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Secret Affair	By : kittynakajima Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 15989 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Sonic is the property of SEGA/Sonic Team, and I do not profit from writing this story. However, I do claim ownership of the characters of Dr. Sara Torinai and Aria Torinai.

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Author�s Note: And now, we bring you Chapter 3 of Secret Affair. It�s gone under some revisions, but it�s good nonetheless. Main difference being that this will be one of those chapters talking through the point of view of two or more characters, rather than just either Amy�s or Sonic�s point of view solely.
Also updating as somewhat of a birthday present to Kawaii Sonikku, the person responsible for the ideas upon which this fan fiction is based.
And once more, Sonic the Hedgehog and other relating characters are property of Sega Enterprises/Sonic Team. The character of Sara R. Torinai, Aria Torinai, and any other not recognized as Sega are the property of me, Kitty Nakajima.
Once again, if you are under the age of 17, please exit from reading this story now, as I nor the server(s) hosting this story will be held accountable for partial or whole reading of this story.

(Amy�s POV)

Tic. Tic. Tic. The clock located in the OB/GYN waiting room is starting to piss me off. It�s half past 8 at night as I�m sitting by myself in there, waiting to see my assigned obstetrician for the first time. A Doctor by the name of Ryder I believe � they told me that�s who I�m supposed to be seeing when they phoned me up two days ago.

That and the fact that they mentioned I shouldn�t eat anything so they could draw some clean blood samples. I�ve had blood drawn before and they�d never asked me to starve myself half to death so they can get a good sample. Plus saying I have to come in this late in the evening? � Does that really make sense? If you�re going to make me starve to prick me with a needle, you better do it in the same breathe as well.

Makes me wonder if this forced fast could possibly be any good on the baby�
To kill time, my mind wanders back to the last time I had spoken with Sonic. This past Wednesday when he had called my apartment repeatedly and left several messages on my answering machine. The topic of all of them being the same - to get back to him.

�C�mon Ames�, one started. �I know you�re home. Whatever�s bothering you, we can talk about it� I don�t know what I did, but whatever it is, I�m apologizing for it��
I�ll leave it at that, okay? You call me when you�re ready.
Take care now.�
I try not to be moved by the messages he had left during the course of that day, including the one where I finally got the nerve up to answer�and gave him one of the most incomprehensible ramblings that I had ever given in my entire existence.

�Go away! I don�t need you to look out after me.

I�m better off without you��
That last sentence still fresh in my mind. Quite a fib actually � I�m worse off without him. If this had been a clean and cut romp between the two of us, I might have been better for it; finally realizing my dream of being with a person that I had grown to both love and admire, yet realizing I prefer to do so from afar.

Or simply put, just realizing that the two of us are incompatible as lemon and cr�me in a cup of tea�

I get out of my thoughts to take another glance at the wall clock. It�s now a quarter to 9 � this place closes at 9:30 and I�ve been sitting here, waiting to give blood and see this Dr. Ryder for nearly two and a half hours.

Was out of that cramped chair and at the receptionist�s desk in the same action. It only took a few seconds for the receptionist, a meek looking ewe to catch the the intensifying irritation that was currently forming upon my face.

�I�m�ss...sorry, Miss...ss�� she finally managed. �Bb...but our office will be closing within the...�

�CLOSING?!?!� I exclaimed. Had to starve myself half to death for what should have been an appointment at 7 this evening. Starved and hungry for most of the day, and now being informed that the appointment I�d been waiting for would no longer take place?

This little tidbit of information was the last thing to finally break my now fleeting patience.
Do you even realize how long I�ve been waiting here?� I inquired while looking the sheep dead on in the eyes, all the while as my rage was building to a boiling point. I clenched my left hand into a fist, before slamming it down into the receptionist�s desk. �I get called a little before 6 p.m. yesterday by someone here who told me not to eat anything at all for at least the next 8 hours after my last meal. I haven�t eaten anything since 7:30 last night.�

The ewe receptionist tried in vain to mutter some apologies to me, but I continued:
�Absolutely nothing, and now I�m being told that I have to do this another time? How inconsiderate and inconvenient is that?�

The receptionist gave a little nod to my last statement. She had to admit, it was rather inconsiderate to an expectant mother to keep her on a fast when she needed to be munching and nibbling to ensure a healthy baby.

More inconvenient still as she let me know I would have to fast once more and come in for a rescheduled appointment concerning the matter. �We�re going to have to reschedule you, Ms. Rose�, she finally said, managing to convey a thought clearly for the first time during our little conversation.

