Chapter 7
Notes: I know you're all waiting for the second part on Katherine The Neck Snapper BUT good things come for those who wait.
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Anonymous on Tumblr: What about before they get together cure searching she gets all dressed up to go out and he doesn't even react. It's just business to him so she decides every sucks, and to dance and get every mans attention. Including his to make him jealous af because he sucks
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Elijah Mikaelson sucked!
The Mikaelson family sucked!
But Elijah was the suckers of the suckers.
And not in a googly-eyed I-wanna-have-you-anyway sucker
It was more a I-don't-see-you-as-an-attractive-female way of sucker
He was acting like it, at least.
URGH!
She was Katherine Pierce! She really should not beg for guy's attention when she absolutely didn't need it!
And you know what?! She would not!
She faced the fading daylight outside her suite at the eldest Original's apartment in Central Park South. The sea of trees with countless buildings ahead bringing her the brief sensation of peace.
Kat took a deep breath, even though she didn't need it to properly relax.
Yes, she was staying there as to easy things up when it came to communications – Cure related because the eldest vampire alive was just so insufferably brittle and didn't want them to talk over the phone or meet in the streets where they could be seen together, sabotaging their agency.
He had de facto used this term.
Thing was, Elijah was exhaustible stiff. All business and no fun. Okay they were embarking in this big search party, well, he hasn't given her an affirmative – not in verbal 'we have a deal' manner - as yet, and that was exactly why she had invited him to unwind over a few drinks, a mirrorball and a crowded dance floor.
She should've known better.
She did know better, still she wanted to enjoy New York clubs and she wanted him to get that stick off his – firm and perfectly shaped - ass! Katherine didn't need him to have a nice time, for she would get her deal anyway, - if she living here wasn't proof enough - the vampriress also had gathered it was all a transaction for him so far. Although, if they're going to spend God knows how long working together, might as well be on good terms, right?
Either way, she wouldn't beg for attention, she wasn't Elena for God' sake! Elijah be damned, she would go out and have fun, like she used to. On her own.
With her resolution set in stone, Katherine got up from the cushioned windowsill and made a beeline for the bathroom to get ready for the evening.
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"Are you going out?" came his voice from the parlor as soon as her figure crossed the hallway for the front door.
Katherine smirked and walked back, leaning in the doorway to the large penthouse parlor.
"I don't see why it's your concern," she pointed out lightly shrugging "you said so yourself we're doing only business here," a perfectly contoured eyebrow arched showing she wanted him to trump that.
Her full lips in deep red, the chocolate locks cascading down her waist in soft waves, her dress a little too revealing in rich lace, although in Katherine's book it was perfectly normal, her favorite shiny black pumps making her legs even more tempting…
Elijah was trying hard not to stare.
And failing, of course. Katherine' smile was pure tease and she had even crossed her ankles just so the hem of her dress could go up a tiny bit.
Evil woman.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" she asked with a smirk and a tilt moving away from the threshold, turning around to leave the perimeter when Elijah abandoned what he was doing and flashed in front of her.
"Allow me to accompany you," it wasn't a question.
"To the club?" she prompted, subtly mocking him again while raising her eyebrow.
Katherine felt a bit of hesitation coming from him, although she would not suggest a restaurant or someplace else, where he would be more comfortable. If he wanted to tag along, that's fine, but he would have to also follow the program.
"Sure," he confirmed adjusting his cuffs.
He wasn't sure at all.
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The club was cramped up with humans, because of course, Katherine would want to attend to human parties, free food all the way, compelled drinks, etc.
Elijah had insisted they found a less crowded place, but the brunette was firm in her decision to stay right here, by the bar, flirting away with human patrons that didn't have the slightest idea of how deadly she really was, and mistook her for just a girl in a bar they could play off.
Elijah had ordered himself whiskey neat and as soon as the beverage was in front of him, Katherine hijacked it and downed the drink in one gulp, shortly announcing she was going to the dance floor, sashaying away amongst the innumerous bodies.
