You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip.

~Jonathan Carroll

"Damon! I'm going to kill you!" I shouted while ignoring the pain in my throat. My head was shoved into the freezer searching for the ice cream I've been looking forward to all day. It had been a very very very long day and all I wanted to do was come home and eat my ice cream. I woke up with a cold and have been so miserable. I thought I'd just come home and be able to sooth my throat and relax for a while but noooooo. This whole living at the boarding house was a good idea at first till I realized...I'm living with Damon freaking Salvatore! The most annoying person... or vampire that I know. We should have realized this was a disaster waiting to happen. And the disaster today was that he ate my ice cream.

"What did I do now?" I was still peering into the freezer, looking at every shelf to see if maybe I missed it. I didn't even want to look at him right now.

"I-uhh." I gave a humorless laugh and turned towards him. "I had ice cream in here." My voice was scratchy as it came out which my thoughts immediately went to how nice that ice cream would have been at this moment.

"Well how fortunate for you." He smirked at me while crossing his arms and leaning on the door. "It sounds like you could use some with that cold of yours." My glare just intensified.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and went back to searching through the freezer. I even looked through the ice basket just in case. "It's not in here. Where is my ice cream?"

"What makes you think I took your ice cream?" He put on the most innocent face he could muster but I could see right through it.

"Because Stefan doesn't like normal food and that only leaves you and me. I was at school all day."

"I didn't take your ice cream." He was now getting defensive and I knew he ate it. I just knew that lying face by now. I closed the freezer and walked right up to him.

"I was thinking of that ice cream all day."

"Now that is just sad." He mocked me as he casually walked past me and over to the freezer. I watched as he looked through it and then closed it. "You are right. There is no ice cream in here."

"Go buy me ice cream!"

"Why should I have to get you ice cream?" I was not in the mood for him right now and all I wanted to do was shove sand paper down his throat so he would just know how I felt and see if he liked it.

"Because I'm sick and you ate mine."

"I did not eat your ice cream!" He yelled back and just as I was about to respond Stefan came into the kitchen.

"What is going on?" He demanded and we both started talking at the same time, complaining about one another. "You guys are fighting again?" At the same time we both crossed our arms in stubbornness as Stefan took the roll of the angry parent. "How are we going to live like this if you two wont stop arguing over the most ridiculous things."

"He ate my ice cream!"

"She is blaming me for eating her frozen delights!"

"Are you guys kidding me? There are so many other very serious issues going on and this is what you two are fighting about?" We were both quiet but that didn't mean that I wasn't still mad at Damon. "I can't take your fighting anymore. It is making me and the neighbors miserable. It has to end."

"And what are you really going to do about it Stefan?" Damon said cockily. He knew Stefan couldn't really change anything.

"I'm making you guys go to relationship counseling." He stated and I believe my jaw may have grazed the floor. I looked over to Damon who had the same expression for only seconds and then his calm and collective self came back.

"Yea, okay." Damon said sarcastically as he went to walk out of the kitchen.

"Either way you two are going to be going." Stefan's words made Damon stop in his tracks and he gave Stefan a disbelieving look. I would usually support him but Stefan was over his head on this one.

"Are you delusional?" I almost let a laugh escape at the expression on Damon's face.

"Yea, seriously Stefan. I am not going to counseling with... that." I pointed towards Damon and he gave me a sarcastic smile.

"I'm setting an appointment up for the weekend." He said completely ignoring us.

"It's just a waste of your time." Damon muttered as he walked out of the kitchen. So much for a relaxing evening. I took a deep breath and went to turn around back to the fridge but stopped when Damon's head popped up by the door. "Oh and by the way, I so ate your ice cream."

"I knew it!" Without thinking I sprinted out of the kitchen after him completely forgetting about Stefan and my cold.

