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Chapter XX:
Horror

Morning greets them all with brightness and noise. Not the good noise of guitars and snares, oh no: BIRDS. Dan growls and clutches the pillow under his hand. He wants to toss the object at those noisy cretins and be done with it. But, part of him notes, that's pointless because he really DOES have to wake UP. Growling again, the ghost boy rolls over and tries to get up. When something pulls him back down, he yelps.

Danny wraps his arms around the ghost tightly, burying his nose in his hair. The bird's noise tickles his mind lightly but not enough to really effect him. It just makes him press deeper into the recesses of his much beloved sleep. When something begins to poke him, however, he jolts awake with a mild start. Still sleepy, sky blue eyes glance around, trying to determine what on earth woke him up and WHY. When his eyes land on the figure in his arms, he sighs.

Dan laughs at him, reaching over to the nightstand and pulling the clock off the top. Pushing it in front of Danny's face, he grins at the wide eyes and shocked yell.

"It's 8 o'clock?!"

As Danny scrambles out of bed, Dan stretches and gets his clothes ready. He then gets Danny's clothes ready and takes it to the bathroom. Opening the door, he holds the pile out to the younger boy. "Don't take too long, I gotta shower too." Before Dan can leave though, Danny pulls him into the room.

"Then strip and get in. It'll be faster."

Dan blinks, staring at the boy for a second. His face heats up as he watches Danny undress and turn on the warm water. Green eyes drift down and suddenly it HITS him as to WHAT Danny was telling him to do. "I-Isn't... Aren't we too old for this?" he asks, near pleading.

"Of course not. We're twin brothers." Danny looks at him oddly, wondering if it was really so bad. Mind: he's flushed and embarrassed, but he's anxious to see Dan naked again... Arg, he's a pervert.

"Point..." Dan sighs as he realizes once again that nothing could happen between them. 'Nothing SHOULD happen; Danny's right: we're JUST twin brothers.' Taking off his clothes, Dan tries to calm himself down. He makes sure his towel is on the rack before stepping into the shower after Danny. Said boy hands him the soap.

"Here," the black haired boy says. "I'll shampoo; you wash." Dan nods and takes the bar, unknowingly giving Danny a show of pale, smooth skin being wet and soapy and rubbed and caressed and--'o GOD...' Danny blushes and turns his eyes away for a moment, trying to calm down. Across from him, Dan is watching the bottom of the tub, massaging the sleep from his body and trying to distract himself from the warmth beside him. When Danny shifts too much, though, his elbow brushes Dan's arm, shocking them both and sending tingles down their spines.

'O CRAP!' they both think, turning red and away again. Danny washes the shampoo from his hair and turns to see how far Dan got. When he sees the older boy's body covered with suds and bent over trying to grab the bar of soap that slipped from his hands. Danny freezes and stares, watching his brother's bum and the slipping mass of soapiness that is dripping down his crack...

"Danny, can we switch now? I wanna wash this off." Dan turns in time to see Danny snap out of his daze and turn beet red.

"Y-yea..." he nods and holds out his hand for the soap. The soap that just touched Dan's body... 'O God...' The rest of the shower is spent with Danny fighting a nose bleed and Dan trying to not get shampoo in his eyes (which means he couldn't stare at Danny) and the two of them back to back. After a few minutes they switch places and Dan gets out while Danny washes the soap off. As Dan dries, Danny tries not to look up because he knows he'll get an eyeful of ass and that bit of soapiness will haunt that eyeful of crack REALLY well.

"I'm gonna change in the bedroom. I'll be back to brush my teeth," Dan informs, heading out the door. When he's away from the steam, he sighs and shivers. O dang... he just... o DANG! Groaning, Dan towel dries his hair and gets dressed quickly. Peeking out the bedroom, he wonders if Danny is dressed yet. Deciding it doesn't matter, he heads down the hallway and slips into the bathroom. He relaxes when he sees that Danny is in his clothes and brushing his teeth. He grabs his tooth brush and begins the rest of his daily prep.

When the school day is finally done, Danny groans in despair. "Sammy" is grinning hautily and waiting for him at the door of his history class. He waves weakly at her.

"Come on! If we don't hurry we'll be late!" she says, grabbing Danny's arm and pulling him down the hall. The boy wonders where Dan is and why on EARTH he told Sam he'd make it up to her for ditching on (he shivers) their first date. He then frowns as they completely by-pass Tucker on their way out. What is WRONG with Sam? She's totally neglecting their childhood friend!

"Shouldn't we tell Tucker where we're going?" Danny asks, hoping to stall. Then he realizes that if they ARE late to the movie, Sam would be pissed and Danny would be stuck listening to her yell. Why can't she me more like Dan? HE would never yell at Danny over something as trivial as missing some movie's opening credits; even if it's a movie he loves.

"We'll be late if we do," Sam replies. Danny just sighs and stays quiet.

When they make it to the movie theater, Sam buys their tickets and the snacks (nothing even remotely meat-related was graced with her concideration) and guides Danny to the middle rows. in the center of the left seats, she sits down and drags Danny with her. Said boy just sighs and sets down the drinks. They manage to catch the tail end of the final credit before the movie starts. When Sam doesn't complain about only seeing half of one ad, Danny sighs in releif and hopes this movie isn't some nutty horror.

Of course, the day Sam DOESN'T watch some gory horror flick is the same day Paulina falls in love with Danny. The youngest Fenton shivers as he walks Sam home. The memories of the serial killer from the movie haunts his mind. He wishes (as stupid as it makes him sound) that Sam would walk HIM home, not the other way around. Horror films always freak him out and leave him shakey afterwords. Sam would never be scared though; no, she would love it if some vampire jumped out of Amity's dark alleys or if some crazy guys with chainsaws decided to rush them. Sam would just laugh.

Dan would walk Danny home, comfort him, and chase away any fictional and non-fictional horrors that Danny might become frightened of.

Why isn't he with Dan?

He wouldn't have to suffer if he was. He'd be happy and all bubbly like love is supposed to make you feel. Not... scared, sick, and annoyed. Danny sighs and waves at Sam as she enters her house. Turning, he shivers at the darkness and begins his trip home.

He really wishes Dan was the one he was dating.

POSTED: March 30