After that kiss, Kurt had become cautious around Blaine; little did Blaine know that he had taken Kurt's first kiss away from him. Kurt had known it would have been Blaine though, after all, he was damned to be with Blaine forever; it was bound to happen, whether he wanted it or not. He wouldn't admit it, but there was a time when Kurt was afraid of Blaine, always reprimanding him for doing or saying something. That time was right now.

Kurt came out of the kiss dazed and more dizzy than ever. He began to feel sleepy and fell forward into Blaine's arms. That was the last thing Kurt remembered before everything went black.

He awoke with a pair of strong arms surrounding him, keeping him captive. Kurt tried to pry the arms away from his sleeping body, but soon gave up; Blaine was abnormally strong. He lay back down, the sun not yet peaking through his bedroom window. He would question the dark-haired boy when his head was clear.

An alarm went off at 6:30 and Kurt bolted upright in bed to see Blaine staring down at him, the fact that he had changed was the first thing Kurt noticed. Blaine was wearing a tight white v-neck shirt, tight black skinny jeans, a red cardigan, and had a book bag slung around his shoulder. Wait, a book bag? Why would he need a book bag?

"You're finally awake." Blaine said tiredly.

Kurt sat there, his mouth agape. So many things he needed to know, but where to start?

"What is happening?" Kurt questioned.

"What do you mean, sweetie?" Blaine asked innocently.

Kurt cringed at the annoying pet name, just because Blaine-ugh- "owns" him doesn't mean they have to kiss and say stuff like that, does it?

"How did I get here? How did you get here?" Kurt wondered aloud.

"Well after we "finalized" the contract you fell asleep in my arms then I brought you back home and here we are."

"Wait, but you're leaving out key details. Why was I sleepy? How did you get into my house, my room?" Kurt continued.

"We drove back here; I picked the lock on the front door and carried you up here. I would've changed you into your pajamas but I don't want you mauling me on out first day together. As for the other question, you'll find out everything in good time." Blaine stated.

"Why can't you tell me now?"

"Because I don't want to, now come on, by the looks of you, you seem like one to take a long time to get ready." Blaine smirked as he watched Kurt get out of bed to realize that he was in his underwear, and he turned to Blaine ready to yell.

Blaine held his hands at chest level,

"I never said I didn't remove some of your clothes" And with that he exited the room, leaving Kurt to change.

Great, Kurt grimaced; he had signed his soul over to not only a demon but a perverted one too...not to mention attractive at that. Kurt blushed- no- he couldn't think about Blaine that way,

Well why not? He reasoned with himself. No, because he is a demon!

What was I thinking?

Kurt dressed in one of his most fabulous outfits, and began to coif his hair. A hand reached out for his shoulder.

"Shit," Kurt whirled around "when did you get in?" he exasperated.

"I can be very quiet when I need to." Blaine said, smiling at the reaction he got out of Kurt.

"What are you five?" Kurt joked dryly.

"Ha, I'm much older than that."

Blaine leaned over, grabbed Kurt's bag and pulled Kurt by the hand out of the room and down the stairs.

"Excuse you, I could have been changing when you walked in!" He said while pulling his hand away from Blaine's.

"Even better."

Kurt sighed, "Please stop doing that." he demanded politely.

"Not a chance, sweet cheeks." Blaine winked and Kurt groaned. If Blaine wasn't so attractive he might not let him get away with it, yet he was actually afraid of what might happen if he angered Blaine. Why has he been acting so not like himself lately? What was Blaine not telling him?

"Why do you get to drive it's my car!" Kurt exclaimed.

Blaine shot him a dangerous look and Kurt backed away, defeated.

"So, care to tell me how you are enrolled at McKinley?" Kurt asked furiously as they slid into the car and headed towards the school.

"When we kissed and the contract was finalized my name was automatically added to the transfer student list at your school." Blaine replied nonchalantly.

"And how exactly did that happen?"

"Magic." Blaine gestured with his hands in the air.

Kurt sat back in his seat, trying to melt into it. He should have known there would be side effects to making such a heavy commitment. Blaine must be right; he was too desperate. Then what kind of person does that make him for taking advantage of me? Kurt thought. He wanted to cry knowing very well what a stupid mistake he has made, however, he did this for his father. His train of thought was broken as Blaine began,

"Who was that other guy living in your house?"

"Oh, you mean Finn?" Kurt replied half-heartedly.

Blaine nodded.

