Friday

"Let's go to Dalton this weekend. We haven't seen the guys in forever." Blaine pleaded.

"No need to beg Blaine. I miss them too. Maybe we can stay at your parents this weekend too?"

"Yeah. I'll call them. I'll call the Warblers too. Jeff and Nick will be prying for information on our set list for Sectionals, I'll bet." Blaine took Kurt's hand as they entered the school. He was giddy and jumpy and full of pent up energy. "Big day!"

"Football game?" Kurt smiled knowing that he was talking about the songs they were singing today, but more because Blaine got to play for the first time since being hurt and that made Blaine happy. Blaine was excited and Kurt hid his concern for Blaine's sake. Kurt rationalized that Blaine's happiness was more important than anything else, so he would be a good partner and just smile and be happy for him. It was the right thing to do and Kurt was going to always try to do the right thing by Blaine.

"Yeah, I'm excited about the football game, but I was referring to us singing today. I think we have the duet down, but I hope you like the solo that I picked out."

"Every time you open your mouth it's like candy to my ears." Blaine leaned in to kiss Kurt. "Maybe that's why you like biting my ear lobes so much." Kurt's face lit up because he didn't care what caused Blaine to do that. He hoped Blaine would always find him irresistible.

Blaine laughed because he did have a thing for Kurt's ears. They were so cute, almost elfin like. "You just taste good all over. Quit tasting so damn good and I'll stop feasting on your body." Blaine leaned into the crook of Kurt's neck tickling him with his nose. Kurt laughed in response.

"Blaine.. Stop it! You are so full of energy today. Me? I'm really nervous about later. I'm glad we went back to our original choice to sing the mash up of 'I'm Glad you Came' and 'You Make Me Feel', but Finn and Rachel were so good yesterday. We never got to hear Tina and Mike because we played hookie. What if we're not good enough."

"Stop worrying, it will be good enough and if not, I know our solos will blow everyone out of the water. Especially yours."

"You don't even know what I'm singing." Kurt was leaning against the locker looking at Blaine because his song was, if anything, very personal. It's what he feels for Blaine and he knew from the dramatic sense, he could pull it off.

"I know you and I know that whatever you're singing will be incredible because you're incredible." Kurt blushed. "I'm so glad I haven't lost my touch. I still love the ability I have to make you blush."

"You sometimes say ridiculous things." Kurt leaned against his locker as Blaine was still messing with his own books. "You deserve a solo. You were the main soloist when you were a Warbler and you would have been their guy this year if you didn't come here for me."

"Ahh.. Sweetheart, don't feel guilty. I love singing whether it's lead or back up. What I really like to do is win!"

"You're a whore for winning. You hate to lose anything." Kurt's eyes twinkled because when he thought of Blaine's athletic ability, his mind and singing, Blaine was a perfect mate. He would always be successful.

"Not so. I don't mind losing to you."

"Sure you don't."

"Well, speaking of winning. Glee club will be obsessed with Homecoming in a couple of weeks and who's going to win the crown. I want to warn you that the English class girls are nominating me for Homecoming King." Kurt frowned. "Don't worry. I asked them not to."

"So, I guess I'll have to watch you dancing with some Queen. That happens to be a girl. Probably Santana or Quinn."

"Maybe it will be you again." Blaine put his arm around Kurt's waist as he pulled him down the hall to walk to class. "I would vote for you."

"Kurt, It doesn't matter either way. We don't need this as much as we need each other okay?" Blaine held Kurt by his chin. "I love you. That's all that matters." Blaine's hazel eyes bore into their blue partners. He was keeping his promise of the day before. He would make sure the Kurt knew every day how much he loved him. The boys seemed to block everyone out while they just smiled at each other occasionally taking a bite of their food or leaning in for a quick kiss on the cheek or lips. No one knew what they were talking about, but no one would ever interrupt the happy couple seated at their table. To see Kurt happy was worth it for all of them.

"I feel like we get better every time we have the little fights. I don't even know how to describe it Blaine. I just feel like I'm more attached to you today that I was yesterday." Kurt leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder. "I like it."

Blaine threaded his fingers with Kurt's caressing it with his thumb. He leaned over to whisper, "You know that we're going to Homecoming Dance together right?"

