Chapter 3

The third (and fourth) installments to TDADM story, with the first section being in Flack's POV, because it was kind of requested and because I thought it was a good idea. Speaking of which, thanks for al of the reviews given to me, you guys all deserve a Danny plushy… if only they made those…Anyways, onwards! By the way, lemme know if anyone seems out of character, okay? Thanks. Special mentions in the story to anyone who chooses to ask, just letting you know.

Chapter 3, Flack's POV.

-Flashback-

"So, nurse, uh, what's the damage, is there anything wrong?" I say, a blush of embarrassment creeping onto my face.

Suddenly, the words "From what I can see, everything's just fine." Are spoken I my head shoots up in shock. I wonder just how big my eyes got…

I see this blue eye widen through a slit in the curtain before the owner shoots up out of the bed and speedily makes a get away out of the door.

'Oh God…' I think to myself, 'Who the fuck was that? Oh man, what if they go and tell everyone what they saw? I'll be laughed at!'

The nurse just raises an amused eyebrow after her surprise wears off and I feel like smacking her.

-End Flashback-

I sit on the curb thinking of yesterday's events. I can't believe some other guy went and saw my cock! And I let him get away with it! I don't even know who the little bastard was; I just saw a lighting streak of golden blonde and gym clothes go by. Damn. I'd at least like to know the face of my 'admirer'…

My thoughts are put on pause when my bus pulls up in front of me. The doors open and I step inside, looking around for a seat. The only spare is right next to on that is filled in with the ass of that weird blonde kid with the glasses. Ah well, I'll take my seat, it ain't like he's gonna bite or nothin'.

He doesn't' even notice that I'm sitting next to him, but for some reason, his friends (who are sitting in the seats in front of us) have their mouths agape like dying fishes.

He himself, however, is busy perusing through a newspaper and gets excited about something.

"Oh my god you guys, the Gary Sinise comedy tour is coming here!" He practically screams.

The girl friend just nods slowly, still staring at me, "Okay, Danny…"

I try not to look back at her and the guy friend, but seriously, what the Hell are they staring at?

I look back at the boy next to me for a quick second and I have to do a double take; that's when the spark of recognition sets in and I realize that his voice, the hair, and the eye colour are the exact same as the boy from the nurse's office.

That's when he turns his head to look in my direction and for some reason, probably the same as his friends', he goes all frozen solid like and just stares at me, wide-eyed and blushing. If I didn't know better, I'da sworn he had a heart attack and died from it, because he didn't respond to my raised eyebrow.

I mean, who doesn't respond to the raised eyebrow? MY raised eyebrow, actually?

Eww, all three are staring at me now and trying not to squeal. I feel like they're raping me with their eyes, and this is very uncomfortable. God, I hope this bus hurries up.

No sooner had I wished that, the bus pulled over right at the school sidewalk. I leap from my seat and tear out of the opening doors. Jeez, what freaks…

Chapter 4.

'Well, I think I scared the Hell outta Flack today, but that's okay, he's still sat by me. Oh, what a glorious day! He either sat with me because there weren't any other seats left or because I'm making some progress. Either way, he sat by me!'

Danny flailed his arms randomly in his seat, but stopped when the teacher gave him an odd look.

Danny stood in one of the subway cars trying to keep his balance. He gripped the handle tighter when the car seemed to shift a bit and stop.

He didn't turn to look at the people filing on to the already crowded car until he felt a pair of eyes watching him intently.

Danny slowly moved his head to look over his shoulder. His Neptune eyes met with frosted mint green ones. At the moment of contact, Danny's thin little body seemed to freeze like ice, and he felt like this was the coldest he'd ever been in his short life.

'Oh God…' His heart seemed to skip a few beats at the second of realization, 'Those…those are the eyes from my dream!'

All he could do was stare into the eyes of the man who carried them, and he noted his features; a round face with sharp, handsome features underneath a growth of short dark hair. He wore a haunting grin and Danny swore that the guy had to have had fangs hidden underneath it. He was a well dressed fellow who wore a light blue dress shirt under a neat dull black jacket with pants of the same colour. Danny noticed the gold ring on the man's left ring finger. It had a dulled glint to it.

The car stopped and suddenly, Danny was able to move again. 'How…how long was I…out for?'

He looked back and saw that the man still had his eyes still set on him, so Danny decided that he'd get off and catch another ride elsewhere or at least walk the rest of the way home.

It was just his luck that when he got off of the car, the strange man would be right behind him and started following. The blonde's heart started to speed up and sweat began to trickle slowly down his face.

Once they were about six blocks from his house, Danny stopped suddenly and whirled himself around to face his stalker. 'This is gonna be stupid to do with no one around, but…'

"HEY!" He screamed, his fists balled up at his sides, "What the Hell is your problem, you sick bastard! You wanna rape me, just try, but I'll pound your weak ass!" His face was red and his little body was shaking, but the man only chuckled.

"Sorry to down you kid, but I could drop you in less that 5.6 seconds."

Danny paused; the man's voice was smooth with a growl and a hint of snark in it, but it was still…attractive? He shook his head and retorted back with a lilted "Oh yeah?"

