A/N: More Klaroweek drabbles.

#1 Drabble request: Klaroline high school AU. Klaus as the bad boy and Caroline as cheerleader smut in a party in a bathroom.

Caroline could list of numerous reasons why being in the bathroom with theKlaus Mikaelson was a horrible, no good, very bad idea. Ranging from the fact her mother would probably ground her for life if she found out she was with the resident bad boy of Mystic Falls to she was head cheerleader and as head cheerleader she was supposed to be hooking up with one of the star football players. But they were all a bore and after breaking up with Tyler—no matter how much he tried to say that he'd been the one to break up with her—she had found her interest in the entire lot of them dwindling to nothing. Of course there was also the fact that Klaus was kind of the brother to one of her good friends and fellow cheerleader and Rebekah would also have a fit if she found out.

But really none of those reasons made a lick of sense to Caroline as Klaus pushed her skirt up more, hands on her ass and pulling her closer to him. There was no discounting that he was handsome, with those damn dimples and that smirk that irritated her to no end. But those same lips dipping down onto her collarbone while she tried to remove his jacket from his body was capable of driving her wild in a whole new way.

"This is seriously unsanitary," Caroline moaned, hips pressing against his as she hooked her legs around his waist, trying to bring him even closer.

"It's the Lockwood Manor," Klaus replied in that damn accent that made her toes curl. "I doubt there's an area in here that's not been cleaned with a toothbrush."

True, Carol Lockwood was kind of a neat freak—oh right there—what had she been saying again? She wasn't even sure any longer and did it really matter when Klaus was there between her thighs and more than ready to help her scratch an itch she was in desperate need of scratching?

Moments later and her panties were off and she expected his pants to go next, or at least be pulled down enough for them to proceed. She really hadn't expected for him to pull back some while pushing her dress all the way up her thighs, nor him to bury his head expertly between them. Caroline had one hand pressed against the bathroom counter, trying to grab onto something to steady herself, while the other twisted in his hair, her whimpers and moans urging him on.

There was a pounding on the door just as she was cascading over, slumping back against the mirror to catch her breath and peered down at Klaus as the pounding continued, unsurprised to find him looking at her with that Cheshire grin. "Hurry the hell up in there," someone shouted and Caroline slid off the sink, trying to steady her legs as she picked up her panties, pulling them back into place, and Klaus reached over, pushing stray hairs behind her ear.

"Feeling any better, love?" Klaus asked as he went to open the door, holding it open for the Freshman that rushed in to puke in the toilet.

"Much, but I'm kind of thinking that you might be the one in need of assistance now," Caroline drawled as they headed out into the throng of students partying inside. She caught Klaus' hand and nodded toward the stairs, knowing full well which rooms would be unoccupied at that point in the night. "I bet I can help you with that."

"I'm sure you can," he agreed, squeezing her hand as they headed toward the stairs.

Caroline closed the door, unable to help laughing as she heard Rebekah yelling, "Was that my brother and Caroline in the bathroom?!"

#2 Drabble request: klaus tries to win Caroline over in his wolf form. When he is in his wolf form it can't help but go to Caroline and court her and try to win her over. At first Caroline is annoyed but then she gives in and fluff! You are such a great writer so I'm so happy you are doing these!

When Klaus and his family had returned from New Orleans because whatever had drawn them there had turned out to be another lie fabricated by one Miss Katherine Pierce—which really, newsflash, pretty much everything out of that woman's mouth was a lie, how did they not figure that one out sooner—Caroline had expected some kind of an uproar or some catastrophe to strike. Yes, Klaus had come and rescued the lot of them at graduation but he wasn't exactly well liked by anyone…except with compulsion. Hell, Carol Lockwood had been one of the few who did like him at one point and he'd killed her.

Except everything had been pretty great since their return. No killings. No craziness. Matt was still off with Rebekah on their whirlwind tour. Damon and Elena were still making googoo eyes at one another. Jeremy was back from the dead. Bonnie was off with her mom for the summer. And Caroline was busy planning out every tiny aspect of college life. It was great.

She'd seen Klaus a time or two or at least she thought she had but even with that promise of being her last love—which who just went around saying those kind of things?!—he'd been good about not hounding her. Of course Tyler hadn't returned either and Caroline was seriously beginning to doubt that he ever would but whatever, she wasn't letting that ruin her summer.

And then the dead animals in the yard had started.

At first the dead bunny on the doorstep had been an odd occurrence and her mom and her had wondered if this was someone's way of saying they knew Caroline was a vampire but days passed and there wasn't anything else that seemed like a threat. No whispers about town about vampires either so it probably wasn't that. Plus her mom had gotten the bunny analyzed and learned that the bite marks weren't human.

Then there had been a duck and a raccoon, but really the deer had been the last straw and Caroline was adamant that she was staying up to figure out what the hell was leaving them weird dead animals.

