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That night Blaine knew was going to be very difficult. He wasn't going to get much sleep; if he got any at all. Without Kurt sleeping next to him he didn't feel as safe. He had locked the door and the windows as he's supposed to do at school, but it didn't help.

“You stupid mother fucking faggot!” George yelled at his fist crashed into Blaine's face repeatedly.

Vivian stood in the corner watching the scene. She felt like she needed to help her son, but couldn't move as she had never seen her husband so angry.

George let go of Blaine's shirt letting him fall to the floor hitting his head on the coffee table knocking him unconscious.

“I'm either going to beat the gay out of him or he'll…”

Blaine woke up sweating in his sheets. He looked around his dark room and noticed nothing out of place. He reached for the phone Carole and Burt had given him and called Kurt.

“Please pick up. Kurt.” He pleaded with the ringing in his ear.

“Hello?” Kurt said barely awake.

“Kurt, I…I…”

“Shhh.” Kurt said to him.

“I need you.” Blaine said letting his fear show through and his tears fall. “I need you here with me. Holding me, making me feel safe.”

“Put my sweatshirt on and I will stay up and talk to you.” Kurt told him.

Blaine curled up in bed in Kurt's sweatshirt with his phone almost glued to his ear. The boys stayed up all night talking to each other. There was a small amount of phone sex once Blaine calmed down from his nightmare.

As the sun came up they got on Skype so they could see each other. Blaine stood in front of the computer screen tying his tie. “There's something about a man in uniform. Now I know why girls say that.” Kurt smiled at him.

“Shut-up.” Blaine said to him.

“I'm serious. I've got myself a very hot boyfriend.” Kurt smiled at him again giving him a wink.

Blaine groaned. “I can't wait to be with you again.” He said. Suddenly Blaine heard a knock on the door. “Hold on.” He said to Kurt. He walked over and opened the door. “Yes?”

“Mr. Anderson, Head Master Henry wants to see you before classes start.” A man said to him.

“Alright. I'll head straight down.” He said. The man left and Blaine walked back to his computer. “I gotta go. The head master wants to see me. I love you. Talk after school.”

“I love you too.” They both closed their computers and Blaine left his room.

Blaine slowly made his way to the administrative building to speak with Head Master Henry.

Blaine slowly entered the secretary's office. “Hi, I was told Mr. Henry wanted to see me.” Blaine told the woman behind the desk.

“Yes, have a seat, Mr. Anderson.” She said to him.

Blaine went and sat down across from the woman. Blaine waited for a little while. He began to get very nervous about what was going on. Were his parents here to make him pack up and leave Dalton for good? Was he gonna get in trouble for missing all of last week?

After about ten minutes of waiting Head Master Henry opened his door. “Blaine, come on in.”

Blaine got up very worried about what was behind the door. He walked into the office and saw he was alone. “Have a seat.”

Blaine sat down. “Blaine, you look nervous.”

“A little. I've never been called to your office before.”

“You're not in trouble. You can relax.”

“Sorry, I've had a hard week.” He told him.

“I know.”

“You do?”

“Yes, I had a…Jean Cummings contact me about your safety. By the look on your face I can tell you know her.”

“Yes, she's my social worker.” He told him.

“Blaine, our main concern is your safety. I know that your parents' reputation is paying off people, but I don't want to see one of my students hurt. And I don't like the look of that eye.” He motioned to Blaine's eye. “What happened?”

“From the beginning?” Blaine asked. The man nodded. “Well, I realized that I'm gay.” He waited for a reaction from the man. “And my parents don't like that. I started to mouth off to my dad and he hit me.”

“Where were you last week?”

“My boyfriend's in Lima.” Blaine told him.

“Here's the deal Blaine; we don't want you hurt but you have to go to class and come to school.” He said sternly.

“I know. I just…we were sorting things out. With the cops and child protective services.” He said to him.

“Alright, get to class.”

As soon as Blaine left the room Michael Henry started to make a phone call. “George.” He said into the phone. “Yes, he was at the Hummel's all week. He went to see a Jean Cummings. She called wanting to make sure he was safe at the school. Child protective services.” He hung up the phone.

Blaine walked to class feeling a little safer as he ran into Wes and David. “Man, seriously? We're on day one of Blaine watch and you disappear from us.”

“Sorry, Mr. Henry wanted to see me.” Blaine told them continuing to walk to his first class.

“What about?” Nick asked.

“My social worker called the school.” Blaine said sitting down at his desk. “Guys, I'm fine. You have my permission to stand down.”

“We need Kurt's.” Trent said smiling at Blaine.

“Funny.” Blaine opened his text book to a small piece of paper sitting in the front cover.

Listen to them. And don't ignore this note, Blaine. I know you.

See you Friday. I love you.

-Kurt

“He knows me far too well.” Blaine muttered to himself.

“Awww. How sweet. He left a cute little note for you in your history book.” Nick said leaning over to see what it said. “Damn, I was hoping it was something good. All he said was to listen to us.” He looked at Trent. “That's just boring.” Nick sat back in his seat. Just as the boys finished talking their teacher walked in the room.

“Kurt, you look dead tired.” Mercedes said as she walked up to his locker.

“Didn't get any sleep last night.” Kurt said to his friend.

“Blaine?” She asked him.

“Yeah, we were up all night talking on the phone. He's really not doing well.” He said forgetting he never told his friends about what happened to Blaine over the last week or so.

“What's wrong?” She asked him.

“Nothing, he just has some stuff going on. He's not sleeping.”

“What kind of stuff?” She asked.