Kurt's eyes brightened at the thought of being on Blaine's arm. "You want to go?"

"Of course I do. How else can I show off my man?"

"You're such a child."

"You know you're the better looking one."

Kurt leaned forward touching noses. "Love you." Kurt wasn't sure about Homecoming so he didn't' answer. At least not yet.

They stayed like that for a long while, just breathing in the familiar scent of each other. Rachel leaned over the Finn. "They are so in love, aren't they?"

"Yeah. It's cool." Finn smiled at the pair in front of them.

They stood center and started in on their mash up finishing to a standing ovation. Kurt being on stage like this always confused him because he could never decide whether he liked fashion or performance better. His interviews were so promising at both schools that he knew it would be difficult. The Glee club clapped as they both returned to their seats smiling and happy with the job they had done.

"Do you want to go first?" Blaine asked Kurt.

"Nope. I want to watch you first."

"Okay." Blaine made his way over to the band and handed them some music. "This song is about my better half."

You light my way everyday
You help me see what I can be
I cry to you my spirit song
come use my life for You alone

You caught my soul when i was struggling to breathe
You made me whole and now Your majesty I see
I belong to You
yes I belong to You

Blaine walked around Kurt's chair singing while clutching his heart. He didn't care if they won the competition or not. They were about so much more than Lima and this competition and even Nationals.

I hear Your voice It leads me on
into Your arms where I belong
I cry to You my spirit song
come use my life for You alone

You caught my soul when I was struggling to breathe
You made me whole and now Your majesty I see
I belong to You
yes I belong to You

Blaine moved to the piano and sat on the edge of the bench facing Kurt and pointing to him making eye contact the whole time. Some of the glee girls had tears in their eyes and the boys were a little in awe of how Blaine could make a room full of girls swoon. Puck actually had tears in his eyes.

I know Your everything
Your all I'll ever need
I know Your everything to me

You caught my soul when I was struggling to breathe
You made me whole and now Your majesty I see
I belong to You
yes I belong to You

Blaine moved to the center of the room to finish the song.

You caught my soul when I was struggling to breathe
You made me whole and now Your majesty I see
I belong to You
yes I belong to You

The entire room gave Blaine and standing ovation as Blaine bowed. "That was good Blaine. Thank you." Mr. Schuester stood up and shook Blaine's hand as Kurt stood to kiss Blaine not caring for anyone else in the room. Blaine held Kurt by one arm as he pressed his forehead and kissed him back gently. Mr. Schuester cleared his throat to get everyone back to the competition. "Kurt, I guess you're up next."

"Thank you Mr. Schuester." Kurt stood tall in the center of the room while everyone just stared. "You guys are probably tired of hearing Blaine and I sing to each other, but I have to say, when you feel as much for someone as Blaine and I feel for each other, it's all you want to do. I recently got upset over something that wasn't even Blaine's fault." Kurt turned to Blaine. "I want you to know that you will always be the only one for me Blaine." The music began and Rachel immediately perked up being the self-proclaimed Whitney expert while Kurt stood front and center. He looked vulnerable, but happy for once.

I used to cry myself to sleep at night
But that was all before he came
I thought love had to hurt to turn out right
But now he's here
It's not the same, it's not the same

He fills me up
He gives me love
More love than I've ever seen
He's all I've got,
He's all I've got in this world
But he's all the man that I need

Kurt pointed briefly to Blaine while singing to him. He never lost eye contact except when he closed his eyes briefly only to reopen them to see Blaine staring intently with tears in his eyes. Kurt clutched at the mic stand willing himself not to lose it before the end of the song. Blaine knew that Kurt's voice was better than good, it was beautiful just like him.

And in the morning when I kiss his eyes
He takes me down and rocks me slow
And in the evening when the moon is high
He holds me close and won't let go
He won't let go

He fills me up
He gives me love
More love than I've ever seen
He's all I've got,
He's all I've got in this world
But he's all the man that I need

Kurt ended to a standing ovation by the group. "Well, this is becoming quite the competition guys." Mr. Schuester said as he took the class over. Kurt returned to his seat where Blaine threaded his fingers with his and they remained that way the rest of class.

"Maybe I don't want him to be a shoe in Puck."

