Wohoo, back in the fandom. I feel happy :3 Erm...enjoy. Sorry it's short, but the next chapters will be longer. If you like this, please review so I know to continue or not.

What I'd Do For You

Prologue

A Danny Phantom Fanfiction by Raining Skittles

Danny smiled as the school bell rang. Grabbing his rucksack off of the floor, he packed his stuff away and swung it over his shoulder. Electric blue eyes scanned the classroom before they feel upon his friend, Sam Manson. His crush of five years.

Sam had been a Goth when she was fourteen, but now, at seventeen, she had toned her wardrobe down a bit to a level where she had been called 'scene'. Skinny, apple green jeans held up with a studded, white belt and purple hi-tops, with a 'Cobra Starship' graphic tee. She was currently facing him, smiling at him. Her face was heart-shaped, her lips still painted purple, but a deeper shade. Lilac eyes painted with green eye-shadow, ringed with black eye-liner, though only one eye was visible because of her side-bangs, while the rest of her hair hung loose, and back-combed. She waved, purple and green plastic bracelets moving up and down her arm.

Danny wouldn't normally spend so long analysing a girl; but Sam was special. Sweet; compassionate; willing to fight for what she believed in; and as stubborn as a mule. But there was onelittle problem.

Sam Manson was a lesbian. She had came out when she was fifteen, with a girlfriend in tow, and basically said 'I'm here, I'm queer, get over it.' Her parents, needless to say, were not impressed, but eventually realised that she was happy, and started supporting her. Danny wasn't to happy, either – he wasn't homophobic, he just didn't like that that made his chances with Sam, like...zero. Sam and her first girlfriend had since broken up on a mutual agreement, and Sam had been single since, save for a few relationships that had only lasted a week or so, each.

"Hi Danny," she grinned, snake-bites glinting in the artificial light of the classroom, breaking his train of thought.

"Hey, Sam," Danny replied, smiling lightly as the girl gathered her own books away, slender hands as pale and delicate as porcelain neatly working to keep everything in place. "Class was boring, right?"

"Yeah, Paulina's whole bitch thing was really lame." Sam stuck her tongue out in distaste as though merely speaking her enemies name infected her, too. A thick notebook filled with notes was stuffed into her bag, before she nodded that she was ready to go.

They both exited the classroom, and Danny held the door open for his best friend. She smiled in thanks, adjusting her green satchel on her shoulder, and they started walking down the hall towards their lockers, chatting away, happily.

Tucker was waiting for them, arms folded and a mock angry expression on his face. "Guys, you kept me waiting for ages!" He exclaimed, his glasses falling down his nose, slightly. He moved them back into place, still glarig.

"Five minutes, Tuck," Danny corrected, dryly.

Sam snorted. "Fail."

Tucker shrugged. "Hurry up, I want to get the next level of Doomed finished tonight – we've been stuck on it for two days!"

"True...I'll race ya!" Danny said, already sprinting. Sam let out a laugh, right behind him. Tucker sighed at his friends' level of maturity, but started running as well, nonetheless.

Sam neatly over took the halfa, winking back at him when he exclaimed "hey!" She was waiting for the two when they finally arrived at Tucker's street, Tucker panting, and Danny looking slightly annoyed.

"What good's the fact that I have ghost stamina when you beat me at running every time?" He exclaimed.

Sam laughed. "You can't beat the power of Ultra Recyclo Vegetarian-ism!" She replied, shrugging modestly.

Tucker waved goodbye. "Don't forget to log on, guys, we need to finish that level," he reminded the two.

"Roger," Danny mock-saluted.

"Gottit," Sam nodded.

The pair continued towards Sam's street, talking and admiring the crystalline blue sky. It was a ten minutes or so walk, which gave the best friends plenty of time to catch up on how each others day had been.

"You know, Danny," Sam said, idly, when they arrived at her house, her eyes bright in the sun, "it's a shame you aren't a girl, because I'd totally date you." With that, she walked inside, after giving Danny his usual farewell peck on the cheek.

Danny stood outside the house for a few minutes, staring at the spot where Sam had been standing. She had just openly admitted that if he was a girl, she'd date him. That was good...he thought, it meant that she liked him back...in some sort of way. He just wasn't the right gender.

"Er...dad, what's that?" Danny asked. Upon arriving home, to the big, towering building with the obnoxiously large sign reading 'FentonWorks' on the front of it, his overweight and some-what mentally retarded father had waved some 'doo-hickey' in his face, babbling about it too fast for the halfa to comprehend.

Jack Fenton took a deep breath. "This is my latest invention," he said, eerily, "the fentongendermabob©!"

Danny examined the thing in front of him. It was small, and rectangular. Nothing impressive. Jack pressed a button on the side, and it opened, revealing a small, shiny ring. Carved into the side was one of those girl signs carved into one side, and a boy sign carved into the other side.

"Pretty," Danny said. "What does it do?"

His mother, Maddie, decided to butt in at this point. "It changes your gender, sweetie...well, it's supposed to, we haven't tested it out, yet."

"Gender..." Danny said slowly, thinking it over, "you can test it on me, mom."

"Really?" Jack said, excitedly, switching to 'kid in a candy store' mode.

Maddie, on the other hand, wasn't so sure. "Danny, it might not work, or if it does, you may be stuck like that."

"It's ok, mom, really," Danny reassured her.

They moved him down to the lab, and made him sit down. "Are you sure," his mother asked, again, her voice containing equal amounts of maternal worry, and the excitement of her scientific side. Her violet eyes were pleading with him, needing to know if he was really okay with this.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Danny said, though internally he was just repeating 'for Sam' over and over in his head.

The ring was slid onto his finger. At first; nothing happened. Then pain. A lot of pain. He screamed, thrashing. Jack and Maddie had to hold him down as he yelled. Smoke billowed from the ring.

When it cleared, Danny was on the floor.

"Da- oh my gosh..."

"What?" Danny slurred, his voice sounding higher, more...girlish. "D-did it work?"

He stood up shakily, leaning across the table top to look into the mirror. He gasped when he saw himself. Or herself.

Danny was a girl, alright.

And she was hot.

TADA XD