the sequel to "If I could light up the world"

Scourge pov and him recalling his time with his counterpart along with what's developing within him.

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Laying on the guest bed in silence was the green counterpart of Sonic, Scourge.

It's been a few months since he was freed from the dungeon of the moebius castle by his prime self. And he wasn't surprised at how things went from his return to the prime verse.

Once his anti dragged him over the threshold of the zone door, he was meet with loud noises. Apparently, the transdimensional doorway opened within the home base of the freedom fighters. Flicking through unconsciousness and consciousness, Scourge caught a few heated yells toward his counterpart for bringing him there.

At some point, he was on a chair while a heated conversation happened. Barely catching the words, it all sounded like it was spoken through a mass of cotton. Incredibly muffled.

Recalling the next day a bit better. Scourge remembered how his counterpart came in with some food for the morning.

The green teen flushed at the memory of the soft look in the emerald eyes.

The peace didn't last long, as the front door crashed open. Followed by the happy squeals of a pink hedgehog.

When the female hedgehog broke into the guest room, her expression went from joy to horror at the sight of the ex-con bandaged up and looking emotionally destroyed in the bed. With her crush resting a tray of food down to help feed him.

Well...let's just say she didn't seem happy about every time she saw the green hedgehog near her blue one.

After the whole incident, green thought it'd be best if he just remained inside and away from the other's friends. Much to the cerulean hero's sadness, but nodded in understanding.

Throughout the next weeks, the emerald teen found himself getting better physically once again. Feeling a bit inspired to do something. So one day, his blue counterpart returned to find him preoccupying himself with cleaning.

It lead to a humorous exchange, leaving the tough teen a flushing mess while the other merely chuckled and offered to help.

That was the first time Scourge felt….normal.

The following day, he found himself immersed in the other's plans. From doing a patrol to just getting some things done outside.

From his propped up elbow with his hand holding his chin, Scourge was startled to learn he actually listened.

A few times, blue offered to take the other out running. Thinking he'd be stir crazy by now. Yet the other merely turned himself inward and shook his head. Muttering on how he "wasn't ready for more contact" yet.

Blue understood perfectly fine…..

A few days later, the azure male found his counterpart staring out the window with an indescribable look.

He finally took the offer to go outside with him.

Surprisingly, the day went incredibly well.

From awkwardly walking the streets, feeling like everyone was watching him. To making small jokes with the other. Their laughs slowly becoming more real and loud with each play.

They even ran into the leader of the freedom fighters, and for once Scourge wasn't worried about the chipmunk. Letting his counterpart talk and explain. Even finding himself flush a light pink from the words "fun day out".

Seems like the leader finally agreed to let Sonic be in charge of him and his rehabilitation. Something that even surprised him.

Yet once the day was done and they sat on a bench together, he asked him what that entitled.

He grew confused at how his counterpart laughed softly," Just to make sure you're back up at one hundred percent and comfortable!," he said, giving a smile that made Scourge's heart do an odd flail.

He almost didn't hear the other ask if he'd like to race from the sound of his own heart.

Breakfast with the hero left him in a better mood then he was in. From just talking about anything. Be it future plans, what was irritating the other, or something they thought was funny. The ex-king found himself noticing the slight sparkle to the emeralds or how he'd flip a spoon upside down in his mouth when eating. Something that left him baffled until he tried it during lunch later on.

Though, he noticed that he also began to care when the other came back home from a bad day as well.

It would usually start off with the blue hero looking a bit downcast before shoving those feelings away when he saw the other and when he was asked, he'd respond with "I'm fine" or "it's nothing, really" with a small smile.

But they both knew he was too stubborn to let it fiester.

So, after a heated exchange which lead to him saying," Let me help you like you've been helping me! Talk to me!"

Scourge thought he would shrivel and turn to dust when he realized how he sounded.

From an awkward silence to the other one breaking out in laughter, Scourge thought he'd lose himself in anger and self destruction again until he noticed how sad it sounded and how the thick tears rolled down the peach cheeks.

"Alright….It's only fair, right?," the other said with a smile, tears sparkling in the light.

From then on, Scourge noticed how he'd feel the very emotion his counterpart was struggling with. Along with the anger towards the one who made his day horrible. But after some calming words and reassurance, he agreed not to hunt them down and smash their face in.

After each discussion, Scourge found himself more and more invested in the other...something he began to wonder if it was even a good thing.

Now, the teen laid back in the guest bed. Something he refused to call his own despite how long he's been using it.

Gently, he pressed the palm of his hands to his tired eyes. Growling softly at the thoughts swirling around in his head.

He felt mainly confused on why he found himself constantly letting his mind wander to the familiar hedgehog.

The very one that came to make his heart go crazy….

And at that moment, he knew what feeling this was.

"Oh chaos...please don't tell me I fell for him."

Shifting onto his stomach, he buried his face into the fluffy pillow and let out a loud groan. His ears going back. "DAMN IT ALL," he said, muffled by the pillow.

With a low sound he sunk more into the bed. Fear coiled in his being.

He could never tell the other. He'd probably be so disgusted that he would be thrown out once again. And with whatever he managed to make with the other would be lost….He couldn't see himself without….whatever this was.

"Guess it'll just be my secret..," he muttered, a saddened and broken laugh leaving him.