Blaine walked into the Lima Bean at 4:00 in the afternoon just as Kurt and him had planned. He looked around and didn't see him so he walked up the to counter and addressed himself to the barista. "Hi."

"Hi!" she greeted cheerily. "Haven't seen you in a little while. You and that other boy used to come in here all the time."

"Yeah. About him. I'm supposed to meet him. Has he come in yet?"

"Actually, he has. He walked in about ten minutes ago. I think I saw him wonder over to the restroom."

Blaine couldn't help his smile. "Great. Thank you." He ordered his usual medium drip and Kurt's non-fat mocha while he waited. A few minutes passed and he became inpatient so he left the coffees with the woman at the counter and headed to the bathroom. Blaine swallowed and took a breath before pushing open the swinging door.

Kurt was standing in the bathroom with his back against a wall and his head angled up. He wasn't doing anything, just standing. Blaine stepped closer, letting the door swing shut behind him. They were alone in the restroom. Blaine thought Kurt appeared troubled. "Kurt?" he asked softly.

Kurt turned, almost startled, and stared at Blaine, looking him up and down. Blaine didn't move, wanting to let Kurt make the first move or say the first word.

Kurt started breathing heavily. I came here to do something and I can't back out now. Kurt thought. He walked slowly and carefully toward Blaine, stopping once he was a foot away from him.

Blaine knew the look that Kurt wore on his face. He's nervous. Blaine thought. Why is he nervous? He got the answer to his question when Blaine watched Kurt gently reached his hands up and slowly fingered Blaine's tie, delicately slipping it out from behind his Dalton Blazer. Blaine's heart skipped a beat. His eyes followed their own trail starting from Kurt's fingertips, to his wrists, where Kurt still wore the bracelet Blaine gave him, to his arms, to his chest and up his neck, to his lips, which were wet from Kurt licking them, and ending at Kurt's eyes.

Kurt's blue orbs bore into Blaine's. He licked his lips again and breathed out hot air. He took a step back, while still holding onto Blaine's tie. Tugging on in as he took another step back, Blaine was urged to step forward. He did. He took step after step until Kurt had backed them both fully into the handicapped stall and his own back was flush against the tiled wall. He let the tie drop and gently switched places with Blaine. He turned and locked the stall door and turned back to Blaine.

Blaine was split between wanting to ask what Kurt was doing and why Kurt changed his mind, and not doing or saying anything because he was aware that Kurt was trying to seduce him and he wasn't going to stop him. Blaine felt the sudden rush of a first kiss all over again. His heart was racing, and his body was tensing. Kurt was so close Blaine could smell his lotions. This was the scent that used to turn him on. Something about the combining smell of lavender, mint, and eucalyptus made Blaine's skin grow goose bumps and tingle all over. "You smell really nice," he finally said, breaking the silence. The tension between them was palpable. Blaine tried his best not to get aroused, but this was a battle he knew he'd eventually lose.

Kurt put his cheek against Blaine's. "You do too. I always liked the smell of your aftershave."

Blaine let out a breath he'd been holding. It came out sounding ragged. Kurt kissed Blaine softly just behind his ear. Blaine felt Kurt's lips and his eyes closed instinctually. He thought any minute he'd wake up and find this was a dream. "I missed you," he said. Kurt answered him with another kiss, this time just below his cheek bone.

At this point, Blaine's hands were plastered to the wall because he didn't know what he was and wasn't able to do. He yearned to reach out and cup Kurt's neck and to run his thumb along his jaw. He just wanted to be closer. For as hard as he was trying to push the best thoughts out of his head, what he really wanted to do, what his body was telling him to do, was to grab Kurt and flip him back so he was up against the wall, as Blaine devoured Kurt's neck and face while grinding his hips against the slender boy's. But his brain refrained him from doing so. Just one touch, he thought. Just one and I'll be satisfied.

Kurt dragged his lips gently down to Blaine's mouth and leveled his face with the olive skinned boy. "Open your eyes," he commanded softly. Blaine did. Kurt saw two things in Blaine's honey eyes: Desire and Uncertainty. Blaine saw the same things in Kurt's eyes. "Kiss me," Kurt commanded next, equally as soft and intoxicating as the last demand.

Blaine paused. "I can't."

Kurt backed his head away slightly, his eyes showing confusion and yearning now. "But I want you to. Kiss me."

"Why?"

Kurt closed his eyes and breathed through his nose. He backed himself up against the opposite end of the stall and leaned against it with his arms crossed.

Blaine licked his lips, finally able to breath and think somewhat clearly. "What changed? Not that I'm complaining. Believe me. I would love nothing more that to wrap my arms around you and kiss you until we passed out from a lack of oxygen, but yesterday the thought of touching me repulsed you."

"I never said that."

"But it's true. You flinched every time I tried to touch you and you said that you couldn't touch me because all you could think of was-"

"I needed to know!" Kurt interjected, becoming emotional.

"Know what?" Blaine asked walking half the distance between them.

