SEVEN SINS

Sequel story of: "Seven Dates"

Fan Fiction – Alternate Universe

Starring: Caroline & Klaus

From: Lovely Vero


Writer's note:

Please; take into consideration that this fan fiction story is a sequel of "Seven Dates". I highly suggest that you go read the first part story before starting this present one. Thank you guys!


Previously in Seven Sins…

(…)

"Sweetheart; please lower your voice or the guards will come to see what is going on." Klaus begged her to do; while placing a finger in front of his manly lips.

"This … All of this "hell" that I'm living now; it's all because of you; Klaus Mikaelson!" She murmured, angrily, between her teeth; while taking a few steps to reach the hybrid's standing position. "If you haven't brought your stupid Seven Dates arrangement between the two of us, I would have never visited Tokyo; never met with this psycho Arian Satō ; I would have not been courted by him, and I would not be standing in this past time dimension; while one of my best friends rooting in the palace dungeon!"

Klaus let a few growl sounds out of his mouth; while narrowing his sight on Caroline. God, she was so beautiful when she was angry!

"And when I take time to ask you: What about my friend Matt? You are forbidden to answer ne by: You're my first priority; you should answer me by: I'll do my damn best to save him; because I've been a jerk and I've put you into this mess." She lashed out more; her chin rose, her fiery sight drowned in the Original's. "What do you have to say for yourself, Mikaelson?"

"God, I've missed you, Forbes!" The hybrid let the biggest smile spread on his lips, before unexpectedly grabbing both of her shoulders to pull the sudden speechless young woman toward his muscular chest; his lips crashing on hers a second later.

ooOoo

"Come Brutus!" A man dressed of a black long tunic, covering his entire body; with a large hood covering his head, called a gigantic black dog.

The animal retraced its steps toward the stranger; while lowering its snout on the man's right shoulder.

"Look! I can hardly believe it; if "it" was not in front of my sight." The man exclaimed, happily; to the animal, amazement plastered all over his face. "It's the "time portal"; I've been stuck here for so long that it seems impossible that I've found a way out." He added, a smile spreading on his lips, with the dog howling to the reddish sky.

ooOoo

"You think; she's the enemy or the ally?" Shinichi questioned out loud; while hearing footsteps on the marble floor approaching his own standing position.

"Neither. Katerina Petrova is working for herself and herself only." The mystery man replied; while grabbing a few grapes placed in a golden bowl, on the service table. "She's a doppelganger; she passed her entire existence, as a vampire, running and surviving."

"Let me rephrase my question, then, if I may? Could she side with Klaus to destroy my plan to conquer the world?" Shinichi wondered out loud, arms crossed over his chest; before turning on himself to face his interlocutor.

"Doubtful! She despises Nicklaus; the only mention of his name is enough to set a fire of revenge inside of her soul; after all he viciously killed her entire family. This said; it's still doubtful, but not impossible like anything else in life." The man shrugged his shoulders; before gulping a cup of wine.

"That's what I wanted to hear, Mikael." Shinichi let a devious smile spread on his lips. "It's the only thing I needed to hear actually; and after all don't we say: Friends of my enemies; enemies of my friends?"


Chapter 4

"Under false pretenses"


Egypt – City of Cairo – 1593

Caroline let a muffled cry out of her mouth, surprised and shaken by the intensity of Klaus's sudden embrace. It did not take very long for the pressure of his hard and manly lips to send a range of sweet shivers down her spine, but it's mostly the invasion of his tongue inside her mouth that triggered a loud moan, that escape her lips.

The Original Hybrid pushed them both, in his vampire speed, on the wall placed behind Caroline's back, before lowering both hands down on her back to grab her butt, only to raise her in his arms; her legs soon wrapped around his waist.

"What…What are you doing?" Caroline stammered, an intense fire reaching her face and the center of her femininity; with both hands placed at the base of his neck; where the golden locks had grown a bit longer, since the last time she had seen him.

"What it looks like I'm doing, Love? I mark my territory!" Klaus whispered, both hands sliding underneath her long silk tunic, before letting out a loud groan of pleasure, when he did not met any other form of obstacle, such as clothes; with his demanding lips leaving a trail of fire on the skin of her neck, down on her cleavage.

"Oh my god, you did not just say that to me! Let me go; Klaus, or I swear…." She squirmed to free herself in a missed attempt to free herself from the hybrid's powerful grip, her entire body set on fire by the simple touch of his hands inside the tender skin of her thighs.

"I have to give a thumb's-up to the kitsune; we share the same taste for bare skin underneath the clothes." He commented, his fingers finally reaching the intense witness between her legs. He needed to reassure his "ego" that Caroline was still attracted to him, that their night in Rome was not just a fragment of his wild imagination. And to hell with the coarseness of his method!

"Get your filthy hands away from …. Oh … God, please, don't do that!" Caroline titled her head toward the back, eyes closed, mouth opened to let escape a few moans of pleasure, while her hips rocked in slow motion to create more friction between her own skin and his hand.

"I don't think you want me to stop or go anywhere, Caroline." He buried his face in her neck; before humming her personal scent; two fingers slowly sliding in-and-out, in her warm and narrowed core.

"No, I want you to stay… Please, don't stop." She begged him; suddenly panting with desire.