"He's my step-brother and you probably noticed Carole too. She's Finn's mom, my dad married her about a year ago."

"Do you like them?" Blaine asked curiously.

"Yeah, of course. I mean, Finn has changed so much in the past year, and Carole is so care-free, it's nice." Kurt said dazedly.

Blaine wanted to ask about Finn before. Why had Kurt cringed slightly when he thought about the past? What had happened to Kurt's mother? Was he secretly hurting about his father right now? But instead he asked,

"What's your dad's name?"

Kurt looked taken aback slightly but replied,

"Burt, Burt Hummel"

Blaine smiled, "Well it looks like Burt Hummel will be around long enough to see us grow old together."

Kurt shrunk further back into his seat, groaning quietly, he couldn't keep Blaine a secret forever. What if they got married, had kids! But Kurt was thinking way too far ahead, at this point he wasn't even sure of Blaine's sexuality.

Kurt's phone rang, Defying Gravity blaring out into the car. Kurt blushed slightly but answered his phone.

"Kurt, its Carole, the hospital just called, they said Burt has woken up and that we can come to see him any time."

Kurt's mouth dropped and he turned to look at Blaine who only smirked back at him.

"That's amazing news, Carole! I could meet you there now if you want!"

"No, I think its best we let him sleep for the day and we'll go by after school."

Kurt was slightly angered by this, his father just woke up after a heart attack and he wanted to see him. Maybe it was a good idea to let him sleep though.

"Okay, I'll see you then Carole."

Kurt hung up the phone and slid it back into his pocket, promptly turning on the radio and closing his eyes, waiting until they arrived at school.

When they pulled into the parking lot, Kurt turned to Blaine and warned,

"It's best you stay away from me during school hours."

Blaine laughed, "No way, what do I embarrass you?"

Kurt fidgeted nervously; he was only slightly concerned for Blaine's safety.

"It's not that…" He trailed off.

Blaine simply left it at that and they headed to the front doors.

After getting Blaine's transfer package from the office, they both headed to their first period classes, discovering that they only had English, Home Economics, and Math together. As Kurt made his way to his class, he was promptly shoved into the lockers, dropping all his books. He gathered them up and continued on his way; this was an average morning for him.

In the middle of his fourth period French class, the intercom rang out,

"Will Blaine Anderson please report to the principle's office?"

What could he have already done? Kurt pondered until his teacher began the lesson.

After his class, Kurt headed towards his locker to see Blaine leaning coyly against it.

"What have you done already?" Kurt asked irritably.

Blaine smirked at him while reaching into his pocket and handing the slip of paper to Kurt.

Name: Blaine Anderson

Is to serve detention after school on September, 17th from 3:30-4:30

Cause of detention: Displaying an wide range of inappropriate and sexually vulgar vocabulary during Spanish class at an attempt to seduce substitute, Miss Holly Holiday.

Parents Notified: No, information on file states reasoning.

Comments: Blaine tiene una maravillosa variedad de la lengua pero, por favor abstenerse de usar ciertas palabras en la clase. Sigan con el estudio! – Miss Holiday (Blaine has a wonderful variety of the language but please refrain from using certain words in the class. Keep up the studying! - Miss Holiday)

Kurt stood there, mouth agape, what was he thinking?

"Why, how, but-you-gay?"

Blaine laughed at Kurt's scramble of words and paused before explaining.

"I was bored, I'm basically fluent in Spanish from having so much time to learn it, and yes I am gay, why else would I want you for my slave?"

Kurt's face turned completely red before harshly whispering,

"Do not say that so loud, you could get arrested!"

"Aw, are you worried about me?" Blaine teased.

Kurt only shook his head and walked towards the cafeteria, Blaine following on his trail.

As they began to order their lunch, Kurt and Blaine noticed each other's food choices, a silly thing to acknowledge at this point, when will they ever use this information?

"Well I guess it's time you meet the New Directions." Kurt sighed.

"Whoa Kurt, you're taking this a little fast, I mean we only met yesterday" Blaine laughed.

Kurt was puzzled for a moment before realizing what Blaine meant and scowled at him in return.

They made their way to the lunch table and Kurt sat next to Mercedes as Blaine sat across from him, next to Finn.

Finn turned to face them and said,

"Oh hey Kurt, did mom call you?"

Kurt nodded nervously, waiting for someone to notice Blaine. Finn looked beside him, confused for a moment as Blaine only watched him before saying,

"Hey you must be the Blaine Kurt's always talking about. It's nice to finally meet you." He finished his greeting with a fist bump.

