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Ask Her

Danny p.o.v.

I heard voices. Someone with a melodic voice was asking if I was awake or something like that. I shot up; I was in my bed again. All sweet dreams had vanished.

But instead the object of my dreams was standing in my room. My leg phased out. By the looks of it Tucker had barged in.

What is he playing at?

I dashed to my bathroom, still only in boxers. I heard talking in the room and finally Sam's boots going down the stairs accompanied by my father's voice. I got control of my powers and dressed myself.

"Tuck what did you do that?" I glared at the boy. He smiled innocently.

"I was just trying to judge Sam's reaction."

"Reaction!?"

"Yea, I just wanted to see how both of you would fair in an uncomfortable situation."

I was about to pounce on the brown haired boy when I heard the unmistakable sound of Sam's boots.

"Not a word, or you'll be stuck in the Fenton thermos, and believe me, I can make it work." I glared at the boy.

"Of course…" A mad looking Sam cut our conversation short with snacks at my doorway.

Yet she's still cute, with that evil glare.

"Alright I got food, now you two are going to spill," Came Sam's voice.

Tucker handled the conversation. I was glad because my vocals weren't exactly working. Plus the fact that my body had started tingling. It was going good until she shot a question at me.

"Why did ya come home early?" She was staring intently at me. I smiled nervously. She licked her pink lips and my hand disappeared.

"Just tired," I shifted my weight to hide my missing arm.

That was about the conversation. But it was enough. I was already raddled so I moved father away to my desk to do homework. That way she couldn't spot anything that might have phased out.

I had a horrible time concentrating. I keep feeling her amethyst eyes on me. But if I even looked over I was sure I'd disappear completely or something.

How long is this going to last?

Finally it seemed Tuck gave some sympathy towards me and took Sam out to talk. I'd have to talk to him later, but I sure hope he wasn't getting me in trouble. I growled lightly when they stepped out of the room.

But it wasn't long before I heard Sam's furious yell and Tucker shot into the room. Followed by Sam, still in such a spicy mood.

As much as their company was nice, I was relieved when we finished and the two left. I made my way downstairs. At least I had Jazz to talk to. By now she'd probably heard about the whole Danny-dance situation.

"Hey Jazz,"

"Hello Danny, are you taking Dash's deal?" She asked, putting her book down.

"So you know?"

"The whole school knows."

"What about-"

"No, Sam doesn't know. This may be a rumor-ridden school but Dash didn't want to make it any easier for you. He put out a threat that no one tells her."

"Oh." This was strange. But I guess I see where he's going. Sam would be completely taken aback if I asked her now. It was just unfair. But two weeks of none-beatings sure seems pleasing.

As well as dancing with Sam.

My foot left me; I had to shift my weight to stay in the kitchen.

"I guess I have to ask her then." I literally felt a weight placed onto my shoulders.

"Don't worry, it won't be that bad." She smiled kindly at me.

"But I get all weird now just thinking about her. How am I even supposed to dance with her?"

"How do you feel about her?"

"We've only been friends up until now. I mean I talked it out with Tuck and he says I defiantly feel something for Sam. I just don't know. This has just been taking up so much of my mind."

"Well then, this is going to sound completely against my theories and everything but I am your sister, so here's my advice. I say you ask her to the dance. I mean the worst thing is that she turns you down, so just follow your heart." Jazz stood up and hugged me. Before I could say anything she was gone.

Leaving me to think.

Hah nothing can go wrong. What if I just go phasing through the floor when I'm trying to ask her? That could be bad. I'll make a memo to be holding onto something when I do this.

Did I just say I'd ask her? I guess I could.

You know. It's kind of funny.

All this time everyone's been saying we like each other. Who knew that they were half right? I mean I really do like my best friend, as more than a friend.

I looked around. I wasn't in the kitchen anymore. I had become completely invisible and slid into the lab. Quickly I checked for parents before trying to phase through the ceiling and up into my room.

Except, it didn't work. I didn't phase or anything. I stood as Danny Fenton.

Oh great, so now along with over active powers, I also have times when they don't work?!

Mumbling to myself about stupid thoughts I headed up the stairs and back to my room, the manual way.

I dreaded the time. There's been some times when I wish time would go faster, but right now I just wish it could stop. I propped my elbows on the desk.

I combed a hand through my hair. I was in class right before lunch. All day I had avoided Sam. All day I had prepared to ask her to the dance, at lunch.

That morning, my powers were back and running again, which was good, even if no ghosts had been sensed recently. Jazz had given me a ride to school and a pep talk. It was easy to 'busy' myself in the periods we had together. That meant I pretended to be tired and slept. Tuck didn't ask and I didn't volunteer any information.

My limbs tingled, but I was concentrating on Danny Fenton too hard for them to disappear on me.

Unfortunately, as soon as I saw Sam I'd loose my concentration.