"Do you know … Do you how much I was lost without you, Caroline?" He stammered, nervously; through his admission, before pulling his fingers out of her, under her loud moan of protestation. He had her exactly where he wanted her to be now. "I woke up in Rome, and you were gone, with this stupid note left in the kitchen… I thought I would go crazy without you by my side!" He added, with loud sighs; before grabbing both straps of her tunic, only to tear the fabric down to liberate her perky breasts, under her small cry of surprise. "You had vanished from my life, after giving yourself to me, after realizing the inevitable." He added, before lowering his head to capture the tip of one breast, between his teeth and lips.

"What was I supposed to realize?" Caroline whispered, with her hands now buried in his tangled hair to push his head in a nearer proximity of her chest, where the tip of his tongue was now playing an erotic game with her erected nipple.

"That you're mine, mine; Caroline; body, mind and soul." Klaus groaned, loudly. "Not Tyler's, not Shinichi's … Mine!" He added, before taking her by surprise by placing his hard length at the entrance of her walls, only to stretch her inside and sink deeper inside of her.


"Are you happy now?" Caroline mumbled, angrily, between her teeth; while bending her upper body to grab the white silk tunic, now lying at her feet. "You had what you wanted?"

"You wanted this as much as I did, don't you deny it!" Klaus pointed a forbidden finger in her direction; while dressing himself of his own clothes. "But, it made us waist valuable time, and it's time that we don't have the luxury to waist while standing inside those walls."

"And who's responsible for that, mm? Of course I wanted for you to jump my skin, and fuck me on a wall, while being retained by a maniac in the middle of an alternate universe, that existed hundreds of years ago!" Caroline busted to Klaus's face. "As much as I wanted to be stuck going on seven dates with you, to free my boyfriend from your claws!" She stomped her feet on the marble floor.

Ok, she was obviously fuming, but looking so damn adorable at the same time.

"Ex-boyfriend if I may say!" He commented, smirking.

Caroline grabbed a vase in her left hand, with the intention of throwing it at the hybrid's face.

"Caroline, are you crazy? Put this down, or you'll alert the guards!" Klaus grabbed the vase from her hand, before dropping it back on a near table. "I came to save you, not to put you in more danger, for God sake!"

"No, you came to mark your territory, like I was a price to win between you and the kistune!" Caroline lashed out to his face.

"Ok, ok … Wrong choice of words, Love, I grant you that… It's just…" Klaus passed a nervous hand through his tangled hair. "It's just that I've missed you." He confessed, humbly. "I've missed your scent, this adorable pout of yours, your blue eyes, your luscious lips, and my hands on your body…"

"Klaus, stop… Please!" She shook her head, before wrapping her shivering body of her arms, her chest rising up and down under her heavy breaths.

The hybrid froze on spot, all of his senses in alert, while sliding his sight from her head to her toes.

"You're human? Your heart is pumping like a gun machine. How … How could I've missed that?" He stammered, in shock.

"He … He told me it was the effect of bringing me into this parallel time universe." She shrugged, while avoiding his intense glance.

"It's what you always wanted…" Klaus commented, while swallowing a lump in his throat.

"You don't know what you're saying." Caroline shook her head, redness reaching her cheeks, before retracing her steps toward the opened terrace door. "You think I've asked to be abducted this way? You think I've asked to be retained as a prisoner?"

"That's not what I meant, Caroline; and you know it." He replied, before turning his head toward the closed door of her bedroom suite. "A few guards are coming, I can hear them, I need to leave now."

"No, no … Please, don't leave me here, Klaus, I beg of you!" She frantically rushed by his side, before grabbing both of his wrists.

"I need to leave, or I'll put you in even more danger, Caroline." He tried to calm her, while freeing himself of her grip, only to grab her delicate face with both hands. "I'll come back, soon, very soon … And I'll save you for good this time, ok?"

Caroline nodded, tears rolling on her cheeks; before feeling his lips softly brushing hers, in a chaste kiss. She closed her eyes, when she reopened them; he had left the suite via the terrace.


Katherine paced back and forth in front of the camel, still stock in Shinichi's royal palace, with both of her fists placed on each side of her tensed body. Where was Klaus for God sake? What was he doing now, frolicking with the insipid blond vampire, Caroline Forbes, while she played her damsel in distress act? Can the man be more obvious? And to think that she had turned that bimbo for Klaus's enjoyment, in a sort of twisted way … She sighed and rolled her eyes… Katerina Petrova had passed all her vampire life running away from that monster, and now, in a sadistic twist, she was passing her time waiting for him, and it was not to please her! Screw you Klaus Mikaelson! If it was not for her own gain and survival instinct, she would have delivered his hybrid carcass to the Kitsune already. And in retrospective, the hybrid should bless his luck that Shinichi had allowed her to leave the premises, because she was his own way out as well.

A few servants and guards were eyeing her undesirable presence with suspicion, and it wouldn't take long before one of them would alert their master of her strange behavior.

"Queen Katherine, may I be of assistant?" A servant made a reverence in front of the brunette. "The guards are ready to escort you, if you are ready to leave?"

Damn! When Katherine Pierce was right … She was obviously right!

"Leaving? Yes, of course … I just felt dizzy for a brief moment." Katherine stumbled on her feet, a hand grabbing the rear of the dromedary, with a loud whinny coming from the animal.

"Would you care for fresh water?" The servant offered, compassionately.

"Yes, oh yes … This dessert heat is unbearable." Katherine replied to the poor soul, the back of her right hand theatrically placed on her forehead.

