He is My Master

10: Cross the Line, Cross the Swords

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Shadow woke up when a cool breeze from the opened window blew over his face, the gray sunlight from a cloudy sky accompanying it.

Shadow's first thought was that today there would be a storm.

A warm feeling suddenly shifted at his lower waist and the black hedgehog looked down, surprised. It slowly dawned on him that the previous night it hadn't been the blanket keeping him warm, but his supposed slave, ever so docile in his sleep. Sonic's arms were encircling his torso, the face of the blue hero burrowed in his tummy fur, breathing evenly as he was lying half on Shadow, half on the bed. The Ultimate Lifeform would have been lying if he'd said he didn't like the feeling.

He slowly shifted underneath the blue body, trying to get out of the bed without waking the other up. Last night they had gotten back in the very small hours of the morning after their expedition to Black Doom's chambers had proved fruitless. And while Shadow could get by on very little sleep or no resting at all, it was Sonic who needed at least 6 hours or more before he was of any use. Therefore, the black hedgehog wisely decided to leave him be and instead go and interrogate the supposed alien King of this dimension by himself, trying to wriggle out the information about the Emerald.

A last glance at the curled, sleeping form on the bed brought another shadow of a smile to the Ultimate Lifeform's face. Sonic looked content, even with the collar still around his neck and Shadow briefly even daydreamed that this was because maybe the other finally felt safe when around him, even instinctively crawling close in his sleep.

The only detail disturbing the image of tranquility were the red and white sneakers Sonic still refused to take off in bed, his guard against any surprise attacks since without them the blue hero still felt vulnerable, being around Shadow or no. The black hedgehog just wished Sonic would trust him more...

I lost Maria, Sonic. Do you really think I would make a mistake like that again?

Shadow just shook his head one last time before heading out the door. Maybe he would find the Emerald now and they'd be home by midday. And for some irrational reason, a part of him wished he wouldn't.

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Sonic woke up a little while later, not because of any half-metaphorical weather, but instead because of a very insistent empty stomach. Emerald eyes blinked around blearily.

Great. Shadow's gone again. What is his problem?

The blue hero sat up in bed, groaning, running a hand along his collar again, for once without the usual tugging at it, but a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach as he thought of the papers last night.

Owned by Shadow...

Sonic shook his head quickly and stepped out into the corridor instead. At the moment, all he needed was a bit of fresh air and every castle should have some towers with wind and view, right? The blue hedgehog walked along the stone walls, not really thinking where he was going, his thoughts a turmoil of wonderings about Prince Knuckles, Tails back home, the frightened slaves in the castle and again and again, Shadow...

Therefore, he did not notice the large, white-furred dingo turning the corner behind him until it was almost too late.

"My my, what have we here? It seems like that parrot Jet wasn't lying after all..."

Sonic whipped around at once, emerald eyes narrowed, glancing at the other warily. The dog was wearing a blue vest of sorts, spanning across his broad chest, his angular face set in a canine, predatory smirk. He was smelling slightly of sweat and seemed to be the type of rich bully Sonic had already encountered dozens of times. Contrary to most rich bullies, this one seemed to have the brawn to back up his words, but that still didn't raise Sonic's sympathy one bit.