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1969 was a year unlike any other, the year which saw the first man walk on the moon, a year that the infamous music festival Woodstock took place and ironically for a year where an original vampire and centuries old witch found themselves together near the end of 1969, it was the year in which the U.S. Air Force closed its Project Blue book after concluding there was no evidence of UFO’s, if only they knew the creatures on their own planet were far from strangers to this world…

The Night Before New Year’s Eve, Tuesday 30th December 1969

Elijah Mikaelson was not always by Klaus’ side, in fact during this particular period he had not spoke to nor seen his brother in quite some time, having given up hope on him after centuries spent attempting to redeem him, following yet another sibling being daggered by Klaus, Elijah had cut all ties with him, or so he thought until he found himself in a quiet bar in New York City, listening to a jukebox play “Black Magic Woman” by Fleetwood Mac when history walked in through the front doors in the form of Kayne Black who was rightly dressed for that time period in a bright blue fringed suede jacket a black top and eye grabbing bright rainbow colored bell bottom trousers. “Never did I think I would see the day you had given into the fashion trends of this current century.” Elijah stated, as he sped his way over to stand in front of Kayne. “Of all the decades to choose to update ones wardrobe you choose this one?” “I have you know Elijah that I have been quite the trendsetter for a long time now, makes the prey easier to catch if you look exactly like them.” Kayne replied to him. “Besides, it is quite the year to celebrate I mean I thought my sisters and I could no wonderous things and here the humans go putting a man on the moon.” “Prey? Since when are you something of a predator?” Elijah questioned what he believed at the time to be the only brother of the Black family of witches. “How do you think I get to stay so young and hot?” Kayne told the noble original, filled with his own confidence. “I learned a trick or two from this guy my sister has her eye on about draining a human or two to stay young.” “If you are here to hunt me down then I’d advise you walk right back out of that door before I kill you…if you are here to hunt my brother down, I have no idea where he is, nor do I want to know.” Elijah warned him. “I’m a fool for love not a fool entirely Elijah, besides, I too am not talking to my siblings mostly because Rose is sleeping any aging away and we cut ties with Bella a century or two ago.” Kayne informed the brother of the man he once loved. “I came here to drink Elijah, the fact you seem to be the only other customer in this place is purely coincidental or perhaps karma taking yet another swipe at me.” “I came here to drink too!” Elijah replied with a smile on his face, shocked by the strange circumstances in which he had found himself in the same bar as a witch he had not seen in an exceptionally long time. “Well then Elijah because you’re such a noble man I guess you will be paying for the first round, and if you expect to have any company tonight, I suggest you keep compelling the bartender to play some more of those glorious magicians Fleetwood Mac.” Kayne demanded, as he began to walk over to the bar counter, Elijah unable to help but smile at the sheer lack of fear this witch still had over him and his family, unlike many others.

As the night continued with just an original, a witch and a bartender within a quiet little dive bar, Elijah Mikaelson and Kayne Black found themselves enjoying each other’s company reminiscing over the days in which their two families once lived together in a castle in the woods, sharing stories of their siblings and the terrible things each of the Mikaelsons and Black’s had committed since the two families were last together and before they knew it they both began to realise that they never wanted that night to end. “I must admit I love this song; I reckon one day it is going to be a classic!” Kayne confessed just as the song Space Oddity by David Bowie began playing on the jukebox, before standing up from his chair and beginning to slow dance to the music, much to Elijah’s amusement. Elijah looked over at Kayne, giggling away at his ridiculous attempts at dancing, before downing his drink, placing it on the counter, standing up from his chair, and walking over to the witch, more than ready to show him how to dance. Elijah grabbed a hold of Kayne’s right arm and placed it round his waist, then placed the other arm on his shoulder before giving Kayne a seductive smile and beginning to dance with him, the two finding themselves looking into each other’s eyes, reluctantly beginning to realize that they were trapped in a cliché moment considered romantic but instead of choosing to fight it the two gave into that moment. Elijah decided to resist no longer as he leaned in towards Kayne ready to plant a kiss on him, ready to feel the touch of Kayne’s lips against but before he got a chance, Kayne pushed away, removing his hands from Elijah’s body. “I think we may have lost ourselves for a moment Elijah, the last time we were near each other we barely talked and now we’re almost kissing?” Kayne told him. “There are so many things wrong with this including the fact I’m somewhat married to another.” “You’re married?” Elijah asked in shock. “You never said you were married; you would think you would find a way to word it in a long with everything else we have spent this evening talking about.” “It’s more of a power play my sister suggested than an actual marriage, or perhaps it is some kind of marriage in the eyes of witches, but it is most definitely not love…I gave up on that a long time ago after your brother broke my heart.” Kayne confessed, being more honest with Elijah than he had been with anyone in a long time. “All that aside I should most definitely not be alone with you in a bar, on a night like this, dancing away with you, touching you…kissing you.” “But that’s exactly where we are…that’s exactly what is happening.” Elijah stated the obvious, as he pulled Kayne’s body back in towards his own. “It’s one night, just the two of us, I do not need to be Elijah, nor do you need to be Kayne Black, the brother of two wicked witches.” Kayne knew that giving into temptation with Elijah was wrong for multiple reasons but in that moment, he did not care and this time he pulled Elijah’s body in closer to his as the two finally shared their first kiss, a kiss which was swiftly followed by another and then another, until their tongues began crashing against the others, as the witch and the original began ripping each other’s clothes off right in that very bar, not caring about the compelled bartender who was also there.

