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AN: Ok, I am still having VERY mixed feelings on last night's episode so I'm not gonna comment on it. Next Chapter. There's a certain scene from a certain show Ian starred in mixed in. We'll see if anyone finds it. XD

This should help with Dante's very confusing family. Italics mean they're dead.

Father) Joseph

Mother) Sophia

Klaus = German

Elijah = Hebrew, 30

Baltazar = Spanish, 24

Faraa = African

Adrianna = Latin, 17

Kimiko = Japanese

Dante = Italian, 19

AlexPOV.

"You can stare in there all you want, nothing good will appear." I turn around, preparing to kill the intruder but it's only Dante, sitting on the counter with an amused expression.

"My dad will kill you if he sees you walking around like that" I tell him, gesturing towards his bare chest and black pajama bottoms. Time has definitely been on his side. His muscles are perfect.

"Staring isn't polite Salvatore" He says with a smirk. I roll my eyes and try to focus on anything but his smile.

"You know you act like a old guy around my parents. All polite and weird." I say over my shoulder. He laughs and shakes his head. God, his laugh.

"My apologies Alex, I thought you would like it if I was polite to your parents." He says sincerely. I turn back towards him and smile.

"I do like it. I just like this attitude better." I tell him, walking over to sit beside him on the counter.

"My sister will arrive here tomorrow. Will you show her which room is to be her's?" He asks.

"Yea of course. I'm sure she'll be fine."

"She's not exactly easy to handle." He says. He dives into a conversation on something about Adrianna, but I'm not listening. I'm too busy watching the facial expressions he makes when he talks. Our faces end up inches apart.

"Do you know what I mean?" He asks. I lean in and press my lips to his, then jerk back, realizing what I'd done. He stares at me for a second and then jumps off the counter, backing away. I do the same, not knowing what to say.

"I'm sorry" I blurt out. He looks ready to kill me. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I say again.

"I'm going to bed." He says, disappearing.

The next morning.

I follow him outside and watch him stand there, looking at the sky. I go to stand beside him.

"Look whatever happened..." I start but he interrupts.

"We should just forget..."

"Yea pretend it never..."

"Yea never happened..."

"Friends?" I ask sticking my hand towards him. He doesn't hesitate and goes to shake it.

"Yea friends...for sure." He says, hands still shaking. I step back awkwardly and he does the same.

"Well see ya" I say, turning and walking away.

DantePOV.

Holy shit, I think I'm gay.

AlexPOV.

Oh god.

That night he knocks on my bedroom door and clears his throat. I jump and turn around.

"How long have you been standing there?" I ask him, remembering I'm only dressed in boxers.

"Long enough to know...that I have to make something...very clear" He says, stumbling.

"Because the other day when you...kissed me" He says, dropping his voice to a whisper.

"I could've killed you but I didn't. But if you ever try that again...I will."

"Because that's not who I think I am...I mean, I know I am...I mean I know I'm not...who you think I am. I'm not."

"Get it?" He finishes.

"Excuse me?" I ask, confused.

"Look..." He says, walking in and closing the door. "...if your gay,...that's whatever. That's fine."

"But its just...that's not me." He says, seriously. I nod and struggle to respond.

"Um, ok. Yea ok that's...I'm gonna go to sleep." I say, giving him a wave. He nods but stands there for a few more seconds, appearing to be in deep thought before turning around.

"See ya then." He says, closing the door behind him.

Well that was awkward.

"Ugh go away" I groan, rolling over in bed.

"Alex" Dante says, pushing my arm again. I open my eyes and look at the alarm clock. 7:49am.

"What the hell Dante" I say, rubbing my eyes and sitting up. His dark jeans and black t-shirt hug his body perfectly.

"Damon said it was a school day." He replies, snapping me out of my daze.

"Oh shit." I say, grabbing the nearest pair of jeans and pulling them on.

He rides with me to school, silent in the passenger seat.

"You know what you...um...said before. About me being...you know, gay." I start, trying to clear this up.

"Well I'm not. That I promise you. I just had a sketchy moment but it's over. I'm just saying you don't have to feel weird around me." I tell him, licking my lips.

"Well I do" He says simply, staring at me. "But I'm trying not to" He adds with a smile.

I smile back and we pull into the parking lot. He climbs out with me to my surprise.

"What are you doing?" I ask, grabbing my bag.

"Enrolling." He states simply. I eye him suspiciously for a second and shrug.

Who am I to judge? He can do whatever he wants.

"We won't be in any of the same classes anyways. I'm a sophomore and you'll be a senior." I tell him as we make our way to the front office.

"Yea but at least we can hang out during lunch." He replies.

I swear every eye in school was on us as we walked the halls. Or more accurately, on Dante. Every girl was whispering and pointing at him. Smiling and waving. I was ready to kill them all. This was my first day back at school in months. Most of these people probably hoped I was dead.

They got their wish.

Now all I want is to be invisible.