Without a doubt, Sonic was nervous. Raising from his seat and kneeling forward, waiting for Amy's hand, he was well aware of how dependant his future happiness was on this dance. Funnily, this song and the sways they would step to it held inexplicable power over their very lives, proving to be the determining point as to whether or not Amy would walk down the aisle to Sonic's hand or if she would walk out on this dance. Every second depended on the next four minutes of their lives. Sonic knew that missing a beat was not an option.

Amy was just as scared as he was; scared that something would happen, yet petrified that nothing would start. Truly, she wanted this to work out. She dearly hoped that they could start over and prayed that, by the end of the night, he was still willing to get back down on one knee. Because she loved him so much, loved how her heart beat rushed as he reached his hand out. She loved the butterflies flipping and somersaulting in her stomach as he pulled her from her seat. She loved how her muzzle heated up and how she shivered as a chill swam down her spine when he put his hand on her waist and pulled her into his arms. Yet, she was too torn. She had no idea whether she should listen to her heart or to her head, unsure whether this dance was worth all the heartbreak in the world.

Amy glanced up at him, her gaze questioning and sweetly unsure. He pulled her closer with an affectionate, affirmative smile as the instrumental introduction softened in the background and the singer's lovely voice echoed through the mike.

Is this the end of the moment,
Or just a beautiful unfolding,
Of a love that will never be,
Or maybe be?

Amy's guard was still up, but with every sung phrase her shield weakened slightly. Sonic truly did appear to be sincere, after all, his feverish gaze sinking back into hers. The way he looked at was just so…full of want.

Everything that I never thought could happen,
Or ever come to pass and,
I wonder if maybe,
Maybe I could be,
All you ever dreamed.

Really, Sonic had everything that Amy could ever possibly think of wanting, just as she possessed everything he could ever need. Every single aspect of each other were the qualities the other person admired the most. If they could be anyone else, it would be each other, and to such a way their personalities molded and fitted each other instead, creating a better sort of oneness. Together, their personalities rounded perfectly, complimenting each other and building each other up. Their relationship was as perfect as they could imagine. Amy could see that.

Cause you are,
Beautiful inside,
So lovely and I,
Can't see why I'd,
Do anything without you, you are.
And when I'm not with you,
I know that it's true,
That I'd rather be,
Anywhere but here without you.

Did he realize that, she wondered? Did he truly and honestly believe that she was the potential partner of his for the rest of eternity, one he would be more than happy to face the world with, and to love and to cherish forever. Did he love her? She looked up at him, feeling his quickened heartbeat through their entwined fingers.

Maybe…he did?

Is this a natural feeling?
Or is it just me bleeding,
All my thoughts and dreams,
In hope that you will be with me, or,
Is this a moment to remember,
Or just a cold day in December?

Oh! but who was she kidding? She loved him! Wasn't that enough all along? She knew what she wanted, and what she wanted was him! Just spending a second by his side was enough to make her feel as though she were flying. Even if it were not to last a lifetime, at least that moment when they would be pronounced man and wife would be a glorious memory. She HAD to listen to her heart! She could not live life regretting and wondering what could have been. This would commence their future, together. She would let it. And so would he.

I wonder if maybe,
Maybe I could be,
All you ever dreamed, cause you are,
Beautiful inside,
So lovely and I,
Can't see why I'd,
Do anything without you, you are.
And when I'm not with you,
I know that it's true,
That I'd rather be,
Anywhere but here without you.

The band broke into an eight bar instrumental, where the guitar went from a soft, easy acoustic to a crescendo melody of its own, followed by the other instruments harmoniously. Amy looked up and smiled at Sonic, and he smiled back, because he could see in her eyes that he had finally won her over and, finally, everything would be alright. The music playing loud, Sonic was overcome with such inexplicable happiness that he was unable to contain his overpowering emotions, clasping his hand behind Amy's neck and pushing his lips onto hers. He was overcome with such unbearable excitement over the fact that the girl he loved, loved him back, and she was willing to accept it.

With his ecstatic actions, Amy had been able to see how wrong she'd been all along. She could see through his brightened eyes that what he claimed to have felt for her was, indeed, sincere. She could slap herself at the irony of it, because the poor guy had been going through so much just to convince her of the truth. Amy brought her arms around his neck happily, tears forming in her eyes. He loved her. He LOVED her! What a glorious feeling! It was such a beautiful, indescribable emotion that quenched their chests and dried their throats. Love was truly a remarkable and spectacular thing! They shared, together in the middle of the dance floor, their first, official, passionate kiss, one that would be carved into their memories for the rest of their lives. Their lips folded against each others' naturally, their touch soft and breath mingling. They broke away as the music softened, and the instruments died slowly as the singer completed another versse. Sonic and Amy paid no attention to it, though. There was just them in their dimension, nothing but their eyes, their touch, and their love. Nothing else mattered.

Is this the end of the moment,
Or just a beautiful unfolding,
Of a love that will never be,
For you and me?

Amy laughed happily and tightened her grip around him as the instruments joined again loudly. She rested her head on Sonic's chest with a smile, allowing his resonating heartbeat to match her own.

Cause you are,
You're beautiful inside.
You're so lovely and I,
Can't see why I'd do,
Anything without you, you are!
And when I'm not with you,
Yeah, I know that it's true,
That I'd rather be,
Anywhere but here without you!

The song demised into solo chords performed by the lone guitar, and finally the strumming ceased. The crowd clapped, but its sound did not touch Sonic and Amy. They remained in each others' embrace, oblivious to anything and everything apart from each other. This was the moment they would never forget, their mutuality being made know to each other having marked the day that started their forever, marking, indeed, a beautiful unfolding of what would come to be.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for never updating. I'm sorry for keeping you waiting like this. I'm sorry for putting so little effort into this. I'm sorry the chapter sucked like the last one. I'm sorry that I just cannot find the same motivation that started me off in the first place. I'm sorry sorry sorry sorry and SORRY! It's really not in my intentions to be so cruel, believe me! I just haven't found the time, nor the desire, to write this. So, forgive me for my lack of efforts. The last chapter, which is next, will be boring, most likely. I sincerely apologize. Really, I do.

Anyways, this is my first song fic. I don't like it.

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