Enjoy. Yada yada this chapter isn't my favorite I had a whittier opening but it got deleted along with my ending and corrections and it's too late at night to do it again so yeah. Enjoy.

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"Die Scumbag Die! Woo!" Warren raise his arms in victory. "I'm the man!"

"No!.. Dude that was low." Kwan removed his headset and took a sip from the can of Coke next to him.

Warren got up to stretch his back. Four hours straight they had been playing and Warren and Danny had been more than merciless throughout the game. The sun was beginning to set like it did around 6 at this time of year but not one of the boys showed any will to leave.

"Don't hate the player hate the game." Warren walked around the crossed legged asian to where Danny was lying on his belly on the gray carpet, legs kicking the air like a perky schoolgirl. "Right D?"

"Right!" Danny high-fived Warren's outstretched hand.

"Whatever. I say you cheated. Rematch." Dash groaned from his place on the one of the two armchairs closest to Danny, shoving salty chips in his mouth. He was in direct view of a certain brunet's behind and wasn't planning on moving anytime soon. With every kick the brunet produced and every peek up his dark blue shorts he was one step closer to being permanently glued to that chair due to ...um... hindering circumstances.

"Yeah yeah. Just give me some time to recover from the total butt-whooping we just gave on you guys."

"Pfft. Yeah right. You got lucky." If it wasn't for Fenton's ass in my face I would have won hands down.

"Dash stop being a baby. We beat you fair and square... but if you're gonna be such a sore loser I have nothing against beating you again." Danny gave Dash a playful smirk that made the boy's heart flutter in a way he didn't quite dislike.

"Bring it on Fentonia." Warren and Kwan left the room to search for more junk food in the kitchen.

"Ok I will." Danny made to turn back to the flat screen t.v. against the wall but remembered something and turned back to to the blond. "Hey how are you doing with Hamlet? The test's on Tuesday. In three days."

"Hm, fine I guess. I get the plot and everything I just keep mixing up the names." Danny nodded thoughtfully.

"The names are kinda important though so be sure to study up. I bet with enough effort even the slug you call your brain can absorb that information."

Dash threw a mock punch at Danny which he easily dodged. "I mean it Dash. Study. My grade's on the line just as much as yours."

"Yeah I know now quit nagging me. If I fail it's cuz your teaching sucks not because of me."

"Bull. I've been tutoring Matt for less time than I have you and he's already got everything together. It's definitely you."

"Urgh. If you know any better you'll keep your distance from that guy. He means trouble."

"Matt? Matt Hanson? Trouble?" Danny laughed at the possibility.

"I mean it Fenton. That guy's not who you think he is. He's playing you for a fool and your falling for it. Just don't trust him."

"Look. I know you and Matt don't get along but you don't have to make up li-" Dash stood grabbing Danny by the collar and pulling him up with him.

"I'm telling you that that guy only wants to get in your pants!" Danny did his best to keep his feet on the ground while processing the information given to him.

"Why do you say that?" Dash paused, not sure how to answer without giving himself away.

"He, he just told me ok. Just trust me, he isn't the nice guy you take him for."

"Yes because you're such a trustworthy person. Dash just let go. Whatever happens with Matt is my business not yours." Dash threw the boy down on the couch.

"Just don't say I didn't warn you." At just that moment Warren and Kwan returned, arms full of potatoe chips and soft drinks.

"Did we miss anything?" Warren asked as he set the snacks on the coffee table pushed against the wall.

"No..." Danny stroked his neck where his shirt collar had been pulled.

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Danny walked into his bedroom followed closely by a laughing Matt. Sunday morning Matt had called and asked if it was alright to hang out that day. Danny having no reason to protest agreed and so the two met at noon and proceeded to have a fun time at the movie theater and then at a small family restaurant with a surprisingly calming atmosphere.

"Thank you so much for today Matt. I had so much fun."Matt blushed slightly and shrugged his shoulders.

"I hoped you would." Danny gave the boy a gentle smile and turned to pick up the Hamlet book on the bed stand. "If you want we can do a quick study ses-" Danny stopped talking when he felt hands grab him by the shoulders before turning him slowly.

