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AN: Here's Ch.4. I'm really nervous about this chapter. So close to 10 reviews! I love writing Klaus but he's so complicated. There's a picture of him up on my profile. Enjoy
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"I am Klaus von Ritter, pleased to make your acquaintance Damon"
Klaus reached out his hand, offering it to Damon. I turned to look at Damon's expression, he looked ready to kill. I decided Damon wasn't in a mood to talk so I reach my hand out to Klaus.
"I'm Elena", I tell him bravely.
A smile spreads on his face and I gasp. Not a sarcastic smirk like Damon usually wears, but a smile that looked too genuine to believe. He reaches for my hand, brings it up to his mouth, and kisses it, never breaking eye contact.
"I'm very pleased to meet you, Elena." He says, the smile never leaving his face.
Now I take the time to really look at him. God, he can't be much older than me, I think to myself. His hair was curly and cut short, his eyes a bluish gray. He's dressed in faded jeans, a white V-neck t-shirt, and leather flip flops. For a moment I forget he's the person everyone has been trying to protect me from. He doesn't look ready to hurt a butterfly, let alone sacrifice a teenager. Stop, I tell myself. Looks can be deceiving. I notice Jenna is checking her phone and Damon is still rigid and serious.
"Sorry guys, Ric wants me to meet him at his place. He says its "important". Jenna says sarcastically. "Thanks for lunch, Klaus."
"It was my pleasure Jenna; perhaps we can continue our chat another time." Klaus says happily.
"Yea, sure. See you later guys." Jenna says and heads down the sidewalk towards Alaric's house.
Now would be a great time to move, or talk, or even breathe Damon. Since when does he freeze up anyways, I think to myself.
"Klaus, me and Damon were going to grab lunch, I know you probably already ate but I'd love for you to join us." I ask, hopefully.
"I'd love to Elena"
"Great, can you do me a favor and go find us a table? I need to have a word with Damon."
"Of course, take your time." He says with a smile and walks back inside, searching for an empty table.
I turn back to Damon and smack his arm. His eyes dart down to mine with a glare.
"You didn't have to be so rude" I tell him.
"You do realize that is the man trying to sacrifice you and kill your friend's right?"
"Yes I'm aware."
"Just checking. Alright then let's go eat." He says licking his lips and walking inside.
I look around searching for Klaus and spot him sitting alone at a booth, talking to a waitress.
"What are they talking about?" I ask Damon. Curious as to what a 2000 year old man's likes are.
"He just asked if they serve doppelganger salad." Damon says with a smirk.
"Very funny Damon."
We walk over to Klaus and sit down on the opposite side of the booth. I pick up a menu but Damon snatches it out of my hand.
"I'll order for all of us" He says.
The waitress turns to Damon. Her eyes roam over him with apparent lust. I groan in annoyance. Damon tilts his head towards me and drapes his arm over my shoulders. I turn to yell at him but decide against it.
"And what can I get you today, Sir?" The waitress asks flirtingly.
"One bourbon, neat, one strawberry daiquiri for my girl, and hmm, chicken fingers for my friend." Damon says seriously. Klaus laughs and shakes his head. I expected his laugh to be evil and cruel but it comes out sweet and happy. Hearing him laugh makes me laugh as well. The waitress sighs and walks away, obviously disappointed.
"Thank you Damon" Klaus says happily.
"For what?" Damon asks suspiciously.
"I happen to love chicken fingers." Klaus says.
I laugh again, a real laugh. Damon smirks. I turn to Klaus.
"I don't really know how to start." I tell him nervously.
"Allow me" Damon says, suddenly angry. "What the hell were you doing with Jenna?"
"Eating a late breakfast, or I think you Americans call it brunch." He says with a shrug.
"Why was your scent in her room then?"
Klaus groans, obviously annoyed at the interrogation.
"I found Jenna sitting in the park crying last night. I asked her what was wrong and she told me men sucked and all that. We talked for awhile and it got late. She had obviously been drinking and her home was too far of a walk, so I told her if she walked back to my hotel room, she could have the couch. My scent was in her room because after she fell asleep I went through her window and grabbed her a change of clothes. Anything else?" Klaus sighs.
"That's some story" Damon says sarcastically.
"True, but it's an honest one." Klaus says.
"So you're staying in town?"
"Yes, in a hotel room. Didn't I already say that?"
"Why didn't you just come grab Elena as soon as you got here?"
"I see Elijah is spreading more lies about me. Speaking of which, where is the poor fellow?" Klaus asks curiously.
"Dead in my basement" Damon says simply.
"Oh well, that's good to know." Klaus says confused.
"So if Elijah was supposedly lying, what's the truth?" Damon asks warily.
"I guess I'll have to give you the cliff notes version." Klaus sighs. "Elijah was my second in command until a couple hundred years ago. Eventually I had to take his position from him; he was too obsessed with this sun and moon curse nonsense. Searching and searching for the sacred moonstone and waiting on the doppelganger and so on.
I told him in order to break that curse; innocent creatures would have to be sacrificed. He said he already know that and didn't care. The last time I saw him was in 1501, he was in a fit of rage after Katerina Petrova turned herself to escape the sacrifice. So you see I have no interest in this curse nonsense. But I will not stand by while Elijah spills innocent blood. I'm sad that it came down to his death but I will not be letting anyone revive him any time soon." Klaus finishes out of breath.
"Why did Elijah want to break the curse so badly? He has a ring to walk in the sun." Damon asks.
"Ah, yes. But if all vampires could walk around in the sun. We could kill all werewolves and turn the human race into our own personal happy meals." Klaus says dramatically with air quotes.
"O, well that makes sense." I tell him.
"Do you seriously believe this guy, Elena?" Damon asks me annoyed.
"Why shouldn't we Damon? He's done nothing to harm us or Jenna."
"Ugh" Damon groans.
I look to see Klaus taking his phone out and opening it.
"What are you doing?" I ask him curiously.
"Checking Twitter." He says in a cheerful tone.
I laugh and he puts his phone down to look at me in confusion.
"It's nothing, just ignore me" I tell him amused. He winks and goes back to checking his phone.
Damon sighs and checks his watch. "Time to go" he says.
"What, why, the waitress hasn't even brought us our drinks yet." I whine to him.
"Because I'm bored and the guy we thought was bad ass turned out to be a complete dork with a bad accent." Damon says and stands up. He drops a twenty on the table and reaches his hand to me. "Have fun with your chicken fingers" Damon tells Klaus.
I grab Damon's hand and stand up, turning back to Klaus. "If it helps, I'm really glad you weren't like everyone said" I tell him sincerely.
"Thanks Elena" He says, the smile back on his face. He sticks his hand out to Damon, and Damon sighs and shakes his hand. "It was nice to finally meet you both" Klaus says.
"Yea, whatever" Damon sighs and walks towards the door.
"Bye Klaus" I tell him with a smile.
"Goodbye Elena" He says, returning the smile.
I walk through the Grill and out the door to find Damon on the phone. Probably telling everyone we met Klaus, I assume. I walk towards to his car and open the door. I turn back to glance at Damon with his back turned, still on the phone. Before I can yell at him, I feel a hand go over my mouth and another around my waist. I feel whoever it is take a step back and the world starts passing in a blur. They stop in front of a white mansion and release me. I take a step forward and quickly turn around. Seeing who it is I gasp. His black eyes stare into mine with curiosity. I step back trying to think. He just stands there, staring.
"Elijah?"