A/N: This is the updated version to chapter 11 that I posted a couple hours ago. I posted the wrong one by accident. The unfinished one haha. I apologize! The only difference though is towards the end when they're dancing together. So sorry again!

Chapter Eleven

My eyes quickly shut when the bright light nearly blinded me. My head was pounding as I rose from my bed with a groan. The events that had occurred flashing through my mind.

"Hey. How are you feeling?"

My eyes snapped to the door to see Elena with a soft smile on her face.

"Horrible headache but fine. What happened?" I questioned her and took the cup of water she handed to me gratefully.

"I was hoping you would tell me. You just passed out." Elena started but would be interrupted by a very bubbly voice.

"You had this weird golden glow in your eyes too."

I turned to Caroline in confusion. When did she get here?

"I showed up right when your weird thing happened. Elena and I decided to stay with you." She shrugged before bouncing on my bed.

I smiled at the girls. I was truly grateful for their friendship. My mother was my concern right now though. What must be going through her mind?

"My mom..."

"Thinks you were tired. We covered for you but what happened Aria?" Elena pried.

"I honestly don't know. I kept seeing things. First these weird visions, and then this man. The next thing I knew I was really tired. I felt exhausted." I explained quietly.

"You said you saw a man?" Caroline spoke.

"Yeah. I kept seeing him appear yesterday and I think he was in my dream."

Elena frowned and threw my charmed bracelet at me. I felt like my mother was about to scold me in the form of one of my best friends.

"Don't even take this off! It sounds like he might be a vampire."

I nodded. I wanted to say something sarcastic but now didn't seem like the appropriate time.

"I'll ask Bonnie about all this later. Maybe she'll know something but for now let's pretend we're all normal and get ready for the pageant." I grinned but Elena's sheepish smile made me frown instantly.

"Yeah about that: I'm not talking part. I'm just going to help April and support Caroline."

I rolled my eyes but understood. I had a feeling she wasn't truly up for it after all.

After a few hours of all of us beautifying ourselves, we were on our way. I had my dress picked out the night before. Everything had to be perfect. The routine I had planned was different from anything that I had done before. My dress was white with lace that would swirl around me with each step that I took. I wanted it to look like I was part of the wind.

The whole car ride Caroline was on the phone shouting orders to everyone working the pageant. I was glad that I was not going to be on the end of Nazi Caroline and that Elena had convinced her not to drive. One of us in the car was still human after all.

"Crap, I'll meet you upstairs. I left something in the car." I smiled nervously and ran back to Caroline's car.

Even though I had performed close to a thousand times since I started dancing, the nerves I felt each time were like it was my first time. Opening the trunk, I pulled out a violin case. I had something different planned that I had never done before. If I was going to blow my teacher away, I couldn't play safe.

"You look better."

My heart dropped as a loud gasp escaped my lips. That velvet voice from my dreams made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Turning slowly, I faced the man's amethyst eyes.

"No thanks to you I'm guessing." I breathed.

I tried to keep myself standing tall but I also needed to start moving. I needed to get closer to a larger crowd. This man wouldn't make a scene with witnesses around. So, in a normal pace, I walked away even though every part of me wanted to stay and demand answers, it wasn't the safest time.

"I have nothing to do with your visions. They're a part of who you are. I'm just here to help." He spoke softly but almost urgently as he kept up with my strides.

"Help with what?"

"You're visions. You can see the future."

I scoffed and let a few laughs escape my lips. We were in the middle of a group of tables with many people. I could even see Damon talking with Tyler not that far away. Both of them were staring at me and the new man. I was hoping that Damon would be able to see that now was the perfect time for his moments to be inappropriate.

"I can't see the future." I told him.

"Really? After those visions, did you feel anything? Weaker? Tired maybe? "

I couldn't respond. It was too eerie how he knew things.

"You have to trust me." He pleaded.

I couldn't explain it but I did trust him. There was something about him that was familiar. Like I had met him before. Not just once but many times.

"I'm sorry I don't believe we've met."

I turned to Damon gratefully. His timing couldn't be any more perfect. The man's strange eyes turned to him darkly.

"There's a reason for that…vampire." He whispered.

Of course he knew what Damon was. It would be normal if he didn't. Normal doesn't exist in my life anymore.

"You're not safe around them." The man hissed.

