/ (My dog wrote this. :P) A/N: So here we go, continuing another portion of "Behind the Looks". I hope you guys will enjoy this chapter.


Chapter 6: More Secrets

Waking up in the morning next to the girl that you love is an incredible feeling. It's one that is only experienced by those who are willing to experience it. For Danny, he felt rejoiced. Not only that it was happening to him in the first place, but that he no longer had to hide his face from Sam. Most of his secrets have been revealed to her. All except for the one about his ghost half, but maybe he'd tell her today, after she wakes.

For right now, he leaned up and stared at Sam, watching her sleep. It seemed kind of creepy to him at first, but then he remembered that he could officially call her his girlfriend now, so who the hell cares? His fingers trailed over her pale, delicate, soft skin and the movement allowed her to stir a little bit.

"Sammy," he cooed. "Wakey, wakey."

She yawned slightly. "What?"

Her eyes looked deep into his. She smiled, remembering the events of what happened last night. She loved Danny with all of her heart, but she was afraid to say those three words. She had never said them to anyone since she had lost both her grandmother and her mother. She's afraid to love because every time she works up the courage to love, the person she loves dies. She wanted to tell Danny that, but she was afraid that Danny would think she was ridiculous. She wished that she could read his mind. Then she would know everything about him. But things just don't work that way.

"Hey," she grinned.

"Hi," he replied and kissed her. / (My dog. xD He said "hi" in dog code.)

"We, uh," she blushed. "Didn't do anything last night, did we?"

"What?" Danny asked then shook his head, getting the memo. "No, no. Of course not. Sam, I'd never disrespect you like that."

"I know," she said. "God, how did I meet a guy like you?"

"That one's easy. At a Halloween thing for school. I didn't feel good and you comforted me."

"Oh yeah. That's right."

They kissed again and Danny worked his way lower, all the way down until he reached her shoulder. Though Sam was enjoying the blissful love, her mind reached to other heights, like the date. She wondered... what was the date?

"What day is it?" Sam asked.

"Uh… Sunday, I think."

"Good. For a second or two, I thought that it was Monday, and that we'd have to go to school. I was going to start crying."

"Why?" he looked at her with concern.

"I don't want to go to school. It's just a distraction from the real world."

"Isn't that what you want?" his hand resting on her shoulder.

"Not really," she shook her head.

"Why not?"

"Because then I know that I'll come back… eventually."

"Back where?"

Sam sighed. "Back to my real life… and I just want to be taken away from it… for good."

"Well, maybe you can be."

Sam looked at him puzzled as he crawled out from under the blanket and stood before her. "There's something else that I haven't told you."

She sat herself up in an upright position and watched him closely. "Like what?"

Danny took a deep breath and changed form, his raven hair turning black, blue eyes turning green, and outfit turning into his black and white jumpsuit. Sam looked at him in shock.

"W-… What the hell…?"

"I'm half ghost. It was an… accident… that happened when I was younger. My parents are ghost hunters. They had built this portal that was supposed to connect this world to the world beyond, in which only ghosts dwell. But they couldn't get it to work and they gave up on it, but that didn't stop my curiosity. I put on a jumpsuit (I took off my dad's face template too), then I walked in and seen the 'On/Off' switch. I turned it on while I was still inside and..." he held up his hands. "This is what happened."

Sam stood up to him and he held his hand out. She looked at him hazardously.

"I won't hurt you," he assured her.

She blinked and slowly took his hand. Once he felt her touch, he turned intangible and looked at her.

"Are you okay?" he asked her.

"It feels… weird… but I'm okay."

"Don't worry. It's just your body adjusting to it. It's the adrenaline."

He turned tangible and changed back to his original form. He took her face in his hands and looked into her eyes.

"We can go anywhere you want to. Maybe not too far away, but if you want to be taken away from your life… then so be it. I'll go with you."

"That's impossible," she said. "we can't just go wherever we want to. What are we going to do for money? Where will we live?"

