((( YAAAY! I'm BAAAACK! Since you were all wubulus and nice and love me and reviewed, I decided to continue this ficlet with GUSTO! Indeed.
See, I was attempting to continue the Shady fic since I guess people liked that too… but I was pressured into lemons, I was. I wouldn't do it. Nope. I'm not a pedophile and Maria doesn't seem like the random-fuck type. I just couldn't do that to her. ….. ok, those of you giving me strange looks will have to go read "Sweet Reveries." Whatever. I'm continuing this.
Sonic: -sad sigh- oh well. I was free for a little while. –bends over, grimaces- just get it over with.
Knux: -evil chao grin- shaddap. You'll enjoy it.
S: be gentle?
K: ….no.
Shadow: -camcorder in hand, looking much too pleased- I'm going to sell this on the internet.
K: what? Grapes?
S: ahh, grapes. I missed that. Now I remember what I see in you! –huggles, awwh-
Sh: -shuts off cam- on second thought, I think I'm going to retch.
A: ANYWAY! >3 I had this idea knocking around for a bit. I've decided to divulge it. In your next review, post a question to your favorite Sonic Universe char. Since I'm not in any particular universe per se, you can go ahead and ask whomever you like, and they'll retort with whatever comes to mind.
Eggman: no, I will not give anybody a lap dance.
All: …………. O.o;;;
A: Mind you I originally wanted it to be an "Ask Shadow" thingamajig, but I can't show favoritism, no matter how much he bribes me with hot hedgie sex.
Sh: -rubs suggestively- I'll convince you eventually…. Strip. Now.
A: O.O wow, okaaaythen. Getting off track there… just disregard. I'm taking metabolism pills.
S: e.e and crack, apparently.
A: ONWARD!
(disclaimer, Gamegirl2 and whatnot, republicans can go to hell, I don't own Sonic, but the government owns my pancreas.)
Chapter Five- My Seraph
The rain had begun to fall again… the house was silent aside from the soft patter against the windows. Soft sobbing could be heard from his bedroom.
Suddenly, a fist burst through a wall, the echidna could now be seen through the gaping hole, hyperventilating, face drenched in tears.
He grasped at his tendrils, looking to the ceiling, coughing another sob before beginning to pace some more.
He tripped slightly over something, hearing it slosh as a result. He picked it up, clearing his vision of tears with the other hand, and seeing it to be the tequila Sonic had indulged himself in the night before.
He bit his lip, feeling the pain afresh.
'if only…if only you hadn't passed out, damn you…. this wouldn't be happening….'
He uncorked it and drew deeply, the satisfying sting of the liquor soothing his distress a bit.
-o-
Sonic, as most of us must do, had immersed himself in his own little world to escape from reality. When times got rough and there was nothing he could do about it, he did what came most naturally.
He ran.
He had dropped the bag some miles back, he couldn't remember. He didn't care. No idea where he was going. Didn't care much about that either.
He let the rain pelt his body like a thousand aqueous nails, arms outstretched, eyes shut. Instinct took over naturally…. In dire times, it often did. Never when he wanted it, but always when he needed it.
He didn't even consider stopping. His well of everlasting energy never seemed to run dry… but his physical body had physical limits. The pain was gone from him in his state of numbness to tangible reality, but his limbs just wouldn't take the torture any longer. He slowed; feet becoming increasingly heavy… then sank to the ground on his knees, gasping, tears mingling with the rain against sodden fur.
The blood diffused a transparent pink in the puddle he knelt in. The gash in his side had begun to pucker, the blood and mud trickling down with the rain. As he looked wearily skyward, he began to feel the cool drops, then slowly… gradually… the agony…
-o-
Even in his half-drunken stupor, his sensitive ears still picked up the faint cry…. the scream of utter anguish. The sound a soul makes as it sinks into the Stygian river.
The bottle slid from his hand. He stared out the window, in the direction of that sound… that agonizing wail… the helplessness of it…
His eyes, widened and reddened from tears, took on a pained countenance. He clutched at his marked chest, drawing a gasp.
"Oh God….. Sonic…"
He rose quickly, bolting for the door. But, as God may have heard him, he was granted a moment of coherence- in which he ran back to his room, grabbing the large first-aid kit from under his bed. He then dashed into the rain, letting the door slam against a wall and remain ajar.
-o-
Instinct took over again. Unfortunately, he hated it when this certain event occurred against his will. He slowly and defensively tucked into a ball on his side in the gathering puddle. The pain…. the pain, though…. it was hard to breathe…. let alone think clearly. He shivered violently in spasms of agony, now seeing only those smoldering violet eyes. The hatred…. the evil in those eyes in that moment of conflict. The inner turmoil that then was unclear but now was evident. It frightened him. It was as if he were still in the beast's grasp…. as if those barbs were still against his ribcage…. He whimpered, clenching his eyes shut and tucking more tightly into his fetal ball, grasping his side.
The footfalls fell unheard on his flattened ears. It wasn't until he felt the vibrations that the pointed ears flicked forward, hearing his approach.
In his delirium, he thought he saw a demon, in looking up. His green eyes went wide with terror, and he coughed a gasp, choking as his body tried to hyperventilate.
"Sonic!"
"nn-…no…ooo…"
He hadn't the energy to crawl away. All he could do was tuck back into that little defensive ball, sobbing.
He shuddered against his touch, quills flaring and quaking violently.
Knuckles sat back as he had kneeled, catching his breath. He set the kit down next to him, pulling out the quills that had stuck in his thick glove. He hadn't expected this, but he wasn't surprised.
"Sonic… I'm Sorry…. Look… I…" he sighed heavily, running a hand over his tendrils while trying to find the right words. 'shouldn't have fuckin' drank….'
