I haven't released a story for Danny Phantom for a while now huh? I mean I know I updated but a new story...

Welcome to Always Winter! I'm so excited. This has been my baby... well sorta... You can tell when I wrote these chapters by other one shots I wrote, some of them have the same idea to it but at the same time... not...

At anycase... Band Camp... My key to sanity is finally here... and I'm sore all over... at anycase, my band director made me switch to oboe for concert band T.T. Not that the oboe is bad... it's just that I was hoping to play bass flute this year. So band camp... yay... it wasn't so bad today but I'm dreading Saturday... on the world's largest frying pan.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Ice and Snow/Dark, Romeo and Juliet, Tristan and Isolde. The ones with the and in the middle between words are where I got my ideas for the story from. Loads of ideas.

Two plots in one, well sorta, enjoy!

Chapter 1: The beginning of Winter

It's always nice to look out the window, and see those very first few flakes of snow

Danny stared out the classroom window from the second floor of Casper High, a teacher was talking but Danny didn't seem to care. Was that a snowflake? Danny questioned himself seeing a small white object float pass the window. More fell past the window distracting the rest of the class to look out the window.

Danny grinned inwardly at the small flakes that continued to fall throughout the day. "Danny, did you see outside, there's snow!" Sam said excitedly, her eyes seemed to light up at the mention of it.

"Yeah, I saw." Danny replied, taking out another book for his class. "Don't you usually hate snow, since it's white and pure?" Danny raised an eyebrow at her.

"So? Just because I'm Goth doesn't mean I can't like snow." Sam frowned. Tucker walked up to his locker next to Danny's.

"What are you two lovebirds bickering about?" Tucker asked, pulling out his cell phone and a textbook.

"We're not lovebirds!" Danny and Sam yelled at Tucker at the same time.

"Of course you aren't. That's like saying that me and Val aren't dating." Tucker grinned as the three of them headed towards their last class.

"But you two aren't dating." Sam scowled; Tucker was getting more annoying as the days went by.

"I know, that's why I said that." Tucker replied.

"But me and Sam, we're not, we aren't!" Danny protested as they walked into the classroom.

"As we all know it's snowing." Lancer stood up from his desk, waving a hand towards the window. "It means you all should button up before you catch a cold, especially the girls here, it doesn't matter if you're pretty you won't be pretty if you're sick."

Sam rolled her eyes, her gaze trailed to the window, lost in thought. "Miss Manson! Pray tell what you're thinking?" Lancer demanded minutes later. Sam didn't flinch at his voice.

"I'm thinking about going somewhere, anywhere, instead of this hell hole of a rut I live in everyday." Sam frowned as she continued to stare out the window. "The snow always goes somewhere, it always gets to see something different, so why can't I?"

"Ms. Manson please refrain from using inappropriate language in the classroom." Lancer looked ticked off and Sam's frown deepened.

"Hell isn't inappropriate!" Sam tore her gaze from the window and glared at Mr. Lancer. "I have a right to say what I say, freedom of speech. If I cuss it shouldn't matter because I have the right to say whatever I want!" Sam snapped.

"Sam –" Danny said her name, trying to get her to calm down.

"Danny shut up." Sam scowled at him for a moment before her gaze turned back to the window. As the words escaped her lips Sam regretted it, she felt her heart break in two by being so cruel to Danny.

"Ms. Manson, step outside." Lancer said in a take-charge manner. Sam picked up her things and stepped outside of the classroom.

What had gotten into her? Sam thought sitting underneath the lockers just outside the classroom. Why had she been so cruel? What was it that made her freak out like that? Sam sat with her knees pulled to her chest her hands holding her head. It didn't make sense. She sat there lost in thought for the rest of the class period.

And later on we can go outside, and create the impression of an angel that just fell from the sky

The bell rang jerking Sam's head up in surprise making her hit her head against the locker. Sam cursed under her breath as she stood up from underneath the lockers. She found Danny and Tucker in the midst of the large crowds.

"Danny, I'm sorry," Sam apologized, touching Danny's shoulder, "I didn't mean to get mad like that, I just kinda flipped out for no reason. I'm really sorry." Sam withdrew her hand, waiting for his response.

The three of them walked out of Casper High and into the cold air. The three began walking through the football field towards the Nasty Burger. "I can't just not forgive you now can I?" Danny asked, "but before I do," Danny trailed off throwing a snowball in Sam's face, "ok, now you're forgiven." Danny grinned. Sam tackled Danny in the snow.

"Get a room you two!" Tucker exclaimed as the two were rolling in the snow trying to wrestle with each other. "Seesh, the two lovebirds can't be apart for two minutes." Tucker shook his head with a knowing grin.

"WE'RE NOT LOVEBIRDS!" Sam and Danny yelled in the middle of their wrestling. Tucker laughed walking off to the Nasty Burger.

"Ha, pinned you." Sam smirked; pinning Danny to the snow. Danny flipped to being on top.

