Sorry it took me so long to update this, I was finishing off my school year, so yea, now im on summer break and all that good stuff so ill be posting more regularly, umm, oh yea, I hated the kissing scene I wrote in chapter 3 so I changed it, along with a couple of other things after the kissing scene, so if you want you should go read it, thankss, I really hope you like this chapter, and hopefully I will have the next one up soon.

Danny placed a hand on his hip as he stared at Dash and Kwan. The aforementioned idiots (in danny's opinion) were huddled in a corner in the library whispering secretly to each other. The dark haired boy waited for them to notice him, but seeing as how that was taking a lifetime, he decided to make them notice him.

"What the hell are you two dipshits doing?"

"Whoa there, dirty-mouth-Molly. Chill with the potty words or I'm going to be forced to clean your mouth out with soap," Kwan said, turning towards Danny.

Danny gave him an absolutely filthy look. "Don't fucking call me that. Now tell me what you two are whispering about."

Kwan gave him a blank look before turning back to Dash and whispering something to him. The blond snorted at whatever the dark haired boy whispered to him and shoved him back. "Shut up, dude. That's not even true."

"The fuck it isn't. How are you going to sit here and tell me that isn't true?"

"Just like this: it isn't true."

"Just admit it Dash, or I'll ask dirty-mouth-Molly (Danny: "Shut the fuck up, Kwan!") over there to determine whether its true or not."

The blond glared at him and let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine, it's true. Happy now?"

"No…well yes, but I think you're happy too, now that you're not in denial about this anymore," Kwan said crossing his arms and staring at Dash.

Dash held his gaze stoically before he cracked a smile. "I don't even know why I try and hide things from you, it's ridiculous."

"It's because you're an idiot," Kwan said with a smug smirk.

"In the spirit of letting you think that you won just because I admitted something that I denied before, I will not retaliate at you calling me an idiot," the blonde said.

"And I will continue to let you think that I didn't win, when it's so obvious that I did."

Throughout the whole conversation Danny had felt himself getting more and more irritated. Why the hell were they speaking in like, code or something? Why the hell was he not allowed to know what was being talked about?

"Sure Kwa-?"

"Will the two of you fucking shut the fuck up and tell me what the fuck you're fucking talking about before I fucking snap and kill both of you fucking annoying, dumbasses! I fucking hate being fucking ignored and you two fucking know that!" Danny screamed, well a scream appropriate for a library.

The two jocks stared at him before Kwan looked up in thought. He turned to Dash after a few minutes. "How many 'fucks' do you think were just said in the span of those two sentences?"

Dash quickly caught Danny around the waist to stop him from mauling their friend. The ghost boy struggled against the blonde's grip, wanting to just at least punch the dark haired jock. "Let go of me, Dash, I just want to punch him!"

Kwan pressed himself as far as he could go against the bookshelf, no doubt in his mind that Danny probably would give him a nasty punch. He still couldn't stop himself from teasing the poor kid though. "A sentence with no curse words? That's got to be a first for you, Molly!"

Danny's struggling increased and Kwan thought it wise to slip away while his face was still unmarred. "See ya, Dash!" Kwan called over his shoulder.

"Bye, dude!" Dash called after him, his hands tightening around Danny's waist as the smaller boy made a move to go after the retreating jock. After the dark haired boy disappeared, Danny went limp in Dash's arms with a frustrated sigh.

"I just wanted to punch him," he pouted, pulling away from the blonde's hold.

The taller boy chuckled. "I know, but sometimes we can't do the things we really want to do."

"You always do what you want to do," Danny pointed out, once again placing his hands on his hips.

"That is totally not true, I do not do whatever I want."

"Oh yea? When's the last time you didn't do something you wanted to do?"

"…That is of little importance, Daniel. Even though I basically do what I want, there are some things that I wish I hadn't done," Dash said, turning away from the dark hared boy and walking toward the library's exit.

'Like ignoring that kiss in my kitchen,' Dash thought walking out of the library.

'Like kissing me in your kitchen,' Danny thought, watching him leave.

Danny's electric green eyes gazed down at the city from the top of one of Amity Park's executive offices. He had found his way up there do to the fact that he couldn't sleep because of his warring thoughts. Thoughts that he wished would just stop and let him get some sleep.

He ran a glove clad hand through white hair before lying down on his back to stare at the stars. Was his life ever going to go back to normal? Not normal in the sense that he wouldn't have his powers, because he knew that if he ever lost his powers he would lose who he was as an individual, but normal in the sense that his body would stop betraying him and causing him worry.

