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Experimental Love	By : Kyuugi Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 4392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jack was not happy.
That in itself was a rare occurance, or it had used to be, but now…
He firmly blamed it on his wife, son, and that godforsaken experiment. Nothing would be as out of whack right now if it hadn’t been for them.
He would be happily working in the lab beside Maddie, talking about little things that didn’t really matter, and not dealing with a ruined BOO-merang.
Really. It was supposed to search out and attack ghosts. That was what he designed it to do.
The boy had different ideas on that though. Jack had let the BOO-merang fly, following it to see it hit the kid in the head. The damn kid had thrown it against the wall and broken it in half.
Then the kid had run to Danny, using his body as a shield, and protested loudly in broken and backwards English.
Jack sneered. Why Maddie and his son thought they could teach the kid was preposterous. It was obvious that the kid wasn’t getting much better at anything. The reports that Danny had been giving for 7 weeks now were starting to flatten out, and frankly Jack was relieved.
This just proved that teaching the kid was a bad idea. Now it thought that running to Danny would save him. How could he know that Danny was required to give the boy back whenever Maddie or himself felt like it.
That gave Jack sort of a vindictive pleasure as he thought about it.
No matter what his wife or son seemed to think, that boy was nothing but an experiment, and he was going to use the time he had to the fullest extent. After all, who knew when the kid’s heart might give out? Jack was careful with his scalpel, but accidents did happen…

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Danny was not having a good day.
First, Dash had found him before school had started and pushed him into a wonderfully placed mud puddle. So Danny was now walking around in ‘his’ gym clothes.
Not that that wasn’t as bad as it could have been, except someone had made sure that the only clothes in his locker were a bit… off.
Which is to say, that Danny was faced with either staying in his muddy, sticky wet clothes, or wearing leather hot pants and a tinkerbell t-shirt.
The mystery person had even thought to give him fresh underwear, not that Danny thought that thongs were underwear. So thoughtful.
Danny had fully considering skipping and just going home. Except that Lancer had already seen him, and stipulation number 3 of his contract said that he was required to be in school unless otherwise directed by his parents.
Sooooooo… thong and hot pants it was.
Danny was walking to class, fully aware of each and every stare he was getting, and becoming quite embarrassed.
Dash was going to pay for this one.
This was worse then walking around in that stupid diaper. At least then he’d had ‘the counselor made me do it’ for an excuse. Now he had nothing because no-one had seen him ‘fall’ into the mud, and Dash certainly wasn’t going to spill.
The clothes weren’t that comfortable to begin with, but stares made him wish that he had a huge robe to cover up in. I mean, couldn’t the teachers send him home? Dress code, hello?
Right. Seeing as the girls got away with what they did it was apparent that the teachers didn’t really care. So Danny was stuck, hot pants and all, with no escape.
And hot pants were really not that comfortable.
Right, not a good day.

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Danny threw his bag onto his floor and immediately stripped himself of the distasteful clothing, throwing them into a corner of his room where he was sure to forget about them.
Danny sighed as he pulled up clean boxers. The thong had been a bit more comfortable then he’d originally thought, and eventually the leather had felt alright as well, but nothing beat boxers as his underwear of choice.
Danny pulled on pants and a white shirt and set down to do his homework.
It was easier to get it done first thing on the weekends so he had time for more pleasant things. Mainly playing with Phantom.
Except… being around Phantom was getting harder. Phantom’s aversion to clothing coupled with his still fairly naïve attitude towards sex and arousal made Danny blush, and try to find ways to deal with his own increasingly frequent erections that didn’t involve shoving Phantom to a wall. Or table. Or floor.
His imagination wasn’t picky.
So Danny was a bit more skittish then usual, and was a bit more firm on the clothing rule. Not that Phantom LIKED that, but Danny was going for not jumping him. It just had to be done.
"You know, I rather liked those shorts on you."
Danny’s head whipped around to find Phantom leaning against the closed door.
"How the hell…?"
Phantom smirked. "You didn’t think I just twiddled my thumbs when no one was with me in the lab."
Danny’s mouth was still open. He hadn’t known much of anything that Phantom hadn’t told him or he hadn’t seen by himself.
"I didn’t know you could get out of the lab."
Phantom’s smirk grew even wider. "Let’s just say that I have gained control of most of my powers, and that things will be a bit different from now on."
Danny’s eyes grew wide. That was a threat if he’d ever heard one.
"What are you planning on doing?"
Phantom must have noticed Danny’s unease, for he dropped the smirk and walked over and wrapped his arms around Danny.
"Nothing yet."
Ever frank, Phantom didn’t see the need to lie or mask the truth. It wasn’t in his nature, nor in his teachings. Danny had stressed truth, and Phantom respected that.
And Danny realized that, so he didn’t press Phantom, just leaned into the embrace as hands rubbed circles on his shoulders.
"That feels nice…"
Phantom chuckled. "I still think you looked good in those shorts."
Danny snorted. "You are the only one then. Half the school thought I was gay and the other half were positive. I have never gotten so many dirty looks in one day."
Phantom stopped rubbing.
"These people have hurt you?"
It was a demanding question. Phantom was NOT happy.
Danny shook his head.
"Not really. They just laughed, poked fingers, and generally made fun of my pitiful existence. Not anything new for me."
That did nothing to make Phantom feel better. He knew that Danny wasn’t well liked, and that really he only had two friends. Both of which were currently not speaking to Danny. Something about priorities and friendships over science.
It wasn’t something Phantom wanted to understand, but he knew that he was the reason that Danny’s old friends were mad. Danny had told them everything, including the reason he spent so much time with Phantom, but they seemed convinced that they were being dropped for a ‘newer model.’
Phantom couldn’t really care less, but it had made Danny upset. Upset enough to cry himself to sleep that night when he was in bed. He hadn’t known Phantom was watching, invisible, from the corner of his room.
Phantom had felt hurt. Hurt that Danny didn’t confide in him, and hurt that he couldn’t do anything to help Danny like Danny had helped him.
But then again, Phantom hadn’t been completely honest with Danny either.

