Sorry for the long wait, but I'm back in school now…it's hard transitioning from summer to school…the first week was really hectic for me, and the weekend was spent sleeping…I needed it. Hahaha…anyway, here's chapter 5:

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Chapter 5: Conflicting Emotions

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Danny sat on his bed, running a hand through his messy black hair. Why is it that I can't get over him? We didn't even have anything…not even friendship. He makes my life a living hell on a daily basis! He made it clear he doesn't want anything to with me anymore…so, why do I still want him? He leaned back into his bed and rubbed his tired eyes.

After all of the crap that Dash had put him through…especially after what happened that day, Danny had every right to hate him. Any normal person would have hated Dash…But then again I'm not normal. He let out an exasperated sigh. But in a way, it's normal to still like him. It's not like you can stop loving someone in a single night. But Dash is certainly making it easy. His mind wandered back to Kwan.

Well, I suppose a better question would be why Kwan is being so nice to me. It's…strange. But not unpleasant. A hint of a smile flashed over his face as he remembered spending time with Kwan at the Nasty Burger. It's just so weird. People can't go from bullying to being your friend that quickly…right? But then again, he didn't really bully me. He bit his lip as Dash's threat rang through his mind.

I can't believe he would start a fight with his own friend! And over me…Guilt overwhelmed Danny the second the thought crossed his mind. I'm not ruining their friendship…am I? And though he would never admit it, Danny was flattered. After all, how often did two hot guys fought over you? Well, they're not really fighting over me…but still…

"Goodnight, Danny." Jazz called through his closed door, interrupting his train of thought.

"Hmm? Oh! Night." He answered back.

Jazz…What was with that smirk she had on her face? He thought back to earlier that night when he first walked through the door. It could be because I've been so withdrawn lately…but wouldn't she have asked why I wasn't hanging out with Tucker and Sam? What could-. His eyes shot open. Does she know…? No…impossible. I've been so good with hiding this secret…impossible. A yawn escaped his lips and he turned on his side. Well, there's no point in pondering this now…it can wait until tomorrow…

And for the first time in months, Danny fell into a peaceful sleep with a smile on his face.

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Tucker stared intently at his computer, fingers interlaced, arms resting on his desk. Sam had just left his house…after telling him some interesting news. Could it really be counted as news? It's more speculation than anything else…but still, it's very probable. He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. He couldn't stomach the thought of his own friend-Danny-

Dash I can believe. Tucker thought to himself. I mean, it would explain why Danny is always his target, and why no one else can touch Danny. That's believable. But Danny? It was an absurd thought. There was no way that Danny could be gay.Well, that explains a lot of Danny's behavior as well. Why he refuses to report Dash…why he's so uncomfortable in the locker room with all the other guys…and why he's been slowly drifting away from us. He doesn't think he can trust us with that kind of secret. Tucker couldn't really blame him either. It's not like I'm homophobic…but it's Danny! It's just not…right. He frowned at his own answer. Okay, I am homophobic, just a little…but maybe he's not gay..?

"Argh!" He groaned. Now that THAT thought is in my mind…I won't be able to let it go until he proves it wrong. Damn it Sam! Why did you have to tell me? He rolled his eyes at the thought of Sam. You don't want to believe it either…you wanted me to prove you wrong…because you like Danny. He truly did feel sorry for Sam, because even if Danny was straight (which he might be), there was no way he would get together with Sam. After all, he believes friends should stay friends. So, I guess I'm safe?

A soft laugh escaped his lips. Sorry Danny, I didn't mean for that to be offensive to you…He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. I can't believe Sam wants us to confront Dash about this on Monday! He's gonna fuck us up! His eye twitched at the double meaning of his own words. Ugh, I have to expand my vocabulary. But…I guess it's better than confronting Danny about it? He leaned back on his computer chair and stared at the ceiling. No…the only thing Danny would do is lie about it-if it's true-and then change the subject. He wouldn't kick our-well, my ass like Dash will. I wonder-

BAM!

His chair flipped over and his head slammed onto the floor. Hard. "Ouch…" He groaned, holding his head. Damn…gotta remember NOT to do that when I have a girlfriend.

"Are you okay, Tucker?" His mother worriedly asked, already kneeling beside him. "Can you see me? How many fingers am I holding up?"

He groaned again. If I ever get a girlfriend, that is.