"Pinned you." Danny grinned at the Goth he pinned down on the ground. He gazed at her in his grin. Snow had tangled in Sam's hair, her cheeks red from the cold. Her violet eyes gazed up at him in wonder. Her lips were parted slightly, trying to take in the cold air around her, her chest rising and falling rapidly. He himself was breathing hard along with her. She looked beautiful to him, wait, beautiful? Yes, beautiful, Sam looked so beautiful to him.

"Uh, Danny?" Sam breathed through her gasps for air. He was looking at her with a loving gaze.

"Right. Sorry." He fell to the right side of her, staring up into the cloud filled sky. "It's always fun to play in the snow." Danny grinned. He looked to his left to see Sam shivering, her midriff was still bare along with her arms. "Cold?"

"Just a bit." Sam replied sitting up and rubbing her arms. He himself was wearing short sleeves but he didn't feel the cold affecting him. Sam let out a small cry of surprise as an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her towards the ground. She landed on Danny's chest with a soft thud.

"I'm warm." Danny smiled softly, wrapping his arms around her. He saw Sam close her eyes as she lay her head against his chest, her hands on either side. Her face held a small smile.

"That you are." Sam smiled up at Danny. She felt comfortable lying in the middle of the football field in Danny's arms, as if she had done it so many times. "Ah –" Sam opened her eyes realizing that they were lying together. She sat up, breaking free of his hold, heat rising to her cheeks. "Awkward." Sam whispered.

"Oh, yeah, " Danny sat up, his cheeks tinged red, rubbing his neck, "it is." He stood up brushing the snow off of him. "To the Nasty Burger?" Danny asked extending a hand to Sam to help her up. Sam nodded as Danny pulled her up.

"Hopefully Tucker didn't forget that we'd be meeting him there that or didn't go off with Valerie." Sam replied, brushing the snow off her leggings. "So why were you making funny faces in class again?" Sam asked walking with Danny down the frozen streets.

"Impulse." Danny shrugged. He knew it was a flat out lie but he didn't want her to know the reason why. Since middle school he would make faces during classes with her just to see Sam smile.

"Impulse my ass." Sam grinned. "Hey look, there's Tucker and – never mind, I don't think we should bother him." Sam grinned as they entered Nasty Burger. Tucker was attempting to hit on a girl; Sam was waiting for the slap.

Later that night…

Danny was blaming himself again. Tucker had gotten hurt during the previous battle with the box ghost. Unfortunately the box ghost thought a brick was a box and dropped it on Tucker's ankle.

"I'm alright, I won't die from it." Tucker laughed as Danny helped him up, the box ghost in the Fenton thermos.

"Won't or can't?" Sam asked, her arms crossed while she looked angrily at Tucker. "Taking death so lightly it almost seems like you'd want to waste your life, like you don't cherish every moment you spend."

"Look who's talking, Ms. Goth, who only thinks of suicide." Tucker defended.

"That is so stereotypical of you Tucker." Sam glared at Tucker. "It's like saying a Techno Geek like you couldn't get a girl until you're forty."

"Sam, can you give it a rest? Tucker got hurt, we need to take him home, he probably needs to be looked at." Danny said, helping Tucker walk.

"Sure be on his side Danny, it was his fault for running in there like that. He thought that he could be the hero this time around." Sam began walking with the two. "Just one day Tucker, I'd wish that you'd realize how foolish you are. You say you won't die but the fact is that you can't. You always wait for me or Danny to take you along somewhere but you don't do things yourself. You can't grow up, you make everything into a joke, just saying duty –" Sam was cut off by Tucker and Danny laughing out loud. She glared at them. "I'm serious guys."

"We know, that's why you need to lighten up." Tucker suggested as they neared his house. Danny transformed into his Fenton self and helped Tucker up the stairs. "Mom, I'm home, I had a little accident while coming back." Sam waited outside for Danny to come back. Minutes later Danny emerged looking worn.

"His mom began blaming me for it. It is partly my fault." Danny sighed. "Do you want me to fly you home?" Danny offered a hand towards Sam. "Would your Parents mind?"

"My parents and Grandma won't be home, they're in the Bahamas." Sam shrugged. "But sure, you can fly me home, I was planning on going to spend a few hours at your place."

"Do you just want to stay the night? I don't think you should be alone in your house." Danny asked, transforming into his Phantom self and picking Sam up like a bride.

"It'd be nice but what about your parents?" Sam asked as she flew with Danny in the night sky. It was only August but the weather was treating Amity like it was December. Sam shivered with the cold; her arms were still bare along with her midriff.

"Sorry, a ghost can't be warm." Danny smiled at Sam; he tried to pull her closer as if to shield the wind from her. Danny landed on his front doorstep, transforming once again into his human self. He set Sam down and opened the door.

"Look who's here Danny, it's my old friend V-man!" Jack Fenton declared as Danny stepped inside the room. Vlad Masters was sitting on the living room couch, smugly sipping on tea. Danny glared at Vlad who smiled back.

