Title: Outtakes
Author: mystic_blue17
Summary: Considering they were who they are and what they were there was still some silliness in their lives. (COMPLETELY AU) chapter 1-Kol plays a prank on Klaus, 2-Liz interrogates Klaus, 3-Klaus is sleeping on the couch tonight, 4-Caroline gets hit on.

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or plots nor do I plan on receiving any profit from writing about them.
A/N: Ready to indulge in some silliness with me? Here is something fun and hopefully a lil funny.

Klaus felt his annoyance rise as Stefan finished telling him that some guy was hitting on Caroline.

Stefan watched his expression carefully, poised to dodge any attacks. Klaus really didn't subscribe to the thought of don't-kill-the-messenger.

"Thanks for looking out mate." He said through gritted teeth. He was fuming at the turn of events, not an unfamiliar feeling when it came to Caroline.

"I didn't tell you this so you could pop a vein so don't get mad." Stefan said clapping his hand on Klaus' shoulder. "It's not like you are actually with her. But you might want to step your game up."

Klaus snorted at Stefan's advice and admittedly lame attempt to lighten his mood.

"So I get hit on and you go running to Klaus?!" Caroline yelled.

Both men whipped around to see an indignant Caroline with her hands on her hips and a furrowed brow.

"I think you better get out of here mate." Klaus cautioned his friend.

Stefan happily took the out and sided out of the room through another door. He didn't want to push his luck by using the same door Caroline was currently blocking.

"This isn't over Stefan!" She yelled.

He waved in acknowledgement of her words but didn't stop walking.

"So sweetheart how was your day today?" Klaus asked politely. He took in the sight of her, it eased the tension that had been rapidly building.

"Well it was going pretty well until Stefan came here to stick his nose in my business." She said in clipped tones as she flicked her hair out of her face.

"He is just trying to do damage control." He answered docilely.

"By causing damage to begin with?" she questioned incredulously.

He shrugged. "I didn't say it was a well thought out idea."

"That's an understatement." She said dryly.

"So do I have to worry about this new guy?"

At his words, she switched her focus from Stefan's gossiping to Klaus' discomfort. She flirtatiously peers up at him through the fringe on her eyelashes. "Is that something you would worry about?"

He sends her a look.

"He is rather good looking." She said grandly. "Sweet but not shy. Direct but not annoying." She teasingly continued to tick off the stranger's attributes. He stalked towards her. She playfully evaded him laughing, skirting the couch. "He paid for my lunch,"

"I can do much better than your sandwich at the Grille." Klaus interjected.

"-asked me for my number." She continued.

"I have always preferred to actually see your beauty." He responded.

She shook her head, amused at his grand words then darted quickly across the room "On one hand, he has never terrorized my hometown."

"Yet."

"Killed my best friend's aunt." She continued.

"Well I believe there was only the one."

"He hasn't bit me."

He stopped in his tracks and let out a breath defeated.

She continued on. Her eyes softening at his visible distress. "But on the other hand, he doesn't really know anything about me. He hasn't drawn me any pictures of horses or dug twelve graves when I killed twelve witches. He hasn't offered me to show me the world."

She moved towards him slowly but surely. "You have. I told you when we started this, I was all in, for everything you are." She finished confidently.

"So you weren't interested in this seemingly charming baggage free boy?" He asked hesitantly.

"I can't say I understand why you do what you do. But I do know that you and I relate in a way that that other guy and I never could." She rested her hands on his shoulder. The smell of her sweet yet tart perfume enveloped him. "Is this is a thing because I haven't told anyone about us?"

"It would be nice not to have to keep us a secret." He admitted freely. "I'm not asking for a billboard love, maybe just tell your mother and a few others to make our lives easier." He recalled earlier in the week when she pushed him into her closet as her mother unexpectedly came home from the midnight shift.

"We aren't exactly covert right now either." She responded.

"Then actually saying something wouldn't be a big deal then would it?"

She signed at his impeccable logic and searched his eyes. She seemed to realize that this was coming from a very real and genuine place. He knew there was a fine line between being discreet and being her dark secret.

"You know this is a big step for me, for us." She stated simply.

"I know. I think we are ready for it." Klaus felt assured in the relationship they had. He didn't want to question his good fortune that Caroline was willing to enter into a relationship with him but now that she was, he didn't want anything to jeopardize it. "The question is are you?" He asked.

She bit her lip contemplating. He couldn't help but gently stroked his thumb over her bottom lip. Her eyes fluttered shut at the sensual touch. He closed the distance between their lips. He didn't think he would even tire of kissing Caroline. Each time felt as thrilling as the first time.

She broke away panting for breath that she didn't need. "OK." She said there was a certain dazed quality to her words.

He smiled smugly. His eyes tracing her swollen lips from his kisses. There was something so primal about seeing his effect on her.

"Don't look so proud of yourself. I told you I was all in. That kiss didn't influence my decision at all." She said confidently.

"No effect whatsoever?" He asked teasingly.

She pretended to think on it with a distinctly playful glint in her eye. "Run that by me again. I'll let you know."

He positively grinned at her and they quickly became wrapped up in each other.

Like a gentleman, Klaus had dropped off Caroline at home. When he returned to the mansion, he was not surprised to see someone tinkering with his piano, filling the room with a surprisingly sweet melody.

"Please make yourself at home." Klaus said sarcastically .

"I always do." He said lifting a glass of Klaus' favourite drink, tipping it to him. "When your sister let it slip that you were interested in a girl, I thought a trip was in order."

"Did you just come into town to bother me about my love life?"

"She is rather lovely." He said easily recalling the vivacious blonde that he tried to charm a few hours earlier. "Never thought you would find such a keeper."

"You are such a prick." Klaus answered.

"You are one lucky bastard." He quipped.

Klaus laughed at the pun, his friend joined him.

A/N: I am soooo sorry guys. It has taken me forever to get something posted. One of the assistants was on vacay at work so I got double my workload so you can imagine. But rest assured I never stop thinking about my klaroline fics so don't worry I won't be leaving you high and dry.

And now that that is over with back to this fic… It started as a jealousy/insecurity fic which seriously I love it as a plot device but it developed into this. I like it but it's not the cut and dry Klaus-is-jealous fic. I think it works. More push-pull sort of thing that Klaroline pretty much embodies. Please review and let me know what you think. I love any comments you can send me.