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My first yaoi story! This is dedicated to my BFF, ClenoRikuFan. Loves ya!

If you don't like yaoi, a.k.a. boy love, then don't read!

Warning: Some Phantom Planet spoilers.

Ready For Love

Phantom's POV:

He hates me. I know he does, because if he doesn't then something's wrong with him. Then again, for the past year, you could say that something was wrong with him. I mean really, who can say that they ever been a half ghost? Only one other person besides Danny, but that's not the point. The point is that it's my fault that I'm become him. I promised everyone that I'd never become evil. See how well that worked out. Now, you're probably wondering what made me go to Vlad's in the first place. That comes later.

It all started out innocently enough. Danny and I were just hanging out around his house, him drawing me. It had been around three mounts since the 'disasteroid,' and things were pretty much back to normal. Danny and Sam had tried going out, but after a few weeks decided to just be friends. Now, it was summer vacation, Sam was in Florida with her parents, and Tucker was doing his mayor duties. Which left us alone in the house; the rest of Danny's family was in Colorado.

At first, it didn't even cross my mind that anything bad would happen. There was nothing to do, so Danny had just started drawing me. That left me free to just think of why we had split in the first place. Danny had realized that with even more ghosts coming in to Amity Park, ghost fighting had started to take over his life. He didn't have time for school, his friends, his family... you get the idea. We used the Fenton Ghost Catcher, which Maddie and Jack fortunately improved, and we've been like this ever since.

"Phantom?" Danny's soft voice broke through my thoughts, and I turned around, confused.

"Yeah?" I could see that he had given up on drawing, and was now doing the summer homework that he had been assigned.

"Could you help me with this? You know that math isn't really my strongest subject." A small blush slid over his cheeks and, try as I might, only one thing could cross my mind. He was absolutely adorable. But of course, I couldn't say that out aloud, so I just smiled and went over to help.

I've known for a while that my feelings for Danny have grown, until I couldn't just think of him as my friend. I wanted to tell him how I felt, I really did. But what would that do to our friendship. I was positive that he only liked me the same way he liked Tuck, so I just couldn't do that to him. There was a possibility that he would fill the same way about me, but I couldn't risk it. After all, what if he hated me? I'd never be able to look at him the same.

We stood in silence; neither of us spoke unless Danny wanted me to look over a problem to see if he got it right, and me if I was helping him understand the problem. It was when we had been standing there for about thirty minutes when it started.

He looked over at me, head tilted to the side. "Phantom?" His voice came out as a small whine, and the thought of him whining as I rocked him into the bed he was sitting on slid into my mind. Or more like moaning… I really wouldn't mind that. My face suddenly burning, I shook those thoughts from my head and looked over at Danny.

"What?" He realized I was mocking him and stuck his tongue out at me.

"Bitch."

I pretend to look like he had told me he hated me. "I feel so loved."

He giggled, leaning forward to kiss me softly on the cheek. "You know I love you." He winked playfully and turned back to whatever problem he was working on. "Now help on the problem that I have."

Oh I'll help you take care of a problem, that's for sure. My face had turned even redder than it had been, but thankfully Danny hadn't noticed. I wouldn't care if he had. He just kissed me. True, it was just on the cheek, and it obviously didn't mean anything to Danny except that he was having fun, but to me? Damn. Out of all the people I just had to fall in love with, it had to be my other self. Why did life hate me so much?

Something pokes me, and I look over. Danny's staring at me, a worried expression on his face. "You okay?"

Gee Danny, let me think. I'm in love with my other self, I keep on having… dreams about you, who just so happens to be my other half, you just kissed me… and now you ask me if I'm okay. "I'm fine."

He nods slowly, as if he doesn't believe me. "If you're sure…" He turns back to the piece of paper on his desk. "So are you going to help me or not?"

I don't know what makes me do it. One second he's asking me to help him, and the next thing I know, I'm on top of him, our lips pressed together. He gasps in shock, and I take the chance to shove my tongue through his slightly parted lips. Hands grab my wrists and I look up. We're no longer kissing, but I'm still straddling his waist, arms wrapped around his neck. Silence fills the air, and within seconds I'm on the other side of the room.

He's staring at me, chest heaving, eyes wide with shock and… is that fear? I open my mouth to say something but he beats me to it. "What the fuck?" He's beautiful baby blue eyes are filled with tears and my heart breaks at the sight of him.

"Danny… I'm so sorry."

He just glares at me, and then points to the door. "Out."

"But…"

"I said OUT!!!" He's screaming at me now, eyes narrowed into slits.

This time I do the only thing I can do. I turn invisible and fly out the window. Only when he couldn't hear me did I burst into tears.