So here I go again, fanfiction writing. It's been so many years since I was doing it with heart felt passion, and I suppose the desire has crept up to a level I can no longer repress.

Watching Boom reminded me how much I used to love Sonamy. I've gone back to watching X and playing my games to really put myself in the right frame of mind, and once I started typing I couldn't stop. Initially I was going to keep this to myself, but I used to enjoy the community here at Fanfiction so here it is. I have a vague idea where this is heading, but it's developing as I go. Join me or don't, it's all for fun.

"I already had to get out of bed, now you're asking me to get up again?"

"You know, for the fastest thing alive you are an expert at being very still"

"Bursts of energy. No point in burning vital resources on a game I know I'll win," he sighed, arms stretching above his head, "I was also up late, I've earned a lazy day."

Shrugging, she picked up the volley ball from by his hammock, "Suit yourself. I'll get Zooey to play instead."

He snorted an acknowledgement, but kept his eyes closed until he could hear her footsteps retreating. Slowly he opened one eyelid just enough to watch her walk away, his focus trained on that fantastic little rump sashaying toward the volleyball net. The ball was casually balanced against her hip as she flattered her rosy quills with the other hand. Amy had perfected the art of playing it cool and it both fascinated and frustrated him. It was entirely her fault he had been awake so long and here she was acting completely devoid of all guilt.

"Not joining in?"

Sonic nearly jumped out of his skin, "Tails! What are you sneaking around like that for?"

"I wasn't sneaking, YOU weren't paying attention."

"Paying attention to foxes sneaking up on people?!"

"Okay okay," Tails replied, putting his hands up in protest, "why are you all on edge?"

Sonic turned to his oldest friend and did his best poker face, "I'm not on edge, just sleepy, caught off guard, too relaxed to noticed approaching danger."

Tails crossed his arms in front of his chest and gave Sonic a quizzical look. Sonic had never been the best liar, and over the years Tails had become even more aware of the little signals the blue hedgehog gave off to indicate he was hiding something.

"Were you eyeing her up?"

Sonic froze, "Wh..who?"

Tails pointed his nose in the direction of the girls, "You know very well who."

"Mmmm no I don't, not..a...cluuuuuue."

Tails, the fox equivalent of a helicopter, carefully flew up until he hovered over the now guilty looking party, "She may not be officially my girl, but that is my girl."

Sonic whipped his head back around to the volleyball game in progress and saw that Amy had managed to get Zooey to join in. He repressed the audible sigh of relief and put his hands back behind his head, not realising he was using them to try and shield himself from Tails' accusing glare.

"All yours buddy, I wouldn't stand in the way. Not that she isn't cute, I mean if I were a fox I might...wait no I'm joking!"

With a groan befitting that of Amy, Tails put down the drink he had scooped up and was hovering over Sonics head, and set it and himself back on terra firma. He gave Sonic one quick, wary backward glance before trotting off to get a little closer to the action.

Sonic took the opportunity to scrutinize the game a little closer again, under the guise of watching his buddy join the team. Had his mind been as fast as his feet (and his wit, as far as he was concerned) he might have suggested to Tails his interest had been in the twins, Perci and Staci. Identical in look, they were both striking, tall, sultry and above all else, identical twins. Sonic had fallen over himself on more than one occasion to show off in front of them, and Tails was old enough now to understand the perverted thoughts that many red blooded male had experienced over the two of them. Or in the case of Knuckles, perverted 'out loud' thoughts.

What Tails couldn't know was that Sonics attention was almost exclusively taken up by one certain pink hedgehog. It wasn't like he was a complete idiot, he had noticed her growing more, to put it politely, curvy over the past few years. Puberty had fully bloomed this rose, and though she had always smelled sweet she now also came with thorns.

When they were younger he had assumed she had a crush on him, in much a way he assumed most of the women of the village did. He had always cared for her and his jealousy was evident if she ever looked elsewhere, but he wasn't great at adapting his emotions to the situations presented to him. Whenever it came up that she might like him as more than a friend, he bolted. Literally. He would face any robot or fiend or Egghead on any day, but 'feelings' coated him in ice and he did his best to avoid them. Now out of his teens, not much had changed in that department, but Amy Rose had changed quite a bit.

As she walked away from him, Amy felt sure she could feel his green eyes focussed on her. As she strolled she swayed her hips a little more than was natural, and leant the ball against her hip to make sure he clocked her waist too. These little public torments were her power play, knowing full well that while she was able to suppress all signs of desire, Sonic was not nearly as subtle. A delightful little shiver ran up her spine as she remembered the night before, but who was to know the smirk across her face was anything other than cheerful little Amy.