"SEVEN DATES"

Fan Fiction story / Season 3

By: Lovely Vero

Starring:

Klaus & Caroline

Matt & Rebekah


Chapter 11

"Rome"

Part 1


The large crowd of the elite guests' list walked from their parked limousines toward the stairs of the entrance of the Lockwood mansion, arm in arm, with the men dressed in their impeccable black or white tuxedos, and their escorts dressed in their luxurious, colourful ball gowns, while passing the threshold and being welcomed by numerous Circus characters, through: mimes, magicians, ballerinas, clowns, fire-eater, conjurers, and many more.

Carol Lockwood stood with her perfect hostess smile at the entrance of her home, wishing all of them a warm welcome, while thanking the guests for accepting this last minute invitation by this intriguing new business man named: Arian Satō, their real host of this flamboyant and unusual evening. She shook their hands one last time, offering a glass of premium champagne, and directing them toward the Circus tent placed in the garden.

Elijah entered the Lockwood mansion, while pulling on the sleeves of his impeccable tuxedo vest, straightening his bowtie, before rapidly scattering the premises. Several Japanese guards were guarding the four cardinal points of the mansion, at the main entrance and every exit possible. He raised his head, while seeing Carol walked toward him, with a big smile plastered on her face.

"Elijah, It's such a pleasure to see you back in Mystic Falls." Carol exclaimed, while handing her right gloved hand to him.

"Carol you're without a doubt the most charming hostess my eyes have ever met." Elijah replied, charmingly, while hand kissing her hand through the fabric of her glove.

"And you're as always a perfect gentleman." She replied, while returning his smile, and lowering her flushed cheeks. "Thank you for accepting this last minute invitation."

"I felt obligated to respond to this lovely invitation; actually, I've known the host for a very long time now." Elijah replied, while noticing Damon and Stefan standing positions near the threshold of the study room. They were nodding their heads discretely in his direction.

"That is certainly explaining the enthusiasm of Mr. Satō to have you and your family be part of this evening." Carol replied while titling her head.

"Well, thank you for the invitation." Elijah replied politely, before sliding a hand on her left forearm, and murmuring near her ear. "If you'll excuse me, Carol?"

"Certainly, Elijah…" She responded, while smiling and nodding her head in respect.

Elijah walked toward the standing position of the Salvatore brothers, before grabbing a glass of champagne on a silver platter.

"So, Grandpa, you have a soft spot for clowns and the circus life now?" Damon whispered in the Original ear.

"Well, as for the clown goes, I'm talking to you, aren't I?" Elijah replied, tit for tat, while addressing Damon a devilish smile.

"Mm..." Damon mumbled, angrily, while showing a sour face, under the growing amusement of his brother. "Aren't you a cheering party tonight, Elijah?"

"Where are the others?" Elijah asked Stefan, before turning his head toward the vampire's standing position, while disregarding Damon usual unfriendly attitude.

Stefan nodded his head, before inviting Elijah to enter the study room.

Elijah passed the threshold of the said room, with the Salvatore brothers on his heels, while scattering the room, and quickly noticing the presence of Elena, Bonnie, Caroline and Rebekah, his own sister, all placed at different corners of the large room.

"Where's Mister Donovan?" Elijah asked the group.

"I can assure you that Matt will be here. He's been delayed at work." Elena replied, while making Rebekah raise her head in her direction. Elena timidly smiled to Elijah before adding. "You've asked of us to be all present tonight, and to stay together as close possible." Elena added.

"Good evening Elena, you look lovely as always." Elijah commented, while returning a smile to her. She lowered her flushed cheeks at the same time making Damon winced, and Rebekha rolled her eyes to the ceiling. "It's easier for me to anticipate Shinichi next step of action, while knowing that you are all together, under the public eyes." He added.

"Talking about missing guests from the list of invitees, where is your delightful brother, the Alpha hybrid?" Damon asked the Original, while crossing his arms in front of his chest, before adding. "Because, let me be clearer than crystal water, Grandpa. We are all in danger of being exterminated, by a: "I came from the sky" Kitsune named: Arian Satō, if ever he decides to kill Klaus for his amusement and vendetta against you and your family. Call me crazy, but it is not in my agenda to die anytime soon and especially not tonight!"

"You're as pretentious and stupid as ever, Damon. I had actually some reserve and doubts about you for the longest time. I never actually thought that you would reach the magnificent Ripper stage of your brother. But, I had some hope that you would become, with time, and good teaching, one heck of a bloody vampire. In reverse you became a pathetic love puppy, who's all supernatural being and existence is essentially to save his damsel in distress. I predict, my young friend, that in no time you will surely drink blood from a plastic bag – Pathetic!" Klaus announced himself, while entering the study room, before standing in front of Damon, arms crossed in front of his chest, with his intense gaze drowned into the one of the young vampire.