The tall brown-haired Original didn't follow her by foot, still his eyes never left her figure. Not because he was afraid she'd be harassed, he felt sorry for the soul who tried such things, but purely because she looked stunning and he liked what he was seeing.
When she had contacted him, a couple of weeks prior, Elijah knew she wanted something and had itched to deny it to her, - 'cause he knew all too well Katerina could turn every situation to her side in a heartbeat - until she explained what it was about, with things combined and also the possibility of finally granting her freedom somehow… well it had done the trick. He was on the search for the Cure. However, he didn't vociferate it to her with his classical 'you made yourself a deal'.
It would also be a one hundred percent business deal.
History showed they couldn't be together for long amounts of time before things scaled to a more biblical sense of proximity. Which was disquieting, they couldn't predict how long it would take to find the Cure.
With that in mind, Elijah was to be careful around Katerina. His feelings could easily cloud his better judgment and put everything at stake.
Only, he was slowly starting to question if it was worth all the trouble when he watched Katerina dancing with a pair of stupid lithe boys in the far corner of the dance floor.
They were griding on each other, she looked like she was having a good time, even more so when Elijah caught her fangs descending on the blonde guy's neck, while the other blonde one moved her hair away to kiss her upper back exposed by the lack of cloth in her dress.
The sight alone was giving him shudders and his blood was pumping faster inside his veins, his fangs tickling his gums, his possessive instincts kicking in.
Blinking rapidly and looking away, Elijah forced himself to put his act together.
He absolutely could not play the jealous partner card. He did not have that right. That much Elijah knew. And with that thought swirling his mind, as well with more whiskey, he diverted his sight from the scene unfolding – after another stolen glance in her direction - and compelled himself a place by the VIP area of the club to get away from the crowds adorning the neon-lit bar, ascending the stairs to have a more privileged vision of the dance floor, better yet, of his Katerina.
No, not his.
He wanted to blame the drinks he had, although with vampiric metabolism and high alcohol tolerance, Elijah was more and more inclined to laid the fault in his incorrigible heart.
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It was past two in the morning and Katherine was having so much fun she didn't even mind her sweat body, or blood-stained dress. Less so, because she'd never stopped feeling Elijah's eyes on her like a hawk.
It was also strange that all the guys whom were bold enough to get close to her, vanished without apparent reason in the moment she pulled away from them.
Well, she knew who she should blame for that.
Smirking, she sashayed with hips swaging to the beat, among the crazy light flicking around, to the illuminated bar, where she got on top of, commissioning people around to cheer loudly for her to dance the next song right then and there.
"You want me to perform a show?!" Kat exclaimed to the patrons gathering around, receiving another loud cheer in appreciation.
The beat was contagious and as her body moved with it, she crossed the bar in her black shiny pumps, kicking the glasses out of the way while moving her arms above her head rhythmically shaking her body.
The next song came with more cheering and a couple other girls came up the bar too, gridding on Katherine while her hips moved side to side, big smile on her face and it only got bigger when she looked down and encountered Elijah with his arms propped up in front of him, gesticulating for her to jump onto it.
"No, 'Lijah!" she stomped her foot over the bar's top, moving away from the other girls beside her. Elijah forced himself not to smirk with suck childish manners "I'm not going home, yet!" she exclaimed leaning her upper body forward for him to hear her better, even knowing he could hear her perfectly even through all the noise around, Kat wanted to grant him the opportunity to take a peek at her cleavage, which he didn't take.
It didn't scape the Original her referencing his apartment as home, nor her subtle showing off. Obviously, he didn't put much thought into it, she was inebriated, lightly so, but still.
Elijah had never seen Katherine intoxicated, he never thought she actually could ever be. However, tonight she had drunk enormous amounts of blood and illicit-substantiated-laced, no less.
"Come, Katerina," he insisted, arms still hanging, waiting for her to make a decision.
The lady smirked with the probably unintended pun.
Katherine wasn't drunk.
She was lightly tipsy, and it felt good!