“Family stuff.” Kurt said starting to get irritated by Mercedes constant questions about Blaine. Then there was Rachel trying to talk to Blaine and to sing with Blaine and to whatever with Blaine.

“Like bad family stuff?”

“Mercedes, I don't want to talk about it.” Kurt snapped and walked away.

“What's wrong with him?” Tina asked walking up behind Mercedes.

“Something with Blaine.”

“Did they break up?”

“No, he said it was family issues.”

Kurt kept walking down the halls hoping no one else would notice how tired he was. He flew right by Rachel who was calling his name not even stopping to acknowledge her. Finally he came to a halt when he ran into Finn. “Please let me get to class.” He sighed not looking up at his brother.

Finn stayed still. “Dude, go home. You're exhausted. You were up all night and are still trying to participate in school. I can barely do that when I've had a good twelve hour night of sleep.” He said to him.

“Finn, nationals are coming up so I can't miss Glee and finals and a lot of stuff. I can't miss school because I'm a little tired.” Kurt said yawning.

“Go home!” Finn scolded him.

Kurt's phone started buzzing.

Blaine Anderson
Received 8:30 AM
I hate being called to the principal's office.

Kurt turned around and walked away from Finn.

Kurt Hummel
Sent 8:31 AM
What was it about?

Blaine Anderson
Received 8:32 AM
Mrs. Cummings called him about keeping me safe. Seriously I don't understand why everyone has to know.

Kurt Hummel
Sent 8:33 AM
I know. But we're all just trying to protect you.

Blaine Anderson
Received 8:34 AM
I know, but I was perfectly fine with it being you and your family doing the protecting. Instead of everyone I know.

Blaine's phone started to ring. “I'm really not supposed to be on the phone during school hours.” He said answering.

“What are they gonna do?” Kurt asked him.

“Shit.” Blaine said quietly.

“What's wrong?” Kurt heard nothing.

Blaine had frozen in his tracks at the sight before him. Head Master Henry was speaking to his parents in the yard.

“Blaine, answer me.” Kurt said in a stern tone. “Blaine, you are seriously freaking me out. What's going on?” Kurt was almost screaming into the phone.

Wes came up behind Blaine not noticing his parents in the yard. “Dude, phone in school? Gutsy.” He told him. Blaine didn't move. “Dude! What the hell is wrong with you?” He asked nudging Blaine slightly. Again Blaine stood still. Wes started to look around and saw what Blaine was seeing. “Fuck.”

“Blaine! Answer me!” Kurt hollered into the phone.

Wes grabbed the phone from Blaine without protest. “Hummel?”

“Wes?”

“We are sorry you feel that way Mr. Anderson. But understand pulling Blaine from Dalton. He's been a little off lately.” Head Master Henry told George. “We will make sure he is packed up and ready to leave by Friday.”

“Thank you so much. We're just so worried about what being boarded is doing to his psyche.” George said trying to sound worried and empathetic.

“I understand. I know the show choir is going to miss him. He is quiet the talented young man.”

“He used to be on Broadway before we moved to Ohio.” Vivian said sounding almost proud of her son.

“Wes, what the hell is going on?” Kurt demanded.

“His parents are here.” He said into the phone. “Let's go man.” He said to Blaine pushing him down the hall. “They're talking to our Head Master. It looks serious.” He told Kurt.

“Shit.” Kurt said quietly.

Wes and gotten Blaine to move to a more private area of the building before he stopped walking. “Just a sec, Hummel.” He said to Kurt. “Blaine, are you alright.”

“Yeah, I'm fine.” He said. He was trembling in the hallway not sure of what to do next. Wes handed him his phone. “Kurt?”

“I'm right here, honey. Are you okay?” Kurt asked him. “What do you want to do?”

“I have to get to class.” Blaine said simply. “I'll call you after school.” Blaine said into the phone.

“Al-alright. Love you.” Kurt said sounding very confused.

“I love you so much, Kurt.” Blaine said and hung up the phone.

“Man, what is wrong with you?” Wes asked as Blaine put the phone into his pocket.

“I'm fine.”

“No, you're not. Go back to your dorm and sleep for a few hours. I'll tell the teachers you weren't feeling well.” Wes told him.

“Wes, really I'm—“

“No, you're not.” Wes snapped cutting Blaine off. “Back to your dorm. Get some sleep. I know you were up all night.” Wes began to push Blaine towards his dorm.

Wes finally convinced Blaine to go take some time to rest and maybe get a little sleep. Blaine entered his dorm and immediately took off his blazer and laid down on the bed. He stared up at the ceiling trying not to think about why his parents were at Dalton that day. He kept imagining the worst. His dad coming up to his dorm and beating him senseless. He wanted to call Kurt, but knew that he was in school and couldn't answer his phone. He curled up in Kurt's sweatshirt and tried to let sleep come to him.

Blaine woke up to a banging on his door. “Who is it?”

“Wes. Man, open up.” Wes yelled to Blaine.

Blaine groggily got out of bed and opened the door for his friend. “What?”

“Dude, you've got to wake up and get to class.” Wes told him grabbing Blaine's jacket. “What's with the sweatshirt?” Wes looked at Blaine's Wicked sweatshirt.

“It's Kurt's.” He said snatching his jacket away from Wes. “Come on.” Blaine redressed himself quickly and the two of them walked to their last class of the day.

About halfway through class Blaine was called back to Head Master Henry's office. He cautiously walked into and sat down in the same position that he sat that morning. “Blaine, your parents came to see me this morning.”

“I saw.” Blaine stated.

“They are concerned for you and are pulling you from the school.” Head Master Henry said.

