Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ Send Me A Song ❯ Ghost of Tom ( Chapter 2 )

Have you seen the ghost of Tom?

Long white bones with the rest all gone

 

The shower sprayed down onto their bodies with a dull roar, almost but not quite drowning out the aggravated complaints and insults being thrown back and forth among the inhabitants of the locker-room just outside the tiled structure. But within, within the blue tinted room there stood two bodies pressed close, leaning against he walls.

 

“Da-DASH!” Danny choked out the name as the jock ran the rough sponge across his soap slicked shoulders, caressing muscles stressed taut beneath the skin of the edgy brunette.

 

“I'll be as gentle as I can, Fenton,” Dash muttered next to his ear, “but you gotta relax.” He traced lazy, curving designs in the froth, fingers massaging the red lines on Danny's neck left from bunching his shoulders tight, hands pressed to the cold wet wall. With sponge in hand, Dash made the attempt again, this time aiming lower.

 

Danny let out a broken cry when contact was made and his elbows almost folded, he pressed his forehead against the cool tile while Dash went to work, finding a rhythm in the smooth gentle motions. “Dash.” He repeated the name, drawing it out in a breathy moan.

 

“Hush, just a little more,” Dash told him and Danny bit his lip to keep quiet, ”soon, soon.” Dash's hands and motions sped up, as if his own words had made him impatient.

 

“H-Hah, Dash please!”

 

“Oh my god you guys sound like you're having sex in there!” Kwan stepped into the section of the shower the two boys occupied and glared at them.

 

Dash paused, one hand clutching the soapy sponge while the other had just let go of the extendable showerhead. Soapsuds stained pink and orange ran from Danny's abused body to the floor and down the drain.

 

“Well what do you expect when this idiot won't keep his mouth shut long enough for me to scrub the grime off!” Dash growled, grabbing the antibacterial soap and standing straight. “God why do I have to be the one to do this?”

 

“Because you're the one who threw him in the dumpster to begin with and it's not like the nurse could come into the boys locker-room and scrub him down.”

 

“Not like I knew the science lab had tossed out all that junk, I didn't want him THIS roughed up!” Dash touched the sponge to a couple shallow cuts and abrasions on Danny's hip and thigh where the metal had sliced through his thick jeans. Danny whimpered from the sting. “Shut up already!”

 

“What the hell do you want me to do?” Danny cried out, his limbs trembled. “It hurts.”

 

“I can make it hurt worse if you want!” Dash threw the sponge on the ground, grabbed the bottle of soap with both hands and squirted a stream of the orange stuff right onto the bloody mess of cuts across the smaller teens back.

 

Danny let out a howl, spun around and threw a punch, catching Dash in the chest and knocking him to the wet floor. “That burns you idiot!”

 

“Wasn't supposed to tickle!” Dash shot back.

 

Kwan rolled his eyes and left the area, shaking his head in exasperation. Another jock leaving the locker room smirked at him.

 

“Sex?” he said with a grin, “Yeah right. Like those two would ever stop fighting long enough to get it on, even if they were gay.”

 

Kwan threw his head back and laughed, clapping his buddy on the shoulder. “I know, but you gotta admit those sounds were pretty similar.” They were the last two out, so as the door shut behind them there was nobody left in the vicinity to hear the next few words.

 

“You are so no getting any tonight!” Danny yelled, and the spray of water muffled Dash's reply.

 

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh
Wouldn't it be chilly with no skin on?

 

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I have no idea where this came from. I typed it up while in line for Jurassic Park and could hear construction of the Wizarding World of Harry Potter over my favorite Halloween song. The castle can now barely be seen emerging from over the treetops. It's really cool watching the different stages of creation.

 

Anyway, now that it's typed up here I can free up some space on my phone. It was a long wait line.

 

Next drabble with be a regular song, Nothing Better to Do by LeAnn Rimes. *shrug*Its already finished but I wont post it till tomorrow.