I am totally loving Damon and Blair as a couple. And since it's so hard to find a decent completed fic with the two of them, I thought I'd do one myself. But I had absolutely no idea for a beginning(and tons of ideas for a middle) so I decided to do like a bunch of parts from each fic. Hope you enjoy and review!

Enlisting the help of my ipod for this so I've got the name of the song as a title and then an extract from the story in my head.

Muse- Undisclosed Desires

I'll make you feel good

Trust me, you can be sure

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart

I want to recognise your beauty's not just a mask

She was different, special. Her personality was like a spark, bright and enthralling. She was the only person who didn't work under Damon's compulsion, she was immune to it. And he liked that.

He had only spoken to her once, at Bart Bass' brunch, in an attempt to get a date with her. She shot him down, even with his compulsion. This only increased his curiosity about her.

Blair Waldorf, the Queen Bee of Constance. He knew from the moment he saw her, standing outside that party and watching the blonde leave with anger clear in her expression, that he was a goner. She had cast a spell on him.

Serena- that was the name of the blonde. He found out later the reason for Blair's disdain towards her. She had slept with Nate, Blair's boyfriend.

Humans were ridiculous, Damon mused. Serena was just a party girl. Blair was more.

She seemed heartless and cold to everyone else. He saw beyond that. He knew that was just a mask, to stop her from getting hurt.

He wore that mask too. Part of the reason why he liked her though-if he was being complete honest with himself- was her childish way of playing with people. Everything was a game to her. Much like it was with Katherine. He spent years longing for her only to find out that she didn't care about him. She had faked her own death. He wonders sometimes if she had ever loved him.

Blair too seems to battle with love. First with Nate then Chuck then Nate again. She's looking for love and doesn't find it. Story of his life. They're the same, he muses.

He watches Blair as she sleeps at night. She's restless, tossing and turning. He realises then that she isn't like Katherine. Surprisingly, Blair does feel pity. She hides it away, like most of her emotions, but she does still feel.

She would make a good vampire with that skill, he thinks to himself as he pushes a strand of hair away from her face. It's the first time he's allowed himself to touch her.

She wakes up immediately at his touch, sitting upright and looking around. He disappears out her window. He would not give her eternity. She deserves better then a monster. She's nothing like Katherine and he wouldn't have it any other way.

After that day, he never visited Blair again. It was difficult but he knew that it was for the best. Blair, on the other hand, felt an odd sense of lonliness. She didn't understand why. No one had been with her, in the first place, for her to feel lonely. No one ever was with her. She was always alone.

I know it's short but please review!