It's strange how quick his life changed in the past weeks since meeting Kurt.

They've been on countless dates in the past four weeks.  The dates ranging from going to upscale restaurants or to simply walking along a sidewalk enjoying the simple foods and activities.  But, Blaine can't even compare them all to Kurt flying him to L.A. for the weekend on a whim.  He told him he was bored and felt like getting away for a few days, saying he was taking him because he didn't want to go alone.  They ended up having more fun than Blaine thought they would.

Now that they've reached the comfortableness of being around each other, that's where they always seem to find themselves.  Whether it be just sitting across from each other while on a date or him sitting on the couch while Kurt lies across it, feet resting in his lap, as they silently read books--often stealing glances at the other.  But Blaine doesn't care what they're doing as long as he's in close proximity of Kurt.

He loves being able to go up to him and wrap his arms around him and pull him in for an unexpected kiss.  He always smiles when Kurt squeaks in surprise at that before kissing back; kissing him like he's starved for the closeness that comes with it.

That's how he finds himself kissing Kurt goodnight for the past half hour.  With no reason to leave and go home to an empty apartment, he loosens his hold on Kurt's slim waist and slides his fingers under his shirt.  Skin soft and smooth under his fingers; dragging them over his lower stomach, Blaine smiles against Kurt kiss-swollen lips when he whines low in his throat.  Moving his hands to Kurt's lower back, he slides them up until he stops on his shoulder blades.

"Can...Can I see them again?" he nervously asks, hoping Kurt doesn't think it's weird he's asking.

Kurt's reply is to lift his arms above his head and smile.

Grabbing the material of Kurt's shirt in his hand, Blaine slowly begins to lift it.  Enjoying as inch-by-inch of Kurt's flawless skin is revealed, Blaine pulls the shirt off once it comes up to Kurt's wrists.  Knowing this is meant for something else, Blaine still can't resist running his fingers down his chest and over barely defined muscles of his stomach, making Kurt moan.

Taking a few steps back, and enjoying the view of Kurt in his perfectly fitted jeans, Blaine is still awed by the beauty of Kurt's wings when he opens them to his side.

Hooking his finger through one of Kurt's belt loops, Blaine pulls him forward and closes the space between them.  Capturing his lips in a heated kiss, Blaine splays his hands below where Kurt's wings are and presses him even closer to him.

He's kissed plenty of guys before; some kisses were great, and some he wished never happened.  But kissing Kurt is so much more than all those kisses.  Kissing him is feeling like they're the reason the kiss was created, so they could do this.

"You're so beautiful."  Blaine kisses down Kurt's neck as he tips his head back.

Placing open-mouthed kisses down Kurt's chest, Blaine surprises him by flicking his tongue over the hardened nub of one of his nipples.  Grinning when one of Kurt's hands threads through his hair and tugs and he whines low in his throat, Blaine does it again, getting the same reaction.  Seeing Kurt's wings droop out of the corner of his eyes when he does that, Blaine knows how much this is turning him on.  Standing up and capturing Kurt's mouth in a heated kiss, feeling him hard against his thigh, Blaine knows he needs to stop before anything happens.

Breaking the kiss, both of them panting; looking at Kurt's red, swollen lips, Blaine traces his finger over them, smiling when Kurt kisses the pad.

"I need to go."  He strokes his thumb over the blush staining Kurt's cheek.

"O-...Okay," Kurt stutters out, looking flushed and happy.

"See you tomorrow?" he asks, watching as Kurt folds his wings in.

"Yes...Tomorrow."

Walking with Kurt to the front door, and kissing him once more, Blaine leaves with the urge for the next day to already be upon them so he can see Kurt again.

~

After Blaine leaves, Kurt closes the door and sags against it; unable to believe how he was feeling...is still feeling.  The touch of Blaine's soft lips to his skin made a spark of a flame ignite under his skin and send pleasure coursing through his veins.  It's something he's never experienced and understands why humans seek it out sometimes.  It's intoxicating in a way that he could get lost in the feeling all the time.  And now that he's had a taste he wants it over and over and over again.

~

Walking to his car after eating dinner a couple nights later, he doesn't notice the man behind him catching up to him.

Feeling someone grab around his arm and hold him tight, he isn't sure what is happening or how to respond.

"I'm not going to kill you, so don't scream."  He hears an icy voice say.  "I just want to talk."

