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"So, that's the thing now?" Danny asked. "You two are gay? And together?"

They both looked at each other and dropped their hands to their sides. Stiles wanted to respond and say yes, but Derek beat him to it and answered, "No." Stiles looked down as Derek continued to look Danny in the eye. Danny gave them an "Aww" as he popped his lower lip out and pretended to be sad. "What are you doing here?"

"Not the warm welcome I was expecting from Beacon Hills."

"So, what, now you're a hacktivist kitsune?"

"Quite the combination," Stiles emphasized.

"Well, what can I say?" Danny replied, "I've been hard at work."

"So," Stiles dragged the conversation on, "how many tails do you have exactly?"

"Four."

Fuck, Derek thought. It's like Stiles knew what he was thinking as he looked at Derek in a scared way.

"Don't worry, though," Danny paced back and forth, "I'm not going to hurt you." He shrugged. "I just might be able to trick you though." Stiles and Derek looked at each other again. "However, if you do decide to get in my way, then I'll have to hurt you," he held his hand out as his eyes began to glow green. He was acting as if he'd been pulling something out with his hand, and that's when Stiles and Derek saw it. A tree branch started to grow immediately from afar and as it came closer to them, they began to see a small thing on the end of the branch. As the branch came even closer and closer, they saw an impaled body of a girl.

Stiles looked at Derek, as if to ask if that was the girl he heard, and Derek nodded. The two understood each other when no word was said between them.

"Danny," Stiles tried to wrap his head around all this. "Why would you do this?"

"Because I like to trick people, Stiles," Danny snapped his finger and the body immediately turned into dust and fell to the floor and he gestured the tree to move back, and it did. The boys didn't know what they were seeing. They were very confused.

"How'd you—" Stiles attempted to say.

"I have four tails. There's so much more that I could do." Derek and Stiles looked at each other again and gave that understanding look of we're fucked.

"So, stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours. I already told you about the consequences if you don't." He moved closer between the two boys and whispered. "I'll be your worst nightmare that you could never wake up from." He smiled and walked away from the boys and into the forest, as he slowly disappeared into thin air.

"Derek," Stiles held Derek's arm, "now I really don't have a good feeling about this."

Apparently Danny was able to put a force field around them that kept them out from everyone's sight. They found out when they saw a flash and began to hear Scott in the distance calling for them. They heard him from the left and as they saw him, Derek shouted, "we're here."

"What's going on?" Scott ran to them, "I couldn't get any of your scents."

"We have a problem," Derek said. All this time, Stiles had been looking at the ground, avoiding Scott.

"Stiles?" Scott ignored Derek and moved closer to him.

"I'm fine."

"Stiles, I'm sorry I wasn't there to keep Derek out." Derek looked at the ground and walked a few feet out of their way.

"Well, clearly we fixed things now," Stiles gestured to both of them.

"Why are you upset, then?"

"You kept it from me." Scott looked down. " He came to talk to me and you didn't tell me anything."

"You told me to keep him away," Scott softly said.

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't tell me when he asks about me or to see me."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm more than okay, Scott. Thanks for asking," Stiles asked for Derek's hand. He didn't care about Scott seeing. "Let's go, Derek." Scott stood in place. Derek wanted to deny him and let them talk it out, but he didn't want to pressure him anymore. He knew it'd been a long day for the boy. He simply whispered, "Stiles."

"Don't start, Derek. He deserved that and you know it." Derek hummed an okay behind the boy dragging him out of the woods. Scott heard that and felt even worse.

Derek asked Stiles, "Do you still want to come over?"

"It's been a long day. It's all really flattering, Derek, but I think I just want to go home right now."

"Okay," Derek answered, "can I still take you home though?"

"Well, considering I have no car," Stiles smiled, "I'd like that."

He didn't question Derek about what he said to Danny earlier; answering no when he asked if they were boyfriends. But it's okay. He knew he was right. Just because they admitted they liked each other doesn't mean anything. No one's asked anyone out yet.

When they got to Stiles' house, Derek pouted. "Are you sure you can't come over?"

"Derek, I know I'm going to regret saying I want to be home right now," Stiles held his arm, "but I promise that I'll make it up to you."

Derek tried to lean in for a kiss, and Stiles did also, but ended up giving him a hug. "Thank you," Stiles said. At least they were both on the same page with avoiding the kiss.

