A/N: My first work of fanfiction ever published, this is just a silly little gift/request based on the recent spoilers and rumours we've been receiving about the special 100th Anniversary edition of TVD.

Disclaimer- I do not own or have the rights to any of the characters mentioned in this piece, or the TV Show that they are taken from, I am but a humble Fangirl and this is the work of my weird and hopeful imagination.

Basically just fluff but Rated T to be on the safe side.

Klaroline Drabble Prompt

"What exactly are you trying to tell me Caroline?" The brunette stood deathly still, her hands hung at her sides, fingers curled into fists. She stared at her best friend, her big brown eyes shining with disbelief and boring into the bluey green eyes in front of her, imploring, patiently waiting for her next words.

"Well w-we, Tyler was gone you know that and we, I-I missed him so much and then he was here and we we just.."

"Caroline Caroline wh.."

"WE BROKE UP" The blonde bit her lip after her outburst and shook her head slightly with a deep sigh, her curls swaying softly from side to side, she brushed them back off her face and closed her eyes with a deep breath. "I am so so sorry I never told you Elena, I-I don't know what happened, I was hurt and heart broken and then I was just so angry at him, he he just left, just took off without looking back at me a-and…"

"Well that wasn't a very nice thing to do was it? Hardly gentlemanly at all one would say, but that's Tyler Lockwood for you isn't it, hardly a man of his word.."

Caroline froze mid rant and jumped at the new but distinctly recognisable voice in the room, her eyes sprung open, Elena was staring back at her, eyes wide and eye brows raised, her top lip raised ever so slightly trying to hide the ghost of a knowing smirk. They both turned their heads towards the doorway.

" My Apologies, I can see I'm clearly interrupting something of somewhat importance" he ended the sentence with a small, cheeky but devilish grin. He wasn't sorry at all.

Caroline let go of the breath she didn't even know she was holding as she watched Klaus walk further into the room, closer, closer to her. She tried so hard to keep the smile from appearing on her lips, but her eyes betrayed her dismissive, uninterested appearance she was trying to fake. The sea green and ocean blue pools of her eyes shone brightly and unblinking as he strolled impossibly closer to her, calm and collected until he was standing right in front of her, she couldn't move, her mind and body weren't in sync, all logical thoughts gone as she allowed herself to think about how she felt about seeing the man in front of her.

"Um I, I'm just gonna go downstairs, I'll talk to you later Caroline." Elena slowly turned to walk past the two staring at each other, she kept her eyes trained on her best friend as she side stepped past and just before she left the room the blonde moved her gaze quickly back to her, silently pleading, asking. Elena tipped her head ever so slightly in acknowledgment as her eyes softened and her lips curled, she turned to Klaus who glanced back at her and bowed slightly with a nod of his head as she left, dapper as ever. He waited for the brunette vampire to leave the room, tilting his head slightly, listening to her descending the staircase with his astute Hybrid hearing, nodding and smiling slightly to himself when he could hear nobody or nothing but the fast, steady beating of the heart in front him, her heart, it's always been her heart. He wouldn't care if anybody was around anyway; subtle was not a word he would often associate himself with.

"You're back?" It was more of statement than a question but he nodded anyway, silently drinking in the sight before him. She hadn't changed in the time he'd been away; even if she had she'd still be beautiful, always beautiful to him. Her long blonde hair hung in waves and spirals around her shoulders which rose up and down gently with her even breaths, trying to calm her emotions, and her tongue. There were a million things she wanted, needed, to say to him. Why? Nobody knew, she didn't know? Her eyes sparkled dangerously, unmoving from the deep blue of his.

"Just like that your back? No explanation, no.."

"I left you a voice message love, you really should come to New Orleans, It certainly is exquisite.."

"I heard it, It, It just wasn't the right time you know" she shrugged slightly and smirked teasingly, her head tilting to the side, their eyes never moving from the others. "You're on your own? You came here alone?"

"Unfortunately not, call it family business if you will, but there's never business without pleasure is there?" His eyes twinkled mischievously and she tried to stop that last part from entering her mind. It didn't work.

"Back for good" Her voice rose a note higher on the last word, she cleared her voice as subtle as she could trying to disguise the excitement that the question rose in her, excitement really? " I, I mean are you all moving back here to take back your title of Town Family Terrorists or..?" She quipped, her smirk growing ever more evident.

"Somebody has replaced us in that role? Well we can't have that can we?" He answered back, conniving but charming as ever, his grin turning wolfish. That wasn't exactly an answer she thought, but she was enjoying this too much to think about it. Though she wouldn't let that last part be known.

"Your hair is different" she noticed, her eyes sweeping over his dirty blonde hair swept into his signature messy style that looked too good on him, her gaze dropped to the stubble scattered around on his strong jaw, she didn't notice him taking the last few steps until his face was inches from hers. She looked back up suddenly, snapping herself out of her thoughts, embarrassed at the statement she just made aloud. Her eyes reconnected with his, her nose a breath away from his.

"Thank You for noticing Caroline, I can't deny that I'm rather ecstatic at that particular comment" his smile grew impossibly wider, his perfect white teeth showing and dimples peeking out either side of his lips. His eyes drop to the full, pink pout of her lips, he opens and closes his mouth a few times, searching for the right words. She pants out a rapid breath watching him, why does this feel so right?

"Klaus why, why are yo.." She's cut off mid sentence, his lips gently sweeping against hers, his nose brushing gently alongside hers, nuzzling, pleading, asking for more, give me more, don't ask, don't talk.

"For this Caroline" He whispers on a raspy breath. "I'm here for this, for yo.."

He's cut off this time by her lips crushing against his, taking, un-apologetic. Their eyes close and re-open at the same time, seeking out each other, gazing and imploring, lips soft and gentle and also fierce and ferocious, mine. A few hearts beats later she's pushed up against the nearest wall, with force so protective but also caringly so it hurts, this feels like home. Coming up for air for a split second he looks into her eyes, asking, needing to know, will you resist me? Please don't resist me. A silent agreement is made in the hot air dissipating in the almost not-there space between them.

You, it's always been you…