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My Pink Roommate	By : Lolly_Shane Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 6677 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic The Hedgehog, nor the character's from it. I make no profit out of writing this story.

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A/N: Anything in italics means the individual is thinking to his/herself.

Chapter 11: Checking on Amy.

Early Sunday morning...around 2:00 a.m.

A blizzard has occurred overnight. It appears that the forecast from the previous day was indicating a very bad weather approaching. The snow fall was heavy, the wind was howling, the air was freezing, this damn winter storm is just too overwhelming! Sprinkles of snow along with the prickling shards of ice swirled around the entire area thus creating a hazardous patchy breeze. Sure the Mystic Ruin's residents were safe and sound in their comfy homes and beds. But this unspeakable blizzard wasn't enough to excuse anyone from going to work and/or school, which is going to be in a few hours. However, it's not even close to dawn so hopefully the winter storm eases up by then.

And thankfully two hedgehogs, both Amy and Shadow, didn't have to tolerate much with the freezing tempest outside, both tucked in their warm home.

Yes, their home.

Inside the inaudible dimmed beige house with the all lights turned off, the only given essential brightness that brought some sort life in the living room was fireplace itself. The exquisite flames were ridiculously burning its devotion tonight. Despite the blizzard outside and the extreme coldness going on, it wasn't enough to penetrate the warmth inside.

Lying flat on her stomach against the sofa was Amy Rose herself, sleeping her soul away just to get over her pitiful illness. As Amy's verde sphere hid underneath her sickly dark eye-lids for protection, the withered flower unconsciously tossed and turned in her slumber with the blanket tightly wrapped around herself trying to get more comfortable. Seconds later Amy stopped moving, only to lie peacefully on her back as she heaved a deep sweet honey coo which escaped through her lips. Amy's chest deliberately rose up and down with one arm on her behind head and the other to her side.

Moments later a noise coming from the dark hallway sounded off as the bedroom door opened and softly closed afterwards. Footsteps eased its way towards the living room and coming out from the opening was Shadow himself displaying an impassive look. He decided to check on Amy this time of night just to make sure she's still alive and breathing.

"Need to be as quiet as possible." Shadow thought, walking closer to Amy.

The ebony halted his last step and stood in front of the pink sleeping beauty, leering down at her with a concern expression on his face. Shadow can clearly see how much darker Amy's eye-lids were due to her extreme fatigue and noticed beads of sweat popping all over her face and neck. The black hedgehog frowned at this and removed one of his gloves.

"Lets see if her condition hasn't gotten worse." Shadow thought, bending over to check Amy's temperature.

Shadow placed his gloveless hand on the pink flower's forehead then slowly moved down to her right side of her cheek, trying to feel any signs if her body temperature changing. Then a pleasant yet strange thing happened. Amy sweetly growled pleasurably at whatever sensation she was feeling and unconsciously nuzzled the very hand touching her face. She smiled in her sleep as her eye-lids began to flutter.

"..."

Shadow was left kind of speechless at Amy's actions even though she had no idea what she was doing.

"Wh-What the?" He almost whispered, dumbfounded.

Although verde eyes were still beautifully hidden underneath her dark lids, Amy continued to sink her face further in Shadow's hand. She even caught a whiff of the ebony's scent and shivered erotically at the intoxicating aroma coming from the male hedgehog.

"Mmm...ah...ooh..." Amy moaned, folding her ears back in euphoria.

Shadow's mouth gaped as he displayed a shocked expression, eyes wide opened. "She's enjoying that!"

The ebony quickly pulled his arm away and looked at the very hand where Amy nuzzled. He eyed at the very hand that seemed to have gotten Amy turned on in her sleep and looked down at the pink flower again, cocking an eyebrow

Shadow just scratched his quills followed by a mild shrug while displaying a dark, puzzled look. "She's warm but not burning up a fever." He confirmed, very quiet and smoothly.

"But with her sleeping, I can't tell if she's gotten sicker or not." He whispered.

And all too soon the slumbering pink flower centered her head back frowning in disappointed that the 'touch' and 'scent' of Shadow's hand was gone.

