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DeviantArt, here's chapter five of Criminal.\n\nShadow seems to get weirder every time he shows up, doesn't he? Honestly, if I were Sonic, I kind of be creeped out at this point.\n\nAnyway, see you guys next time!\nThe Dmgirl", "description_bbcode_parsed": "And after a delay of a few days, well, more like two weeks, and the entire disaster that happened on DeviantArt, here's chapter five of Criminal.

Shadow seems to get weirder every time he shows up, doesn't he? Honestly, if I were Sonic, I kind of be creeped out at this point.

Anyway, see you guys next time!
The Dmgirl", "writing": "This was officially not Sonic's night.\n\nHe'd left his home in the middle of the night, ran everywhere to find his savior and scared himself to near paranoia trying to find him.\n\nAll that for what? Find out that he had to babysit a black hedgehog who had decided to get himself drugged and appear dead to the world.\n\nIf there was a god, he was probably mocking him at this point.\n\nHe flinched at the sound of slight chuckling, avoiding to look at the source. He'd been there for how long now? Not sure. The moon had sailed past the gap overhead a long time ago, and he didn't dare to head out for fear of getting caught. He'd heard sirens what seemed like minutes ago, and he wasn't willing to risk his, even less Shadow's, hide.\n\nBut, seriously, who puts themselves in plain sight, drugs themselves so bad they wouldn't be able move and leave evidence that they had done so? Shadow was smarter than that, right?\n\nThe unintelligible garble coming from his right seemed intent on proving him wrong. Chaos only knew what plane that guy was currently on, but judging from the wild smile and the on-going chuckles, he was somewhere between the sky and the stratosphere, or probably even higher.\n\nWhich had left him to deal with the evidence and the muggers if any were to come by. So far, his luck hadn't faltered, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before anyone came close. That was why he'd dragged Shadow's sorry carcass to the back and darkest part of the alley, knowing that they'd avoid detection there.\n\nOne problem, though. While disappearing into the shadows meant no one could see them, it wouldn't stop anyone from stopping near the alley and deciding to make it a temporary \"home\".\n\nAnd while Sonic followed a martial art class, he'd already proven that he couldn't protect his own self against five wolves. If you added a knocked out criminal whose head was on every wanted poster – he'd been taken to the police long enough to see one – he was pretty much a dead man.\n\nBlue ears twitched at a sound similar to a groan, and Sonic turned to the prone hedgehog next to him, hoping to Chaos that this wasn't another of those half-awake phases. He'd been through those five times already, and even if during those phases Shadow would speak coherently and say his name, Sonic wasn't even sure he was talking to him.\n\nTalk about being drugged big time.\n\nHalf-lidded eyes clenched close before blinking, haze slowly clearing as they looked at the deserted alleyway, hands reaching for a black head. Another, clearly more awake and painful, groan came, and Sonic sighed in relief. Shadow was out of drugged trance he'd been in for too long.\n\n\"What the fuck are you doing here?\"\n\nAnd apparently pissed that Sonic had stayed to protect him. The blue one scowled.\n\n\"Thank you Sonic, for making sure I stay alive while I'm drugged,\" he grumbled, taking the gift he'd put next to him when after dragging Shadow halfway across the alley. \"No problem, Shadow. It's the least I can do after you saved my life.\" He stared at the black hedgehog pointedly. \"You're a jerk.\"\n\nBlack ears flattened.\n\n\"I can take care of myself.\"\n\n\"That coming from the guy who drugged himself in the middle of an alleyway, meaning in plain sight!\" he nearly shouted, feeling his teeth grind. \"And, to make matters worse, you left evidence of it! Anyone wanting revenge on you or any cop could have passed by and you would have been toast! You're lucky I was there to throw out the syringe and drag you here,\" he completed, pointing out the bin that Shadow merely glanced at before turning back, gaze hard.\n\n\"Have you forgotten that I have a gun?\" \n\n\"Sure. You would have probably shot yourself before you even had the chance of aiming it correctly,\" Sonic answered.\n\n\"I have perfect aim.\"\n\nHe gave a mirthless chuckle at the reply.\n\n\"Right. Your gaze was so hazy, I'm pretty sure that it must have been like looking into a cloud, and when you were \"awake\", you kept telling me that you were sorry about something that made absolutely no sense while crying over something I couldn't get. Your perfect aim would have done just fine,\" he stated before his finger started tapping against his arm at the heavy silence. Shadow wasn't answering. Wasn't even replying. That idiot probably thought he was right on the whole line and wouldn't let him live it down. Well, you know what? Two can play that game.