Being pushed down an alleyway, he turns around to see a man who looks to be a few years older than him and almost as beautiful as Kurt.  But something about him screams wrong to Blaine.  The way he's dressed makes it obvious he's rich and powerful.  His three piece black suit perfectly fitting and showing off his body.

But it's his eyes that frighten Blaine the most.  They seem to be black and filled with anger as they stay trained on him.

"Who are you?"  Blaine asks through a quivering voice.

"Let us not waste time on trivial things like that at the moment."  The man says, pushing his jacket back and placing his hand in one of the pockets of his pants.

~

Kurt always thought it was funny that Sebastian assumed he could surprise or outdo him.  For years, he tried by doing wild and crazy things, always upset when it never worked.  Kurt said it was no use trying when he was smarter and more powerful than him, and surprising him was something he would never accomplish.

That is why he wasn't surprised when Sebastian moved to New York almost immediately after he did.  He didn't need to see him to know, after knowing someone for that long, his actions become almost predictable to him.  He has yet to see him, and has no desire to change that soon.

But at that moment, Kurt knows Sebastian is in close proximity of Blaine (he doesn't know how, but he knows.)  He also knows this has something to do with the fact that he's finally with Blaine; knowing Sebastian has never liked him.  He always knew, in Sebastian's eyes, that with Blaine being a human, he wasn't worthy of his love.

Abandoning his original copy of Wuthering Heights, he huffs out of anger and annoyance at Sebastian thinking he can get away with this.  Quickly putting on shoes, he goes to his backyard and spreads his wings out, ready to come face-to-face with the man he wishes he could avoid.

~

"Why are you so special to him?"  The man sneers, glaring at Blaine.

"I don't know wha-"

"You...a human.  I'm an angel of God, beautiful, powerful, and ever living.  You are nothing."

All of a sudden, Blaine sees a figure drop down in front of him, partially blocking his view of the man.  Seeing white wings spread out and protecting him, he knows Kurt is here to protect him.  It's in that moment that he knows Kurt will always be there in his times of trouble, be there to protect him when he can't do it alone.

"Get away from him, Sebastian!"  Kurt spits out, anger lacing his voice.

"I just wanted to talk with him."  The man, Sebastian, says, trying to sound polite but voice filled with jealousy as he talks.

"Why?  He's of no importance to you," Kurt says, taking a step forward.

"I wanted to meet the person you're giving up forever for, Kurt."  The way Sebastian says Kurt's name fills Blaine with jealousy, and he can easily tell Sebastian is in love with him.  "I want to meet the person better than me in your eyes.  I have to say, I expected more from him."  Blaine can hear the disgust in Sebastian's voice as he talks about him, seeing him look at him with anger and hatred in his eyes.  He looks at him like he's trash that needs to be thrown away.

"No one will ever be good enough in your eyes," Kurt says with an edge to his voice.  "It was never meant to be for us, Sebastian.  Why can't you accept that?"

"Because, together we would have been powerful and unstoppable.  We could have been in His favor for good."  Sebastian explains, Blaine seeing a glint in his eyes as he talks about what could have been. 

"I am an in His favor.  He has loved me even more since I fought for Him."

"I can tell.  He let you come down, that I am surprised by.  Letting you out of His sight."

"He knew my reason and accepted it.  He said He had no control of what choices I made," Kurt says with love in his voice as he talks about who Blaine can easily guess is God.  "Why can't you accept it?"

"Because, I have loved you for a very long time, Kurt," Sebastian says with pure honesty, Blaine getting a glimmer of the niceness that resides in Sebastian.  "And if it wasn't for...him," he spits out, Blaine seeing him look to him for a split second.  "We could have been together."

"Maybe," Kurt huffs out, dropping his wings the slightest.  "But I have known forever what my choice was and you can't do anything to change it."

"We'll see about that," Sebastian says, voice laced with malice and anger.  "It's good seeing you again, Kurt."  Blaine gets angry, wanting to punch him, when Sebastian smiles and winks at Kurt.

"I can't say the same," Kurt replies, voice dripping with dread, wings sticking out straight like before.  Blaine can see Kurt's back and shoulders tense, hands gripping his sides tight as he stares at Sebastian.  "Don't come near him again!"  Kurt warns; Blaine can hear the threat of injury, or worse, at the repercussion of Sebastian ignoring Kurt in his voice as he talks.

