Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Deliverance ❯ Blistering Cold Blazing Intensity ( Chapter 7 )

A/N- To Myster001, who requested more action. I told him I'd put it in the next chappie for him. Hope its allright.

And to all of you who really wanted to see more of this story. Thank you. Very much for your support. It's now 5:02 am. I've been typing this chap up since 11 pm or something, I forgot. ^^;;

Well, enjoy.

 

A/N- It's not Mephiles who's in this story, but some of the descriptions kinda sound like him lol

 

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Deliverance Part 7

 

 

It was almost midnight now.

The night had become quiet and still. The moon, in the form of a crescent was worn like a pendant across the vast heavens. Beneath it's shimmering luminance, several stray wisps of a light gale passed through the forest, grazing tree tops.

And as if indebted to the colorless wind, the trees willingly bowed beneath its billowing notion.

Becoming distracted by the sight, a low sigh drifted from Rouge as she watched the sky—her gem-like eyes shimmering.

A low and fluttering sensation wavered within her chest and she unknowingly placed her fingertips to it.

Hot… A white hot entity matriculated its way through her, coursing through her veins, filling them with an unknown force…

Her breathing began to slow and her eyes began to lower…

`What's…happening to me...?' she thought, beginning to wonder if she was really there or not.

It almost felt as if she were becoming meticulously split in two…

“...just like I told you. And that's when I…” Shadow trailed off.

Rouge had been strangely quiet. For the past few minutes, he had been the one doing all the talking, and she hardly responded at all. Curiously, he turned to her and touched her shoulder.

If she hadn't remembered he was there with her, Rouge would have leapt a good few feet in the air. Slightly, her body jerked from his touch and she nervously kept her eyes away from his.

Figuring she just felt guilty for not hearing a lot of what he said, Shadow's features softened and he lightly rubbed her arm.

Strangely, it felt frigid.

Well it was a bit chilly out tonight…Nothing to worry about…

“Rouge?” he uttered softly, “Did you even hear anything I just said?”

Caught red-handed, Rouge bit her lip and glanced to him out the corner of her eye. “Hm? Oh…no I didn't…”

A small line of discontent drew across Shadow's lips, yet he said nothing. “…”

“Sorry Shadow…” she added, actually facing him this time. But as swiftly as she did, her eyes returned to that same cold spot on the ground.

Shadow remained silent as his eyes studied her odd behavior, but he decided it was another one of her becoming mood swings, and thought nothing more of it. But something inside him was practically begging him to reconsider that thought.

“…Forget about it…” he remarked and adverted his eyes away from her.

They had come to this location to talk, but something felt abnormally wrong.

Despite the previous threat he inflicted upon her as well as their unborn children, Shadow knew something else as amiss but he dared not speak about it yet.

Sneaking a glance in her direction out the corner of his eye, Shadow could clearly see how exhausted she was.

Perhaps he was demanding too much from her? Sighing, he turned to her to tell her, but not to his surprise, she already appeared to be dozing off.

Her eyes fluttered softly as she struggled with deciding to either fight to keep them open or to succumb to sleep and let them close.

Smiling faintly at her cuteness, Shadow brushed a few stray strands out of her face and laid against the base of the tree beside her.

Letting his eyes linger on her a few seconds more, Shadow lightly held her hand as a small smile crept across his lips.

Many different thoughts channeled through his mind as he beheld her, but the only one that actually bore itself was: `…Beautiful…'

And at that moment, no matter what the hardship, Shadow made a vow to himself. …A promise that no matter what happened, once the two of them were delivered from this tribulation, Shadow would ask Rouge to be his wife.

`…My wife…' he smiled, confirming the warm consideration, then contently closed his eyes.

As the moments slipped by, Rouge's eyes gradually opened and she emotionlessly turned to Shadow. He actually appeared at peace while he slept. His head was turned towards her and his breathing was slow and relaxed. Her eyes narrowed. Perhaps it was because of her being with him that he had changed so abruptly. Continuing her vision downwards, she discovered his hand delicately resting on hers.

There was a soft warmth emanating from it. So sincere…so heartfelt. He really loved her.

Unknown to her, her lips curled in mild disgust.

Allowing a second to pass, Rouge lightly placed her hand over his and lifted it gingerly. With a quick movement that wouldn't wake him, Rouge retracted her hand, then placed his into the grass.

