A/N:

'Allo! Invisokitty here. Being new of course, I'm still getting used to writing on this site.

But this is definitely worth the stress, so..

Anyway, enjoy the Pompous Pep fic.

(It'll seem like bottom!Vlad and top!Danny, due to the AU itself, but don't worry. Vlad always rules.)

Does involve smut (male x male), so if it's not your cup of tea, I suggest you leave this page now.

Thank you.

Enjoy.

*(Note: Currently, I don't have a Beta-reader. Therefore, all grammar mistakes made are mine and I greatly apologise for any that may be present.)

Chapter One:

A Checkmate Truce.

Why was it so cold?
Oh, that's right.

He was dead.
Or at least, half dead.
He shivered against the frigid bite of the wind as he flew, his spectral tail flickering behind him.

He felt impatience flare inside of him, and he growled in frustration.

Where is he?!

"He was supposed to be here two hours ago!" The half-ghost growled, his soft blue skin illuminated by the proudly glowing moon above.

"Oh, Vladimir.."

Vlad turned in the direction of the voice who so sweetly purred his name.
"Daniel," he spit out, red eyes narrowing into venomous slits of crimson.
"Tsk, tsk, Vladdie," Daniel interjected,"I expected much better banter from you, my dear."

Vlad bristled at that, his right hand erupting in a pink, fiery ball of ecto-blast.
"How about we skip the banter tonight and just get down to business?!"

Daniel sighed, a sound that trailed soft shivers up Vlad's spine.
The halfa growled inwardly, since it had been this way from the first day Vlad had met Daniel.

His enemy never quite failed to surprise him.

Nevertheless, Vlad shoved those memories away; now wasn't the time to dwell in the past.
Although, Daniel and Vlad's past wasn't all that bad. Sure, Daniel had fairly enough kicked Vlad's ass on numerous occasions, but for the past few months something just felt off to Vlad. Their banter became less and less, the physical fighting more and more.
It was unlike any battle Vlad had ever been in as a halfa, and he'd had his powers for about a year now.
Though he supposed that Daniel having his powers for nearly a decade had a big thing to do with it.
Still, their fights seemed more confusing each time. And every time, Daniel would often enough pin Vlad against a nearby alley wall or building and proceed to just stare at him. Creepy wasn't exactly out of Vlad's comfort zone, but moments like that certainly had his ghostly blue skin crawling.
After Daniel would pin him down, he'd just smirk and let go, teleporting to somewhere else.

If his rival knew anything, it was how to keep someone on edge.

Vlad lunged at Daniel, but the white-haired older halfa easily dodged the attack.
"You need to work on your form, my dear. Perhaps a little bit more-" he dodged an ecto-blast from Vlad,"finesse?"

Daniel's neon green eyes met Vlad's red ones, and a silent challenge, a ferocious dare, unfolded.
One of the things Vlad actually liked about having Daniel for an opponent was that the Phantom saw him as an equal, even if he did lack various skills.
Still, Vlad and Daniel challenged each other to no end.
As such, they kept each other on their toes (sometimes quite literally).
Daniel shoved Vlad back a few feet, his younger opponent hitting the ground of the park they were in with a very distinct thud!

One of the things Vlad didn't like about their late-night disputes, however, was that Daniel would do him minimum harm.
He was always stuck wondering why Daniel hadn't killed him completely yet. At the beginning of their rivalry, it seemed Daniel never held back. Now, however, Daniel was barely even leaving a scratch on Vlad.

Before he could ponder more over the matter, though, he was sent flying to a set of nearby buildings. One of which was the library Vlad was so fond of.
He glared harder at his adversary, venom on his tongue,"What the hell, Daniel?! That library has been here in Wisconsin since..well, since forever!"
Daniel just smirked, a look that had Vlad's heart pounding.
What secrets lay behind that smug mask?

"Oh, Vladdie, you should pay more attention," a voice that sounded eerily like Daniel's spoke behind him.
He whirled around, facing a clone of the Phantom.
He grimaced when Daniel threw him into a nearby building, always hating that sneaky cloning technique he'd been trying to master for months now, but with little success.

He slid down the wall, his black and white spiked up hair slightly messed up by the force of impact. He was lucky to have nothing broken, though.
When he got to his feet, Daniel was ready for him; the Phantom gripped Plasmius up by his black and white eighties style jumpsuit, lifting him high before smacking his back against the wall with enough force to break something.

Vlad's smart comment died on his lips as he tried to regain his breath, gasping at the chilly night air for some form of relief.

