Okay, it's been a while, so I figure I might as well update. You deserve, really, you guys do. I didn't think this would do so well…thank you for the reviews! Here we go: Chapter 2: Violent Affections.

Disclaimer: I still don't own Danny Phantom…

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Danny stared at shock at his computer. No way… He thought to himself in amazement. There's no way Dash would… Danny smiled as he read the message over and over.

Meet me at the park at four

Does…can it mean that Dash might like me? Just a little? Dash had never extended an invitation to Danny. Ever. And even though Dash could've asked nicer…well, asked him instead of tell him, Danny still jumped at this opportunity. This wasn't something that he could ignore. What if Dash confessed his love for him? What if Dash felt the same way?

Don't get your hopes up. Danny knew all too well what happened when you had high expectations for these kinds of things. It was better to keep them low, so that if you were proved right you wouldn't be too disappointed, and if you were wrong…it was truly bliss. And bliss was exactly what Danny needed…This is the first time in a long time that I'm excited…

He looked at his clock and his heart started to pound. 12:36...damn! Why couldn't it be 3:50? He glared at the inanimate object, willing it to spin its hands faster. Nothing. Oh well, might as well pick out an outfit or something. I should probably let him know I'm coming.

He quickly typed out a reply, trying not to sound too desperate.

Dash, I'll be there.

-Danny

He smiled one more time before clicking send. He sighed plopped back onto his bed. He turned onto his stomach and absentmindedly traced circles into his bed sheet. But what if this is some sort of plan to humiliate me? What if he just wants to hurt me…

He looked down at the dark purple bruises on his arms. That's where he grabs me before shoving me against a wall, or a locker, or the ground… Danny had to try so hard not to get a hard-on when that happened. And it usually worked, but sometimes he had to jam a knee between them so that Dash wouldn't notice. No, don't think like that…this is it. This is what you want…Dash is practically offering himself to you. Just…whatever happens, I gotta tell him how I feel.

The giddy feeling left him and was quickly replaced with Anxiety. He was happy that it was early in the day. A nap will settle me…yeah, that's what I need. And when I wake up, it's off to Dash.

Sam made her way up to Danny's room. She and Tucker visited frequently, so they didn't need permission to enter house. They were practically family. She continued up the stairs then proceeded down the hall to his room. Not bothering to knock, she opened the door:

"Danny, I-" She stopped herself when she looked at Danny. Fast asleep…She thought, walking over to him and sitting next to him. She pushed aside his bangs and stared at his sleeping face. He was pale, not a sickly pale…but an elegant pale. Like a vampire. He didn't have a rugged beauty, or an effeminate look…but he couldn't be called handsome. He's so…pretty, She decided, smiling at his sleeping form, but his eyes are so dark. Why can't you sleep at night, Danny? What's keeping you up so late…? She (Jazz and Tucker as well) was constantly worrying about the boys health. It seemed to deteriorate on some days, and others he seemed fine…but a frown was usually plastered on his face. What kind of demons did he have to fight alone? Why didn't her trust anyone enough to let them in? Surely he knew that he couldn't do this all alone…Just look at him, he's so beat up…not counting what Dash does to him. Maybe he has a girlfriend? Her eyes narrowed at the thought of Danny having a girlfriend.

No matter what she said, she loved Danny to death. And him having a girlfriend? That wouldn't do. She made sure girls weren't interested in Danny…it was underhanded, it went against every fiber in her body to do so, but what other choice did she have? After crushing on someone for six years, you get desperate. She tried being like the other girls and "prettying" herself up. She tried flirting and other girly things…but nothing worked. She was just "Sam" to Danny. Not a potential girlfriend, not eye-candy. Just "Sam".

Her eyes trailed to his computer. He's still logged on his myspace…and he just sent a message? She quietly got up and strolled over to the computer desk and clicked on the message. Dash? Why would Danny message that ass? Dash was the Bane of Danny's existence, Sam just knew it. Dash always beat up the other boy, and got some sick pleasure out of it. And Danny didn't do a thing to defend himself. He lied to his parents, the faculty at school, just so Dash wouldn't get in trouble. And why? Sam had no idea. Why does Dash want Danny to meet him in the park?

She didn't understand. She read the message again, then read Danny's reply. Why? Why does Dash want to see Danny? Why would you agree to that, Danny? It's probably some plot to embarrass you! Sam glared at the computer screen and contemplated the consequences of confronting Danny about the current situation. It's probably not a good idea to do that…

Maybe he has his own plot to get back at Dash…? That must be it. But why wouldn't he tell Tucker or me though? She immediately dismissed that idea. Danny wasn't capable of plotting and carrying out a plan of his own. It wasn't that Danny was stupid, it was just that he was too kind for something like that. I'm not above that, though…maybe that's why he doesn't like me…She shook her head, she couldn't afford to be distracted now.

This was deeper than anything Sam could think of. And if Danny didn't tell her or Tucker about it, then he wasn't going to. Looks like Sam has some spying to do…sorry Danny, but since you're not gonna tell me…She took one more look at Danny before leaving his room. 4:00...I'll be there too, Dash. Be ready for serious ass kicking if you mess with Danny.

Of course you're coming. Dash thought smugly, reading Danny's message. There wasn't much of a choice for you to begin with. Dash had already decided that if Fenton turned him down, he'd show up at his door-hunt him down if necessary. Dash had made a commitment, damn it! And there was no way Danny was going to keep him from following through. And besides, who could resist Dash? He was the most attractive guy in the school, no other could even come close to comparing with his looks (At least, that's what his ego told him). Well, almost no one.

There's Qwan, too…And honestly, deep down inside, even though he's never admit it-Qwan was a better guy in almost every physical and mental way. Qwan was better at sports than Dash, even though it was slightly, and Qwan was smarter (By a football field). Hell, Qwan was a better person than Dash! He had looks, too, that made most guys envious. I mean, do you see that guys build? And he's Asian! Everyone's all over that these days…

But there was no way Danny could like Qwan, or vice versa…even though Qwan was the only person (besides Tucker and Sam) that was nice (Not hostile, at least) towards Danny. So…in a way, it would make sense that if Danny were gay, he'd go for Qwan (Foley doesn't have a chance, I don't have to worry about that.), right? No, I'm not gonna let that happen. I know I've been an ass, but he deserves it!

Dash let out a huff of frustration and restrained himself from punching the wall again. Calm down, don't angry over something stupid like that. Qwan isn't even that way…you don't need to worry about it. Just calm down…Try as he might, it didn't work. Images of Qwan and Danny flashed through his mind, and he punched his wall again. Damn it! That one kind of hurt… He looked at the identical fist marks in the wall, blood in both of them. I've really got to restrain myself…control that temper. He let out a few more controlled breaths before giving up.

Okay, screw that. He glanced at the clock. It's three already…A quick jog to calm down, I guess…then I'll see Danny. Yeah. I'll jog around the park, that'll take me at least half an hour…it takes about fifteen minutes to get there, and it'll take some time for me to change. Perfect, when I finish cooling off, it'll be time to see Danny.

I hope you're ready for the best thing to ever happen in your life, Fenton…

Hmm, shorter than Chapter 1. Sorry about that, but working in an office is sucking the creativity right out of me…stupid summer job. Well, I didn't wanna give too much away. But, it will get pretty good, trust me. Review, please?