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Vlad was the first to gain consciousness. His head was pounding and his body felt like it had been run over by a tank. Gingerly, he sat up, his body protesting from the movement. He looked around the area. The street was a mess; there were cracks in buildings, broken glass all over, flipped over or burned down cars and there was no way for vehicles to drive on this rode with all the craters they made. Vlad's brain instantly snapped to his last memory of Phantom.

It couldn't have been real. There was no way. Vlad Plasmius was the only halfa in existence; Vlad had been sure of that! Yet…his eyes couldn't have deceived him. He clearly remembered seeing white rings form on Phantom's body, much like his own black ones, and separate; revealing Danny Fenton to him. Shaking his head, which he quickly regretted because it made him feel dizzy, he forced himself to stand up and make his way towards the other body that was only a few feet away from him. He winced; his right leg hurt so he needed to limp there.

A lump formed in his throat as he gazed down at the beaten up Danny Fenton in the spot Danny Phantom had stood. There was no denying it now. Danny had the same wounds Plasmius had inflicted on Phantom. Vlad wanted to hit himself; how could he have missed this!? They looked the same; exactly the same except for the hair and eye color! Their personalities had seemed so different. How could this bratty boy be the same sweet, feisty-spirited teen ghost he had fallen in love with?

Shock coursed through him as he was hit with the realization that he was in love with Danny Phantom. He looked down at the teen, still unconscious with blood dripping down from his forehead to the ground. He hated Danny Fenton; absolutely hated him. How could this be the same one he loved? His headache was making itself known again. The sound of an ambulance making its way towards them could be heard. Not wanting to deal with this, Vlad switched to Plasmius. He looked down at Danny once more. With a heavy heart, he made himself invisible and flew into the night sky to get to his home. He needed time to think.

The steady sound of beeping stirred Danny awake. His eyelids felt heavy, but after a few seconds of pure strength and will, he opened them. Bright white lights temporarily blinded him and his vision was still unfocused. The smell of being in a hospital room was overwhelming. Danny didn't have to move to know he had quite a few IVs hooked into him. He tried to sit up, but was immediately assaulted by immense pain. Letting out a silent scream, he collapsed back onto the bed. His vision finally came to focus and he was able to recall the last thing that happened to him.

Vlad Masters was Plasmius. He wished he could deny it, say it was the exhaustion he felt that caused such a hallucination, but it was true. There was no trick of the light; he saw Plasmius form rings and switch into his most hated enemy, Vlad Masters. Now when he thought about their break up, it made sense the ghost had seemed so angry and hurt by Danny's words. Danny hadn't been insulting someone Plasmius was just associated with; he had insulted the very person he was in love with.

And that just made the whole thing completely messed up. He was in love with Plasmius, who was the same person he hated. It made no sense; the only thing they had in common was their arrogance. Yet, now that he had the time to think about it, there were so many similarities between the two, it surprised Danny that he never caught on earlier. Then again, he never assumed there would be another halfa in existence. He briefly wondered what happened to Vlad that caused him to become a half ghost. Dismissing the thought, Danny heard the door to his room open and people bustling in. Closing his eyes, he pushed his hurt and pain away and just focused on the people checking his injuries.

After treating the last of his injuries, Vlad walked to his lab and took a seat in his chair. Thanks to his ghost half, he was almost fully healed. He turned on his computer and opened the file where he kept records of Danny Phantom. It made sense now why the teen was out during certain times of the day. The boy had been in school. Since his father was Jack Fenton, Vlad could only make an accurate guess as to what happened to Danny that made him a half ghost.

What was he going to do now? Pinching the bridge of his nose, Vlad thought about what his options were. He could ignore it; pretend that he didn't see what happened and just stay away from Danny Fenton/Phantom for the rest of his life, or he could confront the teen and go from there. Which seemed pointless, really, since it was likely that Danny saw him switch back to Vlad. Vlad Masters and Danny Fenton weren't exactly known for being great pals. How could they survive being lovers? The idea was laughable. Still, it's been several hours since he's seen Danny. He wasn't tired; in fact, he felt restless. The only way to fix this would be to visit Danny at the hospital and from there … well, he'd see where it goes. His prediction: not so well.

Phasing into Danny's hospital room, Vlad was happy to note the teen was alone. His parents and friends must have been kicked out since it was well beyond visiting hours. Glancing at the clock on the wall, the older half ghost saw it was a quarter past two in the morning. Quietly, he made his way towards the teen lying on the hospital bed. He switched to his human half and once he was by the bed, stood over it. His eyes scanned the teen before him. Was there much of a difference between him and Phantom? As his heart filled with hate and rage, he realized yes, they were two different people. There was no way they could form a relationship. Just as he was about to turn and leave, baby blue eyes were suddenly staring in his.

Danny gasped in surprise at seeing Vlad hovering over his bed. A part of him felt relief and happy, but a huge part of him was twisted with anger and hate at the sight of the man. He wanted Plasmius not … Vlad. Yet, deep down, he knew they were one in the same. This was complicated and difficult to deal with, but he knew he had to come to some decision now. Their secrets were exposed, and that had been the hardest part.

