"You could at least pretend to listen, Shadow," I say, pacing around our shared living room. I'm trying to tell him about the giant acid-spitting robot Eggman sent after me and Tails, that I promptly destroyed, with a little of Tails's assistance I guess, and he's flipping through the pages of some novel like I'm not even there.

"Like I haven't heard you prattle on about destroying robots before," he responds in his rough, deep voice. He closes his book and sits it on our white couch, walking over to the kitchen without even glancing in my direction. I follow him.

"That's not the point, Shadow. I listen to you, on the rare occasion you actually speak," I say, pulling myself onto the smooth, black countertop. He turns around after washing his glass and finally looks at me. He narrows his eyes and sits his glass down beside me, wrapping his arms around my waist and placing me back on the ground. "The chairs are in the living room, Sonic," he says, picking up his glass again and walking to the stainless steel fridge. Like that's the only reason he did that. He just wanted an excuse to touch me.

He just pours his stupid juice, still not contributing anything to the conversation I was trying to have with him. Guess I should try harder.

"Like I was saying, but you probably wouldn't know because you don't listen to me," he rolls his eyes and walks back over to the living room, sitting his glass on the coffee table and starting to open his book. I snatch it out of his hand before he can start reading again and open it to a random page, scanning it.

" 'The blood was all over him and their screams filled his ears. He locked the door with a satisfied smirk and went to wash off the events of the day'? The hell are you reading, Shadow?" I ask, snickering. I didn't expect him to be reading a Harlequin romance, but I didn't expect whatever that was either. I guess I offended him or something because he snatched the book back out my hand and started walking to the bedroom, leaving his juice behind on the table.

"As if you really care what anyone else has to say, if it isn't all about you that is," he says, lying down on the bed and closing his eyes. What is he implying?

"I always listen to people, Shadow. I might be slightly more interested if it's about me, but I don't ignore people, like you do," I say, climbing next to him on the over-sized bed. He keeps his eyes closed and turns his back to me. He is not getting rid of me that easily. I pull his shoulder back so he's lying on his back again, and I climb on top of him. He opens his eyes to give me his usual dirty glare and pushes me off of him. Nope, still not done.

I reassume my previous position and hold his shoulders down this time, locking my green eyes with his red ones. I lean down to kiss him and he lets me, just to throw me off again once I pull away.

"You know you want me, Shadow," I say playfully, forgetting about our previous discussion. He's not budging, and I'm in the mood for something else now, anyway. That must perk his interest because he rolls back over, looks at me for a moment, and pulls me closer to him. Bet he wants to pay attention to me now.

Just as I'm getting on my back and Shadow is positioning himself on top of me, we hear a knock on the door. Shadow's ears twitch but he doesn't say anything about it, or stop touching me for that matter. As much I would love to ignore it as well, it could be something important.

"Shadow…Shadow, come on, you know you heard the door," I say, finding it a bit difficult to gather my thoughts as he kisses me all over. He stops and sighs heavily, looking behind him, waiting for whoever it is to knock again, I guess. They do just that, and when Shadow moves I roll off the bed to go answer.

"I'm not in the mood to deal with one of your little friends, Sonic," Shadow calls from the bedroom. "They're your friends, too," I yell back, and hear a scoff in response. He should probably get in the mood fast because ninety-nine percent of the time someone knocks on our door, it's for me. I see that this time is no different since when I open the door, I see none other than my favorite red echidna.