Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Amy's Big Story ❯ Chapter 1

Wow. It's been 4 years since I left Station Square. I wonder how everyone is doing… Knuckles finally left Angel Island and got an apartment in the city with Rouge. Now, thanks to me, they've settled their differences and “hooked up” as they like to call it. Tails and Cream are now together, and are happy as ever. They've been working on some of Tails inventions and it's funny to imagine Cream in a mechanic's suit. Heh. And Shadow… He's finally sorted out his past problems and now is complaining he has nothing to do. I remember him saying once before I left, “It's a damn right bore, now, Amy.” Haha. *sigh* Then there's Sonic… I haven't talked to him in such a long time. I've been writing everyone and all has replied except for him. In fact, I got so tired of him running from me every time he comes within 5 feet of me, as soon as I turned 16, I took up my dream job in journalism, and have been traveling all over the world. And now I'm back in Station Square…

 

Driving down Main Street, I turn down a most familiar street and stop in front of my old apartment. Ever since I became a journalist, I've had no need for a place to stay. I've traveled all over the world: London, Tokyo, Madrid, too many places to name, though I wouldn't wish for anything else. And with Eggman gone, I've had no worries about interference during my travels. So my boss decided to give me a couple of days off and I decided to come back to Station Square to visit. I sighed, drove off, and came to Knuckles' and Rouge's apartment.

 

I got out of my car and walked in the front doors. I took the elevator to the 5th floor (after a really long talk about my latest story with my “Number 1 Fan” in the lobby) and knocked on the door with the numbers “413.” Immediately, I heard, “Just a minute!” and lots of rustling sounds from beyond the door. I laughed to myself at the image of Rouge actually doing something productive for once when the door opened. I saw a frazzled looking Rouge look up and start saying, “What the-?” She stopped and smiled brightly at me. “Amy?!”

 

“Hi, Rouge!” I said, hugging her. “How have you been?”

 

“I've been great!” she said, breaking off from the hug to yell down the hall. “Knuckles! KNUCKLES! Come in, come in!” she said, turning back to me.

 

I stepped inside and looked around. The first thing I noticed was a large beige loveseat seated up against a light blue wall with a picture of Knuckles and Rouge looking at each other, smiling above it. A big TV rested on a table in the corner facing a beige recliner. I heard some rustling from the hallway and I looked over as Knuckles came out of the hallway. He looked tired and ill, but when he saw me, his eyes lit up and he pulled me into a tight embrace.

 

“Hey, Ms. Rose.” He said, smiling.

 

“Hey, what'd I tell you about that?” I said. “I'm only addressed as `Ms. Rose' on TV, in the paper, and in the magazines.” I winked at him and started laughing.

 

“Haha. True, true…” he said. “So… what is `Amy Rose, world renowned journalist' up to these days?”

 

“Ah, the usual…” I replied, as Rouge sat down on the couch, Knuckles taking a seat next to her. I couldn't help but notice how perfect they looked together. “Had a big story in Madrid last week. Their annual bull tournament was going on, and somehow, one of the bulls escaped and wreaked havoc on the city. Luckily the majority of the population was in the arena, watching the fight. Quite frightening actually… Wouldn't want to get near one of those, let me tell you… Well, enough about me, what about you guys? What have you been doing this past 4 years?”

 

“Well now, `we' wouldn't be a `we' if it weren't for you, Ames.” Rouge said, nuzzling Knuckles on the cheek.

 

“Haha, that's true…” I said. “Hey… listen, I'm only here for a couple of days and I wanted to see everyone. D'you guys know where Tails and Cream live now?”

 

“Yeah, c'mon. We'll show you.” Rouge got up and Knuckles followed her. I locked and closed their door behind me, following them. When we got outside, they were staring bug-eyed at my car; it was a 2005, bright pink, convertible Mustang.

 

“Whoa… nice car…though, I would go for a different color…” Rouge said. I laughed and we got in. They directed me to Tails' and Cream's house, a nice little hut on the outskirts of town. Rouge and Knuckles then left, insisting that they had to go to the store near there anyway.

 

“Bye guys!” I yelled, as they flew off, and I laughed, turning towards the house.