Dropping his expression now, Shadow turned his heel and slowly walked towards the kitchen leaving Amy by herself for a bit. Then something in the kitchen sounded like a piece of furniture was being moved and lifted. Shadow comes back with a chair being carried with one arm going back towards the pink flower; He set down the chair and angled it sideways where he is not directly looking at Amy. He then took a seat with his arms crossed.

Shadow leaned back in his chair. "I suppose I can sit here for a bit." He thought, shutting his eyes.

With just the two of hedgehogs in the inaudible house, Shadow and the resting Amy sit in semi darkness living room. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turning into an hour already; the only noise heard now was the fire-place crackling, burning down whatever wood it has left and the blistering blizzard storm being outside.

Opening his eyes again, Shadow turned his neck at the snoozing Amy, smirking with such aloofness. "Hmph." He huffed, haughtily. "Rose, I've seen you take on bigger opponents yet this illness seems to have has got the best of you." The ebony spoke a little...too...loud.

Shadow's ears perked up as he dropped his smirk as Amy started to murmur in her sleep, rousing up.

He signed at his mistake.

Whatever happened to being as quiet as possible?

Shadow only face-palmed.

As Amy stirred and stretched heaving her last sleepy breath, she opened her dark eye-lids and eyed the stern ebony as he just removed his hand from his face. She giggled at Shadow. "You wouldn't know that because you've never been sick in your life, Hedgehog Wonder." Amy croaked lowly, still trying to wake up.

Shadow folded his ears in annoyance while displaying a dissatisfaction demeanor at Amy. "That silly nickname..." He growled, just before he spoke up. "How do you feel, Rose?" The ebony asked patiently, rising up from his seat a bit.

The pink flower yawned as she rubbed whatever crust remains out of her eyes, darting her eyes at Shadow again. "I'm a little dizzy and I'm still tired out of my mind." Amy complained, placing both her hands in the center of her bosom.

Shadow nodded. "I figured. Not much improvement on her health." He frowned, lightly."Go back to sleep then, Rose." The ebony said, using both tone of firm and softness.

The pink flowered puckered her lips, scowling. "What time is it?" Amy asked, fluttering her eyes.

Shadow narrowed his eyes darkly at Amy as he can clearly see that she was refusing to listen to him. Amy paid no mind to his traditional grim look, she only grinned sheepishly at his expression.

"Late enough for you to get more rest, Rose." Shadow ordered, sinking back into his chair.

Amy shook her head defiantly. "No, I practically slept all day and night or whatever, Shadow." She complained, sinking deeper in the sofa.

Shadow lowered his eye-lids, dismissing Amy's defiant behavior. "Fine, let your condition get worse." He gave up.

The pink flower blinks tiredly at Shadow, smiling wearily. "Could you give me water, please?" Amy innocently asked, clenching her throat. The ebony dropped his hard expression at Amy's request and gave her a soft nod.

He got up from his seat. "Very well, Rose." Shadow acknowledged.

As Shadow head towards the kitchen leaving Amy by herself for some seconds, the pink flower leaned up a little on the sofa still having the blanket wrapped around body for more warmth. Hearing the refrigerator opened and closed, Amy took a glance at the chair where Shadow was currently sitting at moment ago before he got up. Amy tilted her head and thought...was Shadow planning on watching over her all night? As weak as she was, Amy forced a relieving smile at this, thinking that she won't suffer all night by herself.

"Never thought in a million of years Shadow would do this." Her half-lidded green jewels attempted to sparkle.

The footsteps coming from the kitchen soon touched the plush living room carpet as Shadow returned with a bottle of water in his hand. He took his own seat first in the chair just before he handed the beverage drink to Amy.

"Here." Shadow offered the drink.

"Thank you, Shadow." Amy thanked him, taking the bottle from his hand.

"Not at all." Shadow complied.

Amy opened the water bottle cap and starting drinking, taking large gulps from the bottle leaving Shadow to raise a brow at her aggressive drinking. Finishing her last drop, Amy set the empty bottle on the plushy carpet next to her and laid back down on the sofa. Seeing that Amy was satisfied with her thirst, Shadow leaned back in his chair again, placing both his hands on his lap.

Just before Amy dozed off, she abruptly opened her eyes sharply wanting to ask Shadow why here was in the living room with her. She turned her face at the ebony, blinking sweet and sickly at him. Shadow sensed Amy looking at him as he eyed at her sweet sickly behavior, giving the pink flower an impassive grim look.