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Ok. That was new.
Phantom was wearing clothes of his own volition.
That in itself would have made Danny very happy. Except that the clothes that Phantom had put on…
Just happened to be the leather hot pants Danny had been forced to wear the previous day, and he looked really, really good.
Not that Danny was watching. Of course not, his attention was on the TV screen.
What movie were they watching again?
Oh right, American Pie.
Danny still wasn’t sure how Jazz had talked both him and his parents into letting him and Phantom have a movie night, but he was grateful as hell towards her. She was going to get something nice for her birthday.
But then the problem had been that in order to watch the movie with him and Jazz, Phantom had been required to wear clothes. At least pants, Danny had told him.
So Phantom had taken the leather hot pants and put them on, grumbling to himself as he did so. He really did not like clothing.
‘Well, maybe just these.’
Phantom had looked at himself in Danny’s mirror and grinned. These weren’t so bad. They fit nicely and didn’t interfere with his movement; and the useless fleshy skin that usually hung between his legs was snugged close to his body, keeping it out of the way. That in itself made the ‘pants’ worth wearing. That had to be the most annoying part of the human body in Phantom’s opinion.
And the fact that Danny was turning redder by the second was a plus.
It amused Phantom to no end to embarrass his human partner. Phantom was well aware of sexual attraction, he’d cornered Danny and made him explain everything he knew about the subject. He also knew that Danny was incredibly attracted towards him, he could smell it. One thing about having enhanced sense meant that not a whole lot got past him.
Phantom also was quite aware of his own attraction to Danny, and loved to make the boy stutter and stumble over his sentences when Phantom ‘naively’ asked yet another question about sex.
And as he watched Danny try not to watch him. Phantom was even more amused.

