It was boys versus girls week in Glee and Kurt kind of hated Mr. Schuester for making him sing with the guys. All they wanted to do was Rock or Metal, and while Kurt had no problem with either or those genres, they weren't exactly within his vocal range. So when Mr. Schue announced that boys were to sing songs originally meant to be sung by girls, and girls were to sing more rock-and-roll type songs, Kurt couldn't have been happier. The day was looking up.

But once again, Kurt spoke too soon because all his ideas were shot down and he was insulted.

"Why don't you make yourself useful and go spy on those Garglers. They are an all boys school right? You'll fit right in."

"Fine!" He snapped at Puckerman, grabbing his bag and storming out of the choir room. They obviously did not appreciate his talent or his genius. Well, they can do as they want and lose horribly to the girls.

Then Kurt thought of what Puck had said. It was true that Dalton Academy was an all boys' school, and that they had a strict zero-tolerance policy. But he also knew that Blaine used to go there and it made him wonder that maybe the school wasn't as ideal as it seemed. But maybe he should check it out though. See how the competition is.

Kurt quickly googled the school and noted its address down, and then realized that if he wanted to spy on then, he'd have to fit in, and that meant dressing up like them. He found that he actually had a jacket that matched their blazer.

A few hours later Kurt found himself on a staircase with absolutely no idea what was going on. Everyone was hurrying somewhere and there was an excited buzz in the air. Kurt figured that he might as well ask someone what was going on. He tapped the nearest boy on the shoulder and said,

"Excuse me. Hi. Can I ask you a question? I'm new here."

The guy stopped and looked at Kurt, taking in his jacket, which was obviously not their uniform. But he didn't comment on it and instead introduced himself as Trent.

"What exactly is going on?"

"The Warblers," Trent said with an excited grin. "Every now and then they throw an impromptu performance. Tends to shut the school down for a while." Kurt's eyes widened in surprise as he realized that all this excitement was for a Glee club.

"So the Glee club here is kinda cool?"

Trent looked at him like he was crazy to even think otherwise. "Of course. The Warblers are like rockstars! Just follow everyone. You'll see." He winked at Kurt and then rushed off.

Kurt did just that and followed the crowd. The Warblers had just started their performance of Teenage Dream when he got there, and wow they were really good. A tall blond guy was the lead soloist and everyone else, including Trent, Kurt noticed, were singing back up. Other students had gathered inside the huge choir room and were cheering for them. Everyone was enjoying the song and they all seemed so star struck. Kurt felt a bit melancholic as he realized that the Glee club in McKinley would never be this cool, even though they were definitely better. Sure they weren't all as good dancers or as synchronized as the Warblers were, but they had better and more talented singers and their individuality as a group set them apart.

In spite of that, as the performance ended, Kurt was cheering just as loud as anyone else, having had enjoyed it immensely. The lead singer caught his eye and came towards him.

"Hi. I'm Jeff. That's Wes-" he pointed towards the Asian kid who had come up to him as well,"- and that guy with him is David. Why don't we grab a coffee?" Jeff wore a polite smile on his face but Kurt knew he had been found out. Shit.

"It's very civilized of you to offer me coffee before you beat me up for spying." Kurt said, trying to be brave as Wes passed him a latte. The truth was that Kurt was terrified. After all the shit going on with Karofsky, he didn't think he could handle any more abuse, and these guys had every reason to do that. Except-

"We're not going to beat you up," Wes reassured him.

"You were such a terrible spy, we thought it was endearing." Kurt just blinked at David's smiling face, calming down a little.

"I'm sorry." He looked at the smiling faces of the three guys and added,"You guys were really good. Better than the New Direction actually." Kurt lied. No harm in boosting their egos up.

Jeff laughed good-heartedly. "Thanks. We used to be better but then our lead vocalist left the school and I had to take over."

"You are not wrong. Blaine was a jerk but damn that boy could sing." David agreed, although a bit grudgingly.

Kurt blinked. "Blaine Anderson?"

Wes nodded. "You know him?" Before Kurt could answer, he continued,"Wait did you say the New Direction? So you are from McKinley High. Isn't that where Blaine transferred?"

Jeff nodded and said with a snort, "Well damn, if he's going to be in your glee club, then we are screwed."

Kurt was still absorbing the information that Blaine sang, and that he was better than Jeff, who himself was really good. And he was in a glee club? Kurt certainly wouldn't have expected that. "Uh, he's not in our glee club actually. I don't think he's interested. The glee club in our school is really lame."

"Well, Blaine did join the Warblers just so he could sleep with more boys." Jeff scoffed. Kurt could see that he didn't really like Blaine. Had Blaine slept with him? Kurt shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He did not want to think about Blaine, and he definitely did not want to think about him with other guys. It felt like a not so gentle reminder that Blaine wanted nothing more to get into his pants and then forget about him the next day. All he wanted was sex, and though Kurt was a teenage boy with loads of hormones flowing through his body, that was one thing he's never wanted. The more he heard about Blaine, the surer he got that he needed to stay away from him.

