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Second Chance at Life.

A Danny Phantom fic by Gildy AKA YaoiUke.

Chapter VIII.

It has been almost a week since Ember McLain, the former rock star ghost entered the life of Danny Fenton. The two went along well almost immediately. So well that Ember ended up being Danny’s boyfriend at the moment. Of course the two kept that as a secret with their friends Sam and Tucker as the only keepers to it. They knew that their relationship could easily turn into a bad scandal for all parties involved.

Ember has recovered almost 100 % of his former strength. The only thing he needed to do now is to increase the duration of his ghost form transformation. At the moment, he could stay in ghost mode for about one and a half hour, which is not bad compared to Danny’s two hours record and the stronger Vlad’s record of four hours.

The time for practice has passed, nowadays, Ember can be seen whenever Danny Phantom appeared. Slowly, he also gained popularity. The two definitely didn’t want any publicity and decided to talk about it. Currently, they’re at Ember’s apartment.

“Man… Inviso-Bill number two ?!”Ember cringed as he read the local newspaper, which gives a report about the sighting of another ghost boy.

“Heh… Now you know what I feel…” Danny laughed at Ember’s reaction.

“Not funny…” Ember rolled the newspaper and tossed it at Danny. His victim didn’t have the chance to go ghost and was hit by the flying newspaper.

“OW ! That hurts !... You could’ve given me a nasty paper cut !” Danny complained as he pick the discarded newspaper and toss it into a trash bin.

“I should disguise myself if I go ghost hunting with you”.

“That’s a good idea”

“But no jumpsuit for me, thank-you….”

“Hey, you got problem with people in jumpsuit ?!”

“No, but it’s not my style…”

“So what do you have in mind ?”

“I don’t know…”

“Let’s look at the internet, who knows we might find something good…”

“Okay”.

The two boys jumped to the front of a computer and starts looking at various websites.

“Danny, I don’t want to be in a gimp suit…”

“Oops, sorry…” Danny laughed like crazy as he imagined Ember being in gimp suit. “How about this one ?” Danny typed something and a picture of a young boy, half naked, wearing only a bondage-style body harness appear.

“Danny, stop trying to give me a nosebleed !”

“Sorry…”

“This is going nowhere… Hmm… Then again… I’ve an idea… You wait here” Ember transformed into ghost and flies off trough a window.

Danny waited for Ember to return. He browsed the internet while doing so and hoped that Ember won’t run into a trouble. Fortunately, he didn’t. Ember returned after few minutes and Danny was actually shocked to see what Ember chose for his disguise.

“What do you think ?” Ember twirled, showing Danny his new outfit. Ember was wearing shiny, black, loose-fitting, latex pants with shiny latex tanktop. He was also wearing a pair of long rubber gloves, which goes slightly past his elbow. To hide his face, Ember wore a simple rubber gas mask.

“….” Danny was speechless. “It’s….” He gulped. “Ehm….”. Danny blushed. He had to resist the urge to glomp, pounce and grope Ember around. “Nice…” Danny finally managed to croak out.

“Glad you like it” Ember giggled while removing the gas mask he wore. The outfit looked as if it was part of Ember’s ghost form. It didn’t stay as he reverted to human form. While in human form, Ember usually wore brown shorts with blank tanktop. Sometime, he put a windbreaker jacket on to top it off.

“You love giving me a nosebleed too, don’t you…”

“Of course… But remember, whose turn to be uke now… ?”

Danny gulped. “Me…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle next time…”

“Promise… ?”

“I promise...” Ember planted a gentle kiss on Danny’s forehead. “Hey, we better get going. Tucker and Sam are waiting for us”.

“Yeah… I don’t want to miss the sleepover at Sam’s house”.

“Me too… Going phantom”

“Going ghost”

The two Halfa flew trough Ember’s apartment window and fly straight toward Sam’s house at maximum speed. The difference between Ember and Danny are almost gone. Ember can fly as fast as Danny without any problem. He used to be lot slower and Danny actually needs to slow down. Nowadays, the two actually competed against each other to see who can fly faster whenever they fly around. Having another Halfa for a friend and boyfriend sure is good.

Everything goes well until…

“BEWARE !! I’m the Box Ghost !!”

“Not again !” Ember veered away as the Box Ghost suddenly appeared in front of him and Danny.

“Welcome to my life !” Instead of veering away, Danny just fly higher to avoid the collision.

“Okay, freak… Why don’t you stop bothering us… ?” Ember breathed angrily from behind of his gas mask.

“Because I’m the booox ghost….”

“We’ve no time for this…” Danny rolled his eyes and blast the box ghost away with a well aimed Ecto Blast.