The young servant retraced her steps toward a fountain of fresh water, allowing Katherine to scatter the exterior garden in a last attempt and effort to find Klaus. Fuck! Where was he? This was not an all exclusive vacation for God sake! It's with a loud sight of relief she finally saw him retracing his steps toward her standing position, head down, hood placed to hide the traits of his face, buckets of water in each hand, probably for the animal?

"Where were you ignorant eunuch?" Katherine yelled, purposely; in the attempt to draw the guards attention on them. "Knell in front of your mistress, now; and I may forgive your ignorance!"

Klaus growled, before slowly raising his fiery sight toward Katherine.

"If I kneel in front of you, Petrova; it won't be before pulling your heart out of your chest." Klaus mumbled, angrily, between his teeth.

"Ok fine! Maybe you would prefer being held hostage in Shinichi's palace? I'm sure he could use a pet at the moment." Katherine whispered; angrily; both fists placed on each side of her waist. "I don't see a better way for you to get a first row seat, when he'll seduce your precious Caroline under your nose!"

"Why do I have to endure your acute voice in my ears, Katherine; is there a point to this?" Klaus asked, with clenched teeth.

"The point is that you were gone a long time, the guards were starting to get suspicious; you can't undermine my orders, you need to keep your role intact if you want to leave these walls." She added, dryly.

"Fine, but I swear; you'll pay for this!" Klaus kneeled in front of the brunette.

"Now bend your head and kiss my feet!" Katherine ordered more, a rictus of satisfaction raising the right side of her lips. Ok, she was pushing the note for her own pleasure, but it couldn't hurt their common cause, could it?

She heard a few guards laughing at the poor lard who had to obey her orders; a few others were thinking that this eunuch was a lucky fellow considering the beauty of his mistress.

"You're enjoying this way too much, sweetheart." Klaus growled, unhappy, before disdainfully brushing his lips on Katherine's feet. "And one of these days, you'll pay for this!"

"If only I had a camera?" Katherine commented in a murmur, a small giggled sound escaping her lips, a full smile spreading on her face. She raised her head to glance rapidly at the guards, who had obviously lost their interest regarding the exchange between a poor eunuch and his mistress. This had been a close call!

"Queen Katherine, I brought you water." The young servant offered a golden cup, with a reverence.

"No need, I'm feeling much better now, thank you." Katherine dismissed the poor girl, with a hand gesture, before kicking Klaus's butt with her right sandal. "Get up, we're leaving!" She ordered him, loudly.

"You'll pay for this, I swear, Petrova!" Klaus threated, while helping her climb on the dromedary.

"For what misdeed to I need to pay, for saving your pathetic ass I suppose, Mikaelson?" Katherine mumbled, angrily, between her teeth. "And how will I pay? You'll chase me for the next five hundred years? You and I have done that already, remember?!"

Klaus kept his head down, while pushing the animal across the invisible threshold, delivering them from this gilded cage, a few guards eying them with a minimum of interest. Katherine had managed to get them in-and-out of the palace with no harm done.

They kept silent, while the animal balanced its cargo on his high legs, leading them toward the center of the city.

"Spill, what did you learn?" Klaus pushed the hood of his tunic down on his shoulders, leading the dromedary on the side of a lime house, before raising both arms to grab Katherine's waist, to finally drop her two feet on the firm ground.

"I've learned nothing of interest from the kitsune's mouth, except the fact that he has a huge ego, with added a lot of eccentricity." She informed the hybrid, while rolling her eyes at her own say. "Other than that, he's quite easy on the eyes." She commented more, with a smile.

"Is the notorious Katherine Pierce losing her charm with men?" Klaus teased.

"It's a fat chance in hell of that ever happening, Mikaelson." She replied, dryly. "But, I've managed to learn a few things, between the walls. Are you interested or not?" She asked, both closed fists placed on each side of her waist.

"What did you learn?" Klaus raised an eyebrow with interest. He disliked everything about Katerina Petrova, mostly her pretentious attitude, but one quality he had known for centuries that the woman possessed was her ability to get things done, as well as he would himself!

"Servants and guards were exchanging whispers about a special guest staying in the palace." She informed.

"Do you know who it is?" Klaus wondered out loud.

"I just caught bits and pieces, and for what I could hear, he's or she's from a supernatural source, and that guest should be present at Shinichi's showdown on the public square, in front of the palace." She added.

"He'll announce his intention to become the master of the universe, no doubt." Klaus growled, before pacing back and forth in front of Katherine's standing position.

"Did you find Caroline Forbes?" She inquired, more for the form than really caring.

"Yes. She's alive, and kept in one of his private suites." Klaus nodded. "And, she's… She's back as a human." He added, while closing his eyes.

"She's human … As no more fangs and need for blood anymore?" Katherine opened her eyes widely, under the surprise. "Well, that must be poking holes in your happy balloon?" She smirked, arms crossed over her chest. "Pernicious little kitsune. Arian has managed to give your little protégé probably the only thing that you weren't able to offer to her, and this, right under your nose!"

Klaus turned his fiery sight toward the brunette, sparks coming out of his blue gaze.

"You still want to live, Katerina?" He asked, under clenched teeth.

"What? Why are you bursting at me? It's the truth!" She shrugged away his bad mood.

"Move your ass; we need to keep a low profile in the city." Klaus ordered, dryly, before pulling the animal on his heels.

What? That's it? No legendary tantrum coming from the hybrid? No real attempt to kill her? Was he sick? One sure thing, Caroline Forbes had done a number on the hybrid, and it was not to displease her!


"In the name of our Master Shinichi, name yourself?" One of the guards posted in front of the dungeons entrance asked the girl loudly.

