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Say Uncle - A Danny Phantom-verse Fic	By : AccioLucius Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Het- Male/Female Views: 7107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 26

It was late when Vlad settled into his makeshift bed in the Fenton's den. He felt strange now having a bed all to himself. Roz never went back to her own room in Colorado after her first night in his. He couldn't help but frown at the empty space beside him, even though Roz was only a floor above him.

A lamp on his right shined just enough for him to read what was in his hands. In his lap lay Roz's black journal. Vlad had picked it up to begin reading when a note fell from the very first page.

"Vlad,

Before you read anything else, read this note. This isn't just a day-to-day journal, but a collection of all my thoughts about you. Since I met you over a year ago, there hasn't been a day where I haven't thought about you. You started showing up in my writing almost every day, so I started this book just for you. I've been meaning to let you read all of this; I just don't know when I'll finally let you. You mean the world to me, Vlad. You have for several months, actually. I just had no idea then where we would end up, but I've never been happier.

Take your time reading this and know that someone truly and deeply loves you.

~Roslynne"

Vlad's heart hammered against his chest as he finished the note. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he reread it once again, letting his feeling of joy spread throughout his entire body.

"You won't have her fooled for long."

Vlad's eyes shot up to the other side of the room. Standing just outside reach of the lamplight was Danny. His arms were folded and fists curled.

"Why, Daniel." Vlad greeted the other halfa with a smirk. "It's about time you said hello. I was beginning to think you didn't want me here."

As he rolled his eyes, Danny caught sight of both the note and journal resting in Vlad's lap.

"Is that Roz's journal?" he asked as he pointed to it. When the man didn't answer, he rushed forward to grab it.

Vlad quickly gathered the black book in his hand and held it away from him. His response was a raised eyebrow in warning.

"You're sick, Vlad," Danny spat as he turned to leave. "Wait until she hears-"

"She gave it to me," Vlad interrupted, anger creeping into his voice. He held a vice-like grip on the journal as Danny turned back around to face him. He knew the intimate details of their relationship were bound to be written within those pages. Even though part of Vlad wanted to rub it in the teen's face, he also knew that the same teen was still just a child.

"Then why are you trying to keep it from me?" Danny shot a smirk of his own.

"Because she gave it to me, Daniel. For me to read and for that purpose only." Vlad lowered his eyebrows at the boy as he spoke in a hard tone.

Danny almost laughed. "I don't believe you. She doesn't even let her best friends read that."

"This one," Vlad drawled as he casually held the book up, "is quite different. She made it specifically for my eyes only. Your sister and I are close, you know that."

"Exactly, my sister. You're just…"

Her lover, Vlad thought as Danny trailed off.

The two shot looks of annoyance at each other before Danny shook his head and turned his eyes away. "Just stay away from her, Vlad."

Before the man even had a chance to respond, Danny turned and quickly stalked out of the room. It was just as well – his persistence had quickly grown tiresome to Vlad. He sighed angrily as he resumed is comfortable position.

Vlad opened the journal and flipped back and forth between the pages. Some of the entries his eyes caught were quite small, perhaps just fragments of thought. But as Vlad got closer to the end of the book, the entries grew pages in length.

He wondered just how much, if any, Roz had written about the Plasmius situation. Vlad admitted to himself that he was nervous to read over those entries. The two of them still hadn't sat down to completely talk about what happened. He only knew that Roz had forgiven him, but now he was given the chance to see just what he put her through.

He needed to start light, though, so he flipped back to the very first page.

"May 21st

Well, what to say about finally meeting this Vlad Masters guy? First of all, I'm sitting in a castle right now. In the middle of Wisconsin. Seriously, Dad? We couldn't come visit before now? This place is unbelievable. As for Vlad…I don't even know quite what to say. He's certainly not what I expected Dad's old friend to be like. I was expecting someone awkward and nerdy, but he's so self-assured. And gentlemanly. I wasn't expecting that, but I guess being charming comes with the territory of being a wealthy bachelor. If anything I'm just relieved that he isn't ghost obsessed, so maybe getting to know him won't be too bad. And he's kinda hot."

Vlad chuckled at the last sentence. Both at Roz's need to express her admiration of him and her attempt to hide it by writing it so small. He quickly started on the next entries.

"May 22nd

I think I've found a new friend in Vlad. We talked literally all night. He actually listened to me...it was a nice change. He was also able to empathize. It's amazing having someone who can relate to me, someone who isn't family. I can't help but feel bad about what Dad did to him, even if it was an accident. It seems like it's still a sensitive topic for him. Poor thing needs a hug. He seems so lonely."