“Agreed…” Ember grumbled and aimed his Snipeshot Ecto Ray at the box ghost. He hit the annoying ghost and turned around, continuing his flight to Sam’s house. The Box ghost wasn’t killed, but he was extremely weakened for sure. He needs to be thankful to Ember as he didn’t use full power on that Snipeshot Ecto Ray.

“Hmmm…. She has changed so much… Oops… I mean, he…” Someone was actually watching the two fought the annoying ghost. “Looks like I got myself a new prey to hunt… And catching him will be more difficult than catching the other one”.

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“Danny !, Ember !” Sam waved around as she spotted her friends on the sky. She was waiting impatiently outside her home with Tucker

“Heya Sam”. Ember landed gracefully. He removed his gas mask and reverted back to human form.

“Damn… Danny’s a lucky bastard… Ember is so adorable…” Sam thought. Somehow, she was still a bit jealous and Ember’s new outfit didn’t make things better for her.

“You won’t believe what we run into on the way here” Said Danny as he landed.

“You won’t believe what we saw running away from your direction either” Tucker said.

“The box ghost ?”

“No…” Tucker activated his PDA and showed Danny a picture of a very familiar ghost he caught on his PDA camera earlier.

“Skulker… What’s he up to now…” Danny hissed while gritting his teeth.

“Uh… Not him…” Ember hissed as well while twitched slightly on the spot.

“Heh… He got you ?”

Ember nodded in response. “It was bad… Id rather is your uke for seven days non-stop than spending a day with him”.

“Oh ?”

“NOT NOW !” Ember barked at Danny as he saw Danny produced a pair of handcuffs from his pocket.

“Aw…” Danny giggled while returning the handcuffs back to his pocket.

“Sam, I think we better give these two their own room….” Tucker said.

“My thought exactly…” Sam rolled her eyes.

The four didn’t waste any time and go straight into Sam’s basement where she kept all of her expensive toys such as the supersized plasma screen TV, pop corn machine and of course, the bowling lane.

“Say, what was Skulker doing ?” Sam asked, clearly concerned about Danny and Ember’s safety.

“Huh ? We didn’t run into him” Danny frowned.

“As Danny said before, we ran into that annoying Box Ghost” Ember added. He skipped quickly toward the pop corn machine and makes some for himself with lots of salt and butter.

“The Box Ghost ?... We didn’t see him…. Hey, Ember, can I have some of that pop corn of yours ?” Tucker said while looking at Ember.

“Sure”.

“… GACK !. Ember ?! What did you put in it ?!” Tucker choked himself on Ember’s pop corn.

“Lots of butter and salt” Ember grinned.

Danny and Sam reached for Ember’s pop corn and the two immediately went into coughing fit after tasting it.

“Sorry” Ember grinned sheepishly while munching on his pop corn.

Everyone scrambled for water almost immediately to wash the salt off their tongue thanks to Ember’s pop corn concoction. “Man… That would give you heart attack and high blood pressure” Said Sam while still gurgling on a cup of water.

“Heh, I don’t eat this kind of thing everyday… And… Now you know why I’ve bad temper while I was still a ghost”.

“Lemme guess… you died on your pop corn ?”

“No… But I was addicted to super salty pop corn before my first death”.

“How old are you anyway… ?”

“Guess ?”

“Hmm… Fifteen ?” Danny guessed.

“Not even close…” Ember shook his head.

“Twenty one ?” Tucker guessed.

“Still way off”.

“Uh… Twenty eight ?”

“Ha ha… I’m actually thirty four years old… I was born on 1972 and…” Ember paused. There’s a flash of sadness across his face for a moment. “I was killed during my concert when I was sixteen… I became ghost until I was banished from the ghost zone”.

“Wow…I probably shouldn’t ask this… But… How does it feel ?” Sam asked.

“Well… I felt a terrible pain for less than a second when the stage lighting fell on my head. After that, I found myself staring at my own…. Dead body…” Ember paused. He sighed as he deposited himself on a couch. “I was in my own funeral… I was crying for myself… I still feel so attached to this world and I don’t want to leave it. That feeling was so strong and it prevented Death from taking me to the God’s presence”.

“So you become a ghost…”

“Yes… My spirit was banished into the ghost zone and was given an ectoplasmic body”. Ember paused again, he looked at the three. Somehow, Danny, Tucker and Sam were at loss for words. “Slowly, the ectoplasmic body assumed a human form, in my case, it was the shape of my body… I returned to this world at 1998 and remained in this world until…”

“Until you meet me for the first time and kick you back into the ghost zone…” Danny whispered softly.

“Yes…”.

“Wow… I never thought I would get an insight tour of unnatural death” Said Sam.

“Heh… Anyway, that’s history. I’m practically being reborn and given… A second chance at life…” Ember smiled.

The End of Chapter VIII
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