Damon scoffed and stepped forward, gripping the man's arm tightly. He only smirked up at him and before I could blink, he shoved his hand into Damon's chest. My eyes widened at the bold move. There were so many people around us! But everyone so was so caught up in their own lives that they did not notice a thing. My throat became dry with the worry seeping inside of me. It took everything I had not to scream at him.

I wanted to do something, anything that could help. Through my panic, even more recognition began to flood through my mind. One name screamed inside of me.

"Let him go. You said I can trust you so prove it…Dark." I whispered harshly.

His purple eyes widened and it only proved that the name I had used was correct. He was the very essence of darkness itself. In the blink of an eye, he was gone, like he had never been there in the first place.

Damon's groans awoke me from my stupor and I dragged him as far away from the crowd of people. Surveying his wound, I was shocked to find no blood or any sign that Dark had even attacked him but Damon's face scrunching in pain told me otherwise.

"Open your shirt and let me see." I demanded.

Damon grinned through his pain and I rolled my eyes. Of course he would still find a way to let his perverted mind come through. He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his sculpted chest. I blushed slightly but it disappeared at the black mass that surrounded where his heart was. Almost like he was bruised but there was something even more sinister to it.

"What in the world…" I started.

"Hm, well this is interesting."

It was far from interesting. I had never seen anything like this before and that was okay but if Damon had no idea what it was then it was something to worry about. What if it was a threat to his life? My next action would surprise me for the rest of my life.

"If you drink my blood, do you think it will heal you?" I asked quickly which earned a glare from the older vampire.

"Even if it did; No."

"Damon, please."

I didn't want him to die. Yes he's a vampire. This was probably nothing and he would heal in a few hours but we didn't know that for certain. I wasn't willing to risk anyone's life. Losing my brother was enough.

Time itself slowed as he leaned down to my neck. My hands reached up and gripped his black jacket tightly with my eyes squeezing shut. His breath on my sensitive skin caused me to shiver. When his fangs finally pierced the skin, my brown eyes shot open to stare at the bright blue sky above. The pain was short lived before it turned into almost an erotic feeling. The blood leaving my body, his lips on me. It was shamefully pleasurable. I nearly pouted when he finally pulled away.

Not having the courage to look into his eyes, I stared down at his chest with a grin when I found that the strange bruise was gone.

"See? All better." I smiled.

Damon brought his own wrist to his lips before he brought it close to mine.

"You're performing today right? Can't have people seeing it." He smirked down at me.

Wrapping my fingers around his wrist, I slowly sucked down the crimson liquid. It was still strange. I expected it to taste bitter and like iron, but it was pleasant. Sweet and with the hint bourbon that he must have downed earlier today. Pulling away, my hands flew up to my neck only to find the two puncture wounds gone.

"See? All better." He repeated my words with a snarky tone.

My eyes locked with his as laughter erupted from me. His eyes seemed so hypnotizing…

"Before we start; we have a special performance."

Caroline's voice over the speakers made my nerves return. I wasn't in place for my performance at all.

"Oh my god I have to go." I laughed before running off.

Near the soft, hard wood floor, Caroline was shooting a deathly gaze my way. Even though Klaus was standing not the far behind her, I found myself more terrified of Caroline's furry than the vampire who had murdered many.

Taking the beautiful instrument from its confined case. I walked out onto the wooden floor when my set music began to play. I could see the judgmental stare of my instructor already. I was supposed to dance not play the violin. But who said I couldn't do both?

Raising the bow, I put the violin in place and began to play the notes I had known so well. My body followed. Swaying, turning, and spinning, the adrenaline began to pump through my veins. I could hear the awes of everyone in the crowd and it only made my passion grow. It was time to improvise.

I leaned back so far I was nearly lying on the ground, my fingers still dancing across the bridge of the violin to play each note. Using the strength in my legs, I lifted myself upright and twirled once more.

In my spins, my eyes landed on those wonderful blues in the crowds. It made me nervous that he was watching but it made me want to do even better as well. I winked at him before the song came to a close. The crowd clapped while Elena and Caroline cheered loudly. Even my teacher nodded in approval. That was like winning a million dollars. Suppressing my laughter, I bounced over to my two friends in glee.

"That was awesome! I forgive your tardiness and call it bringing suspense." Caroline cheered.

My happiness was short lived when my eyes landed on Shane.

"What's he doing here?" I questioned with narrowed eyes.

"He's one of the judges."