"Don't worry.  I want nothing more to do with your human."

Even though he greatly hates him, Blaine stares in awe when Sebastian opens his charcoal black wings.  They are beautiful, but nothing like Kurt's wings, and smaller in size.  It's almost appropriate that they are black, Blaine thinks, considering all he can see in Sebastian is anger and evil and pure hatred for him.

He watches as Sebastian soars into the sky and flies away.

Looking to Kurt when he finally turns around and focuses his attention on him, he stares as he tucks his wings back in, making them disappear.  Taking a few steps back when Kurt walks toward him, holding out his hands, it's the first time he's been terrified of Kurt.

Just hearing and seeing him act like that with another angel makes everything Thompson told him all that more real.  Even though seen with his own eyes, it's still hard for Blaine to wrap his head around the fact that the gorgeous, young man standing in front of him was once a soldier in a war that had him killing angels like Sebastian.

"Blaine, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you," Kurt tells him, Blaine hearing a hint of guilt and sadness in his voice.

"I just need a moment," Blaine says, taking a few more steps back.

He turns his back to Kurt, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths.  Placing his hands on his hips, he tilts his head back and stares at the darkening sky.  He watches the darkness of the clouds as they slowly drift along, some passing across the moon and blocking it for a few moments before reappearing.

It's strange for him to look at the sky the same now.  It seems to hold even more questions and secrets even more now than it did before.

"Can we get out of here and talk?" he asks, wanting to get away from where he's at as quick as possible.

"Sure," Kurt says, taking a few steps toward Blaine.  "My house?"

"That's fine.  My car is right around the corner."

~

Dropping his school bag and shrugging out of his coat, Blaine walks to Kurt's living room, exhaustedly sitting down and dropping his head in his hands.  He feels the couch dip when Kurt sits next to him, flinching when he places his hand on his back.

"Blaine, it's fine.  It's only me," Kurt says in a soothing voice.

"Who was that?"

"Sebastian," Kurt answers.

"That's your friend?"  Blaine asks shocked, not seeing any kind of friendliness between the two of them.

"We were once friends in heaven for many, many years.  Yes."

"What happened?"  Blaine asks, curious to the reason for their falling out.

"The war happened," Kurt says above a whisper.  Blaine thinks Kurt must see the look of confusion on his face because he continues to talk.  "When Lucifer turned against God, many angels sided with him.  They stood behind him and the things he was fighting for.  Sebastian was one of them, and tried to get me to fight along-side him.  I refused and told him that what he was doing was wrong.  When the war finally erupted, I fought for many years, killing many I use to call my friend.  At one point, I had Sebastian under my blade but couldn't kill him because I still saw my best friend.  After Lucifer lost and fell, all his army fell with him, including Sebastian."

"How long ago was that?"  Blaine interrupts him, shocked about everything he's hearing.

"Many, many millenniums ago.  I don't know the exact years."

"If they fell, what are you doing here?"

"He let us choose if we wanted to walk among humans for some time with the opportunity to return later.  I only came down about three hundred years ago."

"I don't understand.  Why, and how, are some angels now humans?"

"Well, when they were down here, many began to fall in love with humans.  It was somehow figured out what it would take to give up our immortality, and those who fell in love made the choice."

"Is this the first time you've seen Sebastian?"

"Since being down?  Yes."

"He's deeply in love with you, isn't he?"

"Yes," Kurt replies.

"Did the two of you, Sebastian and you, did you, I don't know...have a thing?"  Blaine can practically hear his voice dripping with jealousy at the thought of Kurt and Sebastian having something beyond a friendship.

"No," Kurt replies shaking his head and smiling at Blaine.  "The most we ever did was share a kiss."

"Why'd you kiss him if you knew how you felt?"

"I was being irrational and stupid.  For some time, I had been thinking it was stupid to wait so long for someone when I had somebody I knew loved me by my side all the time.  I decided, maybe, it wasn't a bad idea to see if I was wrong about Sebastian.  But when I kissed him, I felt nothing.  I only felt how wrong it was and that I was right in my feelings toward him all along.  I loved him, but as a brother and best friend."

"How did Sebastian take it?"  Blaine asks, not knowing why he feels pride and joy at hearing Kurt reject Sebastian.