Well, it was not even thirty minutes ago that the idea sounded logical to her, but now that she was facing Shinichi's gorilla's men, it was suddenly sounding less successful to Rebekah.

"I've been send by Master Shinichi for the last request of the convicted." She informed, assuring herself of bending the head in respect, while pulling on her deep cleavage.

The guard eyed her, before leaning his head toward the back to burst into laughter.

"Hey! Shinichi send a whore for the prisoner as last request!" The guard exclaimed to the others, before triggering a general laughter.

Rebekah kept her head down, her teeth biting into her bottom lips… This was not the most pleasant subterfuge she had come up with, in her long eternal life, but if this would work, she'll be able to finally see Matt.

"And a pretty one if I may add." One exclaimed; while approaching the blonde woman to caress her hair, only to lower his hands down on her butt a minute later, triggering another burst of laughter between the guards.

"Let her be! I don't want Shinichi to be mad at us afterward!" One finally exclaimed, under the loud sigh of relief of Rebekah.

"Come, I'll bring you to the "prisoner", may he enjoy his last request in peace." The guard grinned, before opening the door of the dark dungeon.


"Matt?" Rebekah whispered, in the dark, when the dungeon door closed behind her back.

Matt slowly raised his head that he had buried in his hands, from his sitting position on the hard stone floor, his eyes narrowed to try to discern the silhouette. After so many hours locked up in the penumbra, his sight was not as sharp as it used to be. But, his ears were still able to distinct a recognizable voice.

"Rebekah, is it you?" Matt rose on his shaky legs; while scattering the darkness.

"It's me, Matt; it's me…" Rebekah answered; while rushing to throw herself in his arms.

"Oh my God… How? I mean, how are you even here?" He closed his eyes, hugging her tightly in his arms, one hand firmly placed around her waist, while the other was softly caressing her hair… The intoxicating scent of her hair that he had unfortunately forgotten behind these closed walls.

"It's not … I mean, It's not important." She slowly detached her body from his, cupping his face with both hands. "Are you ok? Did they threat you bad?" She questioned, nervously.

"I'm ok, they fed me once a day, if not for being chained to this damn wall, it would be like a first class accommodation hotel." He growled, mocker; lowering his sight on his ankle, while pulling on the chain, only to reopen his wound.

"Oh my god, you're bleeding!" She noticed the open-wound on his ankle.

"No, it's just a scratch don't worry." He shook his head, before grabbing her face with both hands to lower his head near hers, his lips brushing hers a second later. "At least, if I die; I'll remember the taste of your lips."

"I … I thought that … I mean, I thought that you couldn't care less about the taste of my lips?" She responded, in a mix of tears and laughter.

"Yah, well… A trip in a parallel world can actually put your own life into perspective." Matt let a timid smile spread on his lips; his fingers caressing the soft line of her jaw.

"I'm… I'm so sorry, so, so sorry ..." Rebekah stammered through her apology.

"What for, Rebekah; you're not responsible for the action of this evil man?" Matt shook his head, in surprise.

"Yes! I am! I was the one who brought you in the middle of my life; I am the one who should have known better than bringing on your shoulders my family's tragedy." She explained herself in an almost incoherent way. :"You're this wonderful human soul; who's been treated in the worst way possible."

"Hey! Look at me!" He grabbed her chin to drown his sight in Rebekah's. "You're not responsible for this, you hear me?"

She nodded, to bring the young man peace, more than agreeing with his say.

"How did you manage to come here? I mean both this into time and place?" He asked, astonished.

"There's this time portal that Bonnie managed to locate." She started to explain. "Elijah, Klaus and I, we were the only three capable of passing through it; we came to save you and Caroline from Shinichi's evil plan to conquer the world."

"What do you mean by: his plan to conquer the world?" Matt asked, with a mouth opened.

"He wants to erase the future." Rebekah informed, eyes closed.

"Tell me you're joking?" Matt exclaimed, in shock.

"I'm not… I swear as crazy as this sound, it's the truth." Rebekah replied. "In the next seven days, before the next full moon; he'll put his plan in action to achieve his goal." She explained more in details. "Bonnie stayed behind with the others, to find a way to stop him."

"How did you manage to enter the palace walls?" Matt asked more.

"Unfortunately, it's temporary." She shook her head, while biting into her bottom lip. "The guards thought I was a whore send to you as last request before your execution."

"Ok, back up … back up …" Matt raised his right hand to strike his eyelids. "The first part about "you" being a whore send for my last request is somehow comforting, the second part about my execution, not so much!"

"I had to make-up something plausible, I have no idea what he is planning for you, to be truthful, but I can only imagine that it's not something you'll like." She responded, honestly. "Klaus and Katherine managed to enter the walls as well, Katherine as herself, but Klaus had to dress as her servant."

"Katherine? Katherine Pierce? What the hell is she doing here?" Matt exclaimed, once more, more shocked with each minute passing by.

"You know her; she's here for her own gain. But give to the girl a thumb's up for knowing about this predicament before all of us! She was waiting for our arrivals, with my brother Kol by her side." She explained more.

"Who… He's another one of your siblings?" Matt asked, in surprise.

"The youngest, more impetuous and dangerous, but it's not important." She shook her head, and dismissed the subject with a hand gesture.

"He's more dangerous than Klaus? This is supposed to comfort me in what way?" Matt opened his eyes widely.

