Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Dash/Danny
Warnings: slash
Disclaimer: Danny Phantom is owned by Butch Hartman.
Challenge: Mary Sue or Clichés

Challenge #8: Matchmaker

"Will you two stop teasing me already?" Danny muttered as he slammed his locker door shut. "It's been a week already. And it was your fault for making me go skating with you."

"Yeah, but we didn't make you drag Dash down on you," Tucker said between snickers. "And I've never seen Paulina so angry."

"She probably thinks I'm gay now," Danny complained. He banged his head against his locker. "Why did that have to happen?"

"Who cares about Paulina anyway?" Sam muttered as she crossed her arms. "There are better girls out there you know."

"Yeah, like the new transfer student," Tucker added.

"What new transfer student?" Danny asked since he hadn't heard anything about it.

"You can thank my wonderful information network," Tucker said, grinning at his friend, as he pulled out his PDA. "Her name is Daphne Banks. She's a junior like us, has baby blue eyes, long blonde hair. But why should I continue describing her when she's right over there?"

Tucker laughed when Danny's jaw nearly hit the ground at the sight of the new girl. Daphne was ten times more beautiful than Paulina. Her tight jeans and way too small for her baby Tee left little to the imagination, revealing her ample curves. When she smiled, Danny almost melted into a puddle of goo.

"Where has this goddess been all my life?" Danny asked, making Sam roll her eyes in annoyance. Men were obsessed with pretty faces and big breasts!

"I suggest you go talk to her before Dash finds out there's a new girl," Tucker stated, grinning as though he wasn't telling Danny everything. However, Danny was too distracted with staring at Daphne to notice.

"But I-"

"Oh, just get over there, Romeo," Sam said exasperated as she shoved Danny toward the new girl. Danny stumbled and fell flat on his face at the girl's feet. Daphne giggled lightly as she helped him to his feet.

"Um, hi, uh, I-I'm Danny Fenton," he stuttered nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

"Daphne Banks," she giggled. Danny could feel his legs turning to mush. He held onto his jeans just in case they went invisible on him.

"I-I was wondering if you would go on a date with me?" A blush lined Danny's face, and he glanced up from under raven black bangs to see her reaction.

"Oh my God," Daphne squealed. She threw her arms around Danny, drawing him closer, and nearly suffocated the poor halfa by smothering him with her breasts. "You are so cute!" She released him as she wrote something on his hand. "I guess I should at least tell you something about myself since we're like strangers and all. I'm totally obsessed with ghosts. They're so cool. It's my goal in life to prove to non-believers that ghosts exist. Oh, class is going to start soon. Come by around eight. See you tonight!"

Danny blinked, trying to wrap his mind around what the girl had said in the span of three seconds. It took him a moment to realize he hadn't been rejected. At the same time, he completely ignored what she said about ghosts and the fact that he just had his face buried in the girl's breasts.

"I've got a date!" Danny exclaimed, throwing his arms above his head in celebration. Sam and Tucker exchanged smirks.

"Why does this house look familiar?" Danny wondered as he rang the door bell. He smoothed out his shirt, hoping the outfit Sam and Tucker picked out for him looked okay. Sam had chosen a simple pair of jeans that actually felt too tight on him. Tucker forced him to wear a sleeveless, dark blue top with a black star in the center of the front. The top, too, was tight on him and kept rising to show off his abdomen.

The door opened right then. Danny smiled as he looked up, and a squeak escaped him. Dash stood in the open door way. He looked pissed to see Danny on his doorstep. Danny checked the address again, but this was the right house.

"Danny!" Daphne squealed, pushing Dash out of the way. "Come in," she grabbed his hand and dragged him inside while Dash shut the door. "You look so adorable in that outfit!"

"Um, thanks," Danny mumbled, his cheeks growing red, though he was still confused about why Daphne was at Dash's house. He didn't have a chance to ask because Daphne dragged him into the living room.

