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Experimental Love	By : Kyuugi Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 4392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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It was the end of the third week and Danny was very pleased with Phantom’s progress.
Not only had he managed to become fairly fluent in English, but he had also picked up many things with only one or two repetitions.
Eating, walking, things that were simple and learned early in life had caused him no problems. Motor skills were still a bit lacking, but really, it was only the end of the third week. Danny hardly expected him to be perfect from the start, that was why he’d proposed to teach the boy.
What Danny was now realizing, was that Phantom wasn’t just smart, he was genius material. His parents were noticing the heavy incline of Phantom’s progress as well, only they weren’t as pleased with it as Danny was. Still, they had kept their end of the agreement and let Danny continue, making him happier then he’d ever thought he’d been in his life.
It hurt though too. He’d walked in on his parents last night. They had still been in the lab when he got there for Phantom’s lesson. He only knew that when he’d walked in he’d seen Phantom arched up in pain on that table.
His father had been forcibly restraining the boy, the straps having snapped at some point, and he saw his mother with a small box connected with wires to Phantom’s chest.
He had nearly stopped breathing when he realized it was a shock box. They were purposely sending bolts of electricity into the poor teen’s body. His back arching so hard it was a wonder that it wasn’t broken. Phantom’s mouth open in a silent scream, tears streaming down his face as the bolt suddenly stopped, body falling back to the table with a thud.
Danny hadn’t been able to move or breathe, he could only stare. Stare because it hurt. Oh God did it hurt. His chest felt like it was being torn in half and he vaguely felt the pain in his hands as his nails bit into his skin.
Phantom was sobbing. Short gasping breaths that shuddered with his jerking body; hands and feet still clenching and curling from the electricity, face red from exertion and pain
They had noticed him then, standing by the doorway with his backpack at his feet where it had fallen, hands clenched at his sides.
Jack had pointedly turned away and started removing the pads from Phantom’s chest. Maddie had guiltily met her son’s gaze before slipping off her gloves and pulling her husband from the room, leaving everything for clean up later.
Danny had run over to Phantom, pulling the boy to his chest as he felt tears drip down his own cheeks. He pulled the boy down until they both were on the floor, all the while cursing his parents and that horrible metal bed.
Phantom had clutched Danny fiercely, sobs muffled by the shirt the other wore, and curled up as much as his broken body would allow. The naked skin was no longer smooth and pale, but was now marred with barely healed scars and bruises. Naked and vulnerable as he pushed himself closer and closer to Danny, as if touching Danny made the hurt go away.
"You didn’t tell me that they hurt you like this."
Danny was quiet as he said this, rubbing hands slowly over Phantom’s shoulders.
"The big one told me not too. He said he would never let me see you again!"
Phantom’s sobs grew in intensity as he pressed himself closer, and Danny tightened his hold on the other’s shoulders in response, his anger threatening to overflow any minute.
"What else did they do?"
It was a question, but barely.
Phantom shook his head. "Don’t know. Never know. They don’t talk ‘cept to yell…"
His sobs were residing, but his grip hadn’t lessoned and his face was still pressed into Danny’s chest, fingers curled tightly into the fabric there.
Danny had felt hopeless. There had been nothing he could do. Phantom didn’t know what they were doing to him, only that it hurt. His parents had been avoiding him lately and even Jazz seemed a bit standoffish towards him.
He was losing his family as he gained a…a…
A what? A friend? No, that didn’t seem right. Danny knew how he felt towards Phantom was more then just friendship.
A Brother? No… that wasn’t it either. It was different, new, not like anything he’d ever felt before. Not with his family, not with his friends, not even with Paulina. It was something MORE then what he knew how to describe. He had no words simply because he could not explain it.
It was like when he had tried to describe colors to Phantom, only to realize that while everyone seemed to know everyone seemed to know what green or red was. There weren't exactly any words to describe colours, people just... knew it.
Danny had forgone any semblance of a lesson and had just held Phantom. As closely and as tightly as he could, because he wanted to bear some of the pain, to do something that could help even just a little.
He just held him as the clock ticked the minutes away, running fingers through the sweat matted hair and down the other’s back, a silent reassurance to calm both of them down.
Near the end of Danny’s time he’d lifted Phantom and taken him into the bathroom, running as hot a bath as he could stand before settling them both into it.
