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"Yours is too," she pointed out, flushing hotter.

"Oh."

Talk about awwwwwkwwwwaaard.

Give him a ghost and he knew exactly what to do, but this? Quite frankly, he had no idea how to deal with this.

"Um," Sam said, and stared at the sky.

She willed her face to stop being red.

It wasn't working.

"Dude, you are so weird sometimes," Danny finally said with a snort.

"Am not," Sam said, looking at him from the corner of her eye.

"You are! I mean, what was that? You were rubbing my nose with your nose," he said, his voice juuuust a little shrill. "That's weird."

"For your information," Sam said, just as shrill, "that is eskimo kissing and it was named for its prevalence among the Inuit."

"I mean, why were you doing it to ME?" Danny asked, even more shrill now.

"I don't know," Sam wailed, still shriller.

Now he sat up and crossed his arms.

"You keep acting all...weird."

Especially when they were alone.

She couldn't run. He'd follow and drag information out. She couldn't tell him -- crap. No. That was out. No. She didn't have ghost powers. She couldn't sink into the ground.

He was... unbelievably frustrating. How could anyone be that blind? She was practically waving her arms around like a freaking bird!

So she hit him.

Not hard, persay. Just a smack to the head.

And then she realized what she'd done and blinked. That... had just blown all the non-violence rules to heck. Oops.

"Ow! What was that for?" he ground back at her angrily, rubbing his head.

"Why is it that half the time you make no sense at all? You drive me CRAZY!"

"You drive me crazier!" Sam stood up, glaring down at him, boots firmly planted in the ground. "You can't see what's right in front of you! You ignore things! You get upset over me looking at one guy while you stare at Paulina and Valerie all day long! You--I--feel--you! You... are... so... frustratingly clueless! GAH!"

She proceeded then to kick a clod of grass up from the ground.

And then she stomped off in the direction of the door.

"What the heck are you talking about?!" Danny shouted back, getting up and chasing after her. He grabbed onto her arm and whirled her around to face him him.

"What the heck is it that I'm supposedly so clueless about? Obviously, if you don't tell me, I won't know, will I?!"

Sam rolled her eyes and tapped on his forehead with her knuckles. "Hello? Anybody home? Think for a second, Danny. Just think. For just a second. Think real hard."

Sam was taking deep, gulping breaths. The kind that were precedants to crying. "Think."

Frowning at her, he grabbed her hand so that she couldn't knock on his head again. Not hard, but firmly.

His eyebrows were furrowed together and his forehead had little crinkles of annoyance in it.

"Stop acting like I'm stupid or something!" he shot at her.

"Well, you are!" Sam shot back. Panic was beginning to show it's face, and she attempted to get out of his grip.

"I am not!" he countered, reacting to her tugging by just pulling her closer. "You're just--you're just...you're...you..."

The gears were slowly starting to turn and she was...she so close.

Red-faced. Angry.

Passoniate.

"I'm what?" She breathed, livid. "I'm what, Danny? What."

She didn't notice the closeness, almost. She was so angry. And scared.

Danny swallowed thickly.

"You're...I...just..."

He didn't know what she was so mad about, but...when she was mad, her face was all flushed and there was this tenseness to her body and her hair was wild.

Man, that's hot, he thought, even though the part of him that was afraid to venture down that trail of thought tried to clamp down on it.

It was instinct. His thoughts were too confusing, but instinct was...instinct.

He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her close, and kissed her. In fact, rather than a kiss, it was more hormone-driven teenage conquest--he claimed her mout for his own.

And this time it wasn't a fake-out.

Okay.

That was... different.

Sam made a very surprised noise in the back of her throat. Danny was... kissing her. Out of his own free will. No Ember around. No Freakshow to hypnotize him.

Danny. Was kissing her. Out of his own free will.

...What?

Please let her not hate me for this, please let her not hate me for this...

He pulled away, meaning to pull away entirely, but something in his chest started aching. He pulled her closer, and leaned forward to catch her lips again.

Okay. Sam was officially in shock.

In a good way.

She tentatively kissed back, just increasing the pressure by a tiny bit, stomach twirling, cheeks still flushed.

She was...she was kissing BACK!

A little voice in Danny's head threw its arms up in the air and went "YAHOO!"

She was kissing back. She was doing more than kissing back. One of her hands was tangling itself in his hair, and the other was lightly touching his cheekbone. Just barely.

Sam's mind wasn't really doing much thinking right now.