A/N:Wow! I had a few e-mails the day after this was published, but when I look on today (2.14.10.) I had thirteen(!!) new messages all dealing +Fav/Story alert and reviews, thanks! You made my Valentines day!! Okay, so this chapter should be longer, and more fun then the last, I hope, and please remember to R&R I will update faster because of it, and here I am only a few days later updating. Oh, as a side note the lyrics in the chapter preview were just for fun, they won't be in this chapter, but the song fits Damon. Look it up, it's called: Cowboy Casanova by Carrie Underwood.

Disclaimer:I own nothing, no characters...at least not on here, but in my dreams I own Damon.. Hee C: Seriously I don't L.J. Smith does, and well maybe then I could own Ian. C:

Summary: "He isn't as bad as you make him out to be." Elena knew that no matter what she said, Stefan would find a way to prove her wrong, but not this time. No, this time she was going to prove him wrong, by showing him that his older brother wasn't the bad guy, he was just misunderstood. But was it really that easy, she had to admit this was Damon she was talking about, and as much as she thought she hated him, she knew it was fake, but by how could she prove that?

Word Count: 2,570

Elena sighed, it was a long, and rather heavy sigh, but as she looked to the house, and felt her hands grip the steering wheel-until her knuckles turned white no less-she knew that sooner, or later she had to get out and face what she came to do. Shaking her head, she finally pulled herself from the car, it took a lot of motivation on her inner part to do it, but once she did, she smiled finding nothing wrong as she walked up towards the front door. Upon standing there, her eyes scanned around, before she knocked once, and waited. It wasn't a long wait, because nothing happened, no one came, and she was frustrated, Damon would of heard her, so she knocked again, and waited a little longer this time. As she waited she ran through a few things to say to him, but then her thoughts stopped, no one had answered the door, and so with a soft exhale she turned to go back to her car when she nearly ran into Damon. He had been right behind her for god knows how long, she frowned at him, feeling her heart beat hard against her ribcage like it had when Stefan did this, only it felt stronger.

"D-don't do that, you of all people should know that scaring me is a bad thing!"

"Well, well, well. What brings you here Elena, Saint Stefan isn't around. In fact I think he went to your house looking for you." Damon's cool voice send shivers down Elena's spin, but she ignored it, and stiffened as she looked at Damon with hard eyes, and clenched teeth as she tried to not his hypnotizing blue eyes get the better of her. She could see why girls fell for him, and with Stefan not around she couldn't help and let her mind wander, but then she stopped herself as she looked at him, and frowned more so then before. "I came here to spend the day with you." Damon's expression turned, but not for long, and he soon was smiling, and Elena really wished she knew what was going through his gorgeous head, but instead she crossed her arms over her chest, and waited. Damon was the type of person who could do that, and not care if it took all day, but then he took a few steps towards her, and she felt her heart rate spike as looked him square in the eye.

"Spend the day with me? Well I truly am flattered, but what about good ol' perfect Stefan, won't he think I'll compel you, or something along those lines." His words were dipped in a tone of cold, and uncaring hate whenever he mentioned Stefan, but that didn't stop Elena from hearing the shock, and even some surprise in the voice of the older Salvatore, and she smiled. She had won. For now. Now all she had to do was find a way that the two could hang out together, with others around for she still feared him, no matter how cool, and collected she acted around him. "We could go to the grill, and talk." She offered, and watched as Damon's lips pursed to a thin line, he looked at her, as if he was going to say she was crazy, but then he looked away, and took a few steps away from Elena, and his pursed lips turned to a smirk. It was his award winning smirk, the very one that made Stefan's blood boil with anger, and girls drop to their knees. "Or," He came up right behind her, grabbing her around the waist, he was close enough that Elena could feel his breath on her neck, and she felt another shiver. "We can just talk right now, and right here." His voice had deepened some, he was trying to do the very thing Stefan warned her about, and Elena frowned as she pulled away. She was lucky he wasn't holding her with his python grip other wise she would not of gotten away.

"The grill tonight, around seven don't be late."

~*~

Dear Diary,

I'm unsure of what to expect for tonight, I kind of left the house in a hurry after telling Damon to meet me at the grill at seven, and now I'm having second guesses, would it be wrong of me to invite Bonnie? Maybe not. After all I told Stefan I was going to spend the day with Damon, and I think that means just meand no one else, I mean.. what's the wrost that could happen? I have mhy necklace full of vervain, so I will nit get compelled, but after this afternoon.. No, Elena, stop thinking that! You are withStefan not Damon! I just need to get myself ready for the grill, maybe that will get my mind off Damon, I highly doubt it, but still.. it maybe better than having Stefan grill me.

Well I guess this is it for now, until later.

Elena

The diary once again closed, and Elena looked around her room, before sighing; she had come home and was just slipping her shoes off when Stefan got off the couch-where he and Jeremy had been sitting and playing video games-and made his way towards her. He hugged her, and lightly kissed the top of her head, as if he was scared that she would never come back to him, and then he asked what she had talked to his brother about and she told him that they barely talked, and that she was meeting him at the grill later that day. It bothered him. She could tell. He didn't trust his brother, and she was trying to, and she had reassured him over, and over that it was going to be in a public place, and that she had her necklace so nothing could go wrong, and she made sure to have her phone, she told him she would call, or text if anything did. He reminded her that he could be there if she needed, but she told him she didn't him to do that, and that he should get to know Jeremy better. 'It won't be that bad, and besides its the grill.. lots of people, Damon wouldn't dare think to do anything.' She thought as she climbed from her bed, and looked in her closet with pursed lips.