New Year’s Eve, Wednesday 31st December 1969

Kayne Black had gone through a lot over the centuries since he and his sisters left that castle in the woods, deciding to leave their dysfunctional overly co-dependent relationship behind, only seeing each other a handful of times over the century, one of those times being when his eldest sister Annabella Black convinced him to enter a marriage like contractor with a powerful witch in hopes of reclaiming some of their former glory amongst the witches, only for nothing to go from that union other than a deep friendship. Since then, he had been travelling the world returning to Greece from time to time to reunite with his husband on occasion, while living a life free from anyone else, free from mortality, free from family ties, and free from love, until one night spent with Elijah Mikaelson began to change things for him, if only for a course of a few days, particularly the last days of the year 1969. It was New Year’s Eve, and Kayne decided to write off the previous night he had wound up spending with Elijah as nothing more than a drink filled lustful night shared between two lonely souls, hoping Elijah had left New York for a family reunion before New Year’s Day he decided to stay within his hotel room until he heard a knock at the door which changed his plans of doing nothing. He walked over to the door expecting it to either be housekeeping or some form of room service only to open the door to find a bouquet of flowers beneath his feet, to which he reluctantly chose to pick up, open the card and read the note which read… “What do you say to another night of choosing to be anything other than ourselves? If your answer is yes, meet me on the rooftop of this hotel before midnight, if you do not show before then, then we will always have yesterday. Sincerely, not Elijah Mikaelson.” Kayne knew the last thing he should do is make anything more complicated between himself and the Mikaelson family, he knew he should go anywhere but that rooftop, but he also knew that nothing was stopping him from not going for a secret rendezvous with Elijah, wanting nothing more than to forget who he was for yet another night, or perhaps wanting nothing more than to spend another night with Elijah.

New Year’s Day, Thursday 1st January 1970

Kayne Black and Elijah Mikaelson were playing a dangerous game, knowing both their families would be beyond furious if they had found out, but that just seemed to make their Romeo and Juliet style dalliance even more intoxicating and irresistible to them both, as they met on the rooftop of a hotel building within New York City, two minutes after midnight, ready to break in the new year together. “These kinds of nights are the best for reckless youths just waiting to have their lives drained right out of them.” Kayne said as he walked onto the hotel rooftop, to find Elijah stood near the ledge holding two glasses of champagne, with a delighted smile on his face. “I remember you, who used to lose yourself within a book, you who managed to admire the beauty within everything including those treacherous woods that only you would willingly find yourself lost in.” Elijah reminded the witch as he handed him a glass of champagne. “Did Niklaus really do that much of a number on you, is he really the reason that beautiful heart of yours has become so…black?” “I hated that bloody castle our sister Annabella forced Primrose and I to endure for far too long, the woods however, was my only refuge away from their constant bickering, the woods were my salvation…still are from time to time.” Kayne admitted to the noble original vampire as he took a drink from his glass. “As for the darkness of my heart your brother Niklaus cannot claim all of it, although I bet, he still does…no, my greatest love was my family, each of them has broken me beyond repair much more than I care to admit.” “I know a thing or two about family breaking every little bit of hope one can have but still had your family not already done most of their damage before I met you? Why the dramatic change now? After all these years?” Elijah continued to question Kaye, as he too enjoyed his own glass of champagne. “My sisters have committed many horrifying acts upon not only each other but myself too and yet the most treacherous, the most soul defying, was leaving me all alone…just when I thought my heart could not break anymore, they destroyed what remained and now nothing but a monster who literally kills to live stands before you.” Kayne confessed with a great sense of sadness, as tears began forming in his eyes. “I do not see a monster before me…well no more a monster than I.” Elijah replied before leaning in and kissing Kayne tenderly. “You may see this as a sudden dalliance coming from a lonely night, but I have admired you since the day I met you, perhaps even more so now that I can fully see all of you, know all of you…” “For a night where we are meant to be anything but ourselves you sure are being Elijah and you are most definitely making me Kayne.” Kayne joked with the handsome vampire who stood before him. “Then how about we turn a night of being anything other than people bound to our blood ties to a lifetime?” Elijah propositioned the powerful witch. “Let us free ourselves from the shackles of our families and try being happy together?”

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