A/N: YES my good fellows, I always write drabbles for ppl's bdays and such things, this time I was simply procrastinating and avoiding writing my fics lol Still, since it's too soon to be a xmas present lol, this is dedicated to Jo, 'cause I love her and she supports me. Deals with my crazy ass and pushes me forward, and hasn't once called me annoying! I hope you like it, it's just something cute…there's nothing much to it, so don't expect it lol

Full Moon Tradition

This night, like many others before, Caroline was standing on her fire escape, looking up at the starry sky and the full moon. It had been a sort of tradition she had started with her father, when she was younger. Whenever there was a full moon, or a particular beautiful night sky, they would lie down on their backyards and stare at it for hours. After he died, she kept up the tradition, those were the moments she missed him the most but also felt the closest to him. Even after moving out of her childhood home to this apartment, she kept on doing it.

On this particular night though, there was something different, something bothersome. Someone else had beaten her to it, and was smoking, smoking for heavens sake, in her special place. How dare he? 'Ugh, absolutely disgusting.'

As she stepped outside, in her cute pajamas, the rude man momentarily stopped puffing to look at her, with a raised eyebrow, seemingly amused by the sight. Letting go of the smoke he had in his mouth, the wind carried it towards her, which made her cough and finally speak "Do you mind?"

He smirked at her exasperated tone and replied easily, "No, not at all."

Caroline scoffed at his nerve and crossed her arms, wanting to respond she took a good look at him, oh boy was that a mistake. Any previous thoughts of giving him a good tongue lashing vanished from her mind, he was, simply put, magnificent. The way his eyes turned bluer when the moonlight hi them, his manly but still slightly boyish features, the one day old scruff he had and his lean body, were definitely doing something to her. Let's not forget about the clothes; as they say the clothes make the man, and what a sinful man he was. Understanding that she was staring a bit too intently, a blush took over her cheeks, making her turn her face around and look up at the sky. The moon was huge, so much so that if she just stretched she could reach it. Without noticing she let out a small wow, she had never seen it like this. All that Caroline could think of was her father, and how good it would be to have him by her side to witness such a sight. If not for the fairly attractive man beside her, tears would undoubtedly have started falling down her face by now.

Klaus wasn't paying attention to the girl by his side, she seemed too judgy, even though she was the one wearing pajamas. When she came outside, he had looked at her not really taking notice of her face; after all he just wanted to finish his smoke in peace. Lady luck was not in his corner tonight, seeing as she planted herself next to him and didn't move. He was aware of her stare but didn't mind it much, Klaus knew how good looking he was, if she wanted to ogle by all means she could, as long as she didn't bother him.

His sight was fixated on the buildings and lights down below, thinking of what other people were doing, if they were happy or sad, in love or heartbroken, being born or dying, not that he cared much. As soon as she whispered a brief wow, he couldn't help but glance at her, after all what was she looking at that was deemed worthy of such admiration?

Poof, all other thoughts evaporated when his eyes landed on her eternal beauty. Her beautiful, curled blonde hair cascaded down her back; her blue eyes were shining with an intensity that stabbed his heart and her plump lips were pulled back into a shimmering smile. Simply put, she was a goddess, not just for outside beauty but for her inner strength. Observing her for another minute he finally understood what was having such an impact at her, it was the moon. How right she was, wow was all he could think. Klaus had been so busy staring down he had missed everything else that was happening around (and above) him. Finishing smoking, before the cigarette even ended, he stomped on it and cleaned his throat, loudly. Waking Caroline from her trance, she gazed at him, making him speechless. Neither could or wanted to look away, their eyes were interlocked in a fierce battle of wills, waiting for the first one to crack.

Klaus cracked, he couldn't keep his mouth shut, "What's your name, love?"

Caroline was getting tired of the silence and almost spoke first, but as soon as his melodic voice drifted through the air she nearly did her victory dance.

"What is it to you, darling?" she mocked him openly, he had been rude to her earlier and she had never been one to be nice to people who treated her badly.

He laughed wholeheartedly while staring at her confused features, "Very well then, my name is Klaus. I sincerely apologize for my previous rudeness, you didn't deserve it. Could you, please, tell me your name?"

Caroline wondered for a while before replying, staring him down but eventually giving up, what the hell, you only live once, "My name is Caroline."

He nodded, pleased she had answered, and retorted by drawling her name seductively "Nice to meet you, Caroline."

"Yeah, nice to meet you too, Klaus." her voice was serene, not angry or frustrated like before, he didn't seem that bad, even if he was trying to seduce her, which she wasn't going to go for. Seriously, she wasn't, at all. Still she was craving company, "So, Klaus, do you have anywhere to be right now?"

Looking at her suspiciously, he asked "Why? Are you a serial killer?"

Caroline gaped at him, and started having a giggle fit, she honestly couldn't stop. Klaus wanted to help but couldn't, it was certainly a sight to behold. At last being able to control herself she said, while fiddling with her fingers and with a shy smile, "No…just wondering. I usually night gaze alone, but once in a while the company is well received."

Klaus' eyes softened, "There's no place I'd rather be."

Caroline nodded once and looked back up to the moon; unable to keep quiet she raised voice to her curiosity "Why are you here? You're not my neighbor."

Frowning he answered "No, but Rebekah is. I came to visit, obviously she forgot and wasn't home when I got here."

"Right…" she mumbled a bit forlorn.

Klaus stifled a laugh and added "Rebekah, my sister, she does this often."

Her mood changing visibly, she whispered "Oh, your sister."

He enjoyed how quick her mood could change and asked something that was bothering him, "Do you do this every night? Watch the night sky?"

A ghost of a smile appeared on her lips and she shook her head, "No, just when the moon is full."

Silence fell between them once again, this time neither one broke it, it was comfortable, it felt nice. Their bodies eventually got closer together, if you ask either of them they'll say they didn't move an inch, they're both liars. When the weather started getting too cold and a sound could be heard from the apartment next to hers, they both looked at each other wistfully.

Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and kissing her cheek, he whispered a heartfelt goodnight. Before he could fully enter Rebekah's apartment she responded with a statement that sounded much more like a question "See you soon…?"

Smiling he answered joyfully, "Of course. After all, someone has to keep you company every full moon. I don't want you to get eaten by a werewolf."

"You're hilarious. Goodnight Klaus."

Stepping inside, Caroline flopped down in her bed and thanked her father for beginning this wonderful tradition with her, something she'd definitely pass down to her own children. There was nothing more magical than a full moon.