Two days back at school and Blaine still seemed to be the man of the hour. Kurt understood why. With everyone being at the game and witnessing what happened and then his recovery from the accident. It was what heroes were made of, or so it seemed. Kurt had been spending a lot of after school time talking to Catherine and getting guest lists from her. Ellen had been fantastic at getting names of caterers, florists, rental companies for the canopies and china. The list was long. Blaine went back to practice with his new helmet and Kurt refused to miss a practice. He couldn't bear it if Blaine got hurt again. He spent countless days just watching for any signs that Blaine was hurt again.

It was torture for Blaine to sit on the sidelines yet again. This made three weeks. He had his new helmet, but Coach Bieste wanted to make sure he was safe so made him sit an extra week. He was such a performer that anything he could do satisfied that need to perform so he helped the only way he could. Helping the receivers was his contribution. Burt and Carole took Blaine, Kurt, Finn and Rachel out for pizza after the game. It was the first time they had dinner together in a while. "Finn, you did well out there tonight against Ross. Looks like you were finding your receivers."

"Thanks Burt, Blaine has been unbelievable in helping with that. It's like the other guys just don't see it. It'll be on when Blaine comes back next week." They fist bumped as the pizza arrived at the table.

Carole noticed Kurt's reaction to the statement. "Blaine? Are you ready to start playing already? It's only been a few weeks since the incident." Kurt half-smiled his thanks for being motherly and really questioning it.

"I've been practicing with full contact for the last week and coach made me sit out. I am ready to get back on the field. I know what I'm doing on the sidelines is great, but I want to actually play!" He knew Kurt didn't want him to play ever again. He turned to Kurt and addressed both he and Carole. "I know you're both really scared, but I promise you that I'll be okay." He took Kurt's hand. "I know you're so worried Kurt, but you know this is me. I have to do. I can't sit on the side and watch."

Kurt sighed. "I know. I'm just very worried." Carole knew the discussion wouldn't be over for now. Kurt could never deny something that Blaine felt so strongly about. It's one of the things Kurt loved about Blaine.

Burt chimed in easing Kurt's concerns. "Kurt, so many athletes have had concussions before. You heal and then move on. He'll be fine. I know I had one or two when I played football. It happens a lot. You just have to come back the right way. I think the coach was doing the right thing keeping him out another week."

Blaine nodded his thanks to Burt and gave Carole a half smile because he knew she questioned it to help Kurt, not hurt Blaine or their relationship. Just then, Rachel saved the day by changing the subject as she often did. "So, you guys are singing your pieces for the competition next week too. Can you share what you have planned?"

"Rachel, don't even go there. Of all the people that are against spying, I can't believe you would ask." Kurt said incredulously.

"I wasn't asking to spy, but I guess it wasn't right to ask. You two are definitely the couple to beat in my opinion. Finn and I have been working on our songs for the past few weeks."

"Well, Blaine was injured and not allowed to sing, but I'm pretty sure he never needs practice. He's perfect." Kurt leaned over and kissed Blaine's cheek because he was shoveling a slice of pizza down. "Oh my God. You and Finn are like these bottomless pits. Have some dignity Blaine."

"'m hungry." Blaine was swallowing. "You have no idea how good this is."

Kurt was eating his normal salad while everyone else ate pizza. "I can't eat like you, Baby, or I'll get fat and you'll find yourself some other fabulous guy."

Blaine kissed Kurt. "I'm pretty sure there is no other fabulous guy for me."

"Aww. You guys are so cute. Finn, how can we even compete with this? They can both sing and they're such a great couple and they're both good looking."

"Rachel, you're beautiful." Finn rarely said the right thing, but sometimes he got it right and this was one of those times. "Look in the mirror. You're a shining star. Sunny and sparkly and beautiful." Carole beamed that her son could come up with the words as perfect as that. Blaine and Kurt smiled too.

"I must say Rachel, that if I were into girls, I would want to date you." Blaine and Burt laughed. Kurt used to hate her because of her ambition, but now they were the best of friends.

"Thank you Kurt." Rachel smiled sweetly.

"So, Blaine are you happy to be back at school? You get caught up kid?" Burt had to take the fatherly path to make sure his boys were getting good grades still. "Just because you've already applied to schools does not give you a bye on the schoolwork."

"I am happy to be back. It's kind of weird since the accident. Everyone is constantly wanting to talk to me. I guess the word's out about my family."

Kurt tried to look disinterested, but failed miserably. "Really, how shocking. At least I can say I'm dating the most popular guy in the school now."

