I know that basically I suck or whatever but hey. I'm here. I'm updating. (:

So originally I intended for this part of the story to only take up two chapters...but it seems we're bleeding into a third. Heh. I guess this kind of makes up for me being MIA for two months.

Jesus. It didn't seem like that long at the time. Sorry ):

Okay for those of you who are uncomfortable with graphic displays of intimacy, this is a warning for you. It's not a lemon. By any means. But...it's leading to a lemon. No one loses any clothes or anything, but...we get close, I'll just say that. Anyways, if you're squeamish about that stuff, you might not want to read those last three fat paragraphs.

Also I know it's beyond short but I struggled with this a bit. I was trying to end prom in this chapter but it wrestled with me so much that finally I just gave in and let it have a third chapter. This chapter is sort of what's left of the battle ground.

Alrighty. I don't own Danny Phantom.

They Were Kids That I Once Knew

Chapter Six

November 15, 2012

Prom: Part Two

Sitting under the flashing lights with music blaring in his ears and Sam filling his vision, Danny decided he was finally adjusted to the life of a celebrity. He had not even flinched at the hordes of cameras that descended upon him and his friends as they scrambled out of the limo and hustled into the House of Blues, which their senior class managed to reserve for prom. Sam, Tucker, and Valerie appeared unphased by it as well; he glanced back at one point to see all three of them smiling at the cameras as they dashed by. For some inexplicable reason, his heart swelled at the sight.

But the moment the doors of the building closed behind them, Danny ceased to be a celebrity and immediately became -

"Fentoni!" A familiar voice boomed from the shadows up ahead. Danny squinted as Dash materialized, dragging Paulina along behind him. "Dude! We didn't think you guys were coming!"

"Got a little hung up taking pictures," Sam said rather tartly, taking Danny's hand and pulling him forward. "See you inside!"

"I still don't understand why you don't like him," Danny muttered after they had brushed past the jock and were well out of earshot.

"I still don't understand why you haven't kissed me again," She shot back, grinning cheekily as they descended a set of stairs. The music was growing considerably louder, and from the corner of his eye Danny could see his classmates moving like a sea beneath a storm inside a rather large side room. But his attention stayed focused on Sam's face.

"You're gorgeous, you know?" He murmured, completely forgetting what they were talking about before. Sam's grin widened and she rewarded him with a quick, chaste kiss on the lips.

"You remind me every day," She said, turning toward the side room that held the majority of Casper High's senior class. He glanced back to see Tucker checking his jacket into a small closet, and mentally he noted the location of it in case he should feel the need to rid his jacket later on.

They started at a table, just the four of them, chatting rather loudly over the thumping bass. Valerie whined after three songs for someone to dance with her, which the trio ignored. It was not until a rather quick guitar melody, accompanied by a girl's voice, sounded over the speakers that Valerie shrieked.

"Taylor Swift!" She lunged across the table, her eyes wide and imploring to Sam. "It's from her new album! Come on!"

"No." Sam deadpanned, tightening her grip on Danny's thigh beneath the table.

"But it's dub step! You'll like it!" Apparently Valerie was not taking Sam's no, for she stood and marched around the table, promptly ripping Sam out of her seat and dragging her onto the dance floor just as the beat appeared to slow. Danny watched with distinct amusement as Valerie kept a strong grip around Sam's wrists, her eyes half-closed as she sang along to the song. Sam was leaning as far away as she could from Valerie, her face contorted into half horror and half agitation. Sam shouted something to Valerie, Valerie stomped her foot and dropped one of Sam's wrists to point at the ceiling.

Just as her finger extended toward heaven, a deafening blast of the bass dropping tore through the speaker. Danny jumped, almost missing Sam's face splitting into a wide, open-mouthed grin as she laughed in delight.

Valerie did not have to hold Sam's wrists after that.

Sam was still laughing after the song ended. She tripped toward the table, where the boys still sat. "Didn't I tell you you'd love it?" Valerie demanded, out of breath from screaming the lyrics.

"It wasn't half-bad," Sam shrugged, her grin giving her away. "What was that called, anyways?"

"I Knew You Were Trouble," Valerie said confidently. Sam nodded, turning her attention toward Danny.

"Alright, lover boy, let's do this," She took his hand and dragged him out of his seat, ignoring his half-hearted noises of protest as they edged onto the dance floor. "Don't tell me you don't wanna grind," She winked.

