Okay peeps. Sorry for the wait, had some family issues. Writers block is such a fat cow too, and it still won't go away, but I've got till chapter 11 ready so I'm just gonna post them one at a time instead of the usual post-vomit I favor doing.
On another note
So the rents found out about a not-so-secret girlfriend of mine and were a wee pissed off. SO because they don't like their daughter being a lesbian, I missed my junior prom and they raided my laptop. If you read my stories, you understand what an epic DISASTER that is. However, I'm such a sneaky genius, I managed to get all the uh...incriminating...stories on a USB port and they were none the wiser. The point of telling you this is I might have some trouble posting things for a while. The rents also want me to type on the first floor of the house with the rest of the family cause they don't like me spending five hours in my room. It's going to be difficult writing my beloved VladxDanny with them hovering over me BUT I WILL PREVAIL!
...And that's pretty much it. Sorry again for the long update.
Vlad PoV
I felt perfect, so completely perfect. I woke later than usual, my internal clock failing me for the first time in twenty years. My head was oddly thick and I felt more relaxed than I ever had. Was this from sleeping in late? It took me a moment to remember where I was at and what had happened, but the shifting of a smaller body in my arms immediately brought back my memories at full force. My eyes shot open and I gave a start. Oh this was not good. He was going to hate me. Last night had to have been a dream, there was no way that Daniel Fenton was right now curled up in my arms-
"About time, Sleepy head." his voice was sarcastic, but light, cheery even.
I couldn't help but look down at him as though he had grown three heads. First of all, he was awake before me, which was a shock in its own right. But how long had he been awake just lying here? Where was the frantic screaming?
"Hello? Earth to Vlad?" he poked me in the nose.
"Daniel, are you feeling ill?" I muttered, not believing I was lucky enough for this to happen.
"No, why?" he looked affronted.
I blinked at him. Maybe, despite the fact the we're both shirtless and wrapped in each others arms, he didn't remember.
"Do you remember what happened last night?" I asked slowly, waiting for him to start hyperventilating.
"Uh, yeah. Kinda hard to forget that." he sounded so carefree. He raised an eye brow and asked, "Are you feeling ill?"
I blinked, a sense of awe coming over me.
"Just...a little...surprised." I explained the best I could, shock running through my system. Daniel didn't hate me. My god, he didn't hate me.
I blinked at him for a moment before falling back to the pillows, staring at the ceiling. Daniel propped himself up on his elbows and watched me with curiosity, his head tilled slightly in the most adorable way.
"I should have kidnapped you ages ago." I muttered, a smile finally worming it's way on my face.
He snickered.
"I know. To think, all I had to do to catch you off guard was a little tongue action. I could of been winning battles left and right!"
"If only." I rolled my eyes, sarcasm dripping from my words.
"Ha. You wish." he grinned impishly.
"Daniel, I don't need to wish." I said mischievously, smirking coyly at him.
Some where in the back of my mind, I was still shocked, but a wave of elation was slowly spreading through, erasing everything till I felt nothing but true happiness for the first time in twenty years.
"Are you sure your okay? Your smiling." he raised an eyebrow again and smirked.
"Gee, I can't imagine why." I rolled my eyes.
He stared at me for a pause, a pleased smile of his own resting perfectly on his face.
"You should smile more."
"I might loose my edge in the ghost zone if I did that."
"Oh, thats right, evil villains don't smile, do they?" he smirked, lying his head on my chest and looking up at me.
"Nope."
Daniel rolled his eyes.
"What? I'm not an evil villain to you anymore?" I mock pouted.
"Evil villains aren't good kissers." he said simply, a light blush rising to his face.
I stared at him. There was no way I was this lucky. My disbelief started coming back. Making sarcastic quips about last night is shocking enough, but the fact that he was directly acknowledging it? There had to be something else going on here.
"Why..." I started out hesitantly, hoping, praying, that this question wouldn't somehow ruin everything. "Why are you so calm about all this, Daniel?"
He looked away, unable to meet my piercing gaze, the blush increasing.
"Well...I guess it's because...you were right about that connection between us, but I mean there's more to it. I dunno. I guess I...always ignored it, ever sense we met, cause I didn't want to feel anything but hate towards you. But then I was here and you weren't being a total jerk and that feeling starting coming back a lot more and I couldn't figure out what it was till last night, and now I kinda don't...wanna go home."
