Chapter Eight- and the next already today! In a right writing mood, so... might be another chapter later today along with my Elijah/oc one too:) thanks for the lovely reviews and next up soon! Reviews much loved:) x Nicc

I woke up the next morning with strong bare arms around my waist, my head on a slightly bloodied chest.

"Good morning there."

Now I chuckled and felt the arm tighten around me for moment, then left me and got up, walking over to where his coat was now dry. I raised an eyebrow- nice ass. Forget ass, nice body full stop.

Klaus turned to me now, making me snap out of my kind of trance. "At least it dried."

I smiled. "At least it dried." I repeated in a laugh. Klaus now sighed and was back beside me in a flash, putting his arm around my bare form.

"So, we ride to New Orleans?" he said softly into my ear, kissing below it for a moment.

"That sounds very nice, but can't we just... stay here for another hour or so?"

Now he chuckled, his arm tightening once again. "I'm good with that Sweetie." he turned me over so his lips could touch mine once more.

"You can be so sweet sometimes." I smiled as he let me go. Klaus smiled too, raising a hand to my cheek and kissing me passionately again, then told me. "When we get to New Orleans, I am going to spoil you like the Princess you are."

Now I raised a hand and tapped his nose. "You are becoming too sweet now."

"Oh, I don't plan on being so sweet for much longer, you had better make the most of it."

As I scoffed, he traced a finger lightly up my spine, making me sigh and go. "I am going straight to Hell."

Klaus frowned, looking interested now. "How so?" he asked, propping himself up onto his elbow, making me smile at the simple sexiness of the pose.

"Well..." I started, trying to think of a good enough excuse. "Well... I have killed so many people. Let a monster deflower me-"

"In another persons bed."

"Thanks so much for reminding me. That really makes me feel... wanted."

"Oh Sweetheart, Sweetheart, Sweetheart-" he laughed, pulling me more into his arms and tapped my own nose. "You are totally mine, and no one is taking you away from me."

"Wow. Jealously issues?"

"Maybe, I wouldn't know. You are the first girl I have every loved."

That took me aback, making me turn around and face him, raising a hand to his face to brush his longish, kind of shaggy from the pillow brown-blonde hair behind his ears and ask. "Really? I am the first? But you are so very old! How is that not possible?"

Klaus cocked his head a little and smiled once more. "Yes, you are. Because you are special. You have a heart to match mine."

"What, murderous?"

Another laugh, then. "Yes."

Now I sighed and buried my face in his chest, closing my eyes. "I love you Klaus."

"That's nice to know."

"Do you love me?"

"I might be growing fond of you."

"Such a tease you are Sir."

"Oh yes, yes I am."

Now I pulled myself away and giggled. "Turn away so I can get dressed."

"Nah, I think I'll watch thank you."

"Where have your manners gone?"

"They went with your innocence last night."

"Huh. Tactless." I scoffed, getting up and picking up my underdress and slipped it on over my head. I glanced around and saw him with his dark trousers on, then he picked up my soft creamy dress and corset, putting the dress down, then he stood behind me and put the corset around me, making me ask incriminatingly. "And how would you know how to tie them?"

"I got drunk with a pair of very... outspoken girls. They may have made me try on their dress..."

"Oh? So very full of suprises aren't we?" I chuckled, letting him turn me around and kiss my bare shoulder, moving to my neck.

"Less touching, more dressing." I told him and he laughed, going back behind me and starting on my corset.

We were silent now as he dressed me, hands more touching my waist than anything else. It took alot longer than usual, mainly from his, ah, distraction. Also known as me.

He helped me pull my big dress on, then turned me around and brushed my hair around my shoulders. "You look beautiful." Klaus told me, taking my hand and pressed his lips to it briefly.

Now I pulled away and picked up his dark shirt and pulled it on him, doing the buttons up his chest, putting a hand on it when I was done. "You have to take forever." he chortled, then reached and pulled his coat on.

"Let's go. New Orleans is all yours."

-FORSAKEN-

The ride to New Orleans was swift, me and Klaus racing the entire way this time, and I was sure he let me win, even though he said he hadn't.

"Welcome, Sweetheart, to New Orleans." Klaus laughed, slowing down to a trot beside me as we arrived. "And, we have a place waiting for us."

"Oh?"
"When I have sorted out this business, I will show you around." He promised with a smile as he led me forwards to the outskirts of town. We were now facing a massive mansion where he led me forwards and inside, sitting me on the sofa and kissed my hands and finally my lips. "I shall be back around sunset my Sweet."

I smiled and watched him leave.

What a few boring hours I had to kill.

When sunset did come, I was dozing on the porch swing, waiting for him. Klaus arrived soon after, waking me from my nap by saying. "I have something for you."

I sat up, then he pulled out a necklace and put it around my neck- it was a silver lace style heart with a herb in that I recognized- vervain.

"I know that normal vampires cannot compel you, but I don't want to be tempted myself, ok?" he told me, kissing my neck a little. "A monster after my own heart." he sighed, then said with a laugh.

"Theres a little soiree later tonight if you would like something to eat."

"No." I found myself saying, turning around to him and just said. "No killing tonight, I'm not in the mood. How about... something romantic?"

Now Klaus was silent in shock, then he started laughing. "Romantic? Me? Sorry, I don't do romantic."

"But you were so sweet and romantic at that ball when you met me."

"I tried to hang your soon-to-be fiance."

"Aha-! So it was you then?"

"He was so... eurgh. He gave even me the creeps. He needed to die, so... viola!"

I shook my head and looked at him pleadingly. "Just one night away from all the blood and killing? Please? Please, please, plea-"

"Oh, no more. Please, I am getting a headache."

"Ok then... give up. Give in!"

Klaus groaned now, putting his forehead against my chest. "Don't make me do this. I am not a sweet man... and I will never be."

I just grinned mischeviously.

"Well I guess you had better start treating me like you promised."

"You are very high mainta-"

"No I am not! I'm a woman. I demand to be charmed by my... hybrid suitor."

Klaus pouted now, meeting my eyes and shook his head, kissing my cheek and said with a groan.

"What am I going to do with you?"