Shane trudged his way inside the mansion and Damon was following close behind. That was my que to do the same. I gently placed my violin on an empty table and excused myself.

"A Benet witch."

Damon said as I entered the room. He was holding Shane's arm as if he was going to snap it in two.

"And who does she trust more? Me or you to get her to keep doing magic." Shane stated with a sense of surety in his voice.

Damon released the professor with his jaw clenched. I could tell that he wanted nothing more than to be able to kill him in cold blood but we needed him alive. Shane was the only one that would be able to help us get a cure for Elena.

Stepping forward, a gasp escaped my lips as a familiar sensation over came me. Visions began to flash over me.

Elena fell to her knees as struggled breaths try to break through. Jeremy had just stabbed a small wooden stake into her neck causing blood to trickle down her neck. He was about to finish her off with a large stake until Stefan tore him away.

My eyes fluttered to see Damon grasping my shoulders and staring down at me.

"Elena…." I muttered.

"Well, that's truly fascinating." Shane spoke with a knowing smile on his lips.

"What do you know about this?" Damon demanded.

"That symbol in her eyes…it hasn't been seen in maybe fifty years. It can be traced back to the beginning of time." Shane started while putting his hands into his pockets. "Stop by my office tomorrow. I'd love to talk with you about this more."

I pinched the bridge of my nose when my eyes wanted to droop into sleep. Dark was right. I felt exhausted once more.

"I'm sure you've met the guardian by now. I would listen to him if I were you." Shane finished before leaving Damon and I alone.

"I saw Jeremy trying to kill Elena. Stefan saved her." I told Damon while leaving the room as well.

I needed to find Elena. If what I saw was true than Dark was right. I could see the future. And unfortunately I was right. We found Elena and Stefan in the yard trying to clean up the blood that was trailing down her skin.

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After April was announced the winner, we all left the pageant faster than anyone could say bye. Elena and I sat in the Salvatore parlor down our drinks.

"What do you think this guy wants with you?" Elena questioned to which I shrugged in response.

"He said he could help me with these visions…and Shane called him a guardian. I don't know honestly. Either way, he's capable of something strange and you all need to be careful."

Damon lifted my legs that were stretched out on the couch and sat down and let my feet rest on his lap. One of his hands found its way on my knee while his thumb rubbed back in forth in a fluid motion. I smiled at him and found myself enjoying our closeness. However, Elena and Stefan's skeptical looks made me feel uncomfortable at the same time. I sunk lower into the couch and yawned.

"I'll take you home." Elena offered with a smile.

"Um, no." Damon started. He was gazing at us as if we had forgotten something very important. "Creepy future man is stalking her. She's safer here."

I bit my lip in thought and I couldn't help but agree with him. Dark was after me. If he was going to visit me again, it would be better while I was in a house full of vampires rather than my home where my mother was a sitting duck. He said I had nothing to fear from him but I did not know if I could trust him or not. My mother's safety was not worth the risk.

"I can stay with her." Elena piped up.

"No offense baby vamp, but if he was able to harm me today than you're screwed. No, she can stay here." Damon replied firmly.

I quirked my head to the side. It seemed that no matter what anyone was going to say to try and sway him; Damon's mind was made it. A smile graced my lips. It was sweet in his own little way. Stefan took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Damon, she'll be fine at her house. It's not like her mom is going to let her be out."

"She's sleeping over with Elena. Not a total lie." Damon smirked.

"Let her decide." Stefan shot in retaliation.

"He's just looking out for me Stefan. It's fine."

My voice was a little too stern. It surprised me. In fact, it shocked everyone. I don't know what came over me. But I was angry that everyone was always trying to fight against Damon. They refused to see any good in him at all. However that was not a good enough reason for me to feel so passionate about it. So much so that I almost hated everyone, even if it was just for a moment. A flash of realization lit up in Damon's eyes.

"Uh oh." He breathed.

"What?" I asked.

"Wait a minute, who's blood did you take to heal yourself earlier?" Stefan accused his brother.

"Yikes." Damon smirked before he stood, my legs falling back to the couch, to pour himself a glass of bourbon. I frowned at our distance but quickly shook the emotion away.

"He used mine but then he gave me some of his so the marks would fade. What does that have to do with anything?"

I was slightly annoyed that there were more questions in the room than answers. Stefan's gaze looked between me and Damon over and over. I turned to Elena for some support but she only shrugged her shoulders in response.

