Chapter Thirteen

"Would you like some wine?"The waiter asked Alisha."Yes please. I'd love some."Klaus placed his fingertips under her chin, so she would look up, into his eyes.

"Would you like me to take away your compulsion for pain?""No! I, uh I mean... no. I don't want that. I don't want to feel the bad parts of it. It feels so good and I don't want to ruin that. Besides, that is the only reason you have me around. Right?" She looked back down to her wine, as the waiter brought over their food.

"Alisha, will you go on a walk with me?""But, the waiter just brought us our food.""It will be fine.""Ok."She got up, and he took her hand to lead her outside. They took a walk to a small bridge, over looking a lake.

"Alisha, how do you feel about me.""What do you mean?" "It mean, when you look at me, how do you feel?""I, honestly don't really know. I don't understand it really. I mean, I feel like I should hate you but I dont. When I look at you, sometimes you make me happy. You are pretty nice to look at you know."Klaus chuckled.

"But, sometimes you make me mad too. I mean, you did kill my sister. How can you even look at me? Knowing you killed her. Don't you feel bad?""Of course I feel bad. But I didn't used to. I just, always knew this would happen. One day I'd find the next doppelganger and I'd have to kill her. No feelings or care ever had to be involved. I never thought I'd develop feelings for one."

His eyes suddenly got wide, as he just realized what he had said.

"You did what? Klaus, what are you saying?""I didn't mean to say that. I mean, I guess I do."He gently swept some fallen hair behind her ears, and became very close to her face. She could feel his breath and smell the mint on it. All she felt at that moment, was desire. She wanted to feel his lips again. She wanted to taste him. And she wanted him to drink from her.

"Klaus, would you like to bite me right now?""Well, thats an odd question. Do you want me to?"Well, actually... yes. I'd very much like you to."

She pulled down the blouse from her shoulder, as he neared her. He closed his eyes, as she could feel the desire from him as well. She needed this. Just as much as he did and when he finally pierced her skin, she was completely lost to her desires. She wanted more. She needed more. She grabbed his face from her skin, and pressed his lips to hers. Hard, and rough. She could taste her own blood in her mouth but she didn't care. She wanted him.

"Klaus, take me home.""Anything for you love."