"Hey, Blaine! Did you manage to finish this week's assignment?"

"Eventually, I was just struggling to put what I wanted to say down on paper." Blaine sat down in his usual seat next to Kurt in English, pulling his assignment out of his bag and setting it on the desk in front of him.

Kurt smoothed out a slight wrinkle in his blazer. "Did that website I texted you help any?"

Blaine nodded. "It did, thanks again for that."

"No problem." Kurt smiled.

"Could you all please pass your assignments forward to the front of the room!"

Kurt picked up his and Blaine's assignments and passed them to Trent who was sitting in front of them."Any idea what Wes has planned for the Warblers meeting today?"

Blaine shrugged. "He said they've narrowed down the list of possible Sectionals songs but I doubt he'll tell us which ones they are still debating over."

As Blaine reached behind him to take the pile of assignments being handed to him, Kurt couldn't help but wonder if Blaine had mentioned the Relient K song Kurt had suggested to Wes. Forcing the memory that was threatening to surface to the back of his mind, Kurt grinned at his friend. "I think I could safely bet that there is no Pink or Katy Perry on that list."

"You're assuming that I don't have any dirt on Wes that I used to blackmail him into putting 'Teenage Dream' on that list."

"Do you have any dirt on Wes?" Kurt asked curiously.

Blaine shook his head sadly. "Unfortunately, no."

Their teacher called for silence at that moment and Kurt turned his attention to the lesson.

With a bang of Wes's gavel the Warblers were called to order and the meeting began.

"The council have been going through the list of suggested songs for Sectionals and we have recently narrowed the selection down. We aren't going to reveal the new list yet-"

Blaine rolled his eyes, shooting Kurt a 'what did I tell you?' look.

"-still needs some more discussion and we need to run through a few possible arrangements for a couple of the songs but, we'll let you know the final decision as soon as it's made."

David put down the pen he was using to record the meeting. "I feel like an impromptu performance." He announced. "Anyone got a song they want to perform?"

Blaine jumped to his feet. "Is Adele ok?"

At David's nod, Blaine moved to stand near the council's desk. "Sorry it's not a fun song but I just need to sing this."

His eyes flicked over to where Kurt was sitting beside Nick and started to sing.

You've been on my mind

I grow fonder every day

Lose myself in time

Just thinking of your face

The rest of the Warblers backed up his singing with their soft accompaniments. Blaine's eyes moved between looking where he was going as he moved slowly around the room and glancing at Kurt. He knew that Kurt could tell the song was for him, there was a slight frown on the other boy's face as he sang, but the eyes that followed Blaine around the room shone with tears.

You'll never know if you never try

To forget the past and simply be mine

I dare you to let me be your, your one and only

Blaine had been worried that he was wasting his time singing this after Kurt had told him he wasn't interested. But Blaine had held onto the memory of their kiss before Kurt ran out, the way Kurt blushed around him, the way Wes said that Kurt looked at him, and the sob Kurt had let out after he had told Blaine he didn't want to date him. All of this, and the way Kurt was looking at him now as he sang, told Blaine that what he and Kurt had experienced when they kissed was real.

When the song ended the other Warblers applauded him and praised his voice. Through the gaps in the crowd surrounding him, Blaine saw Kurt wipe his eyes and fix a smile on his face before joining them. Once everyone had finished complementing Blaine and discussing the song, Wes dismissed them and everyone began shuffling out of the room.

"Blaine, can I talk to you?"

Blaine turned from where he was picking up his bag from the corner of the room to see Kurt standing beside him. He nodded and walked over to one of the couches to sit down. Kurt waited until the last couple of Warblers had exited the room before he joined Blaine. Suddenly finding himself nervous, Blaine fidgeted with the strap of his bag, avoiding Kurt's gaze, until Kurt eventually broke the tense silence.

"Why did you pick that song?"

Blaine looked up; he could no longer read Kurt's emotions like he could whilst he had been singing.

He coughed nervously. "I wanted to sing something that I could relate to."

Kurt seemed to struggle with something for a moment before finally speaking. "You have an amazing voice, Blaine."

Blaine resisted the urge to sigh; he'd been hoping Kurt would bring up the fact that Blaine had sung the song to him.

"Want to go drop off our bags before dinner?"

"Sure," Blaine didn't even try to hide his disappointment; he'd imagined this moment going a lot differently, "let's go. It's pizza tonight and if we don't get there early Wes and David will eat all the pepperoni."

"Dad?"

Kurt pressed his phone to his ear as he moved around his room, tossing clothes and pots of skin cream into his weekend bag.

"Hey, Kurt! Is everything ok?"

"It's fine. I'm coming home for the weekend; I'm leaving Dalton in about ten minutes." He couldn't stand pretending to be a cheery, good friend around Blaine any longer.

"That's great! I don't have to work at all this weekend so we'll be able to spend some time together, I might even let you drag me to the mall!" Burt chuckled.

"Sounds good, Dad." Kurt replied automatically, only half listening to what his Dad was saying. "I'll see you soon."

"Drive safe, kiddo."

Kurt hung up, threw a few more random articles of clothing into his bag, and then headed out.

When his bedroom door opened Blaine quickly lowered his eyes to the book lying open on the desk in front of him and pretended to be completely absorbed in his homework.

"I take it your song didn't work?" Wes pulled out his desk chair and sat down.

Blaine shook his head; he wasn't in the mood to discuss it.

Wes clapped him on the shoulder. "Never mind, he definitely likes you, he must just need more time."

Blaine said nothing to this, just turned a page of his textbook and pretended to be interested in a passage about homeostasis, it was easier than discussing Kurt with Wes again.

Wes watched him for a moment before sighing and starting to work on his own homework, leaving Blaine to miserably torture himself with the memory of Kurt's lips on his.

Kurt was just buttoning up his coat when his Dad appeared on the stairs.

"Where you heading out to?"

Kurt carefully did up the last button. "I'm going to visit Mom; I haven't been in a while."

Burt walked down the remainder of the stairs. "Do you want me to come with you?" He reached for his coat which hung on a hook by the front door.

Kurt shook his head. "I want to go alone."

He opened the front door and stepped out into the chilly morning, unlocking his car and slipping into the driver's seat. He drove slowly across town to the cemetery. It had been almost six months since he had visited his Mom's grave which made him feel guilty on top of everything else. He parked his car and walked briskly through the small cemetery to where his Mom lay, ignored the cold and slightly damp ground, and sat down beside her grave. He stretched out his hand and touched her name, a sad smile on his face as he remembered her teaching him how to bake cupcakes and make little decorations out of the icing, singing along to The Sound of Music with her, and reading the latest issue of Vogue together. The smile soon slipped from his face.

"I'm so sorry, Mom." He whispered, a hot tear sliding down his cold cheek. "It's my fault you're lying here instead of sitting at home with Dad trying to bully him into eating more vegetables, my fault you never got to go on that holiday to France you always wanted; all my fault.

He choked out a sob and wiped at the tears gathering under his chin with a shaking hand. "And now I'm paying the price for my stupidity again. I'm falling in love, Mom with the most wonderful person. His name is Blaine and I know you would have loved him. But I can never be with him, even though he feels the same way, if he falls in love with me it will be his grave I'll be crying beside next."

A fresh wave of sobs shook him at the thought and it was several minutes before he was able to speak again.

"I can't stop myself from falling in love with him but I have to be alone forever. I have to ignore and be cruel to everyone I love. I don't think I can live with this much longer, Mom."

He brought his knees up to his chest and cried; his eyes on his Mother's grave, his thoughts on his Dad and Blaine.