This was requested by Samantha27, so the general plot and idea belong to her. I did add my own twists, of course. This would not normally be the type of story I'd write, and I was a little wary of writing it at first, but the idea gripped me and it wouldn't leave me alone, so here we are. About the T rating: it's purely for sexual themes, as you all know I don't swear and any violence will be minor. Ages - Amy is 15, Sonic is 18. Lastly - Enjoy, and wish me luck as I try my hand at something I wouldn't normally write.

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Passion, noun.

1. Strong emotion.

2. Ardent love/lust.

3. Intense suffering.

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Chapter 1: Pity

"SONIC the Hedgehog! You can run but you can't hide!"

A high-pitched yet rage-saturated voice echoed through Station Square, and eventually reached the ears of the famous royal blue hedgehog in question. Sonic sighed and swallowed the last bite of his chili dog. He hadn't been looking forward to this. In fact, all afternoon, guilt had been crashing through his heart as the echoes of his missed promise from yesterday bounced through his head...

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"Sonic...?"

At the sound of his name, Sonic opened one eye casually, although it wasn't really necessary to see who had been calling him, as he knew her lovely voice like the back of his hand. But this guy would take any excuse to be able to rest his eyes on her.

"Hi Amy."

She came to a halt right in front of the dozing hedgehog. He was in the typical Sonic pose, with his hands behind his quill-laced head and one lanky leg draped over his knee. Although this time his place of repose was not a rooftop, but a simple park bench.

"Hi," she echoed and giggled softly, pleasantly surprised that he hadn't simply gotten up and left. "Uh, Sonic..are you...doing anything tonight?" she asked hopefully, whilst biting her lip.

A grin spread over his muzzle, and Amy's heart warmed. "It all depends on whether you are, Amy."

The girl blinked, not sure if she'd heard him correctly. Had it been possible...that she'd actually caught him in a good mood? That he was actually willing to go with her somewhere? "Well, I was thinking of going to see a movie."

Sonic chuckled and in an instant was out of his pose and sitting upright. "You copycat, I was going to see a movie."

She blinked again, and was rendered speechless.

"Guess we'll have to go together, huh?" Sonic continued, both his emerald eyes dancing in a lighthearted manner.

Her heart pounding like her trusty hammer, Amy nodded. "Okay, Sonic...I'll meet you at my house at 6. Don't be late!"

Sonic gave her a grin and a wink that would melt any girl's heart. "Sure thing, Amy."

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"You are in big trouble mister! Don't think you're getting away from me this time!"

More angry screams broke Sonic from his reverie, and he was thankful that his mind worked fast, as Amy was quickly approaching him, and looked poised to kill.

Sonic stepped back a little and put his hands up. "Amy, I know you're mad at me-"

But the pissed pink hedgehog was not interested in hearing any shallow explanation. "Where were you? You promised me a date, Sonic!"

Knowing he was walking on eggshells here, Sonic bit his lip nervously and looked upwards. "I did…"

"YOU FORGOT?" Amy shrieked, her eyes blazing with green flames.

Sonic jumped back, his own green eyes flashing minor fear. The truth was, he hadn't forgotten. He was about to tell Amy this but the appearance of her trademark red and gold hammer signified Amy was in her hit-first and listen-later moods. Sonic took off.

"You get back here!" Amy roared at him and gave chase.

Sonic jetted away, not quite at top speed. When Amy was mad, she made anyone want to run. And Sonic seemed pretty good at making her mad. Sonic didn't know how to deal with Amy when she was angry, so he defaulted to what he did know how to do: run. This time though, maybe he deserved a hammer whack. Even though it wasn't quite his fault.

Amy ran as fast as she could after her crush, but she knew that every stride was just a waste of time and a waste of energy. For Sonic the Hedgehog was indeed the fastest thing alive, and Amy could only dream (and dream she did) of catching up with him. Even if he never ran away at supersonic speed.

Sonic was just teasing her by not running that fast. It was tantalizing. He'd show her a little kindness and get her hopes up, but then it'd all come crashing down. Sonic would agree to go on a date, then stand her up; He'd run away, but not at top speed. He was quite simply, the most frustrating hedgehog in existence. And Amy just happened to be hopelessly in love with him.

Oh, What's the use? Amy told herself as she ducked around corners and through alleys after Sonic, her pumping feet growing more fatigued as she lost her will. I should just give up. Sonic will never like me. I'll end up chasing a retreating back for the rest of my life...

Why do you keep chasing him, Amy? she asked herself. You should have known he was just agreeing in the first place to get you off his back. The idiot doesn't care a whiff about you.

Amy knew it'd be too good to be true when Sonic had finally agreed to go. Although at the time, the girl had been simply ecstatic...

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"Sure thing, Amy."

Those three words kept echoing in Amy's head all afternoon, and she couldn't forget them if she tried. Then again, why would she want to forget the commencement of her dreams? No, the way Sonic's perfect lips had tugged upwards to reveal gleaming teeth, or how one of his shiny emerald eyes had been veiled just for a second as he winked at her before disappearing into a blue blur almost as fast as Amy's heart was pounding would be forever imprinted on her memory.

Sonic had actually agreed to go out on a date with her. Truly. And she wasn't dreaming this time.

Of course, the first thing the pink hedgehog had done (after squealing and screaming loud enough for the other side of Mobius to hear) was call up Cream the Rabbit and gush to her best friend while the two of them scoured the mall for the perfect outfit.