"Are you thirsty? Great! I'll get you something," Daphne said as she sat Danny on the couch next to Dash. She walked into the kitchen and picked up a soda off the counter. Shaking it, she headed back into the living room to find Dash had moved to the other side of the couch. "Here's your drink. Let me open it for you." Daphne opened the can, pointing it towards Danny. Covered in fizzy, sticky soda, Danny leaped off the couch in shock. "I'm so sorry, Danny. Dash, let him borrow some clothes while I wash these dirty ones."

Dash grumbled under his breath as he grabbed Danny by the arm and led him upstairs. Daphne grinned, watching the two boys enter Dash's bedroom. Once inside, Dash found some clean clothes while Danny stood awkwardly by the closed door.

"Are you going to strip out of those or not?" Dash demanded with a glare.

Danny fumbled with his shirt before finally pulling off the soggy item. He shivered as the cool air hit his exposed skin. A strange feeling bubbled inside him when he noticed Dash staring intently at him.

"Are you going to give me the clean clothes?" Danny asked quietly, hugging himself as though to hide his body.

"Pants," Dash stated, pointing down at the soda stained jeans.

Danny's face grew dark red, feeling rather uncomfortable. Slowly, he lowered his arms and with shaky hands started to undo his jeans. "So, uh, Daphne is," Danny started, hoping a conversation would relieve some of the awkwardness of this situation.

"She's my cousin," Dash answered. He watched Danny slowly lower his jeans to pool at his feet. Danny still wore his bright red boxers with white polka dots. "Her parents went on a cruise so she's staying with us for a year." Dash's heart pounded in his chest. Why did his cousin do this to him? Seeing Danny standing there in nothing but his boxers was driving Dash insane.

"Oh, um," Danny mumbled as he wrapped his arms around his body again. "Uh, the clothes?"

"This is ridiculous," Dash muttered, dropping the clothes. Walking over to Danny, he cupped raven haired boy's face.

"Dash," Danny squeaked before Dash seized his lips.

Danny tried to push Dash away, but the jock pulled him closer, holding the smaller boy tightly against his body. Breaking the kiss, Dash's heavy breaths washed over the other boy's stunned face.

"Dash, what," Danny tried to ask, but his brain was in too much confusion. I'm attracted to girls! Then why did that kiss feel so good? And why do I like having Dash hold me like this?

"Shh." Dash pressed a finger over Danny's lips to silence him. He pulled Danny to his bed and lay the raven haired boy down before straddling his waist.

"Dash, this is really weird," Danny mumbled, blushing, as Dash sucked gently on his neck. "I'm on a date with your cousin. We shouldn't be doing this anyway." He wasn't able to protest farther because Dash kissed him again, delving his tongue into Danny's open mouth.

"Don't worry, Danny. I have no problems with you making out with my cousin," Daphne said as a flash lit the room. Dash sat up, turning a glare on his cousin.

"Daphne, you little schemer," Dash growled. Daphne squeaked before Dash started chasing her.

"I was about to let Dash do whatever he wanted with me," Danny whispered to the empty room; his blue eyes wide with shock. "What's wrong with me?" Danny whimpered. He covered his head with a pillow and screamed in frustration as he remembered what Dash's kisses felt like.

"Dash should be thanking me," Daphne complained Sam and Tucker. "If I hadn't read his diary and come up with that plan with your help, he never would have gotten that little make out session with his dream boy."

"I still can't believe Dash had a crush on Danny all this time," Sam said as a wide grin crossed her face. "Now we just need to get Danny to admit his feelings for Dash."

"How are you two so sure that Danny is: a. gay and b. going to fall in love with Dash?" Tucker asked skeptically. He didn't like this idea of playing matchmaker for his friend anymore.

"Trust us on this," Daphne said with a devious grin. "It's only a matter of time before Danny realizes his true feelings for Dash. I mean, after last night he must be questioning his sexual preference." Daphne and Sam started planning the next step while Tucker wondered if he should warn Danny.