Beep, beep.
"Stop.."
Beep, beep.
"Someone turn it off!"
Beep! Beep!
"Aggh!" Vlad punched his alarm clock and looked at the time after the beeper quieted down.
It was 7:46 AM.
"Fudge!" He shouted into his pillow, curling up deeper under his covers.
"My, my, aren't you cute when you sleep?"
Every muscle in his body tensed as Vlad shot up, looking around for any sign of the ghostly intruder.
"Daniel! Show yourself!" He growled, cobalt eyes flashing crimson for the briefest of moments.
Daniel appeared upon Vlad's command, a predatory smile on his lips.
"'Morning, my dear," he greeted.
Vlad gave him a rather flat stare, memories of the night before flashing in his mind.
"Daniel! Get. Out."
Daniel didn't so much as wince, only floated above Vlad's bed with a happy glint in his eye.
"Miss me, Vladdie?"
Vlad's eye twitched, a physical reaction when he was either pissed, confused, or annoyed.
Right now, he was all three.
"What was that last night, Phantom?! Why..why did you..you.."
Phantom smirked,"Why did I kiss you? Hm, because you look deliciously divine and I knew I wouldn't be able to restrain myself forever?"
Vlad groaned, flopping back on his bed.
"Ooh," Daniel singsonged,"How convenient.."
It took Vlad approximately three seconds to figure out what his enemy meant. In that time, Daniel was already straddling Vlad.
"S-stop!" He gasped, cobalt eyes flickering around wildly,"I-I don't w-want-"
Daniel cut him off,"You don't want this? Oh, Vladdie.. This says otherwise."
He gave an experimental jolt of himself in Vlad's lap, and Vlad was then aware of the hardening bulge under the blanket covers.
Shitshitshitshitshit, Vlad's mind repeated frantically.
Daniel smirked, leaning forward and kissing Vlad's temple.
"Oh, I also heard you talking in your sleep.." He added shamelessly.
"Something about,'Oh, Daniel..that feels really, really nice,' and,'Fuck, Daniel! You're so big!'"
Vlad was now probably the same red as his ghostly irises.
Both out of anger and embarrassment.
"But.." Daniel looked a little uncertain, even worried, now.
Vlad snorted.
As if Phantom had that right.
"You didn't want me to stop last night, did you?"
Vlad didn't agree. To be fair, though, he didn't exactly disagree either.
"Daniel, I-"
The older halfa bucked his hips again, releasing another cry from Vlad's lips.
"Oh, God.." Daniel moaned, enjoying the sight of his young enemy writhing beneath him.
Vlad clenched his teeth to stop from making any more noise, but such efforts were in vain when Daniel bucked again.
"Can-can you n-not d-do that!?"
Daniel, ever the one to be a smug bastard, arched a white eyebrow.
"What?" He rubbed himself against Vlad's erection again,"You mean this?"
Vlad nodded, not trusting himself to use words at the moment.
Daniel shrugged, lifting off of Vlad.
"Fine, then, my dear," he muttered, and proceeded to walk away.
Vlad reached out for him,"Wait!"
In his haste, however, he slipped from the bed and landed hardly on the carpeted floor.
He groaned, but got on his hands and knees.
Panting, he looked up at Daniel.
Neon green eyes traced over every nook and cranny of Vlad's body, suddenly making the young halfa feel vulnerable and exposed.
"I do so want to take you..but you're not ready.." Daniel whispered, most likely to himself.
"But...but.."
When Daniel tried to walk off again, Vlad hopped to his feet and gripped his arm.
"Hey!"
Daniel paused at the snapping.
Suddenly Vlad remembered just who he was snapping at, but the anger and frustration that confused him wiped away all sense of rationality.
"You can't just..just turn me on like that only to leave like two minutes later!"
Vlad glared at Phantom,"What-what if-and I'm not saying I want to, but theoretically-what if I didn't want you to..to s-stop?!"
Vlad found himself, in the next moment, pinned against the dorm wall.
He gulped, fear replacing his burning anger.
"Are you really ready, Vladimir?"
Vlad couldn't meet Daniel's gaze.
