Hey, I'm back! I didn't forget about this…I'm almost done with work! Yes! But, unfortunately, I'm going back to school soon…But I'll update as fast as possible. So, without any further interruptions, here is chapter three of Lovely Lust:

Oh, wait, I lied! Kwan's name is spelled with a K, not a Q (Sorry, I'm used to a Q, that one of my friends name!). Thanks for telling me, everyone **Sarcasm

Hahaha, anyway, here we go:

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Chapter Three: Luminous Feelings

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At three thirty Danny's Alarm went off, and he quickly showered off and changed clothes. He fixed his hair (Why did he even bother, it always went back to its messy self in a few seconds) and shoved his shoes on, and was out of the house by three forty five. He was in such a state of bliss that he failed to notice the strange stares from Jazz and his parents. Everyone in the room had stopped what they were doing to watch the boy, all to shocked to ask him where he was off to.

"I'm going to the park, I'll be back soon." He said in an airy voice, not noticing the curious expression on Jazz's face, before disappearing behind the door, heading to his 'fated' destination. She stared at the door for a few more moments before sighing and returning to her book.

"Talk about bipolar…" She mumbled to herself, rolling her eyes. But at least he's happy…And that's all I want.

Danny kept a brisk pace, unaware of Sam trailing behind him. He's in such a hurry…but why? It's Dash for crying out loud! Why is he so eager? She huffed in frustration, but quickly covered her mouth. And he didn't even hear that? Whatever's on his mind must be pretty important…Her eyes narrowed. Danny can't possibly…have a relationship with him, right? No. That's ridiculous. She pursed her lips together as she watched Danny cross the street to the park. It's ridiculous. She told herself again, pushing that thought to the back of her mind. There's just no way that Danny is gay…at least for Dash. But…maybe Dash is gay? And he's forcing Danny to…I don't know, just stop thinking about it! I'll find out soon enough…

She ran across the street, ignoring the screeching tires and horns (not to mention those few cuss words) to follow Danny in the park. After all, I don't know where he's planning to meet Dash. That idiot didn't specify any location in the message…maybe they have a secret spot? Nah, if they did it wouldn't be in the park. It's so…public. She stopped and hid behind a tree, as Danny stopped by a park bench and sat down. Perfect, I can see and hear everything so perfectly from here. She smiled as she took out a book, a perfect cover up. What's suspicious about a girl reading at the park? Now, I play the waiting game.

She looked down at her watch. Three fifty eight…Dash should be here soon. But then again, the jock isn't known much for being on time. She leaned against the tree and raised her book, skimming a few paragraphs. I wonder what will happen?

Danny bit his lip, it was eight past Four already. Then again, we didn't specify on where we were gonna meet…I can't blame him for being late, right? Another few minutes passed and Danny felt his depression overwhelm him. I'll give him until Four thirty to get here…after that…He sighed. I still won't be able to get over him…

He rubbed his fingers together, another habit he had when nervous. I…wonder why he's late? He couldn't be hurt…he's too strong for that. But, he must have a good explanation, right?

Kwan threw his football up into the air, watching it as it spun gracefully down. Damn, why does everybody gotta be busy today? Even Dash is busy…I wonder what was so important today? He groaned as the ball bounced off his finger tips and rolled down hill. He stared at the ball as it tumbled down the hill, tempted to just leave it there. After all, he could just buy a new one…

Cut it out! That's what spoiled kids think like…He sighed as he slowly made his way down the hill, hands in his pocket. It was much too hot to be wearing his usual 'jock jacket', so instead he opted for a tight black V-neck shirt and black knee length shorts. Of course I had to drop the fricking ball from the highest hill, huh? Indeed, the Asian Kid (As he was often called) had to dig his heels into the hill to keep himself from running (or falling for that matter) down the hill.

He grinned to himself as he made it down the hill without any fall or slip, it was quite an amazing feat (well, for him, maybe. He was quite the klutz off the football field.) He looked at the ground, searching for the object, when he found it: right underneath a park bench. Hmm, someone's sitting there just my luck…Kwan wasn't much of a people person, even though he was quite popular. He usually preferred to keep to himself. Wait, is that Fenton? That's unusual…one, he's out, and two he's alone. As far as Kwan knew, Danny didn't go out that often, and when he did he was usually with Sam and Tucker.

"Yo! Danny, dude!" Kwan called out, noting how Danny jumped after hearing his name being called. "Hey, can you pass me my ball?"

"Where is it?" Danny looked down by his feet and to the side of him, looking for the ball.

Kwan laughed and replied: "It's under the bench." Danny blushed and quickly bent over to grab the ball before making his way over to the taller teen.

"S-sorry about that…" Danny rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes avoiding making contact. "Here you go." He passed the ball over to Kwan.

"Thanks Danny," He smiled at Danny before adding, "Hey! Since we're both hear, do you wanna play catch with me?"

Sam watched with curiosity as listened to the conversation between Kwan and Danny. That's strange…and here I thought he was here to meet Dash. She glanced down at her watch. It's four twenty…wow, Dash is late. But…why? None of this is making much sense.. She turned her attention back to the two boys. This is so frustrating!