Damon growled while rushing in his vampire speed toward the Hybrid, before pushing Klaus on the opposite wall, being held in place, a second later, by a firm grip of his brother.

"Let go of me, Stefan!" Damon yelled, while squirming to free himself. "I need to finish him for good!"

"Don't be stupid, Damon. We can't kill him, and you know it!" Stefan replied, while tightening his grip.

"Enough!" Elijah exclaimed, while pushing his right hand on Klaus's chest by holding his brother in place, forbidding him to retaliate on Damon. "You're acting childishly and foolishly Niklaus, get a grip on yourself."

Klaus raised his chin, while narrowing his sight in Elijah's, before pushing his brother hand away from his chest and pulling on each side of his tuxedo vest.

"Well, it was without a doubt, pretentious of my part, but, you should know by now, Elijah that the party won't start until I walk in, Kitsune or no Kitsune." Klaus replied, mockingly, before raising his sight in direction of Caroline's standing position near the window. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest, a disappointed glimpse in the deepness of eyes. She was wearing a silk red dress. "Caroline?" He whispered, while drowning his stare in hers.

She stared at him for a few seconds, before shaking her head and turning her sight back to the window, while avoiding the stares of her friends, and surely the many questions they had about her obvious feelings about the hybrid.

"You are still running after the unreachable, Klaus?" Damon mocked openly, while glancing at Caroline.

"You surpassed it by running after your brother's girlfriend, would you say, Damon?" Klaus responded, with a pernicious smile.

"Can we forget about your girls problems and come back to the fact that a Kitsune wants to eliminate the vampires specie, with the courtesy of the dagger created by our mother dearest." Rebekah exclaimed, while crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Rebekah is right. It's time to put aside our differences and become allies to put an end on Arian Satō control over our destiny." Stefan said, while nodding his head.

"It's certainly the only logical way of acting in this present situation, and I thank you for putting your trust in us, Stefan." Elijah replied, while nodding his head in respect toward the young vampire.

"Well, well, well, my Ripper friend who wants to join force with me again. Like old time, mate, would you say? Do you remember, Chicago, 1920'?" Klaus replied, in a sarcastic tone of voice, while crossing his arms in front of his chest and drowning his sight in Stefan's.

"Klaus, this period of our life is long gone now, and behind us for good and any resilient friendship, between us, is dead." Stefan replied, while raising his chin in the air in a confrontational gesture. "I want to protect Elena and all my friends, and if I need to ally with you and your family to reach that goal, I'll do it, but don't think that it means anything else."

"Whatever you say, Stefan, who am I to contradict you." Klaus replied, smirking. "And I am all for Elena staying alive and being saved by all cost. After all, she is a mean to an end as to create my future army of hybrids, or did you forget about that fact my good friend?" He added, slyly.

"How could we ever forget that part?" Damon asked, sarcastically, before adding. "Just know that you will have to pass through me to achieve this goal of yours."

"Klaus will compel or kill for the only purpose of his army of hybrids … Not a single friendship…" Caroline said, while drowning her sight in Stefan's. "Or strong feelings of a love one…" She added more, while glimpsing at Rebekah. "Will make him loose that goal, am I right, Klaus?" Caroline surprised everybody by asking him that question.

"I don't know, Love? Are you? And more important, are you willing to find out?" He asked, while staring directly into her eyes.

Caroline blushed intensively, while lowering her head, before adding:

"Un-sired Tyler and I'll be able to give you the benefit of the doubt." She finally answered him.

"Oh yes: "Tyler", the eternal object of your affection, and your one and only true love." Klaus replied, dryly.

"If I can help with my witch power tonight, please let me know?" Bonnie asked Elijah, as a welcomed diversion, while shrugging her shoulders to Elena.

"Thank you, Miss Bennett, but Shinichi is not one who would act impulsively in front of so many witnesses. Tonight is simply a majestic set up for some kind of message that he wants us to intercept. We just need to be careful, stay on our guards at all cost, and in a very close proximity." Elijah replied to Bonnie, while nodding his head.

"I'll let you babysit them Elijah, you have the fingering and touch for that specific task." Klaus added, while taking a glimpse at Caroline, before adding. "Maybe tonight you'll find what you've been looking for so long, Caroline." He added, with a veil of sadness in his eyes, before stepping out of the room and leaving her speechless.

A death silence fell into the room, disturbed a few seconds later by the creaking sound of the leather desk chair, before seeing Tyler appear in front of the group. They all turned their heads in synchronisation, speechless expressions plastered on their faces, while noticing his hiding presence in the room. Tyler rose on his feet, while drowning his sight in Caroline's, before smiling to her.

"It's me, it's really me, and I'm back." He said to the blonde vampire, before handing his right hand to welcome Caroline into his arms.

"Tyler?" She asked, while putting her hands around his face. "You're back…I mean as you…You're not sired anymore, I can't see it in your eyes."