Mercedes cut in, "Oh my God, he doesn't ever stop gushing about you."

Santana added with a wink at Blaine,

"It's always something about a sexy schoolboy from Westerville."

"What are you all talking about?" Kurt cried at his friends. "I've never even mentioned him before."

"Kurt, don't be shy, we all know about you always sneaking off to Westerville. Thanks to us your parents never even suspected a thing." Rachel smiled at him.

Kurt was completely bewildered now; Rachel was talking again to him?

Everyone was now laughing at something Blaine had said and awed at how he reached across the table to grab Kurt's hand. The lunch hour went by fast, and before fifth period, Kurt stopped Rachel in the halls, Blaine beside him.

"Rachel are you not still mad at me? I mean what I said was wrong and I'm sorry." Kurt hesitantly asked.

Rachel was confused, looking at Blaine for a moment before she replied, realization showing on her face.

"Oh no Kurt, I'm over that, I know you didn't mean it. Were still best friends, forever!" She squealed the end and jumped into Kurt's arms for a hug. Something very strange was happening today.

The three of them parted, Kurt and Blaine heading to their English class together. They did not notice the few members of the hockey team which had been watching Kurt and Blaine since they were together in the hall earlier. They laughed and sneered at how Kurt thought that this other guy could possibly change his chances of being bashed.

The end of the day neared and Blaine, after grabbing his stuff from his locker, met Kurt at his. He was surprised at how much Kurt had tolerated him today. There were definitely many questions that were going to be asked later that day. He had to do what he needed to do to make this work.

"Hey, how was your day?" Blaine asked as Kurt approached him. The hallway was mostly deserted at this point, except for a few volleyball team members and some couples.

"Good." Kurt replied in a monotone voice. He was antsy about visiting his dad. Kurt turned to him, reaching out to adjust Blaine's cardigan when he was slammed into the locker, hard. Blaine wheeled around to see who had done this, but was frozen in place before he could do anything.

Kurt knew better than to reach for Blaine to help, and instead curled up into himself, his body aching all over.

"Well Hummel, I didn't think you'd be stupid enough to bring your fairy boyfriend around here." The tall jock sneered at Blaine. "You know we ought to get rid of the fag right now, how's that make you feel Hummel? We could very well kill him right now."

Blaine retreated back for a moment.

Was that fear crossing his face?

He composed himself before punching the jock square in the jaw. He reeled back, into his friend who Blaine then kicked and they both fell to the ground. The last jock stood there, stunned, and then ran away. Coward, Blaine thought, trembling slightly, he then picked Kurt up and placed him on his feet.

The two of them exchanged concerns, Kurt mostly staying silent. Nobody had ever done that for me, he thought, maybe Blaine wasn't so bad. They cleaned up the books off the floor and headed to Glee Club, only one more hour until Kurt could go to the hospital.

As soon as they entered the choir room, Kurt took his normal seat between Rachel and Mercedes, still estranged by their behavior. Blaine stood in the doorway before Mr. Shue noticed him. Kurt had just assumed that Blaine would wait there for him, but was surprised when Blaine mentioned he would audition.

Blaine picked up the guitar, asking the band kids to play bass and drums, and he began strumming a song which Santana immediately knew and hollered for Kurt to "get some". Then Blaine began to sing,

I want to start a revolution

A type of personal solution

We all have got our own pollution

It's all about the execution

"Okay, this isn't so bad" Kurt thought.

You got something to say, your hands are tied, open your mouth, open it wide

Let the freedom begin

Get on the floor, just let it drive, don't it feel good, don't it feel hot?

Feel the fire within

"This is getting kind of sexual..."

Then Blaine began the chorus,

I wanna see you strut, strut, strut, come on walk for me

Strut, strut, strut, how you wanna be

Everybody's looking for some love, but they don't know

How to let it all hang out and that's why they're solo

"Whoa, okay not expecting that-oh- great now he's singing to me!"

Blaine continued on through the second verse and came to a slower part,

I'll be your mirror

Darling, let your hair down

Show me what you're working with

And let me see you

Strut, strut

The song ended with the line,

Strut for me and show me what you're working with

Yeah,Yeah

The room broke out into an applause while Kurt simply sat there, a new first to add to the list. He didn't know whether or not to be mad at Blaine or to even be flattered. He chose neither and proceed to stand up, whisper something in Blaine's ear, and leave the room.