Author's Note: Sorry to everyone who has read this or reviewed. I know I haven't uploaded for a while, so hopefully this makes you guys happy! As for my reviewers: spiritmind675, Koi19, and vietboy1020, virtual cookies!

And just so you guys know, even though Phantom's technically Dan now, I'm still calling him Phantom. Dan's just… well Dan.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, for he belongs to Butch Hartman.

Ready For Love Chapter Three

Danny Fenton's P.O.V.

"But Danny," he whispers softly, smiling down at me. "I could never hate you." His thumb brushes against my cheek, ignoring the fact that I'm scowling at him. "I love you. I thought you knew that."

I stand up almost immediately, throwing the knife I was using just seconds ago to the floor. "That has got to be the biggest bull shit I have ever-" He lets out a low growl, and I force myself to smile, and lean in to kiss him. He smirks and pins me to the bed, shoving his tongue down my throat.

I cringe as I feel a cold hand slide up my shirt. I slam my hips against his, hoping that he'll let me go, but he responds with a low moan. Something presses itself against my thigh, and I feel sick.

I remember that day, about a week ago, when Dan broke out of the thermos. He gave me two choices: one, I would to whatever he wanted, which could include sex, or he would kill me. My thoughts had slid back to when he had thrown me into the ghost zone to make sure everything 'was the way it was supposed to be', and how sick Vlad looked when I asked him what happened to my human self when Dan was created.

I was scared, so I hesitantly chose the first option. We've been doing this ever since Phantom left, now that I think of it. What was I thinking? I apparently wasn't, that much was clear. His face swam into my vision, neon green eyes filled with hurt, mouth slightly open. I had tried to say something, anything that would make him stay, but nothing came out. All I could do was watch him fly away, thinking only one thing, He hates me.

A hand reaches up my shirt, gently pinching my nipples, and I let out a startled gasp. He chuckles, leaning in to lick my ear, sucking on it. "Like it, don't you? He whispers seductively, eyes clouded over with lust.

"No." My voice comes out as a whisper, cracking slightly.

He just grins, and before I can stop him, my shirt's literally torn off me. I let out a shriek, and he leans in, tongue brushing against one of my nipples. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you to stop." Wait. That's not my voice. There's a sudden crash, and the two of us (which sounds, in a way, completely wrong) turn around, another low growl coming out of Dan's mouth. I, however, just lay there, Dan's lips still pressed against my chest, shocked.

"Phantom?"

Phantom's P.O.V.

I couldn't help myself. I knew that I should have just flown away, because neither of them heard me scream. But I didn't. Instead, I just crashed through the window, and now there both just staring at me. Dan's glaring at me, looking about ready to kill me. That is, if you can look like you're going to kill someone while you're sucking on the pink buds in the middle of someone's chest. Danny, on the other hand, just looks shocked. Awkward silence fills the air, except for Dan's growls and Danny's soft moans, so I turn to leave.

"Phantom?" Danny's soft voice fills the air, and I start to turn around-

"OW!!!"

-Only to have an ectoplasmic blast collide with my face. Danny lets out a startled yelp, and I wince as pain shoots through my entire body. I drop to the ground, forcing myself to look up, only to find the two of them making out. Or rather, Dan forcing him into the kiss, considering the look on Danny's face.

I narrow my eyes into slits, charging my own blast. "I thought I told you too let him GO!" I shoot the blast toward him, and he just laughs, ducking so the blast sails to the other side of the room. Good thing the three of us are the only people that are home right now.

"Isn't that cute?" He sneers, hand reaching over to cup Danny between the legs. The boy I love lets out a cross between a moan and a gasp, arching up into Dan's hand. "Considering the fact that you did promise everyone that you wouldn't turn into me, I'm surprised that you even thought about saving his pathetic ass." He grins down at Danny, giving him another squeeze, the bulge in Danny's pants staring to become obvious. "Like it don't you?" He purrs, kissing his cheek.

My hands ball in to fist at Danny's hesitant nod, and this time, I'm the one who's growling. I slam my self into the ghost on top of Danny, knocking him in to the opposite wall, before risking a glance at the fourteen-year-old. He's staring at me, mouth opening at closing at random intervals. My heart slamming in my chest, I lean over and kiss him on the forehead. "I'll explain this," I gesture at myself, "later." He nods again, and I turn my attention back to Dan.

"Don't you dare touch him!" I scream.

"Or else what?" He smirks, standing up and making his way over to me. "You'll kick my ass? I'd like to see you try."

Danny's just staring at us, eyes wide with shock, fear, and something else… Lust? The thought makes me even madder; because I know that look in his eyes isn't for me. He hates me. Then why are you doing this? You know that as soon as he's safe, he'll start yelling at you again. Right now, I don't even care.

Dan deserves to suffer for what he's obviously been doing to Danny ever since I left, and I'm the one who's going to cause that suffering. My hands start to glow bright green, and I find myself sneering at the murderer in front of me.

This is going to be fun.

Well, that's it until next time. Didn't expect that either did you? :D

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