Prompt: "Math homework belongs in the deepest fiery depths of hell."

Pairing: Klaroline

Characters: Caroline, Klaus, and Tyler(mentioned).

Rating: T

Words: 1052

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries.

AN: Hey readers! I've been kind of busy all week, but I managed to whip up this story for y'all. Hope you enjoy!

BTW: Do you guys have any prompts or ideas that I should write for the next chapter? If you do, please just send me a review and I'll get right on it.

Chapter 3

Caroline sat on her bed glaring down at the conic equations worksheet in her lap. Why did math have to be so damn frustrating! She was doing the process in the exact way that the teacher had performed it on the board during class, and she was still getting the wrong answer. In what world does that make any sense? Caroline erased her work, resigning to try it once more. About halfway through the problem, she corrected a simple mistake. Hope blossomed in her chest. Perhaps that was it; maybe that was why she got the wrong answer. She compared her answer to the one on the homework key.

It was wrong.

Once again, she was wrong.

"Damn it!" Caroline huffed. Her frustration had reached its peak, causing her to crumple the paper into a ball and chuck it across the room. Since she was so preoccupied with stewing in her anger, she hadn't noticed the silent figure watching the scene with apparent amusement.

"Now, love, what did the paper ever do to you to receive such treatment?" An irritatingly familiar voice voiced by her window. Her head snapped towards him. He sat along the windowsill, one foot rested on the plush carpet within her room, and the other hung carelessly out the window, dangling freely and swaying in time with the wind. The moonlight reflected off his blonde curls perfectly and outlined his silhouette with an ironic halo of light. He looked like an angel of darkness. More like a devil in disguise.

Caroline snorted at the thought, full heartedly agreeing with it.

Caroline ignored his question. She didn't have to answer to him, and she damn well wouldn't. "What are you doing here Klaus?" Her frustration bled out into her tone. Her anger only seemed to heighten his own amusement, which in turn only made her grow even angrier.

How did she deal with this anger? Easy. She took it out on him.

Caroline leapt out of her seat and stalked towards him. In Klaus' mind, she brought forth the image of a lioness tensing its muscles in preparation to pounce on its prey. She was truly a vision. Golden wisps of hair flew behind her with how swiftly she advanced on him, and the air around hair was palpably charged with destructive energy. Klaus knew that the blonde was close to exploding, and while a part of him—not that he'd ever voice it—was terrified of being the sole target for this furious vampire, the majority of him was excited to see her lose control of herself. The hybrid was itching to be the reason she toppled over the edge.

She was going to be a force to be reckoned with one day, and Klaus would witness it all.

"I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop by for a glimpse of your beautiful face," Klaus quipped charmingly, flashing her his dimples. Caroline rolled her eyes at the blatant flattery. "I was going to announce my presence when I noticed you were concentrating rather deeply on something."

The blonde's frown deepened, and replied to his silent query, "Math homework belongs in the deepest fiery depths of hell. Unfortunately, I can't magically banish mine to its rightful place, so I threw it against the wall instead."

"That sounds terrible," Klaus chuckled. "Things like that makes me happy I was born before any of it existed."

"Lucky you," Caroline muttered.

"Now what's got you in a tizzy?" Klaus raised an eyebrow.

"Math, I don't get it," Caroline groaned, motioning towards the discarded paper. He rose from his seat and approached the crumpled assignment. He smoothed out the crinkles and glanced at the problem. Smirking at her, he snatched up the pencil in her grasp and began writing on the paper. His hand blurred with how quick he was able to finish the problem. Once finished, he shoved the paper at her. Caroline looked down at his work in disbelief and glanced back up at him. Klaus' eyes bore into hers daringly, motioning her to check the key. The vampire narrowed her eyes at him. There was no way he was right. Right?

Wrong.

"H-How did you do this?" Caroline gasped incredulously. "The term "high school" didn't even exist when you were a teenager!"

Klaus' smirk turned smug, "As the years pass, you get bored, and the urge to try out new things becomes appealing." The blonde continued to stare at him. "I've been through college quite a few times, love," He added. Caroline's eyes skimmed through the calculations and nodded slowly. She thought she had it now. Ignoring his presence once more, the vampire completed the next set of problems with ease. Caroline grinned triumphantly as she compared her answers to the key; all of them were right. Klaus peered over her shoulder.

"What, no 'thank you'?" The hybrid teased. Grateful for the help, Caroline ignored his jab and spun on her heel to plant a brief kiss on his cheek. Klaus froze at the affectionate gesture, surprised. He was oh so tempted to turn his head to the side to capture her lips with his own, but unfortunately for him she pulled back before he had the opportunity. The blonde looked him in the eyes as she pulled away, and her own softened at the genuine emotion she saw in his.

Only, the hybrid knew all too well that—at the moment—she was Tyler's girl, and while he wanted nothing more than to one up the bastard, Klaus wanted her to be completely and irrevocably his before he tried anything. He didn't want to be the man on the side, not with her anyway.

So Klaus obliterated the growing sexual tension in the most effective way he knew how—sarcasm in its finest.

"If all you wanted was to kiss me, you only had to ask," He smirked.

"Oh just get out Klaus!" Caroline fumed, pushing him out the window where he landed in an infuriatingly graceful manner on the damp earth. Yep, there was that fiery spirit that Klaus knew and loved.

"Until next time, beautiful." Klaus called behind his shoulder—his eyes practically glowed in midnight's shadow, Caroline grudgingly noticed—before he made his escape under the darkness of night.

Ah Klaus, you gotta love him. Klaroline all the way!