"I'm not, Caroline….I'm not!" Tyler replied, while hugging her tightly in his arms.

Damon turned his head to face Elijah.

"Klaus un-sired him, what the hell happened for him to do that?" He asked the Original, completely dumfounded.

"Klaus released Tyler from his sired bond very reluctantly, under my order." Elijah replied, while rubbing his hands together, and exchanging a quite glimpse with Caroline. "I've asked my brother to free Mister Lockwood of his compulsion. Having Mister Tyler in this state of mind could have been lethal with the presence of the Kitsune." He explained, while not giving any more clarity to his explanation.

"What do you mean it would have been lethal?" Elena asked, dumfounded, while rising on her feet and smiling to Tyler. "Nice to have you back, Tyler."

"Like this wolf dog would be of any help now that he is free of my brother sire bond over him?" Rebekah exclaimed, while rolling her eyes to the ceiling.

"Rebekah, behave yourself!" Elijah ordered his sister, before adding. "The Kistune specie has the power of over taking a compulsion done by a vampire, more so, an Original. Don't forget that they were created in the beginning of time to keep an eye over the new species created on this earth. Therefore, they can't reverse the compulsion, or make a new one to the one already in place." Elijah explained to them.

"So this means that they could easily go against a witch power?" Bonnie asked, with a speechless expression, before seeing Elijah nods his head in affirmation.

They all stared into each other's eyes, while realizing that Arian Satō was once more proven to be more of a threat than firstly anticipated.


"Matt, please?" Rebekah screamed, while rushing behind him in one of the corridor of the Lockwood mansion. "You've been avoiding me, talk to me?"

Matt turned around on himself, before facing the Original sister and pointing a finger at her.

"Leave me alone, Rebekah." He ordered, while reprising his walk.

"Why? Why are you avoiding me since your arrival?" She asked, while grabbing his left forearm. "Elijah asked for us to stay in close proximity, especially with Shinichi presence in these walls."

"Don't touch me, please." He said, while un-grabbing her hand.

"What did I do, have at least the decency to tell me?" She demanded, while holding her pace, and feeling tears fill her eyes.

"You lied." He exclaimed, while holding his own walking pace, but without turning around to face the Original.

"I…I don't know what you're saying to me now?" She replied, while shrugging her shoulders.

"Really, you don't?" He asked, before turning his body around to face her. "What about lying about the compulsion that Caroline did on me, what about lying on the fact that we, you and I, actually never slept together, are you still not aware of what I am talking about, Rebekah?" He asked, dryly, while tilting his head.

"I …. How … I mean…How did you find out?" She asked, while nervously rubbing her hands together.

"Caroline came through, she simply reversed the compulsion and now I remember everything." He informed her, while shaking his head with a single tear rolling on his cheek. He swept it away with a sudden movement of his right hand. "I bet you had a good laugh at my expense?"

"No! I'm …. Listen to me, please…I'm so sorry … I did it because…" She tried to explain, before being cut in her apology.

"Spare me the pity party, would you?" Matt replied, while shaking his head in disgust.

"It's her fault, its Caroline fault, it's her who put the compulsion on you … I had nothing to do with it…You have to believe me…" She stammered through her explanation.

"I don't give a fuck which of the two is responsible or not. You lied to me, Rebekah, you took something so personal between a man and a woman and you lied to my face, for your own amusement of the moment." He angrily added to her. "But don't worry, I'm equally disgusted by you and Caroline and I don't want either of you in my life."

"Let me explain, I swear to you that I had your best interest at heart." Rebekah begged, while sniffing her tears.

"I would not even be here, present at this stupid evening, if Elena had not begged me to be here, for my own safety. How truly hilarious is that, after what you and Caroline did to me?" Matt exclaimed, while gesturing with his arms and hands. "I actually wish that this Kistune would be able to make you all vanish into the thin air."

"You don't mean that." Rebekah whispered, while shaking her head and crossing her arms in front of her white silk dress.

"I actually do … "Matt replied, while biting into the inside of his cheeks, before leaving Rebekah standing alone with a broken heart in the middle of the corridor.


Arian Sato walked into the study room, before slowly closing the door panel behind his back and turning his attention toward the man who was standing in front of the bar. He pulled on his white tuxedo sleeves, while smiling, before taking a few steps toward his guest.

"I am beyond grateful to Carol Lockwood for lending me her estate in such gently manners." He said out loud, while smirking. "But mostly grateful for your family and friends presence. The main event is about to start, I hope you'll be present to watch it?"

"It took long enough for you to find me?" Elijah replied, while pouring Scotch into two crystal glasses.

"Why rush toward the inevitable, my old friend?" Shinichi replied, while approaching Elijah's standing position in front of the bar, his hands placed behind his back.

"Would you care to join me for a glass of Scotch?" Elijah asked, while turning on himself and handing a glass to the Kitsune.

