Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. They all belong to their respective owners. This is rated M for a reason. This time for an entirely different reason.
As Tails was flying through the air, enjoying his freedom, as he should, he took another look at his watch. It was around 6:30, and he was nearing the apartment that Sonic had messily scribbled onto a piece of paper during his drunken stupor. So Tails had taken it upon himself to try to savor the air around him as he flew as much as he could. His dufflebag moved around his back idly, seemingly enjoying the air as well. He had wondered what could have been so important anyway, did Cream get a boyfriend? No, they would probably be more wary of the guy if anything, for Cream's sake. Maybe Amy had recently opened a restaurant or something. Whatever it was, it had to be important, enough so for Sonic to advise him to come.
Then a sour look came upon his face, no, Sonic, he wouldn't. He wouldn't call him to announce the death of someone, would he? He sure hoped not. He had to clear his face of his expression for a more happy one. He would have to stop thinking so negatively, it isn't good for his health, both physically and mentally. He had to shake his head a few time to get rid of the thought. He had left his flask at home, namely because he didn't want anyone to know his new 'problem'. It wasn't really a problem, now that he thought of it, he just wanted to forget for a bit.
Tails hopped of the yellow board on him and grabbed it into his arms at the same time. The vulpine looked at the messy handwriting 'apartmeant 34, Tails dont loose this, its emport-tant.' He chuckled at the numerous mistakes to himself, but as he was walking to the lobby, he almost tripped, causing a few of the people around him to stare at his mistake openly, "Fuck," Tails had cursed to himself. Embarrassed for a few seconds before his composure fell back onto his face. Miles slid the big lobby doors open and walked toward the man behind the desk, taking a moment to look around.
'this place is huge! Is Sonic sure that this isn't a hotel?' A sense of dread came upon him, hoping that he hadn't gone to the wrong address, he decided to ask the guy behind the counter who had a strict smile, for the customers, no less. "Hey, uh, is this place actually an apartment building?" The fox asked, taking a moment to look at the giant marble pillars and walls. "Why yes. Haven't you heard? Apartments shaped like hotels is the new fad!" The man gay-ly replied. When he meant gay-ly, he meant gay-ly as in homosexually. To be honest Miles didn't have a problem with that, but this guy was over the top. He was fine if you were gay, but that didn't mean you had to shove it in other people's faces.
"I see...well in that case, friends of mine are expecting me in room 34." The Prower had replied. "Sorry, sweetie. But you're gonna have to have more proof than that. You know, in case you're a crazy-psycho-bitch or something." He said it with such ease. Tails was now wary of the man, seeing as he developed a dark aura around him. "Alright then, I-" The vulpine was interrupted by another voice, "That guy's with me!" Tails looked behind him to find Jet, and Jet narrowed his eyes at the fox. 'What the fuck?' Why was Jet here? Wasn't Jet an enemy? Where were the two other that followed him constantly? All these questions and more flooded his head as he tried to understand and evaluate the situation. While Tails stood around trying to think the whole thing out, Jet stopped him before he short-circuited on the spot with a rude, rough shove. "Listen," The hawk started, "I don't like you, but Sonic and the others wanted to see you. Don't thank me because your ass could have stayed in the lobby with that weirdo for all I care." Wow, that sounded exactly like him, but darker, as in he sounded more antisocial? No, that wasn't the word. Oh yeah, emo. He sounded more emo.
"Thank-uh, no thank you." He stuttered. The Jet looked at him once more, scanning his body. "You're a tall fucker, aint' cha'?" Well trying to survive and grow up in a warzone due to the shit around you does that, or does it? "um, yeah." Miles replied once more. "Lucky for you, she likes tall bastards." This time, his voice was in some way, hurt, but also whispered, under his breath. He didn't catch it, "What?"
"Nothing." The hawk lied. Seemingly trying to pull the conversation away from him. Oh yeah, he had gained some height, making him a few feet taller than the Hawk. "What's in the bag?" He questioned and Tails paled. It contained some of his military equipment that he kept for 'safe keeping'. So he decided to try a joke, "I got me a few pounds of c4. It's to appro-pri-ate the pop-u-lation." He said the last few with meaningful and deliberate slowness, taking on a more redneck accent. The hawk chuckled a bit, "Hah, imagine that, Prower bombing the place." Miles had a painful headache when he said that, as other memories filled his head. He shook them away though, trying to keep his composure, it must be time for his pills.