 

I walked up and put my hand on the door to knock, but it creaked open and I just walked inside. I went downstairs and heard tinkering noises, then squeals and laughter. I opened the door to Tails' new workshop and said, “Tails? Cream?”

 

“Whoa! Who's there?!” Tails said, putting his mask up to look at me. “Amy!”

 

Cream pulled out from underneath one of Tails' new planes, covered in oil. “Amy? AMY!” She ran over and gave me a hug, getting oil all over my dress. “Oops… I'm sorry…”

 

“Here…” Tails said, pulling out something that resembled a hand gun. He pointed it at me, pulled the trigger, and immediately a wave of foam over me, and the oil was gone. “Cream and I invented it,” he said, seeing the bewildered look on my face. “We got tired of having oil on us all the time. It disintegrates any type of oil and grease, no matter how tough it is. It's really helpful.”

 

“You should really get a patent on that, Tails. You know how much money you'd make off of that? Mechanics and all sorts of people would buy them! If you wanted, I could write about it in my next article?” I said.

 

“That'd be great, Amy, thanks!” Tails exclaimed, excited at the thought. “How ya been?”

 

“Fine…” I said, sighing. “Still miss all of you guys on my travels, but I'm getting used to it. I got a promotion last week, and the boss gave me a couple days off. I had to come visit.”

 

“Nice.” Tails stated.

 

“Hey, Amy…?” Cream said. “I gotta ask you something.” And she pulled me off to the side of the room where Tails couldn't hear us. “How would you go about telling someone you're pregnant?” she whispered.

 

“Oh my gosh! You're pregnant?!” I whispered back. “Cream, that's great!”

 

“I know, but I haven't told Tails yet… can't find the right time and place, ya know?”

 

“Well, I think you should tell him as soon as possible, so he doesn't get worried about your `abnormal behavior' later on.” I said, winking.

 

“Yeah…” she said. “Ok. Thanks, Amy.”

 

“Don't mention it…” I said. “It's what friends are for. Now… if I'm ever gonna catch Shadow before I have to leave, I'd better get going now. Bye Tails, Cream.” I said whilst walking to the stairs.

 

“Bye, Ames.” Tails said. “Great seein' ya again.”

 

“Bye, Amy!” Cream yelled, as I was already halfway up the stairs. When I got into the living room, I heard Tails yell, “Oh my gosh, Cream, that's great!!”

 

Haha. Guess she took my advice… They're gonna be happy… Now to find Shadow…

 

I went outside and hopped into my car and drove off, in search for a diner called “The Square.” It was supposed to be located right in the heart of Station Square. So I drove off, remembering how Shadow said he usually hung out there during the day.

 

I only hope I didn't miss him… It's already 6:00pm.

 

I came to a quaint diner with the words “The Square” written in a neon green cursive above the doors. I walked inside and looked around. I immediately noticed a bunch of teenage hedgehogs standing at the jukebox and a couple of them near the pinball machine.

 

So he hangs out in a teenage socializing spot?

 

Then I saw what I was looking for: a black hedgehog, sitting by himself, with red “highlights” on his quills, his back turned towards me. I walked over and tapped him on the shoulder.

 

“What the hell d'you…” he started, turning around.

 

“Well that's a great way to greet an old friend…” I said sardonically.

 

“Hey, Ames,” he said, getting up to hug me. “What's up?”

 

“Um… the sky?” I said, laughing. I took a seat opposite him at his table. “Well, nothing really. Just the same old boring stories…”

 

“Oh c'mon… I'm sure they're not that bad…” he said, taking a sip of his coffee.

 

“Well, if you say that watching the ugliest flower on the planet start to blossom, which takes about 5 hours, just to write a story on it, isn't boring, then yes, I'm having the time of my life!”

 

“Heh. Yeah, that does sound kinda boring… but, it couldn't be as boring as my life for the past 5 years…” he said. “I've had nothing to do…”

 

“Why don't you get a job?” I asked him; big mistake.

 

“And slave under the beings that made me go through the misery to sort out my past in the first place, who think they're better and more important than me and everyone else, just because they have green paper!? Hell no!” he said, gaining the stares of a group of teenagers near us.

 

“Whatever, your life, your choice…” I said.

 

“Sure…” he said. “What the hell are you looking at?! Stop staring at me so mockingly or I shall destroy you!” he barked at a couple of hedgies two tables over; they immediately went back to eating their French fries. Heh, same old Shadow.

