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Chapter 1

Klaus clenched his fists as he walked down the street, trying to calm himself down so he didn't cause an unnecessary death. He was trying to forget about the debacle at the Homecoming where the Salvatores had tried to get his father to kill him. However, he wasn't quite certain if he could contain his anger and began to search for somewhere to hideout while he got rid of his anger.

A strong scent, smelling suspiciously like his own scent, came from somewhere nearby. He looked up, and was surprised when he saw he was near the Gilbert home. He flared his nostrils searching for that scent again and blinked when he determined it was coming from the home of his enemy.

After a small debate, he decided that there was no better place for him to hide than at the home of those trying to kill him. He walked down the street and stopped just a few feet from the house, just remembering that he had never been invited into the house. He was stumped for a moment until he heard footsteps from the other direction on the sidewalk.

He looked over from the corner of his eye and spotted Elena's little brother, no cousin, Jeremy approaching the house with a distracted look on his face. He sniffed, and smelt that same pine and soil scent except now it was tainted with the scent with vervain. He took a deep breath and determined that the scent belonged to the teenager now almost right beside him.

When he looked closer, he saw that the boy was had earphones in his ears and he was most likely distracted by the music blaring through the speakers straight into his ears. He thought to himself that this was too easy, almost as if the Salvatores and Elena thought that he would never even consider going after this boy.

He jerked out of his thoughts when the boy stopped right in front of him, taking an iPod out of his jeans pocket. He shot his hand out with a viper quick motion and grabbed the boy's wrist, spinning him around to look at him. He tightened his grip when he felt the boy try to pull away from him.

"Calm down. I just want to talk to you," he said, assuming that the Gilbert boy could hear him, even over the volume of the music. He was proven correct in his assumption when the boy reached up and took the earphones out his ears, giving him a look that clearly said, get on with it.

He shot his eyes down to the boy's wrist and analyzed the bracelet encircling it. When he looked back up, he noticed that the boy, Jeremy, had gone as pale as a ghost, clearly having realised that the man holding him was not human. He tugged on Jeremy's arm and brought him up against his chest.

"Is the only vervain that you wear this bracelet around your wrist or does your sister get you to bathe in it? I wonder if she slips it into your food without telling you?" he asked, his accented voice taking on a decidedly mean tone. He watched Jeremy give him a bored look, clearly not caring about his words. However, there was a nervous look in his eyes, that screamed that he wanted out of the situation he was and soon.

"What do you want from me?" Jeremy asked, stopping his straining against the man's grip. He had known immediately that there was no way he could get away unless the man allowed him to and with all of the trouble his sister had been getting into lately, he didn't see that happening any time soon.

"I don't want to hurt you, not at the moment at least. I just want a place to stay from the time being, seeing as your sister's boyfriend just took all of my family from me," Klaus said, his voice tapering off into a snarl at the mention of the loss of his family. He hated to be reminded that the little Ripper Salvatore brother had managed to get something over on him.

"So, what? You want me to invite you into my house? When you killed my aunt and technically my sister, even though she's not dead right now?" Jeremy asked, shifting his feet slightly, trying to remember all of his sister's enemies to figure out who this guy was and just how dangerous he was to his health.

"If you want to know who I am, I would tell you if you only asked me," Klaus said, seeing the concentration on the boy's face. He quickly went back to his original topic. "Now, can I stay at your house or will I have to coerce and threaten your into inviting me in?"

Jeremy sighed, knowing that the man wouldn't stop or leave him alone until he did invite him. He gulped when he realized he still had no idea just how dangerous the man was to him. "Alright fine. I'll invite you in. Now please let me go. I can feel my wrist starting to go numb," he said.

Klaus slowly loosened his grip on the boy's wrist but made it clear that he was not going to let him go by wrapping his free arm around his waist. He tugged him with him toward the Gilbert house with Jeremy dragging his feet the whole way. After a moment, Klaus suddenly froze when Jeremy's scent enveloped him completely from the close proximity.

Jeremy stumbled when the man holding him came to a sudden stop. He glanced at the man's face and saw that he was completely confused by something. He had the temptation to say something but didn't quite dare considering he didn't know how far the man's temper or humor went. Instead, he merely cleared his throat in an attempt to get his attention in a non-threatening way.

Klaus snapped out of his confusion and glanced at Jeremy. He lowered his head down to Jeremy's neck and took a deep breath in, inhaling the scent so similar to his own. "I apologise but do you have anything on vampire history in your house?" he asked, trying to shake his obsession out of his head.

Jeremy thought for a moment on his answer, knowing that he shouldn't lie unless he wanted to experience being dead again. "I… I think there might be something in the living room or Elena's room. She and Damon were doing some research or something earlier today and yesterday," he replied.

