AN: Some hinted Pitch Pearl for my dear Queen Trance.~
It wasn't often he acknowledged emotions, or that he had them.
After all, he didn't exist as a separate entity. Not to them at least. As far as they knew, Phantom was just another facet of Fenton, another face. Indistinguishable from the original, and certainly without his own thoughts, his own mind.
His own heart.
And most of the time, he was content to remain that way. He was a ghost, he had no use for emotion or feelings mucking everything up. Leave that for the humans.
And yet, it was the boy who managed to break through the cold that permeated him. Who filled him with warmth and light, things he hadn't felt since his life ended so long ago. So sue him, he'd become a mite territorial over the boy whose body he shared.
His lip curled as the goth girl slipped her arm through his. She caused him the most grief, with her ridiculous ideologies about good and evil, shoving Danny into the role of a hero with no thought as to the consequences he'd suffer.
Hot envy bubbled to the surface, and he retreated further into Danny's subconscious, doing his best to block out the joyful laugh that he hadn't caused.
Oh dear, careful there Phantom. Jealousy never led to anything good.
Hope you enjoyed!~