Matt's green eyes found his blue ones and suddenly Danny realized how tall Matt really was."I don't want to study." Matt's face was only a few centimeters away from Danny's. He could feel the boy's warm breath on his face and it left him clueless as to what to do next. Danny looked at ground. "W-well. We could f-" Matt's hand took Danny's chin and soon the sandy haired boy's lips captured the raven's. Danny's eyes fluttered closed and he felt Matt wrap his arms around the raven's slender waist as he deepened the kiss. The kiss was gentle but not light. Soon Matt's tongue was exploring Danny's mouth, encouraging Danny's tongue to do the same. A few minutes later Danny felt the bed hit the back of his knees and he was pushed down on it with Matt's body on top. "Matt." His voice was soft, almost a whisper, and if the older boy heard he didn't show it. The kissing resumed and even though it felt good, really good, Danny knew it wasn't what he wanted. Wasn't what he needed. Who he needed. It was Matt's hand trailing up his shirt that snapped him out of his lust induced trance. He pushed the older boy off but when he went back down and attached himself to Danny's neck Danny had to use some of his Phantom strength to keep the boy off.

"Matt! We can't!" Danny got up and stood next to the bed.

"Why not?"Danny hugged himself, rubbing his arms.

"You know why not. You're supposed to be helping me get together with Dash, not...you know." Matt rolled his eyes from his place on the bed.

"Dash? Danny I thought we already went through this. Dash has no interest in you. Look man I tried but you can't make a guy change his sexuality like that. I'm sorry Danny that's just how it is." Danny nodded silently, sadness in his eyes.

"I know but maybe there's still some chance. Maybe he might consider it if-"

"If what Danny? What can possibly make a straight guy gay? I told you didn't I? What he said." Depression took hold of Danny's heart. He knew that the possibility of Dash ever even remotely being interested in him on a romantic level was zero to none but it still hurt so much to hear. Especially after what Dash had told Matt.

"Yeah." Danny breathed.

"Good. Danny don't look like that." The jock walked up to Danny and held him in his arms. "You knew it was probably going to end up like this." Matt pushed Danny away a little so that he could look him in the eyes."Besides Dash doesn't deserve you. But I like you Danny. A lot. I can make you happy. Why don't you chose me instead? I would never hurt you. Please?"

"Matt," Danny pushed the jock away."I'm sorry but it has to be Dash whether I like it or not."

"But he doesn't want you!"

"I know. And I won't wait for him to. But it can't be you. I'm really sorry."

"Danny."

"Please leave I have to get ready for bed." With a slight nod Matt left the room and a few seconds later Danny heard the front door close too.

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The locker room was full of boys on Monday afternoon. Sweat and antiperspirant mingled in the air, forever mortal enemies. Dash pulled his shirt down, slammed his locker door and left the room backpack in hand. As he turned the corner he noticed a certain menace leaning against the wall. He decided to pretend he didn't see him and just walk past him. As Dash passed Matt's line of vision he heard "Baxter! I have some news for you." Dash continued walking until heard, "About Danny." and the against his best judgement the blond stopped and turned to face his rival.

"What?" The smaller teen smiled contently and skipped up the awaiting blond.

"It happened yesterday."

"What happened yesterday?"

"Well,"

"Just spill it Hanson. I'm not in the mood." Matt tip toed to Dash until his body was almost flush against the other teens and his mouth was close to his ear before he whispered "Danny's a pretty good kisser." Dash pulled away so quickly he was expecting whiplash.

"What? Stop talking bull Hanson. I'm sick of it." Matt gave him a smirk.

"It's not bull, Baxter. Yesterday I finally got Danny in my arms. And he liked it."

"Hanson, stop this crap right now, you didn't.

"Oh, but I did Dash, I did. His lips were sooo sweet. I could have sworn it was his first kiss. Oh and the way he moaned my name. I swear I almost came right then." Dash had had enough he picked up the smaller jock by the collar and drew his hand back for the punch.

"That's enough." He said between gritted teeth.

"Not for me. His body is too enticing. I think I'll get to taste it soon though." Crack! The smirk on Matt's face was wiped off by the fist it came in contact with. Blood dripped from his nose which was most likely broken. Dash was about to go for another hit but figured it wouldn't be too bright of an idea to have a fist fight in the hallway. He settled for dropping the blubbering boy and walking out of the building. Matt's curses could be heard all the way down the hallway gurgled by his bloody nose. There was no doubt somebody would be coming to investigate soon but Dash wasn't afraid of the consequences. Matt was to egoistic to admit that Dash had beat him up. What he was afraid of was that through all his gloating Matt had looked genuine which made things a lot harder for Dash. Danny can't like him. Can he.

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Me: "My awesome DP Ending Chat got deleted. Why!"

Warren: "Maybe we can recreate it. How'd it go?"

Ten Minutes Later

Warren: "Ok guys no ending tonight. We had technical difficulties. Goodnight."

Me: "Do it."

Warren: "Not in this lifetime! G'bye"

Me: "Aw! It was only a feather duster Warren you don't have to be such a baby!"

Warren: "Not happening!"

Me: "Warren!"