She turned back to her book blushing when she noticed an old couple watching her with raised eyebrows. Stupid old people…don't they have anything better to do than to spy on-

She glared at her book and pressed it to her face. Well, that was hypocritical, Sam. Just ignore them, they'll go away shortly. Indeed, after a few more minutes the couple left, muttering things about "nosey girls" and how "creepy that was."

Well, no one was asking them anyway. She thought sassily, her nose turned up into the air.

Dash's run took a little longer than expected. He loved the feeling of running, and besides, unlike sports like football, he could just spaz out and think. Which was exactly what he was doing right now. I wonder what will happen if-when he says yes. Dash thought arrogantly. Well, we'll keep the relationship secret of course, and fuck a lot until I'm done being bi, and then I'll get with Paulina. Yeah, that sounds like a plan. He huffed as he began to run up a particularly steep hill.

But I wonder…will I ever get sick of doing Fenton? He blushed at the thought. Of course I will, cause I'm just experimenting. I don't want anything lasting outta this. He stopped at the top of the hill and took deep breaths, making sure to stand erect. I don't wanna get a cramp…again. He took a few more breaths to stabilize his breathing before beginning to walk around the park. He occasionally had to wipe the sweat from his forehead, the salty liquid burned like hell when it entered his eyes.

He walked for a few more minutes before checking his cell phone for the time. Shit! Four ten…I'm late. Fucking- He took a deep breath. Calm down, people have been late before. Fenton won't mind. At least-he'd better not. His eyes narrowed as he clenched his fist. Come to think of it, where exactly was I supposed to meet Danny? He slapped his forehead. I'm such an idiot.

Danny looked up at Kwan. "You want to hang out with me?" He asked shyly, though skepticism was laced in his voice. "Me, Danny Fenton?"

"Sure, why not?" He replied, looking at Danny with honest eyes. "You're by yourself, and so am I…so, why not hang out? We could really get to know each other…unless, you're waiting for someone else?"

Danny swallowed back the wave of pain that statement caused him. He didn't want to admit it, but maybe he thought too much of Dash. He's twenty minutes late…this is what I get for getting my hopes up. See? I should listen to my advice more often. He looked at Kwan again and smiled. Well, there's no point in me waiting for a lost cause. I…I can hang out with Kwan.

"Sure, that sounds fun." Danny agreed, grinning back. "So, we're just gonna play catch?" Kwan is so nice…how is he popular? I mean, popular kids aren't really that nice…Dash is a perfect example of that.

"Yeah, and then maybe we can get something to eat at the Nasty Burger?" He suggested, tossing the ball to slimmer teen. He caught it with surprised hands and blinked in shock.

He wants to hang out with me at the nasty burger? Kwan wants to hang out with me? More importantly, I just caught a football? "Yeah, sounds like a plan."

Kwan beamed at him. "Great!" He answered as Danny tossed the ball back. "Nice throw!" He called, flying it back at Danny. I'm…actually having a good time with him. Being around Kwan…it's comforting. It's almost as if he cares about me. His gaze moved from the ball as he thought, arms stretched out without purpose. I wonder where Dash is…

Due to his lack of focus, this time Danny didn't catch it, and it instead crashed into his stomach. Danny cringed in pain and doubled over, clutching his stomach. "Aw, shit." He muttered under his breath. "Sorry, Danny!" He yelled running over to him. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

Danny, though in pain, was still surprised at Kwan's kindness. "Y-yeah." He wheezed. "The-there's no reason for you to be sorry, it was my f-fault for not catching it." He gasped out. "Haha-ha." He winced as Kwan supported his back with one of his arms. He blushed at the contact. "N-no, really,it's fine!" He turned his face away, not wanting Kwan to notice it. I don't need a popular kid to figure out my secret…no matter how nice Kwan is, no guy wants another guy to like him…

"God, I'm really sorry. Shit, I should've-"

"What the hell is going on here?" The two boys turned their heads at the source of the voice, eyes widening in surprise (and a little bit of fear too).

"D-dash?" Danny stammered.

Sam watched the exchange, ready to pounce if Dash (or Kwan) dared to hurt Danny. Well, Kwan already did hurt Danny…but that was unintentional. I mean, if Dash or Kwan actually try to beat Danny up, I'll then I'll intervene. But…I really should stop it now... She stayed rooted to the spot though, crouching so she could easily run over. But…I don't want to make a fool of myself. Dash may not even attack. She snorted. Yeah, right.

But still, I'm interested to see how this plays out. Why does Dash sound so offended by this situation…? She examined the situation from every possible angle. Maybe because it looks like someone else is beating up Danny? He really does hate it when people beat up Danny…Danny is, after all, 'his target' and 'no one else's'. But that didn't make sense to Sam either. Well…I'd be mad because it looks like Danny and Kwan are having an intimate moment. Her eyes widened in realization.

Oh my God…is Dash gay…for Danny?

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Well, the chapter is longer than the last, that's something, right? Well, I hope you guys enjoyed it, read and review please!