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Leo hesitantly ducked into Stefan's car, glancing over at him concernedly before putting on his seatbelt. Stefan's expression was serious and angry as he stabbed his keys into the ignition before speeding out of the parking lot.

They hadn't driven for long before Stefan pulled over to the side of the road, sighing heavily as they pulled to a stop. Leo shifted uncomfortably, noting how thick and silent the tension was within the small, enclosed space.

"Stefan…" he started hesitantly.

"Stop it, Elena." He interrupted coldly. "I know you don't control this, ok?" He shut his eyes and leaned backwards, revealing his emotions for just long enough to give Leo an idea of what was going on.

"Oh Stefan," he whispered, closing the space between them. "I know how weird this must be for you, ok? It's obviously a pretty freaky situation for me, too!"

"Yeah, Elena, I get it, ok?" Stefan shouted, obviously frustrated. "But what does that mean for us?" Leo didn't reply. Opening his eyes to turn to him, Stefan felt his breathe catch in his throat; he hadn't realized that they were so close to each other. Leo's large, puppy eyes were looking up at him sadly, his plump pink lips turned down in the most adorable little frown. Stefan was too busy gazing at his beautiful face to notice what Leo said next.

"I'm ok with whatever you are. If this is too weird, we can take a break, ok?" Then Leo finished with a breathy "I'll still love you either way," officially ending Elena's already unsteady relationship with the moody vampire. Because with those six words, Stefan couldn't keep himself from Leaning over and kissing him.

At first, it was sweet; tender and passionate, warm and close, skin on skin. It felt exactly like when he normally kissed his girlfriend. And then, he put his hand in her hair. For some reason, the shortness of it broke the spell. Elena didn't smell the same, feel the same, even her moans of ecstasy were different. She wasn't really Elena. Stefan pulled away so quickly that Leo fell forward, startled.

"Stefan, what-?" He cried out in confusion. Stefan was pressed up against his side of the car, chest heaving. He looked, almost, frightened as he looked down at the boy who he'd just been making out with. What scared him the most was the fact that this same boy's flushed, bright eyed face and tousled chocolate brown hair still managed to be extremely seductive.

"No. No no, nonono." He said quietly, shaking his head violently with each "no." "This is wrong. This spell is sick. Why are you even…attractive to me right now?" Leo looked at him like he was going crazy, which wasn't exactly farfetched seeing as Stefan seemed to be talking to himself. "I'm driving you home. Don't talk to me." He said sternly. Leo had to scramble out of Stefan's space to avoid getting crushed by his determined boyfriend.

Stefan dropped him off at home coldly, not saying a word when Leo stepped out, even after he thanked him for the ride. As soon as he knew that he wouldn't be driving over Leo's foot, Stefan tore away from the curb.

Leo had felt hurt and repulsive throughout the rest of the drive, and that feeling followed him all the way into his room. He flopped face first onto his bed, trying not to cry. He felt sorry for enjoying their moment in the car, and he was so angry that Stefan had made him feel so badly. He was his boyfriend; shouldn't he be trying to help and support him? The hot tears spilled down his pink cheeks, soaking the sheets beneath him. He tried to suppress a sob as the most horrible feeling of loneliness washed over him, causing a hollow pressure to flood into the whole of his body. Who am I, and what have I done to Elena?

….

Meanwhile, Doman Salvatore was dealing with his own Elena issues. Ever since that moment they'd shared on his couch, the older vampire brother couldn't stop thinking about Leo. He himself was currently lying on his own bed, hands behind his head as he studied his ceiling. He was recalling the dream from the night before. It hadn't been all that different from the one before Elena's transformation, but this time, some of the porno-lenas had been exchanged for soaking wet, speedo-clad Leos.

Damon honestly couldn't have cared less what gender Elena was at that point; both versions of her/him were extremely sexy either way. I mean, that kind of sexy that made you feel tight in the very pit of your body, made you feel like you were sinking in some strange kind of heat, made you feel like exclaiming "Hot damn!," loudly, in appreciation. Damon couldn't help but laugh at himself for that thought.

He'd been mulling over these feelings for hours now, yet he still had no idea how his was going to address them. A very R-rated image followed the replay of the sexy beach dream, and Damon had to throw his arm over his face in embarrassment. What's happening to me? He thought. I've never gotten this embarrassed this much over anything before…

Just then, his acute vampire hearing picked up the slamming of his front door…and the gut-wrenching roar of frustration that couldn't have come from the Jaws of anyone but Damon's beloved little brother. He was down in no time at all, eager to find out what had happened between the other two in the love triangle. He found himself feeling a bit too happy at seeing Stefan with his forehead against the kitchen counter, fists clutching at the hair on either side of his head.

"Tough day at school, brother?" He snarked, cocking one dark eyebrow. Stefan looked up at him with venom in his eyes.

"You would love that, wouldn't you?" He grumbled in reply.

"No need to aim all your sexual frustration at me, brother!" Damon joked spitefully "You know, if the new Elena's harder to get anything out of, I've got tons of magazines that you can borrow. You know, in the meantime..." He trailed off once he noticed how murderous Stefan's glare had become. "Too soon, huh?"

He sighed and slid into the seat beside Stefan, putting a comforting hand on his back. Though he wasn't going to say it outright, he really just wanted to hear more about the new Elena.

"Want a shoulder to cry on?" He fussed, only slightly mockingly. But Stefan ripped himself away from his brother, retreating quickly to the other side of the kitchen.

"I really. Do NOT. Want. To talk. to YOU about this." He spat, concentrating on keeping his volume at "inside voice" level. Damon honestly started to feel a little bad when he saw how genuinely upset his little brother seemed. He decided at that moment to take the situation a little seriously.

"Ok, really Stefan. I'm here for you. What happened with Elena today?" Stefan's expression softened when he heard the truth in Damon's words. He collapsed back into his chair, again grasping his head in his hands. Damon himself could barely even hear what he said next.

"He's calling himself Leo." After a moment of silence, during which Damon was trying extremely hard not to burst into laughter at the ridiculousness of the issue, Stefan cracked. "It's not funny, Damon!" He shouted, enraged. "It's wrong! It's weird! I can't…I can't love her like this!" This stopped Damon's giggles abruptly. He looked at this perfect little angel brother of his and realized that he was actually disgusted with him, not Elena.

"…Really?" He replied calmly after a moment. "You're seriously going to be that way?" Stefan couldn't understand what his brother was trying to say.

"What do you mean?" He cried as he threw his hands up in defeat, totally lost. "Don't even tell me that you'd feel any differently in my situation."

"Oh, that's where you are so, SO wrong, brother." Damon said, deathly serious. "I love Elena so much that there is literally NO form of hers that I wouldn't throw myself in front of a moving train for." Stefan collapsed in on himself a bit at hearing this, feeling both sick with himself and with his brother.

"Well then we're different, ok? You see Elena, I see someone who is a twisted version of Elena. I still love her, but not…never, will I love him." He practically shivered when he said that last word. Damon glared back at him.

"No, Stefan. I think that makes you the twisted one."

So now we know where the loyalties lay, huh?

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Next Chapter: Leo, Bonnie and Caroline go to the Mall and run into a few…evil vampires, if you know who I'm referring to. Could there be a date in Leo's future?