Standing unevenly to her feet, Rouge clutched her stomach then promptly distanced herself from Shadow. She suddenly couldn't bare being so close to him.

`I can't stay here…' she told herself, treading briskly through the thick fauna. `…I can't stay here…with him…'

An unknown entity briskly swam through her, as that splitting sensation returned. But Rouge hardly felt any of it at all.

Stopping suddenly, she gasped. “…What..? Did I mean that..?” she questioned, clasping a hand over her mouth.

Was it true? Did she really want to separate herself from Shadow? It had to have been a thought somewhere in the back of her mind somewhere for it to even be mentioned.

Biting her lip, Rouge rested both hands at her sides and allowed her eyes to drift aimlessly upto the moon.

Her heart immediately heightened in its beatings and she instinctively placed a hand to it.

…It was happening again, and this time she felt it. Her conscious was splitting in two.

 

 

Hahaha…

 

Immediately getting on the defensive, Rouge spun around and feverishly scanned her surroundings.

Yet she found no one.

Her brow furrowing, she bit her lip and turned in another direction. “Who…who's there?!”

No answer.

Straining her ears, a faint sound was caught in them…a raspy, throaty cackle.

 

Hahaha…Hahaha…

 

…So close, but almost sounding so distant… It didn't sound human or held any familiarity whatsoever…

Becoming initially disturbed, a nasty film of disgust rose into her mouth and Rouge forced herself to swallow it back down.

Whoever was playing these mind games with her certainly seemed to know just how to get to her…

“Who are you?!” Rouge croaked, her voice suddenly becoming hoarse from the trauma. “What do you want? Hey I'm asking you a question!!”

“Silence…”

Rouge barely had the chance to raise a brow and make a face before a sudden wisp of energy was placed over her mouth. The next thing she knew, her body was being thrown backwards and a loud crunch rose into the rustling sound of the trees.

Regaining herself, Rouge tried to stand upright, but grimaced with a yelp as she tried to move her wings.

One of them had been broken while the other had badly bent.

Fighting back the urge to lament her precious wings, Rouge fiercely bit her lip and forced herself to address her attacker.

But the instant she did, a cold slap stung her cheek and sent her stumbling into the clearing.

“Ohhh, you're a bit tougher than I thought…!” the taunting voice cackled.

Spitting the flowing substances from her mouth, Rouge steadied her balance and grasped her stomach. “…If you touch me one more time I'll--!”

“You'll what…? Kill me? IS that what you were going to say?”

Rouge gasped and her eyes intensely grew wide. “H-how”

The being laughed, and Rouge shivered from the sudden cold that surrounded her from hearing such a sound.

Absent-mindedly, she began to back away, as if that would release her from the frosty presence—but that only seemed to entice the entity altogether.

With a hungry laugh, the being rushed passed her like a billowing burst of wind and before Rouge could react, its wispy fingers curled around her shoulders and gripped them callously.

A freezing prick brushed across her cheek and Rouge shut her eyes—the image of what this being was doing playing through her mind clearly.

Placing its lips to her skin, a twinge of cold struck through her as she envisioned the spirit beginning to playfully lap at her face as if some wild animal quenching its thirst.

Shuddering from its actions, Rouge forced her eyes to open and tried to face her `admirer'.

But a frigid hiss kept her in place.

Soon tiring of its little game, the invisible form drifted in front of Rouge. Slipping an icy hand beneath her chin, a low chuckle rose from it as it began to take shape.

Barely able to keep her eyes open from the secret spell that was cast on her, Rouge drowsily narrowed her eyes. As she slowly began to sink to the grass, one image managed to stay captured in her vision…

The stark and illuminated form of her beloved hedgehog stood before her—a sadistic grin on his face.

The faint utterance of his name was all that lingered upon her lips as her eyes silenced to a close and slumber overcame her.

Seeing his subject finally asleep, the icy resemblance of Shadow smiled a toothy grin. “Finally. I thought I would never get out of there…” he commented. Stepping closer to Rouge, he kneeled beside her. Eyeing her curiously, he nudged her body with his hand and paused from realizing how soft she was.

Repeating the action, for a bit longer this time, a small frown played across his face, then it soon flickered into a half-smile.

“I can see why he loves this woman so much…” he muttered to himself, licking his lips. “Her body is delicious to look at…!”

