Blaine walked around the hallways of McKinley. Ever since Kurt had left, it seemed like the hallways had even turned duller. Like there was no reason for the school to at least try and act like it was a welcoming place.

He let his feet shuffle across the ground as he made his way through the hallway, glaring at everyone that met his path.

He felt more angry than he had felt in a long time. It's how he had taken a liking into boxing so long ago.

Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to start trying again, he though as he looked around the hallways.

His mind went back to exactly 7 days ago. He had sat down with Kurt and Burt as they had talked about everything that had happened.

Of course Burt had been angry. At first he had gotten all the blame for not protecting Kurt like he had promised but Kurt had been able to talk reason into him.

The next day had been the hardest, seeing Kurt walk around McKinley for the last time to arrange his transfer.

Blaine had given him a hug as he had walked out of the building with Burt, promising to say bye to him when he would leave for his new school the next morning.

Burt had gone to Dalton that same afternoon with Kurt, making sure the school was good enough for him and making sure that everything had been arranged properly.

It had also been one of Burt's request for Kurt to stay in the dorms for the time being.

It would keep him from driving around the whole time and it would keep him from paying too much money on gas.

When Blaine had walked up the doorway at the Hummel's the next morning, he had felt dread.

He knew the next weeks were going to be hard. Life would become a whole lot duller.

Kurt had walked out the door holding another bag for his dorm room, rocking the Dalton uniform even though it seemed impossible.

They had wrapped themselves into each other, trying to hold on for as long as possible.

But as the car drove away, Blaine knew he would have to wait until the weekend to see him again.

In the end, Kurt had decided though to stay at Dalton for the weekend, asking Blaine if he would understand.

He wanted to get to know the people in his dorm a little better and there was only one solution for that, staying a weekend and get to know them.

Blaine had been sad of course he had been, he had looked forward to it.

But all that mattered was Kurt.

He turned around the corner when he saw the one person that had been able to avoid him the whole week.

It was like all the anger he had been feeling the past week, decided to duplicate over and over again.

He walked straight to his goal, laughing with his football friends, but right now it didn't matter.

“Why couldn't you keep your big fat hands off my boyfriend,” he said between his teeth as he walked up towards Karofsky until he was almost chest to chest, not really wanting to touch him.

It must have been the look in his eyes of pure rage that no one had even dared to pull him away.

It must have been a funny sight, all those big football guys taking a step back because a guy half their size was threatening them.

“I don't know what you're talking about”, said Karofsky as he put his hands out to push him away.

Blaine slapped his hands away as he took another half step closer, “What? You don't remember how your lips touched my boyfriend's lips? How you threatened to have even more fun with him? You can't have gotten that much amnesia in such a short time?”

Karofsky looked panicked as all color left his face.

“What Karofsky? You lost your tongue?” Blaine asked as he looked him straight in the eye. “You better keep an eye on your back from now on. You may be far deep in the closet, I don't care! But once you touch what's mine, it's something that will forever hunt you.”

He pulled back his arm and let his fist collide with Karofsky's left eye. “Just a reminder for what's to come,” was all he said as he walked away.

As he walked around the corner once more out of the building, he let himself sit down on the stairs.

He knew Kurt wouldn't be proud of him but it had just been all too much.

He took his motorbike from the pavement and took a seat on it. School was over for now, that was sure.

It wasn't like they were going to miss him.

For now, he had other places to be.

Blaine felt once more calm as he stopped in front of the huge building in front of him.

It had been a 2 hour drive on his motor bike which had been slightly uncomfortable but he knew it would be so worth it.

He stepped of his bike and locked it in front of the building before he made his way into the huge building.

The welcoming hall was huge and so different from McKinley. There was a huge couple at the ceiling made of glass with a chandelier hanging from the middle.

At the side of the room was a long and expensive looking stairway that turned around gracefully with the room.

By the looks of it, the break had just began. Everywhere were guys sitting and laughing.

As he made his way towards the middle of the room, he noticed how the little groups had stopped talking and where watching him.

He made a twirl around himself as he tried to spot Kurt in the crowd.

To his dismay, he didn't notice Kurt anywhere.

He was battling with himself. One part wanted to go through the hallways and look around until he found him. The other part of him thought it might be smarted to call Kurt and ask him to come outside to get more privacy.

His battling was disturbed when a guy with blond hair and glasses on his nose stood in front of him, “May I help you?”

Blaine looked him up and down. The guy looked like a dweep, “I'm looking for someone.”

The guys looked him up and down as he pushed the glasses up his nose, probably trying to look attractive. He looked up and smiled flirty, “Oh maybe I can help you.”

