Okay, guys. I know that this is another really late chapter, but I'm officially going to let you in on a secret. So get in close… maybe take a seat.

I have a special project.

"A;sdkfja;lsdkfj OH SHNAP, CHEEKY! QWAT?" Yeah, you heard right. A special project. I call it special because a) there aren't a lot of these, but I think we all secretly love them, b) I've never written one, and c) I'm rather excited about it.

What is this special secret that is taking so long? Well, I'm not telling… but I'll let you know.

Ugh. That was so weird, and none of you probably care… but WHATEVER! I'm excited! Also, sorry this is another boring chapter. Next time will be awesome, though. So be ready.

To say Sebastian was heated would be an understatement. It would seem that the Warblers didn't understand that Blaine was now his. Kurt was gone. Blaine was single. Sebastian had every right to make his move, but everyone seemed to believe just the opposite.

Blaine always had people around him. Always. Wes had practically glued himself to his hip, and even if he miraculously wasn't there, Nick and Jeff were always linked together by his side.

Confession time: Sebastian hated Nick and Jeff. It wasn't so much as a personal thing, as much as they merely frustrated him constantly. Like… just get together already! He could see the lust in their eyes, but for some reason they both weren't doing anything about it. Like… really? Why? Sebastian was all about announcing his feelings and going in to round the bases. It pissed him off when others couldn't do the same.

But whatever. That wasn't his problem right now. No, Sebastian needed to be solely focused on getting into Blaine's pants before he worried about Niff getting in each other's. The question was how. He had freaking watched David pass Blaine off to the gangly blond and squat soloist before leaving him alone.

They were babysitting him. What even was that? Sebastian just needed a minute –two minutes tops- alone with him in order to get things moving. Literally sixty seconds. He was Sebastian. It didn't take much.

But that was impossible. They were making any way to get close to him impossible. Sebastian didn't do impossible. However, he wasn't exactly "doing" Blaine either.

It was like the Warblers thought they had a right to keep Blaine from him personally. Sebastian knew he probably wasn't actually what was best for the shorter boy right now, but Blaine was what was best for him. Sebastian needed –craved- someone malleable, someone he could control, someone who was desperate for him… Before, Blaine had been about a B- on that scale. Now that he had seen his reaction to this Kurt deal, though, Sebastian had realized that Blaine was an A+, perfect fit.

See, Blaine was clearly desperate for acceptance, while Sebastian didn't particularly like giving it out. He actually knew it was pretty wrong, but he liked the idea of someone trying to claw their way into his heart and being able to kick them down with every try. Sebastian wanted to have control, and denying someone? That was control.

It was just hard to get someone in that place where they needed him like that. Well… not too hard. He was sort of hot: no big deal. But sometimes, there were people like Blaine who seemed… immune to him. Like… what? No.

Fortunately, he was anything but undetermined. All he really needed was a plan. Currently, the only time he could pick out where Blaine was completely alone was when he was in the shower, and while he did like the idea of being in there with him, that wasn't exactly the vibe he was trying to put out.

Well. Not the vibe he was trying to put out now anyway…

There had to be something he was missing. Sebastian just needed a minute… a minute. All he had to do was watch… So watch he did. He was pretty sure the Warblers had without a doubt noticed his pretty blatant leering by now, but it didn't really matter. It was just a matter of time before that little gap he needed took place. All he would have to do was swoop in and strike.

Then a little kiss to the jaw followed by something seductive whispered right in his ear… yeah. Perfect. Blaine would melt. He wouldn't even have to worry about getting him alone because Blaine would be following him to his room right on the spot.

Or, at least, that was the plan.

Sebastian didn't even stop to think about how greatly he could have miscalculated.

Okay, now was freak out time. Or at least… it was upcoming. Wes had been acting a bit psycho lately, and what with the way he had been about to rip Sebastian's throat out with his teeth out like a demented Hunger Games contestant the other day, well…. Yeah. David was starting to get worried.

Just a little bit.

He wasn't exactly sure what was causing all of Wes's craziness. David knew that the other boy had barely gotten any sleep since he started rooming with Blaine again: the smaller Warbler apparently restless and kicking Wes all night in his sleep but waking up the second the older boy moved away. He also knew that Wes was extremely protective, but…

Gah. He was just being kind of violent. After he had dropped Blaine off at Niff's, Wes had basically had a seizure over how he didn't know why everything had to fall apart like this. David got that. He didn't understand either. It seemed like the world seemed to target itself at Dalton students, and Blaine was taking on a good deal of all the crap being aimed at them.

You know what? That was the only thing that completely sucked about Dalton. He loved everyone in the school, don't get him wrong, but the majority of them came from bad places from which they didn't get sympathy for enduring. David hated that. Every kid in the building was so deserving of everything life had to offer them, but no one seemed to be able to catch a break, himself included –not that his problems mattered right now.

David was a bit sick of the stress trying to drown him and definitely sick of the entire situation he and his friends were on, and Wes's insanity was definitely not helping. Like… gah, for the love of all that is good, he just needed to calm down.

He was taking everything way too personally. Admittedly, everything that happened to Blaine quite directly affected him, so David could sympathize, but… It was just starting to get ridiculous. David also had a lot of worry and fear thrust upon him, not to mention the depression that came with fighting to get someone so close to him to eat, but… he was handling it.

Why couldn't Wes handle it?

It was especially annoying because David had stuff going on, too… It wasn't fair for Wes to constantly use him to keep himself sane, but wasn't there for David when he was feeling crazy. Why- Why did it have to be like that? David was kind of a naturally quiet person, and people talked over him a lot, but… Just because he was quiet, it didn't mean that he didn't want to be heard. Everyone ignored him or didn't care, and David… David cared about them, so he didn't…

Whatever.

Whatever.

His problems didn't matter right now.

Speaking of his problems, David was about to throw his phone out the window. Kurt Hummel would not stop texting him. He knew he should have followed Wes right out the door without a passing glance because, apparently, now Kurt thought he was weak and wouldn't stop blowing up his phone. Just… gah. David didn't want him around anymore than Wes did.

Well… maybe…

As angry as David was with Kurt for being such a failure in the first place and letting all this happen because… crap, this should not have happened, he was proud of what the other boy was doing to fix it. It had taken him a while –way too long in fact- to realize his mistake, but he was at least trying to make up for it in the right way now. It was obvious to David that Kurt was feeling some sort of delayed regret, and that was starting to become good enough for him…

Good enough for a proper apology, anyway. Especially because David actually thought Blaine needed for Kurt to grovel at his feet. He clearly was having self-esteem issues, and maybe a little pleading from the one that did him wrong would go a long way… Was that so mean to think?

And, like… he was asking permission. That was so the right way to go about this… David couldn't help but feel a little bit proud. At least he was getting a clue.

David just wished Wes would.

Gah. So short… but I even feel like I was STILL getting repetitive. Whatever. Next chapter is more interesting. The chapter after that is even MORE interesting, and then… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Be excited for the one after that. It's… It's gonna get real. WOOT!

Promises to update faster. I just gotta get my little thing out of the way (So many words… So. Many. Words.)