Disclaimer: Butch Hartman is the sole creator of Danny Phantom.

AN: You wouldn't believe how hard it is to write this stuff without any prior experience. Lets just hope, with all the FF I've read, that I make it good. Also, I had to pull out some of my homework from earlier this year to make the studying understandable or whatever. T.T I hate math. CURSE YOU VIDEO GAMES! (I also blame anime.) I Guess I'll need to get back on my ADD pills if I'm gonna write seriously..., I probably coulda finished this on the 1st, but I forgot it was my birthday. :P

Phantom Destination:
Chapter 7: I hate math.

Inter-sparsed Italics: Means thinking out loud.

"What was I supposed to do after this?" He thought, though it was useless. Everything he could think of, every sense he had was of the girl in front of him. Sam. Her lips were so soft, like the fur of a chinchilla. So soft, that you could barely feel it at your most perceptive. He didn't know how to describe the flavor. It was sweet, and stang. Like a kiwi, but so much more. She was like a new fruit, a fruit that countless people would give up everything they had just for one bite. But she was his, and only his. No one else would have her, not at long as he was alive... Er.. Half... Alive... Ish.

Her hands were on his chest, putting up a small fight, but stopped. She slowly scratched his chest as she clenched her fists in his shirt, making lines of burning pain and pleasure. He focused himself to her eyes, half-shut, like she was lost in feeling. Probably is. He longed to deepen the kiss. Her eyes closed in on his, and as if she could read him through his eyes, she unclenched her fists and started to push away. She dug her finger nails into his chest as she slowly gained more strength to push. He pulled out of the kiss to give a small, deep groan from the odd pleasure she gave him.

With this small opportunity, she push away with the little strength she had. Danny... Just... Ki.. She moved her hand to feel her lips. "Dan.. ny?" She said weakly. She looked to him. Maybe he didn't mean for it to happen... With that thought, she was at war with herself. She wanted him to kiss her, but she wanted him to love her. She didn't want this entire thing to ruin their friendship. She saw him laying back on his hands, looking toward the ceiling, but with a stare as if he was trying to look at the inside of his own eyes. Normally it would be hard to notice, as how his eyes always sparkled with enthusiasm. but that sparkle wasn't there, his eyes were dark and glazed.

Sam swallowed hard, and tried to speak again. "Dann.. y?" Still hoarse, but audible. He lowered his head to look at her. "I... Needed to... Talk with you... But..." Danny began moving, trying to get off the bed. "But... I can't... anymore..." He said as he fell from his wobbly legs, onto his knees. Sam had a general idea of what Danny was moving for, and she began moving away. When she hit something, she turned to see what it was. Medicine stand you traitor. She turned back to see if she has enough time to move in another direction, but she was wrong. Danny was face-to-face with her. Her breath hitched as all she could do was stare into Dannys eyes. It was a miracle of endurance and mental strength that she got away from Danny last time, She's sure she wouldn't be able to this time.

"Danny.." She could only whisper. His breath burning the skin on her neck, and clouding her mind. Before she could put up another fight, Danny claimed her mouth again. She tried to maintain some remanence of thought, but it was getting harder as the seconds passed. Danny continued his ministrations on Sams lips. As she was hanging on her finger tips, off the side of the cliff called "Sanity", Danny pulled away. Just enough that their lips were still connected, and that Danny could say something. Sam gave a light moan, she missed the feeling of Dannys lips on hers. "Sam." He said huskily, then returned if only for a second. "Sam." vying to get her attention this time. Unable to form any coherent sentences, she gave a "uhn?" As an acknowledgment.

He moved away from her lips until only his forehead was on hers. He stared into her eyes, waiting for her to come close enough to cognitive thought to understand what he was about to say.

"I love you." He said, deep and clear. Sams heart practically stopped from what she just heard. Without the ability to think rationally, Sam just switched the roles. Her lips crashed hungrily into Dannys. Danny could care less about the pain of his head hitting the tile floor, he just licked at her lips, asking for entrance, and she happily obliged. The second she opened her mouth, Dannys tongue darted to hers. Though Sam was on top, Danny had taken the lead. Licking at the roof of her mouth, her cheeks, her teeth, and mostly the underside of her tongue. Even if they wanted to, they couldn't continue, at the risk of anyone coming to see their compromising situation.

They were facing each other on their beds, still blushing slightly from the earlier encounter.

"So... What was it you wanted to ask?" She asked, barely making eye contact.

"Well. I was wanted to..." He fell silent as his Fenton sense went of, not to be confused with his ghost sense. His Fenton sense was very reliable at detecting other Fentons. Slight dread shown on his face. Sam wondered if what he was going to ask was that horrible. He dropped his face into his hands. "Please. God. No. Not them."