Faster than he could think 'what-the-Hell', Danny was thrown up against the wall, an arm held firmly at his chest and a rough, cold hand gripping his jaw.

"See boy, not so tough now, huh?" Danny growled at the man and his mockery and tried to struggle his way out, but the guy held strong.

After a few moments of wasted squirming, the boy swallowed thickly and his frame seemed to slump a bit. Sighing, he said, "Okay, I lose, but if you're gonna rape me, just be gentle if ya can, eh?"

The man furrowed his brow for a second before throwing his head back, bellowing a loud roar of a laugh. He stopped suddenly and gave Danny a serious look in the eyes. "Kid, I'll admit that you're damn attractive, but surprisingly, getting off on you is not what I'm interested in."

Danny calmed a little. "Well…then what exactly are ya gonna do with me?"

The man was only an inch or so taller than him, so they both met up at eye level. He leaned in closer until he was only a few centimeters from Danny's face and in a husky voice, he whispered, "I can get you exactly want you want…" He pulled back to see Danny's reaction and grinned when the younger of the two's eyes widened in confusion.

He spoke again, "What I mean is, is that if you give me one simple, useless little thing, I can get you the popularity AND the guy you so desire."

Danny tilted his head, "But I don't understand…"

The stranger chuckled and thrust the younger further up the wall. "I'm saying that I'm the Devil, Danny-Boy, and I can make everything you've ever wanted come true. All I ask is for one thing, and I'm sure you know just what that is?"

The boy's eyes widened impossibly more so and his face was the definition of confusion and disbelief. "What? Are you kidding me? You're lying."

"What do these eyes tell you?" The 'Devil' countered. Danny took this into consideration for a moment before looking back up and nodding. "Okay, I guess. But what exactly are you gonna do to help me?"

The man tilted his head in thought before making eye contact again. "Well, I think before we get into all of that, I reckon we should introduce ourselves properly. As I already informed you, yes, I am the Devil Himself, but I would definitely prefer it if you called me Mac." His smile grew a bit and he held out a hand.

The boy took it and shook hurriedly. "As I'm sure you already know, I'm Daniel Messer, but I'd definitely prefer it if you called me Danny." Mac rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Of course. Come on, why don't I take you to your house and we can discuss things in your room."

"Okay, but uh, why me?" He asked as they stepped out of the alleyway.

"Huh?"

"Well, you've got all of these much more interesting people, of whom I'm sure have much more interesting wants, to make deals with, but yet you choose me instead. Why?"

Mac looked thoughtful for a minute. "I don't know, really. I guess…maybe I just found you to be more interesting than all of them. Besides, you never really ever thought of making a deal with me, to my knowledge, and you don't have the personality of a cold-hearted dumbass who doesn't really know what they desire. Make sense?"

Danny nodded and they walked the rest of the way in silence.

Danny almost growled when he realized that he didn't have his house key, but calmed a bit when he remembered that his mother was home. He knocked on the paint-chipped wooden door.

The door was opened and they were greeted by a smiling Stella. She saw Danny and hugged him tightly, giving a warm motherly greeting, but her sweet smile flipped itself around into a question frown when she saw Mac standing there behind her son.

"Um, hi, are you a cop?" she asked.

He shook his head no. "Just a friend of Danny's. Hi, I'm Mac Taylor." He held out his hand, but she pretended to not notice the gesture.

"Oh, okay, uh, come inside then."

Danny jumped in through the doorway and bounded up the stairs with Mac following close behind at a slower pace.

"Uh, Danny?" Stella called after him. "Yeah, Ma?"

"Go show your friend where your room is and then come downstairs, okay?"

"Okay, ma."

A minute later, Danny slid down the stairway railing and headed into the kitchen, where he was suddenly stopped by his mom grabbing hold of his shoulders and shaking his frame.

"M-m-mom, you're not 's-s-sposed to s-shake your baby!" He said, his head lolling back and forth.

"Oh Danny, who is that weird man, huh? Do I have to call Dateline or something! Oh God, maybe he's your pimp! Is THAT where you've been getting all of that money from!" Stella was practically in hysterics and her accusations frightened Danny.

"Ma, what's wrong with you! He's just a FRIEND! I'm still a virgin! I get my money from my helping out at the bookstore! You-Have-Nothing-To-Worry-About!"

She stopped shaking him, and embarrassed shade of deep red spreading across her cheeks. "Oh…" she looked away and backed off slowly. "Sorry to have caused you any…stress. Here's an apple."

Danny caught the little red fruit that she had limply thrown at him and he sighed, shaking his head with raised hands. " S'okay, ma. I'm going upstairs now."

With that said, he whirled the corner and flew up the staircase his mom staring back after him.

"I wonder how loud I was…hope that 'friend' of his didn't catch anything I said…" she quietly thought out loud to herself.

Ha, poor Stell'. Well, I am happy to have Mac in the picture now. He's so awesome and fantastic, especially as the Devil. So, did ya like this chapter? Did I meet your standards? If not, then just tell me and I'll try to make the next update better…that's if you want a next update, heh.