“What!?” Blaine yelled.

“Unfortunately, they are very concerned you are not getting what you need here at Dalton for your mental health. They told me that you are seeing your therapist again.”

“No. No, Mr. Henry, you can't let them take me away from here. Please, I'm begging you.” Blaine jumped from his seat. “I can't go back to my house. I just can't. You can't let them.” Blaine was leaning over Head Master Henry's desk.

“Be ready on Friday after classes let out. I will inform your teachers.” He said simply. “We are going to miss you, Mr. Anderson.” He told him.

Blaine was in such a state of shock he really didn't know what was happening. He slowly walked out of the office and walked aimlessly down the halls. ‘Leaving Dalton? I can't go back to my parent's. What am I gonna do?Kurt. I need to talk to Kurt. I need him.' Blaine thought to himself as he walked back to class.

Blaine made it back to class for the last five minutes and sat down next to Wes. “Dude, what happened?”

“My parents are pulling me. On Friday.” Blaine said staring blankly at the front of the room.

As soon as the final bell rang Blaine ran from the room back to his dorm. He called Kurt to tell him what was going on.

After Blaine hung up the phone to try and get some sleep Kurt sat down with his parents. “His parents are pulling him.” Kurt said as he sat down next to Carole.

Burt turned his head quickly hearing Kurt's voice. “What?” He asked sounding very shocked.

“His parents are taking him from Dalton on Friday.” Kurt said sounding very depressed.

“There has to be something we can do before that, Carole!” Kurt exclaimed. The man's face was beginning to turn red for the anger swirling inside of him. “He cannot go back!” Burt was beginning to have the protective father instinct over Blaine. He knew that if the child was to go back to his family he wouldn't make out of the house alive.

Burt began pacing around the living room after tearing his hat from his bald head. Carole sat on the couch with a worried look on her face while Kurt looked emotionless. He didn't know what to do. Blaine couldn't come and hide out at their house this weekend.

Truth is none of them knew what to do. They didn't want Blaine to be hurt, but they knew that if they tried something the Anderson's would retaliate and get them arrested.

Kurt calmly got up from the couch and walked to his room. He thought about everything that they two of the boys had been through.

“Hi.” A small voice came from behind Kurt.

Kurt turned around to see a golden eyed boy standing behind him. “Hi.” Kurt whispered.

“I'm Blaine.” The child said.

“Kurt Hummel.” Kurt said as Blaine slowly walked closer to him.

“I was in ‘Annie Get Your Gun'.” He told him. “What show were you in?”

“Um, ‘Music Man'.” Kurt said to Blaine.

“You should stand by me.” Blaine said pulling Kurt over to the other children gathered in the center of the room.

Kurt looked at the boy would had ahold of him by the wrist. He had a tight grip as he pulled Kurt through the sea of children all talking and playing. “We're gonna have so much fun and be best friends.” Blaine said finally stopping.

Kurt smiled at Blaine, who reciprocated the gesture.

They spent the rest of their first Broadway Kids rehearsal together practicing their parts and laughing. Both of them knew that this friendship was going to be one that could last.

As this memory played through Kurt's head he could feel the tears fall from his eyes. This boy that had been his best friend for years was now in danger from his own father. He couldn't take how much this hurt him. He never wanted to see Blaine hurt and never thought that his father was capable of doing what he has done.

Kurt could hear his father yelling downstairs about having to get Blaine, but not knowing what to do. Carole was on the phone with Jean Cummings trying to figure out some options. From what Kurt could tell there was absolutely nothing they could do.

“There has to be something.” Carole pleaded on the phone.

“We could just kill him.” Burt suggested quietly. Carole shot him a look telling him that she heard him and that wasn't an option. “Sorry.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Cummings.” Carole said hanging up the phone.

“Well?” Burt said anxious to hear what Carole had been told by Blaine's social worker.

“This is what's going to happen. Blaine is going to go home on Friday. There is absolutely nothing we can do about that, but on Monday they are going to pay the Andersons a visit to observe how Blaine interacts with them ask them a few questions.” Carole explained to her impatient husband. “I know it's not ideal, but unfortunately, we have no choice without resorting to murder and kidnapping. Neither of which I'm willing to do. Even though I want that kid out of there too.”

“This is utter bullshit!” Burt yelled.

Kurt was jolted back to reality when he heard his father screaming downstairs. He slowly sat up and looked at the picture next to his bed. It was the photo Blaine showed his therapist that first day. Blaine's face buried into Kurt's neck with his arms wrapped around his body. This was Kurt's favorite picture of the two of them. They had hundreds, but this one was the best. It showed how much they truly loved each other. The smile on Kurt's face and the look in his eyes said more than words could ever do.

“Kurt! Please come down here!” He heard Carole yell.

Kurt crawled off of his bed and walked downstairs to meet his parents in the living room. “Yes?” He asked as he sat down on the couch. Nothing short of ‘Blaine is coming to live with us' could make Kurt smile or even hope at this point. The image of Blaine's eye flashed in Kurt's mind as he sat there oblivious to what his parents were saying to him.

“Kurt!” Burt shouted at his day dreaming son. “Pay attention.”

“Sorry.” Kurt's mind went back to Blaine's voice when he called him after that first incident.

“Kurt.” Burt stated firmly. “You need to pay attention to what I'm saying to you.” Burt was getting irritated with Kurt even though he knew exactly what was going through Kurt's mind at the time. He knew that Kurt was just worried about Blaine and that the first night was flashing though this mind. That Kurt was picturing life without Blaine and the little he would have left if, God forbid, anything did happen to Blaine. Something would always be missing no matter happened.