Rachel didn't realize how much it was bothering Kurt. "It's a bonus. You have the cutest, hottest, best guy in the school."

"Hey!" Finn was offended by Rachel's comment. "I am the quarterback, the most important person on that team."

Blaine agreed. "Yeah Rachel, without him, I don't do anything. He's the backbone of the entire team." Finn nodded his thanks. Blaine smiled back.

"Okay, enough of the Finn love fest. I need to get my guy home. He is still recovering and I want him to get rest."

"You're right Kurt. Carole and I have to get up early in the morning. We need to get some things done around the shop before the house is in session again next month."

"When are you going to be gone?"

"We just got back kiddo. We are off until the week before Thanksgiving. We get Thanksgiving week off and back the next week until the week before Christmas then back until Mid-January."

"Whoa.. whoa.. Dad, that was confusing. So here until the week before Thanksgiving?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I need you and Carole to work on an invitation list for the wedding."

"Carole will work on it. I need to invite a few of the Representatives and Senators. You know. The ones that helped me out." Burt stopped to think. "I need to definitely invite the Senators from Massachusetts since you're getting married in their state and the New York ones and a bunch of House Reps too."

"Why am I starting to feel like my wedding is going to be a huge political arena?"

"That's what happens when you dad is a representative Kurt. What about Blaine's family?"

"Oh there are so many. This is going to be huge."

"Just be gracious Kurt. These are important people to us and to the Anderson's."

"I know dad. I'll be good. BUT, don't you dare ask me to invite anyone that didn't vote for marriage equality. I don't want my wedding to be a fiasco."

Burt didn't want that either, but this was good for him and for his cause. Everything he did was for those two boys and Finn.

Kurt opened the door and turned on the light. "Up to bed my darling." He urged Blaine up the stairs as he turned to lock the door tossing his jacket on the chair by the door. Kurt turned to head upstairs and was scooped up and thrown over Blaine's shoulder. "Ahhh. Blaine, you're going to hurt yourself!"

"I couldn't wait to get you home. I have all this pent up energy from not playing!" Blaine smiled as he placed Kurt gently on the bed. "And, guess what I found in the closet in a box that we never unpacked when we moved in?" Blaine was singing his words like a little kid.

"I give up." Kurt didn't really want to guess. Blaine went into the closet and a few seconds later emerged with a bag and held it up. Kurt's throat went dry. Blaine was not going to be resting. That sneaky bastard. "We really shouldn't Blaine. You're still recovering."

Blaine stuck his bottom lip way out. "But, I really want to."

"We shouldn't."

"Fine, I'll be right back." Blaine headed off to the bathroom with the bag.

"Where are you going?"

"To the bathroom." Blaine was almost skipping with the bag. "I won't be too long."

"A-are you….?"

Blaine turned back around. "Well I have to get rid of this energy somehow."

Oh fuck. Kurt was not prepared to tackle this type of behavior by Blaine. He wanted Blaine, but his principles were getting in the way, yet again. Blaine closed the door to the bathroom and Kurt could hear the bag being put down on the sink top. "Blaine!"

"What?"

"Get your ass out here."

"I'm busy." Blaine was almost singing.

"Blaine Jonathan Anderson! If you don't present yourself in front of me right now, you will have a cold, cold night without me."

Blaine walked out of the bathroom completely naked with his hard on right there. He stood with his hands on his hips. "Yes Kurt. What can I do for you?" Blaine smiled brightly.

Kurt's mouth hung open. "Really? You are amazing. You're a walking ball of testosterone." Kurt tried not to smile, but he wasn't too successful with that.

"I'm waiting. What is it that you need because I really need to get back to the bathroom." Blaine pointed over his shoulder to the bathroom door. The little smirk on his face was enough to drive Kurt mad. Blaine eyes were twinkling. He was definitely a smug bastard. Kurt was hardening at the sight of Blaine just standing there confident with his cock sticking straight out, completely ignoring the fact that Kurt was trying to be good.

Kurt gulped. "Come here."

"Is this going to take long? I have something really important in there."

Kurt huffed and stood up passing Blaine. Blaine just watched Kurt walk by noticing how hard Kurt was from this little game. Blaine knew his subject well. It was just a matter of minutes before Kurt would give in. Kurt grabbed the bag and returned to the bed, tossing the bag onto the bed. "You're a pain in my ass."

"Well that was kind of the point." Blaine giggled.

"You're really going to be the death of me someday. Come here." Kurt motioned for Blaine to come to the bed.

"Oh, you want to watch?" Blaine continued with the game.

