[[... CHeese, don't make me hit you.]]

Dan held her gaze, wondering why Paradise was looking at him so intently. She seemed a bit... out of it still, and worry was by now clearly visible in his eyes, concern obvious on his face. ''No I'm not. That's all I am, Paradise...'' He tilted his head to the side slightly, wondering whether or not to comment on how strange she was looking. Eventually, he couldn't contain his concern from her, and decided to ask if she was okay.

''Hey, are you sure you're ok to stay here? You still seem a bit ill.'' He stood up too, stretching his hands above his head and standing next to her. He looked down for a moment, not for the first time wishing he could share his secret with someone. Anyone... especially Paradise.

He shook that thought aside and looked back to her, wondering how she would react if he ever did tell her.

[[Lmao. xD Probably better that way. He is, after all, part dragon. |D]]

Dan wondered why she had pulled her hand off of his arm so quickly, and worried for a moment that there was something really, really wrong.
''Are you sure?'' He pressed, touching a hand lightly to her shoulder. He realised it might make her a little uncomfortable just a bit too late, but didn't snatch his hand back. He swallowed, looking away for a moment before looking back.
''If you're sure you're feeling alright, what else is wrong? Is there something bothering you? You can always talk to me about it if there is.''

[[CHeese, if you do that anymore, I will so totes point out every little mistake you make for the next hund'ed years. >:I]]

''Not used to what?'' Dan asked, tilting his head to the side. His multi-coloured eyes looked intently into Paradise's, as he wondered just how bad her 'illness' was. He couldn't help but wonder if she was really ok to stay at his house, or whether she would be better to go home. Still, he liked having her over, and decided to only send her home if necessary.

Pretty selfish, he thought, but I can be a selfish guy at times.

[[BLERGH. Phail. . _.]]

Dan was confused for a moment, wondering what that meant, until he finally clicked. Paradise had said something about Eddie before, about how she really liked him. Surely she couldn't be saying that she liked him, could she...?

Or maybe she was just saying he made her uncomfortable like Eddie did, and he was reading too much into it.

''Oh.'' Was all he said, but he still looked a little puzzled. Sure, he liked Paradise one hell of a lot, but he'd never even hoped the feeling could be mutual. It was a bit much for him.

Dan remained standing still for several moments, debating whether to go after her or not. From Paradise's reaction, he gathered that she had indeed meant the first thing he'd thought she'd meant. That she liked him in a different way than he'd first thought.

Still, maybe it was better she thought the feeling wasn't mutual. Maybe it was better she thought he didn't like her. There was no way he would ever be able to get close to her, with such a huge secret to hide, and there was no way he could ever tell her. It was better that way, even if it hurt.

A little hurt now was better than a lot of hurt in the future, he told himself. Letting her be dissapointed now, breaking her heart, was better than crushing it, as would inevetably happen. Still, he found himself by the front door before he even realised what was happening, and was out in the street, running after her.

''Paradise, I... I'm sorry.'' Dan said softly, walking beside her, but not right beside her as he had been on the way down. He swallowed. He wanted to still see her, but seeing her as a girlfriend or anything of the sort would result in pain on both sides. He decided the only thing for it was to say he didn't like her that way, that he just wanted to be friends. Even if it was a lie.

''I just... think of you more as a really cool sister, y'know? I'm... I'm really sorry.'' He said, sticking his hands in his pockets as he walked, not looking at her. He always found it difficult to look at people when he lied.

[[Psht. -waves her procrastinating flag-]]

Dan smiled a false smile, telling himself she was telling the truth. That she really did have to leave because of worried parents, that she wasn't feeling well, that she only liked him as a brother... Something told him she was lying, though.
And even if she was telling the truth, what then? He supposed it was for the best, that she thought of him as a brother... Even if it hurt... Even if it made him want to just turn and fly into the sky, and never come back down. It was for the best.
''Yeah... See you.'' He replied meekly, turning around and walking slowly back home. Whether she was lying or not, she obviously didn't want to talk to him. How had he managed to do that? Things had been going so great between them, and he was enjoying teaching her... Now everything was just screwed up.
When he reached his house, he didn't go inside. He walked round to the back of the house and stood in the back garden, looking up at the sky. Things actually didn't look so terrible today, he thought. Nice enough for a flight.
Standing perfectly still for a moment, he tilted his head back slightly as scales began growing out from his skin, hardening into a metallic looking midnight blue. Wings sprouted from his ack, tearing through his shirt, and his whole form began to morph into that of a huge dragon, about as big as a large horse. Running forward, he took flight into the sky, going up past the clouds, all that was left to show what happened being his tattered clothes littered across the ground.

[[Sure. Your turn. >:D]]

Dan had spent the rest of his weekend flying around, trying to keep his mind occupied. When he was in that form, nothing from his other world mattered anymore. It was just a way to get away. Eventually, though, dawn broke on Monday morning and he had to go home.
Slipping inside, he took a quick shower and threw on clothes for the day. He wasn't even feeling tired; activities done in his dragon form never seemed to affect him much in his human form.
Shrugging his bag onto his back, he walked out the front door, contempating ditchig class. He evetually decided against it, thinking the chances of him seeing Paradise were slim at best.

Once he reached the school building, he walked straight to his locker and pulled out his books for first class. He didn't have first class with Paradise... Probably for the best.
For the best... It seemed he was saying that phrase a lot these days.
Shrugging it off, he headed to his first cass, and sat down at the first desk in the room, not bothering whether it was taken or not. He wasn't in the mood for any crap that day.