Burt didn't want to admit it, but he knew his son has found the person he was supposed to be with. The way they played together when they were children made him sure of that.

“Sorry, dad. I promise I'll listen this time.” Kurt told his father sounded completely defeated.

“Tomorrow night the three of us are going to head to Dalton and speak to Blaine about this entire situation. Mrs. Cummings is going to send someone to their house on Monday to observe how the family interacts with each other. Then they will make their decision.” Burt told his son for the third time. “I'm hoping that they will take him out of the house without George having to hit him again.” Burt said upset about the entire situation.

Kurt slowly stood from the couch. “I'll go call Blaine.” His parents only nodded their heads as he proceeded up the stairs and grabbed his computer from the desk. He texted Blaine to turn on Skype and waited for the call. After about five minutes of waiting Blaine was calling Kurt.

“Hey.” He said through the screen.

“Hi. How are you?” Kurt asked trying to decipher the look on Blaine's face. He could normally read Blaine like a book and know exactly what he was thinking, but this time was different. The look on Blaine's face was difficult to make out.

“My body guards won't let me go anywhere without them.” Blaine said staring at Kurt.

“Hey, I just want you to be okay. I know they're gonna be a pain in the ass, but I don't care as long as you don't get another broken nose.” Kurt told him firmly. “Speaking of which my parents and I are coming down tomorrow to discuss what's going on.” Kurt told him.

Blaine's face dropped. “Okay.”

“What's wrong? We get to see each other tomorrow.” Kurt said trying to sound as happy as he could.

“I know but: one, your parents are gonna be here so I cannot have my way with you like I would enjoy. And two, it's to talk about me having to go back and live with my parents.” Blaine told him.

“It's only been a couple of days, B.” Kurt gave him a little grin. “You need to learn how to wait.”

“Kurt, I just want you next to me. I want you to be right up against my body. Naked and sweaty.” Blaine could feel himself hardening at just the thought of being up against Kurt's bare body. He finally looked back at Kurt on the computer and could tell Kurt was extremely turned on at the moment.

“We need to not do this right now. My parents are awake and they might hear me talking…” Kurt lowered his voice. “…talking dirty to you.”

“That's the whole idea.” Blaine said. Kurt liked Blaine like this; his typical horny self. “Look, I just want to have a little cybersex with my unbelievably handsome boyfriend.” Blaine winked at Kurt.

“After my parents are in bed; I might be up for that.” Kurt said. “It's never as good though.” Kurt mumbled.

“I know.” Blaine said back. Kurt hadn't realized that Blaine heard what he had said. “We should ditch your parents tomorrow and go at it in the back of…somewhere.” Blaine suggested enthusiastically.

“That is just not even gonna happen. For one my parents will never let us off on our own to have sex and two I'm not gonna have sex with you in some random spot.” Kurt said to Blaine very firmly.

“Kurt. Baby.” Blaine whined to him.

“Don't ‘baby' me, Blaine.” Kurt said mimicking Blaine's whine. “I want to do that with you as much as you want to and I love you very much, but not with my parents nearby or in some alley.”

“I never said alley.” Blaine rebutted. “And I didn't hear you complaining when I was sucking…”

“Blaine!” Kurt shrieked.

“I believe it went something like, ‘oh god yes, Blaine.'” Blaine stated to breathe heavily as Kurt was blushing on the other end of the call. “That was all in the back of my car in some alley behind a little caf�.” Blaine told him.

“I recall.” Kurt said trying to hide his blush. “But I don't want us to jump each other's bones every time we see each other, Blaine.”

“We don't.”

“We do.” Kurt said simply. “Like I said, I love you very much but we do that. We have sex first and talk later.”

“That's completely normal, honey. I just want to feel you. That physicality of the relationship is important. That's how so many couples stay together. That's what we're missing when we're not together.” Blaine was speaking very sincerely now. “We have the conversations on the phone and over Skype, but what we're missing is the physical stuff. Simply holding your hand is better than nothing. It doesn't have to be sex. At first it wasn't sex it was holding each other while lying on the couch. Now that we've opened ourselves up to that I feel closer to you and I just want to feel you.” Blaine said to him. He looked at Kurt, who looked like he was falling in love all over again. “And I want you to ride me hard.”

“Way to ruin a completely tender and special moment.” Kurt said.

“Sorry, let me try again.”

“Nope, moment's over.” Kurt told him.

“I'm sorry.” Blaine said again.

“No you're not.” Kurt knew Blaine far too well to fall for his false apology knowing that Blaine actually wanted Kurt to ride him hard at that point in time.

Blaine was much more vocal about their sexual relationship than Kurt was. Kurt felt uncomfortable speaking about their interactions and sometimes even doing it over the phone or Skype, but he loved when he could feel Blaine rubbing up against his bare body. Just thinking about it made Kurt as hard as a rock. Kurt got up and walked over to the door to lock it.

“What? Where did you go?” Blaine yelled. Kurt turned off the lights in the room and walked back over to the computer. “Oh!” Blaine let out.

Blaine quickly did the same and sat down at his computer to have cybersex with Kurt.

The next morning Kurt walked down for breakfast to see Burt and Finn eating and Carole making pancakes. “Good morning, sweetheart.” Carole said as Kurt walked into the kitchen.

“Morning everyone.” Kurt said to the room.

Kurt sat down across from Finn at the table. “Were you having those nightmares again?” Finn asked him.

“No, why?” Kurt responded.

“No reason there was just a lot of moaning coming from your room last night.”