Nearing closer, he lifted his nose to her neck, taking in the faint mixture of her perfume and sweat.

Grinning wildly like a mischievous child, the doppelganger did the same a second time and eagerly licked the same spot.

Pausing, as if he were testing her taste and comparing it to something else, his eyes narrowed.

“I get it…” he murmured, then pushed himself to his feet.

Gazing off into the cluttered forest before him, he chuckled lowly.

“Now to get my revenge on that traitor…”

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Stepping carefully over the flora beneath his feet, the hyperboreal facsimile continued to make his way to Shadow.

He knew exactly where he would be.

In actuality, he was the other part of Shadow that he tried to lock away. He called those other stray spirits to add to his power and haunt Shadow—hoping that the hedgehog would give in.

In his opinion, Shadow didn't need to go on living. Why do that when he could join with his counterpart and become an entirely more powerful being?

Shadow's replica couldn't understand that.

But, he tried several times to get Rouge out of the picture so Shadow would pay attention. And everytime, Shadow managed to break free from his attempts.

And it was all because of her…

He tried killing off Shadow so he wouldn't find his way back to Rouge, but it happened anyway.

He tried instructing the other spirits to persuade Shadow that he had nothing left to look forward to and that he couldn't care for Rouge. Shadow almost believed them too—but that annoying bat woman interfered with his plans again.

It had gotten so irritating that he had to take over Shadow's body for a while, as he did on that highway, and attempted to strangle that woman.

But that didn't do any good either, as Shadow came to her rescue again.

But his other half wasn't so quick to give up. He decided to let Shadow and that woman have a night together. And by doing so, he devised a new plan that would persuade them both to end their lives. And without that woman around, Shadow would have no choice but to join his dark brethren.

But no…

That plan became foiled as well. It almost worked, but almost didn't get the job done.

He was running out of options.

But that night when Shadow believed his love was lost inside that laboratory, he let everything go and allowed his other half to run free.

It was a good few minutes, and he allowed that woman to find him. But she HAD to focus her energy on Shadow and call him out again!

But little did they both know, while that was going on, Shadow's duplicate was simply transferring himself over to Rouge.

Reminiscing, he chuckled. It looked like that woman actually became some used to him after all.

How ironic.

Tumbling out of his thoughts, the duplicate paused in his steps once he discovered Shadow's sleeping form not that far away.

The hedgehog had his head lowered and his palms lowered. One rested on his stomach while the other remain in the grass.

The other's eyes narrowed as he witnessed the relaxed and calmed expression dressed across Shadow's features.

Was that…love…?

Disgusted, he made an elaborate face and stuck out his tongue.

His oh-so-obvious gagging noises made their way over to Shadow and his right ear twitched from picking up the sound.

But he didn't awaken.

Relieved, the dark mirror proceeded to continue over to Shadow, but when he reached within a 3 inch radius, he paused in his steps.

Smiling, he shut his eyes and concentrated.

Gathering the thoughts and forms of other spirits, as well as the remnants of Rouge he held onto, his body swirled as he began to take on a new form.

Beginning to shiver from the sudden wave of iciness, Shadow frowned and leaned towards the spot of the tree that Rouge once was. But instead of falling on her shoulder, his body collided with the itchy grass instead.

Waking up immediately, Shadow abruptly sat up and coughed from the unexpected impact. “Rou—Rouge??”

“Right here…”

Glancing towards the voice, Shadow had to do a double take.

There, in front of him, sat the glorious vision of Rouge. Although she seemed rather luminous tonight. Perhaps it was just from the moonlight?

Not taking his eyes off her, he blinked twice, then sat up straight, obviously intrigued. “R-Rouge?”

Giggling, the one in question slinked beside him and snuggled her cheek against his shoulder.

“Mmmmm Shadow….” she purred. “Did you miss me…?”

Shadow jumped at the sudden attention he was getting and glanced at her belly.

It was still pretty swollen. Then his features softened and he relaxed. It must be those hormones kicking in.

With a small smile, he took her hand and wrapped another arm around her body, pulling her closer to him.

Kissing her softly on the nose, Shadow was lucky he didn't see the look on her face at that moment.

“I sure did…”

Trying to smile back, but obviously displeased, the replica of Rouge trailed her eyes elsewhere.