Wait, he wanted to stay?
"I think I finally know what it is," his brow furrowed as he continued babbling. I hung on to every word. "Once I started listening to that feeling instead of pushing it away, I felt more, I dunno, together, you know? Like I found something I didn't even know I was missing. I felt...I felt..."
"As though, for the first time, you were finally whole." I finished quietly for him, gazing at his perfect face.
He looked up at me and slowly smiled, gratefulness shining in his eyes.
"Yeah..." he breathed.
We stared at each other for a while, feeling something timeless flow between us. He was watching me with-dare I say it?-love, and that bitter loneliness was washed away forever. I felt like living life to the fullest, as long as Danny was by my side.
"See? We both totally understand each other. How perfect is that?" I laughed slightly at his once again carefree voice.
"Perfect." I agreed, cupping his head with my hand, feeling the soft midnight hair.
Danny read my mind, leaning in close and pressing his wonderful lips against mine, absolutely no hesitation. We both shivered slightly as the electricity flowed between us, unbound and receptive equally on both ends. He moved to deepen the kiss and I responded, turning to lean over him, his back pressed into the couch. His arms snaked around my neck, hands playing in my hair again. I held his hip in my hand; it fit like a glove.
"I love you Danny." I breathed as we kissed, unable to hold it back any longer.
He grinned and clutched me tighter, elation jumping off his form. My hand trailed slowly up his chest, feeling the rivets of muscle and soft flesh. His delicate fingers danced over my skin, waking passion. We were lost to time once more in the darkness of the small theater, neither of us intending to resurface for a very long time.
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"Hey, you called me Danny."
His tone of sudden realization and wonderment made me laugh. Did he really just notice? We were already upstairs and eating.
"A little slow this morning, are we?" I teased.
"I've been a bit preoccupied." he smirked.
"But it's about time you learned my frigg'in name." he muttered after a pause.
"You do realize that 'Danny' is a nickname for 'Daniel', right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"So your name is Daniel, not Danny."
"No it's not. My birth certificate says Danny on it." he replied smartly.
"Does it? Must have been Jack's doing." I mused.
"Hey."
"Sorry, force of habit."
He rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly, returning to his food.
Turns out we'd been in that theater for a very very long time, and emerged into sunlight once more at the crisp time of two o'clock pm. I'd never slept in so late in my entire life. Granted, I wasn't sleeping so much as I was busy kissing Danny, but I still hadn't seen the sun till two in the afternoon.
"You know, we haven't had breakfast, or at least had it at the actual breakfast time for about three days now." Danny commented.
"I blame you. Your sleeping in problem is rubbing off on me." I said flatly.
"Oh, sure. Blame the teenager. Haven't heard that one before." He rolled his eyes skyward, bitter memories hidden in his tone.
"I'll bet." I scoffed sarcastically, shaking my head with a smirk.
As silence fell between us, my thoughts strayed to all the times Danny Phantom had been blamed for everything ranging from ghost attacks to higher taxes. Unfortunately that somehow got me thinking about how worried his family is about his disappearance which brought on an odd batch of guilt (more for the fact that Danny misses his family though) which made me face the fact that, if I looked at Danny's best interest, he really couldn't stay here forever no matter how much I wanted him to. Or how much he wanted to for that matter.
I know he misses his family. How could he not? I can't let him make such impacting decisions when he's no doubt on the same high of desire as I am. It's one thing to hold him against his will, but with last night...everything has changed. If I could do anything for him, I'd want him to be happy, even if that means returning him to his family.
But my selfish side puts up a strong fight. I really didn't want him to leave. Although, I do know of a way to satisfy any homesickness he has, temporarily at least, and at the same time I might be able to avoid any more schemes from Jasmine and his friends. But that would require a little confession. Ah well, he'll find out soon enough any ways. First things first, though.
I stood from my chair and walked over to the teen. He looked at me with confusion but I didn't say a word as I pressed a few buttons on his wristband and pulled it apart. I returned to my seat after throwing it in the trash can, catching Danny's look of mild surprise.
"Oh, I forgot about that thing. Thanks." he shrugged, putting it behind him and focusing on his food once more.
I waited for a moment, debating weather or not I should go through with my plan, but finally relenting. I couldn't keep Danny a prisoner here even though he wanted me too.
