Chapter One

"The Chinese Fortune"

"Oh c'mon guys. It'll be fun! It's Chinese Food!"

"Fun?" scoffed Damon. "I won't be sitting for hours in some stupid restaurant watching you two snuggle up together and confess your undying boring love for each other."

Elena rolled her eyes and Stefan scowled. "Damon will just end up eating our waitress anyway and ruining everything." He retorted.

"Will not." pouted Damon.

Elena huffed and decided that this was going nowhere. She decided on a different approach. "Please? For me?" She looked at both of the brothers with large pleading eyes, knowing, guiltily, that neither of them could resist. And, simultaneously, both of their faces softened.

"Fine." said Damon. "But only for you. Not for that bunny murderer over there."

"Please, none of that tonight. We just need to relax. No fighting or killing or compelling or vampires."

"Uh…"

"You know what I mean."

"Seriously Elena." Damon said, taking a step closer. "Why not dump this loser and let it be just be you and me. We'd have a lot more fun without him brooding over the sushi."

"And we'd have a lot more fun without you flirting with everything that moves." Stefan snarled.

"See?" Elena cried. "This is why we're doing this. I'm sick of you two fighting like little kids! Just get over it already! You're vampire brothers who were screwed by the same bitch. End of story."

Stefan sighed. "I'm sorry Elena. Damon's just so…"

"Undeniably amazing." finished Damon. Elena glared at him and he threw up his hands in a helpless gesture. "Well let's go then. I am hungry." He winked at Elena and strode out the door.

"Behave." muttered Elena to Stefan who was looking murderous.

"I will. Right after I stake him." He took a step forward and Elena grabbed his arm.

"Stefan! One night."

"Fine. One night."

"If you could see that I'm the one who understands you! Been here all along, so why can't you see-eee you belong with me-eee! You belong with me."

Stefan buried his face in his hands. He wondered if it was too late to back out now. Damon had insisted on driving, and, of course, Elena was in the front seat, with Stefan moping in the backseat. The radio was turned up to an obscene volume, with Elena and Damon singing happily along. It was disgusting.

"So then," Damon was saying after the song, a signature smirk on his face. "It rained, and there was mud and topless girls everywhere."

Elena, to his surprise, laughed. "Stop messing around!" She smacked him on the arm and Damon suddenly swerved the wheel. "Damon! Be careful!" Damon steadied the wheel quickly. Was he blushing?

"We weren't ever in any trouble. I'm an expert driver." Damon added quickly. Stefan snorted. "You got something to say Stephanie?"

"Stephanie? Really?" Stefan asked.

"Well you do act like a girl on her period. Dear diary, Damon is such a jerk. He's always so mean to me." He mocked in a high girlish voice.

"If there's one of us that acts like a girl on their period it's you Damon." Stefan countered. "My love for Katherine was real!"

"Oh look at that!" Elena interrupted quickly. "We're here! Just turn there Damon." Damon obeyed and swung into a parking spot without slowing down. "God Damon!" Elena cried, easing her death grip on the edge of the seat. He threw a smirk at her.

"Expert remember?" he said as Elena slowed her breathing. He and Stefan were out of the car before she could blink, and she jumped as they both appeared outside her door.

"Here Elena, let me get the door-" Stefan began, he reached for the door, but was suddenly thrown out of the way. Damon opened the door, his eyes flashing. He held out his hand. Elena pushed Damon away and ran to Stefan.

"Are you…?"

"Yeah. Fine." Stefan groaned slightly as he stood up.

"Damon what the hell? Tonight's supposed to be…"

"Yeah yeah I know. Us making up and being friends again. Yipee."

"Good then let's go." She grabbed Stefan's hand and all but dragged him away from Damon. They all walked to the restaurant and Damon was impressed. It was large and expensive looking. It suddenly explained Elena's fancy attire. His black leather jacket and jeans stood out, but he didn't care.

Why had he agreed to this in the first place? Oh, right. Elena. He studied her now. She was holding hands with Stefan, and he was surprised how much that hurt. But he would never let that show.

"Seating for four, please" Elena's voice jerked him out of his thoughts.

The host eyed Elena with a look Damon knew too well. "It's an hour wait babe." He said. "If you want to do something more interesting that can be arranged ." He winked at her and leaned closer. Elena looked disgusted while Stefan looked confused. Was he blind? Did he not see how stunning Elena was tonight?

"Hey." Damon said softly. The man turned to him. "Get us a table now. I don't care what you have to do." The man nodded and started to go, but Damon caught his shoulder. "And stay away from Elena, or I swear, I will rip your head off so fast you won't have enough to time to regret your worthless life." He shoved him away after a hard glare.

Elena frowned at Damon. "Did you have to compel him? Remember what I-"

"What no thank you?" Damon asked, an eyebrow raised.

"I can take care of myself, thank you."

Damon smirked. "Of course you can angel."

Stefan cleared his throat loudly. Elena blinked and took a step back; she hadn't realized how close she had gotten to Damon, who was now smirking.

"Let's just go. Our table's ready." Elena mumbled. They followed her to table, with an angry looking family leaving. Elena glared at Damon again as the complaining family got pushed out of the restaurant by a dazed looking man.

As a little boy gave Stefan a strange look Damon whispered "He killed the Easter Bunny." The boy looked at Stefan and began to cry.

"What?" asked Stefan. "Are you okay?" The boy smiled and kicked Stefan in the crotch, and ran back after his family.