"Dude, you could be like the Lady in Waiting, um.. or like his wingman… or something." Coming from Puck, it was meant to be a good thing and Kurt knew it. He rolled his eyes as he took his nomination form. It listed all the men in the senior class and you could circle 4 nominees. Puck immediately circled himself, Finn, Blaine and Mike. "Crap, did you want me to vote for you?"

"What? NO! You're ridiculous. One Prom win is more than enough for me. I certainly don't need a homecoming crown."

The bell for the end of the day rang. "Gotta roll Kurt. You guys doing anything this weekend? I might have a party and bonfire."

"We were going to see the Warblers tomorrow during the day and hang out, but nothing at night that I know of. We thought about staying at his parent's tomorrow night so we don't have to hurry home, but that's not a big deal either."

"Okay, I'll text Blaine if I have one. Bring the Warblers. It's fun partying with them." Puck turned to leave. "You're coming to the game right?"

"Of course. I think his parents and grandparents will be there." Puck could tell that Kurt was worried.

"Hey. Don't worry. We'll protect him. He won't get hurt." They walked out of class. Puck fist bumped Blaine on the way to his locker. "Dude, it's on tonight!"

"You know it." Blaine turned to Kurt and knew immediately something was wrong. "Kurt, don't worry. I'll be fine. Completely recovered remember?"

"I know, but I'm worried." Blaine smiled and touched the side of Kurt's face with his fingers running them down his jawline.

"I hate when you worry." Blaine just stared at Kurt.

"Hey guys!" Finn popped up out of nowhere. "Ready for the game, Blaine? I'm so pumped. The dynamic duo is back!" They fist pumped. Finn crossed the hall to his own locker.

Kurt turned back to his locker and opened it. A huge smiled plastered over his face. There was a silver mylar balloon in his locker with the words written on it, 'Will you be my date for Homecoming?'. "Well, this is weird, I must have a secret admirer."

Blaine played dumb. It was their game. "Really? Why do you say that?"

"Well I have this really cute balloon with a question written on it."

"Weird. What's it say?"

"It's asking me to go to Homecoming. I wonder who would want to take me to Homecoming?" Kurt started to pack books into his messenger bag.

"I would bet you're quite a catch."

"You think?"

"Absolutely. You're witty, smart, sexy and you have a great mouth."

"Nice."

"I like your mouth."

"Well, if I find out who did this, maybe I'll let them have my mouth. But, of course, you don't know who left this here, do you?"

"Not at all. Somebody that knows your locker combination."

Kurt stopped and put his finger to his chin to think about it. "I would guess that if it were you, you would have already said something by now, so it must be…. Hmmm."

"Surely, not too many people know your locker combination."

"True. True. So if it wasn't you, then it must be Finn." Kurt crinkled his nose at the thought while Blaine made a face too.

Kurt closed his locker. Blaine pressed him against the locker causing him to gasp while Blaine pressed himself right up against Kurt. Kurt could feel how excited Blaine was right now and his eyes trailed up and lingered in Blaine's darkened hazel eyes. "Don't tease me anymore. I can't stand to even think of you with someone else." Blaine growled lowly.

"Finn is my brother."

"Not by blood. You could still…it would be gross because it's Finn, but still." Blaine leaned into Kurt's neck, his lips grazing along Kurt's pulse. He felt the speed of Kurt's heartbeat on his lips and he grew more impatient with the fact that they were in the hallway at school and not at home in their bed. "I swear if we don't get home now, I might die."

Kurt smiled. "Well, I guess I should start planning your funeral instead of our wedding."

"Funny Kurt. Please."

"Well, I would, but someone has to be at team dinner in about 30 minutes." Blaine banged his head on the locker right next to Kurt's head as Kurt rubbed Blaine's back gently. "You, my kind sir, will need to learn to harness your needs just a little." Kurt chuckled because Blaine just about collapsed on him in the hallway, his fake crying echoing through the now mostly empty hallway.

"I hate you so much."

"Oh? I thought you wanted some of this? Well, I guess I'll have to go home and take care of myself. Such a shame. I thought with 30 minutes we could find a secluded park in my car."