"Dad, Sam's family is out of town, can she stay here?" Danny asked, his attention on his Dad.

"Of course Danny but Sam's staying in your room, Vladdy here took the last guest room." Jack replied, taking no real notice on what was going on. Sam closed the door behind her and began heading towards Danny's room.

"Jack, do you think it's wise to let young Daniel share the same room as Samantha?" Vlad asked, pretending to be concerned.

"They're best friends, they wouldn't do anything." Jack laughed. "So tell me about the ghost of the Dairy king Vladdy."

Danny walked up the stairs smirking to himself. Vlad was stuck talking to Jack for hours. When Danny reached his room, Sam was already pulling out the sleeping bag from his closet. Well, attempting to. She was just short an inch from successfully pulling it out. "Here." Danny took it down for her.

"Thanks." Sam took the sleeping bag from Danny and rolled it out on the floor. Danny walked into his bathroom with his pajamas. She took the opportunity to look around Danny's room. Posters of comics he read littered the walls and photos lay on nearly every flat surface. Many of them where of Sam and him, sometimes Tucker. Others were filled with ghosts or family. She turned on his computer and saw a picture pop up, Paulina. Sam had the sudden urge to draw on the computer to mess up Paulina.

"Here," Danny placed a pair of green and white pajamas in Sam's lap. "Sorry we didn't stop by your house." Sam shook her head.

"It's fine, I don't mind." Sam walked into his bathroom and changed out of her tank top and skirt. When Sam entered his bedroom again Danny was sleeping soundly in the sleeping bag. "He didn't want to get in a fight about who gets the bed." Sam whispered. She would have fought to get the sleeping bag, since she was the guest but Danny would argue that since she was the guest she should get the bed.

Sam tucked herself in after turning off the lights and buried her face in the pillows. His scent made Sam's heart melt. She was in Danny's bed, she felt as if Danny was all around her. His scent intoxicated her, causing her to smile widely.

"Sam, are you sleeping?" Danny asked after a while. He had only pretended to sleep.

"Nah can't sleep." Sam replied rolling around in Danny's bed. She sat up looking over the edge of his bed.

"Yeah, me neither, Vlad's staying with us, it makes me wonder what he's up to."

"Danny, just because Vlad's staying with your family doesn't mean that he's up to something." Sam rolled her eyes. "Come on," Sam patted a spot on his bed for Danny to join her, "it's hard to talk to you from down there." Danny stood up and sat next to Sam.

"He never goes anywhere without plotting something. Vlad thinks things through before going anywhere." Danny sighed.

"He's kinda like the opposite of you, you don't think at all." Sam laughed.

"Ha, ha, Sam." Danny glared at Sam through the darkness.

"You know I'm just kidding Danny." Sam replied, a smile on her face. "Hey, what are you doing?" Sam asked as Danny pulled her closer. "Hey!" Danny began tickling her around her stomach. Sam laughed loudly as he continued to tickle her.

"Ha, I thought this one through." Danny smirked as her tickled Sam; there was no way she could get him to stop.

"One of the few!" Sam managed through her laughs. Danny pulled her closer to him as he continued to make her laugh.

"Quiet down kids!" Jack's voice came from the other side of the door. Danny stopped and helped Sam back into her seated position. Sam looked away from Danny, blushing. She was spending the night at the Fenton's house, in Danny's room and right now, they were in the same bed.

"Um, I should probably get back to my sleeping bag." Danny said moving off the bed. Sam made no move to stop him. It had just become awkward between them to be in the same bed.

Sam fell back on the bed with a soft thump and rolled to the side where Danny's sleeping bag was. She giggled at a thought.

"What?" Danny asked, staring up to where Sam was.

"Duty." Sam giggled softly. She could feel like Danny was smiling himself. Pretty soon both of them were laughing again. Seconds later they were holding back giggles. "Night Danny." Sam whispered before turning to her other side to sleep.

"Night Sam." Danny replied, staring up into the darkness.

Dance with me. A voice echoed through Sam's head as she slept. The voice was pleading. Please, it's all I'm asking from you, Dance with me. The voice sounded odd but familiar but something was bleeped out of it, what was it? She felt herself falling and heard an 'oof!' before waking up completely.

"Danny! I'm sorry!" Sam apologized as she opened her eyes. She was lying on top of Danny, their noses touching. She tried to pull herself up but found that two arms were keeping her where she was. "Danny, are you awake?" She found his eyes were closed. She tried to pull away but the arms kept her still, damn, what made him so strong? Oh that's right, ghost hunting. "Danny wake up!" She tried to wake him for several minutes but gave up eventually. Sam couldn't pull loose and Danny wasn't waking up anytime soon so she'd have to suck it up and lay there.

Not that Sam's complaining XD So yeah, I'd like to mention the first 3, right, yeah 3 chapters are basically the set up. Things get way better in chap 4. I mean seriously better and faster. Speaking of better... I have to practice that oboe now.. T.T

but until then,

Carpe Diem

Adieu

Nightwing