"You're welcome," Derek replied with his eyes closed, trying to hold on to Stiles as long as he could.

"I'll see you later, okay?"

"Don't forget," Derek winked.

"Yes, Derek, I'll unblock you." The two smiled at each other as Stiles walked towards his door. Derek couldn't help but wait to know that Stiles is completely safe and inside the house before he could leave. That, and the fact that he was checking out the boy's ass. He tried to get the thought out of his head and was just waiting for him to get inside. Before he opened his door, Stiles waved goodbye again. Once he got inside, Derek shook his head and called himself stupid for trying to kiss him again.

When he got to his house, he cooled down and was happy that he finally got something to work and that him and Stiles were on good terms. He couldn't help but feel bad about Scott though. He texted him and told him that it'd been Danny and that he was an earth kitsune with four tails and Scott didn't act sane at all. He was constantly asking Derek if he could recruit him into the pack because of how good of friends they'd been. Derek told him that Danny was different now and that he wasn't into any group work, as he'd clearly shown with his victims.

About an hour passed and it was now eight o'clock at night and it began to turn dark outside. Derek had showered and was now wearing a white tank and some sweatpants. His hair was wet, but well brushed. He heard a knock on his door and as he opened it, he saw Stiles.

"Hey," Derek said as he looked outside his door to see if anyone else had come, "what's up?"

"Hi," Stiles almost stuttered. He saw Derek in his tank and was admiring the view.

"What's going on? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, um…" Stiles was acting different than usual, he was more of a nervous wreck.

"I thought you said you couldn't come today," Derek asked. Stiles was silent. "Not that I don't want you here," Derek gestured for him to come inside, "come in."

"I— um," Stiles said as he looked around while Derek was closing the door.

As Derek turned around from closing the door, he tried to get Stiles to finish, "yeah..?"

"Uh…" Stiles kept staring at Derek's lips. After a couple of seconds, he attacked his lips, which pushed him against the door, and began to kiss him. Derek kissed back. They were both getting into it as there were face caresses and hip grabbing. Derek slightly pulled back, "Is this what you meant by making it up to me?" Stiles didn't respond and kept kissing him as Derek laughed in between the kisses. They slowly moved to the couch as they made out. Derek pushed Stiles down on the couch and got on top of him and began to kiss him again. After several seconds, Stiles took off Derek's tank and began to feel his back muscles, which eventually led to him feeling up Derek's torso. They both began to feel excitement as Derek took off Stiles' shirt and moved his hands down his body as well. He stopped as he reached his abs, since he didn't want to move too fast or make the boy dislike this. They continued to make out and Derek began kissing down Stiles' body.

He moved further and further down until he'd reached his abs, and as he neared his belly button, he saw his abs begin to harden, more than humanly possible, a small amount of dirt was also forming on his body. Derek moved back and asked, "What's going on?" Derek rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn't an illusion. He didn't know what it was. His body was changing in front him and his face morphed slowly to reveal that it wasn't Stiles. It was Danny. Somehow he'd managed to alter himself into Stiles, at least in Derek's mind, and took advantage of him.

"That was hot," he said as he grabbed Derek to pull him back into a kiss.

"What the fuck, Danny," he pulled back and reached for his tank to put it on.

"I couldn't stay out of your way," he said as he felt Derek's abs while he was trying to put on his tank. Derek punched his hand. "Ouch," Danny lightly smiled. "I was right though." Derek looked at him in disgust. "You like him. And he probably likes you. And you thought I was him, aww!" Derek walked away as he shook his head.

"Where are you going?" Danny gestured to his body, "We aren't done."

"What the fuck do you mean 'we aren't done'?" Derek yelled.

"I mean," Danny got up and walked towards Derek as he grabbed his arm, "we're not done yet." He put Derek's hand on his abs and moved it around. Derek was clenching his jaw. Danny moved closer and leaned in to kiss him, whispering "I know you want me." Derek stood in place, saying, "You disgust me." Danny smiled.

"It's okay, Derek," he moved back, "everybody comes back to the trickster." Danny chuckled. "They always come back." There was a small puff of smoke as Danny disappeared into the ground.

