Memories
(An Originals fanfiction written between S2 and S3
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I can remember Klaus as a boy, innocent and carefree. It's hard to believe he was like that once.
There was a day we went walking in the woods together. We snuck away without our parents noticing. Finn was with our mother, Kol was with Father, and Rebekah had gone to play with Henrik. It was just me and Klaus.
"Elijah, why do you think Mother and Father don't want us to be out on full moon nights?" Klaus asked me.
"I don't know." I replied. "Have you asked them?"
"They won't tell me."
For a few minutes, we walked in silence.
"Elijah, why do you think the sky is blue and not a different color?" Klaus asked.
"I have no idea." I said. "Perhaps that's what it prefers."
"Oh."
Silence settled for a few minutes more.
"Elijah, why won't Father let us hunt with him and the other men?" Klaus asked.
"Father said we are too young, and we still need practice with a bow."
"If I get bigger and practice more, can I go?"
"I think so."
"Then can we? I'm tired of just walking."
There was a storm that night. It was one of the fiercest I had ever seen. Father locked the door and all the windows and made sure the house was sturdy enough to survive.
I did fall asleep eventually. But I woken up by a hand on my arm and a voice whispering my name.
"What is it, Klaus?" I murmured.
"I can't sleep." he whispered. "The storm is too loud."
"Just try harder." I said and turned over.
"Can't I just stay here with you?" he asked.
"Why? Are you scared?"
"No, I'm not. I just-"
There was a crashing boom of thunder outside. Klaus gasped and grasped my wrist. He was afraid.
"Well," I said, "if you think you might sleep better if you stay here with me, you can."
He got underneath and said, "Good night, Elijah."
"Good night, Klaus."
It's sad to think of those days now, after everything we have been through, and how much that relationship and been tested and damaged. Is there to fix it? Or is that simple relationship of ours just a distant memory?
-Elijah Mikaelson