"Certainly, Elijah" Arian replied, while taking the glass from the Original's hand and nodding his head as a thank you gesture, before taking a sitting position on a leather armchair.

"So, impressive staging, I'm actually quite surprised, Shinichi." Elijah said, while joining the Kitsune, and taking a sitting position, in front of his enemy.

"Please call me Arian….And…Are you, Elijah? But you already know my unconditional love for the theatrical." The Kitsune replied, while sipping his glass.

"True enough … You always loved the aspect of making a huge spectacle." Elijah agreed, while gulping his own glass.

"I am fortunate enough to recreate a few of the sketches that my family were giving in the past, in Egypt. You remember, Elijah?" Arian asked.

Elijah raised his head, and drowned his sight in the one of Shinichi's, before nodding his head.

"I actually do, you were actually very talented back in the days." Elijah added, truthfully.

"Misao was giving the best performances. She was quite a dancer. You remember that part also, Elijah?" Arian asked for the second time, while titling his head.

Elijah sighed, while keeping his stare on his glass and keeping quiet.

"I find quite a resemblance between the lovely Miss Elena Gilbert and my sister, would you say, my friend? Same long hair, same fragile and thin silhouette. It seems to be something that you are attracted to in a woman." Arian insisted. "Or am I mistaking?"

Elijah rose on his feet, before walking toward the bar, and pouring more Scotch into his glass.

"Misao was indeed quite a talented dancer." Elijah finally replied, toneless.

"Unfortunate that she had to die in such a horrible way, I miss my sister." Arian added, while gulping the rest of his glass. "Yours is lovely, as well." He added.

Elijah tensed, while closing his fists in anger.

"I'm asking you to leave Rebekah alone and outside of our differences, Arian." Elijah warned, calmly.

"Like you left my sister outside of all our differences?" Arian replied, before rising on his feet and handing his empty glass to Elijah. "You'll have to excuse me; I will try to find the lovely Caroline Forbes, to give her my regards and appreciation of her presence, before the main attraction of the night …. I'll see you there...Hopefully?" He added, while smirking and nodding his head in respect, before walking toward the door and leaving the room.


"You'll miss the main event if you escape so easily, my exotic flower." Caroline heard "his" voice, while freezing all our movements, with her hand place on the banister and her foot on the first stair.

She closed her eyes, while taking a deep breath into her lungs to calm herself down, before turning on herself and facing her interlocutor.

"Good evening, Mister Satō." She greeted him, while raising her chin. "It is in fact a very unusual Circus spectacle that you are giving to your guests. What was the purpose of all of this exactly?"

"Why so formal, Caroline?" Shinichi asked, before climbing a few stairs in her direction. "You look beautiful tonight by the way, a mix of lethal and innocence at the same time." He added, while passing the back of his right hand on the red lace just above her neckline, his sight sliding on the curves of her breasts.

She grabbed his wrist, while pushing his hand away from her body.

"A simple touch of my hand creates such turmoil inside of you?" He murmured to Caroline, while slowly bending his body near hers, his sight lost in Caroline's, before raising his hand and caressing with the tip of his fingers, the outline of her lips.

Caroline turned her head to avoid his touch, while swallowing a lump in her throat and feeling a cold shiver of fear passing through her spin.

"Avoiding my touch won't change the inevitable, my sweet Caroline." He murmured his lips near her left ear.

"You're delusional if you think that I will bend in front of you to please the sick fantasy that you have about me." She mumbled angrily between her teeth.

"You know that I fantasize about you, don't you? How unexpected, Caroline." He whispered, near her right ear. "I'm never delusional, instead, I plan, I conquer, and I always obtain what I desire the most. And as for you bending in front of me, you'll bend … Eventually…When the time will be right." He added, making Caroline turn her head to drown her sight in his.

"I'll prefer for you to enter a dagger in my heart." She responded, with a feeling of nausea.

Arian suddenly turned his head at the call of the music in the garden.

"If you will excuse me, my host duty is unfortunately calling me. It was a pleasure to see you again, sweet Caroline. Please, don't miss the main attraction that is about to start." He said, before nodding his head in respect, while leaving her breathless on the stairs.


"My friends Welcome!"

Arian Sato exclaimed in the microphone, while standing in the middle of the scene, under the big circus tent, with the loud and enthusiastic applause of the crowd. He joined his hands together, while making a reverence of appreciation, before patiently waiting for the slow-down of the applause.

"My name is Arian Satō, and I am your host for this eventful evening. I would like to thank Carol for her warm hospitality, and for lending me her estate, while giving me the opportunity to present to you this circus spectacle. From your loud applauses I can certainly presume that you are enjoying yourselves with the few acts that were presented to you since the beginning of this evening."

"I guess we're about to discover the purpose of this entire charade." Damon murmured near Elijah's left ear, while standing beside the Original, arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Or at least we could finally know if our faith is writing in the stone by this man." Stefan added, while arching one eyebrow.