"I'll figure money out, but we can live wherever."

"We can't run away."

"We can Sam. You're just afraid to because you're scared of stepping out of your home because you know it's the only place that you can be truly safe."

Sam looked down at her feet, realizing that he was telling the truth.

"But that isn't true Sam. I will keep you safe… at all costs."

"I have a feeling…" Sam said, "that it doesn't entirely have something to do with safety or hospitality. What about our families? Won't they miss us? Won't they wonder where we've gone?"

"Yes, but that doesn't mean they have to know."

He held his hands around hers.

"You and me can go anywhere… you pick."/*/

In the corner of his eye, he'd seen something move upon his arm. Then, he felt a sharp pain on it and he gripped it urgently. Sam looked at him worriedly.

"Danny?"

"I'm alright. I'll be right back."

Danny changed his form and phased through her wall, flying down to her backyard and changing back, walking off to the side, out of Sam's view. He fell to his knees and revealed his arm. The flowers were growing stems.

Crap, crap! Crap!

"Zonda," he whispered. "Where are you?"

"Right behind you," she said.

He turned and seen the witch-like girl, crossing her arms, a smirk on her face.

"Well, well. Long time no see. It's hard to believe that six months previous I had put the hex on you. How are you doing so far?"

"Zonda… please. I'm begging you. Please… take this curse away!"

"I can't do that," Zonda said. "There is no cure for this curse except for the cursed one to learn the lesson they are to be taught from it."

"Why not?! Don't you understand that this is going to ruin everything for me?! If you take this curse away, I promise you… I swear… I will never insult another person for as long as I live!"

Zonda walked up to him, placing her hands on his shoulders.

"She loves you, you know."

"Sam? I know she does… she just doesn't say so."

"Get her to admit it… and then the curse may set you free."

Zonda backed away and disappeared in a black smoke. Danny stood and looked around. It was broad daylight. A lawn mower was running in the background and the birds were chirping. The bees buzzed about and the insects flew around him. He decided to back and check up on Sam. He went ghost and floated up.

I flew out on her rather quickly. She must be wanting to know what was so important that I had to leave her.

But when he flew back through her wall and changed back, he found that she was nowhere in sight.

"Sam?" he quietly called for her. That's when he noticed the shower running in the bathroom that was an annex to her bedroom. He smiled and went and knocked on the door.

"Sammy," he called.

"What?" she asked.

He was ready to open the door, but Sam yelped and reached her hand out, closing it.

"No!"

"I was actually going to walk in," Danny laughed. "I was only opening it a little bit more so you could hear me better."

"Sorry," she called. "I'm really, uh… self-confident… about my body."

"Why? I think you're stunning."

By the silence as his answer, he figured what he said flattered her.

"You probably want to see me naked…"

"Me? I'm not like those kind of guys Sam. I'm not willing to push a girl to do anything that they don't want to. That's just not how I am."

"Yeah, well… we all have secrets."

"Not me."

"Really?"

"Okay, not anymore. That was my last secret, I swear it."

"Well, even I have secrets."

Danny smirked and leaned against the door hinge. "Oh, I want to hear this."

"Well," she started. "you know you're friend… Dash?"

"Yeah. He's one of the A-Listers. Why?"

"He tried to stop me on my way out of school Friday."

Danny frowned. "What did he do?"

"Well… he…"

Danny didn't like what he was hearing. Dash was messing with his girlfriend while he was out of school? For his sake, he better not have.

Danny's eyes flashed dangerously green. "What did he do to you?"

"He tried to… you know… touch me… but I got away from him. He didn't do anything drastic."

"He didn't do anything drastic?! What do you mean?! That is drastic!" Danny exploded.

"Shh! Keep it down! My parents are still here!"

"I'm sorry," he mumbled. "but you should've told me earlier."

"I knew you were going to act like this if I did. That's why I didn't."