"He's not that bad, considering Shinichi is worse." Rebekah shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know how to answer that last remark?" Matt kept his mouth opened.

"Bottom line, it's not important, what is important is that you need to believe that we won't let you rot in here; we'll find a way to bring all of us back to the present time." She reassured him.

"Ok, I believe you." Matt nodded, truthful.

"Even after all you had to endure, you manage to believe me?" She raised her teary eyes, in surprise.

"Yes, because you're the most stubborn girl that I've come in contact with, and I know that when you want something, you'll get it." He let a smile spread on his lips, while pushing a few strands of her long blond hair, behind her ears. "In the meantime, am I entitled to claim my last request before my execution?" He teased, before lowering his head to crash his lips on Rebekah's.


Bonnie stroked her eyelids, a loud sigh escaping her lips. She had been staying in the Salvatore boarding house the past few days, flipping through all magic books she could put her hands on, while trying to find a way to stop Shinichi to achieve his goal, but hadn't come up with anything yet.

"You're wrinkling your nose, it's not a good sign I suppose?" She heard the male voice behind her back, while rolling her eyes at the English intonation…Him, again?!

"Oh it's you!" She commented, dryly and with a detached tone of voice; to the youngest male siblings of the Original vampires' family.

"You're obviously under my charm; I'm highly flattered, Bonnie." Kol teased, both hands buried in the front pockets of his jeans, while getting down the few steps to reach her standing position, near the fireplace, in the parlor room.

"Did you see cows flying in the sky this morning?" She asked, while keeping her nose in one of the magic books.

"Nope, I did not see any, not at first sight that is." He replied, highly amused, with a smirk raising both corners of his manly lips.

"Then, I'm not under your charm!" Bonnie replied, tit for tat; while turning her head to address him a fake smile.

"Ouch!" Kol brought both hands on his chest, in front of his heart. "You're crushing my heart."

"Technically, you don't have a heart; you're a vampire, therefore "dead"!" She replied, dryly.

"Is that what you're really thinking, that I'm not able to feel anything, my beautiful witch?" Kol whispered near her right ear, his left hand softly brushing the long strands of hair falling on her back.

"Frankly, I don't think of you at all!" Bonnie replied, while pushing herself at a few feet of distance from his annoying presence. If she was honest to herself, she would admit that a few shivers of pleasure have hit her spine when he had touched her hair.

"You're such a liar, a beautiful one though." He winked. "So, did you come up with anything?"

She sighed with relief! At least he had changed the subject!

"No, I've come up with nothing to this point." She shook her head. "Tomorrow I'll send another message to Elijah; I'll try to make contact to know if they can give me anything concrete to work with."

"I'm sure you'll come up with something eventually, it's just a matter of time." Kol replied, while raising one leg on the table, as a sitting position.

"You seem mighty sure of my capacity as a witch?" Bonnie arched an eyebrow.

"More than a thousand years old, remember?" He commented, good player. "With that much time under my belt, minus a few times in a closed wooden box because of my brother's eccentricity." He added, triggering a semblance of a smile on Bonnie's lips. "I'll say I'm a good judge of characters."

"I'll put my head to rest tonight, and I'll get back to the search tomorrow." She concluded, while closing the magic books and grimoire.

"Can we reprise our private conversation then?" Kol crossed both arms in front of his chest, a smile still plastered on his lips.

"I don't think we have anything private between us." Bonnie replied.

"So, about you and Damon, are you lovers?" Kol dismissed her say, while asking.

"What? No, from where this idea of yours came from?" She replied, grimacing.

"Well, you had to be blind not to see that he's very protective of his Bon-Bon!" Kol mocked, openly.

"What's your damn problem, anyway?" She busted to his face, closed fists placed on each side of her tensed body. God! That Original had the touch to push her buttons the wrong way!

"Well, I just want to know if this "sexual chemistry" between us has any chance to be explored and lead us to bed." Kol shrugged, teaser.

"Are you for real?" She shook her head, in shock; before taking a few steps to bend her upper body near Kol's sitting position, sight locked with his. "Ok, let me make this clear: I don't like you; I don't like you, not even a little bit. But, I have high respect for your brother, Elijah, and because Elijah thought that it was a good idea, beat me why, to send you here to help us, I'll respect it, but that is as much of attention that I'll give to you."

"Liar, be careful, Bonnie; your pants is on fire!" Kol replied, his lips at a near inch of hers, his breath caressing her skin.

"Go to hell!" She grabbed her grimoire, before rushing outside the parlor room.

"In hell with you, anytime, darling!" He shouted, behind her back; his laughter filling the corridor.

God, she hated him!


Elena walked through the catacombs, in search of Bonnie, who should be in position for her shift in front of the time portal.

"Bonnie?" She called her friend's name several times, without receiving an answer. "Are you here?" She added, hopeful to find her.

She finally reached the portal, with only the silence and the emptiness of the underground passages as company.

"Where is she?" She shook her head, before unexpectedly hearing a loud growl. "Who's there?" She turned several time on herself, her breathing quickening under her rapid heartbeats.

Two yellow eyes finally pierced the gloom, with the sight of this gigantic dog narrowing his sight on its prey. The animal let out an additional louder growl; with the clear vision of its sharp teeth.

"Oh my God, oh my God, Oh my God…." She exclaimed, to herself, retreating from her initial standing position, while stumbling on a few rocks, before feeling the wall of stones behind her back.

"If you stay calm, Brutus will not hurt you!" A male voice suggested to the brunette, before its owner could come out of the shadow.