Kurt didn't tell the glee club about the Warblers, and they didn't ask, probably assuming that he hadn't been serious about spying on them. There was some drama going on with Coach Bieste, but there was always some drama going on in Glee Club, so Kurt wasn't really interested.

Blaine had been absent in English the next day, which Kurt was grateful for because he really wasn't in the mood for his vulgarness that day. He was still thinking about the Dalton Academy, and how the guys there had reassured him about their zero-tolerance policy, and how most of them were indifferent, or even supportive, if you were gay. He wondered what it would be like to be in such a school. People would probably never be that open minded in McKinley. Even some teachers here thought that if you were gay, you deserved all the bullying. That's when Karofsky came of out of nowhere and pushed Kurt so hard that he slammed into the nearby row of lockers and almost fell down on his knees.

And that's when he lost it. He had just had had enough of that neanderthal, and he wanted to fight back. He wanted him to know exactly how he felt, and maybe even make him feel like that. And so Kurt followed Karofsky into the boys' locker room to tell him exactly what he thought of him. That was probably the worst decision that Kurt had made in his entire life.

Even Rachel, who didn't care about anyone or anything but herself, could see that something was going on with Kurt, but no matter how much his friends insisted, he didn't tell them what had really happened.

"It's just Karofsky... He's really getting to me." He'd brush it off, but now every time someone would slam their locker close, or shout in his vicinity, Kurt couldn't help but jump, instinctively preparing for an attack. He was always scared out of his mind, and each time he saw Karofsky, he'd relive that moment, and he just wanted to sit in a corner and cry until there were no more tears left. Except that he couldn't allow himself to cry. He couldn't show any weakness, or it would just provoke the bullies more.

Blaine Anderson did not help the situation at all. That one absent class was apparently just a lucky fluke because after that day, he was present in every class they shared, which were thankfully only English and AP French. He'd shamelessly flirt with Kurt and he didn't even care if anyone was listening or not. In a way, it distracted Kurt, but whenever Blaine would unwelcomingly touch him, it just reminded him of the kiss that was forced upon him, and he would flinch away. Blaine still thought that he was playing hard to get and wouldn't leave him alone. His interest was not gone unnoticed by everyone, and soon people were gossiping about Kurt and Blaine. Some of the rumors had become utterly ridiculous, and Kurt found himself snapping at Jacob Israel that no he hadn't in fact given up his virginity to Blaine Anderson in an orgy with three other unknown guys.

A few days later, Kurt was sitting alone in the cafeteria, massaging his sore shoulder. Kurt would have thought that after the kiss, Karofsky would have stayed away from him, but he had acted like nothing had happened, and his bullying had gotten even worse. Karofsky had taken to intimidating him by getting into his personal space and just glaring at him. He'd stand so close Kurt could smell his stinking breath and the sweat on his body. It was worse than any physical abuse put upon him. Kurt couldn't sleep at night because he was terrified even in the safety of his own home. He didn't know how much longer he could take this before breaking.

"Hey, sweetheart. Where's your entourage?" Blaine set his own tray of food down and sat down beside Kurt, their hips touching. Kurt made a frustrated noise and shuffled away, only to have Blaine follow him and press closer. Kurt tried to move away again but his side hit the wall and he was trapped. Blaine just smirked at him.

"What do you want, Anderson?" Kurt snapped, glaring at him. He usually didn't bother him during lunch.

"Aw, aren't you happy to see me?" Blaine pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes, and the look contradicted his bad boy image so much Kurt snorted.

"Not particularly."

"So where are your loser glee club friends?" Kurt didn't bother to comment, but his face still flared up with anger when he called them losers. The glee club would always be "loser", even to Blaine who himself had been a part of one. Kurt wanted to tell him that he knew, and that since everyone in glee club was such a loser, than that made him one too. But he knew it would be pointless and Blaine would probably retort with a sexual comment. So instead, he just shoved his salad into his mouth angrily and chewed.

Sanatana, Brittany, and Quinn were sitting with the Cheerios, like they did most of the days. The football players were sitting at the football table and Kurt tried not to feel betrayed that they'd choose those football jocks even when they knew how much they bullied not only Kurt but every single one of them. But Kurt knew how important their popularity was to them and they'd always choose that over the glee club. Tina, Mike, and Artie were with some nerds who were with them in math club or something. Apparently, they had some kind of a quiz or competition and they were preparing for that even over lunch. Mercedes had shoved some tots up the tailpipes of Coach, oh excuse me, Principal Sylvester's car (who did that!? God Mercedes must be going really crazy about the tots ban to do something like that) and so she had gotten a lunch detention, and Rachel was nowhere to be found. So Kurt was alone, and lucky him the boy every girl in the school was currently swooning over had decided to join him.