The shower shut off and the curtain opened. Danny turned his face away and walked away from the door, sitting on her bed.

I swear to God, Dash is going to get his ass kicked when I get back to school. No one puts their hands on my girlfriend.

Sam soon stepped out dressed in a pair of purple shorts and a black tank-top. For once, she had no eyeliner on, and her wet hair fell down her back. Although she kept her back turned toward Danny, he could still see her face through the reflection in the mirror. He thought that she was absolutely beautiful. Sam searched through her make-up bag and pulled out samples of eyeliner, mascara, foundation and a touch-up.

"Why are you putting make-up on?" Danny asked her.

"It's a thing I do," she shrugged.

"No, it's not. It's because of your low self-confidence, isn't it?"

Sam stopped and turned around, glaring at him slightly. "Excuse me?"

"Sam, you're gorgeous. Do you think I'm lying when I say that?"

"No… I just don't believe it."

Just as she turned to open up the sample of eyeliner, Danny walked up behind her and took it out of her hand and tossed on the bed behind them. Sam forcefully pushed him back slightly.

"What are you doing?!"

"Getting rid of the things that do nothing to you but paint your face."

"Give it back," she commanded. She tried to step beside him, but he blocked her way. "Danny, enough. Stop."

"No."

"Danny!"

"No."

He grabbed the other articles of cosmetics and tossed them back too. Sam breathed an aggravated breath as she stared at her boyfriend.

"Why?"

He held her face. "You don't need them."

She attempted to move past him again, but her attempt failed when her foot tripped over his, and she nearly fell. Danny quickly caught her and stood her straight up again.

"Thanks," she mumbled. Danny gave her a nod. "Danny… are you sure that I don't need make-up?"

"Sam," Danny tried to cheer her up. "Have you seen me?"

Sam nodded. "Yes, and you're absolutely handsome."

"Don't lie. You want to vomit. I'm surprised you haven't already."

"No I don't. You're still quite attractive to me."

Her hands felt her way up to his chest and rested there.

"You know," Danny started, "you never quite said that you loved me; why not?"

"I'm afraid to," Sam said.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"No."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of you being taken away from me."

"What do you mean?"

"Every time I get really close to someone… they get taken away from me. My grandma, my mom… I can't lose you… so I can't say those three words. I feel like it's a curse."

"You have no idea," he mumbled.

"I do. Danny… I can't."

"You aren't going to lose me Sam, okay? I'm not going anywhere."

"Because I didn't say those words."

"Because you never will."

"You have no idea how bad I want you."

He watched as her amethyst eyes turned blissful. This caused his baby blue ones to turn loving.

"I do. I want you too."

"But I can't."

"You aren't ready."

She gazed at him, her eyes dimming down. "Exactly."

"I will find a way to fix my appearance."

"I don't see anything wrong with it."

"I do."

"What?"

"It's repulsing."

"To you… but others around you don't think so."

"My mom and you are the only people who've seen me like this."

"What happened?"

Danny paused and stepped back. He tucked his hands in his pockets before beginning his story.

"You know how I used to bully people at school? Judged them by their looks and what not?"

"Yeah."

"Well, there's this girl… Zonda…"

"I know her. She's isolative. Really awkward. What did she do?"

"I kept messing with her… she… cast some kind of hex on me."

"A hex?"

"She's Voodoo… or Hoodoo… or whatever. She put a hex on me. I have six months… to have a girl admit that she loves me. If I don't…"

He looked at himself in the mirror behind Sam.

"I'm stuck like this for the rest of my life."

"There has to be a way to reverse it."

"There is," Danny started and held her hand. "If you tell me you love me…"

She took her hand away. "I can't."

"Sam, I won't lose you… and you won't lose me."

"How do you know that?! I've already lost everything that mattered to me! You're the only one left! I can't… no, I won't… lose you too!"

"Sam, I'm half ghost. I can fight. I can kill. I'll be fine."

Sam hugged herself and began to cry. "You don't know that!"

