Short... I think its a little short... I'm sorry! I'll work on more later. I had to get things rolling a little : ) Enjoy!

Dash stared out the window as Mr. Lancer droned on about literature. He replayed the meeting with Phantom over and over in his head. He had found his best friend, only to find him dead. That didn't exactly help his mood. Soon Mr. Lancer announced something to catch his attention.

"Okay class, this week we are working on poetry designed to be catchy and not boring. Base it on a subject and get together with the partner I assign you."

Dash sighed and sat up from his desk. 'I guess I'm asking Kwan again…'

"Kwan is paired with Paulina. Ms. Grey is with Mr. Foley, and Mr. Fenton is with Mr. Baxter."

Dash heard the two geeks groan as they heard their assigned partners. 'Just great! I'm stuck with Fentonail…' Dash thought as the bell rang.

Before Danny could get away, Dash stormed up to him and grabbed his shirt. "My house at six. Be there, help make the stupid poem, and go home. Got it?"

Danny nodded silently as Dash threw him down roughly and stormed out of the room. Dash's face felt hot and bothered.

'Fenton's going to my house… I have to clean up…' he thought as he went to his locker oblivious of his anticipation.

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It was one minute to six. Dash paced his front door nervously. 'What if he doesn't show up? What if he decides to just do the whole project without me… what if…?'

Suddenly the doorbell sounded followed by a weird flash of light.

Dash yanked the door open to see normal looking Danny Fenton standing on his doorstep. "What was the light just now?" Dash asked.

Danny strolled into his house, pretending to not hear Dash's question. "Let's just get this over with. I need to meet Tucker soon."

Pouting, Dash slammed the door shut and led Danny to his room. Dash had made sure to straighten his bed, and pick up the clothes that littered his floor. He was a gentleman first, a bully second.

"Wow Dash, I never knew you could clean up so well…" Danny said as he plopped onto the bully's bed.

For some reason, that comment made him feel extremely happy. Ignoring his happiness, Dash pulled out his laptop from his desk and sat down with Danny.

"Okay Fenton, first we…"

"Can it kill you to call me by my first name?" Danny asked with a hint of annoyance.

Dash froze and stared at the scrawny teen on his bed. He felt so many emotions at the moment. He wanted to shove the boy in a locker even more now. He wanted to bring out all his anger on this loser before him. He wanted to…

'He reminds me of my Danny,' Dash thought as he saw how shy he was acting despite the obvious annoyance.

Fenton looked a little scared and wavering. He remembered the little boy sitting on that blue chair. Dash tried to remember the colors that boy had. Sadly, all that came up was a blur of suppressed memory. Maybe if he got some answers from Fenton, he could clarify that that boy from long ago, the ghost boy, and the high school punching bag were not the same person that had Dash's emotions spinning in a circle.

"Can we just finish this please?" Danny complained as he watched his bully gaze off into nothing.

Trying to get a reaction, the half ghost tried to wave his hand in front of the blonde boys face. Startled, Dash grabbed Danny's hand and looked at him with half lidded eyes.

"Fen… Danny?"

For some reason, Danny's heart jumped at the sound of Dash saying his name for the first time. It felt weird.

Dash leaned closer into Danny to get a closer look at the shocked teen, but he misjudged the distance and sent both him and his captive on the bed. Lips met, and regretfully to both boys, sparks flew.

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Dash had his eyes wide with shock. He had a girlfriend. Fenton had a Goth friend who was trying to be his girlfriend. This was wrong. It was horribly wrong, but it was right. Danny had equal thoughts, but he was thinking more on the lines of 'maybe I can risk my identity and phase under the bed.'

As Danny tried to gasp for air, Dash, in his awkward state, accidently slipped his tongue into Danny's mouth. Time froze at the moment. Slowly, Dash closed his eyes, placed his hand behind Danny's head, and deepened the kiss in a slow and meaningful pace. Lost in the passion, Danny's eyes lidded then closed slowly as he gave in. His attempts to get the jock off of him died as they were caught in the moment. Dash unconsciously pressed his wide chest across Danny's smaller one, receiving a stifled moan from the teen below him. Dash finally broke the kiss and panted as heat came over him. Danny looked up at him with sparkling blue eyes, trying to figure out how it went from doing a project at Dash's house, to smooching on his bed.

