Hello strange of the internet! First of all, sorry for this chapter being as short as the first one I wrote. The thing is I started writing the chapter and then I read SmilingAnne comment and as you may know if you read my ramblings, I didn't start writing this story with something like a plot sorted out, so I thought 'Wouldn't it be nice to write 3 options for chapter 5? The one I thought, one in which Danny meet Clockwork and one in which Danny meet Ghostwriter'. That's how three alternative story lines popped up in my head, but when I commented my awesome idea to my older sister, she more or less said that I was an awful writer, that it'll break the illusion of reality of the story and that it was my responsibility to choose the course of the story, not your burden. So... yeah, I've been in deep meditation, while you were waiting for a really short chapter :(
Chapter 5.1: Rest
Danny was crossing the Ghost Zone in auto pilot, his body pulling him mindlessly to the latest safe place his memory had record for. He was a total wreck and didn't know how he has managed to fly between portals without collapsing in the middle of the eternal nebula of the Ghost Zone when he let himself drop in the heavenly soft mattress of the second safest place of certain castle.
It had been a hell of a day for Vlad Masters. All those years of cultivating the exact distance between him and young Daniel to keep his sanity at bay wasted in seconds for a brainless impulse. He had made change his room's sheets for perfume deprived ones so not to spoil the scent of Daniel in his bed, just how badly that spoke of his state of mind? But he hadn't laid with his little badger in bed, no, he had resisted stoically the urge of crawling right over him. The extraordinary display of will's strength had turned his brain to mush. That and the reaction Danny had had to his most sincere confession. He had just fly off, without looking back, not even a spare word.
Vlad just wanted to crash in his bed and never wake up. At least the Daniel in his dreams did reciprocated his feelings. He hadn't even the force of will to fold his suit, just phased all his clothes off and climbed into bed. The sheets election had been definitely a great idea, he will have the most vivid dream in years. That was what he was thinking when sleep took over a smiley Vlad.
Haven't been more than a few hours when a dead weight crashing in bed startled Vlad from his sleep. 'What the...Daniel?' A lump very similar to Phantom had fallen face first next to him. Immediately an annoying flash of light blinded him for a few moments. It surely was one of his most realistic dreams, but was far to be one of the most pleasurable. Vlad tilted Danny's head to his side and could see a trail of dried tears on his cheek.
-"Oh, my Daniel, why have you cried?" Vlad hated the dreams when Danny suffered. Hadn't the poor enough amount of suffering in his real life?
-"Vlad?" Danny's voice was hoarse, as if talking were pulling an exceptional exertion to his vocal cords.
-"Hush my Little Badger, I'm here, everything is all right now" Vlad felt Danny's body stiffen in his embrace. He started working his hands across Danny's back, meticulously loosening the hard muscles in his slim frame. After a while Danny was beginning to relax in his arms, that was better.
Not long after that, Vlad was hearing the even breath of a sleeping Danny. He phase comforter and sheet through Danny's body and clutched him tightly against his naked form, relinquishing in Danny's scent. Vlad felt an innocent pleasure from the simplicity of the dream. Who would thought he was such a humble man that just Danny's heat next to him was enough to make him happy. Not that he could've done much more than hugging Danny, for being a dream he was utterly exhausted.
I'll may be posting the alternative chapters in separate stories, so to not mess whit this story content. Or not, and I'll just keep writing this story, I don't know, help?