He had gotten through at least four books about pianos by lunch and he was eager to learn about the instrument. He had begun to learn the piano when he was twelve and he didnt know if he remembered how to play. Though, reading the basics was bringing it all back to him.

He had practically begged his parents for a keyboard for months and when he finally got one for his birthday he was beyond excited.

His dad hadnt been very happy about what hed wanted but apparently begging had worked.

He plugged it in a slowly began to push down each key a different sound flying out with each note, he smiled and began to teach himself the basic notes remembering the positions of his hands on the keyboard.

Within two weeks he had learned his first song, teenage dream and he was proud of what hed achieved.

Hed run down to show his family but only earned a scowl from his dad.

"Any song in the world and you choose that one?" His dad said and he felt like hed been kicked in the gut. Hed worked hard to learn the song and now it was being thrown in his face. "Maybe you should have a go at playing a boys song?" His dad continued and he frowned. Since when did songs have genders?

He nodded and walked away, he never played for his parents again, only to himself. He knew they loved him so he wasnt really bothered by his dads outburst, he was only doing what was best for him right?

It wasnt until a couple of months later when his dad stormed into his room while he was practicing that he really found out how much him playing actually bothered his dad.

"Blaine!" His dad said storming into his room.

He looked up from his keyboard his hand falling to the side of it. "Yes dad?" He asked seeing the slight anger in his fathers eyes.

"All you do it play that damn piano and its driving me crazy!" His dad said with wide gestures.

"Im sorry dad but if I want to get good I have to practice all the time," he argued.

"Why dont you go out and play some sport or something?" His dad said and he scoffed.

"I like sport, but I love this it feels so magical being able to create music," he said smiling at the thought looking down at his keyboard.

His dad moved so quick that he hardly saw it coming, suddenly his keyboard was ripped from him and thrown to the floor.

"DAD!" He said feeling his heart shrink.

"You need to learn Blaine!" His dad said crushing his keyboard beneath his feet.

He was mad at his dad for weeks after that, he didnt understand what was getting into him. His dad had never done anything like that before. So many questions riddled through his mind, did he have this coming?

But he kept silent and didnt even ask what hed done wrong. His dad didnt know that he was gay, hed known for a long time and hed planned to tell his family soon but maybe he should wait another year.

The bell brought him out of his day-dream and he stood walking back to put the books back on the shelf. He knew that Kurt would be coming out of his class now and made sure to hurry down to the meeting point that Kurt had told him to wait at.

Kurt was already there leaning against the wall waiting for him, he looked hot and sweaty but sent him a smile when he saw him coming towards him.

"Hey, are you ok?" Kurt asked him and he nodded trying to push the thoughts of the piano out of his head. He would probably never play again but at least he could read about it.

"How was your lesson Kurt?" He asked looking at the floor.

"It was good, hard but good, other people brought their slaves into the class, I didnt know if you would want to, I dont think people treat their slaves particularly well here," Kurt said and he frowned at the ground.

"Its ok Kurt, if you want me to come to class with you then I will, but Im will be just as happy in the library," he said thinking of all the other books that he hadnt had the chance to read yet.

Kurt smiled. "You like the library?" Kurt asked softly and he nodded.

"But I like you more," he said without thinking about it and he regretted it. He could feel his walls shattering around him and he was afraid that he soon wouldnt be able to hide if something happened.

"Youre so sweet Blaine," Kurt said and suddenly Kurt was moving away from the wall and down the corridor. He followed closely behind, was he sweet? "Are you hungry?" Kurt asked and he gave a small nod. "Ok, the cafeterias this way," Kurt said taking a left down into the next corridor.

…

He watched as Blaine ate his lunch, it was the most hed seen him eat since he had come to live with him.

He took a bite of his own and smiled. He had liked his lessons but he didnt care for the people in them much, he hadnt really talked to them though. There was one boy who had tried to talk to him but he was being crude so he ignored him and carried on with the class.

And he just didnt like how some of them treated their slaves but some hadnt brought them to college so he couldnt judge them.

Blaine had become so much to him and he didnt want him to get hurt, though he couldnt be sure that anyone here was going to hurt him but you could never be sure.

"So did you read anything in the library?" He asked Blaine who looked up from his plate and nodded slightly.

Blaine seemed to be a little worried about all of the people around them, he hardly looked him in the face and he hardly spoke.

