This is a late birthday present for my good friend Prosha a.k.a. Project Shadow and Prosha-and-Shadow.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Sonic the Hedgehog or Prosha the Hedgehog. I do own Ebony the Hedgehog (who is one of my few shadamy children).

Rating: T for any type of suggestive themes and slight cussing.

Genra: Romance

Title: Right Here Waiting

Authoress: The Clover of Damnation/DoomFlavoredLollipop

At night time he always found himself seduced by the lights and music consumed within the many clubs open at this time in the world. He’d be inside in a vas sea of many different unfamiliar faces meshed up against them having his mind drowned into cranked volumes of assorted songs. This was his sanctuary, paradise. It’s what he lived and longed for each and every time the sun slept. But lately… he found it different to even step foot into his world of the rave…

Rose eyelids fluttered over magenta orbs as a dazed sigh emitted from a pierced pair of lips. Muscular arms rose stretching out before wrapping around the air before him. His nostrils flared as though they were taking in someone’s scent. Those hands of his kept racking the air in front of him gingerly from where they levitated.

Though to the untrained eye no one was there before the raver hedgehog, in his fantasy there was. What he was actually doing was bringing up a euphoric memory being so entwined with it every night! For once in the male’s life he had found something he had loved more than his party life.

He could never get the image of her gleaming charcoal eyes gazing up into magenta ones. His fishnet covered palms couldn’t get the blissful feeling of delicate ebony fur from his touch. Those fingers of his itched to run thru crimson and violet streaked quills as he held her so closely to him. Built arms felt so empty without being able to cradle her frame in them. And God, how he could never, EVER, get the scent of black cherry licorice from his nose!

This girl had left so quickly as she had came into his life… Yes, there were other types of fascinating women in the world for him to choose from, but there was only ONE of her…

They had met on the furry crowded dance floor where they had been forced against one another caught in such a heated dance! Just about every part of their body was entwined with each others’ with their body heat combined into one combust flame! It was pure fucking euphoric bliss! God how he still wanted to sweat and never feel so unaccompanied again! The last of their fateful encounter was of a name and a farewell kiss…

Since that night… Ebony searched every club for her. Many had seen her, but nothing else. Nothing of any value was told to him, though he did love hearing her name each and every time…!

Did she ever think about him? Play that night over and over in her mind with it beginning with her in the morning then when she went to bed? And did she ever want to have that moment again?

No matter if she did any of those, the pink male DID know this for sure: hat he’d wait! He’d wait till there was nothing left of himself!

I want you…

I need you…

I love you…

Prosha…

The End