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Sam lay curled up in her bed, crying silent tears into her pillow. Damn it, Danny! Damn you! Even though she knew a man was as capable of choosing his sexuality as he was the color of his skin, it made her feel better-she had someone to blame. It wasn't fair, but nothing in life was. Obviously, look at the situation I'm in. It was a unique situation when you thought about it: Girl loves Boy who loves Bully Boy. How many stories went like that?

She snorted at the stupidity of it all. If she was the goth she claimed to be, she should've been over it already. But she wasn't…and she wouldn't for a while. Love took so long to recover from. It wasn't like anyone she knew would understand. Tucker was shallow, Jazz was condescending, and Danny was the person she loved. How awkward would that be to explain? She gripped her bed sheet tighter at the thought of Danny.

Her mind flashed back to the scene earlier that day and she let out an irritated huff. …He did seem happy. Well, happier than he usually is. Maybe Kwan…She glared at the thought. I'm going to have to get used that fact, huh? Danny's gay. Her eye twitched. He's gay and he doesn't like you. Another twitch, and this time it was accompanied with a fist clench and sigh.

Well…I can't change Danny…and because I'm his friend…and because I love him…I want him to be happy. She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. But no way in hell will I allow Dash to beat me in any way, especially when it's Danny's love. her lips curled into a cruel smirk. So, the only logical thing to do is sabotage him..

And make sure that Kwan wins.

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**Adult content, though heavily censored**

Kiddies beware!

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Dash locked his bathroom door and turned the shower on, hoping the splashing water would be loud enough to cover any noise he might make. It had been such a long time since he degraded himself to, well, touching himself…but he was frustrated, and was so sure he would've had Danny in bed by now-or at least as a boyfriend. No, not a boyfriend…only gay guys and chicks have boyfriends…

Shaking his head, he loosened the towel around his waist and watched as it dropped to the floor. He ran his hand over his smooth stomach, enjoying the feeling of hard muscle. He bit his lip when as he gripped his member, stopping himself from moaning. Shit, I'm acting like a virgin…

Images of Danny flashed threw his mind, and his anger instantly returned. Fuck you, Fenton. He let out a moan as he picked up pace, sweat beginning to form around his brow. He used one hand to lean against the wall, bracing himself. He wouldn't last too much longer. Sad…usually I can go on for hours…you're really fucking me up, Fenton. His body shuddered as he reached his climax, a loud groan accompanying it.

Panting, he put his whole weight against the door and closed his eyes. I've never wanted anyone so badly…it's almost like I need him. He laughed and shook his head. Fuck it all…I guess I am a fag. He slammed his head back against the wall. Why didn't I just suck up my pride? Why did I have to be so fucking jealous over nothing? You hate me now, huh, Danny? I bet you're with Kwan now…

He glared up at the ceiling and dug his fingers into the door behind him. No…no way in fucking hell am I gonna give up that easily.

You will be mine, Fenton.

Kwan stared up at his white ceiling, hands rested behind his head. He had just finished showering and was contemplating sleep. It had been a long day, hadn't it? He took out his phone and scrolled down his contact list. Danny.I never really disliked him…it was always Dash who hated him. I wonder why? Danny's pretty cool once you get to know him. He stifled a laugh. I just spent a day hanging out with Danny. Danny Fenton. One of the three most unpopular kids in school. Won't Paulina be surprised?

He rolled his eyes. She's such a superficial girl…I wonder when she's gonna grow up? Then again…these are the very people I hang out with. The better question would be when am I going to grow up? He looked back to Danny's name. Well, it wouldn't hurt to text him goodnight, right? Yeah it would, that'd be gay.

"You can be gay together."

Dash's words rang through his mind and his anger instantly returned. He's just jealous that someone else was around Danny. I wonder why? What does he have against Danny? I don't remember Danny ever doing anything to him. But of course, Dash really doesn't need a reason to be an ass. Still! There are a lot of people nerdier and geekier than Danny-

A confused look crossed his face. Since when was I so concerned with Danny? When did I start caring so much about him…? Maybe I shouldn't hang around Danny so much. He brings out the true me…but is that a bad thing? I mean, why should I care about what others think of me? He thought for a moment.

"Because being popular gives me a place to belong-I'm not so…isolated if I'm surrounded by people." He whispered quietly, laughing. He shook his head and rolled onto his stomach, reaching for his lamp string. Sleep…that's what I need. After a good night's rest, I'll be fine.

Right?

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I apologize for the long wait. I'm been swarmed with work, and I've been trying to work on this. But DAMN! My senior year is already difficult…wish me luck! Or at least less work…after all, less work means quicker updates. Thank you for staying with me!