He was wearing a long black tunic, leather pair of sandals, with a hood placed over his head and eyes.

"The dog will hurt you essentially if you're trying to hurt me; it's acting on defense mode right now." He explained, while taking an extra step toward Elena's position.

"Brutus? You came up with that name all by yourself, geez?" She commented, frowning; while still keeping her sight fixated on the animal.

"What if I did? Would you have something against it, my Queen?" The stranger mocked her, with a raised eyebrow, before lowering the hood on his shoulders.

Elena raised her sight in the stranger's, before feeling a shiver of fear, and something she could not described at the moment, hitting her body all at once.

His features consisted of dark black hair and a beard of several days covering his tanned- yellowish skin; with the addition of two bright, as dark as his hair, eyes, that were glancing at her.

"I'm not your Queen!" Elena mumbled, angrily; between her teeth. "Call your dog, would you, I feel like it will eat me alive in the next seconds."

"You hear this, Brutus? I believe the beautiful brunette is not found of you?" The stranger mocked, a smirk appearing on his lips.

"Don't you move, or I'll rip your heart out!" Stefan appeared, threatening the man who seemed to have magically appeared from the time portal.

The animal growled louder, while showing his teeth even more.

"Stay calm Brutus! And, not to get technical, my friend; but I think it could be the dog that will rip your heart out?" The dark, mysterious man commented, still smiling.

Damon suddenly rushed by his brother's and Elena's sides, before raising his head to take a look at the intruder.

"Sage, is this you? What in the name of God?" Damon exclaimed, with a mouth opened expression plastered on his face.

"You know him?" Both Stefan and Elena exclaimed, in shock.

"Damon? Damon Salvatore?" The dark man took a few steps to reach him. "Is this really you?"

"It's me who should ask that question?" Damon replied, before pulling the stranger in his arms, both laughing under the emotions. "I thought you were dead, Sage?"

"Yes, I was dead in a way, but that's not important!" The said Sage replied, while hugging his friend. "And by the way Damon, I go by the name of Enzo now."


Elijah let himself fall in a lying position on the fabric hammock, before raising his left upper arm on top of his forehead and eyes. He had decided to alloy himself a few hours of sleep, inside the tent.

Except from Rebekah's stupid idea of infiltrating the dungeons to visit Matt, Katherine and his brother Nicklaus, had managed to infiltrate the palace walls, but most importantly, they had managed to come out of it in one piece! It was now confirmed that tomorrow would the "d" day, when Shinichi would put his devil plan to take over the world in action, with the added information that a guest other than Caroline Forbes and Matt Donovan, though "guests" was probably not the appropriate appellation for them, had his presence be known by both the servants and guards. Katherine had been able to collect bits and pieces of the several exchange conversations between the staff.

The Original suddenly frowned at the thought of the female vampire, He had promised himself to not focus on Katherine Pierce anymore; more than five hundred years of running after the sulfurous brunette had been his wakeup call. Granted he had managed to fill his loneliness with a few mistresses, if only to find companionship and comfort in his long eternal life, but he knew in the deepness of his soul that his attraction for Elena Gilbert, was a way for him to replace "his" Katerina.

"Poor baby, you seem exhausted?" Elijah heard the low whisper of a female voice, her thin body straddling his legs, before positioning herself on his pelvic area. "I can help you relax, if you want?" She added, her lips mouthing the words in top of his, while softly brushing the curves of her breasts on his chest.

Elijah opened his eyes widely, before coming face to face with an unexpected surprise.

"Misao?" He exclaimed, mostly shocked over her surprise appearance, before grabbing both of her wrists in a firm grip.

"Were you expecting someone else in this parallel time universe, Elijah?" She replied, her red lips rising into a seductive smile.

"Yes! He was probably expecting "me"!" Katherine exclaimed, while standing on the threshold of the tent, with closed fists placed on each side of her tensed body. "Now get your ass away from my man!" She added, as a lethal threat.


Misao turned her malicious sight toward Katherine's standing position, her feet back on the sand ground in a rapid jump

"What do we have here, Elijah, the notorious Katerina Petrova in flesh and blood … Mostly blood, since you've turned my dear." Misao teased while sliding her eyes on Katherine's silhouette.

"Misao, what are you doing here?" Elijah asked, dryly; while promptly jumping on his legs.

"Yah, just cut to the chase, woman; and drop the angelic theatrical act, would you?" Katherine mumbled, angrily; between her teeth; her fiery sight locked on the female kitsune.

"Well, after the visits of Miss Petrova, your sister Rebekah, and you brother Klaus in my brother's palace, I wonder where you were, and I simply felt abandoned." Misao shrugged her shoulders, smiling; while dismissing Katherine say.

"Does he know that we are here?" Elijah inquired, frowning; with his right hand stroking his eyelids.

"Not that I know of, if he knew you would be chained to a wall already." Misao commented, truthfully.

"You're not going to believe this lying bitch, aren't you, Elijah?" Katherine stood mouth opened, with both arms crossed over her chest.

"Oh, did I hit a nerve? I think your past girlfriend is jealous of me." Misao winked at the Original.

"I'm thinking rationally, Katherine; if Arian knew you were connected to us; you wouldn't even have the chance to leave the palace earlier, then again, maybe he's playing a new game, you could never know with that man, never underestimate him." Elijah commented. "So what is your goal in all of this, Misao?"