“Well that would be nice,” Blaine acted politely, “I'm looking for Kurt Hummel.”

He tried to keep the boyfriend part out of it as he wondered if this was his only chance to find Kurt.

The guy looked confused for a moment but not put off his stand, “Oh, I know where he might be. I can show you.”

Blaine nodded, not fully trusting the guy.

The guy started leading him up the staircase as he started talking and talking about anything and everything. Blaine shut him out a long time ago.

And then he saw him, sitting on a couch and laughing that beautiful smile he only smiled when he was truly happy.

It made Blaine's lips turn up ever so slightly. “I see him, thank you for helping,” he said towards the dweep, not even turning around.

He walked straight towards Kurt who still hadn't noticed Blaine's arrival in the room.

His other friends though had stopped talking and were looking straight at him, probably not knowing what to expect.

“Do you know him,” he heard a blond guy ask to a guy with brownish hair.

“No do you,” the guy whispered back.

It seemed to get Kurt's attention as he slowly turned around.

The look on his face was quite priceless and made the long travel worth it.

He held open his arms as he playfully lifted his eyebrow up as an open invite.

The tension he had been feeling the whole day immediately left his body as Kurt jumped up and ran into his arms, hugging him tightly.

“Surprise,” he whispered in Kurt's ear as he pressed a kiss against the side of his head before he buried his face into Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt let go after some long minutes of holding him, “What are you doing here?”

“Can't I just have missed you,” Blaine asked sheepishly as he smiled towards Kurt.

Kurt raised his eyebrow suspiciously. “Yes you can.”

“Good, because I drove 2 hours on my bike to see you and I didn't even get a kiss,” Blaine said with a playfully smile.

Kurt shook his head, “You deserve one, don't you?” he asked as he was already looking towards Blaine's lips.

Blaine only nodded his head as he leaned forward and cupped Kurt's face softly in his hands.

If it wasn't for the blond guy clearing his throat, they would have probably stayed like that for the whole evening.

Kurt let go with a bashful smile as he wrapped his arms around Blaine and leaned against him while looking at his friends, “Jeff don't interrupt the moment,” he said trying to sound strict.

The guy with the blond hair, Jeff, Pouted.

“So are you going to introduce us,” asked the guy with the brownish hair.

Kurt let go of Blaine with a sigh and leaded him towards the couch. When he sat down, he let himself sit on his lap and curl against his chest.

“This is my boyfriend, Blaine,” Kurt said with a happy smile. “Blaine, these are my friends Jeff, the blondie, and Nick.”

“I'm not blondie,” Jeff said as he looked at Blaine suspiciously.

Kurt pointed towards Jeff, “don't judge my boyfriend,” he said in his bitch voice.

Blaine loved it!

“I'm not,” said Jeff but Blaine knew he was.

“Don't worry Kurt,” Blaine said softly in his ear. How about we get outside for a bit? I need to talk with you for a moment.”

Kurt nodded. “I'm going outside for a bit. I see you guys later!”

He took Blaine's hand and leaded him through a shortcut towards what looked like the school garden.

They kept on walking until they found a large tree to sit against. Blaine sat down first and wrapped Kurt in his arms.

They stayed for that like a moment, just enjoying each other's company.

“I really missed you, you know,” whispered Blaine against Kurt's neck. “McKinley is even 100 times worse now you are gone.”

Kurt chuckled, “well I did manage to bring some colors into the building.”

Blaine let out a chuckle as he wrapped his arms a little tighter around Kurt. It grounded him even more than boxing would have done.

Kurt let out a sigh after a while, “so why are you really here?”

Blaine looked up at the sky, not really wanting to tell him. He would be mad and he knew it.

“Blaine,” said Kurt warningly as he turned around in Blaine's arms and instead leaned against his chest. “You can tell me. I won't judge you.”

Blaine shrugged, “I may or may not have gotten into a small discussion with Karofsky,” let out with a sigh.

Kurt looked up at him with wide eyes, “No you didn't. Blaine you promised me before I left that you wouldn't do a thing.”

“I know I did,” sighed Blaine in frustration.

“No you don't know! What did you do? Throw him out of the closet. Blaine, we are not like him,” Kurt almost shouted.

Blaine felt the anger slowly bubbling inside of him. “It's because I love you ok,” he shouted loudly across the garden. “I  can't stand to see you in pain. I can't stand for him to take things away from you.”

And just like that he started crying for the first time in a long while, letting everything get out.

He didn't notice how Kurt looked at him in shock. All he saw were the tears forming in his eyes.

And for the first time in a long while, he felt all the worries flow out of him as the sobs overtook his body.