Then Kurt thought about it. Did he? Hell yeah. "Yes. As a matter of fact I do want to watch."

"Oh. Okay, I thought you were tired and going to sleep, but if you want to watch. I'm fine with that." The innocent banter was getting Kurt so hot. He stripped is clothes off watching as Blaine lay down on the bed. "Oh, not tired? I could always.."

"No. No, I'm going to watch." Kurt decided two can play this game. He was going to watch and enjoy this.

Blaine didn't hesitate. He was excited and wanted to do this anyway. He would rather do it with Kurt, but either way, he was going to get off. Kurt sat on the chair toward the side of the bed but grabbed the bottle of lube from the bedside table before sitting down. He squeezed the lube in his hand, coated his cock and began stroking himself. Blaine moaned at the sight of 'his' Kurt watching him with hooded eyes as he played with himself. It was getting quite hot in here. Blaine took the lube from Kurt and pulled out his purple vibrator. He was going to really have to get himself prepared if he was going to use this. It had been a long time. Kurt preferred to bottom and Blaine preferred to top. Not that it was a stereotype, but they knew what they liked.

Blaine laid the vibrator down on the bed and sat facing Kurt. "Ready to watch? I'm going to do this for you Kurt. Only for you." Blaine lubed his fingers up and got on his knees as he started to run his finger around his hole, hissing at the feeling. It had been far too long since anything breeched his asshole. From Kurt's point of view, he watched as Blaine moaned when he inserted the first finger. Kurt moaned watching Blaine work slowly in and out loosening the tight ring of muscle.

"Fuck Blaine." Kurt propped his leg up over the arm of the chair he was in and started to stroke over his own hole, eyes never leaving the show in front of him. He breeched his own muscle ring groaning while Blaine was now adding two. "Blaine.. You are .. Fuck.. so hot."

Blaine was moaning wantonly. His eyes were closed while Kurt never took his eyes off Blaine. Kurt had enough. He immediately moved behind Blaine and stilled Blaine's hand removing his fingers and replacing them with his own. "Ohhhhh.. Kurt, Fuck."

Kurt was moving two fingers in and out slowly. Blaine was tight, but he seemed to be enjoying himself as Blaine started to rock into Kurt's hand. "Me or the vibrator?" Kurt asked. He was at the point that he wanted to fuck Blaine. It had been a long time and now with this fingers inside Blaine stroking Blaine's prostate, it was like a camel to the water. He needed to drink in Blaine's body. Needed to fill him up and feel him around him.

"Fuck the vibrator, I want you." Blaine was moaning loudly as he reached behind and pulled Kurt closer by his ass. "Fuck me Kurt. Fuck me. It's been so long. Please.. please.."

There were tears in Blaine's eyes. He was in such need and who was Kurt to deny him the one thing he needed right this second. Kurt added a little more lube to his cock and pressed gently past the tight muscle ring. He pressed very slowly holding his breath. He couldn't see Blaine's face but he could see Blaine hands clenched into the blankets and moaning and gasping as Kurt felt his balls finally touching Blaine's ass. Kurt rubbed Blaine's back gently knowing what he must be feeling right now. Something similar to being ripped in two. It had been too long. Kurt stilled waiting for the go ahead from Blaine. He didn't want to hurt him. "Tell me when baby. I'm not going to hurt you." Kurt continued to rub Blaine's back. It was covered in a sheen of sweat, no doubt from the huge dick in his ass for the first time in months.

"Baby, you can move. I need you to move." Kurt moved slowly but surely.

"Blaine.. God, I love you. So tight.. so good." Kurt pumped in and out slowly still letting Blaine get used to it. He reached for Blaine cock and stroked slowly in time with his thrusting. Kurt remained gentle and even as he made love to his fianc�. He had forgotten how amazing it felt. Blaine loosened up and was pushing back against Kurt's cock as he continued to pump speeding up from before. "Blaine, I'm going to turn you over. I want to see your face baby."

He moved out and Blaine whined at the soreness and emptiness. Kurt liked this better. He could lie on top of Blaine and continue to fuck him. He just wanted to be able to see Blaine's eyes to ensure that he wasn't hurting him. Blaine liked it too. He could look down and see Kurt moving in and out of him. It was incredible to watch this. This was as close as they would get. "Uhhnnnngh.. Kurt. God, feels so good. Been so long, baby." Kurt kissed Blaine hard as their teeth crashed together a little, but soon found tongues. Kurt started to speed up little by little, moaning into Blaine's mouth. "I never want to stop kissing you." Kurt obliged by covering Blaine's mouth yet again swallowing Blaine's moans as Kurt positioned himself higher and started pound harder with each thrust.