Curious, Shadow tilted his head to the side and pulled her closer and sat her in his lap.

“What's the matter, honey?” he asked politely, pausing and waiting for her response.

Warily, she glanced at him, aware that this would be the first time Shadow had ever given a pet name to her. He was probably awaiting a positive response.

Wanting to get what she came here to do over with, she forced another smile but looked to Shadow from the side so he wouldn't be able to tell. “…My, do you really think I'm like honey to you…?”

Feeling his face warm up, Shadow adverted his gazed and sighed. “Is something wrong with that? You don't like it?”

`Man what did she DO to this guy? He's a complete emotional wreck!' Rolling her eyes, but keeping her back to Shadow, she laughed. “It's fine Shadow. You know, you should have more confidence…”

“Oh?” he asked, interested. “Why is that?”

“Because…” she began, slouching forward a little “…You have no idea what you're getting yourself into…”

“What?”

With an illusive giggle, she suddenly disappeared from view.

Alarmed and equally disturbed, Shadow sprung to his feet and the moment he spun around, his face met with the iron nails on Rouge's boot.

Tumbling to the ground, Shadow leapt up, rubbing his face, searching for blood. His mind raced as words were too mixed together to actually be voiced.

But when did she get so strong?!

Looking up, he managed to spot her lunging down from above. Flipping backwards, he avoided another sharp kick, and dodged the others.

They continued to lash out quickly...almost like lightening. And through the darkness of the night, the gleaming spark from the friction of her boots slicing through the air at such speeds resembled such.

Still unable to speak, Shadow raced around the small area, to catch her from behind, but he was a second too late. Just as he whiffed a chop, a sharp sting of cold tore through his back and sent him flying.

Laughing wildly as if enjoying every second of this, Rouge's mirror teleported behind Shadow and swiped him again and again. The sheer amount of force nearly shredded the entire middle assortment of quills from his back. Each deadly movement appeared flawless and simple, as if it were some type of delicate art.

Anguished and vexatious wails erupted from Shadow's tattered body as he was stuck and mauled as if he were a rag doll suspended in midair.

Nearly blinded by the rush and euphoria of besting Shadow, the dark entity almost didn't realize him not fighting back.

Why? Why didn't he?! Was he accepting death that easily?

…No…that's right. The dark replica forgot he was still in the accursed form of that female Shadow loved so much. OF COURSE he wouldn't fight back!

But he would actually do nothing and allow her to attack him?

Thinking about that only angered the spirit and his form changed back to its former state as mirroring Shadow.

Landing with no effort at all, he sourly watched Shadow drop from the sky and barely land on his own two feet.

Frowning, he stepped over to his counterpart and grabbed him by the fur on his chest.

“FIGHT ME!” he vulgarly vociferated in Shadow's face. “I SAID FIGHT ME!!”

Slowly coming to his senses, Shadow glanced up at the ignorant fool and winched at what he saw. Violently slapping his grip from him, the force sent both of them to either sides of the trees in the clearing.

Panting deeply, Shadow clutched his chest where a good sized patch of fur was missing. On the other side of the trees across from Shadow, his other half panted as well with a huge grin on his face. His right arm lay limp beside him as his other remained tautly clenched in a fist.

It appeared that his right arm had been broken.

“YES!!” he cried, forcing himself to his feet. “Excellent! One swipe form you just broke my arm! It's about time you decided to get serious!”

Curling his lip in abhorrence and disgust, Shadow gave no reply, but glared at his darker half.

Such hate, such anger burning in his eyes. Shadow was more than prepared to kill. But did he know what would happen if he did?

Seemed like he didn't care even if he did know!

Spitting to his left, the dark mirror grinned even broader than before and beckoned to Shadow. “…Do your worst… If you try to kill me, I'm taking you with me!”

Shadow again, gave no verbal response. His eyes flaring feverishly, he clenched his fists and his features solidified.

“You'll be damned to the 8th inferno of Hell before you lay another finger on me again…”

He grinned. “And I'll gladly prove you wrong…”

And within seconds, the two kicked off the ground and charged for the other at blistering speeds…

 

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Wake up…

Wake up… …

“Mmm? Huh? Who….who'zcallin'…me…” Rouge groggily questioned, beginning to stir from her sleeping enchantment.

Wake up! Shadow needs you!

