Hey everyone here's my newest fanfic. No worries still working on the updates of the others.

Here are the outfits My polyvore account is shelbyvr:

first_impressions/set?id=169275200

first_dinner/set?id=169303306

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Chapter 1

Hannibal peered out of his window discretely as a moving truck parked at the driveway of the largest and most expensive properties in his neighborhood, which happened to be right across from his own. He was surprised to see a young woman step out of the driver's side dressed in a fitted black t-shirt, black distressed jeans and a pair of converse. Her chocolate brown hair was done back in a complicated French braid. She appeared to be in her early twenties, stood fairly tall and possessed a frame that wasn't necessarily skinny as she possessed some actual structure to her that gave her remarkable curves. A man very similar in looks and age came out of the other side with a childish grin on his face.

Hannibal watched over the course of that week as the obvious siblings unloaded everything within the rear of multiple moving trucks. The contents of said trucks appeared to be unique and elegant furniture as well as hundreds of boxes. When they had finally finished, the woman gave the man a hug before he left, taking the final moving truck with him, leaving her sitting alone on her expansive porch. She undid her braid and shook free as the sun began to set. Hannibal to see the stress emanating from her frame, as well as something deeper, and that interested him. He wanted to find out exactly what she was hiding and so finished placing the lemon raspberry scones he had baked into a decorative box with a purple and silver Victorian pattern on it, before he left his home and crossed over the street to his newest neighbor.

When he approached the woman, she looked up, gaining even more of Hannibal's curiosity. Her eyes were a startling silvery blue, but it was not the color of them that interested him so much. It was the pain and nervousness that she tried to hide behind them as she made eye contact for a mere second before they darted away.

"Good evening. My name is Hannibal Lector. I live just across the street from you. I have made you some lemon raspberry scones after observing you move in." Hannibal introduced, handing the box to her. The woman stood taking the box before offering her own hand.

"I am Elizabeth Wolfe; it is a pleasure to meet you." She gave Hannibal's hand three pumps before removing her hand with a shy fleeting smile. "May I offer you an invitation to supper? I feel it would be rude if I didn't after you have made me these scones and came over to introduce yourself." She then offered.

Hannibal was surprised to say the least and was impressed by Elizabeth's impeccable manners. "I would be delighted to." He replied. Elizabeth gave another fleeting smile as she opened the door and standing aside only for Hannibal to shake his head.

"A lady should always enter first, Ms. Wolfe." Hannibal smiled.

"Elizabeth is fine and thank you. A gentleman of your caliber is practically unheard of now a day." She smiled again, walking inside and shutting the door after Hannibal had entered.

"I pride myself in manners and as such I will only refer to you by your first name if you refer to me by my own." Hannibal countered. Elizabeth gave a small nod as she led him through her home, all the while Hannibal discretely looked around until they came upon a massive library already filled with its books.

"I feel uncomfortably and overwhelmingly underdressed. Would you excuse me a few minutes so that I may change?" Elizabeth asked in a soft voice.

"Of course, this is your home after all." Hannibal smiled. Elizabeth left with a swift pace leaving Hannibal to wander around her extravagant library. He found himself growing evermore impressed with Elizabeth's vast selection of decent literature consisting of classics and modern novels, poems and so forth. As he continued his visual exploration he decided that despite Elizabeth's younger age, she had the manners befitting that of a proper English lady rather than a modern day woman.

Elizabeth reappeared a few minutes later dressed in a modest and lovely grey dress with matching flats. Her jewelry consisted of an angel winged necklace, a raven's skull ring and matching earrings. Hannibal caught sight of a crescent moon in the hollow right below her right clavicle. Now that her hair was done in a low bun Hannibal was also able to spot a small scar, probably an inch in length, running along her jaw line beside her lip. He then once again met her gaze as she tilted her head to the side.

"Shall we have dinner then if you are ready?"

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