"Blaine.. I'm close. God, you feel so fucking good. I'm going to come inside you Baby."

"Oh.. Yes.. Kurt, fucking come for me. I want to feel you inside filling me up. Fuck me." Kurt sat upright and began moving in earnest with the feeling in the pit of his stomach rising. He took hold of Blaine's cock and began stroking him harder. As his pace quickened, Blaine's eyes closed and he was panting and gasping for air as Kurt's came inside him. As soon as he felt the warmth, Blaine spilled all over his chest and Kurt's hand. Kurt collapsed on top of him breathing heavily. The come and sweat sealing them together. "Kurt. That was unbelievable." Kurt started to soften inside of him. He lifted his hips to pull out and pulled Blaine to his side so he could look at him.

"Why do I always give in to you?" Kurt smiled. He knew why. He could never deny Blaine what he wanted. He could try, but it would always come back to whatever Blaine wants. It went both ways. He held up the vibrator. "This time it was this thing. I never wanted to be an inanimate object as much as I did tonight, when I thought the vibrator was going to have all the fun."

Blaine kissed Kurt tenderly. "I still plan on using them very soon. I want to watch you fall completely apart."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Kurt got a damp towel and wiped them both down nudging Blaine under the covers as he settled in the familiar small spoon position feeling Blaine against his back. They settled and their breathing synced up as they fell into a deep and comfortable sleep.

Monday arrived and the boys headed back to school. They would be singing their songs on Friday. The competition started today with Mercedes and Sam and each day a new pair would sing. They drew a spot after Finn and Rachel who would sing on Thursday. Things seemed to be changing bit by bit. Blaine was still the man on campus. Kurt guessed it didn't hurt to have grandparents that owned an NFL Team on top of the fact that they were filthy rich.

Blaine had never been this busy at school. Normally he would wait at Kurt's locker for him and they would escort each other to class depending on the location. Today, Blaine was walking with the girls from his English class and skipping the locker meeting altogether. Kurt eyed Blaine as he walked by. Blaine barely apologized. "Kurt, sorry. We had to finish a discussion on our English project. I'll see you after next class." Kurt let it go. Monday's always sucked and this was the first Monday since Blaine started at McKinley that Kurt felt alone.

Blaine met him after their next class and they walked together, but all that was said was small talk and Blaine informed him that he wouldn't see him before lunch because Sam and him were going to stop at his locker to look at his music for today. Sam wanted to tie up some loose ends before he had to sing today. Kurt merely agreed to see him later. He felt so alone today. It was strange, he felt more alone than before Blaine even started here.

By the time lunch rolled around, Kurt made his way to the table after going through the cafeteria line alone. Never had Blaine let him go alone through the lunch line. Mercedes caught Kurt as he got in line to pay. "Hey there."

"Hi Mercedes."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine." Obviously not.

"Blaine has been a sweetheart helping us with a few things on our songs. We were stuck on a few harmonies."

Kurt was a little annoyed. "That's my Sweetie." Kurt spat.

"You're not okay." Mercedes eyed him.

"Blaine's been preoccupied. I'm just a little annoyed." Kurt made it to the table and the usual seat next to Blaine that belonged to him had been taken by Sam and the other side by Puck. Finn had situated himself across from Blaine with Rachel sitting next to him. Kurt sighed and sat down next to Rachel. Blaine hadn't even said hello yet. They were in a heated discussion about the best football teams in the NFL. Something about the Superbowl. Kurt couldn't contribute to this conversation either way so he and Rachel talked about college, New York and the musicals on Broadway. Halfway through lunch Blaine looked up. "Kurt. Why are you sitting there?"

Sam also responded. "Dude, I would have totally gotten up so you could sit next to your guy."

Kurt smiled, fake as it was. "Nice of you to notice Blaine. That's okay. I really couldn't talk about football anyway." The bell rang and they headed to Glee together. Blaine sat next to Kurt as always and rested his arm around the back of Kurt's chair. They listened to Sam and Mercedes perform their three songs.

Blaine turned to Kurt. "They did so good." Kurt nodded. They had the next two classes together. Usually they spent a lot of time looking at each other during class, but class found Blaine preoccupied with the people sitting around him. Suddenly, Blaine Anderson had friends everywhere. Kurt left class without even waiting for Blaine this time. He was not happy.