"Danny?" She reached out to put her hands on his shoulder. And before she could ask him anything, the door to her room was knocked off its hinges.

"Danny? My boy, are you okay?" Jack Fenton charged over to Danny and began roughly inspecting his body for any noticeable damage. "I'm fine Dad." Danny said casually, hanging in the air while his father checked his underarm. "Well you seem to be O.K. for now, but you need to stay here, just in case something comes up." He stated, setting Danny back onto the ground. "I know Dad, it's kinda mandatory." Danny rolled his eyes at his fathers forgetfulness. "Oh, right. I'm going to go find where they keep the food." Jack said and jogged out the door. "Maybe they'll have fudge! Or maybe they have an old haunted hospital wing!" You could barely hear him as he made his way down the hall.

"Oh, Danny! I'm so glad you're okay! You have no Idea how scared I was!" Maddie grabbed Danny and pulled him into a tight hug. "I have a pretty good idea." He said muffedly, as he was pressed tightly into his mothers cheek. And remembered the time when he scratched his knee at the park when he was five, she immediately rushed him to the hospital, then spent over an hour waiting for her to finish he argument with the doctor trying to explain it was just a scratch. "Not life threatening!" He probably said a hundred times.

Jazz came up and gave him a quick hug, then punch him in the arm. He looked at her quizzically. "You practically gave me a heart attack." She chastised him in mock anger. "It wasn't exactly in my control was it?" He asked. She rolled her eyes then turned to their mom. "We better go find Dad before he does anymore damage." Jazz told Maddie. "Anymore?" Danny quickly asked once he noticed it. "I'll show you the bill when you get out." She gave a wave and then she was gone. "That actually went alot better then any other time the Fentons go out."

"Lets keep any opinions on the matter until we see what your dad did." Sam gave a small laugh

"Yeah, guess you right..." Danny shrugged. "So, Back to what I wanted to talk about."

"Mhmm?" She turned to him.

"I'm having this problem... With my memory..." He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to figure out a way to say it understandably.

"Amnesia?" She asked worriedly.

"No. It was before... Whatever happened to me. Like three or four days ago."

"I'm not forgetting things... I'm remembering things that haven't happened... Yet." Sam looked at him like he had just turned to stone.

"You mean... You can see the future?" She looked flabbergasted.

"Something like that... It doesn't show me much, and I don't have much time to heed any warning from it. It happens just a few seconds or a minute ahead of the event."

"So what have you seen so far?" She had this look, like if he told her she would be a time traveler. Or.. Like... A second-hand time traveler.

"Well, The first was when I tripped on one of my Dads inventions and fell down the stairs." He used his pointer finger to list it off.

"Then just after that, I was choking out some rancid milk." Middle finger.

"Then there was..." He started to blush. And Sam looked at him, wondering why he stopped. "When I tripped and... pulled down your stocking." He tried to avoid her gaze, but his blush made it obvious. Ring finger.

"Then the pop quiz with Mr. Lancer." Pinky finger.

Dannys dropped his head again and counted the next incident on his thumb. "Then..." He said, his blush deeper than before. "The nurses office..." He mumbled. And Sam also blushed.

"I should stop there for now, Tucker should be here any moment with our homework."

After an hour or so, and a few conversations, Tucker had came into the room, not raising an eye from his PDA.

"Hey guy, I can't stay long, my parents are making me go to this big social meet-up." He sounded down cast. "But I got you homework!" He said in mock enthusiasm.

"Oh. Thank you Tucker. I don't know what I would have done without my Homework!" Danny mocked relief, but said the last work through gritted teeth.

"Oh, no need to thank me. I'll just add it to the many favors you owe me." He retorted, playing along.

Sam rolled her eyes and punch Danny in the arm twice.

"Ow! Why twice?" Danny held the spot where she punched him.

"I can't reach Tucker so you can take his."

"Now You owe Me!" Danny said in a dark tone, and sharply jabbed his finger at Tucker.

"Hehehe. Yeah, OK, OK. Well, I'm gonna go." He waved them good bye. "Oh yeah. What happened to you man?" He asked Danny.

"I'll tell you once I hear it." He said jokingly.

"Fair enough." He shrugged. " 'Ciao."

" 'Cya!" Danny gave Tucker that Forward Advance type of salute.

"Bye!" Sam waved him off dismissively.

Danny and Sam had gotten through everything relatively easily, and Sam was particularly adept at math, but this chapter was giving her a run for her money.

"So wait. You multiply x to 1 and add it to -4, then multiply -4 by x and add it to 3?" She asked, quite confused.

