Blaine wasn't sure if Kurt was teasing or if he really was annoyed at the fact that his favorite shirt was ruined and WITHOUT WARNING he just took it of...and Blaine found himself staring at the pale skin. He was conscious of Kurt's eyes on him in the mirror, but he couldn't bring himself to look away, even if he wanted to. He really was a pervert sometimes, Blaine thought for the millionth time.

"Um, do you want me to go?" Blaine asked after gaping for what seemed like several minutes.

"I forgot that you were here for a moment, I just...I ..my body is not that attractive so you might wanna..."

Blaine cut him of immediately.

"Need I remind you that I said you were beautiful pretty much the day after we met?"

Kurt was silent.

"I thought...you,"

"I meant it Kurt,"

Kurt's face lit up and he tried to hide his shock behind his shirt, Blaine thought he was adorable and was about to comment on it when he noticed something.

There was a bright red scar on Kurt's right side of his back.

Kurt saw where he was looking and tried to hide by putting his shirt back on but Blaine stopped him halfway.

"Kurt, how did this happen?" He asked concern obvious as Kurt's eyes showed fear.

"It looks horrible," He whispered.

"I...it doesn't ...Kurt, it doesn't change anything about you,"

Kurt's breathing started to relax as he searched Blaine's face and nodded.

"Some Neathendrals like to push me into lockers sometimes, one day they were really careless, that cut was when my locker door was open and it hit the edge, it didn't bother them of course, they just laughed it off as they always do,"

"That's ..."

"Awful I know," Kurt nodded as he hang his head, for some odd reason as though had to do it, Blaine reached out and slid his thumb over the scar.

Kurt was watching him with an expression he couldn't read but he didn't move away, so that was a good sign right?

"You're still beautiful," Blane whispered.

He could see Kurt was unsure if he heard him correctly and he was going to repeat it louder when suddenly Finn burst in the bathroom.

"Bro you okay!?"

"FINN!" Kurt screeched jumping behind Blaine trying to cover up his exposed upper body. Blaine glared at Finn just as much as Kurt was.

"Woah...sorry man, but um...Puck told me...never mind I'll come back later,"

"Where the hell where you when this was happening?" Blaine suddenly yelled which surprised Finn as he stuttered for an answer.

"I...Rachel was..."

"Rachel?!" Blaine started irritated of hearing that name.

"Every time there's something upsetting Kurt you're with Rachel? That's really low man,"

Kurt was silent as Blaine and Finn argued, unable to make eye contact with either.

"Dude, back of you're not his brother,"

"You're damn right I'm not his brother, because if I were he wouldn't have this cut on his back,"

Blaine pulled Kurt harshly without meaning to in front of him for Finn to see Kurt's fresh cut as his eyes widened.

"Kurt, why didn't you tell me?"

Kurt's eyes started to water when he finally pushed himself of Blaine.

"No one was supposed to know! I don't want everyone knowing, and how DARE you Blaine decide it's in your hands to tell Finn about this when I wasn't ready for even you knowing..." Kurt put on his shirt and was about to run out but Blaine caught his wrist gently.

"Kurt, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking...just don't run away,"

"You really don't think before you speak do you Blaine!?"

Blaine lowered his head.

"Please don't go," He tried one more time.

Kurt looked like he really wanted too but instead crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Finn.

"I think you should go,"

"Wait Kurt... I"

"I WILL TALK TO YOU AT HOME,"

Finn threw up his hands in defense and hurried out.

"I can't believe you just did that!" Kurt fumed after Finn left.

Blaine let him continue.

"You just stood there telling my brother what to do, as flattered as I am by your concern I don't need this! I don't need more people knowing about the bullies because than they'll start fighting them, and as much as it hurts not to have anyone even care till now that I..."

Kurt stopped as he looked at Blaine.

"Why do you look like a kicked puppy?"

"I'm sorry what?" Blaine asked. Kurt had suddenly just stopped rambling and was now worried as he observed Blaine.

"You have this look on your face as though someone died, I'm not trying to be cruel Blaine, but you just can't go and tell people things about me, when I discuss issues with you,"

"I'm sorry..." He choked.

"I forgive you okay, I could be a bitch and throw you out like I do everyone else, but you don't deserve that,"

Blaine tried to force a smile but it fell because he was still angry at himself for outing Kurt like that without his permission.

"Hey, stop frowning," Kurt insisted with a bit of a pout. He was good at the pouting. Blaine's friends thought Blaine was bad enough.

Blaine finally smiled at that and started humming Annie.

"Annie fan?" Kurt said amused.

Blaine laughed.