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and dragged him out the door to his car as he took the keys and drove swiftly down the street to a local park where they parked near the back under the shelter of a few trees. Blaine helped Kurt into the backseat and launched himself onto Kurt devouring his lips immediately. The kisses were rough and their teeth hit each other. "God, Kurt. You are so hot. You can't do that to me." Blaine already had Kurt's shirt unbuttoned and was already working on his pants freeing Kurt's hard cock and stroking it gently rubbing his thumb over the slit gathering up the pre come.

Kurt stilled Blaine's hand and urged Blaine to trade places with him as he moved to take over Blaine's spot. "As I recall, you are the one that has a game tonight. Let me take care of you."

"But Kurt…"

"Shh. Let me. I want to.. so much." That's all it took for Blaine to just give in. After all, they were both always giving in to each other when one was in so much need. It was like they knew when it was more important for each other. Kurt took Blaine in as far as he could completely releasing him with a pop. Blaine moaned the entire time. "Baby, you're too tense relax or it will take too long and you'll be late." Kurt massaged Blaine's balls with his fingers as he went to work on his cock. He sucked fast and sucked hard hollowing out his cheeks. The suction was almost unbearable to Blaine as he began moaning so close to the end already.

"Oh Kurt." Blaine's toes were tingling and he felt the head of his cock hitting the back of Kurt's throat. Kurt was relentless as he worked quickly and swiftly with his tongue pressing gently up the underside to his head. "Fuck.. I'm going to come." Blaine's body tensed and jerked involuntarily as he gave in to his orgasm. Kurt sucked and licked until it was all gone. Blaine was flushed and breathing heavy. His eyes were closed. He stayed this way for a few moments until he heard Kurt.

"Baby. Come on. You have to go Blaine. You have team dinner."

"Fuck, Kurt. I'm sorry I don't have time to take care of you" Blaine said as he checked his watch. "I might even end up being late. This was probably not my best idea." Kurt jumped into the front seat totally disheveled laughing.

"Don't worry about me. I have time to go home and take care of myself. Let's go. I'll drop you off back at the school. I've got to get myself ready for tonight anyway."

Kurt took Blaine back and kissed him goodbye. "I wish…"

Kurt held his finger to Blaine's lips. "Shhh. Go be a hero tonight. I want to be cheering for touchdowns by number 88. I want to see you score."

"There's only one type of scoring that I am looking forward to."

"Is he ready, Kurt?" JR asked as they watched both teams warm up. "He said he was fine."

"Yes. He's fine, but I'm not thrilled to see him on the field in a helmet tonight."

"You worry too much Kurt. Blaine is a strong man. He'll be fine." JR turned to Catherine. "Right Honey?"

"I'm worried too JR, but I can tell you Kurt that nothing will keep Blaine down too long. When he was 6 years old, he fell on his bike. He was miles from the house with blood dripping down his leg. He got up and rode that darn broken bike all the way home. We had to take him to the hospital for stitches. He got 22 stitches that day. You've probably seen the scar on his thigh."

"The one high up on his left leg?" Kurt realized what he said and blushed profusely.

Catherine reached out her hand to him placing it on his thigh. "Oh Honey, don't be embarrassed. Yes. That's the one."

"Okay. Here they go?" Kurt didn't realize he was holding his breath for the kickoff. Blaine wasn't even on the field. It was completely related to the anticipation that Kurt was feeling knowing that Blaine would probably go out on the first play.

Flanked on either side by Ellen and Catherine, Kurt could barely sit still. "You need to calm down sweetheart. Don't get worked up before you need to." Ellen had such a calming voice and it noticeably calmed Kurt down. Burt was sitting behind them with the men. He smiled at seeing Ellen and Kurt holding hands. Then he looked around and realized that these would be the people in his future forever. Burt felt like a pretty lucky man right now. "I would try to distract you with talk of the wedding, but I fear I wouldn't get what I aimed for."

"I'm sorry Ellen. Probably not. I just want to figure out how I get through this game without biting every finger nail off and pulling all my hair out. I mean I know my destiny says that I'll be like my dad, but not at 17 years old."

"Hey now. I was just sitting here minding my own business and being really happy with the company here today. Then my own son makes fun of my lack of hair." Burt joked but was a little sensitive about it.

"Burt, I like you just the way you are." Carole leaned in to kiss him. Kurt had been watching his dad and Carole and missed the completed pass from Finn to Blaine. He heard the announcer talk about it.