Darn powers, everyone else doesn't have to go through this much to ask a girl out. All they have to worry about is what to say, but nooo I also have to make sure I don't disappear without an answer.

I folded my hands over again rehearsing in my head. There was ten minutes left of class. And this must have been the most boring class. So why wasn't the time crawling by?

The bell rung. I trudged out wondering where the ten minutes went. Must be a curse. I wandered slowly to the cafeteria not bothering to get lunch. I didn't bring money; I wouldn't have the stomach to eat it anyway.

Dash and a few of his buds had given me a look earlier. By my nervousness and nod they probably guessed at what my choice was. I was also clued in when as I walked into the cafeteria and over half the students looked my way. They tried discreteness. It wasn't discrete.

My face was already burning as I headed to the table, trying, for everything right to act normal and not loose my pants. Or body parts for that matter.

"Hey guys," I greeted plopping down on the chair next to Tuck and across from Sam.

"Hey," They greeted.

"What's up Danny it seems like you've been avoiding me all day," Sam raised an eyebrow gaining my attention quickly. Her eyes sparked with curiosity and threats.

"Actually Sam I wanted to, uh, talk to you, would ya like to go outside?" I rushed out. Faster you get it out the less chance of going back. The cafeteria was quieter today, although I hoped no one had over heard.

I couldn't look her in the eyes though. I was still watching my footing, concentrating on human.

"Ok?" She got up and headed for the door and I followed, like a dog to the slaughterhouse.

Please don't let her kill me, no one may ever find the body. (A/N that could be a double meaning)

We started walking down the sidewalk. I had failed to notice how nice it was outside today. It was a cool fall day. The sun brought out a rosy tint to Sam's cheeks that accented her dark hair.

How is it everything leads back to her?

"Now what did you want to talk about?" She asked walking beside me. A light breeze brought her scent closer to me.

"I wanted to ask you uh.." I mumbled off knowing she hadn't heard.

"Ask me what?" She stopped and turned to me.

The inevitable, I have to ask her face-to-face.

A dark blush covered my face as I felt the tingling all over my body.

Get it out Fenton, before you completely disappear. But heads up, if you disappear she can't kill you for asking.

We were in a secluded spot. At least if I did just vanish there would be no wondering eyes.

"Ask you if you'd gotothedancewithme," I huffed it out quickly to where it sounded like a long word.

I'd never seen Sam stop so quickly. It frightened me when she leaned closer to peer at me.

For a second I thought she might have kissed me.

There went my legs. Or rather a surprising draft. No it was better than just my legs disappearing. They had reappeared, but I lost my pants.

I cringed, but for some heavenly force Sam hadn't noticed. She was still an inch from my face looking at me.

"And this isn't a joke?" She narrowed her eyes a little not backing down. This distance was not making it easier for me.

"N-no," I stuttered.

"Then, I'd love to go," She stepped back and smiled at me. One of the most emotion filled smiles I've seen from her.

I felt my insides flop as I relaxed my tensed muscles.

"You uh, lost your pants," Sam smiled again looking down. Of course heavenly forces don't work their magic very long. I blushed readjusting my pants. Sam started to walk back to the cafeteria.

"Wait, Sam, there's something else." I put out a hand to grab her turned shoulder. It quickly disappeared and I shoved it behind me.

"What is it?" She had a light smile placed on her lips.

"There were a few people who threatened me to ask you to the dance, but I want you to know that even if they didn't I would have still asked you to the dance."

Sam tilted her head a second.

"You are a strange one Danny Phantom," Sam laughed more to herself and hurried on back to the cafeteria.

Phantom?

I looked down, and actually I was in ghost mode.

When did that happen?

I shook my head and transformed back. I would pile this memory away forever remembered. I can't believe Sam said yes.

Then a thought arrived to me.

Did she say yes as a friend or more than a friend?

I stood there, dumbfounded. Sure I asked her. But now on what terms were we. I had forgotten to clarify.

Oh Danny more trouble you've caused for yourself.

I let out a frustrated sigh and headed back to the cafeteria. At least I didn't have a Dash beating coming for a good two weeks. Hah now all I had to do was figure out the deal with Sam and me before the dance, I've got three days.

Putting on content smile I entered the cafeteria. Rejoining my friend sat the table I noticed Sam had a blush covering her cheeks. But before I could ask she said she had to go and darted out.

"Good job man," Tucker nudged me smiling.

"Heh sort of."

"What do you mean? She said yes."

"I lost my pants and turned ghost in the process, plus I still don't know if it's like a date, or a friends dance thing." I hissed under my breath.

Tuck just started laughing. Rolling my eyes I stood up and headed to class, it was only a few minutes before class. Tuck just continued laughing.

I'd have to devise some horrible torture for the boy.

Wow three updates in three days right? Well this is fun to write, and I write every morning because there's nothing else to do. I hope ya don't mind ;; Hmm how much trouble could Danny get into in three days? whistles innocently Let me know what ya think!

-Dragonslayer527