She didn't want to go home at that moment, although looking around her surroundings, she could see the club starting to die… maybe they should find someplace else to continue the party?
"Okay," she agreed and jumped down his arms in a precise move for someone who's sobriety state was discussable while completing "we're getting out of here,"
"And going back to the loft," he stated his hands not leaving her hips and putting only enough pressure there seeking her confirmation.
"Duh, of course, not!" she winked and rapidly scraped her manicured nails above his suit jacket.
They were silent for a long instant. Her eyes locked in his, the party dying around them, soft hits starting to play in the background.
Elijah's hands still hasn't left her waist and he was very tempted to bring her closer and touch her slightly blood-stained lips with his.
"Where to now, Katerina?" Elijah had resolved, breaking the moment after a couple seconds conversating with himself inside his head. He would do as Katerina pleased.
God only knew when they would have time to relax again, after the search for The Cure began in its fullness.
Katherine smiled and moved away from his arms, walking to the club's exit, Elijah close behind her.
"What made you change your mind?" Katherine asked once they were outside the club. The cold autumn wind touching her sweated skin, chills running through her.
Elijah blinked a couple of times to abandon his daydream, turning his body around. She had stopped her stride and was a couple steps behind him, looking like she'd partied all night long, only now conveying the impression to be more aware of her actions.
"About what?" he asked hands deep inside his trousers' pockets.
She rolled her eyes and walked the distance between them.
"About tonight," she hugged herself and they started walking side by side down the barely populated sidewalk. "when I first invited you, you were all board-like on me," Katherine complemented looking down at her shoes.
Elijah didn't respond her right away, instead he got off of his suit jacket and dapped it over her shoulders. He was aware she didn't get cold, even less so after all that blood she had, still it was the gentlemanly thing to do, so he had, out of habit.
Katherine offered him a small smile in appreciation, one that immediately led him back to 1492 and to all those peasant gestures she would show him then.
However, Katerina wasn't that human girl anymore. He loathed the things he knew she had gone through, because of his family no less, but he allowed himself the selfish line of thought she wouldn't be here right at this moment if she hadn't. Elijah also had the opportunity of actively helping her now, which gave him hope.
"I do not wish for us to reach conclusions based on our past feelings," his voice filling in the night around them. If there was to be something more growing in their future, he'd want it to be without schemes or deals involved.
The pair continued walking with no exact direction, 'till they reached a small park.
"Because if this doesn't work and your brother decides to kill me…" she trailed off. She would run away and never see Elijah again. But Katherine was depositing all her cards on the success of their plans.
They had come to a stop by a stone bench and Elijah had took a seat while Katherine firmly stood in front of him.
"It will not come to that, Katerina," he told her and looked up.
The moon high in the sky shinning its pale glow on her made him lose his breath. She was incredibly beautiful, in any light, any way… and he felt so much for this amazing woman before him.
There were so many constructed feelings to be worked on, so many words to be said…
Katherine extended her hand for him to take and when he did, she lightly pulled him up his feet and started walking in Elijah's condo direction.
She didn't need to declare her buzz was gone. The sudden change of subject had sobered her up and now Kat just wanted a long bath and a comfortable mattress.
He followed her, his hand still clasped in hers all the way 'till the elevator.
The ride to the penthouse was silent, pleasantly so in certain way, Katherine had leaned her head in his shoulder and when they arrived to their destination, she let go of him to enter the foyer first.
The pair stopped by the parlor, their figures in the same position as hours earlier, except for the moon observing them outside, instead of the sundown.
"Thank you," Katherine offered retrieving his jacket from her shoulder and handing it back to him.
Somehow Elijah knew she wasn't talking only about the garment.
"My pleasure, Katerina,"
He also wasn't.
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Notes: Okay, I wish I could write things accordingly to the prompt! lol It started and ended in a way I did not intend to… I don't know if I like it, but I like it? Anyway, I know you guys also want the RK (Revenge Katherine) part 2 and it'll come next chapter!
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