The pink flower leaned up her upper part of her body causing Shadow to raise both his brows, never taking her gaze off him. "Here goes nothing..." Amy sighed, bravely. "What were you doing here anyway, Shadow?" The pink flower asked.

The ebony's expression dropped casually followed by a sigh as he took his attention away from Amy now. The pink flower wrinkled her face with such sick cuteness and exhaustion.

"Shad-"

Scarlet spheres sighed at Amy's persistent asking. "I just came to check to see if you hadn't died on me." He cuts her off, nonchalantly.

Amy was silent for a moment then her muzzle flushed with embarrassment followed by a giggle. Even though it sounded kind of forceful due to her illness. This reaction only made the ebony turn his gaze back to the sick flower.

"You're laughing, Rose." Shadow spoke smoothly, sounding a little agitated. "Did I miss something?"

Verde eyes dully shimmered and stopped laughing. "Um no, it's just that...were you worried about me?" Amy wrinkled her sickly expression, grinning.

Shadow's ears twitched. "I wanted to make you were still alive so I didn't have to worry about moving your corpse by tomorrow morning." He said, in stoic.

Amy shook her head not believing Shadow one bit. "Just say it Shadow, you were worried about me." She pushed, trying to get Shadow to confess already.

The ebony heaved a breath only to exhaled, trying to not to let Amy's persistent asking bother him. "I came to see if you were breathing and I did that." He said, with confidence.

"Then what's up with you sitting down in that chair?" Amy pointed her finger at him, almost accusingly. "Obviously, you were planning to stick around here for a while had I not woke up." She exasperated, at the end of her sentence.

The black hedgehog wrinkled his nose. "Isn't she suppose to be sick?" He thought, comprehending Amy's current poor health. "Go back to sleep!" Shadow said, getting a little pissed already.

Amy attempted to pull a sourface, trying to keep her eyes open. "Nope, I don't think so yet." She tried to sound as playful as she can.

Shadow jerked his neck in frustration away from Amy, trying to hide his snarl. "I must admit." He then hid a smirk from Amy. "Even when Rose knows she's going to be bedridden for a while, she still act's like herself." He felt almost impressed.

And as withered as Amy was, Shadow's gruff wasn't enough to make the pink flower go back to sleep. If anything, Amy doesn't seem to be bothered by Shadow's apathetic or arrogant behavior as of now. Matter of fact, Amy don't think she'll ever be bothered by Shadow's attitude anymore. She's already seen the "other side" of him when he apologized before, making him almost no threat or even a nuisance to her from this point on.

Amy hung her head down in thought as she starts to feel her eye-lids getting heavy now. Fatigue is taking over her body.

"Okay so Shadow can be stubborn and act's too proud most of the time, but he's still...I don't know...sweet in his own way." She beamed to herself.

"You were worried about me, that's all there is to it." Amy chirped, hinting some grogginess to it.

Shadow kept his gaze away from the pink flower, twitching his ears at her sudden behavior. "Interesting...hours ago you sounded like you were dying and too soon, you're chirping?" Giving Amy a dark look before turning his neck away, again.

Half-lidded verde eyes smile, faintly. "Shadow, I usually forget about whatever sickness or pain I'm going through when somebody sits with me like this so..." Amy trailed off.

"I can see that." Shadow gruff, dropping his expression.

"I really appreciate you if you were planning to stand by me all night." Amy again, thanked Shadow.

"It's really nothing, Rose." Shadow said, smoothly.

"Whatever you say." Amy yawned.

"Can you go back to sleep now?" Shadow asked again.

Although still leaning up, Amy decided to get on her knees a bit with her hands on her lap. She tiled her head at the demanding ebony, flushing a bit. "Not yet because..." The pink flower whispered.

"Because what?" Shadow impatiently asked, hardly paying attention what Amy is doing.

Moving too quick for Shadow now, Amy moved forward with her arms wide open as her feet touched the floor. The blanket fall off her body, revealing her blue spaghetti strap night-gown Shadow secretly likes. Amy must've changed into her night-gown before it got too late hours ago.

"Because I owe you for at least looking out for me." She croaked, with such sweet passion.

"Come aga-"

"..."