Kurt's face instantly turned red at Finn's comment. Burt and Carole looked at him with a confused look on their faces. Kurt tried to hide the redness of his cheeks, but Carole was able to figure out why there was moaning coming from Kurt's room the previous night. Burt was still clueless. Kurt was very happy about that. The less his father knew about his and Blaine's sexual relationship the better. Kurt wouldn't be able to handle if his dad knew exactly what he and Blaine did when they were alone.

“Come home right after school today, Kurt.” Carole told him. “We'll be headed to Westerville as soon as you do.”

“Alright.” Kurt responded.

The entire day at school Kurt was having a hard time focusing his attention on his work. It hadn't been that long since he and Blaine had seen each other, but it felt like a million years had passed. And Kurt wasn't going to admit it to Blaine, but he wouldn't have minded sneaking off and making love to Blaine that night. He knew it was going to be impossible though.

Kurt just wanted to be held by Blaine again and to hold him.

Finally the last bell of the day rang and Kurt rushed home knowing that he still had at least two hours before he was gonna be able to see Blaine.

Wes and David got Blaine off campus that night to meet Kurt and his parents.

They went to the little caf� Kurt and Blaine and dubbed ‘their spot' for dinner and a serious discussion.

Blaine and Kurt sat down on one side of the booth. Blaine immediately took Kurt's hand and started to play with it under the table on his knee; while Burt and Carole sat opposite them. Blaine could tell that Burt knew exactly what Blaine was thinking and that he didn't like it very much.

“So what are you gonna try and do?” Blaine asked after the waitress returned with their drinks and left them alone.

“Mrs. Cummings is sending someone to your house on Monday.” Carole told him.

“I wish I could make an excuse and stay with you this weekend.” Blaine said gently rubbing Kurt's thigh.

The way Blaine was touching his thigh was making Kurt want to grab him and throw him on the floor. He wanted him so badly. He hadn't even kissed him yet knowing that his dad would have butted in and pried them apart before their tongues were able to be reacquainted.

Blaine's hand crept higher on Kurt's thigh until it reached his dick. Kurt jumped slightly when Blaine's hand rubbed against it through his jeans hoping his father didn't see.

Carole could tell that the boys needed some time, but knew this conversation needed to be had. “Okay, so, on Monday try not to back talk too much when your father is answering questions.” Carole started to say to Blaine, whose hand was now clutching Kurt through his jeans. “They need to determine that you are in a hostile living environment and Mrs. Cummings said that if she sees you with him and she suspects anything you are out of there on Monday and she will drive you to us.” Blaine gave a hopeful smile and looked at Kurt, who was just trying not to come in his jeans at the time. “We've been cleared to have you live with us and we're discussing living arrangements with Finn tomorrow. One of you might end up in the basement.” She cracked a smile.

“She's not including Finn in that. He's not leaving his room. It will one of you two with two flights of stairs between you.” Burt added.

“Dad.” Kurt said slightly embarrassed and extremely turned on by Blaine gently squeezing his dick.

“You're teenage boys I know what's going on in your heads and Blaine hands on your side of the table.” Burt said and Blaine quickly brought both hands back to his own lap. “Both of you hands on the table.” Kurt and Blaine gave a slight chuckle and placed their hands on the table and laced their fingers together in the middle. “I guess that's okay.”

They had pleasant conversation throughout their meal and paid the check. “Burt and I are going to walk around for a little while. Meet us here in about an hour and a half.” Carole told the boys.

“No we're not.” Burt said.

“See you boys later.” Carole said pushing her husband away from the caf�.

Kurt waited until his father finally turned around and was looking the direction he was walking before he attached his lips to Blaine's. Their tongues began to wrestle as their hands desperately tried to stay in one place instead of tearing clothes from the other's body.

Kurt finally pulled away for some air. “Why does it feel like we haven't seen each other years? That I haven't touched you.” Kurt said while moving his hands around Blaine's torso.

“I know. We used to sneak out every night to see each other.” Blaine said cupping Kurt's face in his hands. “Let's start doing that again. At least this week because it might be awhile before we can even talk to each other again.” Blaine suggested pulling Kurt closer to him.

“Yeah. I'll pick you up outside Dalton at 9?” Kurt asked wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck.

“Perfect.” Blaine reattached himself to Kurt's lips.

Kurt pulled away again. “You can't grope me while we're eating dinner with my dad.” Kurt said with a laugh.

“We were not eating yet.” Blaine retorted. “But alright.”

“When we're alone do whatever, but not around my parents.”

“We're alone now. I'm pretty sure those are the keys to the car on the hood.” Blaine pointed to the car.

“You think we'd be able to sneak into Dalton real fast?” Kurt asked him.

“Let's go.” Blaine grabbed the car keys and opened the passenger side door for Kurt.

“Such a gentleman.” Kurt smile and kissed Blaine's cheek as he passed him.

Blaine drove quickly to Dalton and they snuck back onto campus to Blaine's dorm.

It took all of five seconds after the door was locked for Blaine's shirt to be on the floor and Kurt's belt draped over the couch.

They wasted no time undressing each other while Blaine gnawed at Kurt's neck. Kurt had been half hard all the way through dinner and the drive over to Dalton he knew that if he felt any sort of friction it wouldn't take long.

Kurt pushed Blaine back onto the bed and quickly removed both of their boxers. “Before we...” Blaine made an obscene gesture. “We have to be quiet. I'll get in so much trouble for having sex in the dorms.”

“You're leaving on Friday.” Kurt said slowly crawl on top of Blaine. “So what does it matter?”

