Caroline asks Klaus to teach her to fight. Not really flirty or anything like that-more friendship than anything else.

Caroline breathed in deeply before knocking on the large door in front of her. She still couldn't believe that she was here. A few rustling sounds came from inside and then the sounds of Klaus' footsteps approached. Opening the door a surprised grin shot across his face before settling into a knowing smirk.

"To what do I owe this pleasure sweetheart?" he asked gesturing her inside.

Klaus ushered the baby vampire into the front parlor, it was the first time Caroline had ever come to his home. He couldn't deny to triumphant feeling that he finally got her to come to him. They hadn't talked at all since the death of the mayor and too see her now not upset at him thrilled him.

Caroline stood still for a minute, looking around the grandeur of the room. Clearing her throat she squared off and held her chin high. "I want you to teach me how to fight," she demanded.

Klaus stopped mid-step and pivoted more towards her. Placing his hands behind his back he stalked towards her, "Why can't you get your traitorous boyfriend to do that for you?"

He just wanted to push her are the moment, to say the truth. She had come to him, not to Tyler, or the Salvatores. Now he wanted those words to come from her pretty lips. Caroline immediately sensed what he was playing at and pursed her lips.

Her fiery gaze bore into Klaus' unreadable face, trying to intimidate him. Seeing that her gaze had no affect other than to make his smirk grow wider, Caroline slumped her shoulders in defeat. "Tyler is off in the Appalachians again, he isn't even here," she confessed.

Klaus felt another count of triumph; the mutt wasn't even there to protect her. "Ah I see, run off like a coward."

Caroline recovered from her moment of weakness, furious he knew more than she wanted him too. He constantly did that, made her feel like she could trust him and then he would say something that reminded her of what an arrogant, evil guy he was.

"Forget about it, this was a stupid idea." Caroline spat out and headed towards the door.

She had her hand out reaching for the door knob when Klaus snatched it back and flipped Caroline onto the ground. Caroline groaned with the contact of the hard surface.

Annoyed and frustrated she glared at him, "What the hell Klaus!"

She picked herself up off the ground, wanting to smack the stupid look off his face. Caroline didn't care if he could tear her apart that was completely uncalled for. The smug smile was gone; instead Klaus had turned into the stony look he always carried.

He shrugged, "Rule one-never let your guard down. You let your guard down for even a second and you die."

Caroline gave him an incredulous look. "Seriously! What are you going to attack me in between classes in the hall at school now?"

Klaus allowed a chuckle to slip out, "Be here tomorrow after school and wear something more comfortable."

He would let her get away with not admitting that she trusted him, having her come by and ask was enough for now. Opening the door for her this time, he let her leave his home unharmed anymore. Klaus had made his point; she wasn't going to forget the most important rule.