His heart had yet to start beating again, but thankfully, his appetite had returned and his breathing was back. In no way shape or form was it normal, though. He had woken up one day and it took him a few minutes to realize he was once again able to breathe. The time gaps in between exhales though, was enough to make him worry, so he timed his breathing. Between an exhale and his next inhale was about a twelve second gap. He tried to force himself to breathe faster but every time he stopped thinking about it, would just slow back down.

Why did it seem like everything in his life was going down shit's creek. His friends hated him, his body was retarded, his powers were screwed up, he was in love with some one he didn't feel like he deserved, his sister practically abandoned him in favor of moving to England as soon as she graduated collage and his parents still favored everything over him. Well that last one has been there since he could remember, but that's not the point. The point is that his life pretty much sucked.

And not to mention, where the fuck was Clockwork? Sure it wasn't in that dickhead's job description to tell people what's going on, but Danny knew that the ghost of time would help him if he needed it, and he sure as hell needed some fucking help right about now. After everything that happened with Dan, he had seen Clockwork at least once or twice a month, but that had stopped early July, and it left Danny wondering what was going on with the ghost.

"Fuck you, Clockwork, you fucking dillweed," Danny growled, resting an arm over his eyes.

"Are you sure? Cause I thought that you wanted to fuck that blonde you're always around now a days. But okay, you don't need clothes for this though, Daniel, so you should take them off."

Danny shot up at the sound of the voice and came face to face with the very ghost he was just talking about. "Clockwork?"

"Hello Daniel."

Danny felt tears of anger, relief, fear and sadness sting his eyes. "Clockwork, where the fuck have you been? I've been falling apart! Why weren't you helping me? What the fuck is going on with me? With my powers?" Danny yelled at the purple clad ghost.

Clockwork sighed and clasped his hands behind his back before taking a seat next to Danny. "It is not my job to help you through life, Daniel. I am simply the keeper of time. I checked up on you so much in the past because I care about you. You are my very first real friend, and that is why I kept such a close eye on you after the 'Dan' incident. I could feel myself…wanting you in ways of which I could not have you, and I had to distance myself before the urge to claim you got to strong. You are special Daniel, and I am not the one you are to be with," he explained ignoring Danny's questions about what was wrong with his powers.

Danny felt his face heat up at the words. Clockwork wanted him. The white haired boy felt his blush intensify when he thought of how he had wanted the ghost of time and not at all in an innocent way. Those feelings had passed though, when Clockwork had stopped visiting him and he had started having feelings like that toward Dash. Clockwork had said that he wanted to claim him, though. What did that mean? "Clockwork…I…" Danny trailed off, not know what to say to his companion.

"Don't think about it too much, Danny. I don't, and it's better that way."

"May I ask a question though, Clockwork, about what you said?"

"Of course, Daniel."

"You said that you had to distance yourself from me before the urge to c-claim me got too strong. What do you mean by claim?" Danny said, his questions about his powers forgotten.

"Ghosts are extremely similar to humans. We are not exactly the same, obviously but we are similar, seeing as ghosts were derived from humans. The first ghosts were human souls trapped in the realm of the living. They-?"

"I know the story Clockwork, of how the first ghosts inhabited human bodies and were in the human so long that they turned into ghosts with solid forms, they reproduced and, boom, the ghost raced was made," Danny interrupted the ghost of time. "What I don't understand though is that ghosts can't be born. I knew that ghosts have babies and everything, a lot like humans, but I never got how they were born," Danny said, unknowingly being drawn into the tangent Clockwork had opened in order to avoid Danny asking questions about his powers.

"When a ghost is impregnated the baby is alive, exactly like a human child. The pregnancy is also exactly the same as a human's. Ghosts have cravings and they have horrible mood swings. The baby will grow just like a human baby, but the ninth month of pregnancy for a ghost child is where they differ. The ghost child will lose its life during the last month of being in the womb. They blood will stop flowing through its veins. Once the baby is born the mother will then have to feed the baby the plasma that runs through their veins. The plasma will take over the baby's still blood and after that they are a healthy ghost baby."

"Wow," Danny breathed, "that's nothing how I thought it was. It almost sounds like the baby's are like little vampires."

"Only, young Daniel, vampires do not exist," Clockwork chuckled.

Danny rolled his eyes. Of course he knew that. "I know that, that's just what it sounds like to me. Anyway get back to the whole 'claiming' thing."

