A/n: I decided to revise this b/c it was going the way I wanted. Some parts of it. I hope I haven't disappointed anyone.

"I'm glad we had this chat." The Hugarian boy said, clasping Danny's face with both hands and placing two gentle kisses on either cheek. The ghost boy turned scarlet and could only sit there as Gregory walked away, silently cursing himself.

Damn Hungarians and their friendly nature.

...Wait, didn't Germans do that too?

Shaking off the embarrassed feeling, Danny picked himself up and made his way into the Gymnasium, unaware of the blue eyes following him with disgust and horror swimming in them.

Gym wasn't much fun as always. And today just had to be dodgeball. Nearly 'dodging' the red ball aimed at his head (Damn jock), he stumbled backwards, only to bump against someone.

"Sorry, I wasn't look-"

Oh crap.

Dash was looking down at him with a disgusted look on his face, and before Danny could say anything the taller blonde grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the side. Mrs. Tetslaff was too sucked into the game to give a damn about anything at the moment, so that proved to be an advantage to the bully. Being the victim of Dash's countless torments, Danny began to pull away, trying his best to wring his arm out of the football star's grip. Dash managed to push his way through to the locker room and slammed the the other against the wall once inside.

"I saw you." He said. Of course, being blank and stupid didn't help Dash, so Daniel had no idea what he was going on about.

"Saw what? And will you let go? You're stopping my circulation." He said, still wringing his arm.

Dash just gave a frustrated grunt and loosened his grip, but didn't let go.

"I saw you kissing Gregory." He said, disgust filling his face. "You're gay?"

Danny could only groan at this.

That Hungarian made everything worse.

"No, I'm not gay, and Gregory did that on his own; I have no intention of getting along with him like that. And besides," Danny said, looking down. "He likes Sam."

"You mean Gothica?"

"Don't called her that." He snapped, Dash gave a cocky grin at this.

"Well what'da'ya know, Fentina likes Gothica, but Gothica doesn't like him back. Looks like you're left with no one now." He said, bringing his face close. Danny shot him an angry look.

"Dash, don't waste my time, let me go."

The jock thought for a moment.

"Alright," He said after a moment. "But only if you answer one question."

Danny sighed. "Okay, what?"

"Are you really not gay?"

The ghost boy rolled his eyes. "No Dash, I'm not gay."

"You sure?"

"Yes! I'm very sure."

"So it wouldn't matter if Gregory kissed you?"

"Goddammit Dash, the guy's Hungarian, it's a part of his culture, and you can't really help that."

"So it's okay if it's him?"

Danny wanted to rip his hair out at this point. "Dash, look, I'm not gay, I don't like Gregory, and I don't care about him doing what he did becasue he's Hungarian, and it's normal for him. So will you just please leave me alone?"

".... You know, I'm of German descent."

"Yeah? That's great, now let me go."

Dash ignored his comment, but brought his face closer just by the smallest amount. "So it wouldn't be weird if I did it to you, right?"

There was no answer since he didn't wait for one, but there was a struggled 'mmnph!' when Dash closed the distance between them and gingerly pressed his lips against Danny's. His hands let go of his wrists and gently clasped both sides of his face. It was when Dash let go Danny was able to think straight.

"...Dash you ass."

"What? I'm part German, so it's okay, right?"

Danny gave him an angered and hurt look. "If this is a joke, it's not funny, and I'm going to report you to Lancer about sexual harassment if you don't leave me alone."

Dash rolled his eyes at this. "Who said it was a joke?"

First chapter isn't so different. Not much damage done, right?