It was a bit uncomfortable with all his clothes on, but Danny ignored everything but the teen he held. Phantom had allowed himself to be turned for the sake of breathing, but had himself pressed as far back into Danny as he could. Needing that physical comfort, needing to be reassured that Danny wouldn’t push him away, needing something MORE then what he knew of.
Phantom was scared. He learned for sake of survival, it was imperative that he be able to communicate with Danny, everything else was trivial to him, but he learned it to please Danny. He really didn’t care about what the names of the objects in his prison were, he knew that they hurt him, and that was as far as he wanted to go with them.
But Danny wasn’t able to help when he wasn’t here. When only the others were here Phantom was scared. Scared because they weren’t nice, scared because they only hurt.
Only hurt.
Phantom was angry. These people had a control over him that he did not like. They had a control over Danny that he did not like. Only he was allowed to touch Danny. Only he was allowed to command Danny’s attention. Everyone else was insignificant. They did not, and would not ever matter to him.
Only Danny.
Danny had offered him his first comfort, but MORE than that, Danny had offered first affection. First freedom. First, first, first… Everything was a first with Danny, and Danny came first with Phantom.
When Danny had pulled them up out of the bath it was getting cool, and they were both shivering, so he toweled them off and wrapped Phantom in one of the spare emergency blankets he’d found. Then had gently brushed out Phantom’s silky hair and pulled it back into a braid.
Phantom was already asleep by the time Danny finished, so Danny reluctantly placed him back on the table. The straps clicked into place with a shaking hands and a heavy heart.
Danny cursed against the shower wall, his memory of last night mercilessly repeating itself in his mind, and he couldn’t stop the tears that flowed along with it.

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It had been a week since Danny had walked in on his parents. They had made it a point to be out of the lab a half hour before his lessons this weekend, if only because Maddie was finding it increasingly hard to look at her son.
She knew what she did wasn’t exactly high on the moral code, but her mantra to herself had always been ‘it’s for science,’ as if those words would make everything alright.
They didn’t, but they had taken away some of the pain she felt in each experiment. Each time she crossed one of her blurred lines, the ones that seemed to separate moral and ethical from wrong and disturbed, she told herself that one day people would look back and regale her as a great scientist. One of the worlds best ghost researchers and hunters, she would also be legendary as a creator. She had created life! She had done the calculations for years to get it right, nothing would stand in her goal.
Nothing.
Not even hurting a child. Her child, even.
Not even when her maternal instincts told her to gather them into her arms and hold them until they were safe and fine and ready to face the world.
Not for anything.
Because in the world of science, Maddie knew, you had to be ninety-nine percent crazy to one percent genius. And while genius was important, you could do nothing without the crazy. It was what drove you to exhaustion when you’d failed yet again. It was what kept you working even though you knew long ago that it wasn’t possible. The genius helped, the crazy made breakthroughs.
The crazy made it easier to ignore her feelings.

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Danny was leaning against the headboard of his bed thinking at the moment. There was nothing particular catching his interest, only a mental run-through of his day and list of what he needed to do for the next. He had filled the ‘lessons’ for the past week merely with comfort and affection, trying with all his power to give Phantom something that he could hold on to when Danny couldn’t be there physically. Trying to fill the emptiness that was starting to grow in his own heart whenever he saw his parents walk through the door to the lab, or pointedly ignore him again, the emptiness that only seemed to go away when he was with Phantom.
A week of nightmares, a week since he’d walked in on that horrible sight.
Danny stood, mental lists forgotten as he strode purposefully to the lab, his heels thudding on the wooden floor.
It was earlier then he was normally allowed to go into the lab, but Danny wanted to watch. He wanted to know what they did to his Phantom, what ‘tests’ they ran, and how they went about it.
He’d thought that he knew his parents. He’d thought that at least his mother would stop the experiments when they grew above the notion of humane. Yet Phantom had told him that really she was the worse of the two, if only because in the moments of hesitation she would ignore everything around her and just let Phantom scream, caught in a conflict with herself that wracked the world around her.
He knew Phantom hated his parents, but it would have been near impossible for him not to. Phantom had an amazing healing rate. Danny knew because he’d gotten sliced on one of the metal trays in the lab, but by the end of the lesson it was healed nearly completely. This presented an opportunity for his parents to study Phantom inside and out, and from the look of his skin they had taken it often.