 

“Well… it was great seeing you again, Shadow. But I've got to go see one more person, if he'll even let me…” I said, slouching my head. “He still lives in the same apartment, right?”

 

As I asked that, Shadow's eyes glinted with a hint of worry; something rare in him.

 

“255. But… be careful… that place has turned into the slums… it's not safe anymore…” he said. “Be careful, Ames. Please?”

 

“Yeah, I will… I can handle myself,” I said. “Thanks for the heads-up. Bye Shadow.”

 

“Goodbye, Amy,” he said, going back to his coffee and magazine.

 

I went out the door and got back in my car. I drove off and came to an area of dismal looking apartment complexes and houses. I parked in front of an old looking apartment complex and got out carefully. I walked up the stairs and went inside. I took the elevator up to the 3rd floor and walked down the hall. I looked at the numbers on the door; “255,” the ones I remembered so well. I hesitated a bit before knocking on the door. It opened seconds later to show Sonic… His quills were sticking out in various places, and he looked beat. As soon as he laid those pretty green eyes on me, they shrunk, and, as if by instinct, he flung the door open, grabbed my arm, and yanked me violently into the room.

 

“Wha-!?” I yelped a little, as he immediately shut the door behind me, locking it. He let out a small sigh of relief, then looked at me, a bit scoldingly.

 

“What are you doing here? It's dangerous… The worst of the worst hang out in this part of the neighborhood…” he told me, though not angrily, but in a righteously concerned sort of way.

 

“Well then, why do you still live here? You're better than this, Sonic…” I said. My arm felt a tad sore from where he'd grabbed it, so I rubbed it a little. He looked at me, and his face melted into an apologetic look.

 

“…I'm sorry, Amy, did I hurt you…?” He said, gently rubbing the arm a bit with his gloved palm. I felt hot and dizzy when he touched me, so delicately, for the first time in ages.

 

“N…No, I'm fine Sonic… I know you were just worried about me.” I said, absent mindedly, lowering my eyelids a bit. He looked at my arm, then let go, and scratched his head. He seemed unsure of what to say.

 

“…Nevermind that, why did you come here?” He asked me. I shook my head, and frowned.

 

“…Sonic, use your head… I came to see you, why else would I be here?”

 

“No, that's not what I meant. I mean, why didn't you call or something…? I… I would've come out to meet you.” He claimed… Though, in the past, he'd given me so many reasons not to believe that, I knew in my heart that Sonic never lies when he's being serious. I only shrugged.

 

A long moment passed, and I got nervous. More than just nervous. I felt I had to say something… So I just said what I felt in my heart.

 

“Sonic… You seem so miserable… what's happened? Why are you still here, in this nasty little ghetto?” I asked him. “You're a national hero! You deserve bett-mff…” He put his finger to my lip, and his other to his own.

 

“Shh.” He said, quieting me. “Calm down for a minute. I know you're a reporter now, Amy, but you don't have to ask me 30 questions to get the story…” He finished, winking. That made me smile.

 

He sat down on his love seat, and looked up at me. He seemed completely exhausted; it was so strange… I'd never seen Sonic tired before now. I'd always thought he had limitless vigor, or at least it seemed that way.

 

“…You look like you've had a hard day.” I said, simply. He smiled, weakly, and nodded.

 

“You may not hear about me on the news much, anymore, what with Eggman gone, but I still do my fair share of cleanin' up the streets.” He told me, with a wry wink. Something donned on me.

 

“Oh… is that why you live here?” I asked him. He nodded, seeming to know, as a journalist with experience in deductive reasoning, I'd figure that out.

 

“Uh-huh, that's right. This part of Station Square has the highest crime rate… Gives me something to do so I don't go getting…” He trailed. I saw the look in his shiny eyes, and I knew the feeling well. Working up my courage, I scooted over to where he was sitting, and plopped down very close to him.

 

“…Lonely?” I prodded, a bit nervous again.

 

He looked at me, and something kindled in his eyes… It grew slowly into a roaring, intimidating… lusty flame, as he looked at me, straight in the eyes, for a very long moment. I couldn't contain a shrill gasp when his hand found its way to my thigh, and his face got ever closer to mine.

