Kurt arrived at school late that morning. Yawning, he got out of his car and ran in the school yard to make it in time for his first period. He entered the class and sat in his usual place,near his best friend,Blaine. The other boy looked as tired as he was, maybe due the fact that they were together at that party at Puck's place until three in the morning.

Well,they weren't actually together. Kurt was in Puck's parents room,drunk, with a random girl that he didn't even remember the name of, and Blaine was in another room, he supposed Puck's, with her girlfriend Santana,drunk as well.

That morning had been hell for the two of them, trying to hide an hangover, drinking pain killers and avoiding to talk to anyone,cause the headache was just too intense.

They slept all the way during class before the lunch break, the professors were all resigned and ignored them. At lunch they sat in the cafeteria with the other jocks. They didn't really eat, their stomach too upset too gobble anything.

The lessons after the break were as boring as always. In the one they shared they kept talking and throwing balls of paper at the losers that sat in front of the teacher's desk, while the latter was busy reading or writing something in the blackboard.

As soon as the last bell rang they were flying out of their classes and heading towards their lockers,taking some books that they might need for studying(though it was a pretty rare case).

Blaine was walking to his car, when he heard a familiar voice calling his name. He turned to see his best friend weaving towards him and shouting.

''Blaaaine!Hey dude!''Kurt was heading toward him. When he finally was just a few feet away he continued talking. ''Hey. I thought you had become deaf,bud. So what about that video games' challenge that you throw down? You're place at six?'' he winked.

''Of course dude!I'll destroy you!''he said while he winked back,knowingly.

''I wouldn't be so sure. See you,bro!''he waved again, turning and going back to his car.

They were lying. They were because they had to. Nobody had to know that they hated video games, that hated calling each others dudes or buddies. It would be social suicide,and they were in high school. What if people found out that at six that afternoon they would hide in Blaine's room and watch musicals,while singing along with every song? What if their team mates found out that they'd do exactly what the geeks of the glee club that they spend time terrorizing and slushing everyday do in their free time? They'd lose what they had fight so hard for. It couldn't happen. And they weren't even honest with each other. They played the same roles even when they where alone, using those nicknames and not mentioning the lies that they said to their friends. It was just a secret agreement.

At six that evening Kurt was stepping on the front porch of the Anderson's house. Well it was more like a large and luxurious estate. He always admired that place. He remembered that when he was a little boy and he went to Blaine's place he thought about it like it was a big castle, where he and his best friend could play at the Brave Knight that would save the little prince...okay,thinking about that was awkward. But they were just children after all.

He knocked at the front door, waiting patiently for someone that would come and let him in.

After a few seconds John, the butler, opened the door and greeted him. ''Hi Mr. Hummel,how was your day?Mr. Blaine told me to offer you something to eat or drink and then let you know that he is upstairs in his room.'' he said kindly. He had known him since he was eight. The first time he saw him it was also the first time he first went to Blaine's house. He couldn't forget.

Kurt gave him his jacket. ''Thank you John, I'll have a glass of Coke, thanks. Did Callie made those wonderful chocolate chips cookies again?I'm a bit hungry to be honest.''he said remembering those delicious biscuits that the domestic worker did the week before.

''Yes,sir. I'll go get you some for you and for Mr. Blaine too.'' he said walking to the kitchen.

When he was served, he took everything and went upstairs, heading to Blaine's room. When he was about to open the door he heard someone sobbing. It was Blaine. And he was talking to someone,probably at the phone, cause he could hear him saying something but he couldn't hear a response.

''Why? Why would you do this to me?Please,San... listen to me..''more sobs filled the room and Kurt decided to come in, finding his best friend laying in his bed on his stomach, hiding his face in his pillow. His body was shaken by all his crying and he didn't noticed Kurt's presence until he spoke.

''Blaine?What's wrong dude?''he said,almost whispering it.

Blaine jumped,almost falling from his bed. His eyes were red and wet,they were wide,staring at Kurt in disbelief. ''Kurt...what are you doing here?Oh my god...you were not supposed to come before six.''he glanced at the clock in is nightstand,wiping his eyes. It was almost half past six. ''Oh...i suppose I lost track of time.''he looked sad. He had the temptation of wrapping his arm around him in a comforting hug...WHAT?God Hummel watch your thoughts,please. You sound like a girl.

''Would you tell me why the hell were you crying so hard?''he sounded a bit rude,but he couldn't help it. He had caught his best friend crying and he had the desperate need to comfort him,but he couldn't. He was frustrated.

Blaine was still shaking a bit.''It's Santana. She dumped me. She said...she said she was tired of me. Can you believe it? We had sex last night! She said she loved me and now what? She says she can't bear me anymore,cause I'm too much of a love sick puppy and that she needed a real man!'' the sadness was gone now,replaced by anger. His chest was moving up and down, gasping for air.

''Blaine,I'm sorry bro,she's a stupid bitch and you knew this five months ago,before getting together.'' his voice was low and calming.

Blaine looked at him and sighed. ''I know I did. I just..I hoped I was wrong.''he seemed so heartbroken. A single tear fell on his right cheek and he wanted so bad to wipe it with his thumb. Or maybe...okay this was too much. What the hell was happening in his mind? He was going crazy.

The silence between them was getting uncomfortable,so Kurt decided to say something. ''Dude, don't give it so much importance,you can consider yourself a free man now! We ca have fun together! Change of program. We're not going to watch those cheesy films today,we're going to pick up a few chicks and have a long night full of sex!Do you feel like doing it?''he stared right in those hazel eyes,still a bit red, and found for the first time in all those years a bit of insecurity,like he was really thinking about what was going to answer,and that was weird. Blaine Anderson never though if he should say yes to sex, he just did.