Whoa.

Shadow immediately stopped breathing as his scarlet eyes shrunk in bewilderment when he felt arms being wrapped around his neck.

And he was feeling it all.

The tightness of Amy's grip on him, the softness of her fur and face pressed against his cheek, the sudden rush of heat engulfing the ebony, hot breath escaping Amy's lips onto his neck, the feeling of her bosom pressed up against his chest, her heartbeat vs his.

Amy's blue night-gown that hugged her figure.

Oh shit...

Lastly, her heavenly scent with a mixture of peach and berry filling up his nostrils causing the ebony's lip to slightly tremble. It was all too much for Shadow.

"Chaos..." Shadow half-lidded his eyes in confusion, nearly...don't moan! "Rose...?" Shadow rasped, faintly.

The pink flower sighed as she hugged Shadow's neck tighter. "I'm just giving you my appreciation, Shadow." Amy spoke lowly. "There's nothing wrong giving someone a friendly hug." She murmured, delicately.

Amy hummed and accidentally breathed into Shadow's neck catching a whiff of his scent. Her glazed and shimmering eyes narrowed suspiciously, taking another breath at it. She loosened her hold on Shadow's neck for a bit.

"Such an intoxicating scent...mix with spice and a hint of clove."

"...Almost familiar...Could've sworn I smelled this sweet, spicy aroma in my dreams." Amy closed her eyes.

The ebony also closed his eyes and sighed, not knowing what else to say or do at this point except let Amy have her way for now. He relaxed his neck and shoulders, heaving a breath of defeat.

"Rose is...She said she's giving me a friendly hug but..."

"...What is this?...I've never experienced such warmth and softness from one person." Shadow breathed, deeply

Sensing that Shadow is no longer tensed by her hold now, Amy squeezed him one more time before slowly releasing her grip entirely from the ebony. Amy plants herself back on the sofa and leaned right back down with her back against it, pulling the blankets over her body again. Her eye-lids become heavier than before and noticed that Shadow watched her every move from hugging to getting ready to go back to sleep.

The pink flower giggled, warmly. "Thanks for not pushing me away."

Shadow shook his head, hastily. Trying to get back to reality.

"Not at-You're welcome, I guess." Shadow spoke, smoothly.

Shadow then leaned back into his chair trying to comprehend what just happened the whole time he was sitting in it. Amy Rose gave him a hug. It's not that he didn't like it. He definitely didn't hate it. But the way how she wrapped her arms around his neck was just too inviting. As much Shadow wanted to brush it off he simply...can't. He heard a yawn and turned his neck to see Amy finally going to sleep hopefully her illness will finally go away.

The pink flower stretched. "I'm going back to sleep now."

"Very well." Shadow replied.

"Aren't you going back to your room?" Amy wondered.

"No..." Shadow looked from one direction and turned back to the pink flower. "I'll stay here until you fall asleep."

Amy blinked her eyes a couple of times and smile at the ebony. But that wasn't all. The way how the pink flower's jade eyes twinkled with such intense brilliance was enough to outshine a Chaos emerald. A smile so big, so beautiful, that it could make a murderous axe killer kneel before her. And although Amy was flushing, her face glowed and marveled. Completely forgetting how sick she was.

What the hell is with Amy and the way how she smile? Shadow's heart unbelievably skipped at beat as if Amy's smile was meant...for him.

"Night, Shadow." Amy yawned one last time, turning her back at Shadow to fall asleep.

"You the same, Rose." Shadow said, distantly.

Minutes later, Amy fell fast asleep. Now it was just Shadow by himself in the dimmed living room and the fireplace crackling. The ebony placed both his hands to his face and clearly TRIED to understand what just happened to him. Did he enjoyed all of this coming from Amy?

Admittedly, he did.

"Rose..." Shadow thought to himself and himself only.

The ebony removed his head from his hands, slowly centering his face. He leaned back in his seat some more. "Her touch...her scent...her softness...her smile..." Shadow smirked, with a pinch of silk.

"Her blue night-gown..."

"..."

"...All of it...Beautiful..."

Crossing his arms and legs without thinking no more, Shadow closed his eyes just to join Amy in slumber. He rather just sleep through the night in the chair he currently sat all night.

He's comfortable the way he was now.
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