"Danny?" I started.
"Hmm?" taking a drink of milk.
"I have to go sign for a new company tomorrow, so I'll be gone a majority of the day..." I trailed off, watching Danny's reaction.
It was easy to see that Danny was putting two and two together. Removed wristband and a complete chance to run off to Amity Park while Vlad's gone? He slowly put the glass down and wiped his mouth with a napkin. The ghost maid came and removed our plates without a word as he gazed at me with a slightly suspicious look.
"I was serious when I said I wanted to stay." he said.
"Yes, I know, and I'm hoping that you'll come back. Preferably by 6 o'clock. I just figured you would like to go and see your friends and sister since they know your here."
His suspicion turned to shock.
"They know I'm here!?"
"Yes, about that..."
"What did you do?" he glared suspiciously, looking like he was getting ready to scold me.
"I didn't do anything!" Good lord, that came out too defensive. I took a deep breath. "Yesterday morning, while you were asleep, your family came here looking for you and asked for my help. Your sister and two friends were there to try and find you, but I kept too close of an eye on them to give them a chance. They left after vowing to return and save you from my evil clutches." I rolled my eyes. "I figured that since you probably miss them to begin with, you could go visit them while I'm at work and persuade them not to come busting through my doors on a rescue mission. It would be potentially disastrous if they walked in on us doing something...socially unacceptable."
He blinked, apparently just realizing that possible situation. Does he ever think ahead?
"Oh. Yeah it would."
He paused, obviously not angry that I didn't tell him about his family before hand.
"But how am I going to explain to my friends that I'm coming back here?"
"Simple," I shrugged. "Just tell them your on some heroic mission to turn me from my evil ways or some such nonsense. Sounds like something you'd do anyways."
"That's not going to hold them off forever."
"No, but it will for a while at least."
I fell silent. This...this was probably the best time to tell him anyways. Might as well be responsible and get it over with. My selfish tendencies won't help anyone in the end.
"Danny." I said quietly.
He tilted his head inquiringly.
"You can't stay here forever." I said gently.
He was silent for a good while, fiddling with his finger nails.
"Yeah, I know." he breathed. "But I want to."
He paused again, not finished with what he was saying.
"If things hadn't turned out like this, you would have kept me here forever anyways though, wouldn't you?" he sounded curious.
"Probably, but that's because I'm unashamedly selfish. Because of how circumstances have turned out, I can openly care for your well being without you getting suspicious." I paused. "Your family needs you Danny, just as Amity Park does. Not to mention school you have to catch up with. I'm definitely not saying you can't come back, but for your best interests, you need to return home soon. Probably in a week or so."
I wanted to kick myself. Of course he can stay here forever! Why are you sending him home? But I ignored my selfish side for once. It was best for Danny. Unfortunately.
"How often can I come over?" he asked quietly after a while.
"Anytime you want. I'd prefer it if you came back everyday, but that's a little unreasonable." I frowned, wishing it wasn't.
He looked at me with confusion.
"But we're all the way in Wisconsin. How could I come here everyday?"
Now I looked at him with confusion.
"Haven't you ever come here through the ghost portal? It's hardly a ten minute trip from my portal to yours." his face slowly turned from confusion to happiness.
"Really?" he smiled.
"Yes, I though you knew." I raised an eyebrow, a half smile on my face. He shook his head.
"So, like, I could come here three times a week with no problem?"
"I'd go with four." I suggested.
Danny grinned.
"Well thats not so bad."
I smiled, glad he was taking it well. He seemed a great deal happier, but I suppose thats because deep down he felt guilty to his family for wanting to stay here.
"I guess I should go home soon anyways. I do miss them."
I was tempted to say 'duh', but thats not a word.
"See? Always listen to me. I know exactly what I'm talking about." I smirked.
"Sure," Danny rolled his eyes with a laugh, "Next thing I know I'll be saying weird things like 'butter biscuits'."
"Better than your bad habit of cussing." I frowned.
"Hey, I haven't cussed in a while." he went to point at me but hit his funny bone on the edge of the table. "Ow, fuck."
"Daniel!"
He laughed.
The rest of the day we were basically attached by the hip, although a more appropriate description would be attached by the lips. I finally finished giving him that swim lesson, although it took much longer than necessary, but that might be because we were both shirtless again and he has such a gorgeous body...
