Blaine walked into the building, holding Kurt's hand. He felt Kurt's hand shake in his so he stopped walking and turned around. His free hand cupped Kurt's cheek. “You don't have to worry baby, it will all be ok.”

Kurt nodded but his eyes showed how his nerves didn't ease. Blaine leaned up and kissed his lips. When they parted, he felt Kurt ease a little. Blaine smiled and started walking again to Burt and Carole, who had both only realized at the end of the hallway that the boys were behind him.

They waited until Kurt and Blaine caught up to start walking again. “You ok, bud?” asked Burt.

“Yeah I'm fine,” mumbled Kurt, still holding Blaine's hand tightly.

They walked into the small secretary that McKinley had. There sat a woman with rimmed glasses. Her hair was short and she was eating bubble gum, looking very uninterested.

Blaine didn't like judging people on first sight but he couldn't help the bad feeling by this woman.

Burt cleared his throat. “Excuse me?”

The woman looked up at him. It looked like she wanted to sigh but Blaine wasn't too sure. “How may I help you?”

“Can you get us to the principal. I would like to talk to him.”

The woman took her phone and started calling. Blaine saw how Burt rolled his eyes. All she had to do was to knock on the door like two meters away and ask if they could come in.

The woman lay the phone down. “You can go in.”

Burt nodded and leaded all of them to the office.

The guy inside was leaning back in his seat and looking at a little golden plate with written on it Principal Figgins.

He looked up and made a sign for them to sit down. “How may I help you?”

And that was so the question he shouldn't have asked because Burt started talking and it really wasn't good. Mr. Figgins looked like he was quite in shock.

When Burt was finally done rambling, the guy sat up a little more . “I'm sorry, could you repeat that?”

It looked like Burt would explode any moment if it wasn't for Carole, calming him down.

“Sir, with all due of respect but shouldn't you already know what's going on? You are the principal, you should know,” said Blaine.

The guy looked up. “And who are you if I may ask? Do you go to school here?”

Blaine felt how his mouth fell open and looked at Kurt who rolled his eyes. “Seriously?” asked Burt next to him. “You don't even know who is going to your own school?”

Figgins shrugged. “You should know sir that a lot of people go to this school.”

Burt sighed. “I don't care about any of those. But I do care about my son who has been bullied since the day he walked into this school. Can you explain to me how the hell that was possible?”

Figgins looked at Kurt. “Is there any proof that you are bullied?”

Kurt looked at him. “I have bruises all over my body.”

Figgins shook his head. “That isn't proof Kurt. That could have happened from anything. For all I know you let yourself fall off the stairs to have bruises.”

Blaine shot up and leaned over the desk. His face very close to Figgins. “Dare you say that once more?”

Kurt stood up and pulled Blaine back. “It won't help Blaine.”

Burt was still looking with his mouth wide open. “How did you ever become a principal?”

Figgins looked very shocked and was about to respond when the door flew open.

A tall woman in a track suit walked inside. Next to her walked a girl who was pretty short.

“My my,  Figgins, you seem to always mess up, dont you? Now let me take this from here. My dear porcelain has been bullied for months now. I have the proof right here,” she said while she opened her hoodie and took out gracefully a dvd.

Figgins took the cd, dare Blaine say it, while looking a little scared and placed it into the laptop.

He turned the computer for everyone to see. The dvd loaded and then it started playing what looked like a composition of many events. The faces of the jocks clearly visible.

Figgins turned around with a red face. “Sue you can't install cameras on school ground! I didn't gave you permission for that.”

The woman laughed. “You never learn Figgins. I can do anything. There is no proof. That could have been filmed by anyone. Now may I say it that I'm very proud of my own thoughts. Porcelain, you can thank me later.”

Everyone was looking at her with their mouths open except for Kurt who was still looking at the screen, not believing that everything had been filmed.

“Now before I leave, I'd like to inform you Figgins that you better take care of this. I want my porcelain to be safe and if anything happens, I'll remind you of the dvd I've laying at home, you probably remember.”

Figgins looked at her in shock but didn't dear to say something. “Or should I remind you?” she asked.

Figgins shook his head and looked down.

“Now that's clear, I've got one more thing to say. Porcelain, I expect you at seven in my office tomorrow. Welcome back by the cheerleading squad.”

Without giving Kurt time to protest, she walked out of the room and closes the door behind her with a loud bang.

Figgins looked around the room, still looking like he didn't understand what had happened.