I probably would have erupted into a pink fluff of fury if not for a nagging thought about the baby�s wellbeing. �All this rage probably isn�t good for the baby� I
thought. �Need to calm down...�

Slowly took in a deep breath before changing my stance to something that wouldn�t be interpreted as intimidating by the now frightened receptionist. �Alright� I
mumbled in a tone much lower then the previous, �I�d like to make the next available appointment with a Dr. Ryder�.

�Dr. Ryder?� the receptionist echoed back as she swiftly pressed a few keys on the keyboard connected to the desktop computer to pull up the appointment manager. A loud beep was heard after a brief moment, followed with a slight grimace on the ewe�s face. She tried the same command a second, even a third time with advanced options, and ended up with the same result.

�I don�t believe an appointment with Dr. Ryder will be possible, Ms. Rose�, she cooed softly. She looked up at me, just as my resolve to remain calm was now dissolving. �It says here that Dr. Ryder won�t be seeing any more patients from this clinic�� She gulped a little before continuing, �I think I probably should have mentioned�that she�s taking up the position as chief obstetrician/gynecologist over at a medical clinic located on Westside Island��

�WHAT?!?!� I could have taken not eating and being told to reschedule�I guess it happens from time to time. But now being told that the doctor of my choosing would no longer see me?

That was just too much�

�Is there anyone else I can see?� I finally managed to say. At this point, I really didn�t care who saw me, as long as it was all over and done with. Only thing I did care about was that it be a female doctor; was a bit iffy about male doctors in this particular field of medicine.

All that mattered at the moment was that I at least be seen, by a female doctor, to make an inquiry or two about pregnancy in general�

�What is going on here?�

I turn around to face another female dressed in a modest blue dress covered by a white laboratory coat. Another hedgehog like me, except she had been graced with tan fur and quills so long that they hung in a way that was similar to that of long human hair. Her quills and some other features, particularly the creases above her eyes, were tinted with a shade of a somewhat forest green. She also had these tints located on her legs, and apparently on her arms, though her coat was hiding it quite well. This shade of green also manifested itself in the one long strand of hair that was flowing down her face, and I watched her brush it to the side as she swiftly took off the spectacles that had been resting on her face before finally speaking again.

�What is going on here?� she inquired once more. I would have responded, but then I realized that both the inquiry and her questioning gaze were directed at the receptionist, who was quivering in her seat behind me.

The receptionist just stared back at her, stuttering and mumbling to herself in another horrid attempt at conjugating words. �Yy...you�see Doctor�, she finally managed to mumble, �this is one of the last few patients that Dr. Ryder was assigned to before re�re...relocating to��
�Stop right there, Ms. Rambert.� Interrupted the female hedgehog, who apparently was a doctor according to the title that was given by the receptionist. She raised an eyebrow as she turned towards me and asked: �Ms., could you kindly tell me when this so called appointment with Dr. Ryder was scheduled with you?�

�Only yesterday evening� I said quickly. �They told me to not eat anything for up to 8 hours after my last meal and come in for an appointment at 7:30 this evening. I�ve been waiting here ever since I arrived. And what�s worse is that I�m just now finding out that this Dr. Ryder no longer��

She raised a hand up, as to motion for me to remain silent. �I�ve heard enough�, she kindly stated to me. She then turned her attention towards the receptionist, who seemed to know full well what was coming.

Looked to be the slaughtering of the lamb, if you will�

�Ms. Rambert�, she started, her tone of voice notably more irritated than before, �I thought I told you to remove Dr. Ryder�s name from the scheduling system weeks ago��

�Bbb...Utt...I��

�But nothing! Dr. Ryder has not been practicing medicine at this location for the course of nearly 6 months! She should no longer be in our system for any new appointments. This is the fourth time in this WEEK that this little scheduling mishap has happened, and it�s beginning to wear thinly on the patience of the women seeking treatment here!�

The receptionist still tried to murmur in some type of excuse, but the Doctor continued: �And furthermore, it�s resulted in one of our patients now in a rather irritable mood, and having gone without any proper nourishment for herself and developing baby for at least the course of one day.�

�But Dr. Torinai, I can�t remove the name out of the system without an admin override�, she finally managed to say. She pointed to the computer screen, where the name �Ryder� was highlighted in blue.

�Nonsense�, scoffed the doctor. �You damn well don�t need an �admin override�, Ms. Rambert � you ALREADY have it!� She then positioned herself in front of the keyboard located on top of the desk, hit the Alt and Control keys, and finally the backspace key, which then erased Ryder (and the timetables located below the name) from existence on the screen.

She then turned her attention back towards the receptionist, who was staring at her with a cold sweat. �I think you should go home now, Ms. Rambert.� She started. �Get a good night�s sleep before you come in tomorrow morning, because by that time, you�ll be clearing out this desk.�

�What?!!� the lamb shouted, nearly falling out of her chair as she said it. The good doctor had just fired her right on the spot�and in front of me, too.

