A/N: Here is another chapter of DCT. Sorry that this one is a little short compared to last chapter and nothing really happened, seeming is it was the same time period as the last chapter and didn't move the plot forward but I wanted to further flesh out Sonic and his character and his side of the early events before rushing in to the story and trying to develop him later. Don't worry however because the next chapter will have some action so stay tuned :) Enjoy

Chapter 4:

Inner Demons

Sonic sprinted home as fast as he could, barely listening as his father yelled at him to get to the dinner table.

"Not feeling well, going to bed," he called out as he raced up the stairs. He heard his dad grunt angrily, taking another swig of his beer, before slamming the door shut and diving under his sheets.

'What just happened?' he thought to himself. 'Tails loves me?' A million thoughts raced through his head. A million questions. How? Why? When? But one question his mind kept settling back on is 'do I love him?'

Sonic had never really thought about it. Ever since that day at the park over 5 years ago, Tails had been his little buddy. His best friend. The person he could always rely on and the one person who he always felt comfortable with no matter what the circumstance or situation. They had been inseparable, closer than brothers. Sonic had never even thought about him in any other way. If feelings had started to grow inside of him, he never really thought about it or dismissed it instantly.

He thought about Tails, his little buddy. Suddenly, instead of the normal way he pictured his fox friend, something seemed different. He seemed cuter, smarter, and lovelier. His mind seemed to stop at Tails' face. His cute, frilly white muzzle. The three bangs that were always neatly combed out from the top of his head. The pilot goggles that he seemed to always wear that, although many of the other kids made fun of him, Sonic always loved. Finally, his cyan/blue eyes that seemed to shimmer like a beautiful tropical bay. How had he never noticed Tails this way before?

'NO!' his mind shouted. 'Chaos will look down upon you! You like girls! You like Amy!'

Sonic shuddered when he thought this. That pink hedgehog who constantly stalks him and tries to kiss him can't take a hint. He liked her as a friend, and would never like her more. Then again, now that he thought about it, most girls in his class who didn't already have a boyfriend were in love with him. It was slightly unfair on his kitsune friend. The girls all laughed at him for his two tailed deformity but they fell in love with Sonic's cobalt fur deformity. Yet his speed, his unimaginable speed, strength and fitness, along with his confident attitude was the selling point for most of the girls. Now that he thought about it more thoroughly, he never really liked any girl that way. All the other guys would constantly talk about the girls they liked but Sonic had never felt about anybody that way. He was happy just being friends with everybody.

Everybody except Tails, apparently. He thought back to the kiss, the wonderful, unimaginable kiss. Why did it feel so good? Sonic licked his lips, moving his tongue through his mouth to taste the remnants of Tails' saliva, enjoying its distinct taste.

'Stop that now!' his mind shouted again. Every time he began to give in to his newly discovered feelings, his logical reasoning stepped in. Sonic never realized that he harbored these feelings for his best friend but after that kiss, his heart began to understand the truth about his feelings for the golden fox.

Sonic began to feel faint. The room began to spin and suddenly, without warning, he leant over the side of his bed and vomited up his lunch from that day. 'Was that because of the kiss?' his mind thought, trying to convince his heart that it is wrong. He couldn't take this inner battle between his head and heart any longer. It was tearing him up inside.

Even his food wanted to escape the battle field and war that was raging inside of him. This civil war was too much for the teenage hedgehog. His senses slowly began to fail him as his sickness grew inside of him. His smell failed as his sinuses filled with mucus. His eyes watered and his sight began to fail. Sound became muffled and his tongue grew dry. The damages of his inner war started to show in big ways but luckily, his weakness attacked his body and allowed him to fall into the warm and inviting realm of slumber.

The harsh rays of the sun streamed through the open window, casting its morning heat on Sonic's face. The brightness burned his retinas and he turned over, putting a hand over his face in an attempt to block out the unwelcome light.

"Time for school darling, get up," his mother called from downstairs. Sonic tried to answer but couldn't, his mouth sore and swollen. "You are not pulling a sickie on me again!" his mother retorted, knowing full well that Sonic usually tried to fake sick to avoid test days. "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me 12 times and I get fed up. You're going to scho…" she began to rant when she saw Sonic.

He looked horrible. His eyes were red and many black bags were sagging underneath them. His face drained of all colour, looking a sickly white shade, similar to that of a ghost. His mother rushed in and placed the back of her hand on his forehead. He was hot. Very hot.

"You have quite a temperature, I guess there really is no school for you today. Sleep tight, I'll make my special soothing tea," she said softly and then retreated out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar so the loud noise of the lock mechanism clicking shut wouldn't hurt his head.