"Take that you Easter Bunny killer!" he cried, and stuck his tounge out. Stefan was kneeled over in pain, his eyes watering."C'mon you wuss." said Damon. He dragged Stefan up. Stefan glared, but said nothing. They slid into a booth in the dimly lit corner of the room. Elena slid in first, followed by Stefan , who nonchalantly pushed Damon to the other side. Damon slid in, and smirked.

"So who's our fourth person? Stefan's pet squirrel?"

Elena smiled involuntarily. "Nope. Bonnie is."

Damon stood up. "And now I'm leaving."

"Damon! Sit down! You agreed! Besides, it's too late. Here she comes now."

Damon looked desperate. "She tried to kill me, Elena! She set me on fire! You can't honestly believe that I would…"

"Elena?" Bonnie appeared at the table, a confused look on her face. She was wearing a short black dress, her hair in a tight bun. "What are…they doing here? I thought it was just gonna be Caroline and us."

Elena smiled sheepishly. "Change of plans?" she suggested.

"Wow. I just realized I have lots of homework to do so, I really have to get going…"

"Bonnie! Not you too! I can't stand all this fighting! We're friends, and we have to at least pretend to like each other if we want to stop Katherine from whatever she's doing."

Damon sniffed. "How touching, Elena."

Bonnie glared at him. "I'm sorry Elena. I just refuse to be anywhere near him. He's a killer."

"Bonnie please? It's only going to be an hour."

Bonnie sighed. "Whatever. But I'm not sitting next to him."

"Ouch." Whistled Damon.

"Or Stefan sorry."

Elena rolled her eyes. "Fine. Stefan can you sit next to Damon?"

Stefan eyed her speculatively. "Do you want me to kill him?"

"Not if I burn him alive first and serve him as the main course." Bonnie growled.

Damon looked amused. "I know you want to eat me." Suddenly, he keeled over in pain, his hands pressed to his temples.

"Guys! Seriously! Can we get through one dinner without killing each other? We haven't even sat down yet!" Elena screamed. Damon collapsed, and rubbed his head.

"Hello!" The four all jumped in unison. A small, Asian lady was smiling happily at them. "Can I get you something to eat?" Stefan sighed and sat next to Damon, who wrinkled his nose in disgust. Bonnie slid in next to Elena. "Yeah. Um, sure." They all studied the menus and read out what they first saw. The waitress wrote it down and happily chattered away.

"Kung Pao, Damon? You sure you can handle it?" Bonnie asked as the waitress came back with their meals.

Damon glared at her and picked up his chopsticks. He scooped up an exaggerated amount of meat and rice and popped it in his mouth. He smiled as he chewed and swallowed. "See? I'm.." His face contorted. "Oh shit! That's hot!" He flew up and downed Elena's water as they all laughed. He glared at them and sat down.

"I hate you all."

"We know." Laughed Stefan.

Elena was still giggling as she picked up her chopsticks, but the smile fell from her face as she fumbled with them.

"Need help, sweetheart?" Damon asked.

"No I'm…"

"Here…" Damon said. "You put one hand here, and wrap this finger here…and put your thumb there. Now try. " Stefan and Bonnie didn't fail to notice how his fingers lingered on hers.

"Oh! It worked! Thanks Damon." Their eyes met, and she looked down quickly.

"Damon..." Stefan warned.

"Just drop it Stefan." Elena said.

"What? Don't let him manipulate you Elena." Bonnie said, and Stefan nodded.

"He's not manipulating me!"

"Now you're protecting him?"

"Maybe I…"

"Would you need anything else?" It was the waitress again, and everyone unconsciously leaned back.

"No thanks." muttered Elena. The waitress narrowed her eyes, but walked away.

The rest of the dinner was eaten in silence, with a few futile attempts at small talk. Finally, their waitress came with their check. "Here you go! And yes! Don't forget your fortune cookie!" She gave them all a strange look as she placed one cookie in the middle of the table. "Have a nice night." She said, and quickly walked away.

"I love fortune cookies." Bonnie said, and picked it up."I used to know what they would say before I'd open them. But they are a bunch of crap. I'm better." She ripped off the plastic wrapping, and the tan cookie fell into her palm.

Bonnie stared at it for a moment, and frowned. Then, slowly, she snapped open the fortune cookie. Bonnie pulled out the fortune and began to read.

"Four different souls and four different destinies.

Denial could lead to eternal love or heartbreak.

Be not afraid in what you do,

Love who's right or you could be trapped evermore."

There was a short silence as everyone pondered this. Then Damon smirked. "That makes no sense. It's just a piece of paper. Can we leave now? Steffie's paying right?" Stefan rolled his eyes and the tense atmosphere was broken.

"Yeah let's go." Elena said. "Can you drive us home?"

"Sure. If I drive this time." Stefan said

"Yeah right." Damon snorted. They all laughed uneasily as they exited the resturaunt, unaware of the pair of black eyes watching their process.

Damon yawned as he got up, feeling strangely heavy. He rubbed his head, and it did feel bigger. Weird. Was he wasted last night? Why did he feel so strange? A shower would help. He swung out of bed and almost fell over. Yeah, he was drunk. He dragged himself to his bathroom and splashed his face with water. As he reached for a towel, something in the mirror caught his eye.

"Oh shit" he muttered, as a pair of green eyes stared from the mirror.

Stefan.

He was Stefan.

So did you like? Yes, it was inspired by freaky Friday! Loved that movie! Should I just stop it? Dumb idea? Good? Should I have Bonnie and Elena switch places too? Tell me! Please review!