Author's Note: There'll be more characters present, not only Damon and Katherine. :)

I don't own The Vampire Diaries.

''Damon, I'm all wet. I need new clothes.''

''There's no need for dirty talking like that. Go get new ones, what am I, your fashion designer now?'' he asked, watching her with a satisfied smirk. He tried not to lower his sight anywhere inappropriate , but it was really tempting.

''Are you kicking me out?'' she rose her eyebrows as it was the most unbelievable thing ever, crossing her arms over chest. Of course, not a lot of people had the courage or wanted to reject Katherine. This was probably a surprise for her.

''You're the one who knows when you're not wanted. When I return I want you out of here.''

Her facial features hardened out of sudden, and he almost felt bad about it. What if she had no place to stay? He couldn't leave her in the street. Wait, what was wrong with him? She was a freaking vampire. She could easily compel someone to give her a place to stay or just go to a hotel.

The older Salvatore brother avoided her eyes, knowing that if he'd look at her and see her disappointment, he'd give up and tell her to stay.

''Besides, just a flutter of your pretty doe eyes and Elijah will be ready to take you back like a lost kitten, wet or not.''

She chuckled shortly, pointing at him, as he was beginning to walk in the opposite direction.

''Are you jealous? Some things never change, Damon.''

''Are you still here? Oooutt!'' he sing songed on his way to the basement, shaking his head to himself and someone would see him right now, they'd think he's crazy. And perhaps he was.

His smile disappeared though quickly when he stopped by the basement's door and heard a dry cough.

''You two are disgusting.''

Elena, or better said, an emotionless Elena looked at him judgy and bored, sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall as a support. Her lips were dry, she had dark circles under her bloodshot eyes and her hair messy and dull. She was probably already starving.

''Glad to know you still feel something for me.''

''I do. Pity. I feel sorry for you. Weren't 145 years enough?''

''What are you talking about?'' Damon frowned, acting like he didn't get what she had in her mind. To be honest, he wasn't sure that he knew what she meant. He just hoped it wasn't what popped up in his head.

''You know very well what I'm talking about. She's trying to get under your skin and you let her. Once an idiot, always an idiot.''

''Just admit that you don't like seeing me around her. That I'd understand.''

Elena started to laugh hysterically, gloating over his words.

''By all means, Damon, spend your eternity with her if you wish. I couldn't care less. In fact, I'll enjoy seeing you trying to gain her attention. I bet she isn't even attracted to you. Do you really think that after having Elijah as her boyfriend, she'd give him up for you?A damaged ,sadistic broken selfish vampire?''

He was starting to get angry, and he clenched his fist to control himself. Her words hurt him more than anything, like a knife twisting in his heart. He tried to mask his feelings, forcing a smile, but from her smug expression, his grin probably wasn't believable at all. This was not Elena anymore, this was an emotionless vampire who doesn't care. Maybe if he keeps repeating that he'll actually feel better.

This wasn't Elena.

''Too bad you're not going to see anything, since you're stuck in here. And honey, you're not leaving this place soon, not until you switch your humanity back on.''

The older brother turned to leave, and didn't stop, not even when he heard her gripping the bars from the door's little window.

''Damon, wait! Just wait!''

He decided to give it a shot and stopped eventually in front of the stairs.

''What? You decided to be more collaborative?

''Very. Make sure you burn in hell with that bitch. And don't come back.''

He shrugged, beginning to climb upstairs.

''I wasn't planning to.''

As soon as Damon and Elena's conversation was done, Katherine got out of the Salvatore house with a smirk on her face. Of course that she heard everything they said, and she was pretty pleased with what she heard. If Damon was kicking her out, at least he won't have any better company than a grumpy careless Elena and his brother, which wasn't here, by the way.

The door opened suddenly and Damon went out on the porch, looking at her daringly.

''Trouble in paradise?'' she questioned him with a smirk, returning the look over her shoulder.

Damn it. He had to get over his big ego and ask her to stay. How was he going to do that without seeming desperate or stupid? And what if she wouldn't accept?

''I guess I owe you new clothes.''

''I'm not putting anything that smells like a pathetic doppelganger on me.'' she warned, turning her body to face him.

''I don't smell like a pathetic doppelganger to you, do I? That would be very offensive.''

This time he had her confused. Katherine sniffed, wondering what did he mean, her confusion increasing when he started to unbutton his shirt slowly, throwing it to her. She caught it in the last moment, taken off guard, while she bit her lower lip, enjoying the sight of his sculpted chest.

''Are you going to throw your trousers to me too?''

''You wish. They're Dolce Gabbana. And don't undress me with playful sight of yours. We are far beyond that. Why are you standing there? You don't really think I'm going to let you wear my shirt and nothing else and let you sleep in the forest, do you?''

It looked like they had a winner.

Part 1 went exactly like she planned- getting in the frenemy's house.

Part 2 was...well, rather complicated.

Get Damon to love her crazy again in six days.

That's it for today! Review, tell me what you think :) The next chapters are going to get hotter, I'm even thinking about turning it into a M story. Decisions, decisions...;)