“So it looks like I'll have a talk today with the parents of the jocks in the video and their parents. You can make sure I'll take care of this properly. You can come back tomorrow morning and then I'll tell you which decisions we have taken,” said Figgins.

They all stood up and walked out of the room into the hallway. Burt looked ready to burst but held it in.

“Now Kurt, when did you say you have glee club again?” he asked.

Kurt looked at his watch. “In an hour. You want to go outside for a bit or do you want to wait into the choir room?”

Burt looked at Carole before he turned back to Kurt. “I think me and Carole will go outside for a bit. You can go with Blaine to the choir room.”

Kurt nodded and took Blaine's hand, leading him to the choir room.

He paused at a door and opened it to reveal a room with no one inside. Blaine looked around curiously. Inside were rows of stools. In front where the music instruments that the glee club owned. At the side of the room stood a row with trophies.

He looked around to see Kurt sitting at the piano. He was looking down to the keys and was playing with a few of them. “It's strange how a room that held so many good memories to me, that give me the feeling like I belonged here, gives me the feeling now like I don't belong here anymore.”

He looked up at Blaine and Kurt could see the tears in his eyes. Blaine walked towards the piano bench and took a seat next to Kurt. His arms wrapped around Kurt's waist. Kurt leaned into Blaine's touch.

“Maybe it's a sign, that better things are coming,” he whispered into Kurt ear.

He heard Kurt giggle. “You are cheesy sometimes, you know that?”

Blaine stuck out his tongue. He unwrapped himself out of the hug and looked at the keys.

“You want to play something for me? I kind of missed hearing you sing and play.” asked Kurt.

Blaine looked up and shrugged. “Sure, what do you want me to play?”

It was Kurt's time to shrug. “Honestly, I don't really care. As long as you play and sing it, I'll be fine with anything.”

Blaine smiled and thought for a bit. His fingers started to play a soft melody as a smile spread on his face. Kurt was looking at him carefully as his mouth opened and started to sing the words.

Some people got soul
Some people got passion
Some people got wisdom
But you got it all

Some people got strength
Some people got courage
Some people got vision
But you got it all

Some people got drive
Some people got talent
Some people got style
But you got it all

Some people live life
Some people stay balanced
Youre everything I ever want in a guy

Cause you got it all
Cause you got it all
You got it all

And I want all of it
Every little bit of all of it

Some people got curves
Some people got beauty
Thats deeper than words
But you got it all

Some people get wild
Some people stay classy
Youre everything I ever want in a girl

Cause you got it all
Cause you got it all
You got it all

Blaine looked up from where he had been looking how his fingers played the melody. He looked right into Kurt's eyes when he played the next part.

So dont you change a thing
Cause I like everything about you
From your head to your toes,
From your lips to your nose
Youre perfect in my eyes

Some people got soul
Some people got passion
Some people got heart

But you got it all
You got it all

Cause you got it all
You got it all

Some people got passion
Some people got wisdom
But you got it all

Some people got strength
Some people got courage
Some people got vision
But you got it all

Cause you got it all

Blaine turned back to the keys and slowly played out the melody. It gave Kurt a chance to get himself together. He tried to wipe away a tear that had fallen down his cheek.

“That was beautiful Blaine,” he whispered.

Blaine looked up and smiled at him. “I'm glad you like it as I wrote it for you.”

Kurt looked confused. “When?”

Blaine looked at the keys, a soft smile spread on his lips. “The night you left L.A. God I missed you already.”

He looked back up right in Kurt's eyes. “All the words fit you perfectly though. To me you are nothing but perfect. Everything that you do hold so much passion, so much wisdom, you are the strongest person I've ever met. You are driven in all the talents that you own which you complete with the style I got to know as you. And if I had the change, I would just keep you just the way you are. I don't care what other people think. It won't keep me away from you.”

Kurt leaned forward and kissed him softly. “I love you,” he whispered against Blaine his lips.

Blaine kissed his lips once more. “I love you too, Kurt.”

They stayed just like that for the rest of the minutes. Blaine playing the keys softly as Kurt leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder with his eyes closed, trying to absorb as much as possible of the moment.

A knock was on the door. Kurt and Blaine both looked behind them to see Burt and Carole enter the room. “It's almost time kiddo's.”

Kurt nodded and lay his head back against Blaine's shoulder. Blaine wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him closely. He placed a kiss on Kurt's forehead and whispered in his ear, “It will be alright you know.”

