Disclaimer: Danny Phantom and all related characters belong to Butch Hartman.
A.N.: Sorry this was so late you guys. Hopefully this chapter is worth it.
Enjoy!
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Ready For Love- Chapter 7
Danny's P.O.V.
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I have absolutely no idea where I am. It's freezing, and I'm starving. But right now, that doesn't matter to me. No, all I can think about is the hurtful look on Phantom's face when I finally told him why I hadn't been talking to him. I know this is partially my fault. If I hadn't freaked out when Phantom first tried to kiss me, none of this wouldn't have happened.
Now, I'm lost in the Ghost Zone and I have no idea if anyone will even bother to try and find me. I might as well just die here, because I know it will make Phantom happy. Tears sliding down my cheeks, I sit down on a rock and bury my face into my hands. What the hell am I going to do?
Only one answer hits me and I sigh. What choice do I have? My heart slamming against my ribs, I push my hand into my pant's pocket and pull out a pocket knife. I really don't want to do this, but it'll make Phantom happy. I press the ice-cold blade against my wrist, cringing as a drop of blood appears. I take a deep breath and force myself to push the knife in deeper. I scream, tears falling as I start to cry. "I'm sorry Phantom! Really, I am! I know you can't hear me b-but I love you!"
"What the hell are you doing?"
I scream even louder and turn around, staring into bloody red eyes. At first, I think it's Dan, and press myself closer to the rock. Then, the figure steps closer to me, and my mouth falls open. "Phantom?" He sighs and kicks a stray pebble out of the way. He doesn't say anything for a long time, so I try again. "Phan-"
"I heard you." Phantom frowns, but sits next to me, gently taking the knife away from me. "What do you think you were going to do?"
I shrug. "I was going to kill myself."
"Why?"
"Because it would make you happy." I say it like it's obvious.
"You don't know that." He smiles down at me and wraps his arm around my shoulder. "Do you really think that if you kill yourself, I'd be happy?"
I nod mutely. "You were the one who was mad at me…"
Phantom pushes a hand through my hair and raises an eyebrow. "Why do you think I was?"
"Because I had sex with Dan and liked it?" I shrug, instantly confused.
He laughs suddenly, shaking his head. "No, Danny. That's not why I started yelling at you." He pauses. "Well, okay, I was kind of mad because you enjoyed it, but-"
"It's not my fault, okay! I can't help but be a guy who wants sex…"
He glares at me. "Danny. How about you just let me talk and don't interrupt me?" I nod. "Good. Now, look at it this way. I know you can't help it, and I know I said I was mad at you, and I still am. But I really wish you would've just told me that when I brought you back home. Why didn't you?"
"I… You seemed to really love me, and I didn't want you to be hurt."
He shakes his head. "I would be hurt… but how do you think I feel now? The only person I love doesn't trust me enough to even talk to me."
I wince at the accusing tone in his voice and look up at him. "P-phantom? I wanted to tell you but… I was afraid you were going to think that I didn't love you anymore."
"What? Danny, how can you say that? Nothing is going to keep me from not loving you. I thought you knew that!"
"I do… I was just so scared…" He places a finger against my lip and I can't help but smile. "I love you."
He returns the smile and kisses me on the cheek. "I love you too. And don't you ever forget that."
"I won't." I hug him tightly and he chuckles.
"Good. Now let's take you home and get you cleaned up."
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Regular P.O.V.
*Flashback* (Just in case anybody wanted a flashback of Phantom and Danny splitting. XD And this is when Danny's still together with Sam.)
At first, Danny Fenton didn't know what to do. He could barely hear his two best friends, Sam and Tucker, trying to get his attention. In fact, he could barely see anything. "What happened?" He asked.
Sam leaned over
him, pressing the back of her palm against his forehead, as if she
was checking for a fever. "You spilt yourself using the Ghost
Catcher. Remember?"
Danny groaned softly and sat up, looking over at the other person lying on his bed. His other half sat up as well and looked over at the fourteen-year-old. Stunning green eyes meet baby blue, and Danny's breath caught in his chest. He's gorgeous. He flushed bright red at the thought and shook his head. No. I can't like him like that. He would hate me. Besides, what would Sam think?
On the other side of the bed, Phantom stared at his counterpart, a small smile tugging at his lips. It's too bad he's still with Sam. He's adorable. He didn't know that Danny was thinking the same thing. If he had, he would have reached over and kissed Danny. He didn't care if Sam was there. Against his will, Phantom felt his eyes lower, a look that could only be described as lust taking over his features.
A confused look spread over Danny's face and he poked the ghost in the forehead. "Phantom? Are you okay?"
Phantom smirked and leaned closer, lowering his voice so that only Danny could hear him. "Of course I am, baby. But you wanna know what would make me even happier?" Phantom leaned even more so that his foreheads were pushed together. "You could… tell your friends to stop staring at us."
Danny looked even more confused and looked over to where his friends were, both of them obviously wondering what the two of them were talking about. It didn't take a scientist to know that something was up with Phantom. Oh, if only he what it was…
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*End Flashback*
Still Regular P.O.V.
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Now that Danny thought about it… that flashback made him realize something. That thing that Phantom had wanted to make him happy was probably at least a kiss. That was when I was still with Sam… and yet I still thought he was absolutely gorgeous. A small blush slid across Danny's face and he smiled. And I still think that. "OW!"
"Sorry! It's just that the cut's so deep. Maybe if someone hadn't tried to kill himself…" Phantom sighed and presses a wet washcloth against the cut in the teen's left arm.
"Well you were the one who acted like you hated me!" Danny shot back, crossing his arms across his chest and turning away from his boyfriend.
The full ghost sighed again and wrapped his arms around the boy. "Sorry. I just couldn't help myself. Maybe the evil side of me is finally kicking in." His only response was a look of absolute terror. "Not enough to kill you, okay? Don't worry about that."
Danny nodded. "I know. I guess I'm just being paranoid.
Phantom smiled and rested his chin against the black hair of the boy he loved so dearly. "You know I would never hate you… I love you way too much." With that in mind, he leaned over, gently pressing his lips against the teen's.
Danny smirked against the kiss, wrapping his arms around the ghost's neck. This had to be the way he loved spending time with Phantom. Even if it was just a quick peck on the cheek, he absolutely loved all of his boyfriend's kisses. A hand slid up his bare chest and he shivered, pressing closer. "P-phantom…"
The full ghost pulled away, chuckling softly. "You like that?" He whispered and pressed his cold lips to the boy's ear, nibbling on it gently. His only response was a barely audible whimper and he gave the boy another kiss, this time sliding his tongue across Danny's lower lip. The fifteen-year-old boy moaned lightly, opening his mouth and blushed bright red.
The sat in the bathtub for a few minutes like that, wrapped in each others embrace. After what felt like years passed, they let go, Danny panting and Phantom smirking down at him. "Danny?"
"What?" Danny looked down at the floor of the tub, squirming as a hand lightly touched the cut on his arm.
"Does it hurt?"
"No."
"Good." Phantom grinned. "I love you, Danny."
Danny returned the smile, pressing a quick kiss against Phantom's lips. "I love you too."
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I'm thinking of doing another chapter after this one. Hope you guys liked this!
