You know, I've come to the conculsion that I constantly switch between obsession to obsession. o.o Strange...First, there was Pokemon, then Zelda, then Harvest Moon, then Warriors, then Zelda again, then Warriors again, then Harry Potter, then Warriors, then Kingdom Hearts, and now I'm stuck with the childhood memory of playing and watching Sonic the Hedgehog, and I feel inspiration to write a story. And I think that the above sentence was the longest one I ever wrote. o.o

Well, anyway, this will be the first even Sonic story I have ever attempted to write. And I hope it turns out good.

But the idea of this story is to show the side of Sonic that cares about Tails, like a caring brother would. It's not OOC, because truely, we've seen this side a little when he saves the small kistunes life, right? But this is putting it in perspective. In other words, I'm being a heartless murderer. O.o Anyway, lets get on with the story, shall we?

Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog or any of the characters within the series.

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To Say Goodbye

Prolouge:
Shameless Tears

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"...I used to be my own protection, but not now
Cause my path has lost direction, somehow
A black wind took you away, from sight
And held the darkness over day, that night..."
Valentine's Day by Linkin Park

"Tails! Oh God, TAILS!"

The rain that fell that night was cold, the coldest it had even been. There was no moon, no stars to lighten up the blackness, all of the essences of light covered by the clouds that were pouring with the small droplets that lastest only seconds before they broke against the ground, disappearing as if they never exsisted.

But the cold that came with the stinging drops of the rain was nothing like the cold that had incased his body. His entire body shook, but not from the rain. From the horrible, horrible cold that encased his very heart, his very soul. His body shook violently with shuddered, but other than that he didn't move, clutching the only thing that meant so much to him, that was the world to him.

He had never felt the feeling before, the feeling of absolute helplessness and grief, of guilt and rage. So many emotion bowled around and inside him, he felt he would explode. Every beat that pulsed through his heart was painful. He had stood right there, right there, and watched what happened. His shuddering became even more violent, and he clutched the one thing that meant so much to him in the world closer to his chest, feeling what little warmth remained, and cherished it, protected it, held it like if he didn't the world itself would come to an end.

"Tails..." he spoke, his voice hollow with grief, shaking even though he struggled to control it. "Please...don't..." He stopped there, unable to control his voice any longer. His emerald eyes were tightly closed as if he sealed them, never wanting to see again. Small tears clung to his eyes, while others slid down his checks, and it was impossible to tell teardrop from raindrop, as both swirled and mixed together on the blue hedgehog's face. They flowed down as one, gently landing on the precious thing clutched in his arms, into the golden fur that was soaked now, that was plastered against the small body. A deep slash, clean and straight, cut diagnal across the small beings chest, cutting from the shoulder to the hip, blood dripping from the wound, mingling with the mud and rain on the ground, thinning out the dark, crimson blood, making the liquid flow faster down the slope they rested on, staining the grass as it spilt down the slope. Two tails were curled beneath his broken body, and his eyes open, staring slightless and glassy up at the sky, the deep sapphire color never to twinkle again with laughter, never to see the worlds beauty and darkness again. Only stare blankly ahead, as if seeing nothing.

Still clutching the lifeless body, he finally opened his green eyes, gritting his teeth to bring himself together as he stared down at the broken and small body of his best friend, his sidekick, his brother...part of himself. He felt as if he had been ripped open, every one of his organs pulled out slowly, painfully, one by one. He gave a choked shuddering sob, and Sonic the Hedgehog cried for the first time freely, his once arrogent and cocky demenior broken by this single mistake, this single sacrific.

"It should have been me," he gasped, squeezing his eyes shut again as pain cut through him again like a knife. "It should have been me." Sobbing quietly, almost silently, Sonic clutched the dead body closer to him, feeling the three small tuffs of hair upon the kitsunes forehead brush against his chin. He was drenched in his best friends blood, but it didn't matter. Nothing matter. Only the fact that his little brother who did nothing, nothing, to deserve this, lay dead in his arms.

"Why, Tails?" he managed, feeling rage and grief tear at him at once. "Why? He was aiming for me! Not you! Why did you...you..." But he fell apart again, shuddering and griefstricken. He opened his eyes again, looking down into the eyes of his best friend, the eyes that stared at him lifelessly, and Sonic imagined them blaming him, saying he wasn't fast enough, and yet he was supposed to be the fastest thing on two feet. The rain was slowing down, the cold torrental downpour nearly over, but this didn't help what happened.

