"And what's that supposed to mean?" "Oh don't act like you don't know what it means." "Gods you're such a jackass! I can't even talk to you when you're like this!" "Then don't! You annoy the Hell outta me anyway!" These were only a few of the cleaner words the Hero of Mobius and the Ultimate Life Form had been throwing at one another from opposite sides of the apartment's living room. Needless to say, their relationship wasn't what it used to be.

"You're even more of an asshole now than when we first met, you know that?" "I could say the same to you," the older of the two scoffed, folding his arms neatly over the out-of-place patch of snow white fur on his chest, wearing his trademark scowl. "But at least it's not like I'm dating some snot-nosed kid with ADHD anymore." That remark caused a gloved hand to curl into a tight, slightly trembling fist. "You're the one who came to me in the first place, Shadow. And you know what? Lately I've been wishing I never accepted the offer."

"Don't play that high-and-mighty shit with me. You knew exactly what you were getting into. What did you think you could change me or something?" "If only!" Sonic threw his hands up in frustration. "IF. ONLY. I could do anything to make you less of an ass then believe me, I would've done it a long time ago!" "You wanna make me less of an ass?" "Yes!" "Then stop being one yourself!" "FUCK YOU!"

Scarlet eyes blinked and widened for a tense moment of silence before their owner could believe what he'd just heard. His mouth was dry, ajar, and speechless. Sonic had never spoken that way, not even to his worst enemies. Shadow averted his glare to the apartment's somewhat unkempt kitchen, not desiring direct eye contact with the death glare he was sure he was being given at the moment. This only started another issue. "What, now you have nothing to say to me?" If Sonic was a feral hedgehog, he'd have been clicking like no one's business.

Shadow's gaze steadily softened and drifted down to the borderline beige carpet on which he stood. "What happened to us?" he gave a false chuckle and a light shake of the head, completely ignoring the other's question. "What happened to you?" he added, giving the younger male a searching look, as if the answer was concealed behind his now furious green eyes.

"I dunno~" Sonic's tone was suddenly an octave higher than usual. He stood up straight, kept both hands behind his back and took a big, leaned-back, seemingly overjoyed step toward the bedroom door. "Why don't you sleep on it?" he beamed, creaking the door open and getting halfway behind it. "ON THE COUCH." Suddenly his smile disappeared and the door was roughly yanked shut, causing an obnoxious slam to faintly echo throughout the apartment. A small click signaled that it was now locked. This left Shadow with little to no options regarding his sleeping arrangements for the night. On top of this, he'd always had a considerable amount of trouble sleeping without Sonic since the night he took his innocence.

'God fucking dammit…'

Author's Note: Bet no one ever expected me to do a breakup Sonadow fanfic huh? I sure didn't. And I don't like it as much as I thought I would. To balance it out, I'm gonna take my sweet old time writing a Sonadow lemon I'm also working on.

Anyway yeah this is gonna tie in with The Only Use for a Broken Machine, so if you've read that, you'll get it. If not, it's not all that important. This story can stand on its own without TOUFABM anyway. The title of this one will only make complete sense in the very end, so bear with me.

This is another lemonless tragedy, just so you know.