She really hadn't expected to see a wolf on her porch dragging up the latest kill. It sensed her at the window and Caroline froze, terrified that the thing would attack. But it had to be a regular old wolf, not a werewolf, because it was the new moon so…no nasty wolf bites for her? Still didn't explain why the damn wolf was dragging up animals onto the Forbes' lawn of all the lawns in Mystic Falls.

And then the wolf had sat down on its paws and she could have sworn it tilted its head to the side as if studying her. The yellow eyes were the first hint that she'd been wrong and it wasn't a regular old wolf. She shook her head in disbelief, refusing to go to the conclusion that she knew it had to be. Obviously it wasn't Tyler. She knew what Tyler's werewolf looked like and since there was only one of other Hybrid in all of existence.

"NO." Caroline pointed toward the street, wondering if she could shoo him away. "Go away." He didn't budge. Of course not. He didn't listen to her in his normal form why would he in his wolf? She shut the blinds and headed over to her room, steadfastly ignoring the dead animal and howling wolf that was now at her window.

Somehow she'd managed to fall asleep, only to be woken in the morning by the smell of the coffee her mother was making. Caroline padded down into the kitchen, happily accepting the offered mug and sat down at the kitchen table, offering a smile in thanks. "I see we got another gift last night," Liz commented and instantly her brightening mood vanished.

"Don't worry. I'll be putting an end to it today," Caroline informed her, shrugging at her mom's curious look.

"Solved the mystery, did you?" Liz asked as she sat down across from her daughter.

"Someone's letting the beast within lead them around," Caroline mumbled, glaring down at the mug of coffee.

"So Tyler is back in town?"

Oh. How she wished that was the case. Then…would it be cute? Was she supposed to find it cute if Tyler was the one offering her up dead animals? Because she didn't think she would find it cute then either. It'd still be pretty disgusting.

"No. Still in Florida." She was beginning to hope he drowned in a rainstorm with the amount of call dodging he did.

"Then…" Realization dawned on her mother's face and Caroline could only nod.

"Yep."

"I don't want you going over to that house," Liz told her, and Caroline sighed, knowing her mother meant well.

"It's only going to continue to persist until I can go and confront him." Once she did she was sure it would stop. Fifty-fifty chance really. "And I've been over there plenty of times." Okay so maybe that wasn't the best argument.

"Take someone with you," Liz told her before heading off to the station.

There was no one Caroline was going to bring along with her because there was just no way she was going to tell anyone else what was going on. Just no. She could handle this one all on her own. An hour and a half later and one kickass 'don't mess with me' outfit perfected and worn, she headed over to the Mikaelson place and straight on inside. If he could turn up unannounced to drop off things at her place then she could continue showing up unannounced into his.

"Klaus!" she called out, repeating his name louder as she walked through the mansion, trying to figure out which room he was hiding in. So maybe he wouldn't actually be hiding but did the place seriously have to be so big? Caroline was pretty sure she could get lost if she actually tried to play a game of hide and seek in it. "There you are."

She hadn't exactly expected to find him in the backyard, staring off into the distance and she followed his gaze into the field and spotted the couple of horses grazing. Ugh. Show off. "Hello, Caroline. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" Klaus asked, finally looking at her and she pursed her lips at that.

"As if you didn't know," she muttered, crossing her arms as she stared down at him. "You need to stop coming around my house and leaving me dead animals in your wolf form. One, I do not eat defenseless bunnies or raccoons or deer. You killed Bambi! And two, like your wolf could totally decide it wants to eat vampire and then where would I be? Dead. I would be dead. So stop it."

And he was smiling? Seriously? "This is not a laughing matter!"

"Of course not, love," Klaus replied as he rose and Caroline waited for him to expand on that. Surely he had something to say about his wolf's behavior. "I'll try to curb my wolf's desire to show you how high it holds you in its esteem."

"Why are you even shifting? Doesn't it hurt?" Wasn't that the whole point of being a hybrid? So he could control the shifting? Or well. For the others it had been. For him it'd been to release the wolf side.

"I find it rather freeing actually," Klaus replied. "Not quite like my vampire side. No breaking of my own bones required for that, but the thrill of the hunt is different in that form and I'm trying to hone it to my advantage. It seems that it quite likes to bestow the gifts of my hunts upon you when its through."

"Yes, well, I don't want its gifts, so like bury them in a different yard or eat them. I don't know!" Just no more dead animals on her doorstep. They were getting bigger and a lot harder to get rid of without the neighbors noticing. "I swear if you smile one more time at me."

"I'll work on controling the wolf, Caroline," Klaus assured her, and then motioned toward the horses. "But since you're already here would you care to join me in a ride?"

