A Thousand Suns

Starts from Chapter 7- 'Hello There, Angel Of My Nightmare' of A Thousand Years

"The talk, the ridicule and laughter had died down to next to nothing almost six years later-"

What happened in those six years?

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"Come on Nik!"

Azalea smiled lightly as she dragged him through the woods, then felt him yank her to a stop so he could steal a kiss from her lips, then permitted her to carry on yanking him through the woods of their home.

"Where are we even going?"

"You know where!" She smirked, grabbing his other hand and stepping backwards, grinning at him with a light in her eyes that made him suspicious of her intentions.

He looked around now and heard the waterfall, chuckling as he looked to the hill above them and shook his head. "Really? Seriously Lea-"

"Come on misery!" She giggled, emerald eyes sparkling with mischief. Niklaus had no choice but to let her drag him up the hill, but halfway up, he got bored and caught her around her emerald green dress clad waist, making her scream in shock, pounding his back with her fists, but he never let her go, smirking as they reached the top and he dumped her into the field of pretty purple flowers.

Azalea sat among the flowers, raising a hand and skimming the top of the two types of purple flower.

"What are they?" Niklaus asked, sitting down next to her, picking up one that looked like a star with yellow in the middle. Azalea smiled, then picked up one of each, showing him.

"Blaklocka-" she told him, holding the one he had in his hand up, then showed him the other one. "And vervain."

Niklaus took the vervain from her and crushed it in his hand, realizing the beautiful smell, then with the other.

Azalea lay her head down on his lap now, staring up at the sky that was a blue almost the same as Niklaus' eyes. She watched the clouds pass by slowly. A hand was lowered to her, and Azalea felt her auburn hair get pushed out of her eyes, closing her eyes as a kiss was placed upon her own, and she chuckled.

"Nik, off."

"Why? Don't say I'm now a bad kisser."

"Oh you are, but you're making this so very... mushy."

Niklaus scoffed, then pushed her onto her back, climbing onto her and cocked his head. "So?"

"You remember all those stories Mother told us when we were little?"

"Which ones?"

"The fairytale ones."

"Mmhmm. And?"

"You're making all this sound like we're in our own." Azalea laughed, and Niklaus raised a hand to her cheek and smiled. "Well maybe it is. Can't we have our own happy ending, or are we going to let ourselves be cursed?"

Azalea raised a hand at that and put it over his heart, making him frown. "What?"

"We're only human, Nik."

"Maybe so, but we can make it something more." He leaned down and kissed her softly for a moment, feeling her sneak a hand up the back of his tunic, flinching a little as she felt the marks there from a week ago. Raised up like they'd been inflicted a second ago, but they weren't painful anymore.

But she still asked-

"Do they hurt?"

He shook his head. "No, not anymore. That poultice of Ayanas took the pain away and just left me with the scars. But they should hopefully fade away."

Azalea nodded, still worried for him and their new, blossoming relationship. It had been bad enough for Mikael to catch them having sex and next to torture his son as punishment.

Curse that bastard for eternity.

"Good." She smiled, then closed her eyes as he leaned down and kissed her forehead, closing his own for a moment as he said. "I love you Lea."

"I love you too." Azalea smiled, opening her eyes once more, then Klaus moved to her neck and kissed it, moving to her chest and under her chin, making her chuckle. "Nik... haven't you leaned anything from your experience?"

He grinned against her neck and just said, kissing it once more. "That we are alone up here. No one's going to come up here."

"Mmhmm, then Mikael walks up here and sees you with your hand up my dress."

"But I don't have my hand up your dress."

"Mmhmm... you were thinking it though."

"... guilty. You can go in my trous-"

"Niklaus, you have a filthy mind."

Niklaus smirked, then grinned mischievously. "I'm happy about the fact I lost my virginity before my brother who, I'll say it clearly- who is twenty three. Fallen for a woman, accused of fathering her child... and he never even had sex with her."

"So? I see no problem in saving yourself for the one you love."

"Mmhmm... like you?"

"You practically raped me Nik. Plus you need some more practice- I'll find some other guy if you're like that all the time."

Niklaus scoffed at that, then raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I love you (!)"

"I know." Azalea smirked, wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling him closer, kissing him softly for a moment, feeling him trace a hand up her thigh and Azalea smirked once more, flipping them over in a flash and scoffed.

"If you think I'm lying back like some silly little obedient wife, you've got another thing coming."

Niklaus looked thoughtful, then nodded.

"Fine by me."

-AtS-

It was Azaleas eighteenth winter the next day, and Niklaus had some things planned for her special birthday.

Azalea looked to her seventeen year old lover with a frown, sat on the floor before sixteen year old Rebekah who was braiding deep red flowers into her auburn hair.

"What are you up to?" She asked suspiciously, feeling Rebekah finish her hair and got to her feet, tapping her shoulder to shift out the way.

The younger girl left the room, and Azalea turned, sitting on the end of her and Rebekahs bed to see Niklaus chuckle, putting his hands together. "Nothing my love."

She raised an eyebrow, and Niklaus just stepped forwards so his legs were before her knees, then he reached forwards and put a hand on her chest, pushing her back onto the wolf fur covers, crawling up and straddling her hips as he leaned down and kissed her softly for a moment, smiling lightly against her lips.