Serves her the hell right.

�You heard me�� the doctor solemnly stated. �If you don�t want to work properly here, then I�m sure there are other job opportunities that would greatly appreciate your�work ethic�
They also might just appreciate the type of customer service you just gave this poor woman here � practically sending her away for the night when you should have at LEAST tried to see if any of the other doctors or myself would have at least gotten her basic examination done before either taking her on as a patient or assigning her to another doctor of her choosing.�

She went to type in something on the keyboard, which then listed the name �Torinai� followed with 4 or 5 preoccupied spaces underneath it, with a sixth one remaining blank. She inquired my name, and then quickly typed it in before adding: �And as of now, Ms. Rose here is now a patient of mine out of courtesy that I was able to catch this in time��

By this time, the ewe had finally given up on an explanation, and quickly stormed out of the waiting room. �If she�s not going to do her job right, she shouldn�t have been here at all�, mumbled the doctor. She finally turned back to me, only this time she had a warmer smile and composition to herself than when she first made her presence known. �I�m really sorry you had to see that, but it had to be done�I can only imagine how worse it would have been if any of the other doctors or I didn�t catch it. Laziness�isn�t a liberty in this line of work.�

I smile back at her and reply that it�s nothing. The receptionist was a bit cocky to me, but I never imagined anything like that�

She extended an arm out to me, which soon became a firm handshake as I offered one of my own back, though it was a little wobbly. �I forgot to properly introduce myself to you, Ms. Rose� she said softly. �My name is Dr. Sara Rai Torinai. I�m a specialist in obstetrics medicine, particularly in the area of monitoring high risk pregnancies and aiding in the delivery of premature and high risk babies.�

Wow. I had just gone from not having a doctor and not knowing how to go about finding another one. And now all of a sudden, I have a new one, and a specialist to boot.

My luck is crazy sometimes�

�Shall we begin the examination?� she asked me a few moments later. We had stepped into her office as she offered to quickly examine me. Examination wasn�t anything I hadn�t been through before � just charting down my height, weight, checking temperature, etc. Only things different were the numerous questions concerning the baby and how it came to be.

�Can you tell me the first day of your last period, Ms. Rose?� Dr. Torinai inquired, all the while scribbling a few notes on a clipboard. I had basically given the same response to all of the previously asked questions, as I was quite unsure myself. Mostly due to the amount of �activity� with which Sonic and myself were engaged in at the time.

�That�s quite alright�, she finally stated, putting her clipboard down. �My educated guess at this time would be that you�re currently 6-8 weeks pregnant.� She was prepping my right arm with alcohol for the blood samples. �I�ll have a better sense of how far along you are once we get an ultrasound done��

Before I could answer, I cringe just a bit. Dr. Torinai had already inserted the sterile syringe into my arm, and had just finished taking her first blood sample. As she was nearing the end of her second and final sample, she inquired the following:

�Would you mind if I offered you a bite to eat?�

I raise an eyebrow and ask her why. Doctors taking patients out to dinner seems a bit�off.

�Well, I feel bad that your first appointment for your baby didn�t go so smoothly� she finally answered. She said all this while she put her notes and my stats away in a folder that had my name on it. �That receptionist should not have treated you the way she did, and should have at least gotten a doctor to do your first OB/GYN examination before you left tonight�.

I open my mouth to decline, since I�ve only just met the woman in the span of an hour, but my stomach�s inner rumblings indicate otherwise. I slowly nod a reluctant agreement to her invitation.

Looks like someone down there is pretty hungry�
She chuckles at this gesture and smiles. �I guess your baby is accepting my invitation for you.� We both walked out of her office as she closed the door behind her and locked it. I try to apologize for any inconveniences having me as a patient might have caused her, but she insists that it�s nothing to worry about.

�I should be getting more patients right now� she jokes. She mentions how in the past month alone, at least half of her patients had already given birth, or were due to deliver within the next week or so. She also insists that I call her just Sara from this point onward; something about establishing and maintaining friendships with her patients long after their babies have been born.

I also state that she can call me by just my first name, so that we�re both on mutual ground. I admit I was a bit of a nervous wreck at first; I�m starting to calm down about it�

�at least the meeting the doctor part of it�
�I still have to tell you know who.
By the time that thought has stopped lingering over my head for the moment, we�re inside her car at about 9:45 and off to a place she says is pretty much open this time of night whenever she�s on call for a delivery at the Station Square Medical Center.

Mystic Ruins Bar and Grille.