They walked down the corridor, all the way to the end, and were found with the matching numbers, 34. "Yeah, they're in there. see ya." And with that, the hawk moved to the door next to his. "Where are you going?" Miles asked, confused. "To sleep." The hawk flipped him off and shut 'his' door. "Well, here it goes." The door opened slowly, as everyone was moving hastily around the room, doing something...important? Prower just shrugged his shoulders, the technician not really understanding what was going on. They all stared after he cleared his throat, "I'm home?" He questioned nervously. They stood like that for a second, soldier facing friends for a bit before- "Tails!" Cream had yelled. She immediately along with everyone else, glomped him, encompassing him in a lung-breaking hold of love. "Guys, can't breathe!" With that, they slowly piled off of him, giving him some room. They all laughed and he recieved many compliments on how tall or 'good looking' he was. As stated by Rogue.
Eventually, everyone started wrapping gifts and such. It was then that Tails realized what was so 'import-tant'. He immediately shrugged off his dufflebag, kneeling next to it, and unzipped it, looking for something he had that wasn't 'dangerous'. It was a few minutes after that he had found what he was looking for-Tails' favorite sprocket! He was sure that- that who wasn't here that he couldn't recall at the moment would like it, seeing as it came from him. He placed his dufflebag right next to the furthest wall from the door, trying to keep it hidden.
He wrapped a little tag around the tool, zip tying it, and placed it into a box with the little bow on top. As everyone else was doing the same thing, he began to write the; From: Tails To: You. Seeing as he didn't know who it was at the moment. As he finished that, he realized it was quiet, more so than before, with the occasional hushed whisper. 'What? Where'd they go?' realizing that everyone went to hide, he guessed that he should as well. So he did the only thing he could think of doing, behind the door. There was enough space, considering it was one of those doors you could swing all the way open.
As he listened closely, it seemed that the birthday person had just walked down the hall. But the footsteps were doubled, meaning two people. He began to get wary as the corners of his vision darkened, he started to get memories, memories of when he hid in the ceilings, or underneath beds, or behind doors. It seemed that no matter where he went, he was always forced to remember. It wasn't fun, that much he could tell from the aftermath, but it did give him a certain edge, where all his senses were heightened. But he had to remind himself that he was waiting for friends, not insurgents! So he did his best to control his breathing as the footfalls got closer.
The door slowly opened and two silhouettes took their positions in the front of the doorway. He slowly stepped toward them with a smile, going to yell the surprise when- "Watch out!" One of the voices had yelled and charged him, immediately he shrunk to that visage of a 16 year old boy who had taken it upon himself to clear out two houses of enemies. His scowl turned brighter in the dark as his eyes narrowed. He blocked the punch to his face, dropping low to a sweeping kick. It was a success, signaled by a 'thump', however, the being grabbed him from their fallen position, pulling him below them, but that wouldn't work as he immediately rolled them over as he put a hand against their chest to hold them down, using his other hand to collect their arms above their head. Success! He stopped them! Wait. The lights turned on, revealing a struggling Wave beneath him, not anymore as she saw who was above her, "Tails?" She questioned with surprise as one of her eyes widened. He immediately looked down, seeing as he was groping her chest, he gave a squeeze, once, twice, three times. He felt the texture of the mound as he was temporarily confused. Then he heard a noise, which was her moan/squeak at being fondled. He looked at the rest of them to realize he was straddling her, his left leg was rubbing against the middle of her thighs! She moaned some. He was openly groping her! The thought took some time to sink in as he looked at her flushed face, her half-lidded eyes, her pants of breath hitting his face. "U-um, Tails, could you, you know..." Her voice trailed off.
Immediately he jumped off her, as quickly as possible, trying to correct his mistake, "Wave? Oh Jesus. I am so sorry. I honestly didn't mean it." He kept apologizing while simultaneously helping her to her feet. She took some time to regain her composure. When that happened, she wanted to know something, "What are you doing here?" In Tails' ears he could have sworn that she was happy than upset, but he didn't dare reveal it. "Oh,-at that exact moment, everyone had decided to jump out and yell "surprise!" All of them flooding her with hugs. 'you guys can go burn in hell, after watching me do all that and embarrass myself, seriously guys, fuck off.' He ended his thought on that note, not particularly happy at their lack of intervention. He hid his anger behind that little smile of his. "What's going on?" She had asked and many answers were thrown in her face. All yelling indicated the reason for the visit. It was Wave's birthday, but why were they celebrating Wave's birthday? Not that he minded, but they never usually did things like this. He went over to his best friend, Sonic. When he got his attention, Sonic's smile was huge, more than normal. Miles' smile had turned to a frown, "Why are we celebrating her birthday?" He asked snappily, trying to be blunt to get the information out of him the quickest.