Derek was scared of what he might do. He didn't want him to tell Stiles. And he didn't want to tell Stiles. He felt so guilty. He knew that Stiles would understand, though, because he did think that it was Stiles. He would understand… right? Derek dropped his face into his hands and he let out a huge sigh. What have you done, he asked himself.

The next day at school, Danny showed up for the first time in a long time. Everyone was welcoming him back as Stiles and the pack were not. Scott was aware of what he was. He was constantly trying to get his attention, but Danny knew what he was trying to do. He was the True Alpha after all. Stiles was still ignoring Scott, and he showed it by talking to everyone in the pack but him.

Danny made his way to Stiles, "So, how're you and Derek?"

"What about me and Derek?" Stiles asked. Danny laughed. "We're not together," Stiles looked at the ground.

"Aww. Trust me," Danny pretended to be sympathetic, "something tells me he actually really likes you."

Stiles looked confused, but let it go.

"Are you busy afterschool today?"

"I guess not, why?"

"Can you help me catch up on what I've missed?"

"Fine," Stiles couldn't believe what he was saying, but maybe this way he was going to get on Danny's good side and he wouldn't bother them or do anymore harm.

"Perfect, I'll come over afterschool," Danny smiled.

"Cool," Stiles gave him one back. He was trying to be nice so he could protect the pack for a change and prove himself useful.

Afterschool, Stiles reached his house and within five minutes, Danny knocked on the door. Stiles opened the door to find Danny with his backpack on. Something was different though. He looked better than before, he was being seductive by one-strapping the backpack and showing off his arms, and he was wearing cologne. "Hey," Danny smiled while he had his arm leaned on the doorframe.

"Come on in," Stiles said after freezing for a second or two.

"Thanks," Danny smiled to himself.

"So, what did you need?"

"Well, coach told me to get a bunch of notes for chapter 7 in economics. I need some help with the math as well," Danny got his book out.

"Last time you needed help with math was like 9 years ago. You're a genius."

"That's flattering," Danny laughed, he seemed nicer than usual to Stiles, "but you miss a few months of school and you got all of this shit to do."

"Sounds fun," Stiles said, knowing the feeling since he'd done the same when him and Scott were new to the whole werewolf situation back in sophomore year.

"Let's see what I have here," Stiles jumped onto his bed and reached over for his backpack on the other side as Danny was checking out his ass. When he found his book, he sat back upright to flip some pages. Danny joined him on the bed, and after several seconds passed, he leaned down on the bed and used his arm to hold his head up, which again, showcased his muscles.

Stiles couldn't help but look before he gulped and thought, "Um… so you don't have the supply-side economics and demand-side economics notes, right?"

"No," Danny agreed.

"Do you have the notes on the kinked demand curve?"

"No," Danny replied, again.

"Do you have the whole game theory thing?"

"No."

"How about monopolistically competitive and perfectly competitive firms."

"Nope."

"Jesus, what do you have?" Stiles laughed as he looked at Danny, who was also laughing.

Danny's laugh turned into a smile as he was looking at Stiles. He stared at his lips and began to lean in. Stiles looked at his lips, as well, but he immediately backed away and stood up from his bed. "Uh, what was that?" Stiles pointed his hand. "What are you doing?"

"What?" Stiles remained silent. "You said Derek wasn't your boyfriend." Actually, Derek said that, Stiles thought.

"No," he went along, "but I like him."

"So? He's not your boyfriend."

Stiles looked at the ground yet again and frowned. "Stiles," Danny got up and he rested his arms around Stiles' neck. "I've had a crush on you since that time you asked if I thought you were attractive." Stiles recalled that time and smiled to himself when he remembered how idiotic he was. "Why would you ask me if you weren't interested?"

"That, um," Stiles gulped as he stared at Danny's lips, which were only inches away, "that was a long time ago."

"And you don't feel any of that anymore?" Danny leaned in closer and Stiles pulled away again. "Stiles, come on," Danny shrugged.

"I'm sorry, this is wrong," Stiles replied, "can we just study please?"

"Okay," Danny said, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," Stiles jumped onto the bed again, "it's okay."

"Okay."

The boys studied for a while and Stiles heard a car pull in and assumed it was his dad. Several seconds later, his bedroom door opens to reveal Derek.

