AN: Alright guys, I started this story a while back now I am picking it back up and editing.
If anyone is interested in being a much appreciated beta reader please let me know! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Danny Phantom
Covered in grime and dirt the young raven haired man pulled himself from the sidewalk. He only made it a few steps before he collapsed, clutching his stomach from hunger pains."F-Fenton?! is that you?!" was the last thing he heard before his vision blurred and he passed out.
In a frenzy, Danny awoke in a strange room and sat up from the large bed where he lie. Taking in the light blue room, he wracked his brain trying so hard to remember how he got there. Suddenly the door opened and a tall man, with blonde hair and broad shoulders came into view holding what seemed to be a bowl of soup. He scanned the mans face in complete confusion, taking in his sharp features. That's when it hit him, Danny was in the presence of his former bully, Dash Baxter.
In total shock, Danny as if reflex threw his arms over his head anticipating the beating of a lifetime. "Fenton...what are you doing?" Dash asked innocently as he set the soup down on the bedside table. " I brought you some chicken soup..I guess you must be pretty hungry, huh?… you were in pretty rough condition when I found you…". Danny looked up at him still in shock. "You're being nice to me?...why?" he inquired. Dash seemed mildly offended and sighed " I suppose I deserve that, I'm sorry Fenton I was a real dick with some serious issues. I was pretty rough on you back then. It's just when I seen you passed out on the sidewalk, I couldn't not help.….I just couldn't figure out how you could have possibly wound up there "
Danny froze, racking his brain for a believable excuse. He couldn't tell Dash about the ghost fights or about what happened to his family..to Sam…
Still groggy from lack of sleep and food he replied "It doesn't matter and as much as I appreciate you trying to help… it's best I leave now. Thank you very much but I need to go" Danny insisted. He slowly made his way toward the door, his legs faltering half way there.
Immediately, Dash went to Danny attempting to help him up but decided it was best to pick him up bridal style. "Dash.. put me down I'm fine" Danny said weakly pushing against the jocks chest, "I need to go". With a sad look on Dash's face he looked at Danny and laid him back on the bed. " Fenton, no way in hell you are leaving this house until I am convinced you are okay. You couldn't even make it to the door! How long has it been since you have even had food?! You are practically skin and bones". Danny shrugged, not wanting to admit how long it had been."It's been a while, but I'll be fine. In fact, I am fine" Danny proclaimed and attempted to sit up but failed miserably. All Dash could do was stare at Danny in disbelief. "Fenton…. I..well that's it!" Dash brought the bowl of soup to Danny, "If it really has been a while since you have eaten, we'll have to be careful about how much you eat at first". Dash picked up the spoon, holding it to Danny's mouth waiting patiently. "Dash, c'mon. You've got to be kidding. I can feed myself!" Danny responded and reached for the spoon, shaking uncontrollably. Dash, simply pulled the spoon away from Danny and gave him a look. "C'mon, open up. Just consider this as me making up for all the hell I put you through in high school. Anyways, at this point you're shaking so bad you'll get soup all over yourself." Danny studied Dash a moment to make sure he was being sincere. After a bit of consideration Danny reluctantly opened his mouth unable to let himself pass up food.
I'll have the next chapter within the next couple of days, sorry that one was so short. As the story progresses the chapters are longer.