"I do!"

She flinched as he yelled, sulking even farther into her little shell. Danny mentally slapped himself for nipping at her. What did I just do? She's only trying to help

you and you're acting like the world's worse boyfriend. Way to go, Fenton. You just suck at life completely.

"No… don't cry… I'm sorry."

He embraced her, her head resting on his chest. His arms laid on her waist, keeping her enveloped in his love.

"I'm sorry, Sammy. I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm sorry."

A knock sounded at her door, causing Sam to jump in surprise. Danny covered her mouth and shushed her.

"Samantha?" A man's voice sounded from behind it. Danny turned invisible just as Jeremy opened the door and looked around. As he'd seen nothing but a messy bed and clothes pile. He smiled slightly as he noticed his daughter's messy room, a clear sign that she was clearly still going through a teenage phase. This at least gave him some hope that she was still herself [normal], even after her mother's death. Just as he was about to shut her door, Sam gave out a slight muffle and Danny silence her even more. Jeremy stopped, addressing the sound immediately. He searched around yet again.

"Samantha?"

No sound.

He shrugged figuring that he was just hearing noises and shut the door.

Danny reappeared and took a deep breath.

"That was close."

"What just happened?"

"I turned us invisible. He couldn't see us, but he could sure as heck hear you."

"I'm sorry. You should've just let me say something."

"I couldn't take the risk of him finding me."

"Why are you so secretive? He's just my dad."

"He can't see me like this Sam. I'm not me."

She gave him a look. "I know."

"Come on," Danny said, pulling away from the hugging position and tugged at her hand.

"Where are we going?"

"We're stopping at my house so that I can get ready. Then, I'm going to take you somewhere special."

"Special?"

"Well, maybe not all that special, but I'll do the best that I can."

"Hmm," Sam muttered. "Alright. Let's go."

Danny changed form and picked her up. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and Danny tightened his grip on her.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked her.

"Yeah." She nodded.

He turned intangible and phased through the wall, flying higher into the air with each passing second.

"Whatever you do, don't look down… that is, if you have acrophobia, don't look down."

Sam grew slightly nervous as she felt the wind breeze through her hair and upon her face. In a brief second, she felt herself losing her grip. She slowly edged herself closer. Danny looked down at her, feeling her shaking in fear.

"Are you scared?"

"No… just a little nervous."

"Don't worry, I've got you. I promise I won't let you fall."

"You aren't going to go fast, are you?"

"Only if you don't want me to."

She nodded and placed her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. She still felt the wind blow the hair in her face, but she didn't dare open her eyes. She didn't want to make Danny nervous and then cause him to drop her. She just shut the world out and pretended she was sitting in front of a fan in her room. It helped her keep her mind off of the fact that she was over 200 feet in the air. And sure as ever, it did help, too. Before she even knew, they were landing in Danny's bedroom. He set her down and changed back.

"I'll be right back," Danny said. Sam nodded a little bit as Danny began taking articles of clothing out of his dresser and walked into the bathroom next door.

As Sam waited for him to finish cleaning himself up, she toured his room, viewing some of the things around her. She found a lot of new things about her boyfriend, like that fact that he probably wanted to be an astronaut when he was older, as he had space and aeronautic materials and posters on his walls. He seemed to be in love with outer space. On his desk, which held his computer, there was a picture frame, and inside of it, there was Danny in a family photo with his mom, a man, who looked like his father, and a teenaged girl with orange hair.

Maybe that's his sister, she thought to herself. She made her way to the mirror hanging on his wall. Looking closer into it, she viewed herself over.

God, I look awful. I wish Danny didn't do what he did.

She took a deep breath and turned away from her reflection, going to his bed, and plopping down on it. She grinned as an idea formed in her head.

This is the perfect time to get Danny back for the whole shower thing.

She rose from the bed and peeked her head out in the hallway. When she seen that nobody was around, she tip-toed to all of the doors, listening for the sound of water running. Once she found what she thought was the correct door, she got on the ground and peered in the crack underneath the door.

