Okay, so this is based right as the TV series started. When Damon first arrives to Mystic Falls and confronts Stefan, only this time, he isn't there to make Stefan miserable. He is there to make Stefan truly fall in love with him; a sick game made up my Klaus. There will be slashy incest (sometimes vague and other times significant) in this story so if you don't like it then don't read it. If you do, then heck yes, read on and review if you want more.
I watched in irritation as the girl who looked like Katherine ran from her spot by the gravestone, bumping directly into Stefan; always Stefan. I knew Stefan was in this area clearly by coincidence on her part. He was in this area because he could somewhat sense my presence. I watched, grinning as Stefan ran away like a sissy when Katherine's look-a-like, or Elena, lifted the pant leg of her jeans to reveal a bloodied mess.
She would be mine. I would make her all mine. I watched as she left the cemetery. I turned to leave, myself when I sensed the presence of a stronger vampire in the area. Cautiously, I darted my eyes around, searching for the source. There was nothing in my line of sight. I warily turned and was startled, hissing like a wild animal, when I came face to face with another vampire who appeared as a young man with short, light hair and light yet dark eyes. Eyes that reminded me of Katherine.
He smiled and tilted his head "I've been watching you and your brother for many years now," he said.
"Who the hell are you?" I growled, instinctively knowing not to try and pick a fight with this vampire. He was the most powerful being I have ever encountered and I knew that.
"My name is Klaus…and I am here for the same reason…Elena Gilbert," he said, his eyes mysterious and playful "But first, I want to have a little fun. It is going to start with you."
"What makes you think I will do anything for you?" I growled bitterly.
"Because I will make you," Klaus said, narrowing his eyes at mine. I felt as though they were boring into mine, boring into my mind. He was in control now "Now, Damon, you and your brother will be the source of my entertainment."
I nodded "What do I need to do?" I asked, not able to control myself.
"You are going to forget about seeing me here…you are going to forget all about me," Klaus whispered, his voice echoing in my mind "When I leave, all you are going to remember is that you came here for Stefan…you are in love with Stefan…and you will stop at nothing until he returns that same love to you."
I nodded "But he is my brother," I said in a detached voice.
"That does not matter to you…all you know is that you want Stefan…and you want him to return that same love…" Klaus's voice echoed in my mind. There was suddenly a flash.
I blinked furiously, feeling dazed and unsure. I glanced around the cemetery, trying to remember why I was there. Then it hit me…Stefan…I was here for Stefan.
I smiled, letting myself turn into my favorite form…the crow. I flew over the treetops, stopping in the woods to feed on a drunk female. I could sense Stefan nearby. After helping myself, I formed back into the crow and waited outside the boarding house.
I watched as Stefan ran in, angered and knowing that I was here. I listened as he told whatever distant nephew was now living here that there was another vampire in the area doing the attacks. I wanted to make an entrance.
Once Stefan was in his room, I perched myself onto the windowsill. His eyes flickered to me and then to the door before he realized what the crow meant. By the time he turned his eyes back to the window, I was standing there, in regular form, just as he remembered me. I smiled warmly "Hello brother."
His eyes held a hatred that could only come from Stefan "Damon," he said in return.
I smiled, staring his body up and down. For some reason, all I could think about was how perfect it looked. His muscular build, his strong features…everything. I shook out the thoughts, finding it strange how I was thinking about my brother in a sexual way. Then again, I wasn't even thinking of him as a brother…he was just Stefan.
"What are you doing here?" Stefan growled, irritated by my presence.
"I missed you," I said, grinning but unsure if it was actually true.
"You left Vicky alive, you know," Stefan scolded me.
Vicky must have been the girl I attacked in the moods "My bad," I said, not able to control my eyes as I scanned Stefan's body. He started to say more words but I couldn't hear them. Something in my head was screaming at me to embrace Stefan, hold him tightly and kiss him. My mind seemed to be screaming that I loved him much more than a brother.
Without warning, I jumped at Stefan, pulling him into my arms. I breathed in the scent which I remembered him most by. I felt him push at me "What the hell, Damon," he hissed.
I held him closer, letting my lips trail the nape of his neck. I felt lightheaded and in that moment, I watched as Stefan drew back before pouncing at me, throwing our bodies through the window. I knew I could slide from beneath him before hitting the ground but I didn't want to. It would be much more fun to let him fall on top of me…to let him think he is stronger than me.
As we landed, Stefan on top, I wrapped my arms around him, holding him in place as I turned to be on top. He squirmed beneath me "Get off," he growled angrily.
"What? You suddenly don't want to fight me?" I teased, poking his nose like I used to do when we were younger.
He snarled angrily, pushing at me with everything he had. I grabbed his wrists and held them down over his head, using the rest of my body to hold down the rest of him. After a few seconds, he stopped struggling. I tilted my head "You will never be stronger than me, Stefan…not as long as you're feeding only on animals."
For some reason, I loved this feeling of power. His eyes pierced hatred at me, making my gut turn. I didn't want him to hate me…all I wanted was for him to love me. I took a deep breath, smelling the sweet and flowery scent of Stefan. It made me feel all warm inside. I closed my eyes and lowered my lips to his neck once more.
I felt his body shudder beneath me as I breathed softly on his skin, brushing my lips delicately along his smooth, porcelain skin. I wondered if the shudder was from pleasure or fear…a year ago, I would have wished it to be fear but now all I wanted was for it to be pleasure. Something didn't feel right. This love I was feeling for Stefan just came out of nowhere…it was unnatural. I didn't care, though. I gently placed a kiss on his neck, allowing my tongue to taste the sweet and salty skin beneath the kiss.
Stefan body shuddered again and I was suddenly thrown off of him "What the hell is your problem, Damon?" he shouted fiercely.
In a daze, I stood up. I shook my head, regaining control "Just letting you know where you stand," I said, smirking. I felt the need to mask the feelings I was having for Stefan.
"Why are you here?" he growled.
"Why are you here?" I asked in return. I paused "It doesn't happen to have anything to do with little Elena now does it?"
I felt a pang as he glared at me. I had no idea why I kept being a jerk if all I wanted was for him to love me. Being an ass would never get me anywhere.
"I'm sorry, Stef," I said, patting him on the back "I'll be good, I promise." I smirked and walked back inside the boarding house. I walked straight up into the room I stayed in whenever I came here. I felt dizzy as I collapsed onto the bed. Why was it that I was feeling this way for Stefan? He was my damn brother. There had to be a logical explanation.
After a few hours of listening to the sounds of the old house and nighttime animals, I sat up, determined to see what Stefan was up to. I was so bored.
I silently opened the door to Stefan's room to find him lying on his stomach, asleep with his head on top of his journal. I couldn't help but smile at how peaceful he looked. All I wanted to do was curl up beside him and let him know how much I loved him…I wanted him to tell me he loved me in return. I walked over to the bed as silent as a ghost and gently lay my body down beside him. I would leave before he woke but I needed these few minutes. I closed my eyes, feeling secure for once in a long time.