Jack leaned over. "Excellent distraction Burt."

"It wasn't planned, but it worked." They shook hands as if they had some kind of bet.

Kurt smiled as he continued to clutch Ellen's hand. He watched Blaine complete another pass before he came out for a few plays until they needed him again. They were going for a touchdown on the next play. Kurt just knew it would go to Blaine and it did. It was a little play action pass that Blaine caught near the line of scrimmage. He still had a good 8 yards to get the touchdown. He weaved and was tripped up a little. Blaine stumbled forward and regained his balance running into the end zone untouched. Kurt screamed and jumped up clapping. "Wooooooo! That's it Blaine!" He sat back down. Blaine looked up at Kurt smiling. "Why can't he just score like that all the time. No one hitting him would be completely fine with me."

The men laughed. "Kurt, are you coming to Boston to do some planning soon?"

"We can't come until after football is over."

"Why don't we all have Thanksgiving in Boston this year?" Ellen announced to everyone. The men didn't even listen.

"Fantastic idea Ellen. Jack and I will be in Philadelphia for at least the next 3 weeks for work, but I should be available to help with the dinner." Catherine and Ellen were now into talking the details of dinner.

Carole chimed in. "I can help too. We are back from Washington the week before, so I won't have anything to do. Maybe we can come early. Burt?"

"Huh?"

"Forget it." Carole knew he wasn't listening.

At half time McKinley was winning. Blaine scored a touchdown and so did Puck. Things were still looking good and Kurt's nerves were eased. They went up 21 – 6 in the fourth quarter on a quarterback sneak. Kurt felt so much better with McKinley winning and Blaine was getting rest a couple of downs with the lead strong and only 3 minutes left in the game. He was now chatting with Rachel and surprisingly two of the girls from Blaine's English group. Jenna was the talkative one. "Did Blaine tell you we were nominating him for Homecoming King?"

"Yeah. He said he told you not to."

"Yeah, but we're girls. We still nominated him. I think he's a lock for winning honestly. He's the star receiver, he's smart, cute and his family is super rich. You know, you guys are kind of a like a power couple. People are starting to talk."

Kurt laughed. "Okay, why?"

"Well, his family owns an NFL team. Secret is completely out now and I didn't say a thing."

"Yeah. Not your fault. When NFL players show up to talk to your football team, it's a bit of a giveaway."

"Yeah. And your dad being Representative Hummel. You guys are like royalty." She smiled at Kurt. "It would be cool if you won again."

"I didn't win homecoming, I won Prom." Kurt slapped himself on the forehead. It sounded like he was bragging. "You know what I mean. I've never even gone to a Homecoming dance before. I'm looking forward to it though. I just don't think that winning Homecoming King or Queen would feel any different than what happened last year. I am a boy, you know."

"Yeah.. but you know what I mean about the power couple stuff. You guys should win together. Like royalty." Jenna smiled and winked at him.

"I guess. It was…."

'Number 88 Blaine Anderson taken down at the Cougar 15 yard line. He's a little slow standing up. The trainers are heading out the field.' Kurt's heart was pounding in his throat as he heard the announcer and hoped that he heard wrong. He looked on the field and saw trainers heading on the field toward a very slow moving Blaine. He could barely hear his family around him.

"He's okay Kurt." Jack said but he sounded so distant.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" He looked at Ellen but she also seemed really far away. "Burt, I'm not sure Kurt is okay."

"You're fine Kurt. Breathe Kid." He felt his dad's hand on his shoulder. "Kurt?"

Kurt was blinking, but he suddenly couldn't breathe and his heart was pounding fast. He was looking all around and he could see his family all reacting to him and talking, but he couldn't hear anything. "Kurt, it's Rachel, say something."

He leaned toward Rachel to try to tell her he didn't feel well. He could only whisper, "Can't Breathe" before he collapsed with his dad catching him.

"Kurt? Answer me. Say something to tell me you're alright." Kurt's eyes were open but he just couldn't focus on anything. He knew he was still alive and this his heart was beating really fast. He was gasping for air and clutching to whatever it was that he reached out to. He knew it was a familiar hand, just not sure whose it was.

"Dad.. Can't breathe." Kurt blacked out.