“I know but…” Blaine started before Kurt attacked his nipple gently nibbling on it.

Kurt let go and looked at Blaine. “The more we talk the less time we have.” Kurt told him. Blaine nodded as Kurt went back to nibbling his nipple.

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and attempted to flip him to his back so he could fuck him senseless. “Nope.” Kurt said as he stood from the bed and got the condoms and lube he knew Blaine had in his room. He slid the condom over Blaine's dick and coated it with lube.

Kurt hovered over Blaine and slowly slid down onto his dick. It took everything they both had not to scream in pleasure.

Kurt started to rise and fall on Blaine's cock as Blaine held tightly to Kurt's hips making sure he didn't fall off the bed. Kurt's hands were on Blaine's knees helping him move up and down.

Blaine's finger nails were digging into Kurt's hips as he suppressed each scream that he wanted to let out. Kurt was biting his lips trying to keep quiet.

Blaine started to thrust up every time Kurt would rise on his dick trying to make the orgasm come fast.

“Ohmygod, Kurt.” Blaine let out loudly.

“Shhh.” Kurt replied. Blaine's hands started to roam Kurt's torso and then wrapped around his cock and began to stroke it. Kurt let out a small shriek that still could be heard in the hallway.

It took one final thrust directly to Kurt's prostate to make him come all over Blaine's chest. “God! Blaine!” He yelled without any hesitation.

Kurt let himself rise and fall one more time on Blaine's dick and that made Blaine scream loudly as he came.

Kurt got off of Blaine and laid down next to him. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Blaine said rolling over and kissing Kurt. “How much time do we have?”

“About 20 minutes.” Kurt said curling up next to Blaine. He wrapped his arm around Blaine's abdomen and hugging him tightly. He didn't want this to end. This was too much for a young couple, still in high school, to go through. Especially, Blaine and his father.

“Round 2?” Blaine asked knowing that Kurt might not be up for it.

Before Blaine knew what was going on Kurt was on top of him again sucking on his neck. “We're gonna try something a little different.”

“We don't have time for that kind of thinking.” Blaine chuckled.

Kurt pulled away and separated Blaine's legs as much as he could. “Oh, you're gonna take control? I think I like this side of you, Hummel.” Blaine said as he watched Kurt coat his fingers with lube.

Kurt let one finer slide gently into Blaine. Blaine gasped at the sensation. He didn't know how incredible it would feel to have Kurt inside of him. “More.” Blaine moaned.

Kurt slid another finger in. Blaine didn't realize how much pain this had caused Kurt that first weekend together. The pain was great, but he wanted Kurt inside of him.

Kurt began to move his fingers trying to stretch Blaine out as much as he could before entering a third finger. He finally had three fingers inside of Blaine stretching him out.

“Please, Kurt, please.” He started to beg. Kurt only began to thrust his fingers in and out of Blaine trying to find his prostate. As soon as he hit it Blaine cried out in pure pleasure.

Blaine never thought that being the bottom would feel so amazing.

Kurt pulled his fingers out of Blaine and slid a condom on his dick. He slowly slid his cock into Blaine stopping when Blaine cried out in pain. He finally made it all the way in and began to thrust in and out of him. Kurt loved the sensation he got through his dick as he slid in and out of Blaine.

After a little while it wasn't pain that made Blaine lose his cool it was pleasure. He loved the way it felt with Kurt inside of him.

Kurt continued to thrust inside of Blaine as Blaine tried his hardest not to scream.

It didn't take as long as he would have suspected before Blaine was actually screaming. “Kurt! Harder! Please!” Came from Blaine's mouth.

Kurt kept trying to get him to quiet down, but failed each time. Luckily it wasn't too late and he hoped that most of the house was outside doing anything else. “Yes!” Blaine screamed just before he started coming.

Kurt hit his tipping point just seconds after Blaine and laid down on the bed again. “You said we had to be quiet.” Kurt laughed while kissing Blaine.

“Yeah, I don't care.” Blaine said to him. “I've never felt like that before and I guess I needed every person at Dalton to know.”

“Really?” Kurt laughed again and then looked at his phone seeing that he had to leave. “I hate to hit and run, but…” He trailed off.

Blaine let out a hard moan knowing exactly what Kurt was saying. He didn't want that night to end this way. He knew he was going to see Kurt again this week because of their plan to sneak out every night, but it was still hard.

They laid there for a moment more before Kurt, reluctantly, got off the bed. “Come back.” Blaine pleaded.

“I have to get back.” Kurt said handing Blaine is boxers. Blaine put them on and got off the bed. He walked over to an almost fully dressed Kurt and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“I love you so much.” Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear.

“I love you too.” Kurt said back to him. “I'll see you tomorrow night.” Kurt attempted to put his shirt back on his body, but Blaine took it from him. “Don't be a child.” Kurt stared at him. Blaine gave him his shirt and he put it back on.

“Kurt, I'm scared.” Blaine said sitting down in his bed.

“I know. I'm scared for you too, but we're gonna get through this together. I promise.” Kurt said taking Blaine's hand and sitting down next to him. “Look at me.” Kurt took hold of Blaine's chin and turned him to look at him. “I love you so much and I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.”

“You are amazing.” Blaine said to him and kissed him.

“I will see you tomorrow. I hope you don't get into trouble for your constant screaming.” Kurt chuckled and kissed him again.

“I probably will you were loud.” Blaine told him as they walked to the door.

“I screamed once. You were letting everyone know what we were doing.” Kurt told him.

“Well, I'm leaving on Friday so what's the worst they could do?” Blaine laughed.

