A/N : Hi this a new story.

For people waiting on my other stories I am working on the new chapter of my Angel fic and Dangerous Dalliance and I will post it shortly. *fingers crossed*.

I started this as a fun high school story but it turned out a little dramatic and intense. Anyway hopefully you enjoy.

" You are the completeness of my incompleteness" Avijeet Das

Chapter 1

"You have to do it Nik." Rebekah Mikaelson said to her brother as he took off his helmet after coming to stand beside her by the benches in the football field. The practice match was over but the season was commencing so coach yelled for the players to be back at the field again later this evening. His teammates nodded in assent as the coach whistled.

"Do what?" Klaus Mikaelson asked in return. The coach gathered his bag and thumped Klaus on his back as he walked past him.

Klaus took a water bottle and poured it on his face. His golden wavy hair now drenched with both water and sweat. He took off his gloves and began untying his cleats.

She huffed and rolled her leafy green eyes. "Get Caroline Forbes out of the competition."

"Caroline who?" he responded with a question conveying ignorance although he knew who Caroline Forbes was.

In fact the blonde with a cheery smile, entrancing green-blue gaze and a sharp tongue was someone Niklaus found very hard to ignore. He had history, english and math with her and ever since she had moved to their town six months ago he was barely passing those classes.

It wasn't that he was a creep with lustful fantasies and couldn't stop picturing her naked like a hormonally crazed fifteen year old might.

It was that and a little more. Whenever he was within a few inches of her he would get a weird funny feeling in his chest. Like someone had just stepped on his heart and continued to squish it regularly. But it didn't matter she wasn't even aware of his pathetic crush on her. To be honest in a way it was better that she wasn't privy to his feelings because straight A scoring academically focused girls, no matter how much those lively eyes made him crazy, were not for him. Besides he had overheard her say she would rather chew on live eels than date one of those quintessential dumb pervy jocks.

"Caroline Forbes. She is becoming a bit of a problem now. She took my place as an honors student and now she is going after my cheer captain position. I can not stand by and let her ruin my life you have to do something."

Klaus narrowed his eyes not taking his sister's dilemma seriously. "I have to do something? Beks I have to go change and then I have to go meet Tatia."

Rebekah gave out a little dramatic shriek. "Nik. My life is falling apart and you are worried about Tatia. She doesn't even care about you. She is all about Mason these days."

He knew Tatia had history with his brother Elijah and was now hooking up with Mason but she and Mason weren't exclusive. She had been sending him signals all week and he needed to get laid. It sounded sordid but it wasn't. It was pretty simple Tatia used him and he used her. Neither expected any commitment from the other.

"I know. But me and Tatia it's … different." Klaus supplied for the lack of a better word.

"So you care more about that floozy than your own sister?"

"Yes." he replied and left his sister fuming.

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He walked over to his porsche and threw his backpack in the back seat when he remembered he had left his wallet in his locker. Klaus headed back to the school lockers in the hallways which were silent at present since everybody had left after school. He heard voices, a male and a female. He recognized the female voice, he would recognize that sweet voice even in a coma.

He continued forward and saw Tyler Lockwood had Caroline pinned against the wall. His filthy hand sneaking beneath her skirt.

"Let me go! You asshole. Tyler!" she yelled, then pleaded, tears running down her cheeks as she struggled to free herself. But he was heavier than her, had her caged in his arms. She was out of breath, fear and apprehension had her in it's chokehold. His hand crept beneath her skirt, she twisted. He left sloppy wet kisses over her neck. He tore at her skirt and her panties, she whimpered. She cried and closed her eyes. She knew this was it, now he would rape her and she won't be able to do anything. All her struggles were futile.

In the next instant Tyler was being flung backwards. Klaus Mikaelson grabbed Tyler's collar and punched him square on his jaw. He threw Tyler on the floor and landed another punch. Tyler began moaning with pain too hurt to fight back.

The moment Klaus had seen what was going on a red haze of ire had blinded him. He didn't know what madness had possessed him but he knew he had to keep Caroline safe. He had lept on Tyler, his fury and wrath pushing him over the edge when he saw what that fucker was doing to Caroline. Now he lay on the floor groaning like a little bitch. He turned and saw a doe-eyed, weeping Caroline standing hunched near the wall. Her shirt and skirt were torn. He took off his jacket and moved to put it around her shoulders but she jerked back.

"Caroline." he called out softly, her teary eyed gaze met his. "Shh. It's okay. It's me. You're safe"

As if woken from a trance she suddenly flung herself in his arms. His arms curled around her before he knew what he was doing. Her scent and softness calmed him, soothed his anger.

She hated herself for breaking down like a weakling but she needed him, in this moment she wanted nothing more than the feel of his solid and safe embrace.