"Oh, Vladimir.." Daniel cooed, his neon green eyes lidded with..
With what?

"D-Daniel?"

Vlad hated hearing the fear in his voice, he did, but he didn't have a clue as to why Daniel was acting so weird.

"Yes, that's right, Plasmius.." Daniel's lips brushed against Vlad's ear,"Say my name.."

Vlad gasped, the feeling of Danny's frosty breath amplified against his hot skin.
"D-Da..." He didn't get to finish, for in the next moment Daniel was tracing his gloved fingers over Vlad's chest.
A soft sigh slid past his parted lips, and Vlad caught the pearly white glint of tiny fangs that he so often saw during Daniel's smirks or growls.

"W-what are you d-doing?" Vlad stuttered, in shambles just from Daniel's eyes on him.

"Oh, I plan to have a little fun with you, Vladdie.." Daniel whispered, this time licking Vlad's ear.

He shivered in delight and horror, the sensation of Daniel touching him this way unfamiliar territory to stand in.
He took in a shaking breath, unsure of what was to come.

"Can you say my name again, my dear? I love the sound of it on your lips.."

Vlad probably would have followed Daniel's request were it not for his shock at the situation. "Say something, Plasmius.. I love your voice.." Daniel whispered, his hand now trailing lower to Vlad's stomach.
"D-Daniel..P-Phantom..I-I.."
Vlad was suddenly stopped short in his speaking by Daniel's lips crashing against his.

It seemed surreal this was happening to him, that his arch-enemy was kissing him in a dark alleyway at some late hour in the night.

But God did it feel good.

Daniel's lips were soft, rivaling his demeanor and personality.
Vlad wasn't exactly complaining, save for when he gasped again and Daniel took advantage of it and slid his tongue in Vlad's mouth.

Vlad's cries turned into nothing more than short whimpers as he tried to get used to Daniel's tongue exploring, moving, just occupying Vlad's mouth.
It was a strange sensation indeed.
Suddenly, Vlad was reminded of Daniel's roaming hand and opened his eyes-not realising he had closed them-and glanced down.
Shocked to see Daniel's hand grip Vlad's hip in quite the possessive manner, the younger halfa let a moan escape when Daniel's lips trailed along his jaw and neck.

He knew he should run or fly or turn intangible, but he was too wrapped up in the way Daniel was making him feel.
His mind drunk on pleasure, Vlad allowed Daniel to unzip the neck of his jumpsuit.
He gasped when Daniel bit down, not as hard as Vlad would have imagined.

"D-DANIEL!" He cried, arching into the older halfa's touch.

Daniel grunted in response, licking the bite eagerly.
Vlad squirmed as Daniel's hand shifted closer to an area that was now growing rather hard.

Vlad cried out again, grabbing the Phantom's shoulders with an iron grip.

"D-Daniel..hah..d-don't s-stop.." Vlad sputtered, rocking himself on Daniel's gloved hand.
The older halfa chuckled,"Soon, my dear..you'll be all mine.."

Vlad moaned again, and Daniel kissed him.
Before the situation could broaden even a fraction more, Vlad felt something in his pocket buzz madly.
He groaned at the disruption, flipping out his phone and seeing the name Maddie on the call dialer.

He gave Daniel an apologetic look and sank through the building wall, flying up to the top of the construction.
"Yes, Madeline?"

"Vlad..Jack and I think you've stayed out long enough.. We're really worried," Madeline's voice echoed from the speaker.

Vlad bit back a remorseful comment of how he could handle himself just fine and instead replied,"Okay. I'll be back at Jack and mine's dorm in a moment."

He ended the conversation, dread coiling in his stomach when he realised a certain part of his jumpsuit was still tight.
He felt gloved hands circle around his waist, lips ghosting across his ear.

"C'mon, Vladdie.. Ditch your friends, join me," Daniel whispered.
Vlad jumped back, his lust replaced by anger. "So this is what it's about?! This is just another one of your idiotic schemes to get me to join you?!"

Daniel was unnervingly calm as he floated closer to Vlad, cupping the blue-skinned halfa's cheek.
"No, I just thought you wanted me tonight...wanted my body as I do yours.."

A moment of silence passed and Vlad looked away, although he mourned the loss of Daniel's hand as it drew back.

"I know you have to get some sleep tonight, though. So, I'll see you soon, my dear."
With that, he was gone in a puff of green smoke.

Vlad sighed.

Just what the hell had he gotten himself into?