Klaus nodded and gently lead the boy up the stairs onto the porch and stopped in front of the door. "Now, let's get to the most important part of the evening. At least, most important for you. Invite me in," he instructed.

Jeremy nodded and unlocked the door with slightly shaky hands as he turned the key, feeling the man's eyes on the back of his neck. A chill went down his spine as he realized that this man was either a vampire or a hybrid. A tiny voice in the back of his head told him that he knew who he was but for the life of him he just couldn't think of a name as he stepped over the threshold.

A feeling of safety went through Jeremy but he knew that he shouldn't even think of trying to pull one over on this man. Taking a breath to solidify himself, Jeremy looked straight into the man's blue eyes. "Come in, you son of a-" he began to say but was quickly cut off by the man putting a hand over his mouth before he could finish the sentence.

Klaus smiled inwardly at the daring of the human in front of him but didn't dare to let his amusement show, lest the human truly annoy him. "Thank you, Jeremy," he said, pushing the boy back slowly so he could step fully into the house and close the door without hitting either of them.

Jeremy wanted to get away from this man but the sight of the man's canines lengthening had him freezing in place. He wrapped his hand around the man's wrist and pulled, trying to get him to allow him to breather. "May I know your know name so I know who curse?" he asked when the man did remove his hand.

Klaus threw back his head and laughed at the audacity. The last person who was this bold with him had been Elijah and even then Elijah had still clearly been restraining himself. "My name is Klaus. I'm sure your sister and her friends have told you all about just how evil I am," he said in a mocking tone.

Jeremy swallowed, remembering everything that Elena had told him. He then remembered what Stefan had said to him not even a few hours ago. "Stefan told me that you can be amicable so long as no one annoys you. Does that extend to the human brother of the brother of the Petrova doppelganger?" he asked, slightly curious.

Klaus studied Jeremy and was once again immersed in the scent that resembled his own so much that he would have thought he had just turned the boy into a hybrid. But that was impossible. The scent only lasted about five minutes on them then they regained their own unique scent. "It might," he said noncommittally.

Jeremy nodded and slowly backed away from Klaus until he sat on the couch in the living room. He wasn't really trying to escape the man anymore, seeing as he clearly didn't want to kill him but there was also something that told him Klaus would never kill him. Something that told him that he and Klaus had a bond that no one else could share with either of them.

Klaus smirked slightly at the human then walked over to the coffee table in the kitchen, looking down at the books there. They were clearly a few centuries old to even a millennium. He picked one up and sat down in the armchair across from the couch, beginning to leaf through the book. He froze when he came across a mention of a legend of a hybrid that discovered he had a mate.

Jeremy watched as emotions like rage, disbelief and others that he didn't think bode well for him flew across the Original's face. He swallowed heavily and scooted back on the couch until he was sitting right up against the back of the couch, which was as far he could get from Klaus. "Something wrong?" he asked.

Klaus snapped his head up from the book and stared at Jeremy, studying him. Dark chocolate eyes and dark brown hair along with fine masculine features weren't a turn off for him and he quickly decided that if he had to, he wouldn't mind being bound to the human sitting across from him. "Did you know that you have the same scent as me, except of course for the taint of that vervain you're wearing?" he asked.

Jeremy gaped in shock at Klaus' words and what they implied before he quickly shut his mouth and began to think. He decided that Klaus was either playing with him or they really did share scents. "What about it? It can't be that weird or imply anything can it?" he asked, wanting the Original's opinion.

Klaus slid the book across the table to Jeremy, open to the page about the legend from the Romans. He had never heard of the legend at the time when he had lived within the Roman Empire and determined it must have been written after he had left and his influence was gone. He watched Jeremy read the pages then furrowed his brow as everything dawned on him.

"You think this is true? That I'm your mate or some destiny crap like?" Jeremy asked, still staring down at the book. The words started to swim in front of his eyes and he felt a massive headache coming on. He knew that this information was definitely more than he could handle right now.

"Actually, yes I do think this is true. However, what it means for the both of us is as of yet unclear to me," Klaus said, standing up and beginning to explore the house.

A/N: I'm trying this pairing and fandom out. If no one reviews and says that they like it then I'm removing this fic from . Hopefully someone like it and I continue writing it knowing that I'm not the only one. Hopefully, I've portrayed the characters right. If not, please tell. Anything else that's wrong, I'm willing to consider changing it if you point it out. I haven't really watched Season 3 except for one or two here and there. So, from whatever episode Stefan stole those four coffins in, this continues from, I suppose. I haven't really figured out the time line. Anyway, please review!