Rouge had caught him unprepared for once.
"Hey, sugar," she greeted teasingly.
"Hello."
"That's it? No 'how are you' or 'How was your day dear?' I used to love it when you teased me with the latter," she giggled.
Shadow looked at Rouge up and down. She was wearing a see through nightgown, but Shadow did not look as impressed as he once would have been. As a six hundred year old –nearing seven hundred –it would have meant a few hours with the door locked. As a seven hundred year old, Shadow would allow himself to be with her if that was what she wished.
Now it did not interest him in the least.
"How was your day, dear?" he asked, imitating the goofy voice he had preformed to her about a hundred years ago.
She giggled again, coming to rest next to him. "Anything you want to do?" she asked suggestively.
Shadow looked at her blankly.
"Anything?"
"Not particularly."
She sweat dropped. She was getting nowhere.
"You don't do anything with me anymore," she complained.
Shadow shrugged.
"Please," she begged. "Something. Even a kiss."
Shadow complied. He grunted as he lifted her into his lap. He gently placed his lips on hers, doing as she wished. She wrapped her arms around his neck, looking into the eyes of her fiancé, who was emotionless. She tried to ignore the golden glint, but shivered against her valiant efforts. When she had finally managed to pry his mouth open with his own, he started to push her away. She frowned, but understood when he winced, holding his temples.
"Ah… the darker side of my soul curses me," he groaned. Rouge gave him a dry look. "What?" Another look. "Okay! I feel like shit right now, you happy? The children of this generation speak such foul words. In my day, my creator would have rinsed out my mouth with soap," he recalled, snout crinkling at the memory.
Rouge laughed. "Lighten up, Shadow."
"Lighten up? What is this 'lighten up?' I would rather not be glowing, thank you very much," Shadow grumbled, shifting uncomfortably underneath the blankets.
"It means be happy for once," Rouge chuckled.
Shadow watched her carefully. "I know that you are disappointed with me," he said quietly. "But you must understand that my… transformation… has altered me in many ways. I am still the rebellious teenager who loves you," he said softly.
Rouge had tears –venom –in her eyes. "Oh, Shadow, I'm sorry for being so selfish!" she sobbed.
"As you said, 'lighten up.'"
She looked out the window. "Oh! It's already night! I have to go out and get my wedding dress," she said quickly, praying that Shadow wouldn't detect the false note in her voice.
Shadow shrugged. "Be back soon," he sighed.
He watched the colors flow out and grab Rouge as she opened the door, releasing her from the coffin.
"I hate it when you two do that, you know," Sonic grumbled, coming out from the darkest corner in the room, carrying a large stack of books.
Shadow chuckled. He beckoned Sonic forward with his index finger, letting the blue hedgehog set the books down before climbing in bed with the raven fur.
Sonic kissed Shadow with a moan.
"I missed you too," Shadow whispered -his voice soft like velvet.
"Can we talk later?" Sonic asked in a growl. "You had no idea how horrible it was to see you two sit there and… you know what? Fuck it…" he growled, pushing the thought aside. He ravished the other's lips brutally.
'It's a good thing I don't need to breathe,' Shadow thought flatly. He returned the kiss, however, with a teasing bite to Sonic's bottom lips.
Emerald eyes widened before a shaky moan was released through peach lips. Shadow took advantage of this, snaking his tongue into Sonic's mouth. Sonic just purred happily.
Hormones of the youth seemed to be Shadow's weapon.
Shadow's crimson eyes locked with Sonic's half lidded emerald. He did love Sonic, much like he had loved Rouge. He was worried that that these feelings would fade, though, and right now he was clinging to the small bit of sanity he had left. He didn't know what he'd do if Sonic left…
Sonic's fingers intertwined with Shadow's. If they were that kind of couple, they'd do that more often… but they weren't. So Sonic took advantage of it whenever he could.
Shadow moved his free hand to cup Sonic's face as the younger closed his eyes. Their lips melded in unison, and Sonic's stomach felt like… butterflies weren't right… Like a whole group of college kids were dancing like wild in there.
Finally, Shadow pulled away. Looking at Sonic's disappointed face, he chuckled. "I love you," he whispered.
Sonic blinked. This was the first time Shadow had ever said that to him. His smile was a cocky and triumphant one, which meant Shadow had done his job right.
"Really?" the azure pelt asked. "You do?"
"I do not lie."
Sonic nuzzled his face into Shadow's white tuft of fur. "I don't deserve you," he murmured, his hand tightening around Shadow's. A devilish light flashed in his eyes. "But that doesn't mean I don't want you."
Shadow moved his other hand to gently stroke Sonic's quills. His eyes wandered over to the pile of books Sonic brought in.
"How was your time in the library?" he asked, biting back a smirk.
Sonic scowled, playing with the dark maroon sheets. "I got lost like eight times! I don't know how you get around there," he sighed, shaking his head.
"I told you to only go straight or backwards. The walls move," Shadow said, face blank.
"What kind of library is that, anyway?" he questioned. Emerald eyes rolled. I went through one of the tunnels, and it didn't come up where I expected."
"Where did it go? They always change."
"I ended up in some old lady's dressing room, man! Do you know what torture I was put through? I saw old lady butt!" he wailed. "I think I'm blind!"
Shadow chuckled lightly. "I told you not to go through the tunnels," he murmured. He caught Sonic's ear between his ungloved fingers, rubbing soothingly. His head was pounding, but he tried to ignore it.
Sonic purred, resting on Shadow's side. "But when you tell me not to, I have to. It's in my handbook." There was that angelic grin again.
Shadow rolled his eyes. "Well, the books are better than Rouge's," he sighed with a frown. "I just don't understand why these females like this book 'Twilight' so much." He held the book in his hand before chucking it into the fireplace. "Makes nice firewood, though," he observed.
"Don't be so cruel."
The two sat in silence, just watching the fire. Shadow's eyes grew dark and clouded for a moment before he pulled Sonic up to give him a gentle kiss. It ended up like before, Shadow's hand trailing a fiery path down Sonic's side before abruptly stopping. Sonic grunted, impatient.
Shadow looked up in amusement.
"Shall I continue?"
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You guys can decide. I'm stopping the chapter here.
Shadow: … wow… They're going to hate you Roxie.
Sonic: Why'd you stop it there? *groans*
To make people want to read more of it. Duh!
Shadow: this is pathetic. Who reads this?
People.
Sonic: … that's your elaborate answer?
*nods*
Sonic: …
Sonic and Shadow: Roxie says she's sorry for the delay. As of now, she is working on two other stories, and says she'll be back soon. Review, people.
It boosts my self esteem! MWAHAHAHA!
Shadow: Chaos, don't leave us with her…
Review!