 

My body ached, and shivered with anticipation, desire. Desire for him.

 

“…Yeah.” He said, simply, seeming captivated by my eyes, just as I were by his. Suddenly, he did something horrible… Something I'd never known Sonic to do, nor would've thought him to do.

 

…He stopped.

 

“…Sonic?” I muttered. He looked at the floor, then back into my eyes.

 

“I missed you. Amy, I never… I never knew it before, but it was you who always kept me on the run. I loved being chased by you… It made me happy to run, cuz I knew you'd catch me eventually. I knew one of us would give up, after a while. Even if I was faster, it's the more persistent hedgehog that wins the day…” He told me. As the words left his mouth, I felt weak, and my heart beat faster than even Sonic could comprehend. I'd always had a sixth sense that told me when something amazing was going to happen… and it was definitely going off now. Was I really about to realize that dream…?

 

Sonic held up my hand, and gently kissed it, and I couldn't help but awe in bliss, as he looked so cute doing it.

 

“…I've been waiting to say this forever, Amy… But… You win. I give up. You can catch me… You can cage me, you can do whatever you want to me, I submit, not because I'm tired, or because I pity you, but… because I want to.” He told me. My cheeks felt like they were on fire, and my heart felt light. I'd had dreams like this before, many, many times, but I never thought they'd ever come true.

 

“Sonic… You've… Changed.” I said, somewhat happy, somewhat curious. He blushed. I'd never seen him blush before… it was cute.

 

“Well, Amy, it's your fault for leaving.” He told me. I tilted my head, and held his hand closer to my heart.

 

“I don't know what you mean…” I said. He frowned, and blushed more.

 

“Well, Amy, I always thought… you know, that you'd never caught me, or any part of me until you left… Then I realized… well, you DID take a part of me with you, and that's why I've been so miserable.” He almost winced at his own, beautiful words. “Amy, you captured my heart.”

 

I smiled brightly, and my eyes leaked with emotion. I never thought I'd actually hear him say anything romantic. And he was blushing beet-red now… it was adorable! I looked into his eyes, tears of joy dripping down freely. He grinned sheepishly.

 

“Wow, that line was so lame, it made you cry!”

 

I only embraced him, as hard and as passionately as I could.

 

“Sonic, no, it was beautiful…” I told him. For the first time in my life, Sonic actually hugged me back… and more. His hand freely went up and down my back, and the massaging sensation was amazing… so amazing.

 

Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted from the ground… Gently cradled like a darling baby, being treated as if my body were made of a thin layer of glass. I looked into his eyes… and they were different… Loving, passionate, aggressive. It sent me whirling in my own mind, and I knew, were my feet on the ground, I wouldn't be able to stand up straight with him looking at me like that.

 

“S… Sonic…” Was all that I managed to say. He shook his head, and put his finger on my lip again, this time even more romantically.

 

“No more words. I'm a man of action, you know that. I can't tell you what I've been feeling stronger and stronger each day you were gone… So I'm gonna show you.”

 

I felt my cheeks get hot, and the spot in between my legs get even hotter. He was talking about… that. I just knew he was. I couldn't believe it… I'd wanted to be with Sonic ever since I first met him… but up until now, I'd never thought about what it would be like to be with him.

 

He never took his eyes from mine, as he carried me into his bedroom. Though he was so very eccentric, Sonic's apartment was horribly generic; he was always on the move, he didn't really use it for much more than rest. But, seeing as his bed was the place he'd inevitably spend 8 or more hours a day, just like the rest of us mortals, he made sure to purchase a very comfortable one.

 

Solemnly, we entered the room, and he shut the door behind him with his foot. He was still looking at me… I couldn't take it anymore, I just had to taste of him. I vaulted my face toward his, and tried as hard as I could to close the distance between our mouths, but I couldn't. He smiled, and did it for me… Until that little space between our lips was nonexistent.

 

Kissing. I was actually kissing Sonic the hedgehog. No daydream, no regular dream, no wishful thinking, but only reality. I was lip-locked with the man I'd chased after futilely for so many years… or maybe those efforts weren't futile? Had I really managed to capture him, without either of us knowing it?

