AN: Hey everyone! Ok, I know I told you all that I wasn't going to start another story until I finished "The Ultimate Consequence" and its sequel, but this came to me the other day and it's been bouncing around in my head, driving me mad! So I decided, "Enough's enough! I'm going to post it!" And so….well, here we are. Hee hee. Anyway, I'm going to keep going with "The Ultimate Consequence" (don't know when I'm going to update, so don't ask.) And then I'm going to start writing the sequel, "The Ultimate Aftermath". After that, I'm going to start writing my trilogy (which, I might add has no connection to any of my other fics, including this one, "The Ultimate Consequence", "The Ultimate Aftermath", or any of my oneshots. You'll see why at the end of this one.) And after that….well….whatever comes to mind, I suppose. Hee hee. Anyway, I couldn't really fit my entire summary into the summary thing, so the full one is below this and above Chapter One. So enjoy!
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Summary: Danny is clueless. So clueless, that not only does he not know that his best friend is in love with him, he doesn't even know he is in love with her, too. He's too busy with Valerie to notice his feelings, let alone Sam's. One night, Danny misses a poetry slam he promised Sam he'd be at. She gets mad at him and goes missing. Danny finds out that Freakshow has been bailed out of jail, all charges against him dropped, and he's running Circus Gothica once again. Danny checks out the show and it turns out, the Circus has a new act: Sam. She is under Freakshow's control, more-so than Danny was. When Danny is captured, Freakshow gives him an option: either have Sam destroyed or work for Freakshow and his circus for eternity…as Sam's partner. Now, the two are partners for the circus's act and Sam is becoming more and more….appealing to Danny with every passing minute. But is that Freakshow's intention? And if so, why does he want Danny to fall in love with Sam? And how will Tucker and Valerie save the two?
(AN: Wow! That was a long speech! Lol. Ok, on with the show!!!!!!!!!!)
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"Kisses of a Goth"
By; PhantomPhorever16
Chapter One
"Danny…Danny…Dude!" Danny heard vaguely in the back of his mind. He was in the middle of biology class and lost in thought. Thoughts about Valerie, the girl he wanted more than anything in the world at the moment. He didn't know what it was about her. Well, he could guess. He wanted her so bad because he knew he couldn't have her. Teenage boys always wanted what they couldn't have. Why should he be any different?
She wasn't bad looking, either. She was one of the more attractive girls he had come across. And she was also nice, understanding, and friendly.
At least, when she wasn't trying to kill him.
Not him, per say. His alter-ego, Danny Phantom. When it came to the Phantom (or any ghost for that matter) Valerie shot first and asked questions later. Everything that had ectoplasm running through their veins was evil in Valerie's eyes. There was really nothing Danny could do about that, though. He'd tried so many times to explain to Valerie that he wasn't a bad guy, that he was just trying to help. But there was no getting through to her.
He knew that she liked him back. The pair had almost become an item not too long ago. Danny was prepared to give her his dad's old class ring and everything. But Valerie told him they couldn't be anything more than just friends. Why? Danny knew why. Because of Danny Phantom. Just another downside to his powers.
Danny was pulled away from his daze when he felt a sharp smack on the back of his head. "Ow!" he yelled, rubbing his head with his hand. He turned to see his best friend, Tucker Foley, smiling like the nerd he was. "You didn't have to do that," Danny said.
"Did too!" Tucker argued. The techno geek smirked. "You were drooling."
"No, I wasn't!" Danny exclaimed, but wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve just in case.
"Maybe not, but you were about to start," Tucker said. "You thinking about who I think you're thinking about?"
"Depends. Who do you think I'm thinking about?" Danny asked, tapping a pen on his desk.
"Valerie, maybe?" Tucker said.
Danny sighed in frustration. "Am I really that predictable?" he wondered.
Tucker nodded.
Danny sighed again. Perfect, he thought. Just don't let my enemies know that. "I don't know why but I can't get her off my mind," he explained to his friend.
"You talking about Valerie?" Danny's other friend, Sam, asked, quickly diving into the conversation.
