Unknown Spectator (Sonadow, Sonic EXE)

Unexpected.

"Does it feel better out here?" I ask, trying to keep a conversation going. I look over to Sonic and see him starting at me. I roll to my side and meet eyes. Sonic nods. I smile lightly. "You know you can talk to me. Nothing you say will change how I see you." I say, Sonic stares in my eyes, he seems to think hard about what to say. "Why are you helping me?" He asks. I keep my eyes locked on his, he really wants to know. Maybe because you're the closest thing to Maria. You bring me hope that things can change. And loosing you would prove I am the problem. That I'm not saving those in need, I'm killing them. "Because you don't deserve this." I answer. Sonic reads my eyes, trying to find more. But I hide anything else. "What if you get hurt?" Sonic asks another question. I lower my eye lashes and look down, closing my eyes. I love you. Is the communication that I just made. But he can't understand that. The words that have never been used, never been passed from Rouge and I. We made it so that if this happens, we might have a way to tell someone. "I'd rather be burned alive then to watch you go through this alone." I reply to his question.

For some time, Sonic just stares at me. Its when I open my mouth to speak does he move closer and hug me. I take a moment to register this. His body is cold, his scent is patched and his figure is thin. But his fur is smooth and he doesn't plan on letting go. I close my eyes and bring him in closer. "I promise I'm not going to leave you like this." I whisper in his ear. I feel Sonic's body relax just a bit from his tense form. He digs his face into my chest fur and curls himself against me. I feel his desperation and tiredness in his grip, his anxiety and fear in his breathing and scent. I can tell he is fighting to keep himself here. To stay in my arms where he knows he is safe.

When Sonic breaks away, I notice he was crying more black goo. I simply wipe it away and sit up. "Lets get you cleaned huh?" I say and offer him my hand, he takes it. I get up and watch him carefully follow. We walk back in absolute silence. I don't know who is in the house now, so we take the laundry door like last time. I guide Sonic to the bathroom. He looks uncertain but I help him sit down on a bench. "It's okay, I'm here. Nothing will go wrong." I comfort him. I look at the shower head and turn it on, Sonics eyes narrow. I close the door to the bathroom and turn on the lights. Sonic looks horrified and I raise a hand. "Woah! No no, its ok! Everything is ok!" I turn off the lights and come over. "Do you not want the lights on?" I ask, Sonic nods quickly. He is crying black again. I place my hand on his shoulder. "Okay, we can do that. You're safe. I won't let anything bad happen. Okay?" I tilt my head. Sonic nods. "If you want, I can look away-" Sonic shakes his head. I realise why though. He doesn't want me to be unaware of an attack. I nod. "Alright, the shower is ready. Do you need help?" I ask, Sonic nods.

I know damn well in this time, I shouldn't feel awkward. But the fact that Sonic, the blue hedgehog that I've had fights with, that I have hated, and now like, is now in front of me in a shower. I avoid looking at his body because he has trusted me to help him. Even though he doesn't trust himself alone. He could've asked Silver or Amy, Silver has helped us with no reaction to what he has to do, Amy is more caring then anything. Yet he chose me. He trusts me. And I'm not going to loose that trust.

Taking off my gloves and inhibitors, Sonic's gloves, shoes, and socks and picking up the shampoo bottle. I move Sonic under the water carefully, knowing the hedgehog hates anything to do with it. I apply it to the soaked hedgehog's fur. Its brand is unknown, I don't know how Sonic even maintains his soft coat with the things he uses. I know I keep my brands so that I have a well-kept ivory coat. But I guess everyone is different. I watch him stare, he seems to not want to put the effort in. I sigh and scrub the shampoo deep into his fur and quills. "Can I-" I ask, knowing I need to clean Sonic everywhere. Sonic nods. I take a moment, I look down at his body and keep my thoughts clear. Or try to. I grab a strange sort of shampoo and soap combined and use it on Sonics chest, arms, feet, hands, and even his dick. I keep all my thoughts blank.