Disclaimer: I don't own Phineas and Ferb in any way

Rating: T

Sequel to Isabella's been bullied!, so if you haven't read that one, then go read it :)

Now, this sequel takes place about 7 years later, so the kids have gone their separate ways, though they make sure to keep contact in various ways :) For right now, Phineas and Isabella are living together (nothing too serious yet though); Ferb has managed to make Vanessa give him a chance (no surprise, he's quite the romantic :)); Candace is already with Jeremy (with a baby girl named Amanda :)); the Fireside Girls have become an official organization; Perry is still doing his thing with Doofenshmirtz; Baljeet is with his friend Mishti, with Buford alone for right now; and Linda and Lawrence are still running their antique shop.

Phineas - 18

Isabella - 18

Ferb - 18

Vanessa - 23

Candace - 22

Jeremy - 22

Fireside Girls (the main six) - 18 (maybe younger)

At work, Ferb shoot multiple pieces of buildings forward, putting them into their designed places. He paused, then looked over at his stepbrother.

While Phineas did his work as usual, he seemed on edge; his movements were all nervous, his voice had an uneasy quality, and his expression was uncertain.

Ferb simply looked at his brother, then rolled his eyes as he manipulated the platform forward, not that his stepbrother noticed. Gaining a small smirk, he tapped Phineas on the shoulder.

"Ahhh!" Phineas cried out, wildly throwing the clipboard into the air in surprise. Ferb watched as the clipboard sailed through the air, then fell down toward the ground below. That was gonna slow down things for the day.

"Ferb!" came the cry, making him look back at Phineas. "What was that for?"

"Talk" he said simply, hands behind his back. "You know what I mean" he added before Phineas could ask anything.

Phineas blinked several times, his face turning red as he fidgeted on the spot. "W-Well... I-I..." he stammered, trying to find something to help. Ferb simply waited; sooner or later, Phineas would tell him all he needed to know.

Ten minutes later

"...and I don't know what to do! or how I should feel!" Phineas cried out at him, Ferb still standing there with his normal look. "What should I do?" (For those wondering, he is refering to last chapter's events :) especially a certain area)

"Enjoy it" he said simply. "That's why she did it in the first place"

Phineas blinked several times in shock, staring at him with his mouth agape. "W-W-What!" he cried out.

Ferb simply turned around and walked onto the platform, manipulating it to move away. Phineas stared at him as he went, his face red and his heart beating fast.

Phineas glanced inside the indoor pool, thinking Isabella might be there. Strangely, she wasn't; the pool chairs were empty, and the water was perfectly calm. Making a small noise in thought, he thought about where else she could be.

Smiling a bit, he continued walking, walking up a set of stairs.

As it turned out, the virtual reality chamber was on and being used. He carefully opened the door, peeking inside.

Isabella was practicing with a soccer ball on a soccer field, her hair tied up in a ponytail, and wearing a pink set of soccer clothes, though he couldn't tell if that was part of the illusion or her actual clothes. As he watched, she bounced the ball repeatedly off her feet, then she hit it high and stood up on her hands only.

When the ball came down, she managed to balance it on her feet for a few times, but she fell forward with a small squeak. Giggling a little, she smiled as she stood up. "Ferb was always the only one who could pull that off" she said aloud. She looked around, smiling after she blinked in surprise. "Oh, hey Phineas"

"Hey, Isabella" he said, smiling a bit as he walked forward toward her. "Watcha doing?"

Her eye's brightened with a grin. "Oh, just practicing my 'football' skills again" she said, bouncing it on her feet again. "It's been awhile since I've done it, ever since Ferb's cousins challenged us to that match in your Football X-7 Stadium"

"Well, you're still pretty good" he said, watching the ball bounce again and again off her feet.

She giggled again, smiling at him as she held the soccer ball in her hands. "Thanks, Phineas"

He slowly began to fidget on the spot, though he tried not to show it. "Anyway... there was something... I wanted to ask you" he said, trying not to stammer or anything.

She tilted her head with that bright smile of hers. "Yes?" she whispered softly.

As he tried to speak, he found it increasingly difficult to form the words. As his face slowly turned red, though he managed to minimize it, he couldn't help but glance down at Isabella's body. His gaze in particular was focused on her waistline, though he did glance at her chest as well. But in the end, his mouth didn't form the words he intended.