 

Needless to say, I relished the sensation. It was three times as unbelievable as I'd dreamt it would be. I couldn't bring myself to describe it… but I wouldn't have had enough time. It seemed like forever, but it was, at the same time, ever-so fleeting.

 

He broke off, and set me down on his bed.

 

“Sonic… I... I have to tell you something.” I told him, scared. He didn't look away, and his eyes didn't change.

 

“You've never done it before…?” He asked, seeming almost surprised. He didn't understand.

 

“No… I have. A few times… I mean, you weren't around and… it, I mean…” I stammered. I couldn't help but feel he'd get mad and leave me just then. But when I looked up, he just smiled.

 

“That's okay. I've done it before, too. There's nothing wrong with that, it's a natural thing. Besides, it's probably better that we're both experienced.” He told me. I felt a little better, but the thought that he'd been with someone else made me a bit uneasy.

 

“You mean, you're not mad…?” I asked him, quietly, forgetting about that for now.

 

“No, it's cool. In fact, I'm glad. It would have hurt if it were your first time… I'm glad I don't have to hurt you.” He told me, gently. He was ever-so-sweet. It made me smile a bit to hear him talk to me like that.

 

Without another word, his hands helped free me of my clothes. He was going about it rather fast, but considering that this was Sonic we were talking about, it came as no surprise to me. Before I knew it, I was naked in front of him, feeling highly embarrassed.

 

I was fully revealed before my hero, my one and only. He examined me, and smiled. He just kept smiling, as if he were satisfied… and deep inside, I hoped he was. I hoped I was good enough for him.

 

“You're beautiful, Amy, don't ever let your mind, or anyone else tell you otherwise.” He whispered in my ear, subtly. It was as if he'd read my thoughts… I nodded.

 

When Sonic, however, shed his clothes, it seemed as though he had NOTHING to be embarrassed about… at all. I'd never encountered anything quite like it… I mean, I wasn't even sure if I could handle… that thing.

 

My legs quivered as I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

 

“M…My goodness, Sonic…” I stuttered, feeling a bit intimidated. I was pretty sure that drove his ego up more than a few notches, but he tried to stay humble about it, as he only smiled at me. “Are you sure you won't hurt me…?” I asked, totally serious. He however, thought it was a joke, and laughed.

 

“No more words, I said.” He told me, as he climbed into the bed with me, and pulled me into a soft embrace.

 

My nude fur against his… It felt strange, and wonderful. He kissed me, and I kissed back, and we became so lost in each other's kissing, I wasn't sure which was mine, and which were his. So, I just deemed that they were all OUR kisses, and left it at that.

 

I began to sweat as he began to touch me, and, not wanting to be a disappointment, I touched him back, cautious of his quills. (the ones the males have are sharper than those of most females)

 

“Nnh… Sonic?” I asked, when he stopped. He just looked at me, and I had my answer. He was getting impatient again. I smiled up at him. “You just can't wait, can you…?”

 

With a cute grin, he said, “You know me. Waiting's not something I'm good at. Think you can keep up?”

 

“Oh? That sounds like a challenge, Sonic the hedgehog…” I responded, I let my smile become a mischievous one. He smiled back.

 

“It was.” He told me. Before I even knew what was going on, he jabbed me with his other head, right where it counted. He didn't insert himself enough to hurt me, just to knock the wind out of me. It really caught me off guard, though.

 

“Ahh!” I gasped, my voice shrill.

 

He didn't waste any time. Just as soon as I regained my wits, he went in further, not waiting for me to catch up. He made sure he was at least two steps ahead of me. I'd heard of what was called `competitive sex' before, where both lovers try to out-do each other in how much pleasure they could give one another, but I'd only read about it in a magazine… Sort of like a race to see who could bring the other over the edge first. I'd never actually tried it before… When I thought about it, it sounded right up Sonic's alley… Well, alright then!

 

I didn't have time to consider how amazing it was, I had to catch up first! If I was going to win this competition, I couldn't hesitate.

 

Without any mercy, I tightened the muscles in my legs, constricting him from going any farther than that.

 

“Ungh!” Came his grunt. He looked up at me, his eyes pleading… He was at my mercy, and it felt good. I smiled at him, albeit warily.

 

“You're on, Sonic!” I said. No way was I going to let him down… I was going to blow his mind, and show him what he'd been missing all those years he'd been running from me. He smiled, weakly, his head moving toward mine.