"He said he understood, but a few centuries later we had our falling out.  I knew, and still kind of know, my refusal of him was a part of what pushed him to do what he did."

Blaine sits there for a few minutes absorbing everything Kurt just told him.  Hearing it still makes it hard to believe the young man sitting next to him is thousands of years old.

"How old are you, Kurt?"

"What?"  Kurt laughs, scooting a few inches closer to Blaine.  "What brought that question on?"

"I just want to get to know the person who loves me better."  Blaine scoffs, moving his hand away when Kurt tries to reach for it, seeing the hurt that crosses his face when he does.  "So, how old are you?"

"I don't know," Kurt answers in a deadpan of a voice.

"Guess."

"More than a few thousand years, I'm unsure.  Keeping time in heaven was something we didn't do; it was pointless when we live forever.  It's only after humans started keeping it did we start it ourselves.  What else?"

"How many angels did you kill?"

"Hundreds," Kurt answers with a trembling voice.  "And I hated myself every time I did."

"How did you know the prophecy would come true?  How did you know I would be...born?"

"For some time I wasn't sure it would come true.  I was putting my hope in a few words spoken after I came to be.  But after the war, He wanted to amend me for fighting for Him.  He told me when you would be born and when we would meet."

"That's why you were in the bar that night?"

"Yes," Kurt responds, trying once again to reach for Blaine's hand, and Blaine letting him take it this time.

Blaine takes a deep breath, preparing to ask his next question.  It's one that has been bugging him for awhile.  Looking to Kurt, and into his blue eyes, he asks, "How long have you been watching me?"

He feels Kurt's hand twitch in his, holding it tight when he tries to take it out of his.  Looking on Kurt's face, he sees the fear in his eyes, scared of what Blaine will think of him.  "It's fine, Kurt, I won't get mad."

"Since you were born," Kurt whispers, Blaine barely able to hear his response.  "I used to sing to you at night while you were in your crib, you loved it; it always seemed to help you fall asleep.  We met once when you were six, actually.  You fell off the monkey bars and scraped your knee and were crying for your mom.  I took you by your hand and led you to her.  I was there for high school, as well.  Just behind the curtains, I guess you could say."

"What did you do then?"  Blaine asks curiously.

"I protected you, like always," Kurt replies, smiling at him and letting a tear roll down his face.  "After the Sadie Hawkins dance when those guys beat you up, which I'll never forgive myself for not being there that night, I found out who they were and, I guess you could say, I had a...not so friendly chat with them."

"How'd they react?" 

"They were all scared.  Although, one was brave and tried to hit me, which made me angry, so I, sort of, on purpose, broke his wrist," Kurt says biting his lower lip and smiling.

"What about my relationships?  Did you interfere at all?"

"No," Kurt sternly replies; Blaine sees a hint of jealousy in his eyes.  "I didn't particularly like any of the guys, but I didn't do anything about it.  Though, I will say I gave you the nudge you needed to leave the one that cheated on you."

"How?"

"NYU," Kurt replies.

"You're the reason I got in."  Blaine isn't sure how he should feel about that.

"No," Kurt shakes his head.  "You had already been accepted.  I simply had them send the letter a few weeks early."

"I never understood why I got my letter when I did.  Makes sense now that you tell me that."  Blaine looks at Kurt and smiles at him.  "I guess I should thank you for giving me a reason to breakup with him when I did."

"No thanks needed.  But I'm, selfishly I might add, glad you did."

Blaine chuckles at that, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Kurt's soft, pink ones.  Once again feeling a surge of passion go through him, Blaine pulls Kurt onto his lap and wraps his arms around his waist.  Arms wrap around his neck and Kurt deepens the kiss, humming in happiness.

Hearing Kurt protest when he pulls back, Blaine laughs as he kisses his way down Kurt's neck.  Stopping right below his ear, he begins to nip and bite and suck at the skin, trying to leave a hickey.  Running his tongue over the area, a thought occurs to him.  "Why didn't you talk to me before?"  He pulls away and looks up at Kurt who has his bottom lip between his teeth, making Blaine want to forget his questions and continue kissing him.  He wants to take that lip between his and suck and nibble on it, pulling moans of desire from Kurt's throat.  "Why wait all those years for me to walk into that bar?"

Kurt smiles down at him, stroking his thumb over his cheek.  "I had to let you live your life; let you experience those relationships before me."