“I hope you're right.” Kurt teased. “I've gotta go.” Kurt hugged Blaine as tightly as he could. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Blaine responded. Kurt gave Blaine one more lingering kiss before he left Dalton and headed back to meet his parents.

“Where's Blaine?” Burt asked when Kurt got out of the car at the caf�.

“I took him back to Dalton.” Kurt said with a heavy heart.

“Let's get home.” Carole said usher both of them to the vehicle.

The entire two hours drive back to Lima, Kurt stared out the window thinking about what might happen that weekend. If he'd ever see Blaine again after Friday. But then the look in Blaine's eyes while they just spoke to each other sitting on his bed flashed in Kurt's mind. He knew that no matter what they would end up together.

Kurt's phone began to buzz.

Blaine Anderson
Received 9:41 PM
You got me into so much trouble.

Kurt Hummel
Sent 9:42 PM
You should have stopped screaming. Lol

Blaine Anderson
Received: 9:43 PM
You shouldn't have gone in for round two.

Kurt Hummel
Sent: 9:44 PM
I needed something to tide me over. Clearly we can't do that when we're at Dalton.

Blaine Anderson
Received: 9:45 PM
I guess we'll have to find a new place to have sex.

Kurt Hummel
Sent: 9:46 PM
I guess so. :)

Blaine Anderson
Received: 9:47 PM
The back of your car looked nice. ;)

Kurt Hummel
Sent: 9:48 PM
We'll see, Anderson, we'll see.

Kurt spent the rest of the drive home texting Blaine about everything. What life was going to be like if Blaine moved in with them and how if they had intimate relations in the house Blaine was going to have to be quiet throughout. Spoke about the future and wanting to move back and perform in New York again. Everything.

When Kurt got home he went straight to bed thinking about the quick interaction he had with Blaine that night. He wished it could have lasted longer and been more private and intimate night, but knew that it might not happen again; at least for a while.

The next day Kurt snuck out of the house around seven o'clock to head to Westerville under the pretense of rehearsing with Rachel. His parents knew exactly where he was going and not caring that he was lying about it.

Wednesday night Kurt drove down to Westerville and noticed that Blaine was walking a little differently. Almost exactly how Kurt was walking after their first time. “Rough night last night?” Kurt asked as Blaine got into the car.

“Shut it.” Blaine said. “Does it always feel like this the day after?” He asked.

“You don't see me walking like a penguin anymore. You get used to it and it stops hurting so much. I promise.” Kurt told him giving him a forceful kiss.

“Am I going to get used to it?” Blaine perked up.

“Maybe tonight.” Kurt said as they drove away from campus.

That night they got well acquainted with the back seat of Kurt's car.

They didn't stay out too incredibly late that night because it had started to rain so Kurt dropped Blaine back at Dalton around one in the morning and headed back to his house.

The next day Kurt was planning what they were going to do that night all day. He went and picked up Blaine's favorite dessert from the bakery and grabbed blankets and pillows from the hall closet. This night was going to be perfect and romantic because he didn't know when the next time this sort of night was going to come along.

He drove quickly to get Blaine from Dalton at seven o'clock just like the previous night. Kurt didn't say anything about what they were going to do when Blaine got into the car. He just gave him a ‘hello' kiss and held his hand on the center console and drove.

Kurt drove into the middle of a field outside of town and got out of the car. “What are you doing?” Blaine asked following Kurt.

“Setting up for tonight.” Kurt told him pulling everything out of the back of the car.

He spread the blanket over the hood and pulled out all of the food. “Kurt's it's freezing out here.” Blaine told him.

“I guess we'll have to find a way to keep warm.” Kurt said pulling out three more blankets and two pillows.

Blaine went through looking at all of the food. “You actually brought all of my favorite foods. I'm such a spoiled guy.”

“You got that right.” Kurt said walking over to Blaine and kissing him.

“What did I do to deserve all of this and you? What did I do to deserve a boyfriend as wonderful as you?” Blaine asked him pulling him closer.

“I'm not sure.” Kurt said with a smirk on his face. Kurt kissed him. “Now let me finish.”

Blaine threw his hands up to surrender and let Kurt finished what he was doing. Kurt dragged him on top of the hood of the car and they laid down staring up to the sky looking at the stars.

They curled up under the blankets and completely forgot about the food Kurt at positioned on the roof. It didn't matter. They were together, holding each other and content. Nothing could screw up this moment.

“Okay, biggest dream?” Blaine asked Kurt.

“Back on Broadway.” Kurt said simply. “Oh, and married with kids to this amazing guy I know. You wouldn't like him though.” Kurt giggled looking at Blaine.

“Damn, I bet he's ugly.”

“Extremely. The amount of hair gel he uses should be outlawed.” Kurt laughed.

“Okay, that one hurt.”

“I'm sorry, honey.” Kurt said kissing his cheek. “What about you?”

“Biggest dream?” He repeated. “You.”

“Aren't you a romantic?” Kurt said to him snuggling in closer to him.

“Why yes, I am.” Blaine said smugly. “You're turn.”

“Um, biggest achievement?” Kurt asked.

“Admitting to myself that I had feelings for you and coming to terms with my sexuality.” Blaine said quickly.

“You came up with that one fast.” Kurt observed.

“Well, it is. It was hard having to realize that I really liked you and that I wasn't the guy I thought I was.” Blaine explained to Kurt. “You?”

“Probably the same thing. Admitting to everyone I love that I'm gay. It was the hardest thing I've ever done.” Kurt told him.

“How long did it take?”

“I knew when I was about twelve or thirteen. I was sixteen before I said anything to anyone.” Kurt told him. “You?”