Anyway, by that time it was past dinner, but neither of us were hungry. Instead I led Danny to my room and he showed me how to use my telescope. (I suppose it's rather sad when a person has so much stuff they don't know how to use it all, but I don't particularly care.) It was very educational and a little surprising at how much he knew about the constellations and how passionate he was about astronomy.
"How can you be so good at astronomy and so bad at math?" I muttered.
"All I can do is basic astronomy. I'm no where near good enough for the real stuff." he replied, a bit bitter.
I looked down at the long calculation he'd done in three minutes to determine the position of several different constellations for the next week and blinked. I don't even think I could do that. Of course I'd never tell him that for the life of me, but still, this was quite impressive.
He took his eye away from the glass and looked at the sky with a pleased smile.
"Found Mars. You might wanna get a good look now cause it won't be this clear for another five thousand years."
"Really?" I had to say, I was intrigued. But space travel never really interested me, I was always more interested in paranormal studies. The closest I'd gotten to studying space was UFOs, but that hadn't lasted past my teen years.
The small red circle in the telescope didn't look very fantastic from here, but Danny was captivated by it. It was much more interesting to watch him get excited about the different things he found. I made a mental note to purchase a much bigger telescope.
"Ah jeez, it's already ten o'clock and you gotta go to work tomorrow." he winced, glancing at his watch for the first time that evening.
"It's quite alright. This is much more interesting." I smirked, watching as he folded all his notes in a complied notebook a little haphazardly.
"You can set that on my desk and come in here whenever you want to use this thing. Lord knows I never have."
"Dude, how could you not?" he looked astonished. "It's awesome."
I placed an arm on his shoulder and led him back into my room, flicking on a passing lamp for a bit of light.
"I personally had more fun watching you." I commented as he set the papers on my desk neatly.
"Please," he rolled his eyes. "You see me all the time. But Mars-"
I kissed him suddenly, quickly turning his words into an incoherent mumbling as he started to melt against me.
"Mars," I whispered in his ear, "Is thousands of light years away. You are about two inches away and need to be closer."
He nodded with a slightly dazed look, throwing his arms around me and clutching me tightly. I pressed my lips to his his again, moving slowly and purposefully. Danny 's breath hitched slightly as I reached a hand up his shirt and traced down his back, his spine bending toward me as my fingers molded him. Deciding that standing was overrated, I took barely two steps and fell on my monstrous bed, taking Danny with me. I dimly noted that this was the first time someone else was in it with me, but I was much more focused on the certain someone to really care.
Danny straddled my hips, kissing passionately as his hands moved like water through my freed hair. I felt his body, wanting to possess it forever. I took his shirt away effortlessly and was surprised when cold air bit my own skin. I pulled away for a moment to see Danny holding my own shirt in one hand with a mischievous smirk on his face. I grinned, pushing him to the mattress and pulling his half naked form against mine, feeling it fit perfectly.
He moaned when I bit his neck, hands scratching my back as teeth scraped skin. One of his legs entangled with mine, toes curling. His hands moved smoothly up my bare chest and I returned to his lips, tracing the crevices inside his mouth and feeling him shiver with pleasure.
Eventually, I reached down lower, with the honest intention of simply getting him into more suitable sleep wear. I swear.
"Vlad, no." he said, sounded as though he'd rather say yes.
"I'm just getting you in your boxers, Danny. Can't sleep in blue jeans can you?"
He thought about it for maybe five seconds and nodded with a smile, letting me continue to unbutton his pants and slip them off fluidly. I could feel his rapid heartbeat when I placed a hand on his chest and I kissed him softly to calm him down.
After removing my own, I threw both pairs of pants to the floor, moving us under the warm comforters and hugging Danny close. Our forms were disturbingly pale against the deep red sheets, but it only made my Danny stand out more. He looked like an angel as he laid in my bed, wrapped in my arms.
He snaked one of his arms under my arm from beneath the covers, gently stroking my back and kissing me lightly. I caressed his perfect visage, the skin smooth and unmarred.
He kissed me one last time and looked into my eyes with a smile, burying his head in my chest and sighing contentedly. I ran my fingers through his dark hair, hugging him closer before I finally drifted off to sleep myself, taking a moment to reflect how wonderful companionship was. Especially in such a large bed.
Ugh. I suck at romance.