 

I thought he was going to kiss me, but he moved, and his teeth suddenly caught against my ear, and he nipped at it. That something so little surprised me… Oh, I didn't care, it felt so good. I released him from my vice grip, and he saw his opportunity, and didn't hesitate in taking it.

 

This time he went in even farther, in fact, I was pretty sure he'd hilted me. It was unbelievable… For a single moment, I felt like I was going to die, and at the same time, I felt as though I'd be happy dying with that much mind-numbing pleasure circling my head. Seriously, it was like my life flashed before my eyes.

 

 

He didn't stop, but then again, that wasn't his style. He didn't work his way up from a slow pace, to a fast one, either… He worked his way up from a fast pace, to an even faster one. He was like a jackhammer, I tell you! I simply couldn't get away…

 

“Ah, ah, ah!” I shouted, as he pounded away relentlessly. He had the upper hand, and had me nearing my peak. And he was still going strong… at this rate, I was going to lose the race. I had to do something, anything!

 

Then I remembered: he was on top. Whoever had position on top was in control, more or less… So, if I could just…

 

“Huh?” He muttered, as I turned the tables on him. In one swift, fluid motion, I'd managed to switch places with the navy blue hero. Now I was riding him, in the cowgirl position. Just for extra measure, I turned about, never releasing his sex from mine, showing him my back, knowing guys were into that sort of thing, and that Sonic was no different. Now we were in the reverse cowgirl. I turned to see his expression, and I was overwhelmed with joy to see his flabbergasted look.

 

“Not bad!” Was all he could say, as I moved up, then down upon him, with ease.

 

His gloved palms found their way to my hips, and I moved up and down on him again, and he let out an animal-like grunt that could only be derived from sexual pleasure. I increased my pace, though still making him wait, something he hated, but something he was obviously enjoying, when he got around to the good part… finally getting it. I was enjoying myself a lot, but, from the noised he was making, he was enjoying it even more.

 

This was it; there was nothing he could do now. I let go of everything, and went up and down as fast as I could, and he met me each time, and my tongue fell out of my mouth, it all felt so amazing.

 

With a heroic shout, Sonic tensed up, and I knew it was all coming to a close. My victory was sealed. I shouted out his name as he filled my body with his fluids, and a mere moment later, I released mine as well. I wasn't thinking about the consequences, it didn't matter to me; all that I knew was the realization of my dream had finally arrived.

 

I collapsed upon him, and inhaled the air, which was thick and fat with a mixture of sex, sweat, and him. It was fantastic. He weakly pulled me into an embrace with him, and I embraced him back. He didn't look at me, he was falling asleep already, but he inhaled, and exhaled once more, before he sighed the three words I'd never forget…

 

“I love you…”

 

I was taken aback, it was amazing… He finally said it. He finally told me those three things. And I didn't even have to force him. I didn't have to do anything… He said it of his own accord. Sonic the hedgehog loved me… and I still loved him, no matter what.

 

I held him close, and we both drifted off into the most peaceful slumber. I didn't even have to think about him to lull myself to sleep… because he was right there. Right there with me. My Sonic.

 

When morning came, I got up out of his embrace and left the bedroom. I'd had sex before, but I realized, that was the very first time I'd ever really made love. I was hesitant to leave, but… I knew I had to. Good things, as rare as they are, don't last forever. That was probably what made them so beautiful. I took some paper from the fridge and a pen from the table and wrote him a note:

 

Sonic,

 

Last night was wonderful. But I'm afraid now I must leave. I'm so sorry I'm leaving you like this, but I have to get back to my office by tomorrow. Wouldn't want me to lose my job, now would we? Again, thanks for last night. I will try to visit again sometime soon. I promise…

 

Love,

 

-Amy Rose-

 

A tear fell on the paper and smeared some of the ink as I set it on the table. I opened the door, took one last look around his apartment, and left.

 

I'm so sorry, Sonic… I had to do it… I love you.

 

Another tear fell down my cheek and into my lap as I drove off into the sunrise. And I tend to keep the promise I made to Sonic.

 

I will visit again sometime soon…

 

And that about wraps up the biggest story of my life... Little did I know that it was gonna get bigger…

 

To Be Continued…