This is the bathroom, alright.

She could tell because she'd seen the toilet, the sink and the shower, which was already occupied by her boyfriend. She opened the door a little bit and sneaked up to the sink. Then, with a gesture as haste as a snake with its prey, she flicked one of the faucet nozzles the right and quickly left the bathroom. Just as she shut the door, she heard Danny's frustrated voice.

"Sam!"

She giggled and rushed back to his room, shutting the door behind her and quickly taking her position on his bed. From outside of the door, she could hear footsteps, and they sounded like Danny's, considering they weren't very heavy due to Danny not having any shoes on. She covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing and cleared her throat. That's when she realized that the sounds stopped. She grew curious and looked up toward the door. She seen no shadow underneath the door and the door itself was in the same place as Sam had left it. The only thing drastically different was the temperature in the room, which had suddenly decreased.

The next thing Sam felt were a pair of hands on her thighs, trailing up toward her abdomen. She gasped, not knowing what to expect next, since she couldn't see her invisible lover.

"D-Danny?"

She felt his breath exhale upon her skin, right where her stomach is.

"Shh," he whispered as he pushed up her shirt, planting kisses on her taut stomach. She reached down to feel for his shoulders, but she felt her hand being enclosed by his.

"I wouldn't feel around too much if I were you."

She blushed. "Danny, don't tell me that you're…"

"Yep… 'cause someone decided to interrupt my shower."

"Danny, I…"

She was cut off by his lips being placed against hers. At first gentle, it became more and more passionate each time she tried to pull away. She felt his hands rest on her hip and she wiggled underneath him.

"Why are you torturing me?"

"Why did you ruin my shower?"

"I asked you a question first."

"Because you ruined my shower. Why did you?"

"I was trying to get you back."

"For what?"

"For making me nervous during my shower… and for tossing my make-up out of reach."

"Then I guess this is just my way of increasing the odds."

Right afterward, she felt his weight lift off of her. She leaned up and looked around.

"Danny? Are you still in here?"

When she got no response, she stood up and hugged herself.

"Danny, not funny."

She heard the bathroom door open and then shut.

I guess he's in the bathroom.

But that didn't stop her from waving her hand near the bedroom to see if she'd hit him. She felt nothing and drew a long breath.

Good. I guess he's gone.

She waited a few minutes before she heard him come out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Thankfully, he was in his original (fully dressed, mind you) and wasn't invisible, trying to proceed to play the joke on her. Her heart was already trying to steady itself from the past event. The last thing she needed was another practical joke from him.

"Did you enjoy the little show that I put on for you?" he grinned.

"No," she said, "it was torturous."

He chuckled and dropped the towel to the floor, comforting her with another embrace.

"Oh, it was just a wittle joke," he cooed.

"You were naked."

"Sam," he said, "I told you, I'm not like the rest of the guys. I would never disrespect you like that."

"Well, still. I didn't feel comfortable, Danny."

"I know. I ish sorry."

"Ugh," she scoffed. "You can be so unpredictable sometimes, you know that?"

"I wouldn't have let you touch my…"

"I get it, Danny. You don't have to finish that sentence. Please don't."

"I won't." He shrugged and frowned, looking around. Then he began to perform the same action more frantically.

"What?" Sam asked.

"My ski mask," he said. "I forgot it at your house."

"We can run back and get it."

"No. I don't want to take you into the air more than you need to be."

"Well… do you have a sister?"

Danny looked at her confused. "Yeah. Her name's Jazz. Why?"

"Does she wear make-up?"

His look turned frightened. "No."

"Please? It's only foundation and I'll only cover up your markings and the… veins?"

"No."

"Babe, do you want to go out there looking like that?"

"No," he mumbled.

"Okay. Then I have to do this."

Sam walked out of the bedroom and across the hall, knocking on the door.