Hearing his name, Rouge forced herself to get up, but quickly began to lay back down. Grimacing, the heaviness of her battered wings weighed her down.

In doing so thinking about them, she unknowingly gave them a twitch and yelped in excruciating pain.

Gripping the grass tightly, she ripped some of it out the ground and laid there, recomposing herself.

“Shadow…” she groaned through gritted teeth. She had to pull herself up…for his sake.

Bit by bit, she managed to force herself upto her knees. Shivering from the frigid remnants of the spell and those icy fingers, Rouge briskly rubbed her arms.

“I hate the cold…” she groused.

Then suddenly, she stopped. What was that sound just now?

Glancing to her left, she strained an ear to listen closely.

It almost sounded like…explosions of some sort were going off.

Alarmed, and knowing Shadow had to be involved somehow, Rouge instantly desired to be with him.

And the second she did, her body became engulfed in a soft white light and she was gone.

Watching the site, from a distance, the ill-fated form of the late Maria flickered from beside an old oak tree. Lightly placing her transparent fingertips to it, she gently laid her head against it and smiled faintly.

“I hope those two will be allright… Be strong, Shadow. Please do the right thing.” With that said, and her `helpful interference' to get Rouge back to Shadow done, the girl closed her eyes and dissolved into the misty air.

 

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Mild sonic booms littered behind them as they accelerated towards the other yet again at blinding speeds.

Random bouts of ice and glaciers sprang up wherever Shadow's other half emerged from, while explosions were set off in Shadow's wake. The porous trees were unable to take their raw velocity and combusted.

Within mere seconds, the forest had been set ablaze yet again, but it wasn't as permanent as it was when Shadow ignited it before.

This time, once the trees became lit, the gust from their speed put the fires out…but their attacks lit it right back up again.

Their battle had gone on few several minutes, but each passing second that was ripped away from them felt like agonizing hours.

Shadow had decimated his opponent well, but he still continued to fight.

And as he did, his attacks became slower and more readable for Shadow to intercept.

Having the upper hand, Shadow continued to show no signs of stopping or slowing down as he warped to his other half and ripped and pummeled at his beaten and broken body.

With a final blow, Shadow struck his opponent down into the beckoning grass below.

Landing not that far from him, Shadow slowly began to make his way over to him. Raising a clawed hand, Shadow continued to near closer to his very unlucky victim. A warm glow of red energy gradually appeared in his palm, dancing about his fingertips. Widening his hand, the glow immediately intensified and crackled wildly.

Barely able to hold his head up, the dark mirror choked on his own icy life-blood and faced Shadow with a smile.

“You think this is the end…? I…already,…*cough* told you! cough …cough… What would happen!”

“Tell it to someone who gives a f#ck…” he replied acidically and prepared to finish him when suddenly—

A white flash if light spilled through the clearing, distracting them both.

The second Shadow turned to acknowledge Rouge's presence, his other half took advantage of the situation and instead of going for Shadow, he sped towards Rouge.

Realizing what was happening, Shadow shouted to Rouge, but she didn't hear him.

It was as if everything was happening in slow motion.

Stepping out of the luminance of the warp, Rouge steadied herself from the discomfort and held her belly.

She had no idea of the oncoming onslaught that was about to careen into her.

Only having a split second to think, Shadow rushed towards her, calling her name.

Hearing him, she cautiously turned, and for a second, she thought she was seeing double.

Swiftly, the dark one drew his good arm back and thrust it forward towards his target…and also had enough time to block a searing chaos powered attack… …with his face.

With a blistering and unsettling series of moist crunches and cracks, Shadow's counterpart flew several acres back and shattered through a good number of trees on his way there.

Startled, Rouge stumbled into Shadow how firmly caught her and gingerly brought her into an eager hug.

And just as eagerly, she hugged him back.

“I'm sorry Shadow!” she began to confess, tears burning her eyes. “I'm sorry--!”

“Shhh…” he shushed, hugging her tightly “You're not the one to blame Rouge. You're perfect…”

`No I'm not…' she inwardly retaliated, remembering earlier that night when she took his hand from hers and wanted to get away from him.

But was that entirely her?

She doubted that, but the guilt still remained.

Calming down, she looked upto Shadow, whose eyes were shut tight.

It seemed as if he was trying to come to grips with everything that just happened.

