A/N: This is going to be a two-shot. Probably not my best work, I kinda hurried through it. But I hope you'll take the time to read it anyway, because it has a lot of that Klaroline-humor and Klaroline-goodness we all love….

Takes place during season 4, when Caroline goes to The Grill to distract Klaus so that Stefan could break Elena out of Klaus' mansion. WITH my own twist of course.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in The Vampire Diaries

Part 1

The blonde distraction, it sure seemed to be all she was good for lately. Keeping him preoccupied so that her friends could do 'god knows what' without him knowing. They never really told her anything anymore; they just informed her on what needed to be done and expected her to deliver. And of course she did, she loved Elena, she loved her friends and would do anything for them…including being the blonde distraction…again. Her only wish was that they would start showing her some appreciation sometimes and understand that it wasn't easy; she didn't exactly like to toy with other people's emotions, not even his emotions. She knew that he liked her, a lot and it felt bad to take advantage of that, despite all he had done.

The worst part of it wasn't that she was toying with only his emotions, but hers own as well. She kinda liked him too, in some twisted way. He wasn't exactly friend or boyfriend material but still, there was a part of her that enjoyed being around him. That accented voice of his, constantly showering her with compliments and flirtatious commentary. And despite all her rejections, he never seemed to give up. He saw something in her that she couldn't see herself, a side that came out from hiding when around him.

And, he wasn't that bad on the eyes either, she had to admit that. Especially the big blues and those beyond cute dimples.

Yes, she liked him too.

She looked at herself in the mirror, taking one last look while putting on some lip-gloss before exiting the bathroom. She spotted him instantly, there he was…at the bar. Alone. Drinking. Perfect. He was wearing black, a color that suited him – fitted his "alpha ways" perfectly.

- Confident, strong, determined, persuasive, dominant…like a boss. The Alpha Male….

Oh yes, he was the true alpha male and she respected him for some reason, even though she had a hard time admitting that to anyone or herself for that matter, but she knew it deep down.

She took a deep breath, blinked a couple of times when bracing herself and made her way through the crowd, approaching him from behind.

"Place looks pretty good, considering your hybrid got blown up in it" She remarked sarcastically when revealing herself. He looked surprised to see her, but at the same time didn't. It was like he already knew that she wasn't just accidently bumping into him there.

"Caroline. To what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked surprised and happily even though he knew she didn't just come out of nowhere without a reason for being there. Despite whatever reason, he liked being in her presence.

"I want you to give Elena back" She tried demanding, of course she could easily foresee his answer, but she tried to be as honest as possible without him seeing straight through her.

And there it was -

He looked at her, smiling at the realization of the truth he had already anticipated. "Ah, they sent you to sweet-talk me. Well, good for them. But I'm afraid I can't do it" He said and took a sip of his drink.

"Why not?" She asked annoyed, still not having taken a seat next to him.

"She needs my help" He wondered if she was aware of why Elena needed his help.

She didn't answer, probably because she thought he was lying.

Thinking back to Tyler and Hayley, Klaus found it strange that Caroline had agreed to come. The whole situation had to be very hard on her. "Look, I'm not gonna burden you with the gory details, I know you have enough on your plate already" He explained, hoping that the pain she had to be feeling inside would lift just a little bit because of his concern.

"That's none of your business, actually" She spat and finally took a seat next to him.

"Yes well, just know that if Tyler was still sired to me he never would have hurt you. I wouldn't have let him" He added and the second he did she looked at him. Staring at him for a few seconds as if she needed him to repeat what he had just said. It obviously meant something to her, to know what someone else thought about the whole thing, maybe it didn't matter who it was. Maybe it would have mattered just the same if it had been Stefan who said it, but there was something in her eyes when she turned to look at him, her features softened, like she didn't see it coming and certainly not from him.

"Can't I at least offer you a drink?" He asked hoping she would take his offer, he wanted to talk to her, flirt with her, be close to her, get to know her better and show her the side of himself that cared for her so deeply – she needed to see that side, because maybe then – maybe then she would give him a chance. If not a chance for affection, then at least a chance for friendship – because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake her away, he had to have her in his life.

"Yeah, sure I guess. Thanks" it was all a part of the plan she told herself, almost believing that she was being honest. But no, she wasn't being honest, not completely anyway. She wanted to share a drink with him. She liked the snarky little comments they always seemed to share, she liked someone provoking her, digging into her soul. She felt important, worshipped.

