There was barely a sound. It was never quiet in Lima, Ohio.

Nightbird walked slowly around the rooftop of the Lima Bean, his eyes darting around to see if anyone was in the dark corners of the streets. He couldn't see anyone, there wasn't a car in sight and that worried him. Something was wrong.

Before Nightbird could jump onto the roof of another building, he was startled by a voice.

"Nightbird..." the voice chuckled darkly. "I'd say that it's good to see you, but that would be a lie." Nightbird turned around to face the figure that owned the voice and immediately wished he hadn't. Nightbird had not seen him for a while, but it was definitely him; The Llamanator.

"Llamanator, you're back. What, didn't the zoo want you either?" Nightbird smirked wickedly.

"That was quick, I'm impressed." Llamanator said. "But if you must know, I have been in training with my step brother for the past four months."

Nightbird looked back at him. "So why are you back? Haven't you got anything better to do than cause trouble?"

The Llamanator grinned. "I do actually. You see, there's this guy who I sort of knew and...well, let's just say I have unfinished business with him." Nightbird eyed him suspiciously.

"Oh, nice costume by the way; it's a lot better than your old one." The Llamanator remarked sarcastically. "You look like you've just fallen out of a Power Rangers movie." He sniggered.

"At least I don't look like I work in a strip club." Nightbird commented. Before he knew it, he was dodging a throwing star. He grinned as it skimmed past his face in what seemed like slow motion.

Nightbird went to speak but was stopped by being pinned down to the concrete floor. The Llamanator straddled him, keeping him from moving and had one hand at Nightbird's throat, so he could slice his neck with his claws if needed.

"Well, I hate to break it to you Llamanator, but I'm taken."

"Aha, please." The Llamanator scoffed. "You're not my type...and for the record, I'm also taken."

"Really?" Nightbird asked, genuinely interested. "I wonder what your girlfriend would do if she found out she was dating a criminal..."

"Boyfriend."

"What?"

"I have a boyfriend."

"Oh." Well, that was unexpected. Nightbird thought he was the only gay guy in Lima.

The Llamanator paused for a moment. "Anyway..." He said, trying to get back on track. "Consider this a warning, Bird. Your life's about to get a bit more complicated." Llamanator took his hand away from Nightbird's neck. He stood up from sitting on Nightbird, making sure to grind his hips down on him before lifting himself up. He heard Nightbird's breathing hitch, success. The Llamanator stood over him. "Au Revoir!" He winked and said enthusiastically, and then he vanished.

The two of them didn't realise how true The Llamanator's words really were.

xxx

Kurt Hummel walked through the busy hallway of McKinley the next day, making his way to his locker. His head was filled with thoughts about last night's events. He'd found Nightbird, The Nocturnal Avenger. He mocked the superhero, letting a faint smirk slide onto he lips. Please, the costume makes him look like a freaking action figure.

Kurt arrived at his locker and entered the combination, stuffing the small, metal compartment with textbooks and his coat. He looked into the little mirror that was stuck on the inside of the door. Kurt lifted his hand to fix his hair and froze. He was wearing one of The Llamanator's bracelets. He forgot to take it off when he got home last night. Kurt looked around and discreetly slid the bracelet off and shoved it in the back pocket of his skinny jeans. There. No one saw you, Kurt. Calm down. He sighed and shut his locker just in time for Blaine to arrive at his side.

"Hey Kurt." Blaine grinned happily.

"Hey, I'm sorry I didn't call you back last night. I was busy." Kurt left out the part where he was jumping from rooftop to rooftop looking for a certain superhero.

"Yeah, no don't worry about it. I was pretty busy last night too." Kurt's eyes searched the hallway seeing if anyone was looking there way. Once he saw the coast was clear he leaned over a pressed a soft kiss to Blaine's lips, closing his eyes in the process. McKinley still wasn't what you'd call a 'safe place'. You definitely don't see people walking around waving rainbow flags, unless you count Brittany.

He pulled away after a few seconds, opening his eyes to see beautiful honey-coloured orbs staring at him with adoration. Blaine's eyes were one of Kurt's favourite things about him.

"I love you." Blaine sighed dreamily.

"And I love you, too." Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand in his own before walking to AP English, Blaine following him.

"So what did you do last night, Kurt?"

Kurt panicked. "Oh, I umm...I had to spend some time at home." He continued his story at Blaine's questioning look. "My dad feels like we don't spend enough time together as a family so I wasn't allowed to go anywhere, and he took my phone off me so I couldn't text you." Please buy it, please...

Blaine smiled "Oh okay. I had to help my mom at one of her coffee meetings."

The two boys entered the classroom and sat down in their seats, Blaine behind Kurt as usual for this class. The bell rang and Blaine looked at the teacher who immediately burst into her lecture about 'Of Mice and Men'.

Blaine sighed internally. There was no way he could concentrate, not after what happened last night. His greatest enemy, returned after not being seen for four months. Blaine shook his head to clear his thoughts; he didn't want to think about that now. Especially not the part when The Llamanator grinded down on him. No. Stop.

Blaine shifted in his seat and looked at the boy in front of him, but something caught his eye. As it was usual for Blaine to look at his boyfriend's ass, he noticed something hanging out of Kurt's pocket.

"Kurt." He whispered, trying to get Kurt's attention. "Kurt."

Kurt made sure the teacher wasn't looking before he turned around, causing the item to fall from Kurt's skinny jeans onto the floor.

"Something fell out of your pocket." Blaine stated.

Kurt looked down at the bracelet and snatched it up before anyone else could see it. He placed back into his pocket again and smiled at Blaine. "Thanks."

Blaine smiled in reply as Kurt returned to taking notes. Blaine could have sworn he'd seen that bracelet before. If only he could remember where.