"What did you read?" he tried and Blaine looked up again knowing that he would have to answer with words this time.

"Books about pianos Kurt," Blaine said and he smiled.

"You like pianos?" He said excitedly and Blaine nodded again looking back to his plate. "Thats great Blaine, do you play?" He asked and he saw the sadness in Blaines eyes.

"I used to Kurt," Blaine said.

He didnt want to push the conversation further, especially not at school. There seemed to be something deeper there and if it was going to make Blaine upset he wasnt going to force him to talk about it.

He started to eat again in silence but Blaine looked up again.

"Kurt, could I go to class with you this afternoon?" Blaine asked and he felt his eyes widen.

"Yeah of course," he replied. "I think thats a good idea, then you can decide if you want to come back with me or keep going to the library," he said nodding to himself.

Blaine nodded before laying his knife and fork down on his plate signalling that he was finished. He didnt the same and stood taking Blaines plate and putting on top of his before walking to put them away.

A couple of people gave him funny looks but he just kept his head up high, he looked behind him and noticed that Blaine was following behind him.

He dropped the plates off and walked out of the cafeteria just as the bell rang for next lesson, Blaine was following close behind as usually and they made it to the class room a few minutes later.

"Are you sure you want to do this Blaine?" He asked just before they walked in.

Blaine looked up and nodded. "Yes Kurt," Blaine replied and he nodded turning and walking into the class still a little worried.

…

He felt a little nervous as he walked into the classroom, he didnt look around and just followed Kurt closely with his eyes looking to the floor.

He could hear the muttering of the students but it didnt bother him like it would have done a month ago, he just kept close to Kurt. Kurt was safe, Kurt would protect him.

Suddenly there was a voice talking to Kurt.

"That your slave?" Someone asked and he look a small glance up, the boy was tall and held his head high. He had short black hair and a muscular frame that scared him a little.

Kurt looked back at him, he didnt look like he wanted to say the word slave.

"Y-yes," Kurt said sounding disgusted with himself.

He felt bad, he didnt mind being call a slave because thats what he was, its what he had been for a long time and probably what he would be for the rest of his life.

"Bit well-dressed dont you think?" The guy said and he kept silent. He knew Kurt was going to get questioned for looking after him so well.

"Doesnt take much to treat them right Tyler," Kurt spat and carried on past him.

He followed, closer this time, he wanted to be strong for Kurt and he had to admit that a month ago he would have run out, run from his fear but he had to face it unless he would never get better.

"Good afternoon students, you have five minutes before we continue the routine," a woman said entering the room and he looked up the harshness in the womans voice catching him off guard. Kurt seemed to see this and laid a light hand on his arm.

"Dont worry about her, she means well but shes a little strict," Kurt explained and he nodded with a weak smile.

They walked further into the room and into a clear space.

"Whats up hot stuff?" A voice asked and Kurt scoffed. He suddenly felt like his whole world had stopped.

"Go away Sebastian," Kurt said folding his arms.

"Aw, come on babe," Sebastian said to Kurt and he could feel his heart beating so fast it fluttered in his ears.

He knew that voice, it was one that he never wanted to hear again.

He remembered that like normal the first couple of days with his new master was fine, he had asked him to do his chores, homework and he had even been hit a couple of times but nothing serious.

But then his master took a sudden turn as his master asked him to lay with him on the boys bed.

"Youre beautiful". His new master was stroking his curls, he felt uncomfortable and the look in the boys eyes were full of lust.

He knew that the boy wasnt eighteen yet but hed explained that his dad was in high places and could get him whatever he wanted.

He just sat there as the boy told him he was beautiful, unlike any slave hed ever seen. If he could have, hed have run but the boys hand was firmly clasping his wrist.

"Call me master," the boy said eagerly.

"Yes master," he said frightened.

"Babe were going to have so much fun!" His master said climbing on top of him.

He whimpered and shook his head. "No master please," he squeaked and he felt his master harden on top of him. Him being frightened seemed to make him more aroused.

The grip on his wrist tightened and he started to struggle, there was no law on raping slaves but youre not supposed to.

"No," he said starting to panic.

"Shut up!" His master hissed slapping him hard around the face.

He grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand and reached for the school tie that was tied around his neck with the other. He tied it around his wrists and then to the bed frame just above his head.