"Stiles," Derek pauses to see the two boys on Stiles' bed, "oh, sorry. Didn't know you had company." He gives Danny a mean look. He'd hoped he hasn't said anything to Stiles as Danny puckers his lip to Derek when Stiles isn't looking.

"What's he doing here?" Derek asked.

"He's just here studying," Stiles replied. "Well, I'm helping him study."

"Can I talk to you for a second?" Derek gives Danny a fake smile. Stiles gets up and says, "Be right back," to Danny, who simply tells him that it was okay.

"What the fuck Stiles?"

"What?"

"You're helping him study?"

"Yeah… what's wrong with that?"

"He's a fucking murderer."

"No— he's a trickster."

"What's the fucking difference he still killed those people!"

"That's what we think…"

"So you believe him? You think he's actually up to something good?"

"I don't know."

"He— ugh. Just make sure you watch out for him okay? I have a strong feeling that he's hiding something."

"I will. Just go home, I'll let you know when he leaves so we can hang out, okay?"

"Okay. Please be careful," Derek says as he hugged Stiles. Stiles nodded and hummed a "mhmm." When Stiles went back to the room, Danny was up from his bed, looking guilty as ever.

"You okay?"

"No, are you?" Danny replied, "I mean… no. What was that about? Was he here because of me and him?"

"What?" Stiles looked confused, "what do you mean you and him?"

"Umm," Danny stalled. Stiles immediately thought of what might've happened and he clenched his jaw and pointed at Danny. "Stiles, I'm sorry."

"You little," Stiles turned to walk out the door. Danny got up and yelled for him to come back, "Stiles, wait—" before he stopped in his tracks and a smile came to his face.

Stiles went out before Derek could leave his driveway. He stepped out of the door and raced to Derek. He stopped reversing his car and moved up to park it once again to get out of his car. He saw Stiles running and he appeared to be crying. "Stiles, hey," Derek caught him, "what's wrong?"

"You fucking bitch," Stiles said, in articulation with him punching Derek's body a bunch of times.

"What the fuck?" Derek said as he accepted the pain.

"Why would you keep this a secret?" Stiles stopped punching him.

"What! Keep what a secret?!"

"You fucked Danny, didn't you…"

"Stiles, what?"

"Don't fucking lie to me! You two had sex…"

"What? No! We didn't! What the fuck did he say to you?"

"He told me about you two hooking up," Stiles cried. Derek looked away and sighed. "It's true isn't it? It's all true. You fucked him."

"No, I didn't, Stiles," Derek said, trying to think of something to say. He regretted what came out of his mouth next. "They don't call him a trickster for nothing."

"So, you're telling me all of this was a lie he made up…"

"He tricked you Stiles," Derek wasn't looking into his eyes. "You fell for it."

Stiles stopped crying. "I, um— I'm so sorry, Derek." Stiles recalled how he'd just tried to kiss him in his bedroom earlier.

"No," Derek started to feel the most guilt he'd ever felt, "don't be sorry. We all fall for tricks sometimes." He continuously regretted the lying,but this one was true... he thought Danny was Stiles and he fell for it."

"I trust you," Stiles smiled as he hugged him, "that's all I know." Derek accepted the hug without saying anything. He was mad at himself.

Derek heard someone speaking a little distance away from them. Danny was standing behind Stiles' front door. They looked at each other from afar.

"Hardball," Danny paused, "huh Derek?"

Derek shot him another mean look while holding Stiles.

"The truth always comes out," Danny teased, "even if it requires a small, tiny, little trick."

A/N: It's sad because I never thought I'd make Danny hate-able. Actually, I never thought anyone could make Danny hate-able. Oh well... first time for everything. Thanks to everyone who submitted reviews to me, they mean everything so I wanted to thank you for reading my story and enjoying it as much as I do! I'm so happy you're all liking it :)

P.S. I hope you enjoyed the little "Dannek" action earlier in the story ;) I'm so so so sorry if you thought it was all Sterek... I know, I know, I'm sad those two haven't even officially kissed yet... I know this chapter was a little more fast paced and a lot happened... but what do you think is going to happen now that Derek lied to Stiles about Danny? It's a tough situation he got himself into... Do you think he made the right decision? What if he was just trying to protect him? What if he didn't know how to explain it to him just yet? Or even worse, what if he actually liked it..? Find out more later on!