"More or less, you could say that." Elijah replied, before narrowing his sight on Shinichi, while listening to the continuation of his speech.

"From Morocco to India…From Egypt to Africa…My ancestors traveled the world as gypsies, conquering the land with their flamboyant spectacles as dancers, conjurers, mimes, fire eaters. Their swords fights were known and respected in every country they'd travelled. And it is very humbly, that I've tried to recreate, this spectacle for your behalf tonight."

Elijah turned his head, while scattering the group of vampires and humans standing by his side. "Where's Miss Forbes?"

"She was by my side a short moment ago; she said she was going to the restroom." Tyler replied to Elijah, while scattering the crowd.

"You want me to go look for her?" Elena asked, suddenly worried.

"I'll go." Tyler proposed, while nodding his head to Elena.

"No!" Elijah ordered. "Stay by my side both of you. We're about to finally understand the ultimate reason of our presence in these walls tonight."

"What about being forced to be here?" Matt replied, while wincing in anger, under the watchful eyes of Rebekah. "And who cares where Caroline is. I prefer to have her far away from me actually."

Elijah frowned in surprise at Matt say, while taking a rapid glimpse at Elena, who shrugged her shoulders, lost in all of this as much as he was.

"Matt, please…I want to speak to you…We need to discuss what happened?" Rebekah whispered, near Matt's ear, while sliding a hand on his right forearm.

"Well, I don't need or want to discuss anything with you, Rebekah! Not now, not later…Not ever!" Matt replied, before grabbing her hand and pushing it away from his arm.

"Now it is my privilege to present you the main event of this evening. And do not be fooled, because after all an illusion can only be an illusion."

An unexpected explosion, set under special effects occurred on the scene, with a white, tick smoke, blurring the sight of the spectators, under their exclamations of surprise. Arian Sato had disappeared in front of the audience.

"Isn't it extraordinary, would you say?" Carol Lockwood asked Elijah, while approaching his standing position, with a glass of champagne in her hands.

"It certainly has a certain appeal to it." Elijah replied politely, while keeping his sight focused on the stage.

The Circus tent fell into darkness, under the surprise exclamation of the guests.

A blue spot light illuminated the center stage. A young, fragile, feminine silhouette bent to the ground.

She was wearing a transparent black Indian costume. A veil placed on her head, and over her face.

Her long, flamboyant, black hair over her shoulders, in a glorious cascade. Her hands joined in a prayer to the Gods.

Elijah took a step forward, his sight narrowed on the silhouette, while putting his hands on each side of his waist.

"What is it?" Damon asked, while observing the reaction of the Original.

"I…. I have a feeling of déjà vu." Elijah replied to the vampire.

"What do you mean? Elijah?" Rebekah asked, with only the silence as a response, before turning her sight on the stage.

A man with a turban on his head walked up toward the position of the young woman, before screaming:

"She is mine!"

Repeating several times:

"I only seek the truth"

The young woman rose on her feet, and twirled several times, like a ballerina.

She finally stopped all her movements, with her hands joined together, her head rose, before starting to dance and sing at the same time, in a Bollywood style:

Chamma Chamma re Chamma Chamma

Chamma Chamma baaje re meri Paejaniyaan

Re chamma chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan

Tere paas aaun teri, saanson mein samaun...

Chamma Chamma re Chamma Chamma

Chamma Chamma baaje re meri paejaniyaan re

Arian Sato suddenly appeared on stage, dressed in an Egyptian combat costume, while holding in his hands two swords, this, under the wild enthusiastic screams and applauses of the crowd.

The ballerina stopped all her movements and song lyrics. She stared into the eyes of the Japanese man.

She, then, grabbed in her hands one of the swords he threw at her, under the exclamation of surprise of the invitees.

"It can be!" Elijah exclaimed, in shook, while shaking his head in disbelief, before passing a nervous hand over his face.

"Ok, Elijah, you're freaking me out now. What is going on?" Rebekah asked him, with the all group attention centered on him.

"Man, I'm not in the mood for another of your supernatural surprise. Shit! Tell us what is going on!" Matt exclaimed, while closing his fists in anger.

Shinichi and the ballerina girl exchanged a few blows of swords, presented under an orchestrated chorography.

They screamed and battled, and suddenly the girl pulled her veil away from her face.

"It's her…" Elijah whispered, speechless and motionless.

"Elijah for God sake, what is happening? Who is she?" Stefan asked him.

The young woman stopped all her movements, before humming harmoniously the sound:

"Oooooo….Ou….Ouooooooo…."

She took in her hands what seemed to be a silver sphere. Arian Sato joined her in the middle of the platform, while holding in his hands one of the other silver spheres, before yelling:

"Rise family, rise!"

In a time of a few seconds, five other Japanese fighters, female and male, joined them on the stage, while all holding a sword in one hand and a silver sphere in the other.

