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Sonadow Book 1: Murder Or Love


I could tell after calling him a 'great friend,' that it somehow really hurt him. In a way, I knew he would react that way. The walls built around my fragile heart started to break, as I could see that on the inside, Sonic was broken to pieces. I could see that he was forcing back the tears of pain and regret. Then I took a risky move and embraced him passionately.  

Then I felt his soft hands run past my quills and hug me back. I felt the love and power deep within him, but I could tell that he was still in pain. I knew at once that he loved me as much as I dearly loved him. Still I just could not tell him how I really felt. I could sense that the perfect moment was coming, but how could I possibly know for sure? 

Then we released each other from our long overdue hug. We gazed at each other one last time. Then I left the bathroom to let him finish getting ready. As he was getting ready I herd him start to sing again. With the tooth brush in his mouth he was mumbling words to 'Super Luv' again.  

Only the notes were not the same. I suspected that he was singing the last verse to the song. Sonic always had a way of screwing with my head, but it was only one little verse. So why was I getting so eager to know it? My ears were strained as I tried to listen to his mumbled words. I started whispering to myself softly. 

"Damn, if only he didn't have a mouth full of toothpaste right now." Yet I could feel the old me's rage seeping through my throat. I felt the urge to storm in there and strangle the words out of him. Then my eyes grew small in shock. Was I really thinking about killing Sonic again? As if he was just another low life criminal. 

I knew that Sonic could never even grasp that kind of crime. I'm sure if a fly landed on his nose, he would call it a beautiful creature of luck. So why now would I even consider what I had in mind? I knew right then and there, that my past would always haunt me. The question still rained if he could still love me in the same way. Then I herd his voice echo from down the hall. 

"I'm gonna take a shower, so just watch tv or something." Then the desire to kill was replaced with pure perverted pleasure. I knew as long as I was with Sonic, he could help get rid my past self. Just the thought of Sonics body, heightened every good desire. So my past was forgotten, and was caught pervertedly love struck in the present. 

Ten minutes later, the running water stopped. I perked my ears up to listen for some strange reason, but all I could hear was wet footsteps. Then an embarrassed voice. 

"Oh god dammit!" I could tell that there was either something missing, or maybe something he forgot. Whatever it was, he was pissed about it. 


"Yeah?" My voice was hesitant. 

"Um...could you go get another towel from my closet in my room?" Then it hit me. He forgot a towel. So he was just standing there helpless and wet, until I gave it to him. With perverted thoughts running through my head, I went to his room, and got a towel. I walked to the bathroom, and knocked on the door. Then Sonic slightly opened the door. I reached my hand in with the towel in my grasp, and what I saw almost made me almost die right on the spot. 

Sonic was standing behind the door, but he must have forgotten that a mirror was placed right in front of him. With the doors angle, I could see everything. I mean EVERYTHING! I could see from his soft ears, to his slender body, all the way down to his tail. Well he was safely hiding the one part that I felt tempted to see, and yet tried to look away from. I decided that I would never tell him about that little incident, unless I really needed to.  

Then after all was said and done, Sonic came walking out of the bathroom awkwardly with the towel around his waist. I gave a shy little smile, as I knew that we were both somehow bound together. Then, I gave a little laugh, that he herd. 

"Hehe, shut up." Sarcastically he glanced back at me before walking into his room. I could see his tail wagging rapidly underneath the soft towel. The next few minuets left me to think about what I had witnessed. Then Sonic walked out of his room, with an awkward smile of embarrassment. Then we were off to the picnic.  

We walked, since Leafy Green Meadow was not that far from Sonics house. The air was crisp and cool, as Sonics fur gracefully blew through the wind. I slowly reached my hand towards his, only to be met half way by his hand. I turned my head to him and blushed, and he did the same.

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