A/N: Wow, man, I finally got my brain to make words! I know it isn't too long, but I hope you like this chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter Four

Rain, Rain!

The trio laughed at Tucker's remark. "You're not serious, right?" Danny asked.

"One hundred percent serious!" Tucker said. Sam stopped laughing.

"Well, it's going to rain, I hope my parents get here quick," she said. Danny looked at her.

"Sam, it's going to rain soon, what time are you parents going to come?" Danny asked.

"Don't sweat it, Danny, they said they'd come pick me up once it struck 8:30," Sam said.

"The rain isn't going to wait, Sam," Danny said.

"It's not too much of a wait! What time is it now?"

Danny looked at Tucker since he didn't have a watch. Tucker looked on his PDA and confirmed that it was only 8:20 PM. Danny looked back at Sam who was smirking slightly.

"Ten minutes, Danny, I'll live," Sam said.

"But, Sam, you might get sick! I can fly you and Tucker home if you want!" Danny said, really not wanting to think of all the things that could happen if Sam stayed there alone, at 8:20 at night, in the rain.

"Danny, I'll be fine," Sam said. Danny wouldn't hear it. He crossed his arms over his chest slightly and said.

"Sam, I'm not going to leave you here alone, I'm gonna fly you home along with Tucker before this rain starts," he said sternly.

Sam gawked at him. "Under what authority do you give me an order?" she questioned him. Danny didn't back down, neither did she.

"It wasn't an order, I'm just concerned," Danny said.

"Oh, so now you're giving me orders because you're concerned? A bad excuse if you ask me," Sam said, crossing her arms as well.

Danny felt a slight bit of anger boil up. "Sam, I'm your boyfriend, will you just listen!" he exclaimed. Sam gasped; Tucker's jaw dropped; Danny slapped both hands over his mouth.

"What?" Sam asked, barely a whisper.

"Uh...uhm...I...I mean, I'm your best friend, that's a boy...a...g-guyfriend," Danny said, stumbling over his words. Sam nodded slowly, still trying to get the words to sink in. Tucker snickered. "And I'm just concerned for your well-being, just like any other friend would be."

Sam cleared her throat nervously, Danny rubbing the back of his neck, as is his own nervous habit. "So, uh, you guys will probably be off now, right?" Sam asked.

"Are you really sure you don't want me to fly you home?" Danny asked. Sam nodded. He sighed and bit his lower lip. "If your parents are late or the rain gets too unbearable, you know how and where to reach me," Danny said. Sam nodded again. "And don't hesitate," Danny added. Sam rolled her eyes and nodded. Danny was about to say something else, but Sam shushed him.

"I get it!" she said, putting both hands on his shoulders.

"Okay, okay, well, we're off now, I guess," Danny said, stepping back and towards Tucker. He took a look around and figured there weren't many people around. He quickly went ghost and flew up, picking Tucker up.

"Bye, Sam!" Tucker said. Sam waved slightly and Danny flew off. Sam waved and watched them go, shivering slightly.

Danny, meanwhile, kept an eye out on the road. No sign of Sam's parents. "Dude, she's gonna be okay," Tucker said. Danny sighed.

"I know," Danny mumbled. "But I can't help it if I'm worried about her."

"Worried enough to accidentally say you're her boyfriend?" Tucker asked, adding sarcasm to the word 'accidentally'.

Danny's pale face from being in ghost form received a little color in the cheeks. "I...that...it slipped out!" he said, stumbling again. Tucker snickered.

"But-" Tucker started.

"Tucker, if you don't stop that, I'll drop you!" Danny said.

"As if," Tucker said. Danny looked at him slightly, face serious. "Okay, I get the point!"

Danny looked back up, following along the road, flying above the city only slightly, to Tucker's house.

I hope she will be okay, he thought silently to himself, green eyes shimmering slightly with worry.

Soon after Danny and Tucker left, the rain picked up slightly, evolving from a slight drizzle to regular, shifting rain. It stopped for one minute, then started again for nearly five minutes.
E/N: I think the plot is progressing too fast. What do you think? Hmmm...

--Airamé Phantom