"Why?"

"You'll figure that out soon," Kurt replies.  "There were a few times I almost gave up and went to you, but I restrained myself and waited."

"When?"  Blaine asks, wondering when he could have met Kurt before he did a few weeks ago.

"Remember Charlie?"

"That asshole.  What about him?"

Blaine can clearly remember his first boyfriend the summer before his senior year.  Charlie was exactly the worst person to get involved with, barely revealing much about himself, and yet Blaine still did.  Looking back on it, at that summer at the beach house, Blaine knows for sure it was more a summer fling than a relationship.  He's grateful he didn't do much beyond kissing and grinding together once or twice with him.

"I was there when he broke up with you."  Kurt gives a slight peck to Blaine's lips, running his tongue along his bottom lip.  "Do you know why he did?"

"No, but I always thought about his reason."

"He had a boyfriend back at home."

"Why do I have a feeling you did something when you found out."  Blaine drops his forehead to Kurt's chest, chuckling and not feeling bad at the thought of Kurt doing something mean to Charlie.

"I revealed to his boyfriend back at home what he was doing.  They broke up soon after that."

"Why did you want to talk to me then?"

"You looked so heartbroken when he broke up with you.  I wanted to hold you and erase your pain and replace it with the happiness you deserved."

"Well, you're here to give it to me now."  Blaine lays his head back on the couch, smiling up at Kurt.  "No more meddling in my relationships, though."

"Alright," Kurt smiles at him.  "Except this one."

"Except this one."  Blaine repeats, kissing Kurt one more time.

Blaine feels as Kurt deepens the kiss, pouring everything he has into it and filling him with a want for more.  Wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist, Blaine moans when Kurt pushes his tongue into his mouth; moans at the caress of their tongues together.  All too soon, though, Kurt is pulling away breathless.

"My amor pulcher."  Kurt strokes down the side of his face, looking at him like he's the true form of the word beautiful.  Blaine isn't sure what Kurt just told him, although he's pretty sure he knows what amor means, but is for certain it sounded gorgeous on Kurt's tongue, and wants to hear it again.  "Now that's sorted out.  Do you want to stay for dinner?"

"I would love to."

~

Kurt can see something is bothering Blaine by how he continues to pick at his food in front of him. 

"Ask me," he finally says.

"What?"

"Something is bugging you, ask me."  Kurt clarifies for Blaine, grabbing his wine glass and taking a drink.

He sees Blaine obviously mull over in his head how to phrase his question.  Giving him his full attention when he's ready, Kurt isn't so much shocked at the question, but caught off guard.

"Am I part of the reason Sebastian hates humans?"  Blaine quietly asks, turning his attention back to his plate of food once the words leave his mouth.

"Blaine, look at me."  Kurt watches as Blaine lifts his gaze back to him, seeing guilt that shouldn't be there to begin with.  "Don't blame yourself for his actions.  Sebastian made that choice on his own for his own reasons, and-"

"But you have to wonder if I'm part of that reason," Blaine interrupts Kurt and points out.

"How so?"  Kurt asks.

"Think about it: He's in love with you, and in turn you're in love with me, a human.  Knowing that he couldn't change your mind, he ended up hating the human race and fighting against you."

"Maybe that was it, who knows.  But, Blaine, remember he had a choice.  He could have chosen not to give in to what he didn't like."  Kurt squeezes his hand and gives him a comforting smile.  "Now, don't put that guilt on your shoulders.  It's not a burden you should bare."

"Yeah...Okay."  Blaine smiles and strokes his thumb over the back of Kurt's hand, making him shiver at the touch.

"No more talk about Sebastian," Kurt says as he takes a drink of his wine.

"Agreed," Blaine replies.

~

Kurt kisses Blaine goodbye after dinner, smiling when he stumbles some as he walks backward while still trying to kiss him, he reluctantly pulls back before he harms himself.

"See you tomorrow?" he asks as Blaine stands there.

"Yeah, after class.  Bye."

"Bye, my amor pulcher."

"What's that mean?"  Blaine asks, looking up at Kurt expectantly.

"My beautiful love," Kurt clarifies for Blaine, seeing him beam at the translation.

Kurt stands there until Blaine drives away.  Going inside, he thinks about telling Blaine the things he wanted to hear and tries not to dwell too much on seeing Sebastian for the first time after so long.