"Come in!" a feminine voice called from inside.

Sam started in and stopped in the middle of her room. Jazz turned in her office chair, her orange hair flowing along the way.

"Oh. Hey! You're… Sam. Right?"

"Yeah. I'm a… good friend of Danny's."

"Yeah. He's said a lot about you."

"I'm sure he has…"

"What do you need?"

"Oh, can I borrow your cosmetics bag?"

"Sure," she answered and stood up, reaching in her dresser drawer and pulling it out. She handed it to Sam, and she took it gratefully.

"Thank you." Sam said.

"Oh, you're welcome."

"I'll be right back with it."

"You're fine. Take your time."

Sam politely smiled then exited the room, going into Danny's. She set the bag on his bed and unzipped it, pulling out foundation. She put a small dot of it on her finger and went to him.

"Do we really?"

"Yes."

She smeared the foundation over the blood vein upon his face, covering it up completely. Then she worked her way around it, tackling the black veins that occupied other sections of his face.

"Can I look in the mirror please?"

"No. Not until I'm done."

Sam then went from his face to his neck and worked at the black veins trailing along his neck. Once she was pleased with the foundation, she put it back in the bag and pulled out the cover-up.

"What's that?" Danny asked.

"It's just cover-up, to smooth out the colors of the foundation and blend it in more to make it look a little less like you painted your face."

"Huh?" Danny said clueless.

"It blends the colors together. That way, your face looks less… painted."

"Oh."

Sam rolled her eyes slightly and took the polyester out, dabbing it in the powder, and smearing it over his marks.

"This isn't hurting you, is it?" she asked him, continuing her work.

"No. It's almost like you're touching my regular skin. It's funny. These marks have become a part of me so easily… it's like I was born with them. I hate this curse."

Poor Danny, Sam thought. He can be a jerk and all, but he didn't deserve to have this curse placed upon him. Besides, boys will be boys.

Then Sam placed the polyester back in the cover-up tray and shut it, placing it back in the cosmetics bag.

"Done." She took a step back and framed his face. "I think it looks good."

Danny turned toward the mirror and looked.

"Holy crap…" he started, feeling his face. Sam guided his hand back to his side.

"Try not to touch your face too much," Sam said. "It can come off."

"Sam," he began, looping his arm around her shoulders. Sam snuggled closer and watched as her boyfriend fell in love with the look of his old appearance. "You made me look like… me."

"I told you, but you wanted to be a baby. And now look at you. Do I get a thank you?"

"A thank you?" Danny turned toward her and showered her in kisses. "You get more than just a thank you."

"Okay, okay. Danny, we have to get ready to go… wherever you were going to take me."

"Oh yeah!" he exclaimed and went to put his shoes on.

Sam hovered over him, crossing her arms.

"So… are you going to tell me where we're going?"

"Well..." Danny said. "No… but I will tell you that we will be eating there."

He grabbed his wallet and tucked it in his pocket. Then he changed form and held out his hand. "Ready?"

"Yeah," she smiled and took it. He picked her up, turned intangible and flew through her wall.


A/N: Alrighty. Chapter was a little longer this time, but it took me HOURS to get done.

Anyway, I just want to say that I'm planning on making an MEP on YouTube and if you want to join (I haven't made the video yet though).

Alrighty. Well, this is the first time that I've uploaded two chapters in one day (yay!) and it's still April Fool's Day, so I'll have to ask a different question today for our Question of the Chapter, because I already asked an April Fool's question in the last chapter. :P

Uhh. Oh! How about:

"Will you search up Vivalandra's YouTube account for her? Pretty please with those dark licorice sprinkles and the black frosting Sam likes with those little gummy bats on top?"

I'm known as VivalandraFilms on YouTube. I create Sims 2 films… so far. I might move on to cartoon/game/movie MEPs if I can get Sony Vegas to agree with my video formats. -_-

Well anyway,

PleaseR&R,

~ Vivalandra