Letting her eyes fall elsewhere, Rouge looked behind her but felt a soft tug from Shadow that he wanted her to stay close to him a little longer.

And so she complied.

As the time passed, she realized the intense heat from the flames had been subdued considerably. Looking up, she found them to be in an entirely different area.

There weren't as many trees huddled together above, and a small oval shape was revealed so the stars could be clearly seen.

Staring at them nearly awestruck, Rouge's eyes began to sparkle as she watched them.

She didn't know what it was, but something about them and something she saw in them got her to smile.

“Thank you…” she whispered.

“ `Thank you' ?” Shadow repeated, but instead of sounding ignorant, he smiled faintly and kissed her forehead.

Gazing up at him, she blinked. “What was that for?”

“Mm for talking with Maria.”

“I don't remember talking with her…I was just saying…thank you that's all.”

“Mmmhmmm” Shadow smirked.

“Hey what's that supposed to mean, you don't believe me?”

“Oh, I believe you, Rouge. Don't get so worked up.”

“Who's getting worked up!?!”

Shadow laughed, then grimaced. He had forgotten about the deep slices and cuts he received. But to him, it was minor.

“See, that's why you should take it easy. That's what you get for teasing me…!” Rouge playfully scolded. Painfully, she tried her very best to hide her injuries from Shadow and secretly prayed he wouldn't see her wings.

“So…” she began, choosing her words carefully “Is…is he dead?”

Hearing her tone grow so serious so soon, Shadow respected that and responded in the same tone. “…No… not yet.”

Rouge's eyes grew huge. “NOT YET?!!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN NOT YET?!!!” she yelled, rustling the leaves in the trees.

Even Shadow had to recoil. “Could you warn someone before you do that?!”

“Sorry it slipped my mind. Your handsome face distracted me.”

Shadow raised an eyebrow. “…Are you being sarcastic?”

“No, I'm serious.”

He thought for a moment. “Hmmm!”

“Hmm what? And hey stop changing the subject!”

“Actually that was you…”

“Details details…Anyway, what do you mean he's not dead yet? You practically rammed him into the next sate!!”

Shadow chuckled at her exaggeration and lightly rubbed her arm. “Thanks for the compliment. I'll be sure to actually do that next time I fight him…if I do. But …he doesn't have any blood. Did you notice that?”

“Huh?” Rouge blinked, then pondered on his words. “Now that you mention it, he didn't…”

“I know… But…” he trailed off, his features solidifying sternly. How was his darker half able to take Rouge's form?

…Shadow wondered about that…and the more he thought on it, the more displeased he became.

“Shadow?” Rouge called, nudging him in the shoulder. “…Looks like he got you pretty good…”

Half-frowning, Shadow sighed. “Yeah, I'm beaten and bruised all over.” Then his tone suddenly became urgent. “He didn't hurt you, did he?”

“..Well I uh…” she trailed off, leading her eyes to the ground. But soon she found her vision met with Shadow's again as he lifted a finger under her chin and regained her attention.

“Rouge…be honest with me… He hurt you didn't he? Where…”

Sighing dejectedly that she knew she couldn't keep something like that a secret from him for long, Rouge glanced towards her wings. Shadow's eyes followed suit and they quickly narrowed.

“I see…so he broke them…”

“Only one is broken, Shadow. The other is just…a little bent.”

“It's broken, Rouge. You of all people shouldn't try to sugarcoat something he did. You hate that anyway.”

“Yeah yeah! I know. Anyway…we've both got wounds to tend to. So…let's deal with that first, okay? Then we can talk…some more.”

With a grin, Shadow chuckled. “What for? It isn't like you were listening to me in the first place.”

“Hey, that doesn't count!”

“And why doesn't it? Because you said so, Rouge?”

“…. Well…yeah. So?”

Laughing, Shadow gently pulled her close and kissed her forehead. “I love you, Rouge…You know that, don't you?”

What was that? Shadow being insecure??

Smiling, Rouge snuggled up on his shoulder and slipped an arm around his waist. “I'd better.”

Sharing a small round of well-needed laughter, the duo carefully made their way through the forest to tend to their wounds and…to have a little time to themselves as well.

 

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@_@ WOW THAT WAS LONG

The plot changed again lol

Whoo! That means this story will be a lil longer than expected.

 

-Mel