"I present to you…"

Arian Sato shouted, proud of himself, while staring into Elijah's eyes.

"…The entire Satō family."

He finally presented the members of his family, under an explosion of lights, special effects, and the wild applauses of the guests reunited under the circus tent.

"Elijah what the fuck is going on?" Matt asked, one more time, while grabbing the arm of the Original that was standing by their side, expressionless and motionless.

"Elijah, this is my mother's estate, if all these people are in danger, you need to tell me?" Tyler mumbled, angrily, between his teeth.

"Let me try." Elena suggested, while positioning herself in front of the Original sight. "Elijah…Look at me, what is going on?" She asked gently, while cupping his face in her hands.

"It can't be … They can't be alive…It's impossible." Elijah mumbled, in complete incoherence and shock.

"Whom are you talking about?" Rebekah asked him, in the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"The Seven Kitsunes, they are all alive…Misao is alive…" He whispered, before drowning his sight in the one of Elena.

"What?" Damon exclaimed, in total shock, before adding. "What do you mean they are all alive? But you've told us they were all dead!"

Stefan and Bonnie stared at each other, with speechless expressions plastered on their faces, while realizing the gravity of this news.

"We're screwed!" Matt exclaimed, before closing his eyes, with his hands placed on each side of his waist.

Elijah snapped out of it, before turning his head toward the group.

"Find my brother and Miss Forbes…" He asked, before adding as an order. "…Now!"


Matt angrily pushed the door of the study room open, while standing in the dark for a few seconds, before slamming the panel close with a loud noise. He paced back and forth while nervously passing a hand through his locks.

He needed some time alone; he needed to calm himself down before rejoining this joke of a party. When his human life had become so complicated? Yes! Now he remembered when, it was when the Salvatore brothers had appeared in Mystic Falls and ruined all his chances of having a normal one. He was happy back in the day with Elena. Life was uncomplicated, and normal.

He passed a hand over his face, while closing his eyes, and sighing loudly before finally hearing the door open and close behind his back.

"What else do you want from me, Rebekah? Aren't you able to understand a clear message for once in your life? I don't want you near me." He whispered, knowing by instinct that she had followed him.

"But I want you … I always have…And I probably always will…" She murmured, in a very low whisper. "Maybe we could try to find Caroline and my brother together?"

"I don't give a fuck about these two, and I'm not a puppet that is available to satisfy your fantasy of the moment. I'm human and I have real human feelings inside of me." He busted, in anger, while hitting his chest with his closed right fist.

"I know …. I know … That is why I wanted…" She tried, once more to explain.

"Please go … If you have any decency left in you, leave me alone … I beg you?" Matt added, while showing the door to the Original.

Rebekah closed her eyes, being taken herself into a whirlwind of mixed feelings, wrapped in pain that strangely felt familiar to being human. She reopened them, while sliding her clutch bag on top of a console table, before lowering the straps of her dress and sliding the side zipper of her dress down.

"What are you doing?" Matt exclaimed, dumfounded and in total shock.

Rebekah let her dress slide on her body curves, dropping the silk fabric at her feet, before raising her silver sandals away from the pile, while slowly and suggestively walking, in her white silk and lace underwear, toward Matt.

"Stop this!" Matt added, while shaking his head and grabbing her wrists.

"Stop what?" Rebekah asked, while gluing her body to his, her head rose to drown her sight in Matt's, her wrists prisoner of his firm grip on her.

"I don't want to hurt you, but if I have to, I will." Matt warned, while keeping his chin up.

"You wouldn't, Matt." She replied, while sliding her trembling lips on the left side of his neck.

"Don't…" Matt whispered, while closing his eyes and trying to push Rebekah away from her too close proximity of his own body.

"I want you, if this is my last moments alive; I want them to be with you." She whispered, while sliding her lips to the left corner of his lips.

"No….No, no…" Matt exclaimed, before forcefully pushing the Original on the opposite wall, while making her winced under the impact.

"Matt Donovan likes it rough after all, I don't care, and I just want to be with you." She replied, while grabbing both sides of his tuxedo vest, before sliding her hands underneath it and pushing the fabric on his arms, to let if fall on the floor.

"Don't push me, Rebekah…I've told you "no" already!" Matt mumbled, angrily, between his teeth, while pushing all the objects placed on a near desk on the floor, before sliding his hands underneath Rebekah's bottom, elevating and sitting her on the desktop. "I said no!"

"No, I think you're saying yes!" Rebekah murmured, while raising her trembling hands to open his shirt.

Matt growled, before drowning his sight in Rebekah's, pushing forcefully her arms on the wall, with a firm grip of his hands around her wrists, while pushing her legs apart and evading her private space, before lowering his chest and crashing his lips on the Original.

She moaned with pleasure, while feeling his tongue invading her warm and moist mouth, in another growl of contentment of finally gaining what she had wanted to have since such a long time.