Her answer was supposed to be no, she knew that. But what was the harm of going on one little ride with the horses? It wasn't like she had any other plans for the day. "Alright, but only for a little bit."

She should have known his triumphant grin was going to spell trouble, though thankfully it didn't happen during their horseback ride. No, it happened later in the week when she'd been walking home from the grill and two out of towners just passing through had thought she'd make a fun target for harassment. She could have taken care of it all on her own—vampire, thanks—but as soon as the men started calling out to her there was Klaus' wolf growling and snapping at them, putting himself in between Caroline and the two offenders.

"Oh look. She's got a guard dog," one of them laughed, moving to swing at what they apparently assumed was a puppy and the wolf launched himself at them, nearly tearing off the first guy's arm and sending the other running away in fear.

"Klaus, stop," Caroline ordered, trying to get him off the man his jaw was still clamped around.

The wolf backed off, still growling at the man who somehow got himself up and away, before stopping to sit at Caroline's feet, looking entirely too proud of itself. "No," she muttered, raking her hands through her hair as she walked away, refusing to believe any of it was happening.

It wasn't until she got home, knowing full well that the wolf was following her along the way, that Caroline realized it hadn't once tried to attack her. She didn't know what that meant, remembering how Mason and Tyler had instantly gone for her because she was a vampire, but Caroline knew it really couldn't be good. She shut her window and cranked up the AC, not wanting to hear the wolf howling outside her window again because she wouldn't let it inside.

She didn't bother going to see Klaus the next day, already having found the drawing on her nightstand of her walking home, Klaus' handwriting at the bottom. My apologies—Klaus.

Great. Now she was getting more pictures from him as well as his wolf deciding to be her protector. Could it get any worse?

Two weeks later she received the phone call she had knew was coming and had kept trying to put off, hoping it would change. But no. Tyler wasn't coming back. He wouldn't be beholden to Klaus and he'd found a pack who accepted him, who was taking him in as family, and didn't she know how important family was to him now that he'd lost his? So much for thinking that she could be his family.

Caroline had been sobbing on the back steps of the house, not wanting to be inside any longer. It felt too confining, like it wanted to close in all around her. The wolf came slowly over to her and she didn't even realize its presence until it was nuzzling her legs. She looked over at it and shoved it away. "This is your fault!" she screamed, glaring at the animal who stood watching her without an ounce of regret. "You made him leave and now he…go away" She stood up, trying to find something to throw at the wolf, to make him leave, but there was nothing there and so she went back into the house, slamming the door shut and sinking down against it. "Just go away!"

There was scratching at the door for a good five minutes before she heard it finally leave. Caroline pulled out all of the alcohol she could find in the house, which admittedly, wasn't much, but she drank through it, one bottle after the other as she tried to drown her sorrows. She tried calling Stefan but there was no answer, like always. Bonnie was another voicemail. Elena didn't even bother to pick up. Her life was falling apart and she didn't know what to do about it.

She woke in her bed, unsure how she'd even gotten into it; last thing she remembered was being on the kitchen floor and deleting every damn picture of Tyler Lockwood from her phone. Her mouth tasted gross and she knew she needed to brush her teeth as she pushed her hair out of her face and sat up, freezing when she realized that Klaus was sitting in her room, watching her. "Welcome to the land of the living," he murmured, hands steepled in front of him as he regarded her.

"What do you want?" Caroline asked, in no mood for any of their usual banter or discourse that day.

"Once I changed back I came to check on you and found you passed out in the kitchen. I doubted that you would want your mother to find you in such a position so I brought you in here and cleaned up the little mess you had made," Klaus informed her and Caroline frowned, wondering exactly what kind of mess she had created in her state of mind. "After all, it is my fault that young Lockwood left and broke your heart."

Oh, she didn't' want to have this conversation. "It's your fault he left. The heart breaking is all his own." It wasn't something she really wanted to admit but it was the truth. Tyler had chosen not to return and he could blame it on Klaus all he wanted but in the end it was his choice. He'd never even asked if she wanted to come down and join him for the summer or anything. He'd picked a new life and left her behind. Maybe it was because of Klaus that those circumstances had even happened, but it was still Tyler's fault, not the other Hybrid's. "I'm really not in the mood for company though. So thanks for your help but please go now."

"Of course." Klaus rose and she was grateful that he didn't come toward the bed but headed straight to the door. "The next time you are in the mood for company though, Caroline, I would quite like to have some help again taking the horses out for a ride."

She nodded and turned away from him, not quite able to give him more than that, but she knew it was more than enough. But she wasn't ready for horseback riding or all that doing so would entail. For now she just wanted to brush her teeth and shower and have a nice pint of ice cream to finish off her 'Tyler Lockwood sucks' mood before she picked herself up and kept on going. Because she was Caroline Forbes and no wolf was ever going to break her.