A/N As I expected, there were different responses for the kiss-I am glad that you left a review because I wasn't sure if I were going to get bad criticism for this. Fortunately, I didn't, all of you were very supporting and encouraging. Don't read this if you don't want to be spoiled…

SPOILERS: The kiss doesn't exactly mean that they're going to have a relationship. In fact, to those that I replied to your review, I told you that the kiss was put there for a) A treat to Delena fans, and b, the most important one, is that now Damon will be forced to decide about his feelings about Elena. As I said, Damon was kinda forced to become a good person in a short time. He was a monster, and because of her he had to change. So, we will see Damon struggle with his feelings and emotions. Second of all, I don't think it is appropriate for Elena and Damon to have a relationship yet. Don't get me wrong, I'm 14 and I would definitely kiss Damon, but it's not really my plan for this story yet. I already have the main plot prepared for you.

Now…please help me reach 100 ;)

Her lips were soft against his. She kept pulling him towards her, showing him that she didn't want to let go. He kept caressing her face but he gently pulled away from her.

"What's wrong?" She asked, surprised by the sudden stop. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no," He said softly. "It's not you. It's me."

He held her hands gently. "We can't, Elena."

"Nonsense," Elena brushed her mouth against his again, and he let her, for just a small minute.

But what puzzled him was not how she managed to find her way into his heart, mind and soul in that very moment. What puzzled him greatly was that suddenly, he could feel himself moving to an alternate universe. Literally.

He found himself walking in a small forest. It was like he couldn't control his own body or actions, he was feeling hypnotized. He felt himself stop at a sight of a little girl, who was about nine years old.

"Excuse me, Mister," The girl said in a child-like voice. "Are you lost?"

"Yes," Damon heard himself say. "I guess I am. What is this place?"

"The Black forest in Arizona," The little girl replied. "Here. I'm picking up flowers! Want one?"

But before Damon could say anything, the girl gave him a red rose and smiled at him. He looked at the rose and then looked up to thank the girl, but she had vanished. Before he could process what happened, he found himself in front to Elena again.

"What happened?" Elena breathed, "Did you see that?"

"What's going on?" Damon asked confused, pulling away from her once more.

"I don't know," Elena said confused, "I saw that little girl giving you a rose…It was like a flashback…"

"I don't know," Damon muttered, then his face turned serious. "Get back to bed, Elena. We'll talk later."

"You regret it, don't you?" Elena asked quietly as Damon walked away to their terrace. The room had a lovely front terrace. "You regret kissing me."

"I don't," Damon answered half-consciously. "Just get back to bed, I'll be gone for a few."

"Where are you going?"

"I just need some air."

He walked to the front terrace with a glass of red wine in hand. Elena had, for once, obeyed him and she climbed into bed, covering herself with warm blankets. Damon sipped slowly on the wine and then turned to find her already peacefully asleep. Her face looked more beautiful than ever, and her hair fell perfectly around her face. She was like a goddess of beauty.

But in the same time, she was everything that could drive a vampire crazy. She was tempting, beautiful, fragile, and innocent. Yes, vampires usually liked preying on the innocent. But she was something he couldn't have, because it was the process of becoming a good man. On the other hand, he was letting himself grow attached to a human. A human, the thing he hated most. And worse than that, a human young teenager who barely knew what life was.

He walked slowly towards her and stroked his little princess's face. Damn, she was a fast-sleeper. The fact that she looked even more innocent in her sleep made him feel worse about kissing her. He wasn't in the mood to deal with guilt, so without warning he just walked through the door eager to find a woman to feed on. And maybe, let himself be a vampire for just thirty minutes.

The vision of the little girl confused him. Deep down, he felt that something with that vision was wrong. It was like deep down, he knew that there was something more to that. What he couldn't understand was what.

He continued to sip his wine. No, there was definitely something more. He could almost remember the touch, the brush of the rose against his hands. And that rose-He was sure he had seen it somewhere before. It was redder than a usual rose, and it had pink in it, too. It was unique, but it was like he had seen it somewhere before in his life. He sighed, setting the glass down, and made his way out.

It wasn't hard to find a girl in a hotel which was this big. No compulsion was even necessary, it was obvious that every girl lusted for him.

About one hour later, Damon felt more strength in him. The blonde girl, who was now terrified, was covering herself up with the sheet as Damon took the last ounce of blood from her neck. He had compelled her to stop struggling, so the poor girl was still paralyzed.

Damon smirked as he placed a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Thank you, Emily. Now, you will not remember anything of this night."

The second that Damon returned to his room, Elena was waiting for him on her bed, looking almost afraid of him.

"What's going on?" He said as she stared at him, trembling.