"Ghosts have instincts much like an animal does. Like every relationship there is a submissive partner and a dominant partner. All ghosts are able to have children; just not all of them do because of the fact that some ghosts are more dominant or submissive than others. We feel the need to reproduce when we have found a suitable partner. Once we have found a suitable partner our bodies let off pheromones that attract the other and the pheromones intensify our animalistic instincts and when that happens the dominant partner feels the need to claim the submissive partner as their own and impregnate them, and the submissive partner feels the need to be claimed and impregnated.

"The actual act of claiming, though, is when the dominant partner releases his essence into the submissive partner some of his plasma is released as well. The dominants plasma will then work its way through their body until it becomes a part of them. Once that happens the submissive will give off the dominants scent to tell everyone that they are taken. If they decide that they no longer want to be together, the scent in the submissive will dissipate. That is claiming in a nutshell."

Danny had felt his face go up in flames when Clockwork had mentioned there being a submissive and a dominant partner. Now, after hearing the whole thing, he had a headache at how much blood rushed to his head. This was so much to take in. That is what him and Clockwork had wanted to do with each other. Did Clockwork still want him like that? Did he still want Clockwork like that? He didn't know the answer to the first one, but he did to the second one.

No.

His whole being wanted Dash Baxter as his everything. But he still wanted to know if Clockwork still wanted him. "Do you still…?"

"The want is still there, but not as much as it was before, because you are no longer giving off pheromones to me. You want the blonde," he said simply.

"I'm really sorry Clockwork. You must hate me."

"Daniel why would I hate you for something you cannot control? All is well, you are still special to me and I will never hate you."

Danny crawled over to the older ghost and hugged him around the neck. Even though Clockwork had just said it was okay, it didn't stop him from feeling guilty. The white haired ghost kissed Clockwork on the cheek, before saying, "For what it's worth, I wanted you too, if the pheromones gave off any indication."

"Oh, I could tell, Daniel. I could definitely tell."

"Then why didn't you do anything about it, Clockwork? Why didn't you take me?"

"Because, I am not who you are supposed to be with. You're special, Daniel. Your destiny, your future, is unmovable, unlike everyone else. I could shift a pebble in someone's path, and that could change their future. I could literally end your life, Daniel, and nothing about your future would change." Clockwork said, standing up.

Danny scrambled to his feet. "What does that mean, Clockwork?"

"I must be going, Daniel."

"Clockwork! Tell me what is going on! You get us off on some useless tangent, when you know that I wanted to know what was going on with my body, and my powers! Now you tell me that even you can't change my destiny, my future! You already did it once with Dan! So why not now? Why? Why am I so different!" Danny screamed. He didn't care if people heard him; he wanted the answers he was seeking.

"Dan, was a special incident. More of a test than an incident, really. The elders wanted to see if they were more powerful than destiny, so they changed your life so drastically, by forcing you to turn into Dan. I was forced to fix their mistake. My powers of their own accord, forced me to fix their blunder."

"But why, Clockwork! Tell me why I'm so much different than everyone else!"

There was a moment of silence.

"Because one day, you will save us all."

Then Clockwork was gone.

Danny tapped his pencil on his desk, not paying any attention to what his science teacher was saying. What did Clockwork mean when he said that Danny would save everyone? He was no hero. Sure he had saved people from being killed by ghosts, but if someone had the power to save a life wouldn't they? He joked about being a hero with Dash, but he never really felt like one. There were tons of people he had saved, but there were also tons that he hadn't.

Danny laid his head down on his desk. He didn't even know what was going on with his body. He though that Clockwork would help him clear things up, but instead, he just confused him more. Danny didn't want to think about how screwed up his life was becoming. He couldn't wait to go on this ski trip with Dash and just forget everything, for just a little while.

"Can you tell us, Danny?"

Hmm. He was turning 18 in two days. What should he do for his birthday? He was sure his parents would probably forget again, so he didn't really expect anything from them. His sister wasn't in the country, but she would probably call to wish him a happy birthday.

"Mr. Fenton?"

Dash had told him that he had a surprise for Danny, but he could only see it on his birthday. Danny snorted, he had flown over to the blonde's house this morning so that they could go to school together and he had laughed when Dash slammed his bedroom door shut in Danny's face, yelling about how his surprise was almost ruined.

"Mr. Fenton! Please stop making googly eyes at thin air, and tell me what Avogadro's number is," the teacher said firmly.

Danny shot up from is position. "I, uh…I-It's…um," he fumbled. He sure as hell did not to the answer to whatever question his stupid science teacher had asked him.