"I didn't mean it. I mean… I meant what I said…. That last thing…. But I didn't mean to hurt you. Ok, maybe I meant to hurt you but not this bad…. And I didn't really WANT to…"
'none of this is coming out right…'
"Can you hear me?
He leaned over, trying to find his face under the daunting barricade of quills. He grazed a hand along his forehead when he found it, stroking one of his ears as they were flattened against his head.
The quills began to fall back to their relaxed state, and the ball visibly loosened slightly.
"Yeah…. Words aren't going to mean a lot right now… especially from me… so…"
He slid an arm around his waist, turning him over and gently laying him flat on his back, resting his head in his lap. The poor boy had fallen too deep into unconsciousness at this point to stop him, so he just gazed up at him with unseeing, dilated emerald eyes.
"We gotta get you out of the rain."
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The new structure around the Altar was the closest refuge, and the glowing warmth that was the Emerald's Aura helped to soothe the pains, physical and symposious.
He was able to clean, dry and dress the various wounds… he did so gingerly, feeling somewhat intrusive by the prolonged contact with the various parts of his body.
Though he savored it in the same way a child savors a forbidden sweet… feeling the guilt but indulging anyway, leaving the shame for afterwards.
He let his hands wander the still, warm flesh… letting his bare fingers glide through that silky-soft fur… it was a while before he realized he'd finished applying the bandages some time ago. He blushed to himself, clearing his throat and standing,
He turned to his sparkling responsibility, watching it turn slowly in its eternal levitation. He sighed softly, feeling some of his woes dissipate in the relaxing ambience. He looked back suddenly as he heard something graze the ancient stone behind him.
There were those eyes. So alike to the beauteous, chatoyant luster of his first love, the Gem, he found himself staring. Basked in the green glow, the blue only looked more vibrant, the curves of his slender frame more graceful…
At first, the wide, faceted eyes were full of fear, as they took in the powerful silhouette of the demon he saw in his recent nightmare…. But when his gaze met the Guardian's…. when he saw the halo of light around him….he realized he was instead in the presence…. of his guardian seraph.
"….hey."
"hey."
And all they could do was stare for a few moments. Finally, Sonic had to shift his weight from his bad side as he was still on the ground, and the eye contact was broken.
Knuckles moved to help him into a sitting position, and he knelt by his side, looking worriedly over his wounds for any recent bleeding.
Sonic stopped his fervent search with a hand to his cheek, smiling softly through his pain.
"I'm fine."
The echidna lowered his head a little in shame. "I'm sorry about all this. I never meant-"
His apology was cut off by a kiss.
He moaned lightly; melted into the soft, wet caress, pulling him closer gently.
The moment was ruined again when, in sliding his rough hands along the younger's body, he nudged the large bandage, causing him to gasp a breath in pain.
"sorry, sorry…"
He only growled softly in reply. Knuckles smirked at the flat glare he was receiving.
"I'm going to be hearing about this for a while, aren't I?"
"If it scars, you can count on it."
"It won't. Here…"
He helped him to his feet, guiding him closer to the Emerald.
He pulled him close, smirking again as he grinded slightly, removing the large dressing, placing his large hand along the laceration. He touched his other hand to the Gem.
Sonic shivered as a warm, intense tingly sensation washed over him…. the pain subsided.
In examining his wound, he found it to be gone.
"Wow… I didn't think it would work that well…" Knux admired. "I must be getting better."
Sonic grinned, a devious idea striking him.
With renewed vehemence, he shoved him against the Emerald, kissing him deeply. The sensation returned, making his fur and quills (AN- and probably other things) rise from the energy it caused…
Knuckles emitted a sound of shock and painful surprise at this, pushing away from the Gem quickly.
"No."
"No?"
"You don't understand…. That's like sticking a live wire in water….. ehh…" he looked to the ceiling, trying to think of how to explain. "if I get… excited…. the Emerald puts out more energy. Too much energy and I sizzle."
Sonic cocked an eyebrow. "I make you… 'excited'?"
He blushed. "Yes. Thought that was obvious by now."
"How about me, then?"
"What? You?"
He backed against the hot surface, but felt nothing.
"It doesn't work like that…. Here…"
He pressed against the hedgehog, nuzzling lightly before touching a hand to the Gem again. Sonic jumped, squeaking.
"wooo. That was fun…."
It was Knux's turn to grin with devious thoughts. He hiked the blue legs around his waist suddenly, grinding hard as he ravaged his mouth with a wanting kiss, a hand against the emerald for support…
He giggled into his mouth as he saw the wide-eyed look, quills standing on end.
"Too much?"
"No…. more…"
He gazed into those eyes… burning with desire…
"You sure?"
"….. yeah…. I want more…." came the breathy response. He pressed back with a little hip motion of his own.
That did it.
He pulled back, readjusting…. The excitement (accompanied by the jolts of energy from the Gem) had caused a bit of a leak (as it were…) and he teased his opening with the wetted tip….. he hesitated…
"You're sure you're sure?"
"Gawdamn you, ask me again and I'm making you the recvier."
"Shaddap."
And with that… he entered forbidden territory for the first time…..
((( and I think the chappy has gone on long enough. Don't worry, I'll be updating very soon. Like tomorrow or sometime next week (it's Friday). I just find that I get more reviews if I leave people hanging.
K: what are you talking about? Nothing's 'hanging' anymore.
S: boing.
Sh: you're SURE you guys are actually straight?
K: about as straight as the actors from " Brokeback Mountain"
Sh: OK, theyre gay.
A: PS- in case you really care, you can now see pics and other crap of/from me on the following page (note the spaces) please disregard the blog. PLEASE. I was depressed.
http / spaces. msn. com/ aeyviblueroom/
>3 I won't ask you to review since I know I'm going to get yelled at in a few moments for cliffhanging again… but peace to all and chao.