Blaine was watching him, but Kurt just ignored him. He tried to shift away again so at least they weren't touching, but there really was no more space. He was a bit uncomfortable by the attention, but by know he was kind of used to it. Blaine really did not give up.

"What's wrong with you?" Kurt turned towards him and saw that Blaine was frowning at him.

"Excuse me?" Kurt asked indignantly.

"Why are you always so morose and jumpy?" Blaine narrowed his eyes and leaned closer so that their noses were almost touching. As if to prove his point, Kurt jumped back, hitting his head against the wall.

Kurt groaned in pain. He brought his hand up to rub his head, but Blaine caught it, and brought his other hand up to his head and started rubbing it smoothly.

"What-" Kurt squeaked. Blaine was really close, and he was touching him, and Kurt was really uncomfortable, but there was also a part of him that didn't want him to stop.

"Will you just shut up." Blaine interrupted him firmly. He continued rubbing his head, and Kurt couldn't help but think that this was a bit ridiculous. Blaine's elbow brushed his shoulder, and Kurt hissed. His shoulder was still hurt from this morning, not to mention it had never stopped hurting from all the previous collisions with lockers.

Blaine heard the pain in his voice loud and clear. His lips pressed into a thin line and his eyes landed on his shoulder. He removed his hand from his head and brought it to the neck of his collared shirt, and started pushing it away to reveal his shoulder.

Kurt started panicking at the contact and he tried to grab his hand and push it away, but Blaine just batted it off determinably.

"Blaine, what are you doing!" Kurt tried to hide his panic and glared weakly at him. Blaine just ignored him and pulled his shirt back enough to show a blackened shoulder. Kurt held his breath in, waiting for a reaction. Blaine's eyes hardened when he saw the bruises, and wait was he angry?

Blaine pulled his hand away and looked straight into Kurt's eyes. "Who did this?" And no, not angry. Blaine sounded furious. Kurt swallowed, unable to hide his fear and uncertainty. His heart was beating so hard that he was sure Blaine could hear it.

When Kurt didn't reply, Blaine grabbed hold of his wrist and asked again,"Kurt, who did this to you?" His eyes had gone a bit softer, although he still looked infuriated.

Kurt diverted his eyes. Why was he feeling guilty? It wasn't like he had done something wrong. There was just something really intense in Blaine's eyes that made him look away. 

"It's nothing. Just some bullies. You know how they get." Kurt knew bullying was wrong and inexcusable, but for some reason he didn't want Blaine to worry. Not that Blaine would worry about him. Why would he?

Blaine's eyes grew hard again and Kurt could feel him judging him. "It doesn't look like nothing. Why the hell are you making excuses Kurt? What, do you think you deserve it or something? Are you homophobic?"

Kurt's eyes widened in shock and he looked back at Blaine. "No, of course not! I know I don't deserve, it Blaine."

"Then why are you defending them?!"

"I'm not!"

"Then tell me who it was." Now it looked like Blaine was angry at him and the anger in his eyes was really starting to scare Kurt.

"Why do you even care." Kurt shook Blaine's hand away from his wrist and tried to get away from him, but the stupid wall was in his way. He gave a frustrated growl.

"Just tell me!" Blaine's volume had increased.

"It was Karofsky okay!" Kurt raised his own voice. He felt like crying. He just wanted Blaine to stop asking his questions and get away from him. Oh God, why couldn't he just leave him alone!

Blaine's lip curled around the corner and he snarled. "That son of a bitch." Before Kurt could even process what was happening, Blaine had gotten up and was stomping off in the direction of the football table. He grabbed Karofsky by the collar and pulled him to his feet, and before Karofsky could react, he was laying one punch after another on his face. Kurt just sat there, frozen, much like everyone else in the cafeteria. Everyone had gone silent and the only noise was from Blaine's knuckle hitting Karofsky's face, before Karofsky finally realized what was happening and shoved at Blaine, jumping on top of him as soon as he had the advantage. Karofsky could only throw one punch before Blaine had kicked him in the crotch. He hit the floor, and Blaine straddled him, getting ready to throw more punches. But before he could do that, Finn and Puckerman, having snapped out of it, were grabbing him by each arm and pulling him off. Karofsky just laid there, groaning in pain.

Kurt realized with a start that the cafeteria wasn't silent any more, and everyone was talking all at once, the noise growing by the second. Principal Sylvester and Mr. Schue burst inside, someone having alerted them, and soon both Blaine and Karofsky were taken with them to the Principal's office.

Still Kurt just sat there frozen. What had just happened?