''You've convinced me,bro.''he said with a smile,though it didn't quite reach his eyes.

They stayed in the bedroom for an our or so, Kurt had took possession of the remote and was skipping channels, randomly stopping when he saw something that would catch is attention. Blaine otherwise was lying on his stomach, his mind overflowing with thoughts. Why didn't he feel so bad now,after the initial shock, about the fact that Santana had broke off things with him? Why the sweetness hidden behind Kurt's blue eyes had made him feel so...so what?Well?Loved?Wait!Loved? Kurt was his fucking best friend, he couldn't make him feel loved in that way. But his eyes...oh god. It couldn't be happening again. Not like he was a damn child. He remembered that time,when he and Kurt were playing in the yard at the brave knight and the little prince that had to be saved.

''Oh brave Knight! Did you came to save me?'' the sweet voice of child Kurt was even higher than grown Kurt's voice. Blaine thought that was so beautiful. He thought that even his air was beautiful as they were glowing in the August's sun. What he last noticed were his eyes. Those blue eyes. More blue than the sky and brighter than a diamond in the sunlight. Was this right?Noticing those things about another boy? He was sure it wasn't. He remembered that time when his that saw two guys kissing at the mall and said ''Oh Christ,look at those two freaks!''. Being a freak was something awful, wasn't it?So if his dad had said something like that probably what those two guys were doing was wrong.

When he came to his sense again he caught Kurt staring at him as well,but with a confused look in his face. ''Blaine are you okay?''he had said.''If you want we could stop playing and go eat something. I'm hungry!''.

Blaine nodded,forgetting his thoughts as soon as they reached the kitchen and ate two of his favorite cupcakes per head.

Oh god. He never remembered those thoughts before. Well,he had never thought again that Kurt's eyes were cute. Or maybe he did,but they were talking about eyes,it wasn't something that he should worry about. He tried to banish those thoughts, so he started thinking how his relationship with Santana had come to end. Well,he couldn't deny that things were different in the past month. She was distant and bitter, though she didn't act that way for the first four months or so. She kept her ''bitch attitude'' with the other people, but when she was with him she acted all sweet and lovely. So, what did make her change? It really was the fact that he was acting like a love sick puppy? Because he could admit he was, he loved her! So he acted in it. At this point he didn't know what to thought. Maybe now she decided that she likes boobs, he thought, laughing silently.

It happened to be not silently enough, because Kurt noticed.

''Oh Jesus,dude, before you were crying like you were a child, now you're laughing without any reason?'' he frowned looking down at his best friend.

''I happen to have a reason, but it's too stupid and it's about Santana and due I don't want to talk about her I'm not telling you now.''He said,smiling.

Kurt was a bit shocked, but at the same time was happy to see that his best friend was back.''So you're still up with that night of mind blowing sex?''he said,standing from the bad.

'' 'f course I am!''he said, getting up as well.

They told Blaine's parents that he was staying at Kurt's, and Kurt called his father telling him that was spending the night at Blaine's.

All was settled. They were going in a pub, the kind of it with the strippers.

Blaine got drunk not even an our after arriving and Kurt followed him soon. A few girl approached them and they started dancing. Blaine could remember that he thought the girl he was dancing with had cute eyes. But he couldn't help but think that Kurt's ones where better. A lot better. But he decided that was better if it stayed in his mind. The girl was good enough for a hook up and if she had known that he thought someone's eyes were better than her then she would run away,and goodbye mind blowing sex. Well and he wouldn't even think what would happen if Kurt found out.

He found himself thinking too much and he thought that was time to go to his can and have the real fun. Thank god that they had took two cars that night. He said something to the ear of the girl with the eyes not as beautiful as Kurt's and after a few minutes she was blowing him in the back sit of his car. He watched her staring at him while she sucked,her blue eyes reminding him of Kurt. Fuck,that wasn't the time to think about his best friend!But he couldn't help. He couldn't really help thinking about those cherry red lips around his own cock instead of that girl lips. He couldn't fight the picture of his best friend in his mind, blowing him off and making sounds around him,making him shiver with pleasure.

All in a sudden he found himself pulling his dick out of the girl's mouth and shoving her out of the car. The girl was confused and scared by his behave. After a moment of indecision she shouted ''What the hell is wrong with you?''and she run away.

Blaine couldn't care less about that girl in that moment. What the fuck? Was it really happened? He was so confused,His mind still a bit fuzzy from alcohol. Was that normal? Kurt was a man, a fucking block dammit!He cannot have thought about another boy while a gorgeous girl was giving him head. And the fact that that boy was Kurt made him feel sick. He was so screwed. He won't ever stay too near Kurt or worse alone in a room with him without feeling uncomfortable.

Okay, that day had been too though for him. When he looked up he found Kurt,coming out of the bar,alone. He waved at him and he walked since he was in front of his driver's car door. He lowered the window and felt that sensation of discomfort that was so scared to feel.

''Hey bro,you didn't make it,right? We're so not doing that after night thing,then?''Kurt sounded almost relieved.

''You didn't make it,too,I see''he said,and then continued ''I think a night of sex after a brake up is too much,even for me.''

''Well,I'll go home,bro,see you at school.''said Kurt,heading back to his car.

''Goodnight,''said Blaine,while his heart was racing. Wait, his heart was racing?Well that was knew. And was pretty damn not wanted too.

''I'm screwed.''said Blaine in the darkness.