I...I don't understand
the outline I wrote beforehand...it was fluff...it was cute...WHY AND HOW DID IT BECOME ANGST

It's was like, midnight when I finished. I was wide awake. I was following the outline at the start...THEN IT BECAME ITS OWN ENTITY
Why did my brain make them hurt? Wai? ANYWHO here's 's Request A Fleetourge story. It's maybe a bit short but I think it came out alright. Though would it be considered a Sonourge story too? I mean...Sonic's there...and Both him and Fleetway are present...in both relationships...and in the story Maybe I'm over thinking it. But I like the concept of Sonic being aware and coming to an agreement with Fleety about their relationship.

What can I say? Rebodi luv dat green hedgie

WELP. I can rest easy knowing that I fulfilled my duty as a person. Maybe next time I won't place the request and outline in a spot that is known to get covered in paper and then lost when organized then found two years later when re-organizing

HOW DID I EVEN STAND TO LET THAT HAPPEN? I'M ALWAYS ORGANIZED AND PUT THE STUFF I NEED TO DO AND UPLOAD ON A TRAY IN A PILE IN ORDER SO I WON'T FORGET. HOW THE HELL DID IT END UP IN MY TRAPPER KEEPER OF NOTES IN MY TINY CABINET WHERE I PUT MY SPARE ART AND NOTE BOOK SHIT? I MEAN THAT SHIT IN THERE IS PRETTY NEAT AND ORGANIZED AND THIS PAPER WAS STICKING OUT AND BECAME SLIGHTLY BENT. IF MY ANAL PART OF MY PERSONALITY DIDN'T KICK IN ABOUT THE NON SYMMETRICAL ASPECT OF THE PAPER WHICH LEAD TO THE OCD LIKE RE-ORGANIZATION, I PROBABLY WOULDN'T HAVE FOUND IT UNTIL MY DEATH BED.

anyway, this has been a tiny ramble of my life. Mun is upset at herself for it but oh well. shit happens. important to learn from it and move on.

welp, I'm off to sin land PEACE

It was a cool summer night on Mobius.

Lightning bugs and crickets made themselves known in the peaceful atmosphere.

Thick trees, hundreds of years old stood proudly in the forest. Their branches thick with richly colored green leaves.

Resting on a limb, was a hedgehog. His black, flamed jacket sticking out from the foliage as he snoozed peacefully.

Having been on the run for the past few weeks, the green hedgehog was understandably exhausted from the events.

Yet the most trying event was just beginning.

Unbeknownst to him, a golden hedgehog, quills ragged and out of place, silently watched his prey from afar.

The swirling red eyes drinking in each detail of the slumbering hedgehog. From the red shades on his forehead to the green and black boots on his feet.

Sharp teeth appeared when the crazed male smiled, casually floating over and picking up the hedgehog with care before floating away.

In the morning, the green hedgehog stirred. Ice blue eyes opening and gazing tiredly around his surroundings. He was in a house.

Confused, he tried to sit up only to be pushed back down by weight. A horrified expression rested on his features as he saw the curled up, clinging form of the golden hedgehog on his scarred chest.

"...Oh Chaos no..."

"iOh Chaos yes~/i"

The target like eyes were mere centimeters away from the panicked blues. "iGood morning starshine!~/i" A manic giggle spilled past his lips.

Green shifted away as much as he could. "iNow, now. Don't be rude cutie patoot~/I"

Memories sparked from the manic hedgehog. Some were pleasant, others...

"How..how come blue isn't out?," he asked. A sour look entered his features,"iBlue, blue, blue. That's all I hear from you!/i," he huffed angrily before leaning back down. "iAren't I good enough?/I," he growled softly,"iBesides, you know he won't do the things you want~ If memory serves.../i," a pointed tongue slid out of his mouth and licked his cheek softly," iIt was bMY/b name you were screaming for~/i"

Green's cheeks heated up a bright red, his own sharp teeth breaking the skin of his lip as he bit down from the shiver the other caused.

"F-fleet- come on, not now- I can't...I gotta-," he whined softly at the sharp teeth dragging across his sensitive neck. Just pausing above the clavicle. "You know you don't need to run while I'm here," Fleetway said, a hint of green entering the soft red swirls. "We'll...iI'll/I protect you," he said in two voices.

Green looked away, slightly embarrassed. In all the people he has even been with, no one ever made him feel like that.

Wanted. Safe. Loved.

It was a nice feeling.

A peach snout rested against his cheek, moving slightly with the soft nuzzle.

True. He didn't like how much he had to run. But it was the only way to keep his secret safe and to remain free. He wouldn't see the light of day then.

"I want to stay...but I'm scared.," he admitted softly.

"iWhy?/i"

"If I stay, you'll be marked...you'll...you'll loose everything."

"We'll lose everything if you leave us again...," Fleetway said quietly, a mix of red and green in his eyes. "iWe'll fight for you. We'll find a way to keep you safe and away from the barred place...We just...we can't lose you again/i"

"I'm wanted Fleet...Blue...If you hide me...you'll be wanted too..," he said, a gloved hand resting on his peach cheek. His thumb wiping away a small tear. "I'm...I'm not letting you wreck your life for a lost cause...I'm not worth it."

"bYES YOU ARE/B"

"I HURT YOU TOO MUCH"

"b WE CAN HEAL. WE CAN TAKE IT/b"

"I WON'T LET MYSELF HURT YOU AGAIN!"

"bYOU'LL HURT US IF YOU LEAVE US ALONE!/b"

The screaming match ended, the golden hedgehog looking thoroughly emotionally exhausted. Blue began to fade in between the glowing gold fur. "I...please...Scourge...I can't...we can't...I bNEED/b to know that you're safe...that you're here...I...I...We..."

The blue hedgehog sobbed silently on the scarred chest, the slightly muscled arms of the jacket wearing wrapping around him in comfort.

"I can't lose you again...," blue admitted softly between the muffled sobs.

Green lay on his side, gently giving a peck to his forehead in comfort. "I...I'll find a way blue...I promise...I...I won't give up if you won't."

Quietly, the two secret lovers lay on the bed. Silently hoping for a time were they wouldn't be worried or afraid for being together. For a time when they didn't need to hide it.

They hoped they could be together without the fear of rejection, of being ripped apart.
All they had was hope...and each other.