"May 25th

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm not quite ready to leave Wisconsin. I just don't want to leave. I feel at ease here. Freer. Sadly what I left at home didn't stay at home. They always ruin everything. I was beginning to hope this weekend would end well, for my Dad and for Vlad. It doesn't seem like that's going to be the case, though. Even so, I'm glad I came. Vlad was a breath of fresh air. I hope this isn't the last time we speak."

"May 26th

Alright, got the rich man's digits. Looks like I get to keep my new friend after all."

Vlad laughed then as he set the journal down for a moment. He didn't know he had made such an impression on Roz so suddenly; he had thought she was simply a friendly and caring person. It made sense, though. Whenever he wasn't busy pining after Maddie, Roz was nearby ready to strike up yet another conversation.

Not that he minded. Vlad had been reluctant of meeting Jack and Maddie's children, but Roz was different. He truly enjoyed getting to know the young woman, and he too had found someone who could empathize with him.

As his eyes began to ache with tiredness, Vlad flipped through random pages of the journal. He would read each and every one of them thoroughly in time. He would also be slow with them, so he chose just one more particular entry to read before turning in for the night.

"September 2nd

It's official – Vlad has the hots for Mom. I'm pissed. I don't know why, but I just am. I wish I had been the one stumbling through the Rockies with Mom, winding up at Vlad's front door. Maybe it's best that I didn't. I'd love to see him again, though. Is it weird that I want to take a trip out there by myself?"

She was jealous, Vlad thought with a smile as he lay down. She was jealous of her mother– of the feelings he had for her and the time she got to spend with him, even though it too ended as a terrible stay. As he turned off the lamp, Vlad's fingers tingled with anticipation to read more. Instead, he sighed happily and closed his eyes with a smile.

Above him, Roz too snuggled happily into her pillow. She hugged herself as Vlad's shirt hung loosely around her body, his cologne the last thing she sensed as she began to drift to sleep.

"What is that scent on you?"

Roz tightly cringed and held her eyes closed at the deep, raspy voice. She remained silent an unmoving, hoping he would go away. But he never did. He was just as persistent as Plasmius.

A ghost of the Middle Ages, a doctor, floated on the other side of the room. He wore black robes and a black beak-like mask that covered his eyes. "I heard your voice earlier, so thrilled you had returned-"

Roz gasped and jolted to alertness as the ghost pulled on the collar of Vlad's shirt. "but not with the scent of this man on you," he finished.

Roz shook in his grasp. This ghost, Elias, was her secret nightmare. Plasmius was reminiscent of him, the way he was demanding and dominant, but Plasmius' touch was much different. Elias didn't excite her in the slightest. He had only ever terrified her.

"That man will destroy you," Roz cringed as she struggled for her freedom. When she broke free, she turned to stare the ghost in the face. "You're not going to scare or stalk me anymore, no ghost is. Once I tell him about you, he'll break you in half you son of a bit-"

Roz muffled the rest of the word as Elias put a hand over her mouth. "Such language," he whispered as his fingers began to dig into her skin. He used the back of his other hand to brush against Roz's face. "This man of yours will see torment you have never thought from me if you breathe a word."

"He's not just any man, Elias," Roz smirked at him. "You'll see."

"Will I?" Even though his eyes were masked, Roz knew he was raising an eyebrow at her. Elias floated back to the far side of the room where he first appeared. He chuckled. "You certainly know how to keep me enticed. Welcome home, Roslynne."

Roz angrily threw a pillow at the ghost as he disappeared. Her parents used it on occasion, but Roz only let one person call her by her full name. Tears of rage began to well up in her eyes.

Not caring where she was or who would find her in the morning, Roz quickly left her room and headed for the den. She found Prussia carefully exploring the hallway and picked her up along the way, stroking her fur in an attempt to comfort herself.

She found Vlad breathing slowly and heavily. She didn't want to wake him, but couldn't deny that she was too scared to sleep by herself. Setting Prussia down on the floor, Roz crawled under the covers. Her arms wrapped around and clung to him.

"Vladimir," she whispered against his chest. She said it with a smile, but it didn't stop her voice from shaking. But the man was in a deep sleep, so Roz was left to whimper all to herself.

AN: Aw yeah, new character. Bet you weren't expecting that. R&R, please!
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