So Danny reached the door to the lab and carefully peered in, just watching, as his parents worked on a shaking Phantom.
There were no screams, but that didn’t mean Phantom wasn’t trying. Danny had learned that he often hurt his vocal chords screaming, and the only reason he could speak was because he healed so quickly and so well.
His father blocked most of Phantom’s body from Danny’s view, but Phantom always seemed to know when Danny showed up, for he started to twist and struggle anew. Limbs starting to glow a violent green before the straps snapped and Jack and Maddie were thrown backwards.
Danny watched as Phantom’s eyes turned a solid green and the pain etched on his face giving into a terrifying grin as his body rose limply from the table, as if someone had hung him in the air, blood dripping from a fresh cut across his chest.
Danny burst through the door and threw his body at Phantom, pulling the other boy into a tight hug even though his head now only reached Phantom’s bloody chest.
Jack and Maddie watched as the green glow slowly receded from the ghost boy’s eyes and body and a confused look replaced it, his gaze traveling over the room before passing right over them and looking at the teen hanging on to his chest.
His feet touched the floor and his body slumped forward, the sudden weight causing Danny to stumble before he regained his balance. He turned, Phantom still in his arms, and gave his parents a cool look.
"I think that might be enough for today."
Jack opened his mouth to snap, but caught the look on Maddie’s face. She was guilty again, of not being able to hold off her instincts, and she was now near in tears from it.
So Jack said nothing, only gathered his wife in strong arms and took her away, cursing her, and this experiment, and the fact that Danny had seemed so much stronger then he ever had before. Because Jack knew the look on Danny’s face, the look he had once worn when marriage had been new and his only thought had been to Protect and Love Maddie.
Jack cursed his son for falling in love with his and Maddie’s mistake.

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"Hey Hey! Knock that off!"
Phantom laughed and darted away.
"Only if you can catch me!"
Danny jumped over a discarded jacket and bolted after Phantom, the boys laughing and chasing each other throughout the house.
It was six weeks after Danny had started teaching Phantom, but he now found himself with a problem. There was nothing more he could teach.
Phantom picked everything up too quickly for Danny to replace them with, and really, Phantom was already at a higher level of intelligence then the raven haired boy anyway. So it really hadn’t mattered to Danny when he’d run out of things to teach, it just left more time to play.
So while he doctored up the reports for his mother and downplayed the results, he played with Phantom, who had been given free range of the house as long as Danny was with him. Sort of a guilt gift to Danny from his mother, though she and Jack had stopped talking to him directly anymore.
However, being out of the lab meant that Phantom was required to wear clothes. Clothes that were constantly being removed because Phantom did NOT like them in the least. It was much more comfortable to be naked, he’d told Danny. One should not have clothing rubbing against places that should only feel air, or at least according to Phantom.
Which is why that as he raced through the house his clothes came flying off and into Danny’s face, and why Danny was currently dodging a blue shirt.
"Phantom!" Danny’s voice was exasperated even as he laughed. "You really do need to wear clothes. What if my sister was home!"
Phantom’s reply came after the pants were flung in Danny’s direction. "Then I would make sure she got a big hug!"
At that he abruptly turned and ran into Danny’s room, the door slamming shut inches in front of Danny’s face.
Danny growled and knocked on the door, only to have it opened by a naked Phantom.
Phantom gave him a cheeky grin and flopped face first onto Danny’s bed.
Danny just shook his head and lay down beside Phantom, hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling.
"Remind me again why you won’t at least wear boxers?"
"They itch."
Danny rolled his eyes at the lie. "They do not you big baby."
"Fine, then I must use the old stand-by of ‘I don’t wanna!’"
Danny smacked Phantom’s head lightly. "Brat."
Phantom twitched. "I am no such thing. If anyone is the bratty one it MUST be you. Whining all the time, constantly nagging me… you are worse then those women in the soap boxes."
It took Danny a second before he understood what Phantom was talking about.
"You mean soap operas? How would you know about those?"
Phantom snorted. "Your lifegiver watches them each day in the lab. Something about the fat one not letting her watch them upstairs."
Phantom firmly refused to call Jack and Maddie anything that denoted affection, such as mother, father, or caretaker. He instead used words that merely described them, some nicer than others.