"I'm very confused about how I feel. I thought that if I could kiss you or be close to you and still feel that thing that we had then maybe we'd stand a chance."

Blaine didn't hesitate, he closed the rest of the distance between them and brought his lips to Kurt's. He didn't crush Kurt's lips like he did yesterday, he didn't kiss him desperately. He kissed him lovingly, slowly increasing in intensity as Kurt pleased.

Kurt moaned on impact of Blaine's tongue grazing his lower lip. For that one instant he lost himself in Blaine, just as he used to, but the moment he started thinking about how he missed this, the thought of James having done this too popped in his mind and he swallowed for an instant, thinking he might throw up. He continued kissing Blaine, but his mind was too busy pushing out thoughts of James and he forced himself to think of something else. The first thought that came to him was the way Zach looked at him last night. He had kept going back to that thought all day. Did Zach want to kiss him? Did Kurt want Zach to kiss him?

Blaine pulled back. "What's the matter?" he asked, sensing something was wrong.

"Nothing. Why?"

"You're making me nervous. You don't seem into this."

"No I am. I'm just distracted. I'm sorry. Kiss me again."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Blaine knew something was wrong. This isn't going to work. Not like this. Blaine had to try something else. He licked his lips and softened his features. He took the back of his fingers and ran it down Kurt's cheek gently; then trailed his fingers down his jaw line to his chin and took it between his thumb and index finger. He placed a chaste kiss on Kurt's lips. "Do you remember the first time your dad let you dress me and the second we got to your room you undressed me?" Another kiss, this time on the jaw line. "I think about it all the time." He trailed his free hand around Kurt's hip to his lower back. "The way you took your time with each piece of clothing." Another kiss below Kurt's ear. "It was incredibly sexy." Kiss. This one behind his ear. Blaine moaned. "You're so beautiful." He kissed Kurt's pulse point. "I miss this." Kiss. "I love this." Kiss. Moan. "I love you."

Kurt became putty in Blaine's hands. He moaned and Blaine knew he had him. "Mmnn, Blaine. Kiss me."

Blaine nibbled Kurt's neck which elicited another moan, to Blaine's happiness. "I am kissing you." He sucked at Kurt's pulse point for a second.

"Mmnn. My lips. Kiss my lips."

Blaine moved quickly to Kurt's mouth, sucking in his bottom lip and releasing it. Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth and Blaine's arm tightened around Kurt's waist, pressing Kurt's hips tightly to Blaine's. He denied his want to grind his own hips into Kurt's. "Oh, Kurt," he groaned between kisses. "I love you." Kiss. "I love you so much." Kiss. Blaine lost himself in Kurt uncontrollably.

Kurt didn't know where he was. He couldn't think. He couldn't do anything, but follow Blaine's lead. This is what he'd come here to do this with Blaine for. This is was he was searching for… a spark. He suddenly lost control of himself and he pushed against Blaine, sending him backward, Kurt included. With their lips still attached, Blaine's back hit the tiled wall and his head accidentally slammed against it too. He broke his lips from Kurt's and grabbed the back of his head.

Kurt knew instantly what happened and started laughing. "I'm so sorry," he said bringing his hands up to hold Blaine's face. He giggled some more. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

Blaine was smiling, but Kurt could tell he had hurt himself. "Am I bleeding?"

Kurt checked. "No. You might get a bump though." Kurt kissed the top of Blaine's head. "I'm sorry."

"Forgiven."

Kurt was still laughing. Maybe we should go get coffee before I accidentally break something."

They walked out of the bathroom smiling, Blaine rubbing the back of his head. Kurt was surprised that Blaine had already ordered for them and they took their coffees to a corner of the caf�. Kurt offered to get Blaine some ice, but he declined, but asked to share a piece of cheesecake with him instead. Kurt protested, saying that Cheesecake was not on his acceptable food wheelhouse. Blaine pouted and rubbed his head some more until Kurt felt guilty enough to agree.

"So Mr. Sheuster told us that we were invited back into the Benefit concert," Kurt said in between bites.

Blaine smiled. "Yeah. I may or may not have had a hand in that. I begged Wes and David to invite the New Directions back."

"And they said yes? Just like that?"

"Well, no. I had to convince them that it was more beneficial to do so." He paused, knowing that he should tell Kurt the entire truth and not the half truth. "And I had to convince James that Finn wouldn't punch his face in again. I got him to tell Wes and David that there would be no more fighting and he felt safe around Finn and the other guys."

Kurt twisted his lips, thinking. "How did you do that? Convince him to go talk to Wes and David. He doesn't seem like a 'do something for nothing' kind of guy."

"Um…" Blaine took a deep breath. "I agreed to go on a date with him this Saturday." He saw the look of regret starting to show on Kurt's face.

Kurt felt like he'd been kicked in the face. He's dating him? He wanted to throw up. Why did I do this? He put his fork down.

"I don't want to go. I mean, it's not really even a date. He's calling it that, but I made him understand that there would be zero kissing and touching of any kind. I only agreed to it because I wanted to see you. Please don't hate me."

