David knew he was gay. And thankfully, no one else did. If there ever was one good thing that Hummel and his stupid boyfriend did, it was keep their mouths shut. He couldn't be gay. Being gay would ruin everything. He'd lose football, his friends, his family, his entire life. So it was a surprise to himself when he found himself working at a gay bar.

David walked in to the club, duffle bag in hand. This wasn't his first time working there, in fact he's been there every Saturday night since he turned 18 at the beginning of the summer. He's parents believed his rouse of having an out of town girlfriend.

The first time he came here, he wasn't planning on performing, he was just looking for a place to finally live freely as a gay man. But when one of the stars pulled him up on stage, he fell in love with the sensation. Surprisingly, it didn't take him long to create a persona. He always liked the Cheerios' uniforms; so, with the help of one of the other performers, he made a replica to his size. Another performer taught him how to set his face and another taught him how to tuck.

Before he knew it, Carol Sky was born.

David never pictured himself as a Drag performer and he definitely didn't see himself as a successful one. But the one thing he never wanted was for anyone to find out.

Tonight started as any Saturday night. He got on stage and started his routine, when he reached the second chorus, he looked out into the crowd. It was his MO to flirt with whoever was sitting at the center table. When he looked, he saw a pale angelic face with bright blue eyes. Kurt? He almost ran off the stage, but he didn't. He finished his set, did his bow, and rushed backstage.

Kurt was here? Probably with Blaine. Then David started to panic. What if some of the other Glee club kids were there? Unfortunately, he still had to do an appearance out in the bar. One thing was for sure, it was not a conversation he was looking forward to.

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Kurt dragged Blaine over to Karofsky, he was on a mission. "What the hell are you doing here? And in a dress?" Kurt nearly yelled at him.

"Uhm, hold on. Let's go someplace less public." Karofsky directed them to a door that lead to the backstage. The tree of them walked into a make-up area. Karofsky sat on one of the stools and pulled his wig off. "You're not gonna tell anyone right?"

Blaine and Kurt both shook their heads. "So, you're a cross-dresser?" Kurt was thoroughly confused.

"No. I do drag. There's a difference. Cross-dressers do that stuff for personal enjoyment and expression. Drag is about performance. When Beiste made the football team do Glee, I really liked it, but I couldn't do the whole singing dancing thing. But here, I can, cause I'm not David Karofsky, I'm Carol Sky. And until tonight, no one knew."

Blaine nodded slowly with understanding. "Fine we'll keep your secret. But there's something you need to do for us too."

"What?" Karofsky was weary.

"Don't use my sister as your cover up. Also, can you get Azimio and the guys to lighten up? I kind of want to get through my senior year without injury."

Karofsky looked at them strangely. "Didn't you guys notice? Azimio isn't in school anymore. He and some other guys got arrested. Something about attempted rape and assault. His dad called me to see if I knew anything about why he did it. But honestly, we haven't been that close lately."

Kurt and Blaine exchanged a worried look. "Uhm, David? When was this?" Kurt's voice was shaky.

"Like two weeks ago or something." Karofsky was confused.

"I'll kill him!" Blaine raised to his feet.

"Blaine, calm down. He's already in jail." Kurt grabbed his arm to calm him.

"That asshole piece of shit kidnapped my sister! I swear to god, if he laid a finger on her, he's dead! I hope he's someone's prison bitch right now!" Blaine swung a fist at one of the make-up mirrors. Karofsky stopped his fist before it impacted with the glass.

"Wait, Katie was the girl?" Karofsky looked freaked out. "She's so nice. She doesn't deserve that."

"Yea, well he did it to get to me, obviously." Blaine was fuming. "I need some air!" With that, he stormed out of the backstage area and out of the club.

"I should follow him." Kurt said apologetically. "Oh, and Dave?"

"Yea Kurt?"

"You did a great job. I'm glad you're happy." Then Kurt turned and ran after Blaine.

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David sat there for a while. The past few minutes were difficult for him to process. Kurt and Blaine saw him doing drag, Azimio kidnapped and attacked Blaine's sister, and Kurt looked at him with such forgiveness.

He knew that something was going on when Azimio kept asking him to find out about Katie and to bait Blaine by hitting on her. He just wanted to mess with Blaine's head. But David never thought his so called best friend would stoop to kidnapping and sexual assault. Blaine wasn't so bad a kid. He had a lot of built up anger from something, but David could relate to built-up anger. He wasn't that bad looking either. The only thing he didn't like about Blaine was that he had Kurt.

David felt so much remorse for everything he put the younger boy through. He envied Kurt. Kurt got to be open and proud and free, while he had to repress any feelings and cover up his true self.

David shook himself out of his thoughts and started to transform out of his drag persona. One thing he knew for sure, if he did come out this year, there's a chance he might still have friends.

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"Blaine, wait! Please." Kurt caught up to Blaine in the parking lot.

"I can't believe it. That sick fucker! She's 14, she's a kid, and that perv took advantage of my baby sister!" Blaine's eyes were black. Kurt felt himself become frightened. He had never seen Blaine angry like this.

"He's already in jail! Besides, Katie said she wasn't raped or even really touched. You know that if she was, she'd tell you. I mean, after everything with your dad, I think she trusts you with anything." Kurt carefully placed his hand on Blaine's arm. "Please just calm down. We'll go for a drive. Maybe go to the park and star gaze?"

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes. He saw what looked like fear. He never wanted Kurt to be afraid of him, so his expression immediately softened. "Kurt? I'm sorry, I just… she's my sister. Those girls are the only family I've really ever had. I love my Nana, but I only recently got to know her. Katie and Anna are the only people who keep me sane."

"What about me?" Kurt said with a mocked expression of hurt.

"Oh no, baby. You drive me wild!" With that, Blaine swept Kurt into his arms, bridal style, and carried him to the car. "Come, my darling. Let's get home so I can ravish you!"

Kurt laughed as he unlocked the doors. Before he could climb into the driver's seat, Blaine pulled him into the backseat. Blaine crashed his lips against Kurt's, hungrily. "Well, this is a pleasant turn of events." Kurt teased between kisses.

"What? Did you think I forgot how sexy you were on the dance floor? I have plans for these magnificent hips, my love." Blaine kiss and nipped his way down Kurt's jaw and neck. He grabbed Kurt's hips and pressed them down against his.

"Oh my god, Blaine." Kurt moaned as he felt Blaine's hardening cock against his hip. "Blaine, we're in public."

"Don't care. Want you now!" Blaine started to unbutton Kurt's shirt, kissing as much of the newly exposed skin as he could.

"Blaine! This is a very clean car! I am not about to get it all covered in sweat and cum! Do you think you can keep it in your pants until we get to your house?" Kurt almost hated himself for his obsession with keeping his car clean.

"Fine." Blaine whined as Kurt climbed into the front seat. Blaine laughed at his clumsiness before opening the backseat door and walking to the passenger side door. "You know they build cars with doors now." He teased with a wink.

Kurt glared at him as he started the car, "You're lucky you're really hot!"