\n\nSonic stood up. And turned to Shadow.\n\n\"I came here to say thank you. Thank you for saving my life and trusting me with the fact that I wouldn't tell the cops, which I didn't and still don't intend to do. But if you're going to be such a jerk about it, I'm going home,\" he growled as he threw the gift at Shadow, and turned on his heels. Didn't matter if he didn't know the way home. Didn't matter if his parents would be pissed. The more distance he got between himself and the self-proclaimed \"protector of the people\", the better.\n\nWhy had he even remotely thought this was a good idea? Shadow clearly thought himself more important than anyone else. How could he, a \"mere citizen\", even stand a chance? If even trying to return the favor got the black hedgehog mad, then this had been an entire waste of time and money.\n\nThis was going to set him back on the car he wanted to have. Two thousand dollars, on his budget? He would be lucky if his parents didn't get after him for spending in all in one go, no matter who it was for. He didn't spend that much, usually. Not even for his friends!\n\n\"Sonic!\"\n\nHe stopped, thoughts coming to a screeching halt. That voice. Shadow?\n\n\"Sonic, wait!\"\n\nHe turned halfway, and couldn't hold the scowl as he saw black with red.\n\n\"What?\" he asked, arms crossing as Shadow finally caught up. With surprise marking his features. Odd.\n\n\"Where – Where did you get this?\" came the stammer that had him raising an eyebrow.\n\n\"Huh?\"\n\nShadow swallowed, and held out the wooden box.\n\n\"Where did you get the action-figure?\" he asked, tone evening out, but gaze still clearly staggered.\n\nSonic frowned, \"Bought it at the Enty Shop, why?\"\n\n\"Are there more of this?\"\n\nHe felt anger fade, and confusion quickly take over.\n\n\"I don't know, maybe?\" he replied with a shrug before a hand grabbed his almost violently.\n\n\"Show me.\"\n\nHe blinked.\n\n\"Shadow, are you okay?\"\n\n\"Do you want to thank me?\" came the reply as red eyes nearly bore into his. Okay. Better not make the nearly insane man with a gun angry.\n\n\"Oak street,\" he answered as straight as he could before finding himself pulled into a run. And he thought this night couldn't get any worse. And he thought that leaving Shadow in the alleyway was going to end this.\n\nWay to prove him wrong.\n\n\"Shadow! Shadow stop!\" he said before being silenced with a jerk. He couldn't see the street names anymore. He couldn't see the outlines of the buildings. He could barely hear anything over the wind's roar, and he could feel his shoes start to heat up. Not good. Not good, not good, not good.\n\nThey were getting close to the limit. His shoes would pop like balloons soon. Shadow could go this fast? He thought he was the only one!\n\nHe stopped with a gasp as he hit an outstretched arm, and clutched at his stomach from the pain.\n\n\"Ow,\" he moaned. \"What did you do that for?\"\n\nShadow merely pointed forward, \"Anything look familiar?\"\n\nHe looked up.\n\nAnd blinked.\n\nHe knew this place. He'd been there hours before with Tails at his side looking for the antique shop he'd been trying trying to get his hands on all week. He recognized the trees on each side of the street as he'd crossed it many times.\n\nHe was in Central City's shopping district, Oak Street.\n\nAnd the one major difference between day and night hit him immediately.\n\n\"500 for that scrap?! You gotta be kidding!\"\n\n\"850 for the night, babe.\"\n\n\"I got a good deal for you, 400 for both.\"\n\nIt was far from silent.\n\n\"Stay close and keep your trap shut,\" came the whisper to his left as Shadow started walking, and he scrambled to catch up, eyes darting everywhere.\n\nBlack market? Most likely. He could see pills being passed and money being transferred. What he'd learned to be a prostitute, male or female, was casually selling themselves out with a smile. Even food and things he'd never seen before were being traded.\n\n\"Keep your eyes to yourself,\" was snarled at him, forcing him to face forward as an embarrassed blush made its way on his cheeks. He was sure Shadow hadn't turned around. That guy had eyes on the back of his head.\n\n\"This way?\" asked the black hedgehog while nodding forward. Guess the important thing was to be unnoticeable, then.\n\n\"Yeah,\" he answered as the sounds slowly faded, and the store came into view. \"Second one to the left.\"\n\nThe smirk on Shadow's face felt weird. 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And it made his heart squeeze in the same way Shadow's departure had.\n\n\"There's little you can hide from me, Sonic. Learn that.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "This was officially not Sonic's night.

