A/N: Well . . . it's another chapter . . . and I'm running out of things to say . . .

BlueMouse: I'M BORED!!

Chibi: (blinks) I forgot about her . . . again . . .

BlueMouse: BORED!!

Kara: I think we should take the earmuffs and blindfold off now . . .

BlueMouse: BORED!!

Chibi: I think you're right. Anywho, while I take the blindfold and earmuffs off of BlueMouse, please enjoy this chapter and remember, I don't own Danny Phantom so please don't sue me!!

Chapter 5: Meeting Danny Phantom

Danny woke up knowing that his hair had changed from jet black to snowy white, his eyes from blue to green, and that he more than likely had a ghostly tail instead of legs. He sat up, phasing through the sheets and stretched, feeling the more muscled tone of his ghost form pull from the strain. He let out a breath, although he didn't need to breathe, or eat, or do most anything that humans had to. But the part that most reminded him that he was no longer living, was the fact that he no longer had a heartbeat. He sighed and floated out of bed and phased through the wall. He was headed towards the control room, phasing through ceilings, floors, and walls to get there faster, when he remembered that it wasn't just him and Tucker in the castle anymore.

What if Sam's awake and she starts looking for me?! Or rather . . . the human me?!

That thought made his eyes widen as he sped off towards the gothic girl's room. Staying invisible and intangible, he floated into her room and saw through the curtains around her bed that she was still asleep. He then noticed that it was really dark in there even though the sun had already risen. He looked over to the window to find that the blinds were drawn.

Let's lighten this place up . . .

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Sam woke up to the evil glare of sunlight hitting her face. She groaned and threw her pillow at the window, opening her eyes suddenly when she heard a grunt as the pillow hit someone . . .

"Jeeze . . . you sure got a good arm . . ." the boy said with a sheepish smile as he held his stomach and the pillow she just threw.

Sam had to blink a bit. She was sure that the sun in her face was causing her to have hallucinations. It seemed almost as if the guy was FLOATING . . . "Um . . . I don't want to sound crazy or anything . . . but it 

kinda looks like you're floating . . ." she said, her brain still waking up so she didn't realize that he was a guy . . . in a GIRL'S room.

The guy stared. "Um . . . it kinda looks like I'm floating because I kinda AM floating."

Sam rubbed her eyes and then looked at the guy again. He had white hair, neon green eyes, and a black hazmat suit with a white collar, white gloves, an almost see-though tail where his legs should be, and a logo of a D inside a P. Her eyes widened as her brain woke up completely and she screamed as she threw the other pillows on the bed at him. "Get out!! God, even if you are a ghost, don't you know it's wrong to enter a girl's room without permission?!" she screeched at him.

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Danny phased through the pillows and blushed a bit. He realized that he had made a mistake. "Sorry . . ." he said and quickly flew out the door, phasing through that as well. He waited outside a bit, mentally reprimanding himself on how stupid he was and listening to Sam's ranting, soon followed by the sounds of her combat boots hitting the floor with the force of a person's weight behind them.

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Sam grumbled angrily as she searched for her combat boots that she had kicked off the night before. "Stupid ghost . . . just because he can go through walls . . . doesn't respect the aspect of 'privacy' at ALL!" she fumed angrily as she pulled on her combat boots, after finding them near the foot of her bed, and then stomped over to the door and pulled it open, with her usual glare on her face, somehow not surprised to find the ghost waiting there. "Okay, you owe me a few answers. Who are you and why were you in my room?!" she practically yelled at him.

The ghost flinched. "I'm Danny Phantom, although you can just call me Phantom so you don't confuse me with Danny Fenton, because we are not, I repeat, are NOT, the same person." he said and then chuckled a bit nervously.

Sam, in her anger, missed the obvious denial caused by trying to hide something, and continued to glare at him. "Okay, now WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!" she yelled.

Phantom flinched again. "W-well . . . you know, just seeing whether you were up or not, and then I noticed that it was really dark so I opened the curtains and . . . hehehe . . . didn't really think that through . . ." he ended up muttering the last part as he rubbed the back of his head and looked down at the floor.

Sam sighed. "Whatever . . ." she said and walked right past him, noticing, that when she got near him, the temperature dropped a bit. Not to an uncomfortable extreme, but the change was still there. "So you're supposed to be escorting me home today right? Let's go then." she said, with her disappointment that she would have to leave creeping into her voice.

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Danny looked at Sam curiously hearing the disappointment in her voice. "Are you alright?" he asked, flying so that he was now in front of her, floating backwards as she walked.

"I'm FINE." she growled looking down at the ground.

"Really? Cause I'm sensing some disappointment. Almost like you don't want to go back home." he said once again changing his position to look her in the eyes. Unfortunately for him, this also gave him a view up her skirt, although he was too concerned about Sam to notice . . .

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Sam blushed furiously realizing what he was able to see from where he was and she immediately kicked him in the stomach and walked faster, not saying a word as she fumed. Not only had he hit the hammer on the nail, but he was a PERVERT!!

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Danny was clutching his stomach and laid against the wall as his ghostly tail turned into a pair of legs, the pants continuing the hazmat suit until they reached a pair of white boots. God, not only did she pack a mean punch, but her kicks were murder! He realized then that if he was paying attention, or had a perverted mind, that he would have been able to see up her skirt. "You idiot, Phantom!" he muttered to himself in a scolding tone.

I really need to learn to stay off her bad side . . .