He is My Master

31: A New Dawn

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Later that night, Shadow was still sound asleep but Sonic was once more half-awake, perhaps having been startled by some sort of movement of the other. The black hedgehog's arms were still encircling him and the hero of Mobius could feel the other's heartbeat (slightly slower than his own) and hear his breathing in the embrace he was held. To a part of Sonic, it was still weird as hell - or weird as heaven. The blue speedster could feel one of Shadow's hands on his shoulder, his supposed owner's grip still a little bit firm even in his sleep, proprietorial and perhaps...protective?

Sonic played with the thought of struggling against the possessive embrace simply on principle, but decided against it. As long as it didn't become too warm, he was happy to stay where he was. Sighing in content, he curled up once more against his midnight Master, a little bit bolder in his affections when the black hedgehog wasn't technically conscious. He did feel safe being close to him now, though. After all, Shadow had proven both at the pool and just now in bed that when Sonic insisted on a 'No', he would not try to force him. Again, a cold shudder ran down the hero's spine as he briefly thought that if he'd been made a real slave, and been born without the power he possessed, his Master would have made him submit...

Sonic tilted his head slightly upwards and briefly nuzzled his unconscious owner's face.

We'll save this world, Shads. Together.

That night, there were no nightmares.

xxx

"Right. So, we get a psychiatrist or what?" Knuckles asked, wiping the sweat off his brow. "Or, if Sonic keeps scratching at Shadow's containment tank like this, I'm going to call the vet instead..."

"Knuckles, please!" Tails called, giving both the echidna and his somewhat eccentrically behaving older brother a pained look. "I'm sure there's an explanation for this!"

"Yeah. He's either eaten one Chili Dog too many or finally got a concussion from all the loop-de-loop running he does," the Guardian of Angel Island deadpanned, ignoring that the little fox was about to break into pieces or maybe give himself a concussion to make this all easier. "Look, will you stop doing that!" he barked instead at the blue hedgehog, who immediately uncharacteristically flinched. Shadow was still lying unconscious in the Chaos Energy Containment Unit, a glassy box that was supposed to be able to hold the Ultimate Lifeform even if he should start with his trademark Spears and Blasts. Come to think of it, he hadn't used them so far though, hadn't he...

The nasty side-effect of this imprisonment had been that Sonic now was continuing to kneel in front of it, paw and scratch at the glass and whimper 'Master...' at random intervalls, though. Had Knuckles been watching a certain TV-show, this would have very much reminded him of a badly-written Doctor Who slash fic. As it was, the ragged blue hedgehog only ceased his pitiful scratching to instead address Knuckles' boots.

"Please...let him go. He is the Prince, he shouldn't be treated like this."

"The 'Prince' of what, Persia? The nuthouse? Sonic, what has gotten into you?!" Knuckles asked, running a hand through his wildly-tangled dreadlocks, appearing somewhat desperate at seeing his once proud rival reduced to this wreck.

The blue hedgehog shook his head. "I told you, my name isn't Sonic. My Master hasn't yet given me one," he said meekly, still not raising his gaze from the floor.

"That's it. I'm calling some professional help, right now," Knuckles muttered, hoping Rouge was at least having better luck with that missing Emerald. Ten hours had already passed since their ultimatum and unfortunately, the two biggest world experts on Chaos Emerald-hunting seemed right now stuck in the middle of some sort of period play. Honestly, I can't possibly imagine how this day could get any worse, the red-furred echidna thought, and of course, at this point the black hedgehog finally woke up, took one look at his new situation and then immediately started insulting everyone and their ancestry back to biblical times.