Matt let go of his grip on her arms, before getting rid of his man shirt, throwing it on the floor, while feeling Rebekah's hands frantically opened the belt of his pants, and slide his zipper down…His lips at a near inch of hers, blowing with his breath, his humanity into her.

He slowly put his hands on her thighs, while sliding them upward before pulling gently on her lace panties, letting it drop on the floor, her own hands pushing down the remaining of his own clothes. He laid Rebekah on the glass desktop and pushed its hard self between her legs, into her wet walls, in rhythmic thrusts known by mankind since millennium, under the deep breathing and loud moan of pleasure of Rebekah, while feeling her nails entering the skin of his back.


The luxurious master bedroom was immersed in the darkness of the night, with only a few rays of the exterior lights entering through the lace curtains to illuminate the four walls space. The hybrid was standing in front of the said window, while holding a bottle of Bourbon in his right hand, his stare lost in the night, hearing the theatrical music and noise of applauses from the crowd under the Circus tent placed in the Lockwood garden, in front of his sight.

He raised his right hand that held the bottle to his mouth, before gulping a large amount of alcohol, while closing his other hand with anger. He turned on himself, before growling and throwing the bottle toward the opposite wall, hitting it in a shrill noise of broken glass, before growling more, and throwing a chair on the wall, holding suddenly his movements, all his vampire senses in alert, while turning his head in a reflex toward the closed door, feeling another presence in the room, hearing a small sigh of fear…an almost none perceivable sound.

"It's me." Klaus heard Caroline's voice. "So I see it's here you've been hiding all this time."

"Go away…Leave me alone, Caroline….I could easily hurt you now." He mumbled, angrily, between his teeth, while staggering over the broken pieces of glass left on the floor from, before grabbing another bottle on the top of a dresser. "Your boyfriend family has a nice stock of good bottles in their cellar." He mocked.

"You could never hurt me." She said, while making him startled in surprise. "What are you doing, pitying yourself? It's pathetic Klaus." Caroline asked, while rubbing her hands together.

"Pathetic? I'm pathetic? You're missing the show of your future Japanese lover, sweetheart….If you hurry up you could easily catch it." Klaus mocked, before snapping the cap from the new bottle, and gulping its content. "Oh wait, at this time, you must be in your happy reunion with your boyfriend, the werewolf / hybrid?" He added, before bursting into a cynical laughter.

"You're drunk." Caroline replied, dryly, while crossing her arms in front of her chest, before stepping out of the shadow and taking a few steps into the ray of light.

"You're not scared of the big bad hybrid, Love?" Klaus wondered, while raising his bottle in the air. "You want a mouthful of the bottle?"

"You always love to self-destruct, don't you? You love to dwell in your solitude?" She replied to him. "I thought we were friends? I thought I could help you?"

"We are everything but friends, sweetheart. And as for my eternal solitude, it has its sparks of good moments." He replied, sarcastically, while raising the bottle, before gulping some more.

"Why?" She abruptly asked.

Klaus raised his head, while drowning his sight in Caroline's, before wiping his mouth with the back of his right hand.

"Why "What", Love?" He asked, shrugging.

"Why did you un-sired Tyler … You had one more date left?" She asked, with a veil of disappointment in her eyes.

"Isn't it what you wanted all along?" He replied, while arching his eyebrows. "You wanted for your true love, Tyler, to get back into your arms and bed, or, are you disappointed that you are not in mine instead?"

"I …. I was just surprised of your decision…I would have gone to the end of our deal with you." She added, while lowering her flushed cheeks.

"You were? Why?" He inquired. "Isn't it what you wanted all along?"

"I thought…." She started, before lowering her head and rubbing her hands together.

"You thought? You thought what, Caroline? That my ultimate goal was to bring you in my bed and to make love to you? Keep you for myself? Have you by my side for the eternity?" He rudely asked her. "You were right on everything. The part that you did not see coming is that at some point, you would want the same."

"Don't!" She replied, in anger, while shaking her head and avoiding his sight.

"What? What are you afraid of, Love? Are you afraid of me or are you afraid of yourself more? Are you afraid of the feelings that you've developed for me over the past weeks?" Klaus asked, while dropping the bottle on the dresser, before advancing toward her position, like a predator would toward his prey.

Caroline raised her head, while drowning her sight in Klaus's. He reached her standing position, before letting his sight slide on her dress.

"Did you choose this dress because of me?" He murmured, while slowly raising the back of his hand on the lengths of her arms, in an almost none perceivable caress, creating a range of intense shivers in her entire body.

"Yes…I mean no! Why are you asking me this stupid question?" She murmured, shakily, while swallowing a lump of nervousness in her throat.

"Red is the colour of blood … The colour of the life in our veins …The colour of passion, would you say that it is our colour, Love?" Klaus murmured with his lips touching her ear lobe, while closing his eyes, before sliding his hands on each side of her hips.