He'd left his home in the middle of the night, ran everywhere to find his savior and scared himself to near paranoia trying to find him.

All that for what? Find out that he had to babysit a black hedgehog who had decided to get himself drugged and appear dead to the world.

If there was a god, he was probably mocking him at this point.

He flinched at the sound of slight chuckling, avoiding to look at the source. He'd been there for how long now? Not sure. The moon had sailed past the gap overhead a long time ago, and he didn't dare to head out for fear of getting caught. He'd heard sirens what seemed like minutes ago, and he wasn't willing to risk his, even less Shadow's, hide.

But, seriously, who puts themselves in plain sight, drugs themselves so bad they wouldn't be able move and leave evidence that they had done so? Shadow was smarter than that, right?

The unintelligible garble coming from his right seemed intent on proving him wrong. Chaos only knew what plane that guy was currently on, but judging from the wild smile and the on-going chuckles, he was somewhere between the sky and the stratosphere, or probably even higher.

Which had left him to deal with the evidence and the muggers if any were to come by. So far, his luck hadn't faltered, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before anyone came close. That was why he'd dragged Shadow's sorry carcass to the back and darkest part of the alley, knowing that they'd avoid detection there.

One problem, though. While disappearing into the shadows meant no one could see them, it wouldn't stop anyone from stopping near the alley and deciding to make it a temporary "home".

And while Sonic followed a martial art class, he'd already proven that he couldn't protect his own self against five wolves. If you added a knocked out criminal whose head was on every wanted poster – he'd been taken to the police long enough to see one – he was pretty much a dead man.

Blue ears twitched at a sound similar to a groan, and Sonic turned to the prone hedgehog next to him, hoping to Chaos that this wasn't another of those half-awake phases. He'd been through those five times already, and even if during those phases Shadow would speak coherently and say his name, Sonic wasn't even sure he was talking to him.

Talk about being drugged big time.

Half-lidded eyes clenched close before blinking, haze slowly clearing as they looked at the deserted alleyway, hands reaching for a black head. Another, clearly more awake and painful, groan came, and Sonic sighed in relief. Shadow was out of drugged trance he'd been in for too long.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

And apparently pissed that Sonic had stayed to protect him. The blue one scowled.

"Thank you Sonic, for making sure I stay alive while I'm drugged," he grumbled, taking the gift he'd put next to him when after dragging Shadow halfway across the alley. "No problem, Shadow. It's the least I can do after you saved my life." He stared at the black hedgehog pointedly. "You're a jerk."

Black ears flattened.

"I can take care of myself."

"That coming from the guy who drugged himself in the middle of an alleyway, meaning in plain sight!" he nearly shouted, feeling his teeth grind. "And, to make matters worse, you left evidence of it! Anyone wanting revenge on you or any cop could have passed by and you would have been toast! You're lucky I was there to throw out the syringe and drag you here," he completed, pointing out the bin that Shadow merely glanced at before turning back, gaze hard.

"Have you forgotten that I have a gun?"

"Sure. You would have probably shot yourself before you even had the chance of aiming it correctly," Sonic answered.

"I have perfect aim."

He gave a mirthless chuckle at the reply.

"Right. Your gaze was so hazy, I'm pretty sure that it must have been like looking into a cloud, and when you were "awake", you kept telling me that you were sorry about something that made absolutely no sense while crying over something I couldn't get. Your perfect aim would have done just fine," he stated before his finger started tapping against his arm at the heavy silence. Shadow wasn't answering. Wasn't even replying. That idiot probably thought he was right on the whole line and wouldn't let him live it down. Well, you know what? Two can play that game.

Sonic stood up. And turned to Shadow.

"I came here to say thank you. Thank you for saving my life and trusting me with the fact that I wouldn't tell the cops, which I didn't and still don't intend to do. But if you're going to be such a jerk about it, I'm going home," he growled as he threw the gift at Shadow, and turned on his heels. Didn't matter if he didn't know the way home. Didn't matter if his parents would be pissed. The more distance he got between himself and the self-proclaimed "protector of the people", the better.