"Please, you wouldn't grind with me if someone paid you," Danny snorted as his hands gravitated toward her hips and pulled her closer. Her hands snaked around his neck and she gazed up at him through her lashes.

"Yeah, you're probably right," She murmured, her hips just a smidge too tight against his own. He swallowed. "That would be gross."

Danny chuckled, before freezing in place. Sam's eyes were closed and her lips were parted from the moment his breath washed over her face. He swallowed hard as her eyes fluttered open and found his. An unspoken understanding passed through them at that moment.

Danny had to check himself to keep from tearing out of the room. Tucker and Valerie had long-since vanished into the crowd, which was just as well to him at that point. The fewer people who saw them, the better.

Sam pointed to the bathrooms, set off in a shadowy hallway away from the rest of their class. Danny pulled her toward the area immediately, glancing back over her head to ensure no one was following. They were alone.

Sam went into the women's restroom first, to make sure it was empty. Danny waited impatiently outside, shifting his weight nervously from one foot to another. He sent a quick thank-you to the powers that be for remembering to tuck a condom into his pocket before leaving his house. Not that he thought he would be doing anything with Sam before the lake house. He just felt an inexplicable desire to bring one to the event. Just in case.

Sam appeared mere seconds after she ventured inside, beckoning him in after her. He darted inside, wiping his hands on his pants as Sam locked the bathroom door. They turned and faced each other, a good five feet between them, before they dove at each other.

She was everywhere at once. He could not touch enough of her. His hands roved over her back, her sides, dipping down to her thighs before coming up to seize her neck and force her closer. He kissed her with bruising force, and she returned his passion with every ounce of strength she had in her body. His mind was dim, hazy in his lust for her. Somehow she ended up perched on the edge of the counter, wedged between two sinks, her legs wrapped around his middle and dragging him into her body. He could not form a coherent thought as her lips trailed across his face, down to his jaw line, nipping at the skin beneath his jaw. He turned his head, waiting for her to look up, before attacking her neck with his mouth.

She gasped as he trailed open-mouthed kisses along her throat, pausing only to nip at her pulse point before continuing down to her collar bone. She was making strange, high-pitched keening sounds. They sent shocks of pleasure through his body; some possessive, heady part of his mind that took over in moments of extreme stress grew feral at the realization that he was drawing these sounds from her. No one, not even that prick, Elliot, had heard these sounds before. Not from her.

No sooner had the brief thought of How long can we keep this up? formed in his increasingly fuzzy mind did a sharp rapping at the door break their reverie.

"I really need to pee, can you guys finish up?" A feminine voice called with an edge of irritation.

Danny groaned and dropped his head to the crook of Sam's neck. Her arms draped around his shoulders, squeezing gently, as a breathless laugh escaped her chest. "Bummer," She murmured.

Danny lifted his head, locking eyes with Sam. "We'll finish this...later," He growled, planting a firm kiss on her swollen lips before sighing and pulling her down from the counter. He waited until she had straightened her dress before unlocking the bathroom door and stepping out.

A rather long line had formed outside the women's restroom. Danny felt his face heat up immediately at the looks his classmates were giving him, but he took Sam's hand in his and stalked away, trying to keep himself from looking back.

"When you said later..." Sam trailed, keeping her eyes forward.

Danny glanced back at her, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Lake house." He said, turning his eyes forward as well.

He felt Sam's grasp on his hand tighten. "Excellent." She whispered, barely able to mask her anticipation.

I did get a review asking if Sam's dress was based on a real dress. It is, actually. I altered the description a bit, but, yeah. Valerie's is, too, actually. Both dresses I've worn before.

Valerie's dress is based on the dress I wore as a junior when I was invited to the senior prom by my boyfriend at the time. It was alright, I guess. Heh. Sam's dress is based on a dress I found my senior year. I didn't go to my prom, but I went dress shopping with my best friend and tried on dresses for fun. Sam's dress was one of the dresses I tried on for giggles. Had I gone to my prom, I would have worn that dress. Of course, I left out the fact that there was a giant-ass flower on the right hip of the dress, 'cause Sam is all goth and stuff and giant flowers don't strike me as the kind of thing goths wear. But, yeah, it was a gorgeous dress. It was almost enough to convince me to go to my prom.

BUT I DIDN'T AND I DON'T REGRET IT AT ALL (:

Also in case you were wondering, it is possible to have the House of Blues as your prom setting. That's where both of my aforementioned proms were. Excellent setting.

Thanks for reading! (:

- Tori