"Damon, you're a dick." Stefan said out of nowhere.

"Is that necessary?" I blurted. That passionate rage burning inside of me once more.

Stefan seemed to be taking a mental note before he took closer steps towards Elena and I.

"Elena, you and I can stay at Aria's house tonight so we can look after her. You don't mind that right, Damon?"

Damon's eyes narrowed sharply but his jaw clenched tightly so no words would escape him.

"What's going on?" Elena finally spoke. Apparently, she was just as annoyed as I was.

"This rarely happens betweens a vampire and a human, but when you share blood, sometimes it creates a bond. That's where they're at." Stefan glared at his older brother.

My eyes widened while Damon only smirked and downed his liquor. A deep blush was forming on my cheeks. The reason why I felt so passionate for Damon right now was because we had committed to a blood bond and I didn't even know it. Stefan had said that it was a rare thing to occur, so maybe Damon didn't know either.

"So…what does that mean exactly?" I questioned slowly.

"We're stuck together." Damon grinned.

"At least until his blood leaves your system." Stefan said quickly, as if to sooth my thoughts.

"Well, for the most part." Damon teased. I couldn't tell if he was leaving something out or if he was just trying to get under his little brother's skin.

"So, it's like being sired?" Elena thought aloud.

"Not exactly." Stefan shook his head. "When you share blood, a bond is created. They feel close and protective of one another. It usually happens between vampires and rarely happens with a human but looking out our track record of rare occurrences, this makes sense." He finished.

I couldn't help but laugh. A real laugh. It was humorous honestly. Of course this would happen with us. It was just another thing to add on to this list. But this was not as bad as it could be. Being overly attached to Damon for a day was nothing compared to a new hunter trying to kill his sister, or a purple eyed stalker trying to tell me I can see the future. Yeah, it could defiantly be worse.

"I guess I'll call my mom and tell her I'm staying with you." I told Elena once I finished my fit of laughter.

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I couldn't sleep. Every time I fell into my dreams those purple eyes would appear before me. He wasn't a vampire. Since I was wearing my vervain, he would not be able to get into my mind but he was doing it so easily. What was he then? Letting out a sigh, I gave up on sleep and threw the covers off of me and quietly slipped down the stairs and onto a couch in front of the roaring fire place.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

I nearly jumped from my skin. With everything going on, I was not ready for anyone to be sneaking up on me right now.

"I can't sleep." I confessed to the blue eyed vampire.

"Blood bond getting to you?" He grinned.

I laughed and shook my head even though he was partially right. There was an urge inside of me that wanted to be closer to him.

"Just bad dreams. He keeps getting in my head." I sighed.

I already knew his question before he even asked it. I jingled the vervain filled bracelet before him and his eyes narrowed into a deep thought.

"He's not a vampire." I voiced and Damon nodded before sitting beside me.

"I could help with the dreams you know."

"Yeah, last time you did that it got a little crazy." I scoffed.

"You liked it."

I smiled and stared at the bright orange flames as if it was the only thing in the room to look at.

"I'll admit: I do like dancing with you."

I felt Damon rise from his seat and he blocked my view. His hand was outstretched to me. Raising a brow, I took his hand. As if I would be able to deny it anyways. My fingers laced with his as he pulled me to my feet, one of his hands rested on my waist, while our combined ones rose slightly.

"More moves I see." I joked lightly while placing my empty hand on his shoulder.

My heart was beating wildly. To the outside looking in, this had to look like one of the most romantic scenes in the world. A dark room lit only by warm flames in the fire place, a girl in the arms of an incredibly handsome vampire as they slowly dance side to side.

"I make you nervous." Damon smirked.

"Now why would you say that?"

"I can hear your heart beating and you're blushing."

"It's the blood bond." I replied too quickly.

His brows raised in question as if he was challenging me. Was it though? It was so hard to say which feelings were my own or apart of this strange feeling I had towards him right now. From what Stefan had explained though, maybe these feelings were already there. They're just magnified. No matter how hard I thought about it now, I would not be able to come up with an answer. I would just have to wait and see.

He spun me out and pulled me closer. Our lips were so close his breath tickled my face. I wanted to close the gap but I couldn't. Everything going on between us might not be our real emotions.

"And I'm tired. I can't think straight." I added to my list of excuses.

