I literally hate myself for leaving this story unchecked for so long! Please forgive me! This story got put on the backburner, because it wasn't as well received as I thought, because, let's face it, we are all sick of the Steroline, but I will say, this story will focus on the friendship between the two. The only romantic entanglement in this is the obvious: Klaroline! So don't fret none! Okay?

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Katherine wanted to scream and throw things and…

Who was she kidding, there was no and. She poured the rest of her wine down the sink, and heard him coming up behind her. "Don't even think it." She remarked, shaking her head.

Klaus shook his head, and leaned against the counter. "What's there not to think about, Katherine?" He asked, roughly. "I thought the next step would be to move in together not marriage." He stated, shaking his head.

She groaned, and shook her head. "What if that's not what I want?!" She shouted, turning to face him, head on.

Klaus turned his head, and sighed, trying to keep his temper in check. "Well, then, I'm sorry, Katherine, but marriage is not something on my list at the moment, besides," He began, turning to face her head on. "Where did this new obsession about marriage come from? I thought you were happy where we were." He asked, folding his arms across his chest.

Katherine frowned, and shook her head. "Stefan's new wife told me that there was a big change coming in my life, and that I should embrace it, because it will be different and cause pain, but in the long run it'll be better." She answered, glaring at him.

Klaus' brow furrowed, and he glared at her. "Stefan married a psychic?" He asked, as she huffed, and threw her arms out.

"That's the only thing you got from this!" She shouted, turning on her heel, and marched towards the living room.

He rolled his eyes, and followed her, his temper simmering. "I'm just concerned, Katherine. A woman arrives in the city, and already she's giving you advice." He remarked, as she whirled around, letting her dark brown hair fly behind her.

"Why must you psychoanalyze everything and everyone, Klaus?!" She asked, shaking her head.

"That was not psychoanalysis, Katherine, it was mere fact." He stated, shaking his head.

She huffed. "Forget, Klaus, just forget it. Forget that I said we should get married, forget that I mentioned Caroline, forget everything!" She shouted, pushing past him, and headed for the bedroom, where she slammed the door.

Klaus closed his eyes for a second, before turning to see the door close, and sighed. "Caroline…" He whispered, marching over to the stereo system, and turned on the New Orleans Jazz, and sat down at the drums, and began to play out his frustration.

~XXX~

Later that night, Caroline carefully crawled out of bed, and walked gracefully across the bedroom floor, and passed her husband, sleeping in the chair, where he had fallen asleep reading. She shook her head, as she headed for the door, and sighed.

This was not the way she imagined spending her wedding night or any night married. Something in her heart told her that this was not the man she had seen, but she wouldn't back down. She was stubborn, as her Grammy always said.

As she made it to the top of the building, she lifted her eyes to the sky, and tried to pick out the familiar constellations she missed from back home.

The wind blew around her, creating fresh air that made her smile, as she lifted her arms outward and let it carry her off.

She didn't know someone was watching, not that she would have cared anyway.

For across the street, Klaus stood at the window of his bedroom, drinking a cup of warm milk, and watched her. The nightgown she wore was almost entirely see through, and he could see the contours of her body hidden in the depths.

He swallowed, and tried to lower his eyes, but he couldn't stop the enchantment she had placed on him. She was beautiful, he realized, but also dangerous.

As she twirled around on the roof, letting a laugh escape her lips, his chest tightened. Shaking his head, he was about to turn when he heard the laughter stop, lifting his head, he saw her watching him.

Even though they were separated by a street, their eyes met, and it was as if they had known each other forever. Her blue-green eyes searched his blue, and she walked closer to the edge, until she stopped at the small wall.

He opened the window, and stepped out onto the balcony, not really knowing why, but felt the wind touch his bare chest.

She smiled, a friendly smile, and tilted her head to the side. "Hello," She called out, though it wasn't loud.

He couldn't stop the smile, and returned her greeting.

She smiled, even more, which he didn't think was possible, but she did. "I'm Caroline." She introduced, leaving off her last name, which she was still unsure about.

Klaus wanted to frown, and demand why she almost destroyed his relationship with Katherine, but instead, he returned with his name, "Klaus."

She nodded, and smiled with a small laugh. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Klaus." She responded, letting his name be caressed by her tongue.

He nodded, and smiled. "You as well, Caroline," He returned, warmly, not understanding why.

She smiled, and backed up. "I hope to see you again, soon." She remarked, turning to go.

Klaus nodded, and sighed. "Count on it." He whispered, as she disappeared behind one of the round objects on the roof. Bowing his head, he felt his heart race, and for the first time in his life, he felt confused. Laying down that night, he stared at the ceiling, and thought only of her. Even though it was wrong, he couldn't help but to do it.

And across the street, as Caroline laid her head on the pillow, she thought only of the man across the street, and why she felt drawn to him, even though she was a married woman.

Turning her head, she gazed at her husband, still sleeping in his chair. If only he could make her heart beat as the man across the street made it beat.

But something deep in her soul told her that it was not possible, so as she drifted off to sleep, she dreamed a calming dream, and though she didn't understand it at first, she realized it had nothing to do with her husband.

Nothing at all.


Please be kind!

How did you like their introductions? If you didn't that's okay, I have something else in store for them! No worries!

I may have gone off script from the last one, but I hope I'll get it right the next go around!

Next Chapter: Klaus and Caroline try to hide their attraction; Stefan second guesses his reasons for marriage, and meets a new love unexpectedly.

Until Next Time...