"My goal… Can a girl miss her past lover?" Misao asked, perniciously; while glancing in direction of the brunette vampire. "There's no goal, Elijah; if this was the case I would have put my cards on the table already; while making a deal with you." She added, while retracing her steps toward the entrance of the tent. "I leave you to … to your "doppelganger"; she seems eager to put her hands on you. Maybe, we'll see each other again, who could say?" She eyed Katherine from head to toes, before disappearing from their sights.

"I'm going to kill that bitch!" Katherine tried to dart outside, before being retained in her momentum, by Elijah's right arm around her waist. "Let me go, Elijah!"

"Katherine, for God sake, you need to get a grip on yourself!" He suggested, her wrists being retained in a firm grip by both of his hands. "You're playing her game!"

"Mm…." Katherine mumbled the sound, angrily, between her teeth.

"Are you calmer now?" Elijah whispered near her right earlobe, his breath caressing her skin.

"Mm…" She added another moan, eyes closed; with a range of intense shivers hitting her body all at once. He was standing too damn close from her.

"Get your ass away from "my man", Katherine?" He commented, imitating her voice, teasingly; while softly humming the perfume of her hair.

"I … I wanted to make a statement to make her leave." She stammered through her explanation, redness reaching both of her cheeks; before pulling herself at arm length from his grip.

"So, it was just for the theatrical effect then?" He mocked more, while crossing his arms in front of his chest. "There was nothing remotely true about your statement?"

"I could actually understand your attraction to Miss Perfection Elena Gilbert, because she's my physical replica, but her?" Katherine pointed toward the entrance of the tent. "What does she have, anyway, except a look-alike black long hair and wardrobe like Morticia from the Adams Family?" She busted to his face.

"Oh, you got to be kidding me!" Elijah growled loudly, eyes closed to keep his cool, with a loud sigh escaping his lips. "Not every of my relationships are related to you or concerning you, Katerina!" he pointed a finger toward her chest, before storming out of the tent.

"What did I say?" Katherine shrugged her shoulders, a speechless expression plastered on her face.


Morning; the day after …

"Bring me my cape." Shinichi called his male servant, while glancing at his reflection in the mirror.

"Yes, master, right away, master." The young man, who couldn't be older than fifteen at the most, grabbed the golden cape dropped on a nearby table, with both hands, before retracing his steps to place the heavy golden fabric on Shinichi's shoulders.

"A bit royalist for my taste, but what do I know?" Mikael exclaimed, a smirk spreading on his lips, the right side of his upper-body leaning on the marble arch of Shinichi's private quarters.

"A king needs to dress the part; you should know better, Mikael?" The kitsune replied, his eyes meeting Mikael's in the mirror.

"You're right, my bad." Mikael replied, taking a few steps to reach Shinichi's standing position in front of the mirror, his own black and white tunic adding more flair to his presence, as well. "If an impression of power was what you've intended to display, you'll surely reach your goal, my friend."

"Friend, are we friends, Mikael?" Shinichi asked, a rictus raising the right side of his manly lips, before dismissing the servant with a hand gesture.

"I don't know? Can a kitsune and an original vampire be friends?" Mikael questioned, with a raised chin, and a spark of amusement reaching his eyes.

"Touché!" Shinichi smiled and turned on himself to face his guest, with a pointed finger toward the patriarch's chest. "What's the expression that the young folks used back in the modern time wasn't it: friends-enemies?"

"What modern time, Arian, aren't you planning to erase the future as we know it now?" Mikael questioned, pertinently.

"Your tongue is as sharp as the one of a snake today!" Shinichi exclaimed, with an arched eyebrow, before regaining his smile. "Come, join us for the showdown, I'm about to make my announcements to my people." He invited the vampire to follow his steps, with his right arm placed around Mikael's shoulders.

"I wouldn't miss it for all the gold in the world!" Mikael replied, good player.


"Misao!" Shinichi yelled through the corridors of the palace, the nerves of his cheek twitching under his raising nerves.

"What's the loud cry about? I'm not deaf you know?" Misao appeared by their sides, dressed of a velvet red tunic, with large pieces of veil fabric dropping from the waist down, and a golden pair of sandals finishing her majestic outfit.

"Our people are waiting for us, can't you hear them cheer? It's not the time to be late!" Shinichi grinned with satisfaction at the loud cheering sounds coming from outside.

"Again, brother, I would need to be deaf to not hear them." She rolled her eyes, while replacing her crown on top of her head.

"You look magnificent, my dear." Mikael complimented, in a flattery manner.

"Well, thank you; at least I can count one man, who is not filled by his own ambition and selfish goal of power to notice." She sighed, loudly, walking on their footsteps.

"You can always leave, sister, no one is retaining you in these walls." Shinichi replied, smirking. "Where are our siblings?"

"They are probably placed in a row on the opened terrace, as your obedient minions." Misao commented, in a shrug.

"Mikael, could you grant me a moment with my sister?" The kitsune stopped his pace abruptly, his sight turned toward the original.

"Certainly…" Mikael replied, with a discreet cough and nod, before reprising his walk toward the opened terrace of the palace, where he could distinctively hear the effervescence coming from the loud crowd.

"What? You'll scold me like a child now, Shinichi?" Misao raised her sight and chin in a confrontational mode.

"Why would I scold you, sister, especially when I can simply choke you in the most hurtful way?" Shinichi forcefully grabbed his sister's neck with his right hand, her reluctant body being pushed on the wall, soon raised in the air. "Mm, isn't this more fun? Even if I can't kill you, I can certainly torture you?"