And after an hour long shower and another hour in front of the mirror, Amy was ready to knock Sonic's socks off and make him regret running from her all those times. Indeed, she looked stunning, if she did say so herself.

So 6 o'clock rolled around, but Amy had already been planted at her window seat for a good half hour, waiting to see the blue blur jet by before coming to a stop at her house. Yes, her house.

By 6:30, the girl was antsy, but her mind kept itself busy with fantasies and dreams of what could possibly be keeping Sonic this long. Maybe he was preparing something special to give her. Yes, Sonic was just getting her something, but was being held up...

By 7, doubts had flooded her mind, but Amy wasn't ready to give up just yet. After all, Sonic always kept his promises. Except to her...

And then 8 and 9 o'clock rolled around, and the girl had ruined her makeup with some shed tears.

By 10, Amy was curled up in her bed, still wearing her brand new flirty outfit, staining her pillow with mascara, blush, and mucous from her tears, cursing the very idea of Sonic, and very much alone.

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As the rush of emotions from broken dreams flooded her head, tears started clouding Amy's vision, though they couldn't hide Sonic's shrinking cobalt figure from her view. He was gone. Again.

Not only had her will to run evaporated, but it was getting physically harder as well. Her anger had given away to choking tears. Amy slowed and collapsed to her knees, gasping for air and tears pouring out of her eyes like a waterfall.

Why do you do this to me, Sonic? Why? She sobbed into her hands, sadness and longing overflowing through the faucets of tears now soaking her muzzle. Why do you tease me, get my hopes up? You're so nice to everyone else...you save everyone else...why won't you save my heart from breaking?

Sonic turned around and started running backwards to see if Amy was still following him. His first thought was relief as he saw no pink hedgehog on the horizon but then he spotted her. Amy had sunk to her knees, and was now shaking violently and covering her eyes.

Oh no, not this.

Sonic skidded to a halt, feeling a stab of guilt as he stood there, watching her sob her eyes out. If there was one thing in the world that Sonic couldn't stand, it was crying. Especially when he was the source of the tears. You've really done it this time.

The hedgehog continued to watch the poor girl, pity and guilt tugging at his heart. He could only imagine how much he'd hurt her, how happy she must have been when he'd agreed to go with her, and how devastated she must been when he hadn't shown up...

You can be a real jerk sometimes, blue. Ah, but it wasn't really his fault, now was it? But that simple fact didn't change the reality that Amy was sobbing her eyes out, because he'd broken a promise to her.

Why don't you go and talk with her, Sonic? Ya gotta make it up to her now.

Ah, I'm too nice, he thought bitterly and gingerly walked over to where Amy was kneeling, stopping a few feet in front of her. He was ready to run at an instant if she pulled her hammer out again.

But Amy hadn't even noticed him, as she was shaking, tears pouring out from the cracks between her fingers. Sonic was feeling more and more pity every second. He studied the pitiful pink hedgehog for a second, feeling his own heart breaking a little. He had to do something.

"I'm sorry."

Amy jerked her head up. Sonic was right in front of her! She couldn't see him all that well, exactly, because her vision was blurry from the tears, but there was no mistaking the cobalt fur and green eyes of Sonic the Hedgehog.

Amy had no idea what to say. She was afraid if she said anything, he'd run away again. Why had he come back?

And then to her utter shock, Sonic slowly extended his gloved hand to her while offering her a small smile. Amy stared at it for a second, then wordlessly reached out to him. Sonic met her more than half way, then gripped her hand firmly and pulled her to her feet. Amy wobbled a bit, but Sonic used his other hand to steady her.

Amy's vision had cleared a little, and she could see Sonic a little better. He was smiling, and still gently holding her hand. But she didn't want his sympathy, she wanted his heart. Still, Amy didn't dare say anything.

It was Sonic who spoke again.

"I'm sorry," he repeated, his voice laced with remorse. "But I didn't forget."

Oh? "What happened?" Amy asked in a choked voice while wiping at her eyes with her free hand.

"When the time came, I had to fight Eggman."

Of course. "It's always something," Amy growled, some of her anger coming back.

Don't you know this is why I've always resisted you? You're so pretty...there's no other way I would. "You know I can't make any promises. I could be called off at a moment's notice."

Amy huffed. "That didn't stop you yesterday."

"I know," he said, his heart flooding with pity again. He'd thought maybe, just maybe, he could give in this time, but old Eggbutt had to ruin everything. But how this girl loved him, and how he longed to be with her, yet they couldn't be together... "But I'll make it up to you." Eventually...

Amy studied his green eyes. He sure sounded sincere. But he was still Sonic. Something always happened to prevent them from getting together.

"When's that gonna be?" Amy asked sarcastically.

Sonic shrugged. "Just name a time."

What? Name a time? Amy couldn't believe this was happening. A small smile tugged at her mouth. "Right now."

Sonic gulped and his eyes flew open. "Now?"

"Yes. You think I'm going to let this opportunity slip by?" Amy smiled, and it was a very welcome sight for Sonic. At least she wasn't crying anymore. She looked more gorgeous with a smile decorating her muzzle, anyway. "You can't run from me forever, you know." Amy said, tilting her head.

"I know," Sonic said and squeezed her hand. "So I'll make up the missed date to you. Right now."