Bloody Fluff
This is just a short, fluffy, Danny & Sam fanfic. A little teen romance and we're done. If you like it, maybe I'll write more, who knows? Please read and review, I can do without flamers thanks…enjoy!
Disclaimer: If I owned this cartoon, it would be called: "Danny Phantom, Hunter of Cheese!" Thank God I don't, eh?
Danny sat on his bed, the late afternoon sun pouring in hi window, pondering his own stupidity. He had finally plucked up enough courage to tell Sam how he really felt, and she didn't even respond. He didn't get it, what was so wrong with him? Sam was his friend, and she owed him an explanation at the very least.
As night fell and the sky grew dark, Danny decided to expose himself to some fresh air where no one could see him in the dark, and just for good measure he went Phantom style, so if he ran into anyone, they probably wouldn't recognize him. Besides, night was prime time for ghosts anyway.
He headed in the direction of the park, not knowing that Sam was also heading in the same direction. She was absent-mindedly looking for Danny. She may be a Goth girl with a free spirit, but she loved Danny too, and felt fear in being close to him, afraid that he'd change his mind and go for someone else. But she also wanted to tell him how she felt, because her heart had almost broken when she saw the look on Danny's face before she turned away from him and sped in fear of her own feelings.
She saw him first, but he didn't take long to see her too. His eyes locked onto hers and he saw her need for him to just listen. Forgetting her was still Danny Phantom, he followed her lead towards a bench and sat down beside her – close, but not touching. Sam sucked in some air and blurted out, "Oh Danny, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to leave like that I just – I just want you to know that I feel the same way."
Her eyes were pleading and Danny knew it was the best she could do. He smiled and stood up, pulling her up by the hand with him. He hugged her tight for awhile, then pulled away for moment and leaned in to kiss her. When his face was less then an inch away from hers, he remembered that he was still in Phantom mode and backed away a little, feeling dumb.
"What's the matter?" Sam whispered, pulling him closer again by his shirt.
"I forgot, I'm still…you know. 'Ghost-boy'."
Sam smiled at him and said, "So what? The snow white hair, and glowing green eyes…it's really sexy."
"You think?" Danny smiled back and pressed his lips to hers, feeling total and complete pleasure. As Sam started to explore his body, his chest, his stomach with her hands, he thought, "And I expected this to be a bad night…"
The end! Short, kinda sweet, and right to the point. Anyways, like I said R&R please, tell the truth! Thanks!