Why had he even remotely thought this was a good idea? Shadow clearly thought himself more important than anyone else. How could he, a "mere citizen", even stand a chance? If even trying to return the favor got the black hedgehog mad, then this had been an entire waste of time and money.

This was going to set him back on the car he wanted to have. Two thousand dollars, on his budget? He would be lucky if his parents didn't get after him for spending in all in one go, no matter who it was for. He didn't spend that much, usually. Not even for his friends!

"Sonic!"

He stopped, thoughts coming to a screeching halt. That voice. Shadow?

"Sonic, wait!"

He turned halfway, and couldn't hold the scowl as he saw black with red.

"What?" he asked, arms crossing as Shadow finally caught up. With surprise marking his features. Odd.

"Where – Where did you get this?" came the stammer that had him raising an eyebrow.

"Huh?"

Shadow swallowed, and held out the wooden box.

"Where did you get the action-figure?" he asked, tone evening out, but gaze still clearly staggered.

Sonic frowned, "Bought it at the Enty Shop, why?"

"Are there more of this?"

He felt anger fade, and confusion quickly take over.

"I don't know, maybe?" he replied with a shrug before a hand grabbed his almost violently.

"Show me."

He blinked.

"Shadow, are you okay?"

"Do you want to thank me?" came the reply as red eyes nearly bore into his. Okay. Better not make the nearly insane man with a gun angry.

"Oak street," he answered as straight as he could before finding himself pulled into a run. And he thought this night couldn't get any worse. And he thought that leaving Shadow in the alleyway was going to end this.

Way to prove him wrong.

"Shadow! Shadow stop!" he said before being silenced with a jerk. He couldn't see the street names anymore. He couldn't see the outlines of the buildings. He could barely hear anything over the wind's roar, and he could feel his shoes start to heat up. Not good. Not good, not good, not good.

They were getting close to the limit. His shoes would pop like balloons soon. Shadow could go this fast? He thought he was the only one!

He stopped with a gasp as he hit an outstretched arm, and clutched at his stomach from the pain.

"Ow," he moaned. "What did you do that for?"

Shadow merely pointed forward, "Anything look familiar?"

He looked up.

And blinked.

He knew this place. He'd been there hours before with Tails at his side looking for the antique shop he'd been trying trying to get his hands on all week. He recognized the trees on each side of the street as he'd crossed it many times.

He was in Central City's shopping district, Oak Street.

And the one major difference between day and night hit him immediately.

"500 for that scrap?! You gotta be kidding!"

"850 for the night, babe."

"I got a good deal for you, 400 for both."

It was far from silent.

"Stay close and keep your trap shut," came the whisper to his left as Shadow started walking, and he scrambled to catch up, eyes darting everywhere.

Black market? Most likely. He could see pills being passed and money being transferred. What he'd learned to be a prostitute, male or female, was casually selling themselves out with a smile. Even food and things he'd never seen before were being traded.

"Keep your eyes to yourself," was snarled at him, forcing him to face forward as an embarrassed blush made its way on his cheeks. He was sure Shadow hadn't turned around. That guy had eyes on the back of his head.

"This way?" asked the black hedgehog while nodding forward. Guess the important thing was to be unnoticeable, then.

"Yeah," he answered as the sounds slowly faded, and the store came into view. "Second one to the left."

The smirk on Shadow's face felt weird. Like a combination of victory, and overwhelming sadness.

And it only transferred to his gaze as one of his hands touched the shopwindow.

"Didn't know there was an antique store here," he stated, letting his fingers skid along the glass. "Must be new."

"It is fairly recent," Sonic added with a smile. "Been here for a year. Owner's really nice."

He bit his lip before continuing, "You a collector?"

Surprised red eyes met him before seemingly softening, although the mouth didn't even twitch.

"No. I'm no collector. I just..." he trailed off, turning to the shop again. "I guess you can say I like old things."

Sonic felt his mouth stretch into a smile.

"I can buy you more, if you want to."

A glare.

"No. This is more than enough. Now come on. It's nearly six o'clock. You need to get home before your parents notice."

What?

"How did you know?"

The smirk returned, only it had an different edge to it. Something almost competitive. And it made his heart squeeze in the same way Shadow's departure had.

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