'This is no fake out make out, but I don't think Dash even realizes who he is kissing…' Danny thought as he stayed on the bed.

'I haven't even known him since this year, so why do I feel like I know him?' Both teens thought at the same time as they kept staring at eachother.

Dash brought up a hand to stroke Danny's face. Tears started to fall on the hand. Finally broken from the trance, Danny pushed himself off of the bed and ran out of the house. Dash realized the mistake he had made, and tried to run after his partner. When Dash broke out of the front door, Danny was already gone (flying above the city). Dash slowly shuffled back to his bed and fell onto the covers. With a moan, he fell on his bed were Danny had been lying.

"What have I done?" Dash asked himself, feeling emotions he had never experienced before.

It was all Fenton's fault. Even if it killed him, Dash wanted to face the nerd again at school despite what had happened. It was emotions, curiosity, or some random mix up from a guy and a girl. All Dash knew was that he had had his first kiss with one of the biggest losers in the school.

'No one would believe me anyways,' Dash thought as he drifted into a troubled sleep.

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Danny phased into his room and paced the floor with his white gloved hands behind his back and a worried look on his face.

"Why did he kiss me?" Danny asked himself.

Dash had been his bully ever since he had entered the school. It was like he had angered the jock before ever meeting him. Danny had just accepted it. Now that he had kissed him, the fact that he couldn't remember some things in his human form made sense. The barrier had been destroyed when Dash had kissed him, and his former memories had returned. Dash was his friend… then why did he hate him and kiss him?

"I bet it was curiosity…" Danny said aloud as he stopped pacing in the middle of the room.

"What was curiosity?" A familiar voice asked from Danny's bedroom door.

The halfa jumped in the air with a startled yelp before landing on the ground to face ease dropping Tucker.

"Tucker!" Danny yelled as he turned back into his human form and slammed the door.

"Come on! What's wrong? Did Dash bully you again?"

'Close,' Danny thought as he slipped on his pajamas and crawled into bed, ignoring his step brother as he drifted off to sleep.

'I'll have to avoid Dash tomorrow… but if I do see him, what will I say? How will I face him? Was he playing with me or…'

These thoughts circled Danny's head as he drifted off into a restless sleep, following a realistic dream.

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"You don't know how scrawny your body is?" A blonde boy said as he poked eight year old Danny's chest as they changed out into their regular clothing.

Hazmat suits were only supposed to be worn during work hours, and it was their lunch break as usal.

"No! I'm not that skinny! I'll grow bigger!" Danny yelled with defiance.

Dash puffed out his chest and straightened his back. "I'm going to be big and strong like my dad! Then I can take any girl I want!"

Danny looked to the floor and shuffled his feet. "I will too… but I don't think any girl would want me…"

"No way!" Dash exclaimed as he put his hand on Danny's chest. "If you were a girl, I would take you as a wife! You're so slim and pretty!"

Danny blushed slightly and looked away from his friend. Dashes slowly noticed were his hand was, and he removed it quickly, blushing himself.

"Sorry…" Dash said as they finished getting dressed.

Danny shook off his blush and took Dash's hand to led him out of the room to the cafeteria, never expecting the pain he would experience two days later.

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Danny tossed and turned before waking up in a cold sweat. How could he have forgotten that memory? It didn't really matter now. Things had changed.

Danny looked back at the clock and realized it was still midnight. Danny sighed and tucked himself back under the covers, hoping he would have a dreamless sleep.

Wow... how will they face eachother tomorrow? I got two words for those out there... Locker... room : D

Hope you all still like it! I don't think I did a good job on this chapter... I'll do better next time! Until then,

Chow! : )