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"Phantom. I’m SURE that we have gone over this."
"You’ll have to run it by me again, I’m afraid that I don’t remember."
Which would have been entirely possible had Phantom not been a genius, and had this not been what it was.
"Phantom, I really don’t want to go over this again. I’m sure that we have gone over this, and I’m sure that you remember it."
Danny bowed his head for a second.
"And I really don’t like the fact that you are pressuring me like this."
Phantom did not like where this was going. In reality, he remembered. Of course he remembered. He just really wanted to do it again.
Time to try a different tactic.
"Please?"
"Why? Why do you want to go over this again? I thought you disliked this part of human activities."
"That was before I found out how interesting it was."
"Interesting?"
"Yes interesting. I want to learn the techniques. I want to do well in this subject, just like I do in any other."
"So this is just learning for you."
"Yes."
A lie. A fully blatent lie. Not that Phantom was ready to admit it.
"You remember what I told you about it? That it is a fairly serious activity? You know, something that increased the bond between two people?"
Phantom started to frown, he hadn’t expected this level of reaction from Danny. He knew that Danny wanted to do it again, his nose picked that up very clearly. Something else was stopping Danny from what they both wanted, and it was making him very upset.
"You don’t want a strong bond with me?"
Maybe that was it. This activity was too special for Danny to waste on him.
Danny looked up to find a hurt expression on Phantom’s face and sighed.
"It isn’t that I don’t want too… but… you don’t understand what it means."
That threw Phantom. He didn’t understand what it meant? What was there not to understand? It increased bonds between people and was highly pleasurable, and he’d seen several teenagers do it on the TV with no hesitation. What was the meaning behind that?
"What does it mean then."
Phantom was curious. What else could it mean?
Danny took a deep breath.
"It’s like a promise."
Now Phantom was very confused. How could it mean a promise? Humans did this before sex… maybe it was a promise to make babies. Maybe the two people that did this were promising each other that they would spawn, like when male birds built a nest for the females.
Wait. They had already done it once, did that mean that Danny expected him to have babies? Or was it Danny who would have them? Phantom was now more confused then ever. He thought that only females could bear young, so how in the world was this going to work out with him and Danny.
He looked up to see a concerned Danny.
"I don’t want babies!"
Danny was taken aback. What did babies have to do with this? The look on Phantom’s face was too hard to ignore however, and Danny laughed.
"What makes you think babies have anything to do with that?"
Phantom tugged at his braid, a habit he’d acquired while alone.
"You said a promise, and on TV they always kiss before having sex. Sex leads to babies does it not? So how do babies not have anything to do with this?"
Danny was doubled over in laughter, the earlier tension gone from the air, and nearly falling off his seat.
Phantom huffed and glared at Danny from his chair. Not quite as amused with this as Danny seemed to be.
"Kissing has nothing to do with babies I assure you. Well, I mean, it does, but not in that way."
Danny was still laughing, tears rolling down his face as he tried to compose himself.
"Then what did you mean by promise? I can think of nothing else."
Danny’s mood sobered quite a bit, though he was still chuckling as he wiped the tears off his cheeks.
"I meant that usually a kiss is between boyfriend and girlfriend, or husband and wife. A promise to stay together."
Phantom was not especially happy with this explanation.
"So you don’t want to stay with me? Is that why you won’t kiss me?"
Danny flinched.
"It isn’t like that. I meant as lovers. People who want to spend their lives together."
An extremist approach to the subject, but Phantom was being incredibly thickheaded today…
"So only if you are having sex can you kiss? Then why did you kiss me the first time?"
Danny flinched again.
"Can’t we just drop this? I don’t know how to explain it any more then I already have."
Phantom was not ready to drop it. If Danny said that only lovers kissed then why had he done it in the first place, and why was he so reluctant to do it again when it was obvious that he wanted too.
And if he had done it in the first place then it was clear to Phantom that Danny must want to spend their lives together, or he wouldn’t have done it in the first place.
So, reasoning and thinking aside, Phantom did what any hormonally charged, frustrated male would do.
He kissed Danny.
Hard.

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"You can’t just kiss him like that."
"Why not? I know he wanted it just as much as I did, and his explanations left much to be desired. He basically told me that he either wanted it and was planning on spending the rest of his life with me or that he never wanted to see me again."
Jazz sighed. Phantom was lost on the subtly of human actions. He just hadn’t been around them long enough to pick them up.
"Look, you obviously know that Danny is attracted to you, that much is a given, but you can’t just up and kiss him because he gave you an unsatisfactory answer. He may not know the answer himself."
Phantom looked disgruntled. "How was I supposed to know that? He won’t talk about these things unless I pester him about them, and I only have the TV to look to for tips on sex. What am I supposed to do?"
Jazz rubbed her temples with her fingertips.
"Danny really likes you, but he doesn’t think that what he feels is reciprocated. So he is trying to keep that part of himself distanced from you. So that when you…"
Jazz stopped, a conflicted look in her eyes, and let the sentence go.
Except that Phantom knew what she was going to say, and finished it for her.
"So that when your idiotic elders kill me he won’t feel as hurt? Is that what you were going to say?"
Jazz sucked up a breath, increasingly aware of Phantom’s glowing green eyes, and tried to look nonchalant.
"I was going to say hurt."
Phantom sneered. "I am already hurt. You think I don’t know about that stupid deal Danny made with your parents? No, that fat one has begun to get careless and in lieu of my wonderful acting skills thinks I have the mind capabilities of a five year old. So he talks to me. Talks to me about my stupidity, and how he will relish the day when I have to return to the elements I was created out of."
Jazz shuddered. She did not need to hear this.
"Talk about how stupid it is to run and hide behind Danny because Danny can’t save me. That if he said the word Danny would never be able to see me again?"
Phantom spit onto the carpet at Jazz’s feet.
"No. The only reason I stay is Danny. And he will understand that even if I have to force it on him."
Phantom’s body rose off the floor a few inches.
"He is mine. No one else will order him around any further. And I will kill anyone who hurts him again, even if I have to break his spirit to do it."
He flew up into the ceiling, stopping only when Jazz softly called his name.
"Then tell him how you feel, and let him know that he is important. Danny thinks that everyone will leave him someday, that is why he won’t let anyone close to him."
Phantom disappeared.
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