Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Something More ❯ Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Night has fallen again over the Earth, the dark melodic song of the twilight hour lulling everyone into a peaceful slumber. There are some exceptions to this, however. Some thrive in the night, relishing and embracing the darkness such as one would treasure a beloved friend. I was one of these people. My nocturnal journey has begun again as it always does at this time, not ending until I can feel the comforting embrace of Sonic's arms around my bare flesh. That will come later.

I put one foot in front of the other, slowly trudging towards my destination. Strangely, my mind is resisting my heart's commands, it is telling me to stop, to not go any further yet my heart is telling me to go on, to find out the truth about my lover's feelings for me. That search for the truth is the only thing that keeps me going-if it were not for that I would surely have turned around and went back home, wherever that is for tonight…

He is out there waiting for me, an impatient expression on his usually lustful face. Queries pour forth from his full lips, questioning my unusually late arrival. I apologize repeatedly but he does not listen to them, which is typical for him-he never listens to what I have to say.

Once the reprimands cease he steps aside, allowing me inside his home. The room that I stand in is dark, the only light filtering though a tiny window pane in quartered bursts. When I ask him why he never turns on the light all he says is that I ask too many questions. The only place I should be concerned about is the bed. and I take that as a fact.

I can feel his presence behind me so I turn around for a kiss only to be pushed towards the bed by rough hands. The curses start flying again, the obscenities telling me that I ruined the flow of things, that I set the schedule behind. I listen to these words in disbelief, was this all I was to him? As soon as my frail body hits the mattress he is on top of me, ripping my clothing to shreds in an attempt to rid the `obstacles' that hinder the process of his usual actions. My coverings-if that's what you could call them at the moment-landed in a forgotten heap on the ground. He quickly sheds his clothing and rolls under me in one movement, already pushing my head down to take him with my mouth as I always do. I resist this movement and come back up, my face now touching his. He is disgruntled at first but it soon turns to rage. The obscenities pour forth from his lips for the third time that night, this time asking me what was my fuckin' problem?! and will I ever shape up? He slaps me, hard. The blow stings unlike any other I have received-only because this time it is from someone I love.

My heart shatters at this moment; why was he so afraid to allow me visit him in the daytime or verbally convey my delight in his sultry actions? Why was he so mean? Then it dawned on me like a light bulb coming to life. He was ashamed of me, of himself, of us together. Why was this so? Didn't he love me? I thought about this for a second; did he ever express his feelings for me? No, he didn't. Usually the only things he said to me were on your back or spread. This was troubling; was there any affection for me in his heart or was it all just sex? I surely loved him! I loved him more than anything in the universe! Without him, I would surely be a lost soul. Without my mate I would never be complete. What if he didn't feel the same way? What if the only thing he cared about was my body? Well, I just had to find out.

"Do you love me?" my words hang in the night air.

He pauses in his `Shadow bashing' for a moment to look at me with wide green eyes. He looks like he is at a lost for words for once.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I ask because I want to know." I am surprised by the austerity in my tone. Surprisingly, he is too. He tugs at his threadbare comforter with nervous fingers, obviously trying to come up with an answer that would please me.

"I do love you." He finally says.

"Really?" My voice is high and anxious.

"I love you Shadow. Really I do." He raises a hand to caress my reddened cheek, still sore from the impact of his bruising slap. A simple smile graces his saliva moistened lips. I lean into his hand and smile, actions that I would soon come to regret. Taking this as a `green light' for my allowance for the continuation of his lewd actions, he captures my lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue entering my mouth and claming me as his once more. Our actions grow hot and heavy as they usually do, all ending in a mass of stained sheets and satiated hungers-at least for the time being…

"Shadow!"

"Huh?"

"Get up! I hear something!"

I sigh and snuggle closer to my love. "So?"

He pushes me off of him, gaining access to grab my torn clothing. He shoves the articles in my face, frowning. "You have to go." He says quietly, ear cocked to hear anything.

"Why do I have to leave?!" I dress in what little covering I have left, most of which now exposed my most private areas.

"There might be someone out there who might see us." He began to look around, a look of nervousness on his face. Anger began to bubble in the back of my throat, shown to him by the indignant expression plastered on my face.

"You're ashamed aren't you?!"

"No!" he tries to deny it but I can see right through his façade.

"Listen hedgehog; when you love someone you are not ashamed of them! What are you trying to hide?! What are you trying to deny?! That you lust after another man?! Whoop de fuckin' doo!" My voice is loud, so blaringly loud that if anyone was nearby-within a couple hundred feet of so-they would have heard me.

By this time, Sonic was a nervous wreck. He kept trying to shush me but he could not. "Please keep it down!"

"WHY SHOULD I?! I'M NOT GOING TO BE YOUR WHORE ANYMORE! FUCK YOU!" With those words I was gone, running full speed away from the house, away from him. Tears flowed down my face with a force that only Poseidon himself could have controlled but I did not wipe them away, I couldn't. I couldn't because I knew that he shared these tears and if this is the only thing that we could mutually possess then so be it.

(A.N.: What Shad means by `sharing tears' is that Sonic is crying too at his house over the lost of Shadow. (maybe) ^ ^ Oh yeah, Poseidon is the Greek god of the sea.)