"Absolutely nothing."

Azalea didn't believe that one bit, and put a hand on his own chest, pushing back against his pale brown tunic so he was sat before her.

"You do know Father wants to marry me off..."

Niklaus was silent, then nodded a tiny fraction, eyes hurt. "I know."

Azalea smiled weakly, then heard her mother calling from the kitchen, and sighed, placing a kiss upon his lips and just said. "Tell Mikael that you love me. Just... he has to accept that we are together."

Niklaus laughed at that, then shook his head. "Get him to believe me? Do you want me to get whipped once more?"

At his words, Azalea flinched, and Niklaus groaned, nodding to the door. "Out. Mother is calling."

Azalea flashed him a smile, then left.

-AtS-

At the dinner that night, Mikael had an announcement.

"I and Henrick are leaving at sun up for a hunting trip."

Henrick looked up at that, eyes excited as he asked his father. "I am to be taught?"

Mikael looked to his son and nodded. "Yes my boy, it is time you learned how to wield a blade and bow."

Azalea smiled to her brother at that, knowing he'd been excited about when his father would finally teach him how to hunt.

There was a silence, then Elijah spoke.

"Do you need anyone to accompany you Father?"

The elder man looked to his son, then shook his head. "No, I and Henrick are all that's required. But I need you to ride over to the southern family and ask Erik for the money he owes me for that blade."

Elijah inclined his head. "Yes Father, I shall collect it tomorrow."

Mikael leaned forwards and pulled a hunk of meat from the pile, biting into it, an cue for the others finally being able to take their own food now the head of the household had taken the first slice.

Azalea was sat opposite Niklaus, and her bare feet kept prodding his own bare ones, trying to hide a smile underneath her food that she was biting into.

The talk was light, then Mikael asked-

"Elijah, have you any interest in a woman?"

The family looked to the long haired man, and Azalea saw him flush very slightly, then look to his father. "No, Father. May I ask why?"

"You are twenty three, my boy, and you are not yet married."

Azalea smirked slyly, knowing full well that the young man had never had relations with a woman. Unless it was that whore that broke his heart. He'd never done anything with her, and even Mikael knew that.

"Father I... have not fallen in love yet." Elijah answered, feeling completely awkward. Mikael smirked lightly, then just said in amusement, looking to Niklaus.

"At least you are not like Niklaus here. Who haven't you slept with, boy?"

Esther drew the line at that and snapped. "No lewd talk at the table, Mikael. How many times must I tell you?"

Mikael looked thoughtful, then smirked. "I forget, my love."

"Of course you do." Esther muttered, feeling her husband put a hand on her right thigh next to him.

Elijah was silent, then just said in a low voice. "I shall try, Father."

Mikael looked up at that, then snorted. "You are not still clinging onto thoughts of that whore? Son, wash them away."

The young man wished he could, and Azalea just said to her elder brother. "My friend Laurel is rather smitten by you."

Mikael nodded to his adopted daughter. "And there you are my boy. Meet with this Laurel tomorrow, and talk to her."

Elijah looked to his sister and almost scowled, but nodded. "Yes Father."

The family ate their supper in silence, then Mikael said to Azalea.

"Your eighteenth winter is tomorrow, my girl. The gathering shall be at sundown at the white oak."

Azalea frowned, then just said. "I've not asked for a celebration."

"Your day of birth is also the midwinter festival." Mikael told her, and Azalea glanced to him and nodded. "Yes, I forgot, Father."

Mikael got to his feet now and just said, rubbing the side of his neck absentmindedly, then walked out the room and outside into the night where snow had started once more over their home.

After supper, Azalea and Rebekah retired for the night.

Azalea closer her eyes against her pillow, thick wolf fur covers tight around her. There was movement next to her now, and she felt strong and lean arms creep around her waist, and she smiled, eyes still closed.

"Where is Rebekah?"

"Oh, sharing the bed with our big brother. She was annoyed, but it was that or lovey dovey talk in here."

Azalea turned over and scoffed, shaking her head. "Poor girl. Now... what are we going to do about Elijah?"

"Excuse me?"

"Well, you know that Laurel is more than smitten with our brother. She pretty much would push him against a tree and tear his clothes off."

Niklaus looked thoughtful, then nodded. "Indeed I do. She's a very lovely young werewolf that he'll truly like."

Azalea felt him run a hand lightly down her side now, then to the small of her back, pushing her closer to him so that their bodies were touching. He raised the other hand and moved the auburn hair from her eyes and smiled. "Maybe Elijah needs to let go, hmm? Maybe I should break out that wine."

"Which one are you talki-? Oh. Not that super powerful one that mother went wrong on-?"

Niklaus smirked and she rolled her eyes. "One glass and he'll sleep with her and probably her father."

He snorted in laughter, then pulled her even closer, closing his eyes against the top of her head, feeling her nod off a little while later against him.

The young man fell asleep soon after, wondering what the future would bring.

And here is my little short story that will last until the end of the hiatus when A Thousand Years will return:) This one's gonna be the six years that were missed out from the story about the Originals teenage years:) love, lies and family this time, and a good bit of romance! For Elijah and Rebekah too this time. Hope you like and review! Thank you x Nic