"She saved Sally's life." Wait, what? It seemed that in his short time of normalcy, he had gotten well acquainted with the two words. "I'll explain later." He answered, giving Miles a pat on his back with his huge ass smile. Oh, how he wanted to wipe it right off his face! But he calmed himself, laughing as Storm, the one who came in with her, flicked some of the cake they took out onto her nose. Her reaction basically said 'want to try that again?' It was in a joking manner, of course. They had celebrated with cake and he was surprised to hear that she was turning 21. When she received her piece of the treat, she slowly and shyly made her way over to him, looking at her cake. He could tell from the vibe that she was uncomfortable, when her curiosity-"What's up with the getup?" She asked right away, rudely interrupting the narrator. "I joined and served." Miles had quickly said trying to be polite. "You? Join? Really now?" He looked shocked at her. Why would he lie? She was wearing a smile though, obviously teasing, "Other than that, you sure got big." The swallow had stated, while others snickered at her phrasing of her statement, her glare shut them right up. Tails was embarrassed for a moment, deciding that he should apologize again, "Look, I'm real sorry, for, you know." The lump in his throat made it a bit hard to talk, but he had to do this-apologize. "Listen, Tails, it's fine. You know, um, just be careful." Wave was forgiving him? Awesome! His conscious wouldn't have to suffer from guilt! Wow, that sounded dark. But Tails wasn't going to let it end on a sour note, as he was going to do some of his own teasing, "If that's the case, maybe I should do this type of thing a lot more often." Wave's eyes shot up to his, her blush unhidden. "As if, you wouldn't be able to handle me." She cockily responded, "Well from the looks of pure ecstasy I got from earlier, I think I'll be fine." She gawked at him and hit his broad chest with one of her hands, to say it didn't hurt would be a lie. He put a hand to his chest in mock hurt. "Idiot!" She growled at him, and seconds after they both started laughing, it died when they realized everyone had heard their conversation.
The awkward silence broke when someone yelled "Presents!" With that, everyone including miles, watched as she opened the presents. A small one was from rogue, it was square in shape. She opened it and revealed; Condoms. Wow. How...unsurprising...the look on her face though was grateful? Really? She looked over to Rogue as she openly thanked her. With Rogue responding back in a more suggestive tone telling her to be 'careful'. The next one was from Shadow and was a little bag, containing lingerie? What the fuck? She immediately stuffed it back in the bag and went on to the next few, being perfume and a coffee maker that was 'better than the rest' as Vanilla had put it. The last present was his, and her eyes gleamed in recognition. What had he gotten her? Only one way to find out. As she tore the box open, a little smile came across her features. She read the little tag that was zip tied to the sprocket which read, 'Tails' Favorite Sprocket' he had labeled it to anyone who didn't realize what it was, but that was little to no chance, as she was basically the same thing he was, both technicians.
She had properly thanked everyone and only a few stayed for the rest of the party that was drinking. Miles was enjoying some cherry flavored vodka, as he sipped it right from the bottle. It left a familiar burn of liquid as it flamed through his throat. He wasn't getting drunk tonight, he needed to get back home. That was until Sonic stopped him, "Hey buddy, I know you were planning on going home, but I got you this key to stay here c'mon man, that way it's easier to visit you! You live here and it's a 5 minute drive or run!" Sonic had gestured to the door, "It's right across, kay'? Whaddya' say?" Prower would have resisted but the alcohol which was currently putting him in a good mood, and the fact that Sonic was begging him made his choice that night. Now, with key in hand, and dufflebag in corner, he would be able to relax for a bit.
That's Chapter 3. Now please be kind enough to leave a review, if you have any ideas, do that as well.
Now I know that I didn't talk about him popping his pills, but that's for a reason. Next chapter should be up soon.
Thanks for reading!