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Rebekah marched away from the a-jar doorway, her mind racing with malevolent thoughts. She had two options. The first; to keep what she had just witnessed a secret; after all, Klaus was still her family, the second; to use Caroline in an attempt to influence her brother. She was quite clearly his weakness. In a thousand years Rebekah had never once witnessed Klaus draw anyone who didn't mean something to him. She sat in the parlour, and began to devise a plan.
Unusual things were taking place that morning. Klaus was noticing the beauty in things that he'd never fully appreciated before. Just outside the window, a small robin sat perched on the frayed, dewy twigs of an elm tree, tweeting chirpily. The sun was rising to its highest point in the clear sky, casting everything below into a bright, shimmering glow. In that moment, he was certain that the beauty in the world was paralleling itself with his mood. It gave him the powerful desire to see her. Caroline had made it clear that she wasn't going to be easily seduced by him, at least not with expensive gifts and conventional romance. However, she seemed unknowingly, yet blissfully joyous when he had spontaneously visited her. With that in his favour, a sudden and irrevocable desire to see her planted itself in his mind and grew there ferociously, until his resistance became futile.
Caroline spent the morning with Tyler, revelling in him and his return to Mystic Falls. He was undeniably beautiful, inside and out. It only made her feel conflicted even more so. She struggled to balance her love for him and her sudden, consuming feelings for Klaus. Should she tell Tyler? It would be the honest thing to do, but perhaps unkind. Tyler had tried his very hardest to sever the sire bond between him and Klaus, and may have even succeeded. To tell him now that she had struck up a friendship with the hybrid who was the reason he had to leave her initially, would cause the earth to shatter around him. So, she kept the thoughts to herself, repressing them and focusing on the happiness that had succumbed to her the moment she saw Tyler. Her happiness was short-lived, however, when she spotted Klaus standing some distance away behind Tyler's shoulder. She started, jumping up and uttering a random excuse in an attempt to shoo Tyler before he spotted Klaus and grew suspicious.
"Tyler, I'm so sorry but I've got to go to History class. You know Alaric." She stammered unconvincingly. She was uncertain of what she was even saying, you know Alaric? What did that even mean? She scolded herself, awaiting his reply anxiously. Tyler seemed to buy it, however, giving her a quick kiss as he past her to make his way to class. Caroline exhaled in relief, and glanced upwards to locate the source of her unsteadiness. He was gone, a pile of crispy brown leaves lying scattered and disturbed where he had just stood a few seconds previously. She needed to find him, immediately.
Klaus returned home in hellish torment. He had presumed that Tyler and Caroline's relationship would be severed because of him, but it seemed that that assumption had been in vain. Caroline still loved Tyler, not him, and he had been an utter fool to think otherwise. Who could love him? Nobody had in a thousand years, and they weren't about to start now. He was a monster and always had been, so why stop and try to change now? Nobody could be his salvation. Loneliness and disappointment consumed his entire being, the darkness pushing out the light. With the bitter anger and loneliness came his hybrid instincts. He wanted to feed, to rip and destroy. As he made his way to the door, a silhouette shifted outside. Hope yielding to him once again, he opened the door in one quick motion, almost tearing it from its hinges. Caroline stood at his door, framed beautifully by the sunlight behind her, and gazed at him with a fierce yearning.
Klaus stared at her, pouting slightly, attempting to convey the need for her to speak first in his dark, hypnotising eyes. She failed to, however, and continued to gaze at him. Her chest heaved heavily, and he sensed that she was unsure with her decision to come here. Trying his utmost to relieve her tension, he repressed his anger and motioned towards the mansion for her to enter. She marched straight towards him, stopping suddenly not 5 inches from his face. He felt her breath hot against his cheek, and felt his loneliness subsiding. Her already rosy cheeks reddened as she stroked his cheek gently with the back of her soft, reassuring hand. Her touch electrified through him, causing him to jump slightly. He wasn't used to not being in control of a situation.
"Caroline.." he began, but she raised a finger to his lips to shush him, and left it lingering there for a second or two.
"I love Tyler." She began, and if his heart was still beating, he knew it would stop right there and then. He looked down, attempting to conceal his unending sadness, but she raised his head with her fingers, forcing him to look in her crystal blue eyes as she continued; "Whatever this is between me and you, I don't want it. I don't want to feel things for you, Klaus, and yet I do." She attempted to shrug in a non-chalant manner, but the guilt when she mentioned Tyler's name lingered in her eyes like a parasite to him.
Ignoring this, Klaus replied in a gentle voice; "What do you feel, sweetheart?"
With this, a firm decision formed in her eyes, leaning forward; she softly pressing her lips against his, only for a second. The moment only lasted briefly, and yet Klaus kept his eyes closed, revelling in the joy that overcame him in that moment. She had kissed him, of her own accord. He hadn't compelled her, threatened her or forced her to do so. He opened his eyes slowly, but she had already gone.