"Vlad…" Danny whispered, his strength returning to him. His body still ached, but it was manageable now. "What are you doing here?" He asked quietly.

Swallowing, Vlad tried to think of why he was here. He just needed to see the teen. Yet, seeing Fenton instead of Phantom had sent a large wave of disappointment through him. "I just wanted to see how you're doing."

"Fine, I guess. What about you?"

"I'm fine," Vlad answered dishonestly.

They were quiet as they stared into one another's eyes. Vlad was surprised to see how confused the teen looked. It very much reflected his own feelings.

"So what now?" Danny asked with a frown.

"I don't know…" He should just turn around and leave. It only made sense to.

The silence in the room was deafening. Vlad almost shuffled in place, but realized that was a silly thing to do; he wasn't an awkward teenager anymore. He was an adult and can deal with this sort of thing. Well, at least, that's what he wanted to believe. Unfortunately, he's never been in this type of situation and never thought he would be, so how could he know how to handle it? Danny was in the same boat. He had no idea what to say or what to do. He wanted to hug the man because the man was Plasmius, but he also wanted to shout at him to leave him the hell alone.

Vlad took a step back. "This was a mistake," he stated clearly, unable to look into those blue eyes anymore. "I should go. I apologize for disrupting you."

"No, don't go! I—" He, what, exactly? Sighing, he ran a hand through his messy hair and stared up at the ceiling, no longer caring if the man stayed or left. "This is fucked up. I don't know what to do or say. If you leave, I feel like I'll be happy, but I'll be miserable at the same time. This is confusing and frustrating! I miss Plasmius, but he's you! And I can't stand you…yet…Ugh! I don't know! I didn't even know there was anyone like me!"

Seeing the face crinkle in frustration caused Vlad's heart to melt. It may not look like Phantom because of the difference of hair and eye color, but it was still his teen ghost. Taking two steps forward, he ran a hand through Danny's soft, but messy black hair in a comforting gesture. The teen relaxed slightly, but his eyes sharply looked to his. The questioning and confused gleam in them made Vlad realize he shouldn't be harsh on him. He was just as lost as Vlad.

"You have your father to blame for that one," the older man answered. "His foolishness turned me into a half ghost. Which I am sure happened to you?"

Danny scowled, annoyed that his father was talked about negatively. It only reminded him who he was dealing with. "It wasn't his fault. They just…didn't realize they forgot to press the 'on' switch before they plugged it in." Danny sighed and continued to just talk. Vlad was more than happy to listen. "You two are completely different. I feel…stupid." Angrily, he smacked the hand away that was touching him and glared at the man. "Was any of what you said while you were Plasmius even real? As far as I know, Vlad Masters is only interested in my mother!"

Rolling his eyes, Vlad took a seat on the bed. Might as well make himself comfortable if he was going to have this conversation. "I merely kept up the act of wanting your mother because I knew it angered you. Truthfully, I began to lose interest in her the first day I met Phantom." A fond smile reached his lips, surprising the teen. "As much as I tried to ignore it, seeing him…you, grow into a young man, despite the fact that I thought you were only a ghost, forced me to come to terms that I no longer wanted Maddie, but Phantom. We were too alike to ignore." He paused and looked down at the teen. "I suppose that means we're more alike than I ever thought."

Flushing, Danny couldn't help but agree. He sat up, now that he was feeling better, and removed some of the IVs hooked into him. "I guess. I just can't get over the fact that you spent years harassing my family and being a creepy, stupid jerk all the time. Yet Plasmius didn't do any of that. He just bothered them at the reunion and that was it. After, he spent all his time with me. Why didn't you just leave me and my family alone if you had Phantom?"

"Because of you. You got under my skin in ways no one else could. It intrigued me." He chuckled. "Much like Phantom."

Danny smiled for a moment before frowning. He pulled his legs up and wrapped his arms around them, resting his chin between them to stare at the white blanket. "So what do we do?"

"Whatever you want."

Danny looked to Vlad. Seeing the man still filled him up with rage, anger, and hatred. How was he supposed to get past that? It seemed impossible. Coming to a decision, he looked away and said in a quivering tone, "I think we should stop seeing each other."

It was as if a knife had been stabbed cruelly into Vlad's heart and twisted. He swallowed past the lump in his throat and looked away from the teen before him. "That seems like the best idea."

It hurt Danny more than he even thought possible to hear those words come from Vlad. At one point, he thought maybe he would be relieved at the thought of never seeing Vlad again. Now, it just hurt. Closing his eyes, he fought the tears from spilling. He felt the billionaire get off the bed, heard him switch to the ghost that Danny loved and felt his presence disappear. Danny was relieved to have the privacy to finally let go and cry.

END!

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Just kidding :P. Please don't kill me haha. There's more, I promise.