"No, I didn't think so."
Daniel left after that.
Hours later, Vlad was done scrubbing away his shame and confusion along with dirt from his skin and currently sat down at his desk reading. Or at least, he was trying to do so.
Ever since last night, Daniel just wouldn't leave the driver's side of his thoughts. He sighed, placing his book down with remorse as he let his mind play out the different fantasies that could have been from last night and this morning.
His grumbling stomach interrupted his heated thoughts, though, and Vlad was reminded he had hardly eaten the day before.
Standing and slipping on a brown jacket over his baby blue turtleneck, Vlad grabbed his car keys and made his way down the dorms to the parking lot.
He supposed Jack and Madeline had already gone out to eat lunch, so he made his way over to a small diner he sometimes liked to order from.
The drive there was a lot longer than it should've been, and Vlad could've sworn several times that he saw the familiar flash of neon green eyes in his car's mirror.
He blamed it on the damn paranoia Phantom put in his head.
Upon ordering his usual sandwich, Vlad sat down at a booth next to a window and watched as soft flurries of snow drifted down to touch the earth below.
Even after he had finished off his meal, Vlad stayed like that; his cobalt gaze just overlooking the vast wintery weather of Wisconsin, his mind nearly blank.
A soft tap on the table drew him out of his thoughts and he glanced up, double taking to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
In front of him stood none other than Daniel Fenton, famed billionaire bachelor who never, ever went out in public (or at least, not to small diners).
He had gorgeous black hair, with bangs that swept gracefully over his electric blue irises and muscular, smooth tan skin.
His build was rather impressive, and while the other customers in the small dinner gaped at him in awe or jealousy, Vlad just glared with spite.
This man, Daniel Fenton, was also Daniel Phantom, who did hold a somewhat striking familiar appearance to his ghost form.
Though in his Phantom form, black hair became a flowing bright white, round ears becoming pointed at the tip, usual casual deep red or dark blue hoodie and jeans becoming a skin-tight black suit with a flaring white cape. Perhaps the most noticeable change of all that had captured Vlad's attention from the beginning was the change of eye colour; Fenton's eyes were a mellowed, slightly guarded beautiful shade of blue, whereas Phantom's were a soul-piercing neon green that constantly held a hint of mischief in their wake.
Vlad turned his attention back to the snowflakes outside, though he was very much aware of the older halfa's presence.
Despite learning of Daniel's true identity not but two days after battling him, Vlad declined time and again Daniel's offer to join him. Although Vlad yearned to learn about his powers, about everything, he couldn't give up this sort of hero-complex he had. Daniel always told him that would be his downfall.
Then again, Daniel also kissed him.
Look how well that one turned out.
Daniel slid in the booth across from Vlad, waiting patiently.
When Vlad knew Daniel wouldn't leave unless they spoke, he sighed and turned to the man in front of him.
"What is it you want, Daniel? Oh, that is, aside from my body."
Daniel grinned. Vlad's eye twitched.
As if he had the nerve to-
Daniel leaned forward, his muscles rippling at the action,"I want you. Not just your body, Vladimir. From the first day I saw you, I knew you had potential to become something greater-and not just evil or good. True, my intentions didn't seem to steer off..in that direction," Daniel explained, gesturing as though that would make his words any clearer,"until I kept seeing the way you looked at me, the way we'd fight; our battles aren't like anyone else's, Vlad. Don't you think it only makes sense that we would be together, since we're the only two hybrids in existence?"
Vlad hesitated at that, pausing a moment to take it all in.
"But..why?"
Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose,"Why what, my dear?"
Vlad felt Daniel's impatience growing, so he got to the point, "Why did you kiss me last night? And this morning? Why didn't I stop you? Why are you making me feel things I normally wouldn't feel towards you, of all people? Why do I say your name so many times in my sleep? Why do I get these crazy dreams about you bending me ov-"
Vlad halted in his many questions when he noted the route they were going down.
"Well, Vladdie, all I can say to that is perhaps you need to figure yourself out a bit more, and.."
Daniel stood, tilting Vlad's head up and whispering in his ear,"That the feeling's mutual."