"I … Please don't do this…" She begged of him, while closing her eyes and holding on to him, her hands placed on both of his forearms.

"Do what?" He asked her, while slowly lowering his hands at the hem of her dress.

"You need to stop, please…" She begged, while tightening her hands around his arms.

"Why would I stop touching you, when I know that you want this as much as I do?" He murmured, while sliding his hands under her dress, while slowly raising his hands and fabric on her thighs, creating a trail of fire on her shivering skin.

"Oh…." She whispered the sound, while opening her mouth, leaning her head back and moaning sounds of pleasure under his expert caresses.

"Yes…Like that… let, yourself, go in my arms." He murmured, while sliding his manly and warm lips on the right side of her neck, leaving her breathless in his arms, under the gentle caress of his mouth, her head spinning under the perceptible smell of the alcohol.

"Your skin taste so good, Love." He mumbled, his lips now on the skin of her cleavage, while sliding his right hand between her thighs, grabbing gently the delicate part of skin just below her feminine center. "What do we have here?" He murmured as a question, while rising is hand higher, before passing the tip of his fingers between her legs, over the silk fabric of her panties. "Mm… Tell me, are you coming undone so easily for Tyler?"

"Don't, Klaus…" Caroline panted, while sliding her hands in his hair, before pushing his head in a nearer proximity of her skin.

"What if I do this?" He added in a whisper, before sliding his fingers inside the small fabric barrier, before caressing slowly the promised land of heavenly moisture. "Tell me that I am the one you want, not Tyler, not Shinichi…That it is me that you want. Tell me that you're longing for the day that I will slide myself inside of you?"

"No" She moaned, before against her better judgement, elevating her hips to give his hand a better access.

"Yes" He whispered, sliding in an upward motion, the tip of his tongue on the length of her neck, before capturing her lips in a demanding and passionate kiss.

Klaus removed both of his hands from her hot core, elevating one on the curves of her shoulders, before pushing the straps of her dress on her upper arms, while slowly sliding the zipper of her dress down. His head and lips leaning to touch the lace of her red bra, while pushing the fabric of her dress on her waist, before cupping her breasts, and rubbing the tips of his tongues on her hard nipples.

Caroline let a scream of sexual contentment escape from her lips, while pushing his tuxedo jacket down on his arms, on the floor, with her own dress falling over it a second later, before standing in her black lace suspenders.

Klaus lowered his sight on her sexy legs, before opening a few of his shirt buttons, pulling on his tie and throwing it on his right shoulder.

"I'll need it later." He murmured, while smirking, before sweet kissing her lips, kneeling in front of Caroline, sliding his hands upward from her delicate ankles, to the roundness of her calves, to her thighs, before sliding them under the elastic of her panties, while grabbing firmly the tender skin of her behind, bedding his head and slowly passing the tip of his tongue over the silkiness of the panties fabric, reaching the delicate bump of nerves between her legs.

Caroline leaned her head back, with her mouth opened, before letting out the sound of her sexual contentment, her hands grabbing his golden locks, while pushing his head nearer her center.

Klaus raised his head, while smirking at the sight of her most aroused-self.

"Who do you want the most, Caroline? Tell me, Love?" He asked, while rising on his feet, before pulling her in a tight embrace in his arms. "Look into my eyes and tell me?" He demanded.

Caroline opened her eyes through her trembling eyelashes.

"I can't…I can't…."She repeated, numerous times, while passing the tip of her tongue over her bottom lip.

"Oh, my love" Klaus murmured, while raising his hands on her back and unhooking her bra. They suddenly startled at the sound of the bedroom door being abruptly opened.

"Oh my God, you must be kidding me…my eyes!" Damon exclaimed, with a sour expression on plastered his face, before putting his right hand over his eyes, in a dramatic gesture.

"Put this on you!" Klaus ordered a shocked Caroline, while bending his upper body to reach the dress, before handing the fabric to her. "You must have a pretty good excuse Salvatore, to interrupt this, or if I was you I would say my last prayer before dying." Klaus mumbled, angrily between his teeth, before walking toward the vampire, with both of the hybrid's hands placed on each side of his waist.

"The Seven Kistunes are all alive. We are in deep shit! What about this excuse?" Damon exclaimed, while drowning his sight in Klaus's.

"What?" Both Klaus and Caroline exclaimed, in surprise.


On the motorcycle, her arms around the hybrid's waist, her hair flying into the wind, while scattering the darkness of the night surrounding them on the deserted route, Caroline wondered once more, how she had left behind, all of her present life to follow Klaus toward the unknown.

The city of Rome would answer, soon, all her unanswered questions …


Thank you for reading: "Rome – Part 1", which was the eleventh chapter.

A few of the scenes were rewritten.

This story is now completed.

REVISED DATE FOR THE SEQUEL: "SEVEN SINS" / autumn – winter 2013/2014.