Sam has a romantic dream about Danny. A nonsensical little DxS oneshot. Please no flames!

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. I never have, I never will. Get over it.

Sam felt light, airy. She looked about her surroundings. Everything was white. Why was everything white? She looked down at herself: even her dress was white. How had she not noticed?

"Hello?" she called out. "Hello?" No answer.

She stood in the middle of this random white place, still with no clue why she was here. Then she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She turned around and gasped.

Danny was standing there, in a white suit that made him look absolutely amazing. He held a red rose in his hand and smiled at her.

Sam looked at him strangely. "Danny, what are you doing here?"

Danny walked toward her. "I'm here for the same reason you are."

"But…" she muttered, "…I don't know why I'm here."

Danny was standing directly in front of Sam now. He leaned in close to her. She could feel her heart beating fast. Was he going to kiss her? But he moved towards her ear and whispered, "I think you do know why."

He pulled away and looked at her. He looked into her eyes as though there was nothing else to look at. He handed the rose to her. Sam took it and held it with both hands. As she looked at the rose, she suddenly realized that she did know why she was here, in this mysterious place: she needed a place for her and Danny to be alone. A place for them to be together. No ghosts, no adults, no Paulina or Valerie or Gregor or anybody.

Sam dropped the rose. She threw her arms around Danny and kissed him. She kissed him deeply and passionately for...God, she didn't know how long. And after a while, she felt him kissing her back. They kissed for what seemed to be an eternity. There was fire and passion and love in those kisses, things that can never be conveyed with words. Sam felt it; and she felt that Danny did too.

Sam didn't want to ever leave; she wanted to stay here, in this place, in Danny's arms, forever and ever. How had she never realized before how much she wanted this? Ever since the moment they met, when they were little kids, the fantasy of her and Danny being together was always there, somewhere, in the back of her mind. Nothing else in her life seemed important anymore. The only thing she cared about was kissing Danny, being with Danny, forever and ever and ever.

Eventually, they pulled away from each other. She looked at him--really looked at him--and smiled. He stroked her face, which sent tingles up her spine. He looked into her eyes.

"I love you."

She felt her heart stop, then start again. It was beating so fast she thought it might explode.

"I love you too."

They kissed again, not for as long but with just as much passion. They pulled away. He looked at her and whispered, "Wake up."

Her smile faded. "What?"

"Wake up."

"What are you saying?"

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"WAKE UP!"

Sam's head popped up from her pillow. "Huh? Wha?"

She looked around. She wasn't in the white place with Danny; she was in her bedroom. She saw the posters that hung on her wall--Nine Inch Nails, A Clockwork Orange--and her heart sank. It was a dream. The room, the dress, the kissing--it had all been a dream.

"Sam, honey, it's time to get up for school. And if you're late again, you'll be in a lot of trouble."

Sam turned around and saw her mother standing there, in that stupid pink dress with that stupid red hair, same as always. She sighed, got out of bed, and went to her closet to get her school clothes.

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OK, this was not the best fic on the planet, but I tried. R&R, please no flames!