“Um…wait you know.” Blaine smacked his shoulder lightly.

“I was wondering if you were gonna catch that.” Kurt laughed.

Kurt started to rub Blaine's chest trying to melt into him so he never had to leave his side. “Fear?” Blaine asked pulling Kurt out of his trance.

“Losing you.” Kurt said simply looking into Blaine's eyes. Blaine saw the fear when he said it. “Having to go on without you right next to me telling me everything is gonna be okay. You?”

“Same.” Blaine said back to him. “You have done so much for me and I can't imagine my life without you.” Blaine pulled Kurt into a passionate kiss.

They laid back and looked at the stars for a few more minutes. “Biggest regret?” Blaine asked.

“Not telling you how to keep in touch when I left New York and losing all of the years together.” Kurt told him.

“Mine's not trying harder to find you when I got here.”

“You know what? Who cares? We're here and happy together that's all that matters.” Kurt said draping his arm over Blaine's abdomen and snuggling into his neck. “And in love.” He finished.

Before Blaine could form a response Kurt was asleep. Blaine knew if they stayed outside all night they were end up extremely sick. He slid off of the car and tried to make the back end as comfortable as possible with the extra pillows and blankets Kurt had brought.

He took all of the food off the roof and put it into the back seat before he gently woke Kurt. “Hey, honey, let's get in the back end.”

“No sex right now, B. I'm tired.” Kurt said barely awake and eyes still closed.

“No sex, I promise. Just sleep. Come on.” Blaine said tugging him gently to get off the hood of the car.

Kurt finally got off the car and slowly walked to the back end. He crawled inside and laid down immediately. Blaine grabbed the last two blankets and pillows of the car and went back to Kurt. He wrapped Kurt in one blanket and slid a pillow under his head.

Blaine crawled in next to Kurt spooning him from behind and pulled a blanket over both of them. He used the keys to shut the back end and they both fell fast asleep.

Blaine woke up to the sun in his eyes. He was completely lost; not knowing where he was. He looked down and saw Kurt sleeping peacefully. “Shit.” He quickly pulled out his phone and saw it was six o'clock in the morning. “Babe, wake up. Kurt. It's six in the morning.” He started to shake Kurt trying to get him to wake up.

“Five more minutes.” Kurt mumbled into the pillow.

“We don't have five more minutes. You're already gonna be late for school.” Blaine said opening the back door and gliding out.

“What time is it?” Kurt asked finally sitting up.

“After six.”

“Shit!” Kurt exclaimed and jumped out of the car. They quickly picked up and headed back to Dalton. They didn't want to rush their goodbye, but they knew they were going to have to.

“I will text you all day making sure you're okay.” Kurt told him and he pulled him close.

“Okay. I love you so much. I hope I see you on Monday.”

“Me too, B, me too. I love you.” Kurt place a small kiss on his lips knowing that if it was anymore than that they'd never make it to class.

As soon as Kurt started to pull away Blaine pulled him back and let his tongue slide into Kurt's mouth.

Blaine felt one of Kurt's tears on his face and pulled away. “We're gonna be fine.” Blaine told him.

“I'm not worried about me. Or us. I'm worried about you.” Kurt said allowing more tears to fall from his eyes.

“Please don't cry, Kurt. Monday. Pray for Monday.” Blaine told him. They kissed one more time before Blaine brought him in for a tight hug and walked away.

Kurt stood next to the car simply waving at Blaine. He could see Blaine begin to cry. He was just as scared as Kurt; no, he was terrified.

Kurt dried his tears and drove home.

Blaine got back into the dorms when he was bombarded by his friends. “Where were you last night?” Wes asked.

“Out with Kurt.”

“What were you doing the other night in your dorm?” Nick asked him. “We all heard noises and rumors that you were having sex.”

“Kurt came over and well…it's no one's business. I got in trouble for the noise and that's it.” Blaine said to them trying to get to his dorm. “Guys, I just want to finish packing then go kill myself okay.” Blaine said pushing passed his friends.

They all stopped and stared at him. They'd never heard Blaine sound so serious and defeated before. They were terrified that he was actually going to do it. “Blaine.” David said calmly.

“I'm not going to kill myself. I'm sorry; I'm just scared about going back to my parents'. I would never do that to you guys or Kurt.” Blaine said to them. “I just want to go finish and not think about it for the rest of the day please.”

“We finished for you.” Trent told him.

“Thanks.” Blaine said back.

The rest of the day Blaine was very on edge during all of his classes at Dalton; as was Kurt at McKinley he didn't even participate in Glee club during free period.

Finally the time had come Blaine's parents had already packed up his things from his dorm by the time he got out of class at the end of the day. He saw his parents standing at the front doors of his temporary home. His heart stopped for a second when he saw his father standing there. He looked mad; like he could easily hurt Blaine right there and not think twice about it. “We've got to get on the road Blaine!” He heard his father call to him.

“Where…where are we going?” Blaine asked hesitantly.

“You'll see. You'll love it.” Vivian told him in an overly cheery voice.

Blaine quickly turned around to his friends and stopped them. “Call Kurt tell him I'm not going home that I'm going somewhere with my parents and I don't know where. Tell him not to text me that I'll text him when I can. Please…please just tell him I love him and that we'll see each other again soon.” Blaine was almost in tears as he said this to his friends.

“Got it.” Wes said to him. “Be careful, Blaine. Don't do anything that might set him off. I don't want to hear anything bad about you.” Wes pulled his best friend in for a hug as did the rest of the Warblers before George came over and pulled Blaine away.