"There's a shocker" Klaus murmured to himself, he never would've imagined her to say yes. Why did she say yes? Something else was cooking, he was absolutely sure of it.

"Hey! Stop that, you should be happy I'm even here. I happen to be very busy in case you haven't noticed. I don't exactly have time to sit and chit chat with psychopaths" She exclaimed even though he had a point…He looked at her with raised eyebrows in humor at her choice of words.

"Busy with what love? A cheating boyfriend?" Yes, it was a low blow but he couldn't help himself. She didn't seem to affected by the comment anyway, but then again, she seemed to be the type who hid her emotions well.

"Not that it's any of your business, but no. I am planning the Miss Mystic Falls Pageant" She revealed, holding her head up high - trying to look like she was important because of the task. Klaus laughed and raised his glass to her.

"Well, I wish you the best of luck with that task" Klaus honestly spoke while raising his glass to her. He downed the drink hard and fast, taking great pleasure in the sensation of fire streaming down his throat when it hit his passages, somehow it quenched his burning desire to just have his way with the blonde, right there on the bar.

God, she was divine.

She was everywhere and it wasn't just her body but all of her. Caroline, sweet Caroline.

"Thank you, I think"

Her drink went down just as fast as Klaus'.

She liked the fact that whenhe wished her good luck, it actually seemed like he meant it. Her friends would always say it but it never really looked like they were being sincere about it, they just said it because it was the right thing to say, neither did they take interest in it. They didn't appreciate the hard work she put into things she was planning, whether it was a birthday-party or something big, like the Miss Mystic Falls pageant. Klaus did, or at least she thought he did.

He let out a small chuckle as he sent his shot glass over the bar, nodding at the waitress for a refill. "I may murder people Caroline, but still, I can be sincere" He declared and eyed her empty glass, waiting for her to accept another one.

"I'll take that into consideration" – Smiling as she said it. The conversation between them was getting more and more relaxed and natural, it had a flow over it that didn't feel strained or forged and it was at that point she started to forget her mission there and let herself get completely caught up; with him.

It went straight to his heart, seeing her smile. She had the prettiest smile he'd ever laid eyes on, but unfortunately he didn't get to see it so much since her face whenever around him usually had that "royally-pissed-look" glued all over it. "The beautiful Caroline Forbes, taking "little ole me" into consideration. I'm flattered" Klaus announced, acting silly as he put a hand over his heart - shooting her his classic dimple-filled smirk, hoping it would give him one more smile.

The waitress handed them two top-filled shots of tequila and they both reached for it instantly.

"Don't let it get to your ego" Caroline said, rolling her eyes while emptying her glass again. She almost froze at the sight of that handsome little face of his when he did that smirk-thing, tried to hide her reaction but who was she kidding? His senses were sky-high, so he probably noticed it the second it happened.

"Too late love. I'll take whatever I can get from you" He flickered an eyelid at her when he noticed her flushed cheeks. Yep, he was definitely starting to have an effect on her.

"Wow, now I'm almost flattered" Caroline sarcastically joked while copying his "hand-over-heart" motion.

"Good, you were meant to" He proclaimed and straightened his posture a little, he pulled a little at his jacket, making sure it hung perfectly over his shoulders. He sure meant it; anything he could get was much appreciated.

She watched him from the corner of her eyes when a silence fell between them, and it was during that moment her thoughts drifted to an unfamiliar place, a place where her curiosity got the best of her.

She broke the silence between them...

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead" He simply said, she could ask him anything.

"Okay, I totally blame this on the shots going straight to my head…" She continued and thought it through one more time, there was no going back after asking him this. He would instantly know that she was curious about him and she knew that that probably wasn't the best idea. But her thirst for more knowledge about him was overriding her common sense; because she really shouldn't have wanted to know anything about him – he was Klaus, a monster, a killer, a psychopath, a destroyer. But still, she couldn't help but be intrigued by him, there was something exciting about him, something beneath that layer of hard cold stones, something untouched…she wanted to know, wanted to see him – really see him. Would he terrify her?

Truth be told, she probably never would've asked him if she hadn't been drinking, the booze definitely pulled out some bravery. Recklessness too for that matter.

She leaned in a little closer to him, god forbid anyone would hear what she was going to say. She didn't face him, just kinda cocked her head to the side and whispered her request, as fast as she could.

"I want to see your vampire face"

A/N: Let me know what you think.

Part two coming soon