Kurt nodded and hoped so at least.

Another few minutes passed before the glee kids started to enter the room. First it was Rachel, who looked ready to say something, if it wasn't for Burt holding up his hand and waving to the seat. Kurt almost started giggling when he saw Rachel her face for being told no but he didn't want to turn this even worse.

Everyone slowly started to fill in after her. When Santana, Puck and Britt came in, they walked towards Kurt and Blaine, giving both of them a hug before they took a seat by the rest.

When Finn walked in, he looked to Burt and Carole. He just nodded at them before he took a seat. Blaine saw how it had hurt Carole even though she tried to hide it.

The last one to walk into the room was Mr. Schue who was already busy talking about a Michael Jackson week.

Kurt almost sighed when he didn't seem to notice them. Burt decided that enough was enough and he coughed ready loudly.

Mr. Schue jumped a little in the air. He turned around rather fast and held his hand over his chest. “Oh, I didn't see you there!”

“Yeah, like we didn't notice that,” mumbled Burt.

“What?” asked mr. Schue confused.

Carole shoved her elbow subtle against Burt's arm.

“Nothing, I'd like to talk to you guys though,” he said.

Mr. Schue looked like he was ready to fight it but Burt gave him a stern look. The man just walked to an empty stool and took a seat.

“Ok, I'd like to talk to you guys about Kurt,” said Burt. He turned back and gave a sign to Kurt to stand next to him. Kurt stood up and was about to walk when he felt a hand into his, giving it a squeeze.

Kurt turned around and smiled at Blaine softly before they made their way next to Burt.

“Lift your shirt kiddo,” asked Burt. Kurt really looked like he didn't want to. He carefully lifted his shirt though and turned around, for everyone to see the marks all over his back.

He heard a few gasps and Britt who was asking Santana why her dolphin was hurt.

Kurt lifted the shirt down again and walked into the waiting arms of Blaine.

“Now I thought I used to know all of you pretty well. You have been friends of Kurt for a few years now and most of you have hung out at my house at least once, so I think I may say that I'm very disappointed in all of you,” said Burt. “While my son was pushed around, all you cared about is yourself. And you dare to call yourself friends?!”

Everyone was quiet but not many showed any regret. Burt knew he had to do two more things before he left and he just hoped that Kurt would stand behind him on this.

“So as I'm being the parent, I don't want Kurt to have anything to do anymore with any of you, at least until you finally realize how egoistic you've been acting. Well except for Puck, Santana and Britt, you are always welcome.”

The three of them nodded and gave him a smile.

“As I was saying, I don't want to see anyone of you anymore around my house. And I guess you'll need to find another member for the glee club as Kurt won't be attending it anymore. I want my kid to be happy and lately he hasn't been.”

The room started to interrupt in screams about how Kurt couldn't leave, that they needed another member. Even Mr. Schue was screaming along them.

“ENOUGH!” screamed Burt. The room became almost immediately quiet. “I stand by what I said.”

Burt was about to leave the room when someone asked him to stop. Santana, Puck and Britt stood up and started walking to the middle of the room. “We talked about it, as long as Kurt won't be attending Glee, we won't be there. You'll need four new members, good luck!”

They walked behind Kurt, Blaine, Burt and Carole out of the class room, back to the parking lot.

Once they reached it, Kurt turned around. “Thank you guys, you didn't need to.”

Santana shrugged. “Don't worry about it. It wouldn't be the same without your ladylips.”

Kurt grinned. “Well I guess we'll be still spending lots of time because by the looked of it, I'm back in the cheerleading squad.”

Santana her eyebrow shot up. “How do you mean?  I thought you said you never would attend the cheerleading squad ever again?”

Kurt shrugged. “Long story, I'll tell you tomorrow.”

He hugged all of them goodbye before he entered the backseat of the car with Blaine.

Once they were driving, Burt started talking. “I hope you aren't mad at me for not letting you attend glee club anymore.”

Kurt shrugged. “It doesn't really matter to me anymore.”

He leaned closer to Blaine and let himself be wrapped into those arms that started to feel like home to him.

“Beside I have all I really need right now.”

Blaine pressed a kiss on his forehead. “How about we go out tonight?” he whispered in Kurt ear. “Like on a real date, just you and me?”

Kurt turned his head until his eyes met the hazel ones he loved so much. “I would love that.”

It was when Kurt started smiling one of his rare smiles that showed all his teeth, that Blaine knew it would be all ok.