Danny didn’t ever reprimand him for it though, Phantom had too much hatred towards the two to ever feel anything but, and Danny himself felt like he was detaching from them as well. The names now just names, used out of habit rather then affection.
"I do want to know what the purpose of all that mating and crying is for. That’s all they do! Mate, cry, mate, cry. It’s like they can’t do anything but. If that is commonplace human behavior count me out. I want nothing to do with the whining of women."
Danny cracked up at the look on Phantom’s face. "No no, soap operas don’t exactly follow real human lives. That junk is made up for women to cry and gossip over. Nothing remotely real about it."
Phantom looked a bit relieved at that.
"Most of what you watch on TV isn’t real; it’s made up for entertainment. People like to watch shows about people with a lot of problems; it takes their mind off their own."
Phantom snorted again and turned to face Danny with a look that clearly said he thought all humans were complete idiots before dropping his head back down to the bed.
They lay in silence for a bit, enjoying the company and the quiet, before Phantom started to get restless.
And when Phantom got restless it usually meant that Danny was in for another game of ‘try not to let the neighbors see a naked teen boy.’
He’d lost a few times, and the cops were on the verge of fining them heavily, so a restless Phantom was not something that he wanted to deal with right now. None the less, he carefully pulled himself into a sitting position so he could make a grab for Phantom if he tried to run.
"Why does it do that!"
So this was NOT what Danny was expecting at all.
Phantom had rolled over and was pointing towards his crotch, where his once limp member was starting to harden and rise.
Danny had seen Phantom naked since the moment he’d been created. Given him baths and taught him to dress, even if he didn’t like clothes that much, and had certainly seen this many times before. So Danny would have thought that he would be fairly indifferent.
Except right now Danny was as red as a tomato and pointedly looking into Phantom’s face, indicating that something felt just a tad different. Hell, it wasn’t as though he’d never had an erection before or never dealt with one in an exceedingly embarrassing situation. The school locker room meant that he’d seen more guys half-hard then he really cared to think about.
So why was his face beet red and his heartbeat becoming slightly erratic, and why did he suddenly receive more than a few graphic mental images best left to a porno?
Not that he’d ever seen a porno mind you, but boys talked about two things while showering. Girls, and having sex with said girls. And more then a few of them had unabashedly shared personal experiences along with their movie recaps.
Phantom looked at Danny’s red face and pushed lightly on his forehead.
"You alright?"
Danny found that his mouth was a bit to dry to speak, so he just nodded his head and stared straight up, the ceiling becoming a whole lot more interesting then it had been a few minutes ago.
Phantom was not deterred in the least by Danny’s silence. He just started to stare at the side of Danny’s head, having learned nearly from the start that it was the best way to get him to do something.
Danny shuddered and reluctantly turned on his side, facing the Phantom and growling.
"I hate it when you do that."
Phantom smirked. "I know, and you still haven’t answered my question."
Danny was incredibly embarrassed, but tried as best he could to give Phantom an answer without details.
"It means you are aroused. It happens to humans when they are thinking about sex."
This was, of course, the extremely modified and condensed version, but Danny didn’t feel like going into the topic of the birds and the bees. He’d avoided it in teaching, and was going to continue on that path until something, like this, forced it out of him.
"Sex, as in to make children?"
Danny ground his teeth together. "Yes"
Phantom looked down his body in distaste, clearly not liking that idea, before turning his head back to Danny.
"How do I get rid of it?"
Danny nearly choked on the breath he’d just taken. This conversation was not going the way he wanted it to, mainly away, and he really didn’t want to discuss masturbating and the how to.
Because that brought another set of images to mind, all with him doing not-so-clean things to the boy lying next to him.
Phantom poked Danny in the shoulder. "Are you sure you’re alright? Your face keeps getting darker and darker."
Danny was cursing under his breath, what he had left of it anyway, and was trying to will away his own erection. Goddamn hormones were making it hard to not press his body against Phantom’s and…
Danny wrenched his mind away from the daydream Phantom and stood up stiffly. Grabbing the real one by the arm and hauling him up.
Phantom looked slightly confused as he let Danny pull him into the hall.
"Where are we going?"
Danny didn’t look back at him, just kept his head forward and his steps as steady as he could.
"We are going to take a very cold shower."
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