"Sh…Shini…Shinichi, I can't…brea…the…" Misao begged for his mercy, both hands wrapped around his wrist, in a vain attempt to free herself from her brother's grip, with her feet kicking in all directions.

"Are you begging, Misao? If so, what are you begging for?" He lowered his sister's body on the marble floor, whispering his malicious words with his lips brushing her right earlobe, his hand firmly kept on her neck, but this time, with a loosening grip.

"Yes, Yes … I'm … I'm begging for your forgiveness, brother." Misao stammered, nervously.

"My forgiveness for disrespecting me in front of my guest, or my forgiveness for meeting with your past lover, Elijah Mikaelson, the past night?" Shinichi asked, perniciously.

Misao blenched under his imply, the blood leaving her face all at once.

"How did you… I mean…When did you learn he was here?" She wondered, incoherently, with thoughts filling her mind.

"Do you think that I'm stupid or gullible, Misao? Do you think I'm idolized by my people, and respected by my enemies, for my naivety and stupidity?" The kitsune lashed out. "Answer me, would you?" He yelled the harsh words, his face placed at a near inch of his sister's.

"No, no…You're not!" She shook her head, tears spreading on her face. "Please, stop; you're scarring me."

"You sincerely thought that I didn't know about their arrival in this present time? You think I was so wrapped in my own goal of power, to reprise your own words, that I wouldn't at least give the benefice of doubt to my enemies?" He questioned her. "The damn portal was still open, Misao, of course they would find a way to pass through it!" Shinichi lashed out, while pushing himself at arm length of her shivering body.

"I…I'm sorry; I obviously did not think…" She lowered her head and sight down.

"How many times will you choose that man over me, Misao?" He paced back and forth.

"I did not choose him, I simply…I don't know why …" Misao stammered more, while trying to collect a coherent excuse. "

"I'm jealous, alright?! We used to be so close, you and I, do you even remember, Misao?" Shinichi took a step closer, before bending his upper body near hers. The fingers of his right hand traced an invisible line from her left ear, down on her luscious lips, to the delicate line of her jaw, on her neck to finally reach her deep cleavage, before unexpectedly cupping both of her breasts.

"Yes, I do remember…" She moaned softly.

"You do? You smell the same …" He whispered, with his lips leaving a trail of kisses on her neck.

"Shinichi, we … We promised each other to… To never… Go back to that time, please?" She protested, both hands rising at the base of his neck, with a range of shivers hitting her spine all at once.

"It's just…" He closed his eyes, his head spinning under her intoxicating scent.

"I know…" She nodded, her blurry sight meeting his.

"But, you're right… Go!" Shinichi gently pushed his sister in direction of the opened terrace, before placing his opened palms and forehead on the wall.

"You're not coming?" She asked, concerned.

"Misao, I've told you to leave, I'll catch up with you." He added, in a surprising soft tone.

She nodded, before walking with her shoulders straight in direction of the corridor leading her steps to her other siblings and loud crowd.

His Queen! Misao had always been his Queen, for as long as he could remember. But, even for him who had so little of a conscience, the simple thought of this forbidden relationship was something that he wouldn't have forced on her shoulders.

Until a few months ago, none other women had managed to keep his attention for more than the time needed to release his sexual needs, until … Caroline!

He strengthened his back, with his falcon eyes scattering the corridors. He had ordered a few guards to bring "her" to him, on the opened terrace… So where were they?


"What is this commotion all about?" Shinichi exclaimed, dryly, to the guards; who seemed to have more trouble to pull Caroline on their heels, than having to bring an elephant!

"Master!" Both guards nodded, respectfully. "The prisoner is refusing to move; she sits on the floor." One of them explained, redness reaching his cheeks.

"She's not a prisoner, don't call her that way." Shinichi rushed his steps to reach their positions.

"I'm sorry, Master; I beg for your forgiveness." The guard lowered his head, shamelessly.

"Caroline, you're acting like a child." Shinichi scold, before grabbing her left upper arm to pull the young woman in a standing position.

"Go fuck yourself!" She lashed out to his face, while squirming to free her arm from his firm grip.

"Oh, but I rather "fuck you", so beautiful Caroline!" Shinichi grinned, while pulling the reluctant young woman on his heels. "But not before announcing to my people our upcoming nuptial in seven days!"

"You're delusional if you're thinking that I'll agree to this, Shinichi!" Caroline replied, under clenched teeth. "It'll be over my dead body!"

"Your body is too enjoyable for such cruel destiny, Caroline." Shinichi commented, teaser. "Now come! I can't wait to present my fiancé to my people!"


Thanks for reading the fourth chapter of the present sequel story: Seven Sins, guys!

Like I've mentioned in my last update of Sweet Kisses from Russia, in my note at the bottom of the chapter, I want to thank you for granting me a few weeks off this summer to take care of my personal life. Now, I'm so thrilled to be back to this sequel story ;) I love when a story is fully taking form, and at this point I feel that it is. I hope you've appreciated the update? I'm leading toward a forbidden past relationship between Shinichi and his sister Misao, because I've always felt that "incest" vibe coming from them, even in the books.

This said; I have two fictions to finish, both Sweet Kisses from Russia and this present one. Unfortunately, I work full time now, with in addition, a long commute to come back home, so be patient with the updates, I prefer to deliver a good quality chapter, and take more time, than rush it. Thank your for your understanding!

Hope you are all good? Sending you hugs and kisses, take care;

Lovely Vero


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