"Jazz!"
Jazz ran downstairs in the morning, to find her roommate, coffee mug wielded over her head. She turned the corner into the kitchen to find Danny on the receiving end of her threatening, but somewhat pathetic attempt to ward him off.
"Daisy, what are you doing?" Jazz asked, putting herself between her brother and Daisy. She gently took the mug, and set it back on the counter. Daisy pulled Jazz over next to her and pointed at him.
"Back up, don't make me hurt you." Jazz was exasperated by this point and put a hand on her shoulder.
"This is my brother, Danny." She walked over and put a hand on his shoulder, while Danny put his arm down from where he had been defending himself. Daisy stares, and then shrugs.
"When did he get here?" She leaned against the counter and picked her coffee mug again. She went over to fill up her mug, and turned back to Jazz. She held her hand out to Danny and waited for him to shake her hand.
He looked at her with a concerned look, then took her hand and shook it. Jazz smiled, then ushered Danny out of the kitchen and up to her room. She opened her laptop and looked at him.
"Are you going to stay in town with me? Or are you going to leave again?" He sat on the edge of her bed, and looked away from her, staring at the pictures on the wall. His eyes drifting over the pictures, until he caught sight of one that caught his attention. He stood up and walked over to one that had been taken five years before. Jazz stood up and walked over, holding herself, with a slight smile and a sad look in her eyes.
"Remember that day? You had finally asked Sam to the dance. Mom and Dad were so proud. Dad tried to get you to wear a jumpsuit. Mom talked him out of it of course." She turned away and wiped the tear from her eye. Danny continued to stare at the picture.
He raised a hand and touched the edge of the frame. In it, he was standing next to Sam, both dressed to go to the dance, and behind them stood his parents. He touched Sam's face, and felt a tear fall down his face. He lowered his hand and walked over to his sister who had sat back at her computer.
"I'm leaving again, but I wanted you to help me find a place." He sat on the edge of the bed and waited for her response. She nodded and turned to the computer, opening the internet.
"Where do you want to go? And how will you pay for it?" She pulled up the search engine and waited.
"I'm thinking California. Somewhere I don't have to worry about people knowing me." He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, and held it out to her. Jazz took it and looked it over, before looking at him. She typed the address into the search bar and looked at the building.
"A bookstore? In Jump City? What makes you choose this?" Jazz looked at the price and nodded. "It's not a bad price, might be possible with a loan."
Danny nodded, and stood back up and went over to the picture. "I think Sam would have liked it, she talked about owning a bookstore in the future. And I think mom would have supported it." He chuckled and looked at her. "Dad would have been a bit sad that I'm not going into ghost hunting."
Jazz laughed and nodded. "Yeah, you're right about that. I can see his face, just pouting about it. Until mom would give him a cookie." Danny was actually smiling and laughing a bit at this point. "I'm going to go as soon as I can get a ticket." Jazz nodded, looking at him sadly, but smiling at the memory they just shared.
"I'll check flights. Just stay out of trouble, and stay close by." Jazz started to look online at flight prices. Danny nodded, and walked to the window. He opened it and turned into Phantom before turning invisible. Jazz turned and shook her head at the empty room, before jumping up and running to the window.
"You never told me how you were paying for this!" She yelled as she leaned out the window. She swore she heard a chuckle, and shook her head. She leaned against the wall and sighed. "Jump City little brother, how strange."
*Author's note*
Wow, I didn't expect this to get so many views so fast. Thank you to everyone who has viewed my story so far.
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or Teen Titans.