"The faggot doesn't know the answer."

Danny looked over to where he had heard Tucker's voice and was shocked that he was all the way on the other side of the room. And he was whispering to Sam. How had he just heard what Tucker said?

"Well, Mr. Fenton."

Danny turned back to his teacher. "It's, um, it's..."

"He was probably thinking about all of the cocks he's fucked and blown. What a disgusting cock-slut."

Danny felt his breathing increase as his temper climbed higher. He glanced at his hands and noticed them start to glow green. He quickly flipped the hood of his sweatshirt on his head and over his hat. Even though his beanie covered his hair, it still made him feel more secure with another layer.

"The ans-The answer is…it's..."

The bell rang before anything else could happen and Danny was one of the first ones out of the classroom. He shut his locker after he put his science book away and turned to walk to his next class. He faltered though when he noticed that he had to pass Sam and Tucker to get there. Usually he made sure that he was the last one to leave his science class so as to avoid Sam and Tucker. Today though, he just had to get out. He steeled his nerves, held his chin high and started to walk past his two former friends.

"Dumb fag should just drop out of school. He could probably make a living selling his body. Not that he would do it for money, he probably just wants his cock fix," he heard Tucker say.

That's where things went downhill.

"SHUT UP! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" Danny yelled, before he dropped his backpack and launched himself at Tucker. He could vaguely hear people cheering and talking animatedly about the fight taking place but all he cared about was hurting Tucker.

"Get off of him you monster!" he heard Sam yell before she kicked him in the side. He shot up from his attack on Tucker to go after Sam. He punched her once in the gut to bring her down before he went back to straddling Tucker and punching him in the face. Danny felt people trying to get him off of Tucker but he wouldn't budge. Finally though they got him off and held his struggling form back from continuing his beating.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME! GET OFF!" he screamed, trying desperately to get back to Tucker and Sam.

Danny felt himself being pulled away from his victims and struggled all the more, knowing that once they were out of his sight, he wouldn't get a second chance at killing them today. His struggling was in vain though as he was hauled away from the scene he had created.

He was pulled into the boy's bathroom and was finally let go of. He turned around angrily to see who had pulled him away and saw Kwan. He could feel his powers building up to the point where he felt he would explode. He let go, not caring that Kwan was in the room. He felt part of his anger dissipate when the blue rings traveled the length of his body and he was finally in his ghost form.

"Oh my damn, I cant…Oh my fucking, motherfucking, damn! This is so not happening right now! FUCK! Did you know you're fucking Phant-?"

Danny covered Kwan's mouth with his hand and glared at him. "Shut your fucking mouth. Do you want the whole fucking world to know my secret? And of-fucking-course I know that I'm Phantom," he hissed. He removed his hand from the taller boy's mouth and turned away from him.

The atmosphere was tense for a few moments as Danny tried to reign in his anger. He had had it with Sam and Tucker. He couldn't take there stupid comments anymore. He was especially stressed out because of his talk with Clockwork and then pushing his limits was what made him lose it. Now his secret was out to Kwan and he didn't know what to do.

"Hate my life…" Danny murmured, as tears stung his eyes. What the fuck? Why did he cry at everything now? He could fill the entire ocean with the amount of tears he'd shed. He sniffled. His life fucking sucked.

"Don't cry, Moll. I won't tell anyone about your secret. I promise," Kwan said walking up behind Danny and resting a hand on the small of the shorter boy's back.

Danny turned around and stared at Kwan with watery green eyes. "I told you not to fucking call me that didn't I?" he whispered just before the tears started flowing. "I'm going to be in so much trouble for this! But I couldn't help it, they're just always saying things to me about me being a cock-slut and a whore but I've never even been ki-" Danny paused. He had been kissed. Twice now, by the same person. "I've never even touched another guy's dick before," he continued, "so how can I be a cock-slut? I hate them so much and I just fucking lost it, and now I'm about to lose it again!"

There was a knock on the door and someone said, "Danny Fenton, this is the Principal, can you please open the door. We really need to handle the situation that has just occurred."

Kwan turned to the door he had locked Danny had first turned into Phantom. "Danny's having a slight meltdown right now. Give him a few minutes to pull himself together and we will be right there."

"Very well. Who is this by the way."

"It's Kwan."

He turned back to Danny who had started sobbing and looked around awkwardly, not knowing what to do with a sobbing boy. 'Where the fuck is Dash? Aren't his 'Danny senses' supposed to be tingling by now?' Kwan thought, as he led Danny over to a wall and sat them both down, side by side.

