A big thank you to everyone that reviewed. You keep me going. (: I dedicate this chapter to Jackiee, as she's the one who gave me an idea for it.
Now, on with the story...
Damon : WAIT, aren't you going to talk about how handsome and irresista...
Stefan : Where's Elena.?
Damon : *totally frowning at Stefan, giving him dirty looks.* I thought I was speaking.!
*both stare at each other dangerously, as if they were ready to pounce on each other any second.*
Okay guys, cut it. Now, can we get on with the story.? *and I get on with the story before they get to say that 'no' that was definately coming.*
'I Hope It Gives You Hell.'
Damon opened his eyes, and looked up at the ceiling. Finally awake.
He inhaled deeply, and looked to the side to check what time it was on the digital clock he had recently purchased which should have been standing on his bedside table.
He frowned.
It wasn't.
In fact, he wasn't in his room at all.
But why did he feel comfortable and.. safe.? His eyes narrowed as he lifted up the quilt that was covering his waist and down.
He was naked. He didn't go to sleep naked.
First of all, he didn't know where he was, and second off, he didn't know why he was naked.
"Damon, are you up.?" Alaric.?
That was Ric's voice, alright, and there was the man. Walking through the door, heading for the bed.
He was naked too, and the first thing Damon noticed about his body was his chest, and then his eyes travelled down.
And he felt a shot of electricity down in his groin.
"As you can see." What was wrong with him.? It was as if there was two Damon's.
The one who was wondering why the hell he was in Alaric Saltzman's bedroom, on his bed, naked.
And the other one who had just spoken.
The first one, had no control over the other one whatsoever, and that's what was worrying. Very worrying indeed.
Alaric got onto the bed and a moment later he had his hands on either side of Damon, on the bed to support his weight, while he leaned down.
The next thing Damon knew, Alaric's lips were pressed against his, but he didn't object.
Well, Damon number 2 (yeah, he decided to number them) didn't. He did object. He objected very strongly indeed.
But he couldn't do anything about it.
He, most certainly, was not gay.
Alaric didn't seem to be aware of that fact, and neither was Damon number 2, because he kissed back with just as much passion.
What send Damon over the line, and totally was crossing the line was Ric's hand finding its way under the covers and grabbing the vampire's member.
A moan escaped Damon's lips, but then he heard someone else's voice.
Stefan's.
Someone was shaking him, and Ric began to blur and dissolve.?
The realization dawned onto Damon, and he thanked gods Stefan decided to wake him up.
Stefan had to admit, Damon wasn't himself lately.
But what was wrong with his brother, he couldn't quite put a finger on it, just yet.
Right now, he was leaning against the doorframe and looking into Damon's room, and to be more specific at Damon who seemed to be in a deep sleep.
He studied his brother's face, and frowned slightly. He had to wake him up. Their plan awaited to be done, but as he walked up to the bed, something caught his eye.
Stefan's brown eyes travelled down to the lump, that was covered by Damon's quilt, but there was no doubt, his older brother had a boner.
Stefan's cheeks flushed red. It was just that him and his brother never really talked about that. Of course, Damon would talk about his sick, perverse allusions, but...
Well, it just was freaky.
He shook his head, before leaning down and shaking his older sibiling.
"Damon...Get up."
He had to repeat himself a few times, and shake his brother a bit more violently to get a response.
"Stefan.?" He heard Damon say sleepily. He still had his eyes closed though.
"Yes.?"
"Get out." And then he opened his eyes and looked at Stefan.
"But.." The brother was about to object, clearly about to remind Damon that they had a plan, but he didn't need to be reminded.
"I need a minute of privacy. Can I get that in my own room.?"
Elena woke up early. Too early, but she could hardly sleep, what with being so nervous. She had to talk to Bonnie first thing, but Stefan said it was better not to worry her and talk to her next day in school.
Jenna was down in the kitchen, preparing breakfast and to her suprise, Jeremy was sitting down by the kitchen table, biting away at a sandwich.
She smiled. "Good morning."
Jeremy muttered something unaudible from behind his sandwich, while Aunt Jenna, turned around, her face brightening. "Elena.! Staying for breakfast.?"
She shook her head. Her aunt knew her well. Elena barely had any time to eat breakfast at home, or usually she was just to nervous, what with having a vampire boyfriend, and with being mysteriously drawn to his vampire brother, and having a witch as a bestfriend.
Yeah, it ought to get a bit stressful.
Thinking of all the classes she had today, Elena made a mental note that she would have time to talk to Bonnie in the last two history classes.
She just hoped that her best friend will be as cooperative as Alaric had been.
But he had a reason to be cooperative. Bonnie didn't.
Except for the fact that Elena was her bestfriend, but what did it matter really.?
Stefan had been pacing around in circles for the past hour. The Salvatore brothers were occupying the living room, the older sibiling sitting on the sofa, watching the younger one.
"Stefan! For christ sake! I'm dizzy because of your stupid walking.! For the first time in weeks, I don't have a hungover, and if your pacing gets me a headache, you'..down.!"
Damon snapped, while Stefan finally stopped pacing and threw himself down onto an armchair. "Do you think she'll do it.?"
"Do I look like a mind reader.?" Damon decided to answer a question with a question. So, that's what was bothering Stefan all morning.? "You're pathetic."
Elena had been trying to put her speech together during the day, which gained her evil glares from the teachers that caught her off guard, asking her a question of some sort.
When the two last classes came, Elena was worried sick. Why.? She didn't know, but the encouraging smile Alaric gave her when she entered the class, gave her a bit of courage.
She sat down at the back of the class, beside the desk that Bonnie normally sat in, before taking out her book, and trying to relax a bit.
She couldn't.
"You want me to what.?" Bonnie asked, her eyes widened.
Elena regretted ever starting the conversation and hoped Stefan would be here to help her.
He wasn't though and she had to stay strong.
For Stefan. For their plan.
Well, that would be it for now. (:
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Damon : Had anyone commented about my good looks.?
Au Revoir for now. Ox
