Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. It belongs to L.J. Smith.

Boy and Girl

Everyone knows how it started. Boy met girl. Boy liked girl. Boy and girl fell in love…but what if there was a brother? What if the girl liked the brothers? What if the girl liked one more than the other? What if it was the boy's brother that he couldn't stand and they killed each other for the girl?

Damon Salvatore stood on the porch of a white mansion with his hands behind his back, awaiting the arrival of Katherine Pierce and…his despicable brother. He didn't know why he was waiting on them. Maybe it was to see Katherine, but maybe it was to see his brother's face fall when Damon stole Katherine back. After all, she had originally been his. She had been the reason he'd returned from the war.

The white carriage being pulled by two white horses appeared on the cobblestone road. Damon's eyes were cold. His brother would be there only in seconds to rub into his brother's face that yet again, he won the girl's heart. It disgusted him.

The carriage came to a stop and Damon stepped off the porch to help Katherine, but when the carriage door opened, Stefan was the first one out. Damon narrowed his eyes, as did Stefan. Damon didn't step away, but his hand remained outstretched for Katherine, unlike Stefan, whose was balled into fists. Damon smirked as Katherine placed her hand in his.

"Now, boys, that's no way to greet one another, especially when you haven't seen each other for weeks," Katherine said as she stepped out, "and while in the presence of a lady. Hasn't your fathers taught you?" Damon smirked.

"Yes, Miss. Pierce, but my brother doesn't have any manners," Damon said coolly. Stefan's glare was cold enough to freeze over Hell. "I was thinking of having him checked for that disease from animal bites." Katherine gave him a look.

"Now, Mr. Salvatore, that is no way to talk of your brother when he is near," she said in a scolding voice. Damon kissed her hand.

"My apologies, Miss. Pierce," he said. Stefan took Katherine's hand and started to lead her to the house.

"Come, Katherine, let me show you around," he said, leaving Damon behind.

Damon heard a knock on his door and went to answer it. Katherine slipped in and kissed his lips. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her lips. She turned her head so he kissed her cheek.

"Damon, stop," she whispered, putting her hands on his chest. He looked at her with a look of hurt.

"What's wrong?" he asked, running a hand through her curls. She leaned against the door.

"I have something to tell you," she whispered. She closed her eyes. "You have to swear not to overreact or tell anyone." He nodded, concerned. She opened his eyes and kissed him, her teeth grazing his lip, drawing blood. He jumped back in shock, his eyes wide. She smiled slightly to reveal the fangs.

"Katherine…" he whispered. She walked over and kissed him, licking off the blood. He was in shock.

"I'm sorry, Damon," she said, touching his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. "Forgive me?"

"I could never be mad at you, Katherine," he said, looking at her. "Change me. I want to be with you."

"Damon-" he cut her off.

"Please, Katherine, change me and we can be together for life," he begged. Katherine looked at him. "Please."

"I'll have to think about it," she whispered and kissed him again and ended the discussion.