A message was left on the door for Damon.
"Meet me up on the ridge tonight", was written in old style script. The linen envelope smelled faintly of honeysuckle and lilac. A quick smirk flashed on his lips. Elena? But just a quickly it disappeared, it was not her smell.
He walked into the living room of the boarding house and flopped onto the couch. "Who the hell could be either so stupid or brave as to want to meet him?", he sighed as he smelled the envelope again.
He closed his eyes for a moment, thinking back to when he was human. Nothing came to mind in reference to the ridge or the smell of honeysuckle and lilac.
He decided it was a joke, a prank by either Stefan or Elena. Hell it might be both of them together. He laid the note on the table and with cat like grace jumped up off the couch and went to the liquor cart to pour a double shot of scotch for himself.
He reached for the decanter and there was another note nestled between the scotch and the bourbon. He looked around and took the note opening it slowly. The smell of honeysuckle and lilac hit his nose again.
He slipped the linen paper out and read, " Won't you come join me tonightWhere moonlight drips into your eyes?". Ok they are definitely more stupid than brave he thinks to himself. He swallows the scotch in one gulp.
He starts walking up the stairs, to his room. His mood going from curiosity to anger. Someone was in his home and more importantly in his scotch. "Maybe a shower will help my mood" he thinks out loud. He jumps when Stefan tells him it wont help his mood.
"When the hell do you get here?" Damon asks sarcasm dripping off his tongue. "Just long enough to hear your question dear brother" Stefan replies with a smile.
"Who are the notes for?" Stefan asks.
"What notes?" Damon growls. He can not believe that Stefan snuck up on him.
"The notes in your left hand Damon", Stefan's voice becoming more irritated by the second, "Are they from Elena?"
Damon looks at the envelopes and glares at Stefan, "If they were for you I would hand them over to you. If they were from Elena, well maybe not." He is smirking at Stefan now, knowing that he is goading him into a fight.
Stefan becoming truly enraged at his brother lunges at Damon and makes a grab for the notes. Damon side steps out of Stefan's reach and helps him crash into the wall.
"They are both for me, not you little brother.", he tells a crumpled Stefan as he continues on his way down the hall. " Nothing like kicking your brothers ass to brighten one's mood" he thinks to himself.
He strips off the black button up and lets it fall to the floor. Next he steps out of form fitting jeans and boxers, leaving a trail to the shower.
The hot water feels so good against his skin. He slides his hands down his body enjoying the feel of his muscles beneath his finger tips. "Damn I could get off on feeling myself up", he smirks. Just as his hands slide lower.
"Damon", Stefan shouts as he starts pounding on the bathroom door, "save me some of the hot water."
Damon swears violently at Stefan in Italian. He shakes his head and says in a more controlled voice , "I will rip your non beating heart out if you pound on the door again asshole".
He opens the shower door to say something else but is frozen in place. The steam covered mirror reveals a message for Damon, "I just want one little kiss,when we get high up on the ridge".
Damon, "You are going to die for this Stefan, I am going to rip your heart out and show it to you as your eyes close for the last time." He rips the bathroom door off the hinges and lunges at a startled Stefan.
Stefan has no idea what has possessed Damon at this very moment. His very naked and wet brother was landing on top of him, swinging his fists wildly at his face.
Stefan, "What the hell is wrong with you?" as he throws Damon across the room.
Damon lunges again at Stefan, "What the hell kind of freak are you?" "Just a kiss huh? Well fucking kiss this!" Damon's fist connects with Stefan's jaw and he can hear the bones break.
Before Stefan realizes what he is doing he grabs a piece of the splintered door jam and thrusts it in Damon's chest, missing the heart but stopping the attack.