Tyler got up on unsteady legs was about to hit Klaus but Caroline's shriek alerted him. Klaus turned around and punched Tyler again. Then led Caroline to his car.

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He sat in the hospital hallway in one of the waiting chairs. She had been pretty shaken up after the whole incident. His fists clenched as he was reminded of what Tyler had done. He did not even want to think what could have happened if he hadn't gone back for his wallet. Rage, he understood but he didnt understand the why of it's emergence. Why had he felt it burning high the instant he had seen Tyler all over Caroline? Saving a girl, any girl from being assaulted was the right thing to do, he would have done it perhaps but he knew he wasn't moral and righteous like his brother. His fury hadn't stemmed from righteousness nor had he saved Caroline ruled by that sense of morality. He had wanted to punch that asshole even before he knew what exactly was happening. So he was puzzled by the possessiveness he felt for her.

A blonde woman exited the elevator and raced towards the room Caroline was in. Just then the doctor came out and headed in Klaus's direction. "Mr Mikaelson." the stern looking female doctor addressed him, "Your friend is resting right now. She was very anxious so we gave her a sedative. We examined her and thankfully there is no visible bruising or any laceration. She will be able to go home in a bit. I suggest you lodge a formal complaint against the student responsible for this."

Klaus nodded and wanted to ask if he could see Caroline but the words got stuck in his throat, his emotions in an upheaval.

"Oh my god. Is my daughter okay? I'm Elizabeth Forbes. Caroline's mother." Elizabeth Forbes interrupted their conversation. She was so perturbed that she barely spared Klaus a glance.

"Mrs Forbes Caroline is fine."

"Can I see her?" Elizabeth Forbes asked.

"Sure you can." the doctor replied and Elizabeth rushed inside.

The door opened and Klaus saw her lying on the hospital bed. Her face pallid, almost waxy she looked so fragile, as if a careless touch might shatter her. Anger surfaced again. He wanted to go to her but he didn't instead he turned around and left.

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She lay awake in her bed. The doctors had discharged her the same night. She thought about the what had passed and bile rose along with fear and anxiety. She felt herself trembling so she gathered her covers around her and shut her lids tightly. It was like living it again, feeling Tyler's mouth on her neck, his hands on her thigh and the helplessness she had felt. A tear escaped, then two and three before long she was choking back sobs. Curled in a ball Caroline cried herself to sleep.

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Klaus lay awake that night. He felt the unspent fury and wrath vibrating beneath his skin. He wanted to pummel something, see his misery laid down in a pile of destruction. Restless he got up and headed towards his studio. Canvases some painted, some empty stood haphazardly around the room. A punching bag hung on one side. He grabbed his gloves and began doling out his frustration on it. At the first hit he imagined Tyler's face as a target. Then his arms, his legs, his abdomen. With each hit he thought about hitting Tyler Lockwood, he felt relieved somewhat. Sweat rolled down his face. He wiped it. Caroline's crying face flashed in front of his eyes and he punched it harder. Then grabbed the bag and leaned against it, breathless and exhausted.

"Why?" he asked himself. Wanting to know why that incident had affected him so. Then with one last punch he left to go shower.

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Caroline washed her face and took in her reflection in the mirror, swollen red eyes, pale face, water droplets running down. She looked at herself and saw a coward and a fool. With an angry twist of her hand she turned off the tap and left the bathroom.

She had been so naive thinking Tyler Lockwood actually liked her. She had always prided herself on being an excellent judge of character. She always gave preference to her academics and stayed away from boys like Tyler. Jocks who wanted nothing more than sex and football. But Tyler had been persistent and even sweet to her in the beginning. Giving her flowers, sending her chocolates, showering her with affection. She had never thought he would turn out to be the vile scum he was.

He would've raped her if it hadn't been for Niklaus.

Niklaus Mikaelson was another one of those jock stereotypes she had promised herself she would stay away from, but he had actually turned out to be different. He had an intenstity about him, which curiously she found tempting. The rage she had witnessed in his eyes, the worry for her well being and his concern when he had taken her to the hospital, all came back to her. It gave rise to a contrary sort of nervousness.

Caroline knew she should thank him. Grabbing her books and her purse she headed downstairs.

Her mom had already left for work after checking up on her. She had insisted for Caroline to take a few days off, but Caroline had refused.

She got to her car and drove off to school.

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It had been three days since that catastrophe. Caroline now stood at the bleachers watching the football team practise. Klaus Mikaelson was apparently very good at the sport. Girls were cheering him on.

One shouted, "I love you, Nik!" and Caroline looked over at his over-enthusiastic fan and couldn't help but laugh lightly.