Blaine saw him leave, but instead of waiting, Kurt just wanted to get away. Blaine was ignoring him and it was both frightening and saddening at the same time. Kurt felt so utterly lonely today. At least before Blaine he would have had a schedule to meet Mercedes, Tina or Rachel, but since Blaine's transfer he had created a new schedule. He ducked into the bathroom before Blaine even exited the classroom. Kurt needed to get his emotions in check. The weekend was good. The sex was amazing Friday night, great on Saturday night and in the shower on Sunday. It wasn't their sex life or conversation. They had talked a lot this weekend and enjoyed singing together while practicing their duet. Kurt chalked it up to fact that Blaine was suddenly popular. He should have anticipated it happening when everyone found out. What he would never anticipate was Blaine not paying attention to him anymore. Not even a little. He was constantly caught in conversation with someone new.

Kurt waited until the bell rang to duck into their last class together today. He took his assigned seat and class went on. After class, Kurt decided to just go straight to Chemistry instead of wait for Blaine to walk him. Kurt knew he was just being insecure, but some old habits are hard to break. He heard Blaine yelling his name, but continued to walk on anyway.

The end of the day came and Kurt went straight home instead of walking Blaine to the locker room and sitting in the bleachers to watch practice. By now, Blaine knew something was up, but there was nothing he could do about it until after practice. Kurt never let him go to practice without a kiss and certainly never missed practice in fear of Blaine getting hurt. Finn noticed too. "Where's Kurt?"

"I have no idea. He's upset about something. He didn't even walk with me to class today."

Rachel cut in. "He said he was going home. He didn't look like he was feeling well."

"He didn't say anything to me and I need to talk to him. My English group is behind on their project and I have to meet them at the library after practice to finish it." Blaine pulled out his phone to text Kurt. He got a response that was short and sweet. 'K see ya later.'

Kurt sat in the silence of their home and made himself a salad for dinner opting to sit in front of the TV to eat alone. It was close to 11:00 when Blaine finally made it home. Kurt had long decided to go to bed. Blaine was careful not to wake him as he got into bed and wrapped his arms around Kurt kissing him on the back of the head. "Sorry I'm late." Blaine whispered assuming Kurt was asleep. Kurt stayed quiet with tears running down his face. He waited for Blaine to fall asleep and when he was sure, he got up grabbing his pillow and headed to the guest room. He couldn't bear to sleep with Blaine right now. For that matter, he couldn't bear to sleep. He had been ignored and lonely all day. He only recognized the feeling when he thought about his mother's death. Kurt cried himself to sleep.

Kurt got up early with a better outlook and jumped in the shower without Blaine. When he stepped out, Blaine was standing there. "You didn't wait for me to shower?"

"Sorry, I was up. I didn't want to wake you since you got home so late after being out with your friends."

"Kurt, I told you it was for our English project. Plus, we always shower together."

"We always walk to class together. Things change." Kurt was angry.

"Kurt. I'm so sorry about yesterday. I have so many things going on and then on top of football and the Glee contest, this English paper and being out for a week. All of this is catching up."

"You could've asked me to tag along. OR, you could have told me about it so that I didn't feel left out."

"Kurt, this is ridiculous. I had things to do… for school."

"Oh and so you don't need me anymore because your Blaine Anderson, most popular rich kid at McKinley. You ignored me yesterday. You put everyone else ahead of me yesterday. You and your friends."

"They're your friends too."

"Which ones? The ones that you sit with in class and talk to? The ones that look at me like I'm nothing but the stereotypical gay kid that you happen to like a lot? The ones that used to torture me, but now just don't say anything to me because I'm with you? Oh no wait, the ones that you ditch me for before class or after class?" Kurt's arms were crossed across his chest. "You don't even know that I slept by myself last night."

"I came in after you were asleep. I swear."

"Yeah, I know you came in. You kissed me on the head, apologized for being late then snored yourself to sleep. Then I got up and slept in my old bed. IN THE GUEST ROOM!"

"Listen, I'm sorry if you feel neglected, but I can't spend all day every day catering to your needs only."

"Really? You cater to my needs only. So you don't get your rocks off? As I recall, it's been me giving everything to you lately." Kurt was angry. "I'm going to go downstairs before I get really pissed off. I think we could drive to school separately today."

Kurt was walking out of the room. Blaine tried to yell after him. "Kurt! Don't leave like this." There was no use talking to him when he was this angry. Blaine decided a cool off was in order.

Kurt arrived at school after crying the entire drive in. He never turned his back on Blaine when Blaine was willing to talk like that before and it hurt. It hurt so much to do it, but Blaine needed to know how much it hurt him too.