It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Tails was dead, and for what reason? Sonic felt rage eat at him, make his vision red, but the grief overpowered it, and he instead held Tails in his arms, the red vision dropping. By now, the sun was just peering from over the horizon, and the rain was simply sprinkling around them, no longer cold, but Sonic didn't notice this. Still sobbing, grief and guilt pulling him at all sides, Sonic stood, holding the battered body of Tails in his arms gently, as if holding a baby, and began walking.

"I'll get you home, Tails," he said, tears dripping on the kitsune's motionless face. "And get you cleaned up." He knew, in his mind, that his best friend was dead, but it hurt to know that. He simply tried to deny it, tried to think that his buddy was alive and that he was simply sleeping. But when he looked down at the small body, whose eyes stared lifelessly up at him, it was impossible to deny it, and pain slashed through him like a dagger. He stopped walking, simply staring into the sightless eyes of his best friend, and then gave a sudden, angst-filled scream that pierce the near silent air around him, that last for more than 10 seconds. There, he dropped to his knees, clutching tighly to Tails's body as if it would keep him alive.

"It was supposed to kill me!" he shrieked again, tears spilling from his eyes as he yelled at an unknown enemy. "He was aiming for me!" Shaking violently, Sonic released his grip on Tails, placing him on the ground before slamming his fists against the muddy ground, so hard he could hear the cracking of his own hands, but it didn't matter. "Damn it, Tails, he was aiming for me! I was supposed to die! Not you...Not you..." He sobbed louder this time, slamming his fists harder against the ground. "You weren't supposed to die..." He sobbed harder, his fists slowing down, until he finally collasped, the pain in his hands nothing like the pain he felt in his heart.

Forcing himself to stand, Sonic looked up at the sky, the tears no longer hidden by the rain. His eyes glowed red as the hazy face of Tails's killer entered his mind, and he snarled, feeling the rage overpower him, send him beyond the reaches of anger and into pure loathing and hatred.

"STEEL!" he screamed into the dawn sky, all his anger and rage pouring into the screech of the killers name. "I swear by the body of Tails, I'll kill you! You hear me?! Bastard, I'll kill you!" He broke into a shuddering sob, his knees shaking under him. "You'll pay for hurting him...You'll pay...I'll kill you..." Sobbing loudly this time, Sonic collasped as his legs gave way beneath him. The anger that had overpowered him was gone, and all that remained was the grief and promise of vengence. "Tails...Tails...I'm sorry..." Tears pouring from his green orbs, Sonic moaned into the night, clutching his stomach as he was doubled over on the ground, like a rag doll thrown away. Guilt and grief and anger jerked at him, and he sobbed harder, sobbed for the words he left unsaid, sobbed for the apologies he hadn't made, sobbed for the fox now dead before him that had been half of his soul.

After what seemed like forever, he finally stood, the tears still in his eyes, unshed, glisting in the sunlight that had risen above him. He looked directly into the sun, the rain long gone and forgotten, vowing there, before the body of his best friend, his brother, he would kill Steel. Would make him pay for taking Tails away from him. He wouldn't escape him. Blinking slowly, allowing the few other tears of many to come slide down his face. He looked over at the body of the young kitsune, hardly 10 old, dead before his time. He walked slowly over to the huddle of golden fur, gently taking him in his arms. The three small tuffs of hair were nearly flattened from the mud on him, and Sonic quickly fixed it, making it just the way the 10 year old always liked it.

"Look Sonic!"'

His small voice that echoed through his head made a sad, grief-stricken smile cross his face as he remember the young kitsune's excitement over the accomplishments he made, which were many. Closing his eyes tightly through the tears and hugging the small body of Tails, Sonic let the grief wash over him. After a moment, he opened his eyes, still clutching the motionless body, and started clambering up the slope, his eyes straight ahead as tears dripped down his face.

Sonic the Hedgehog had never cried before, but as the tears cascading downward, he cried without shame, something he would only do for Miles "Tails" Prower.

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End of Chapter/Story
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I'm really happy with how this turned out. Well, a little anyway. It's the first Sonic one I've ever written, and I think I did okay. :) It's kinda sad too, but it gets sadder later on, if you guys want me to continue. :3 Of course I will. It won't be a long story either. Probably 4-6 Chapters. So, what do you think? And I know Tails supportures may hate me, but I love Tails. He has always, since I was a young child, been my favorite character in the Sonic Series. :3 It's just a story I made to see how I could portray Sonic during a real tragedy of something he loved dearly, like his brother. So, anyway, read and review!

Aiko-Chan Sot