She felt a pair of eyes on her and turned to see who it was. That familiar blue gaze was directed at her. He was more than a few feet away, but still it felt he was close, much closer. It was like being aware of just him and herself, oblivious to the rest of the world. He jogged towards the bleachers and but stood at some distance from her. Caroline approached him.

He had seen her standing watching the game and it had again produced that funny feeling in his chest. She looked absolutely stunning in her purple top and blue jeans, her hair styled with a head band.

Coach whistled and let them know the practise was over. Klaus marched towards the bleachers but didn't go to her. His inhibitions, or perhaps his pride got in the way. He wasn't a candid person by nature so he patiently waited for her come to her.

"Hi. Can we talk?" she asked him with a small smile.

Klaus nodded, "Yes."

"Not here." she added and had him raise a brow but he led her behind the bleachers to the backyard of the school.

She stopped close to a pillar. "I wanted to thank you for what you did for me. It really means a lot."

"You should have taken a few days off." Klaus remarked. He tried his best to sound neutral but couldn't hide his concern.

Her smile was his reward. "My mom said the same thing. But I have an AP Biology and Maths test next week so I can not miss my classes."

This time he smiled, but it was more of a smirk studded with two very sexy dimples. "Of course."

Caroline felt a little offended and a little of something else. "Are you making fun of me?"

"No. I just knew you wouldn't be able to stay away from studies."

"You think you know me?" her voice grew prim.

"Everybody knows you." he said as a matter of fact and her anger died down.

"Everybody doesn't know me." she felt him glance at her lips.

"They do. Decathlon and Math quiz team captain. Plus Mrs Simmons was very happy to announce that only Miss Forbes had ever got an A++ in her advanced Math class." he looked impressed when he said that. It made her blush.

"Well...I.." she began but suddenly he asked, "Are you okay?"

"I am better. I was spooked earlier but now I am good. Thanks for asking." she replied touched by his concern.

"You don't have to keep thanking me."

"Can I ask a favor?"

"Do you want me beat Tyler up some more?" he asked.

She laughed, "No. Can you not tell anybody about what happened?"

"I won't. But I got him suspended from the team." they began walking together now. At her worried expression he added, "Don't worry I didn't say anything. He was actually sucking at the game."

"Was he really?"

"What do you think?" he questioned in turn. Gosh he really was sexy when he gave her that half smirk. Was she becoming one of those girls who flocked around him? No she would never be that girl she decided and in a more formal tone stated,"I wish I could make up to you some way."

He instantly gauged the change in her demeanor so Klaus took a step closer. "There is one way." She should be afraid but oddly she wasn't. He made her anxious with a tingly warmth swirling in her belly.

"What way?"

"You could tutor me. I'm tanking Math and I could use your help." it was a terrible lie and Klaus didn't know why he said that. He just knew he wanted her to keep talking to him, stay close to him. It was strange yet somehow felt natural.

"Okay. When do you want to start?" she tucked her hair behind her left ear, a subtly sweet gesture.

"Tomorrow."

"Sure. You could come at my place. What time?" she asked and took out her cellphone from her pocket. She gave it to him. He typed in his number and replied, "At 6?"

"6 pm is fine. I'll see you." she turned around then looked back at him once and walked away.

Klaus felt himself smiling as he watched her saunter away.

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"I knew you'd come around." Rebekah sighed as she flopped on Klaus's bed while he was sketching something.

He shut the sketch pad with a snap. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I saw you talk to that Forbes girl. Infact everyone saw you. Heck even a hyperventilating Tatia came to me, distressed that her boyfriend was hanging around with that nerd rat."

"I am not her boyfriend and don't call her a rat." his voice took on an edge.

Rebekah lifted a brow at the sudden outburst of emotion from his brother but then again when was he never not in a foul mood so she dismissed it. "Tell that to Tatia."

"She knows." Klaus reopened his sketch pad and began working on another one. Apparently Tatia thought they were together. He would have to set her right.

"Whatever. So you're gonna fool around with that over achiever nerd a little and then dump her right?" Rebekah sounded enthused. "The cheer tryouts start next week. If she ends up taking my spot I swear to god I'll scream so loud the lot of you will go deaf. She took my spot in the quiz team and then the Decathlon. But I am the cheer captain she can not …"

"Rebekah would you just sod off. I don't care about any of it." He wasn't even listening to her right now so he didn't correct Rebekah when she thought that Klaus was just messing around with Caroline because Rebekah had asked him to do so.

"Fine. But big brother I owe you one." she remarked and then she was gone.

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So what do you guys think. High school plots are a little clichè but i just had this idea and I wanted to work on it. I am actually gonna take some common tropes in this and try to write them in a different way. Let's see what I come up with.

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