"Why are you telling me? This sounds like something you'd hide from me." Kurt sounded like he was becoming angry. There was a touch of venom in his voice.

It made Blaine feel helpless. "I didn't want there to be any more secrets between us. I wanted to show you that I'm trying. I know He is a sore subject, but it's because of him that you and I get to see each other again. I don't want to go, really I don't. I don't want anything to do with him. Please believe me. I can't bare you to keep looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like you wish you never asked me to come here."

"I'm bordering on that thought."

"I'm not hooking up with anyone and I'm not seeing anyone behind your back. I just wanted to get you back where you could see that I was working to be better for you. If you and I were back together I would have said no. If I thought there was a chance we'd be getting back together this week, I would have said no." Blaine covered Kurt's hand with his. "Kurt please look at me."

It took a second, but Kurt finally leveled his eyes with Blaine's.

"Tell me not to go. Say it. If you don't want me to go, I won't. I don't even want to go anyway."

"Do you have any sort of feelings for him?" The question struck Blaine as odd so he stayed silent, looking quizzically at Kurt. "You two shared something intimate and special. So… anything?"

"No. Nothing. I have zero feelings for James. Less than Zero. I have more of an emotional attachment to a stranger's pet fish in Romania than I do James."

"Zach asked me to the spring carnival on Friday night."

Blaine's heart sank. "Like a date?"

"No. He just asked me to go with him."

"But if it was a date. Would you go?"

"Yes."

"You answered that quickly." Blaine sighed.

"I talked with my dad last night and he said that I should re-evaluate my feelings for Zach before I jump back into something with you because it wouldn't be fair to you if I kept thinking of him when I was with you."

Blaine slid his hand off of Kurt's and leaned back in his chair. "I've never felt like I couldn't compete with someone for your affection before."

"It's not a competition."

"I know you think he's straight, but I know he's not. He has feelings for you. It's obvious with the way he touches you. And it is a competition. He knows it. Yesterday, when he saw me at my car, he went from looking happy to disappointed. He feels the same way I do. He thinks that if I come back in the picture, then you go away because that means you don't need him anymore. I've felt that way since I met him. I always felt this jealousy that if you fell for him, then what could you possibly want with me? I know he's not straight and you do too. If you really thought that he was straight, you wouldn't be bothering with the idea that MAYBE you could have feelings for him. If you really thought that he was straight then you wouldn't spend so much time evaluating what could happen if he liked you back because you would KNOW that none of it would matter."

"I don't know what to say to you."

"So, you thought you'd invite me here, make out with me, make me think one thing, and then drop something on me like this?"

"I told you I was confused."

"Only after I asked you why you were acting so differently than yesterday. Jesus Kurt. I love you so fucking much." Blaine could feel himself losing control of his emotions. "Don't do this. Don't fall in love with him. Please," he begged.

Kurt saw how much this news hurt Blaine. Hell, it hurt him too. He didn't want to have feelings for someone other than Blaine. He wasn't even sure if he did. His voice calmed and he spoke normally. "I think that you should go on the date with James and treat it as a date. And I'm going to go to Spring Carnival with Zach and find out if whatever I'm feeling is anything at all. I didn't do this to hurt you, Blaine. I love you." Blaine looked away. "No. Don't do that. You wanted to hear it and I needed to tell you that. I love you. I do. I love you more than anything and today showed me that there's still something substantial between us and I can't ignore that. But my dad had a point. It wouldn't be fare to anyone if I had these 'what if' feelings. Please look at me." He did.

"And what happens if you find that you have feelings for both of us?"

"I don't know."

Blaine rubbed his face. "Christ." He paused. "You know this morning was the first morning in a long time where I woke up happy? I don't want to go back to everything that came before that again."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't want to date anyone else. I don't want YOU to date anyone else."

"Maybe this will be good for both of us."

"I'll believe that on the day you come back to me and tell me you were wrong." Kurt stared at Blaine wordlessly. This was hard for both of them. Blaine gave up in trying to convince Kurt that finding out what his feelings were for Zach was a bad idea and looked at Kurt with wearied trust and complete affection. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you love me."

"I love you." Kurt didn't hesitate to say that. He meant it.

"Tell me you love me and only me," Blaine commanded.

"There's no one else but you. Not Zach, not anyone. Only you."

"Promise?"

"I Promise."

"Now say it again and kiss me."

Kurt disregarded everyone else in the room and leaned forward across the table. "You're the only one I love." He parted his lips and pressed them to Blaine's. "You're my everything. I'll love you 'til the day I die." He pressed his lips to Blaine's once more, this time touching his tongue to Blaine's and feeling an electric pulse run through him. "We'll get these things out of our system and then it'll be just you and me." Another kiss. "I just need to figure this out so that I can be with you fully." Kurt gave Blaine one final kiss that made both boys moan into one another's mouths.

Blaine rested his forehead against Kurt's. "So you figure out your feelings for Zach and then us?"

"Yes."

"Forever?"

"And ever."

"I love you."

"I love you."