It had been a day since the ice cream fiasco and Stefan hasn't brought up the counseling again. I was starting to believe he forgot about it, but for some reason in the back of my head I didn't really believe that he did. I was sitting on the couch drinking some soup when I heard someone yell. I then quickly realized that it wasn't just a someone, it was a Damon. I heard him muttering very loudly to himself as he marched down the stairs. I was in the middle of blowing on the soup that was on my spoon when I dropped the spoon all together at seeing a practically naked Damon descend from the stairs. When I realized my mouth was still open from blowing on the soup I quickly shut it and tried to pry my eyes away from Damon.

"Why are you in a towel?" My voice squeaked out but I blamed it on the cold. "And why are you wet?" When trying to avert my eyes from his naked wet chest, I ended up focusing on one bead of water that slowly leaving a trail down to his-.

"Elena!" I suddenly snapped out of it when I realized he has been talking. "Will you ogle me later? Where is your boyfriend?" Boyfriend? Oh Stefan.

"He's umm." I found my voice again and I suddenly noticed it was odd that I haven't seen Stefan since I've been home. "I don't know." I frowned while standing up. I walked over to my purse that was on a table and started to look for my phone. I kept searching but I couldn't find it. "Have you seen my phone?" I asked and and he just gave me a look stating he didn't care about my phone. "I swore it was in here." As I looked through my purse again I noticed something else was missing. "My keys are missing too!"

"Your boyfriend has some explaining to do." Oh no. What did he do?

"Why?" Damon didn't get a chance to respond when the door of the boarding house creaked open. Stefan walked through, looking at the mail in his hands and was completely oblivious to the naked Damon and I staring daggers at him.

"Stefan." Damon shoved out between his teeth.

"Dam- Where are your clothes?" Stefan said as he finally glanced at us.

"You know why clothes aren't even important right now." I glanced back at Damon only for my eyes to land on flesh that was inches away from me.

"Actually clothes would be nice right now Damon. It's less... distracting." My brain was not functioning today, I should know that Damon would over think that statement but I immediately knew something was wrong when he didn't even comment on it. Before I knew what was happening there was a blur and neither Salvatore could be spotted. I could hear rustle and I knew they were fighting. What if that towel fell off? That would be awkward. I tried to find them, telling myself it was just to make sure no one got hurt.

When I did find them they were standing only feet apart and the only thing separating them was a beam of light that snuck through the drape. What was going on?

"In a few minutes when the sun is out of the way, you are dead." I almost flinched at how harsh Damon's words were. I walked next to Damon and looked between the two brothers.

"What is going on?" I asked and I saw Stefan reach into his pocket and pull something out. Two seconds later Damon's hand shot out to grab it but he was suddenly being burned and pulled back. "Stefan..." I said while looking at Damon's hand. "Why did he just sizzle?"

"Damon doesn't shower with his ring on?" Stefan said while smiling and showed that it was Damon's ring that he had in his hand.

"You took my phone and keys, didn't you?"

"You guys will get them back if you just agree to the counseling." He shrugged.

"No way." We both persistently said.

"Oh I think you guys will go. Or Damon will never be able to see sun again and Elena you will be trapped here with Damon the whole time."

"So either way we have to spend time together?" Damon said like he was sentenced to be tortured.

"Hey, I'm not that bad! It's me who is going to suffer." There was a long pause when I finally decided to be grown up about this and just do it. "Fine, we will do it."

"Speak for yourself." I rolled my eyes and glanced back at Damon.

"Do you want to be able to leave this house?" I watched as he gave a glance around.

"Fine." He muttered. "Now give me my ring!"

"I think I'll just hold on to it for now." Stefan said while walking away.

"This is all your fault." I said as I turned towards him.

"My fault? You are the one who wouldn't let the ice cream issue go!"

"Well if you didn't eat my ice cream this wouldn't be a problem!" We continued to argue and it only hit me halfway through that maybe, therapy would be good for us. Or someone was going to end up staked or bit.

AN: Hey guys this is a new story for my writers block. It's going to be a fun story but of course with some serious moments. Tell me what you think and if you have any suggestions feel free to mention them.

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