It was about 7:00AM when Vlad woke up. His body wanted to sleep more but his mind didn't.

"Weak." Vlad mumbled.

He desperately need of a shower since he didn't take one yesterday. Slowly getting out of bed Vlad made way towards his bedroom's bathroom. Despite feeling weak he managed. Instead of putting on his black suite he put on a form fitted black t-shirt and grey baggy Jogging pants. He wouldn't walk dead looking like this in front of anyone, but under these circumstances he had no choice.

Once dressed he headed towards his office, but on his way he remembered he needed to feed Maddie, turning direction he headed towards the kitchen.

Just as Vlad was about to open the door he heard something. Immediately thinking it was another ghost he prepared himself. Quickly opening door (element of surprise) ready to attack.

"Ah!" The intruder turned towards Vlad almost dropping whatever was in his hands.

"Danial?" Vlad lowered his guard.

"Y-you're awake!" Danny froze.

"What are you doing in my kitchen?"

"What do you think? I'm making food of course. What else do you do in the kitchen?" Danny turned away so that Vlad could not see his face. 'Holy crap! He came out of nowhere and what is up with that outfit?' Danny looked back at the older man. Let's just say Vlad looked good in the fitted black t-shirt and grey jogging pants. It made Danny heart thump.

"I know what a kitchen is for boy! Why are you in mine?" Vlad was more confused than angry.

"Well I thought you might be hungry so I went to back to get a few things."

"What?"

"You have such a large kitchen but no food to cook with. Be thankful I went all the way back to get things." Danny huffed.

Vlad looked at the counter and saw bags of groceries. He felt a warmness in his heart, but quickly shook it off. He coughed. "If I remember correctly I never asked you to do this for me."

"No you didn't but I thought..." Danny turned away from Vlad. "Anyways you really shouldn't be up."

"...Maddie." Vlad said not pursuing the topic at hand.

"Oh." Danny turned back to Vlad. "I fed her if that was what you were going to do."

"I see."

There was an awkward silence between the two ghost.

"I..." Danny began. "If you thinking I'm doing this out of pity you're wrong." He said in a serious tone. "To tell you the truth I'm not sure why I'm doing this but what I do know is that it feels right." Danny blushed. He looked away. "Again you really shouldn't be up you look like crap. I'm almost done. I'll bring the food up in a few."

Vlad was going to say something but closed his mouth. Food sounded nice and he was too weak to make anything. Vlad guessed thinking of Danny as a servant for today was alright. He turned and went back to his chambers.

A few moments later Danny came in with a tray. He placed it on Vlad's lap. He looked at the items. Soup, a glass of water, apple slices, and in the corner the tray a bottle of medicine.

"I wasn't sure what stuff you eat so I just made chicken noodle soup. No it's not just from the can, I put effort into this." Danny crossed his arms admiring his work.

Vlad didn't motion for the spoon.

"Uh do you not like chicken noodle soup?" Danny unfolded his arms. 'Crap I knew I should have made something else.' He began to worry.

Vlad finally moved. Taking the spoon and dipping it into the soup. "It's good." He said smiling without looking up.

Danny heart almost jumped out of his chest. It was a small smile but it was the first time he seen one on the older ghost.

"Ah." Danny covered his mouth.

"Are you alright?" Vlad looked over to Danny.

"I-I'm fine." Danny coughed. 'Calm yourself Daniel.'

"Are you sure? your face is awfully red." Vlad wore a concerned look.

This was so unlike Vlad worrying over him like this. Danny couldn't handle this side of him.

"Look you're out of apple slices I'll go get you some more." Danny was about to walk away until there was a tug on his arm. He looked back.

"I don't need any more apple slices I haven't even touch the ones you gave me. You've done enough just sit down for a second." Vlad said forcefully. Without thinking Danny sat at the edge of the bed without a moment's notice Vlad's hand was on Danny's forehead.

"Wha?" Danny almost fell off the bed. "W-What are you doing?"

"Seeing if you're alright."

"I told you I'm fine." Danny blushed.

Vlad looked at Danny for a moment. "If you say so." He finally said and went back to eating.

'Has to be the fever talking' Danny kept telling himself.

Danny awoke eyes partly opened. "What time is it?" He mumbled. Reaching for his alarm clock on his night stand. When it wasn't there he opened his eyes. "What?" Danny looked around the room. 'Where am I?' He rubbed his eyes. When his vision was back he looked next to him.

'Vlad?!' Danny jumped/fallen out of the bed.

'What what what?!' Danny mind was trying to process what going on here. 'Ok I made food. Was asked to sit and then...' Danny scratched his head. 'I must have fallen asleep.' He looked at Vlad who was still sound asleep despite Danny's freak out. 'And what he put me in bed?' Danny blushed. 'Why? he should have woken me up.'

Freaking out Danny quietly made his way to the door. Once out he went towards the kitchen to gather his things. Once everything was cleaned and put away. He was about to leave until he remembered something.

The sun peeking through the curtain awoke Vlad. Sitting up he stretched. Despite the slight cough he had, he felt 100% cured. He noticed the young ghost was not next to him. 'Must have gone home.' Vlad thought about the boy. The things he did for him and how many chances he could have to take him out. 'Why help your arch nemesis?' Vlad asked himself that questions many times. When he asked Danny he remembered "It feels right." It didn't make sense to Vlad when he said that.

What about himself? When Danny fell asleep he had the opportunity to take the young ghost out. No more Danny phantom sounded great until he saw the boy's face. Completely defenseless with no care in the world. It was like he trusted him. Vlad was angry at himself for thinking of such a thing. 'Next time I'll take him out.' Vlad told himself. He swung his legs over and stood. Taking another stretch he look towards his clock on the night stand and noticing a piece of paper. "What's this?" He picked it up.

Don't forget to take your medicine fruitloop

-Danny

Such bad penmanship Vlad thought, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face. He was glad no one was there to see it.

-Can he trust the young ghost? Even after what happened to Vlad 10 years ago?

To be continued.