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Anywho, the wait is over! (I really shouldn't be procrastinating, but who wants to study for tests? My doom is sealed anyway.)

Sooooo...........finallyON to the Chapter 6! :)

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Chapter 6

Sam felt like she was falling into Danny's beautiful electric blue eyes. No, they were so deep she felt like she was drowning in them.

She had never dreamed he would be looking at her the way he was now – like she was the only person in the world, the only thing that existed for him.

If this was a dream, it was turning out pretty darn good.

"Sam…" Danny said, his voice low and breathy, catching in his throat with desire. It took Sam's breath away, the way he said her name, so filled with reverence, almost as if it were a prayer.

She looked down at the lips that had said her name so lovingly. They looked so inviting…she found herself unconsciously leaning forward, and realized what she was about to do. She stopped, uncertain.

Then Danny was leaning forward too, his sparkling blue eyes so close they were all she could see.

Sam gasped in delight as he hungrily captured her lips with his own.

(A/N: yay! They finally kiss! know you were all waiting for that! hehe)

They both smiled as the kiss deepened, leaning in to each other. Sam threw her arms around Danny's neck as he circled her waist with his arms.

They didn't hear the laughter far above them, or see the shocked look on Tucker's face as he watched them kiss near the fountain the ghost snake had destroyedtwo nights before.

They knew nothing except for the warmth and comfort of each other, the rush of love that ignited them in just one kiss.

"Oh no," Tucker said. "This is not good! Not good!! However…"

He grinned, whipped out his camera, and started taking pictures.

"It will make some good desktop backgrounds!"

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Although kissing Sam was as wonderful as that fake-out make-out (only better because it was real this time), something was bothering Danny.

There was something he was missing, something important. He just couldn't place his finger on it.

So instead, he focused all of his attention on the small girl in his arms and the total euphoria of being with her.

The warmth of her skin, the rapid beating of her heart, the soft caresses of her lips.

Sam was also in a total state of bliss. This was what she had been dreaming for her whole life – Danny Fenton was finally noticing her romantically! And not just noticing, but passionately kissing her!

She felt so warm and safe in his arms, enveloped in his sweet kisses.

And this time it was for real. This time it had nothing to do with…with…who was it that twisted their relationship before? Oh well, it wasn't important. All that was important was that Danny's hot lips were pressed tightly against her own.

She felt like she was floating. She pulled her head back and looked Danny in his beautiful glowing eyes, grinning broadly again.

And then she noticed that she was floating. About 50 feet in the air. And Danny's eyes were glowing a vivid green, his white hair rustling in the wind.

Sam hadn't even noticed him go ghost.

"Danny! You're in ghost mode," she smiled stupidly, tightening her grip around his neck. "You're so hot as a ghost." A blush colored her cheeks as she realized she had said that out loud.

Danny chuckled, tightening his own grip around her waist.

"Don't worry, I won't drop you…Sam." He said her name in a whisper, his eyes filled with adoration as he gazed down at her, the sunrise outlining his white hair in soft gold.

Sam's blush deepened, a happy smile on her face. "I know," she whispered back at him. She leaned in and kissed him again, ignoring the loud shouts far below them.

"Danny! Sam! DANNY! SAM!" Tucker was screaming up at his friends, who were obviously lost in their lovesick world.

Granted, he had gone snap-happy with the camera and lost track of the time. Of course, he hadn't stopped taking pictures until his memory card was full, but that was beside the point.

At this rate, they would definitely miss school, and probably the concert too.

"Oh man, what am I gonna do?" he groaned, watching Danny and Sam lean in for another kiss, high above the trees. "Someone's gonna see them! I have to stop them!" He stomped his feet, exasperated.

If they didn't get their butts in gear, Ember was going to be unstoppable. It was at times like these that Tucker wished he still had ghost powers.

"This is ridiculous!" he shouted up at them. He was sure they were ignoring him. "Danny's just wasting his ghost powers," he muttered to himself. "I could be whupping butt right now, but noooo. Danny's the one with the skills!"

"It's not fair! I'm the geek! I should be the one with superpowers! Man, sometimes I wish I still had those ghost powers."

The temperature suddenly dropped about 10 degrees, andthe park seemed darker, as if the sun had just winked out. Tucker shivered, wrapping his arms around himself.

"Do you now?" came an amused voice behind him. Tucker jumped, spinning around to see who it was.

"Desiree!" He gasped, his green eyes widening. He scrambled backwards, tripped on a tree root, and landed flat on his back, his glasses going askew. "Get away!"

The ghost pouted, narrowing her eyes dangerously.

"Do you really want that? I think you'd rather have something different," she purred, pointing her finger directly at him.

Tucker could only stare back in horror. He felt completely defenseless, and somehow he knew Danny Phantom wasn't going to come to the rescue.

Danny, where are you? He thought angrily. Oh, right, I forgot, 100 feet away shoving your tongue down my other best friend's throat.

"That's what I thought," Desiree laughed delightedly. "Oooh, a bitter, rash and angry wisher always makes my day. You'll get what your heart desires, and you'll get it NOW!"

In a flick of Desiree's wrist, Tucker was enveloped in a blinding burst of green light. He lifted his arms over his head and squeezed his eyes shut, the color green still burning into his retinas.

When he opened his eyes, the ghost was gone. And he was wearing a black and silver jumpsuit.

"Here we go again," he sighed, looking down at his gloved hands.

Please REVIEW! The more you review (helpful comments please), the more I'll be inspired to continue! I'll try not to make any wicked cliffhangers like last time...but it all depends on whether the reviews are helpful or not...I might have to punish you again...(cackles maniacly).

But seriously, let me know what I'm doing right/wrong/whatever!