AN: A companion to "Hands". I just loved the way Damon and Elena looked at each other during their dance, so I had to write this. I'm think of making a whole little series about that one epic dance, what do you guys think? REVIEW. DO IT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.

Warnings: None

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries.

Eyes

His icy blue eyes staring into mine. Why can't I forget that? Why can't I forget the way he looked at me? Like I was something at once precious and dangerous. Something he wanted to pull closer and yet throw as far away him as possible. Why would he even look at me like that? Why would he look?

Was he seeing Katherine? Had he seen our dance as their dance? Had they even danced like that together? Did it matter? Whatever he was seeing, it couldn't have been me. Damon only ever looks at me with amused eyes, or angry eyes, or irritated eyes. Or just that one time, with hurt eyes.

There is no room in my understanding of the vampire for the eyes I'd seen during the dance. Damon can't see me that way. He just can't. It would destroy this fragile thing between us. It would ruin any chance of Damon and Stefan ever truly being brothers again.

It would turn me into Katherine.

Her chocolate browns lost in my pale blues. Why do I see it on the insides of my eyelids every time I so much as blink? Why was she looking at me like that? Like something dangerously beautiful. Something cold and sharp, but infinitely fragile. Why would she do look at me like that? Why?

Was she seeing Stefan? Sliding his face over mine so she could dance with him instead of his evil older brother? Had she ever danced like this with him? Did it matter? Whatever she was seeing couldn't have been me. Elena only looks at me with eyes full of irritation or anger or amusement. Or, a lot more recently than I'd like, full of hurt.

There is no room in my limited understanding of the mortal girl to accommodate the emotion in her eyes that day. Elena cannot see me that way. She just can't. it would change this thing between us from understanding to something…else, something different. It would sever any connection I've ever had a chance of having with Stefan besides seething, pained hatred.

It would turn me into Stefan.

AN: The last lines from each of them seem really important to me. Elena becoming like Katherine is obivous: Katherine "loved" both brothers and it tore them apart. The bit about Damn turning into Stefan is a bit more abstract: from Damon's POV at least, it was Stefan who ruined their relationship by being with Katherine. Thus, if Damon and Elena ever hooked up, Damon would become like the traitor he feels his brother is.