"T-that is how you f-feed on girls?"

He froze. He didn't dare to step closer towards the poor, terrified girl.

"I saw you," Elena continued, tears in her eyes. "I saw you feeding on her now. You left the door open enough for me to see."

"Elena…"

"What did you do to her before then? Oh, that's right…it's what you all do. You screwed her, didn't you?"

"Why are you saying this to me, Elena?"

"Because I thought you were a better person, because I…"

She started to cry, hugging her knees tightly to her chest.

Deep down, he knew that Elena had every right to be terrified. He knew that it was because of his own species that the girl had gone through a lot, and that she was almost raped twice by vampires.

He didn't dare to sit on her bed next to her. He could feel shame and anger. He should've been more careful on whom to feed on. He should've known that Elena would probably follow him.

"Elena, I'm sorry that you had to see that," He gulped. "But I didn't kill her. I'm not that person anymore."

She didn't say anything.

"Say something to me, Elena. Please."

She bit her lip.

"Elena…"

"I'm going to the bathroom," She stormed out of bed, aiming to get far away from him as possible.

He grabbed her arm.

"Let go of me," Elena said through clenched teeth. "I can't…not right now."

He remained holding her arm, and Elena quickly realized that his grip on her was not hurtful or aggressive, and his eyes didn't show any anger. No, his grip on her was gentle, and his eyes were pleading.

"Please don't be afraid of me," Damon's voice pleaded.

Elena relaxed in his hold.

"I would never hurt you," He continued, "Never. And I don't break my promises."

He noticed a tear running down her cheek and he gently wiped it away with his finger.

"Don't cry," He pleaded again. "I'm sorry. I lost control, Elena. But you're safe."

Elena was still frozen, having no idea of what she could say to him. When she built up the courage to speak, all she said was, "I know that."

And then she made her way to the bathroom, leaving Damon alone with his guilt.

Klaus started circling the girl who was sitting terrified on the chair, much in the manner of a predator stalking its prey.

"I'm going to ask you one last time, Jenna," He growled. "Does the girl know what happened that night?"

Jenna didn't reply. She had promised her sister that she would take care of Elena at all costs.

"Answer me!" Klaus barked, gripping Jenna's shoulders.

She didn't reply.

"Take her away," He commanded one of his allies, and Jenna let herself be taken without trying to fight him off.

"Jenna," He said again, this time with a smirk, "It doesn't matter to me if she remembers or not. She'll still be dead whenever I want her to. Besides, I can always compel you into telling me the truth once the vervain is out of your system."

It was eight in the morning when Damon woke up. Elena was not in bed, and apparently, there was no shower water running either. He put on a black t-shirt and called out her name.

"I was just getting breakfast," Elena said quietly, and Damon followed her into the small kitchenette.

"Okay," Damon simply replied. He was feeling awkward talking to her after what happened the night before. Actually, after the two things that happened the night before. Kissing her, and then running off to feed on someone.

Perfect combination, Salvatore, he mentally cursed.

"We should head back to Mystic Falls," He finally sighed. "Bree wasn't much help."

"Okay," Elena said shortly.

"I'll let you have a shower and change."

"Where are you going?" She asked, and he knew the look on her face. Her little, brown doe eyes were judging him.

"I'm just getting a cup of coffee."

He left without a word, and Elena remained frozen with her towels in her hand. She didn't like this situation either. She cared about him, she knew he was doing his best to help her. She also knew that Damon would never hurt her, but after the night before she couldn't help it, she was scared.

She had seen his true face clearly. She couldn't imagine that someone that beautiful could turn into another person in such a short time, because of blood.

Yet again, her life was always complicated.

They drove back to Damon's home in silence. Damon turned on the radio, and then they stopped to buy Elena food. Sometimes he'd make a comment to ease the tension between them, but nothing more.

"Are you still mad at me?" Damon finally asked the question.

She just looked at him with those puppy eyes-the death of him-And said, "I'm not mad at you, Damon. I'm just…still shocked."

Damon pulled the car over and turned to her. "Look, Elena. You still don't know about me. I don't blame you. But I'm ready to tell you everything you want to know. Everything. I have lots of things to tell you, and I don't think you'll take them lightly."

He brushed her hair away from her face. "But then, after I tell you everything you need to know, it'll be your decision. I won't force you to do anything, and I won't even force you to stay. But I don't want to lie to you."

Elena took a deep breath. "Okay. I appreciate that you're going to be honest with me."

Damon sighed. It was going to be hard. Hell, he didn't even know how to start about Katherine.

So, very slowly, he got her picture and handed it to Elena.

That's it for today ;) Happy Sunday xD