I pulled myself closer to him and rested my head on his warm, firm chest. I wasn't surprised that he could hear my heart racing because it was beating in my ear drums. Because as of right now, even if my emotions were being manipulated, I was starting to feel something for Damon.

"My brother would be so pissed right now." I laughed when the thought occurred to me.

Damon's chest rumbled at the laughter that was escaping his lips. We could both picture his face so easily.

"Too bad. I would have loved to see that." His eyes were lit up with so much mischief.

Smiling, I stopped our dance by pulling out my phone from my back pocket. After messing with a few buttons, it was ready to take a picture.

"Just like Jeremy said: It's time to make new memories."

Pressing my back to his chest I smiled up at my phone.

"Smile or I'll stake you." I teased but felt horrible for the threat.

"God, this stupid bond won't let me threaten you?" I rolled my eyes before smiling once more.

Surveying the finished product, I laughed and saved it. I was smiling and Damon was being Damon. That trademark smirk that was growing on me. It was good enough. Pictures allowed humans to capture a moment in time. Unlike the vampires, I didn't have forever on this earth. But the memories of each photo I took through my life time would be eternal. One day I could look back on all of this and be happy, despite all the hardships we've been through and more that would come our way.

I wanted to remember everyone no matter where our paths took us. If one day I did decide to go to college in New York or maybe overseas. I wanted to look back and remember eating more than I could handle with Jeremy and Matt, being ordered around by Caroline so a town event would be nothing but perfect and laughing with Elena over Caroline's tyranny. I wanted to remember Stefan and all his broodiness and those times when Elena could bring a true smile to his face.

Most of all, I wanted to look back and remember Damon. That, even though most people saw only the bad in him, he had these moments, albeit rare, when he was the sweetest guy. I would never be able to tell him how grateful I am. In a way, he saved me from hardly living.

Dancing once more, my eyes fluttered shut for a moment but then snapped open to stare up at Damon. I had seen this...yesterday…all the images that flashed through my mind…what was occurring right now was one of them. The room, the fire and me and Damon dancing before it.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I saw this happen yesterday…I saw us dancing together…" I whispered.

Shaking my head, I pulled myself away from him regretfully. There were so many things going on through my mind. I needed rest. My emotions were all over the place. Hopefully when I awoke, I would have more control over this strange new bond that I might be stuck with. Once his blood left my system the bond would be gone but we didn't know that for sure. Maybe its intensity would vanish but something would probably always be with me and oddly enough, I was okay with that.

"I should try and get back to sleep."

Turning away from him, my lungs stole a deep breath while my head flashed upward. Another vision taking over.

"How do you feel? Are you alright?" Damon asked gently but urgently.

"I feel perfect." I replied joyfully and accepted his warm embrace.

His hands trailing across my body sent fire rushing through my veins. The soft, cold air around us only made his touches feel even warmer. I pulled his face down and pressed my lips to his gently. They meshed passionately. A moan escaped my lips when he pulled away and began to press a trail of sweets kisses on my neck down to the center of my chest and over my beating heart.

Everything was finally over. All our troubles...maybe we could finally start living again.

My hands that were tangled into his raven locks began to tremble as my brown eyes gave off a golden glow. A vision was starting to take place. Damon pulled away from me with worry in his deep blue eyes. He gripped my shoulders tightly and shook gently.

"Snap out of it." He demanded.

I never felt weaker. My eyes fluttered close as a few short breaths escaped my lips. No longer having the strength to stand, I fell to my knees and felt my life leaving my body.

When the vision passed, I slowly turned to Damon with a light blush on my cheeks but an overwhelming emptiness weighed heavily in my chest.

Was that our future? Was that really my fate?

A/N: Perfect place to end it don't you think? The dance Aria does is inspired from Lindsey Sterling's video Elements on YouTube. She's wearing her white dress and all the movements if you wanted a clearer picture on it.

Question: Is this moving too fast? I don't plan on having them get together soon. Aria is just starting to see that she is attracted to Damon and the blood bond she has with him right now is making it more intense then what she truly feels. Same goes for him.

I am so happy with how this turned out! Again, Aria is not a psychic or anything like that I have an idea for her that I'm pretty proud of. Next chapter isn't really going to have either of the Salvatore brother's in it. Aria's going to have more training and learning what she is.

Please review! They motivate me so much! Thank you to everyone who is reviewing! It means so much to me. Really. I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.