"I…I'm sorry Tails," he spoke softly before drifting off into his dreams again.

The day flew by as the fluffy white clouds danced in the cold, winter sky of the late November days. Sonic woke frequently to indulge in many warm gulps of his mother's herbal tea. He didn't know how she made it but it seemed to be doing the trick. Slowly his sinuses cleared up, his eyes stopped watering and his throat cleared up.

Late afternoon finally rolled around and the sun began to sink into the horizon. Sonic sat up and stumbled into the shower. He was an aquaphobic (meaning he had an irrational fear to water) and although he knew it couldn't hurt him, he couldn't swim and felt horrible submerged in liquid in which he can't run around and be free. He shuddered, wishing he didn't have to be he smelt horrible and needed to cleanse his sapphire fur.

The warm water ricocheted off of his spiky quills, flattening them back down against his back. He brushed a hand, filled with shampoo, through the quills before ruffling them back into their specific places once he got out and began drying himself off. Although he spent many minutes each morning getting ready and working on his appearance, it was important to his image to make it look like he put no effort into it. He looked at his watch, 7:15 it read. He quickly rushed downstairs, ate breakfast, thanked his mum for everything and said he was going to rush over to Tails' place to get the homework from the school day. This was odd behavior for any teenager, but especially for Sonic but his mother was just glad that he was finally paying attention to his studies.

"Back before 9," she sighed as he raced out of the house and into the cold, night. Snow flurried through the air as he sprinted down the street, passing their favourite park on the way to Tails' house. As he ran, a small demon and angel seemed to appear on each shoulder. However, in this case, the angel appeared to take the form of his friend Tails' whereas the demon took the form of his dead beat father, Vector.

'What am I doing? This is madness,' he thought to himself.

'You love him, who cares what others think. Follow your heart,' the angel said.

'Yeah, if you want to be an outcast. Do you want all your friends and family to hate you for being gay? They will probably throw you out of town and you will be killed for trespassing into another communities boarders!' the demon retorted, smirking as he knew he was right.

'Curse the stupid war,' Sonic said, slowing his pace as he saw Tails' house coming up quickly.

'Happiness and love are their own reward,' the angel spoke.

'You don't love him! You just think you do because that idiot kissed you. He is your friend and nothing more. Chaos will rain his fury down upon you if you go along with this stupid plan,' the demon yelled, getting more frustrated because Sonic didn't turn around.

"Enough!" Sonic yelled, swiveling his head around to see if anybody saw him out late, yelling at seemingly nobody. He brushed away the demon who cursed Sonic's name as he dissipated into the air. 'Love conquers all,' he thought to himself.

The snow fall began to pick up as he stood outside his best friend, his new loves house. It settled around him as he took deep breaths, deciding if he really wanted to do this.

'This is something I need to do. I love him for Chaos' sake! Who cares if he is my best friend? Who cares if he is a guy? All I know is Tails doesn't care, and neither do I!'

Sonic bent down and picked up a small pebble, hurling it at Tails' window. Nothing. He threw another, and then flung another. Still nothing. Sonic began to get frustrated. He tried picking up a larger rock and tossed it at the window. The curtains slowly parted and he saw the golden kitsune, standing at the window looking out, rubbing his eyes. He looked like an angel in disguise, standing there so tired and innocent.

Sonic saw Tails rush away from the window and heard faint footsteps coming towards the door. His hear beat and pulse suddenly began to race. Could he really do this? 'I could just run away now and pretend Tails had just dreamt this. I'm fast enough that I could leave before he opened the door.' His breathing escalated and turned from slow, controlled breaths to sharp, inconsistent ones. He was really going to do this! Before he could let his second thoughts ruin the moment, the door was flung open and the young fox slipped out into the street.

"What are you doing here, Son…" but before he could finish his question, Sonic grabbed tails and pressed his lips tightly against Tails'. His lips tasted just as good as they did yesterday. Sonic knew immediately that he loved Tails. It just felt… right.

Sonic could feel the body of his friend shudder. He hoped it was because of the kiss and not because of the cold winds that whipped the fur of the two friends as they embraced each other. Sonic pulled apart finally and whispered into Tails' ear, "Me too, I do love you Tails." Sonic quickly turned and sprinted away, back to his house before Tails could say anymore.

He raced upstairs and dived under the covers. He couldn't help or hide the gigantic smile that crept its way onto his face. He sighed as he fell back on the bed and pulled the covers up nice and tight, wishing they were Tails' arms. "See you tomorrow buddy, my little prince," he whispered to himself as he closed his eyes and relinquished himself to the many wondrous dreams of Tails that flooded his mind that night.

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