(Sonic�s POV)

I look at my watch. It�s already 9:30. Rouge is late. But that doesn�t necessarily surprise me � she generally comes off as the type who�d like to be �fashionably late�.
I tap my fingers on the table I�m seated at as I look at the name of the establishment as it hangs over the bar area.

Mystic Ruins Bar and Grille. Sort of stupid when the place is located in Station Square. But I guess it works as a gimmick, as the place is a bit crowded.

Then, I notice who I�d been waiting for the past half hour. Coming in the main entrance, and having a path cleared for her automatically as if she were on fire.

Rouge.

My mouth dropped a little bit when I finally took notice of what she had on. A nice little black beanie on her head, with her bangs brushed over her left eye underneath it. She was also sporting a black sequin halter top, with a matching mini skirt and platform boots (with clear heels) to finish it off.

Not to say that she didn�t look�interesting�but I always preferred the �covered up� look Amy sported to that.

Always left something to my imagination, if you know what I mean�

Even a bit more interesting that she could dress like that when she knew full well how Knuckles felt about her parading around like that in public�

She eventually makes her way over to my table, and promptly takes a seat in front of me, after having a random stranger pull a chair out for her in a gentlemanly manner. She scolds me for not offering to do so.

�I don�t pull chairs out for people who are over thirty minutes late for a conversation� I grumble. I feel like I should cancel, but since she�s here, I try to get to the point, clean and simple. �I have some inquiries about women�, I state bluntly.

She raises her visible eyebrow and coos, �Oh?� in a half interested, half amused tone. She�s going to have fun hearing this, so I just pull the �I�m seeing a person named so and so� type thing. I don�t think she should be the first to know about what�s been going on between me and Amy�

I go on with the so and so story for a couple of minutes, with little inquiries in between like, �are you sure she enjoyed doing that with you?� as well as a request to remove her boots as they were starting to annoy her feet.

She finally asks me to stop explaining. She seems to give what I�ve said a bit of thought in between sips from an alcoholic beverage she had ordered a moment ago. She takes in one more sip of her beverage before finally speaking.

�It seems to me� she started off slowly, �that the reason behind your little relationship trouble would be that you don�t know how to properly�utilize... what you have��

I cock an eyebrow up in curiosity. Utilize?
Before I can ask for a better explanation, I suddenly feel something warm rubbing against the bottom of my pants. With prodding little points to it as well�

It�s only a brushing feeling at first, but as I try to ignore it, it gets firmer and stronger, added in with the sudden excitement that is growing in my lower region. I finally shoot a quick glance underneath the table to see why she had taken off her boots�

I motion for her to cut it out, but it only succeeds in making her rub my lower regions harder with her foot.

I suddenly start to rethink those rumors Tails had passed onto me about the constant breakups and next day reunions that she and Knuckles had supposedly been having of late�
�Rouge�, I state in a firm tone of voice. �Stop it right now. This isn�t what I came here to do��

�Nonsense.� she giggles. She finally does stop for a moment, before going on with her �teasing�. She moves in closer to me, to the point where we�re barely inches apart from one another�

� You need help to in the area of fully �utilizing� your �assets�� she whispers. �And just maybe�I might be able to help you out with that��

And before I know it, she�s locked me into a full blown kiss. My eyes are wide, mind in shock, as I�m fully taken in what is happening at the moment.

The rumors of Rouge�s infidelity were true. And now I had first account of it.

Knuckles would probably kill me if he found out, taken that the rumors also ended with the �guy� she had been seeing beaten to a bloody pulp at his hand.

If Amy�.oh my god�it�s bad enough she�s not speaking to me right now, but if she found out, or even saw this�

My mind was still fresh on that last thought when I suddenly took notice of a very familiar shade of pink both come into view and fade away all at once�

Oh shit.

I push Rouge off of me, shouting one or two obscenities her way, as I make my way through the crowd that is slowly gathering around the fallen pink mass.

My heart falls into my shoes when I finally catch a better view of who had just fallen�

It was Amy. Another female hedgehog was there, trying to wake her up, but to no avail. She tried to administer CPR while signaling for someone to call an ambulance. I stepped in and motioned that it wasn�t necessary, as I scooped her up in my arms, with the hedgehog that had been helping her out yelling the name of the closest hospital.

Given that it�s Amy, I�m pretty sure that she saw what happened between me and Rouge moments before. I� would have expected a group of assaults from her Piko Piko Hammer for weeks after this�but this� she wouldn�t �overreact� about it like this�especially if she knew I didn�t want/expect Rouge to do that�

Something�s seriously wrong�

And that�s the end of this chapter folks. Next chapter consists of a pretty heated fight between Amy and Sonic at the hospital concerning his way too feely meeting with Rouge over at the Mystic Ruins Bar and Grille. Stay tuned!

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