AN: Hey guys! This is my first Vampire Diaries Story so please let me know what you think. I want to continue it but that all depends on the feedback I get :)

"What the hell were you thinking?"
Damon didn't even look up as Stefan burst into the room. He could tell his brother was fuming and he knew he would be.
"Nice to see you too brother," he replied, taking a sip of whisky from his cup. "Answer me!" Sefan demanded, standing directly in front of the other vampire with his fists clenched tightly at his sides. Damon shrugged.

"I was thinking about how amazing those delicious looking lips would feel against mine." He looked up into his brothers now blackened eyes with a smirk. With an anamalistic growl, Stefan lunged at Damon, knocking over several pieces of furnerature in the prosess.

The older brother was quick to get out of the way, letting the other crash into the wall but it didn't slow him down.
"Now now Stefan. Don't get so touchy."
"All of my life you have been taking the things that make me happy and either crushing them or making them your own."
Damon raised an eye brow. "Is that why everybody likes you more? Father, Katherine, Elena...?" The hurt was clear in his voice but Stefan was way to pissed off to care.
"Was it worth it Damon?"
"Was what worth it little brother?"
Stefan inched closer, his face twisted in anger. "Kissing her and knowing she feels nothing for you. We both know you only care for her because she looks like Katherine," he spat, watching his brother's reaction closely.

Instantly, Damon's eyes narrowed and he slammed the other against the wall. "You know nothing. Nothing! Do you know why I kissed her? Any idea at all?"
"So you could steal her from me."

"Wrong." Damon's face inched closer.

"Knowing your lips had been there, gently melding with hers, your hands caressing her skin, the closeness of it all was enough."
"You're jelous of me Damon?" Stefan chuckled at the thought but was instantly silenced by Damon's next statement.

"Not of you... of her."
"I-I don't understand..."
Saying nothing, Damon crushed his lips against Stefan's.
"I kissed her to get closer to you," he admitted in a soft tone Stefan had never heard him use, the hurt in his eyes intensifying.
Letting go of his brother, Damon raced from the room, leaving Stefan standing alone, shocked as everything finally sank in.
Damon isn't in love with Elena... he's in love with me. Fuck...