"No, no. See It's x-1, so you take the opposite of the number after x, which is a positive 1, then multiply it to the first number, 1, which gives you 1, then repeat." He pointed out on her paper with the eraser end of his pencil.

"Oh. So 1 times 1 is one, added to -4, is -3, then added to 3 is 0?" She asked.

"Right!"

"But what about the numerator over the other part in the example? Do I have one of those?"

"Oh, no. The last number would be numerator over the last set, but since its 0 you don't need to. What do you get if you divide 1 by 0?"

"So the answer is 1-3?"

"Almost." He chuckled lightly.

"You need to set it up like the first set of the problem. Give the first number in the solution the x exponent after the first number in the first set." Danny explained.

"So it's 1x-3?"

"Correct, now we have seven more to go."

"Ugh!" Sam flopped back on her bed. And gave a hearty laugh. "Never in my life would I have thought, You'd be teaching me what to do in math."

"Anata wa sensei o bujoku subekidesu ka?" Danny said through closed eyes and crossed arms.

Danny looked at him, surprised. "You know Japanese?"

"A little." He smiled brightly

"I thought friends didn't keep secrets from each other?" She pouted a little.

"It's not a secret. You just never asked." His smile even brighter.

"What else are you keeping from us?"

"Trying to get distracted from your homework?"

Sam realized what she was doing and sighed.

"Fine. Lets continue."

After they finished the rest of the homework, they had decided to go and get something to eat. They discussed multiple subjects while trying to find their way to the where ever they feed the patients. They knew they were getting close, as they could hear a lot of people talking.

"I talked to Dr. Li, before you wake up today, about your eating habits. There should be ultra-recyclo-vegetarian food in the menu." He told.

"You make it sound like a bad thing... But thanks." She gave him a heart warming smile.

"Let's go see what they have, shall we?" Danny said, doing a Gentlemans curtsy.

"You're a dork." She told him, laughing.

"One of my best qualities." Smiling goofily.

They both went to the line, and started perusing their selection.

"OH! Sweet! Pulled pork sandwich And a Sloppy Joe?!" Indefinite glee written on his face, but Sam looked from him to the sandwiches solemnly. Danny noticed, dropped his arms and sighed.

"If you look at me like that Sam, I'm gonna start crying, and you know guys hate crying." Danny looked over at her through his raven locks, on his drooping head.

"Oh, you can have it." She said, brightening her tone. "But you just need to feel Very guilty." She told him, then she left to find a seat.

"*Sigh* Do you have this in Ultra-recyclo-vegetarian?" Pointing at the Sloppy Joe.

After her got his Joe, Danny went to find Sam.

"So. Guilt it is?" She asked snobbishly.

"Nope." He smiled at her. "I get what I want, and you get what you want." She looked at him, then understood.

"So, the meat?"

"Spiced and broiled Tofu."

"Thanks Danny." She smiled meekly at him.

He gave her an extraordinarily charming smile. "It's the least I could do." She blushed deeply, but as expected, Danny had no idea what he did.

They finally finished, despite delays. A few jokes, a few riddles, and such. They were just outside, when the intercom pronounced it was curfew for the patients. They silently got ready for bed and said their "Goodnight"s. But Sam was too occupied in her thoughts to sleep.

"What was that entire thing earlier, he kisses me, and it felt so good... So right. But then he just acts like it never happened?"

If he went that far, why stop? I mean, we Kissed, Twice! We never even talked about it the entire day, I just wish he'd do Something.

"Sam." A whisper came to her ear, and a welcome warmth covered her ear. Her eyes shot open, but she didn't move.

"I don't remember you ever speaking out loud." Her eyes widened I was speaking out loud?!

"Yes." He said, closer to her ear. "Unless I can read minds now." He gave a low chuckle.

"Maybe I can give a nice... Alternative." Alternative?

And before she realized the welcomed warmth on her ear was gone, but was replaced on her waist and back. She looked down to find Dannys hands lock together on her belly.

"Does this help?" He asked huskily.

"No" She said breathlessly. "But I don't hate it." She added in a more stable voice.

"Good." He nuzzled his head into the back of her neck, and Sam was barely able to ward of a whimper of pleasure from it.

" 'Cuz once I was this far, I wasn't planning on leaving."

Even if this whole thing was all she could ever wish for, and more, she couldn't help but fall into a blissful sleep. She knew she wouldn't be having any dreams tonight, because she was living her dreams.

AN: I know this took a while to get out, but I hope its worth it. Remember, tell me of any spelling\Grammar mistakes. Also tell me of anything you would like to be in the next chapters.