"Please! Please stop," he yelled pulling at the tie but it was tied to tight.

His masters hand started to roam his body and he struggled as hard as he could but he couldnt break free.

His master hand met the top of his trousers and went to pulled them down but he yelled louder.

"No!" He screamed and his master sneered letting go of the edge of his trousers and grabbing a fist full of his hair. His stomach was churning with fear, he just wanted the boy off of him.

"Youre lucky I dont have another tie on me to gag you with," his master sneered and he whimpered.

"Sebastian! What the hell are you doing?" An angry voice yelled and then suddenly his master was off of him.

"Dad, i-I thought you were at work," his master said.

"I got off early! I didnt get you a slave so you could have sex with him!" His dad yelled coming towards them.

His masters dad untied the tie around his wrists and pulled him off the bed.

"Im taking him back and youll have to wait until youre eighteen!" His masters dad yelled dragging him towards the door of the bedroom, he wasnt sure if he was happy that he was going back of sad because he would have to endure another beating for getting sent back again.

"No dad! Ive never seen a slave like him before, hes so beautiful please dont take him away, Ill never find another like him!" His master yelled but was ignored as he was dragged out of the room.

He didnt see that master again, he was driven back immediately, well not until now.

He backed away from both of them, he needed to get away he couldnt let him see who he was.

"Who this?" Sebastian asked and he kept his head down willing his eyes to stop filling with tears.

"This is my s-slave," Kurt said and he didnt want be here anymore.

He felt a hand under his chin and his head was forced up, looking into Sebastians eyes for the first time since the incident made him feel sick.

"Dont touch him Sebastian," Kurt snapped slapping Sebastians hand away and he dropped his head to the floor again letting a tear slide down his face.

"Hes a pretty one Kurt, you should tell him to look up more," Sebastian said and he snapped he ran towards the door not caring if Kurt beat him for it, even though he knew he wouldnt.

He flung it open and ran out heading towards the library, it was quiet in the library. His mind was swimming and he felt like he couldnt breathe.

"Blaine," he heard behind him footsteps to tell him that Kurt was running after him. He didnt stop, he kept running towards the library even though his brain was telling him to stop. Kurt was safe, Kurt wouldnt hurt him, Kurt wouldnt let Sebastian get to him.

He reached the library and found the single chair in the corner of the room sitting on it and bringing his knees to his chest wrapping his arms around them.

"Blaine," Kurt called him name again and he closed his eyes. "Blaine," Kurt said again but now he was next to him.

"Please, please Kurt," he whimpered his mouth running on like it wasnt connected to his brain.

"Blaine, calm down, Im right here and Im not going to hurt you I promise," Kurt soothed.

"Please, dont let him hurt me, please, please," he went on his eyes still clamped closed.

"Dont let who hurt you?" Kurt asked and he opened his eyes, climbing off the chair and standing.

"No, no please," he mumbled turning to Kurt. He had been doing well but his mind had brought him back. He was nothing, worthless.

He took a couple of steps back, feeling his mind go hazy before he was falling. Falling into the nothingness, arms grabbing him around the waist and the last thing he thought was, Kurt.

….

He didnt know what had freaked Blaine out so much but he was going to find out.

He held Blaine in his arms, unconscious. He felt like crying, Blaine had been terrified.

He wasnt going back to class, he wanted to take Blaine to the nurse but he knew for a fact that they would be turned away.

He lifted Blaine up into his arms and made his way out of the library holding Blaine close to his body pressing a kiss to his forehead. Blaine had done so well, he was so proud of him, is still proud of him.

He carried him out of the school and then out of the gate, stopping by the road. He waited for a taxi to come down the street before putting his hand out. The taxi stopped and he laid Blaine in the back seat climbing in with him and laying Blaine head in his lap.

He told the drive the address and then they were off towards home.

The driver didnt ask questions, just drove then to their location and took their money before they climbed out.

He struggled to get Blaine up the stairs, Blaine was light but he had gained weight and going up the stairs was hard enough with shopping bags let alone a person.

He had to put Blaine down to unlock the door and then lifted him again kicking the door closed behind them.

He carried Blaine into his room and laid him gently on the bed that Blaine had chosen for himself. He laid him on his side just in case and then walked away stopping by the door to take one last look before he left Blaine to rest.