Hmm...is this chapter early, or perfectly on time? :P

Chapter 5: Fights

Tucker kept giving Danny and I odd looks all day. However, he did keep his mouth shut about what had gone on that morning. Whether he did this of his own accord or because Danny kept giving him the scary eyes, I will never know. All I knew was that I was damn happy he didn't try dragging us into another horrifyingly embarrassing situation.

Tucker wasn't the only one sending me weird look though. Danny was constantly sending worried looks my way, Tucker's antics had not caused him to forget the nightmare he's witnessed. It didn't surprise me that he was so worried about it, not only had I been Plasmius in that dream, but I was also about to kill him. There was an unspoken, but not missed, question in his eyes. Just how much was Plasmius affecting me?

I had already turned into him once, even if only for a few seconds, and with these nightmares it was pretty clear there was something wrong. I didn't like to admit it, but Plasmius had more control over me as a whole than he should have. I remembered Dan and got a pretty good idea of what was going on.

Dan had been a combination of both Danny's and Vlad's ghost halves and while Danny's pure power took control, it was the evil lodged deeply inside of Plasmius that took control. Now, I had both Plasmius and my own ghost half fighting inside of me. The only reason Plasmius hadn't won yet was because I still had my humanity intact, something Dan didn't have when he was first created.

Plasmius hadn't won yet. Key word: yet. It pained me to admit it, but with as much as he was affecting my subconscious, it was only a matter of time before he found a better foothold and wriggled his way into the forefront of my mind. I needed to get rid of him somehow.

The obvious choice would have been to let the frootloop, Masters, have him back, but I couldn't do that. Not only would that make Masters more of a threat than he was with his money alone again, but I was pretty sure Plasmius would come back with more power than he had before. I had gained nightmares of death and destruction from the evil ghost, and my gut was telling me that said ghost was slowly draining some of my own ghostly power.

Plasmius was a leech, and I was his victim because I held the power he so desperately wanted.

The final bell of the day rang, dragging me out of my troublesome thoughts. I waited for Danny outside the building so we could walk home together while Tuck ran to his own apartment to grab the ecto-guns he'd recently finished fixing. What the GIW would do for a guy with his skill; Tuck would be priceless if they ever got their hands on him.

I wanted to hold Danny's hand so damn badly as we walked back, but I restrained myself knowing what the rest of the school population would think of us. This was an all boy's school after all. I wouldn't care, but Danny might.

You okay, Sam?

Yeah. Do you mind if I hold your hand?

Why would I care? We are dating.

I know, Danny. I'm just worried about what everyone else would think.

Why should you give a damn what they think? I sure as hell don't.

I gave him a slightly question glace, I knew exactly what he meant, but I also knew that if he said anything else, it would really make my day.

Sam, I don't care if people think we're gay. We both know that's not the case, so why should it matter that they don't know that? Their the idiots that can't see the beautiful princess walking in their midst.

Yup. Totally made my day. I felt a blush rush to my cheeks as he said that and then took my hand into his own. People instantly took notice, but I didn't really give a flying fuck what the hell they thought of us.

Well, I didn't until Dash showed up.

"Well, well. Looks like Fentonio has a little boyfriend."

"Go away Dash." Danny's voice held a venom that wasn't there moments beforehand.

"Why? Afraid your little wimp of a boyfriend will get hurt?"

I saw Danny's mood change ever so slightly. "No, I'm more concerned about your health." I could practically see the rather idiotic idea forming in Danny's head.

Danny, don't do anything stupid.

Don't worry, Sam.

You know damn well that only makes me worry more.

I could say the same thing to you.

Ignoring that.

"My health? You and your little boyfriend are the wimps, and your worried about MY health? You sure you got your head on straight, Fenton? Or do I need to fix it for you?"

Danny snapped. "Oh, if only you knew, buddy." Dash threw a punch that was easily avoided by Danny. A dodged kick nearly sent Dash to the ground.

"Baxter! Fenton! Break it up!" You know, I never thought I'd say this, but thank god for Mr. Lancer.

"He started it, Mr. Lancer." Oh shut the hell up, Dash.

Thankfully, Lancer seemed to have had enough of Dash's antics this time. "And that must be way you were throwing all the punches." He was actually on our side this time. Dash must have really pissed him off recently for that one.

"Baxter, I expect to see you in PASS for the next two days, and detention for the rest of the week." Dash started to protest, only to be cut off by the vice-principal. "No 'buts', Mr. Baxter. It's about time I stopped turning a blind eye to your antics." Where the hell had this side of Mr. Lancer been every other time we needed his help?

"Fenton, your not off the hook either. I'll be seeing you in detention tomorrow and the day after. And if either of you skip detention, you will be in PASS for an extra day on top of your existing punishment. Do I make myself clear?" They both stated their affirmations and Lancer turned to leave us.

Dash shot us a rather nasty glare, but opted for leaving as well.

"Well, that could have ended a lot worse." Danny remarked a few moments later.

"Yeah, you're telling me." And as if on cue, Skulker decided to appear and pick a fight. We just avoided one fight, but now we were going to have to face another. Great.

Yeah...I'm not even sure where this chapter came from... We went from Sam over analyzing things, to some fluff, to fighting... my mind must like to jump around...

And for those of you that don't know. PASS is a punishment my school uses. I don't remember what the exact acronym is, but it is basically in-school suspension. You get trapped in a silent room all day with nothing but busy work and day-dreaming to keep you sane.

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Invisible One