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'This is stupid,' Star reprimanded herself, as she, once again, dived into an alley to hide from Fenton as he turned around, 'I'm going to get myself caught at this rate!'

When she didn't hear any footsteps coming her way, she peeked around the building she was hiding behind. Fenton was walking home again, which was at least another block away. Rather than following him for now, she just watched him.

He seemed okay; considering how he was usually late to class with an injury of some sort. She wondered how he got those injuries. He didn't exactly seem liked the sort of person that would go and make trouble somewhere, just for the fun of it.

No, he was too much of a goody-goody to do anything even remotely bad. He may prank somebody for a laugh, but he'd never willingly hurt someone . . . would he?

Star stopped her thoughts as she saw Fenton gasp and stop walking. He looked around, instantly alert compared to his relaxed expression earlier on.

He glanced up at the sky, and Star couldn't help but follow his gaze. A ghost flew past; she had hair that looked like it was made of fire, she was carrying what looked like a guitar and was also wearing make-up that so totally didn't go with her skin.

"Ember!" a masculine voice yelled. The ghost stopped and turned around.

"Hey, dipstick! Long time, no see!" The ghost, Ember, sneered, eyes narrowing slightly as she realised who it was that had called her.

Star's breath left her body as she also caught sight of Danny Phantom - declared 'Public Enemy Number One' by some, yet a hero by others - as he flew towards Ember.

She could see his emblem on his jumpsuit, and almost swooned when she saw his muscles. Star was also a major fan of Danny Phantom, but not as much as other girls, like Paulina. Star herself hadn't actually been rescued by him, yet she wished that she could be saved by him.

Remembering her trip of following Fenton, she brought her gaze back to the ground and almost screamed in frustration as she realised that he had evaded her.

'Brilliant! I'll have to find out some other day!' The sound of a body hitting the pavement near her made her jump out of her thoughts. She glanced down, and found Danny Phantom there looking a bit more than dazed.

He rubbed his head and quickly stood up. Phantom turned towards her in surprise, finally noticing her there.

"Are you alright?" He asked. Star's head began to swirl.

'He spoke to me!' Realising she hadn't said her answer, she quickly stuttered out, "U-uh yeah! But what a-about you?"

He nodded, and answered back in his ghostly voice, "I'll be fine! Quickly, run away from here!" before flying off to fight Ember again. Star's legs felt like jelly as she began to run in the opposite direction from the battle. She ran a block or so, before daring to look behind her. The battle had already ended. She saw Ember being sucked into a . . . thermos? Not exactly the item she would have thought to be used as a ghost weapon, but if it caught the ghost, then it caught the ghost, and that was good enough for her.

She slowed down to a stop, and tried to catch her breath. She felt elated at the fact that the Danny Phantom had spoken to her! But she was caught a little off-guard, as his voice had sounded very familiar. Even with the echo behind his voice, she knew it was familiar to her. But she couldn't think of who it belonged to.

Turning around and walking again, she bumped into someone. With an 'oomph!' she fell onto the ground.

"I'm sorry!" She shook her head and looked at who it was that knocked her on the ground . . .

. . . and found herself staring into bright, icy blue eyes.

"Fenton?" She asked wearily.

"I-I'm sorry!" He stuttered out again, before helping her stand up, "I wasn't looking where I was going! I didn't mean to knock you over! It was an accident!" To her, he almost sounded . . . afraid? But mostly tired.

She decided to look at him, and gasped as she saw the wound on his head, bleeding openly. He noticed her gasp right away, and turned his head away from her, so that she could no longer see it bleed.

"Are you okay? D-Did I hurt you anywhere?" He asked, keeping his gaze away from hers. It was almost as if he thought that he was below her on a hierarchy scale.

"I'm perfectly fine! But are you okay? Your head's bleeding!" Star almost screeched out. Danny winced.

"No, it's not!"

"Don't lie to me, Fenton!"

"Really, it's fine! I tripped on the way here, and smacked my head against a wall! Silly, clumsy, stupid Fenton, as always! Glad to know you're okay! Gotta go now! Bye!" He quickly laughed an empty laugh, before trying to walk past Star.

"Wait! At least let me help seal it up or something!" That stopped Fenton in his tracks. He glanced over his shoulder at Star.

"Excuse me?" Star rolled her eyes, before grabbing a hold of Fenton's wrist and dragged him to his house.

"Look, I know how to seal up a cut like that. I can't exactly just let it bleed. Nerd or not, if someone is hurt, I take responsibility for it!" Star said proudly. Danny muttered something in reply, before looking down at the floor, averting his gaze from everywhere.

"What was that?"

"Huh? Oh nothing . . . I can walk on my own, you know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know that. Doesn't mean that I will allow it. You may have a concussion."

"Believe me, I don't. Oh look, here's my house. We've arrived. My cut is already healing. You may go now, bye-bye!" Danny quickly said, before pulling his hand free from Star's grasp, and running in to his house. Star stood there, baffled.

'That's the second time he's done that.'

Star wasn't surprised to see that Fenton was late to his Literature class, once again.

"Mr. Fenton, please do explain as to why you are late for the fifth time this week to my class."

"Sorry Mr. Lancer, but I woke up late. Sorry."

"Tardiness, again, huh? Alright, detention after school for the next week." Danny nodded, accepting the punishment. Considering the amount of times he's had a punishment like this, Star wondered why he never sorted himself out. Even his excuses were beginning to sound lame now. All of this just made Star even more curious.

'What could possibly made one person so late, time and time again?' As Danny started to walk to his desk - next to Star's, of course - Star had to hold in her gasp.

The cut on his head was gone.

'How could it possibly heal that quickly?! I know for a fact that it was a deep wound, considering how much it was bleeding! There's no hint of it ever being there!' Star pondered on this thought for a while, completely missing Lancer's lecture on tardiness and alarm clocks.

'I'll have to ask him soon.'

Aah! Four reviews already?! Thank you so much!

I never imagined that my story would actually get some feedback!

Eeeeh! This has made me so happy! You have no idea!

Unfortunately, I have a few very important exams coming up for the next week or so (stupid science), so I won't be able to update that often. Although, I am nearing the end of my year, and soon it'll be the holidays! For six weeks!

You may have to wait a while. Sorry!

Asquerade: thank you so much! I hope it's an enjoyable read to everyone. It's all I want to do; please as many people as possible! It's not possible to please everybody though, ah well!

austin52896: thank you! I'll try. It's a good thing that the previous chapter was just a prologue, and this one doesn't have much action or detail, so it's not as long as I hoped it would have been. Don't worry though, I'll see if I can make them longer.

Sleepy-Crobat: ah, I understand what you mean! I've read the majority of the Danny/Star fics on this website already! If you have any good ones you'd like to point out to me, I'd be happy to read them (if I haven't already, of course)! Anyway thank you!

biginferno: glad to see another person enjoying this story already! I'm a massive fan of Danny/Star, although it's a shame there aren't many out there. Thank you, and you're welcome.

Until next time!