"Would you mind if... we slept together tonight? In your bed?"

Isabella's face practically lit up, and she hugged him in an instant. "Of course you can, Phineas! In fact, I was gonna ask if you would in the next couple of days" she exclaimed, smiling brightly up at him.

While still a bit stunned that he had said the the wrong thing, he managed to smile and nod at her. They usually slept alone, sometimes together, though he had never asked her to do it before. "Well then... I guess that's settled" he said, hugging her back.

She nodded, giggling as she let go of him. "I'll be ready by then" she said, then she started walking back toward the door. "But for now, end simulation"

Sure enough, the soccer field faded away, revealing the blank area. He glanced back at Isabella; sure enough, her soccer clothes had only been an illusion, leaving her in her usual pink outfit. Was it his imagination, or was she swaying her hips on purpose?

He slowly approached Isabella's door, standing outside it with a blush. He didn't know what would have made him blush more: what he was about to do, or what he had planned to ask Isabella.

Taking in a deep breath than letting it out, he reached up and knocked on her door. "Come in" answered him, so he slowly opened her door.

Isabella lay on her bed, wearing a short pink nightgown with a smile, the blankets arranged to be thrown over them both. "Hey, Phineas" she whispered softly, then she yawned a bit.

Smiling a bit with a blush, he walked forward and slowly got himself onto her bed, his lower body under the blankets. Isabella smiled softly up at him, then she leaned up and kissed him, one hand on his cheek. "Goodnight, Phineas" she whispered softly.

He kissed her softly back, still blushing a bit. "Goodnight, Isabella" he whispered softly back, both of them laying down under the blankets. But before she started closing her eyes, his fingers toyed with the straps of her nightgown.

She squeaked softly in surprise, her face turning red. "P-Phineas... what are you doing?" she stuttered faintly.

He gulped slightly as he pull her nightgown down a bit, straps and all as he revealed her chest, making her squeak again and blush harder. "I just... wanna try something, real quick..." he managed to whisper without stuttering. "That's all... just close your eyes"

She blinked curiously, though after a moment, she did so with a blush.

He slowly took in a deep breath and let it out, then he slowly leaned his head in. He hesitated for a moment, then he managed to give her left breast a soft kiss.

"Ah!" she cried out in surprise and pleasure, her blush deepening as her eyes remained closed. Encouraged a bit by the reaction, he did the same to her right breast, getting the same reaction. His head still close, he took another deep breath and stuck out his tongue. It took him longer this time, but he managed to get past it as well, touching his tongue to her left nipple.

"OH!" she cried out louder, her back arching with a deeper blush. Slowly licking it, he also did the same to her right nipple.

"A... a... ahh!" she cried out in pleasure as Phineas continued his slow but soft licking of her nipples, and only them. At some point, he pulled his head away, his blush deep.

Breathing fast, she half-opened her eyes, looking up at him with a soft smile. "Wow... Phineas" she breathed softly, slowly pulling her nightgown up after a few moments, seeing that Phineas seemed to be done.

Phineas gulped a bit, taking deep breaths with a blush. "So... you liked that... right?" he stammered a bit, glancing down. That little confirmation was the most important thing he needed for this.

She nodded, her eyes sparkling as she adjusted her chest inside her nightgown, slowly moving closer to him as she lay down. "Oh yes, Phineas... I loved it" she whispered softly, slowly closing her eyes again.

Breathing a mental sigh of relief, he moved closer as he lay down with her, smiling with a blush as she held him close to her, resting her head against his shoulder. "Goodnight, Isabella" he whispered softly, one hand unconsciously brushing a few stray hairs out of her face.

Breathing slowly, smiling softly with closed eyes. "Goodnight, Phineas" she whispered softly, then her breathing slowed even more, as if she had fallen asleep already.

He watched her for a few moments, then his gaze drifted downward a bit, looking at the general area of where her waist would be. If he had only asked what he wanted to ask... but then again, it might have been going too fast. He sighed faintly, smiling again as he rested against the bed and Isabella, closing his eyes.

They stayed that way all night.

Nothing new touch-wise, at least technically, but still hope you enjoyed it :)

And as for what Phineas was gonna ask, that's next chapter :D With pretty much everything above the waist done, things have to move on ;)