Scourge the Hedgehog. Three things to describe him:
1. Bad
2. Different
3. Mean!

Some people call him the "Scourge of the Human Race" or some other junky name similar to that. But very few people call him a rapist. (This is the first time I use sexual slang in my articles DX. I had to!) But one cat actually WANTED some share of the lust. Scourge knew this girl noticed him every time he appeared a few feet from her. Scourge had his eyes on her for a while, but doing something with her felt....wrong somehow. So he just waited until she told him how she felt about their current relationship. But when Scourge finally realized their current status wasn't going to go up, he planned for an attempted kidnapping. And today was when it was going to happen. Right now at 6:03 p.m.

Blaze the cat was coming home from her stroll. Her best friend, Silver the hedgehog, was going to take her to a poker place tonight. She didn't want to be late, but she didn't want to be early either. Scourge the hedgehog was close behind her, but out of plain view. Blaze hummed a sweet, soft lullaby to the tune of "Dimensional Shift" from BlazeBlue. She wore a plain red skirt with a belted white camisole and a leopard-print purse. No makeup on, just the way she liked it. Blaze stopped in her tracks and picked up a stray penny on the sidewalk. That's when she heard footsteps right behind her. Her purple ear twitched nervously. "Is anyone there? Hello?" Suddenly, it was quiet. So quiet you could hear a pin drop. Then, footsteps were heard. It sounded like someone was wearing sneakers, the Nike brand. Blaze slowly backed into the alley, oblivious to her surroundings. She only focused on what was standing in front of her. A pair a sunglasses was visible in the moonlight walkway. "Huh? Scourge?" Asked Blaze to the figure before her. That's when Scourge became visible and his emerald green body was exposed into the broken streetlight. "Hi babe, didja miss me? Or am I not part of your memories anymore?"

Scourge chuckled darkly as he tipped his shades to Blaze. Blaze shrunk down on the cemented sidewalk and exhaled deeply as a sign of relief. "Thank God it's only you. I thought I was some rapist or raper. Oh! Perfect timing! I was wondering if you would like to come with me to the--" Scourge leaned in next to Blaze, his hot, fresh breath on her neck. He was glad he popped a couple of IceBreakers before he came to surprise her. Then he would have definitely blown his A.C Cool Guy attitude. Blaze blushed from the closeness of their bodies."Babe, I got a couple of quick questions to ask ya. First of all, do you love Silver?" Said Scourge, his voice deepening a bit when he said Silver's name. Blaze sighed and pouted. Damn. Scourge goofed up. Now he made the poor lavender cat upset or mad at him. Scourge raised his gloved hands up I'm defense, "If I'm poking my nose where it doesn't belong, don't be afraid to tell me. I can deal with it." Blaze shook her head no. She sighed even louder and deeper this time. He shouldn't have pushed her buttons. The lavender cat stared at Scourge with piercing gold eyes, a hint of sadness in them. "It's just that everyone thinks I love him. Can't they see that we're just really close friends? I've known the guy since I was a little kitten." Scourge raised one of his index fingers. "Second question:" Scourge blushed,"Do you love me?"

Blaze's orbs widened as wide as a fat man's stomach. She never ever thought in a million years that Scourge would ask such a question. Yes, she did love him a lot, but she thought he had eyes on someone else. Like her best friend, Fiona the Fox. Blaze took the opportunity to tell Scourge how she felt about their current relationship. He prayed Blaze loved him, not Sonic or dumb Shadow. Blaze smile was so bright that it felt Scourge was going to melt into a green, gooey mess. When Blaze finally explained how she felt. Scourge was stupefied. Damn it, she loved him that much? His heart was fluttering in the breeze that blew by them. He... He never felt this way before, with anyone. Scourge hoped this love would last. True first love, he never believed it. Until now, that is. Scourge then admitted his love for her. He dropped the idea of kidnapping her, now knowing she felt the same way. It was eerily silent for one minute, like a bunch of ninjas were gonna jump out of the trash can and attack them. Blaze shuffled her feet. Scourge fixed his leather flame jacket and sunglasses. "Care to come to my house, for the evening?" Asked Scourge meekly. Blaze thought about this for a moment. She did have plans for poker with Silver, but she would call him later to tell him about sudden interruptions. "Okay!" She said cheerfully.

Scourge didn't live in a ransacked-looking apartment. (Or in a castle if you must know....-_-). It was very decent looking, with a air of punk tastes to it. They sat down on the regal looking sofa, which was as soft as a rabbit's fur. They chatted about a variety of things, like Scourge's secret hatred for Zonic the Zone Cop and Blaze's passion for dancing to Arabian music. "Can you dance to this?" Asked Scourge, turning on the radio. A slow jazz song by Louis Armstrong was playing. Blaze got up, and extended her hand. "Wanna join?" Scourge accepted the request. They didn't dance stiffly, they were swift as two falcons on the wing. Scourge laughed the whole time, while Blaze blushed and giggled. Such a good time they were having. Then, they got tired.

"Why do people say you've gone from green to just plain mean?" Asked Blaze suddenly.

Scourge replied," They always used to say that, before I met you babe." Scourge gave her a genuine smile and kissed her hand.

Blaze snuggled near Scourge's twin marks. They were like sandpaper against her cheeks." To me, your a fun person. And handsome too..."

Scourge thought for a moment." And your my sexy accomplice." He said seductively.

And you know what happens from that point. Anyways, check out my soon-to-be published article under Marine the Raccoon's Club: Seafare! Bye! ^<>^