It wasn't a date. It was her chance to get to know the older Salvatore, and nothing more, she didn't want it to be anything more, this was Damon after all; she had to remind herself of this as she pulled out an outfit to wear, but then put it back with a look of unsure, and then decided to just go with what she was wearing and pull her hair up and maybe freshen up with her make-up. It was simple, but this was not a date.

~*~

"I thought I told you to stay away from her!"

The voice of Stefan Salvatore rang through the house as his expression turned to one of anger, as he looked down at his older brother, who was looking through an old book, when Damon's eyes flickered up, he smiled softly at Stefan. It was his joy to see his brother this way, but then he pursed his lips slightly, and looked at Stefan as if he was confused what his brother was trying tell him, and shook his head lightly as he stood, and crossed his arms over his chest, and asked in a cool tone, "How ever are you talking about? Unless.. you mean Elena, she mentioned us 'hanging out' later, but you gave her permission.. So I'm not seeing the problem." Damon then smiled, his arms uncrossed, and Stefan's brows dug deeper into a fluster as he looked at his brother, he was right, Stefan had given permission to Elena to hang out with Damon, but that still didn't mean he trusted his brother. He shook his head, and Damon could tell he was thinking, he had stepped over board with those words, and not realized it. Stepping away from the chair he had been sitting in, Damon picked up his phone and looked at his brother, before he looked at the time, and smiled. "I would love to stay and do this brother to brother talking, but I have a date to get ready for."

He patted Stefan's shoulder as he walked past him, anger still burned in Stefan's eyes as he waited for Damon to be out of ear sight, he then grabbed his phone from his pocket and texted Bonnie, he didn't want to risk anything with his brother being alone with Elena. Even if it meant having another do his dirty work, it was better that way, then his other option. He wanted to trust Elena, no he did trust her, it was his brother that he didn't trust. He had at one time, they had been the best of friends even, but then Katherine came, she tore them apart by having them lie to each other, and go behind each others backs, but Stefan wasn't mad that she did so, if anything now he could say he was glad that she had done that. Damon and him would of grown apart somehow some way.

~*~

Elena looked around the grill, it was ten past seven, and she was worried-wait, no she didn't get worried over Damon! Shaking her head she took another look around the grill, and then smiled when she saw Damon at the bar, he either slipped in when she wasn't looking, or he had just gotten there, either way she made her way towards him, and sat down on the bar stool next to him, and her expression changed. She couldn't smile around him, it would look like she was happy to see him, and she didn't want to give him that pleasure, he didn't need to make his ego any bigger than it already was. "So, did you just get here?" She asked, as she watched him take a drink of something, and then waited for him to answer, he looked at her, and she took in a sharp breath, no matter what he made her heart jump hard against her ribcage, and she couldn't help and like that feeling. "No, I was here, but you must not of seen me. So before I order another drink tell me what this is about." Elena couldn't keep his gaze, his eyes were just gypnatizing and she didn't want to get lost in them, so for a moment she looked away. Her eyes scanned the grill for anyone that may of been there to spy on her. She saw no one out of the norm, and looked back at Damon, he was still looking at her.

"I was here right at seven." She was proud when she said that, but then her expression softend when she thought of what she would talk to him about, and a sigh left her lips as she played with a strand of her hair that had fallen from her pony tail and she looked at him with a weird expression, before she smiled softly. "I want to talk to you, just to get to know you." Damon laughed, as he looked at her, but then something in his expression changed, he leaned a little closer, and whispered in her ear, "I think you have other reasons for me to be hear, but you can think what you want to." He then pulled away, but just enough so that he then could place a kiss on her lips. It was something he had planned to do, to get her more open to him, because getting her drunk was not an option, and she had no idea, but she didn't pull away. She kissed him back for a minute before realizing what she had done, she had kissed Damon Salvatore! Her head was realing with thoughts, and fears at the moment, she couldn't believe it, he had kissed her, but the worst part was that she kissed him back.

-preview for chapter three-

"Elena what's this about?"

Boonie sat at the foot of Elena's bed, looking deeply into her best friend's eyes, it had only been a few minutes ago when Elena had texted her, asking for her to come over, and now here she was at the foot of her bed, looking at the girl in front of her. She was in bed, and it was ten in the morning, something was wrong, Bonnie could tell, and the silence was killing her. She then placed her hand on Elena's, and waited, but bofore she could say anything Bonnie spoke again, "Elena, you can trust me with anything. You know this, I mean.. I was the first you told about Stefan, and I told you about my powers, so what could be more harm tham that?"

Elena took in a deep breath, and pulled her knees up to her chest, before she looked down, her fingers lightly touched her necklace before she looked up again, and into Bonnie's worried eyes. "Damon, and I kissed last night."