"Molly, I'm not gonna lie, I'm terrible at comforting people. So whatever it is that you need me to do to feel better, I want you to do it, whether it's punching and screaming at me, telling me how you feel, or just like sitting here in silence. I don't care what it is, I just want you to feel better."

Danny's sobs died down after a few minutes and he turned to look at Kwan, with puffy, red rimmed eyes. "Somewhere in my mind I thought that you were only nice to me because I had become friends with Dash. Never in a million years would I have though that I would be sitting in the boy's bathroom with you about to pour my heart out," he said, pulling his knees up to his chest. And pour his heart out he did. He told Kwan everything, things he hadn't even told Dash yet. He told Kwan how he didn't think his parents or his sister loved him, how completely scared he was about what Clockwork had told him about him saving everyone, how scared he was of being completely and hopelessly in love with Dash, how he didn't feel like he was good enough for the blonde, how hurt he was by Sam and Tucker, how he was scared about going to college.

Everything.

He told Kwan everything and Kwan just sat there and listened intently. Danny leaned his back against the wall after he was finished and sniffled a little. He felt a lot better now that he had gotten everything off of his chest.

Kwan wrapped an arm around Danny's shoulders and pulled him close. "Danny, I can't tell you, that things will be alright. I can't tell you that you won't get hurt in life, or that you won't be scared at times, but what I can tell you, is that you will always have me and you will always have Dash. And no matter how many times you feel like you aren't good enough, the truth of the matter, Danny, is that no one in this world will ever be good enough for you. We're all just lucky that you are nice enough not to care."

The white haired boy felt a whole new wave of tears fill his eyes but was able to push them back. "Kwan…"

"Yea, yea, Molly. Now, turn yourself back into Danny Fenton, and lets get going. We have to get you to the principal's office, so she can suspend you for two days, because she has to, not that she wants too, she knows what those two have been saying to you," Kwan said, standing up and walking towards the door. Danny stood up as well and was about to go back to his human form when he caught his image in the mirror.

What the hell was that?

His eyebrows furrowed and he walked closer to get a better look at himself. His eyes widened in shock.

What the hell?

Right there in the middle of his forehead, from his hair line to the base of his noes was a faint line of symbols (think angelina jolie's tattoo on her shoulder, but only one of those). He would never have noticed them, if it wasn't his body.

What the hell was going on?

"Yea, I'm okay now. I don't know, I just like, lost it," Danny said to Dash over the phone, as flopped onto his bed.

"Are you sure? Do you need me to come over? Kwan told me that you had a meltdown, but he wont tell me about what, it cant just be about Foley and Manson."

"I am really fine, Dash. I promise you, it was nothing. And you know that my parent's put me on serious lockdown for getting suspended. They won't even let me out for my birthday."

"If you're sure you're okay, Danny. You know that you can tell me anything, though, right?"

"I know I can, Dash. I trust you more than anyone."

"So about your birthday, I have a surprise as you already know, but how am I supposed to give it to you if you're grounded? Wait a second, you're still allowed to go on our ski trip arent you?"

"As-fucking-if. They cared about this Sam and Tucker thing like the first two days it happened and then they forgot about it. They dont even care that those two have been bullying me, the principal even told them that she's only suspending me because she knows that if she doesn't Sam's parents will shit a brick. She said she wasn't even going to put it on my record. So I have been restricted from going on this ski trip. Not that I'm gonna fucking listen to them, I'm going on the ski trip, dont worry. You can give me the surprise on saturday morning."

"Ooooh, Danny the badass!"

"Shut up Dash," Danny laughed. "I'm going to bed, since I don't have to go to school tommorow."

"Alright, night. Oh and, since you said that you didnt have any gear, I packed a bag for you, with some gear in it, okay?"

"Yea, thanks so much, Dash. I really appreciate that. You're literally the best, like seriously."

"I know I'm the best."

"Shut the hell up."

"Night, Danny."

"Goodnight Dash."

Danny plugged his phone into his charger and settled under his covers to go to bed. He shot up though when blue mist came out of his mouth. His eyes darted around, trying to locate the ghost before his eyes landed on a black envelope that definitely was not on his bedspread before. He opened it and his breath caught in his throat. He read and re-read the text on the paper but it never changed.

The end is near.

Thats it for chapter four, hopefully ill have the next one up soon. Reviews are appreciated, thank you for being patient with this extra long time gap between updates. Check out the revised kissing scene in chapter 3