"Oh come on!" Danny exclaimed.
The bell rang and the students leapt up from their seats, making a bee-line for the door. Danny, Sam and Tucker took a bit longer than the others to empty out of the room. "Glad that's over," Sam remarked, as the trio headed to the door.
"Tell me about it," Danny mumbled. "I'm just glad Mr. Lancer finally shut up."
"Mr. Fenton," came an all too familiar voice from behind him. Danny turned hesitantly to face his biology teacher, Mr. Lancer. The out-of-shape teacher was glaring at him with a look that could kill. "If you're going to talk about me behind my back, kindly do it when I'm not in the same room."
Danny laughed nervously. "Yeah, sorry, Mr. L," he apologized. "It won't happen again."
"I'd think not," Mr. Lancer said.
Before the teacher could say anything more, Danny and his friends turned around and ran out of the classroom as fast as possible. "Well, that was smooth," Sam chided, sarcastically. "I'm surprised you didn't get detention."
"You're not the only one," Danny said. "I've been getting up to my neck in trouble, lately. My parents are getting suspicious, even."
"That's never a good thing," Tucker said.
"Duh," Sam said. "What part of the phrase 'professional ghost hunters' don't you get?"
Tucker only crossed his arms and scoffed.
"Hey, you guys are coming to my poetry slam at Skulk and Lurk tonight, right?" Sam asked the boys as they rounded a corner.
"We said we'd be there, didn't we?" Danny said.
"I know," Sam said. "I was just making sure you didn't make….other plans."
"'Other plans' as in…?" Danny asked.
"As in Valerie related ones," Tucker butted in.
"Shut up, Tucker," Sam said, very annoyed.
"Sam, I promised I'd go and I am going. Don't worry!" Danny reassured his friend.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked. She wasn't so sure. Lately, she and Tucker weren't Danny's main focus. It was always Valerie this, and Valerie that. It was only reasonable for her to doubt her friend.
"Yes, Sam," Danny said. "I won't miss it."
She sighed. He'd better not, she thought. She was finally able to come up with a decent poem to read and she wanted Danny and Tucker to be there. She knew they wouldn't fit in with all the other Goths in the bookstore, but she didn't really mind. They were her best friends and she could care less if they were Goth or not. She just wanted them there. The threesome always seemed to be doing the things the guys liked to do. Going to action movies, going bowling. She should be able to choose what they do once in a while, right?
"Ok," she said. "I'm counting on you."
"You can. Trust me," Danny said.
"Yeah, Sam. He and Valerie won't be making-out or anything. Just relax," Tucker commented, smugly.
Sam gave him a dirty look. Tucker was yet again implying that Sam was jealous of Valerie because of all the attention Danny was giving her. And the truth was: Sam was jealous. Sam had been vying for Danny's attention long before Valerie came into the picture. She was the one who was in love with Danny. Why did Valerie catch his eye? She didn't even know. The whole thing was just frustrating. And when Tucker brought it up like that, it made her want to kill him. Kill him, bring him back to life and then kill him again.
Tucker took the death-glare as a sign to shut-up and did so. What's it going to take? Sam thought, even after Tucker buttoned his trap. What do I have to do? Who do I have to be to get him to think about me as much as he thinks about Valerie? Why is it so hard?
Suddenly, a faint whisper interrupted Sam's thoughts. "The darker side…" she heard a chilling voice echoing in her mind. "Who said that?" she asked her friends as they stopped at Danny's locker before going to lunch.
Danny looked at her in confusion. "Who said what?" he asked.
"Someone whispered something like, 'The darker side…' or something like that. Who said that?" she asked again.
Tucker shook his head. "No one said anything, Sam," he told her.
"Oh," she said. She was sure she had heard someone… or something whispering. But it seemed that neither Danny nor Tucker had heard it. "Well… it was probably just my ears playing tricks on me."
Danny and Tucker shrugged it off but Sam's mind stayed rooted on it. I swear I heard someone say that, she thought. And the weird thing is…
…That voice sounded familiar.