"I'm quite fond of it," He answered simply.

"Look Kurt, It wasn't my place to tell, and I'm sorry, I just...I was mad, someone should be looking out for you, with all the bullies, no one should deal with it alone,"

Kurt looked like someone just gave him a bunch of roses.

"I'm sorry I got angry at you,"

"It's fine, you had every right to be,"

"No, you've been nothing but good to me, and you've seen me drunk you could be blackmailing me, so thank you Blaine, for caring..."

"Anytime," Blaine replied softly and then held out his hand for Kurt to take.

"Come on, you ready to be escorted to class?"

Kurt chuckled.

"I warn you, you might get a slushie delivery or thrown in the dumpster, I don't think it's worth it,"

Geez these kids were cruel.

Dumpster toss?

Blaine cringed at that.

It was worth it.

For Kurt.

Blaine shrugged, he smiled as he pulled Kurt outside and refused to let go of his hand, despite Kurt's warnings.

When Blaine went to find his friends he should have known better to keep quiet. As soon as he saw the way they were looking at him he wiped the smile of his face. Maybe he should of went straight to Wes and David, but then again..by the looks on these two faces, Wes and David probably already told them a good gossip or two.

"What?" He asked as he walked up to them.

"You took long enough, heard you were with Kurt," Jeff commented with Nick smirking next to him.

"What if I was?"

"Wes said that you wouldn't take long,"

"Not my fault Kurt took his shirt of and Finn came bargin..."WHAT?" They yelled...shit," He held up a hand to his mouth.

Well done Blaine. Well done, you really had to reveal that Kurt took his shirt of to the biggest gossiping boys in Dalton didn't you? He thought.

You really out do yourself, hope you're proud of yourself because you just fucked it up big time. If they spill one word to Kurt...

~Meanwhile~

"Blaine!" Jeff yelled trying to get his friend's attention who was too busy muttering things to himself.

He looked to Nick who shrugged also not knowing what was going on.

They deserved best friends of the year award for putting up with this...

"Jeff?" Nick suggested.

"Don't worry I got this," Jeff rubbed his hands together as though ready to create magic.

~Back in Blaine's Mind~

Stupid fucking idiot you are Blaine. Kurt, beautiful innocent perfect Kurt...woah okay maybe you have fallen hard...was his friends correct for once?

No...

Maybe?

No...

Just friends...just good...are we even friends yet? Surely we are...I need to ask...

SMACK

Blaine felt it harder than it was heard.

"WHAT THE HELL JEFF!?" He screamed.

"Are you done torturing yourself?" Jeff asked.

"What are you on about! Was that really necessary?" Blaine muttered holding his cheek.

"It was the only way to get you to snap out of it Blaine!" Nick groaned.

"Out of what?" He couldn't understand these two sometimes.

Both of them looked at each other as though understanding the others pain.

"Blaine, we can't have you losing focus right now, do you remember why were here?"

To see Kurt...

"Uh...because we agreed to spice up the comp?" He answered.

"That's right!" Wes said walking in with David at the door towards the middle of the hallway were they were standing.

"So if you can't stop day dreaming about Kurt for half an hour so help me Blaine, I'll give the lead to Nick!" And as though to prove his point he pointed to the said boy standing next to Jeff who didn't appear to have a problem with that.

"That's not so bad..." Blaine told.

They all gaped at him.

David moved forward and started shaking him.

"We need our main man Blaine,"

"As much as I'd love the lead, David's right, we've been practising this too much to let it go now,"

"Fine," Blaine sighed, he knew they were right.

They cheered.

"Wes, Nick, why don't you show Blaine where the auditoriam is? I need to speak to David,"

Nick looked hurt.

"Excuse me, but I'm in on this too aren't I?"

"GUYS, what's going on?" Blaine begged.

Jeff gave Nick a look of a murder.

"Should I be worried?" Blaine asked.

"I'm wondering the same thing," Wes nodded.

David looked confused.

"Look guys, I got no time for this, Wes, Nick come, they can catch up later," Blaine suggested as they followed his orders, because no one wants to mess with a pissed of Blaine.

Jeff grinned as he patted David's shoulder.

"Ah my main Nigga..."

"Will you stop with the Nigga? I have a name?"

"Not a chance my friend," Jeff grinned.

"Right...so what did you need me for?"

"I need to discuss a matter of...operation Klaine,"

"Operation Klaine?" David raised an eyebrow.

"Seriously dude...Kurt + Blaine...I thought Nigga's were good at this stuff,"

"Is that why you chose me to talk to instead of Nick?"

"No he already knows...I need to ask a favor..."

"Spill it white boy,"