A week later, Kurt was finally able to leave the hospital and it was the day he was due to get his guide dog. He was terrified about going back to the home. Daniel had returned to the hospital and informed them that due to there being no solid proof of what Dave had done to Kurt, they hadn't been able to take him in. That means that he was still running around in those halls.

It was Kurt’s first day at home and Blaine had just gone to pick up the dog. He walked backwards into their room and smiled widely.

"You ready to meet you new buddy, Kurt?" Kurt nodded, bouncing slightly.

"What if he doesn't like me?"

"He'll love you," Blaine giggled and kissed Kurt's cheek. "Baby, meet your guide, Tony." He placed the dog at Kurt's feet and guided his hand down to feel him. Kurt brushed his hands over the soft fur. Tony was a two year old golden Labrador, newly trained and loyal.

"Hey, Tony,” he whispered. "I'm Kurt." Blaine went to sit behind Kurt on the bed and wrapped his arms around him, kissing his neck softly.

"He loves you already."

"Did you see the care workers on your way? Are they still annoyed about him?" he asked as Tony licked his hand.

"They are annoyed, but they didn't say anything. It's fine, honey." He kissed Kurt's skin again and rested his head in the crook of his neck. "Do you like him?" Kurt nodded.

"He's nice... He's softer than I thought he'd be. Do I have to give him back in two years, after my operation?" he asked worriedly. He didn't want to fall in love with the dog just to have him taken away. Blaine smiled and sighed, pulling Kurt even closer.

"No, you can keep him afterwards. We'll take care of him together. And you'll be able to see him!" Kurt grinned. Things were finally starting to fall into place. They had their entrance exams for Dalton tomorrow and he was panicking slightly, but they'd been assured that not much was expected from him, they knew he'd never been given the right opportunities to learn. Actually, Kurt was much more advanced than could be expected from him. Things were finally becoming okay.

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A week later, things really were amazing. Kurt was still healing, but he was healing up just fine, they were getting used to their life with Tony and they had both been accepted to Dalton. Blaine was happier than he could ever remember being before.

It was their first day at Dalton and they were stood outside the doors, Kurt in his wheelchair, his hand gripping Tony's harness.

"What if the kids hate me?" Kurt whispered.

"They won't." Blaine kissed him on the lips and squeezed his hand reassuringly.

Kurt nodded and they headed inside the building. They were met by two boys, a brunette and a blonde, both smiling. The blonde jumped forward, bouncing.
"Hi! I'm Jeff, this is Nick we're going to be your guides. Hello Doggy!" He stepped forward to stroke Tony but the dog growled slightly.
"Jeff, you idiot." Nick rolled his eyes. "He's trained to guide and protect, you can't just jump at him like that." The brunette knelt next to Tony and held out his hand for the dog to sniff.

"Hello, boy,” he said softly. He looked up at Kurt who was clearly confused about what was going on. "What's his name?" Kurt flushed and looked down shyly. Blaine smiled broadly.

"Come on, Kurt. Don't be shy, baby." Kurt looked up, letting the two boys get a look at his icy glazed over eyes. He heard the blonde gasp and then the sound of him being hit over the head by the brunette.
"Ignore my boyfriend, he's an idiot." Nick's voice was full of laughter. Kurt chuckled, a little shocked that they were gay.

"I'm... I'm K-Kurt,” he whispered. "This is Tony." He brushed his hand over his dog's fur.

Blaine held Kurt's hand tight in his own, giving him something solid to hold on to.

"And I'm Blaine, Kurt's boyfriend." That felt so good to say. It made Blaine's grin grow ever wider. "We're transfers from McKinley High. It's nice to meet you guys!" he said truthfully. Jeff smiled.

"It's nice to meet you too. Can I ask... What happened to you, Kurt?" The blonde shifted awkwardly under his Nick's stern gaze. Blaine tensed up a little.

"You don't have to tell them if you don't want to, Kurt." He turned to Jeff and Nick. "This is sort of a sensitive subject." Kurt bit his lip, but he knew that he needed to start trusting people.

"If you mean how I am blind, I was in accident when I was four, but if it's the chair you’re asking about, I had fluid on my lungs and they operated but then... then..." He could hear his breathing speeding up as he panicked. "B-Blaine... Blaine, could you tell them?" he begged. Blaine nodded and took a deep breath.

"He was almost raped by another boy at the care home where we live. He had to operate again and he d-died twice on the operation table..." Blaine finished, tears threatening to fall. Jeff's face was horrified, his eyes filled with tears.

“Oh God... I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have asked, I'm such an idiot!" Kurt instantly reached up and found the boy’s hand, taking it softly.

"Hey... It's okay, don't beat yourself up about it." Blaine leaned down and kissed Kurt's head.

"You're doing amazing, Kurt. You're so brave." Then he turned to the two boys and smiled. "So, want to show us around?" Nick nodded.

"We're borders, are you two staying in dorms?" Blaine paused. That would actually be perfect. But...

"You need your parents' signature, don’t you...?"

"Hmm, yeah," Nick nodded. "Or guardian. So your head care worker would be able to do it. What year are you both? I'm a senior and Jeff's a junior." Kurt's shoulders sagged a bit, he'd been hoping for at least one friend in his year. Blaine decided he would talk to Kurt about boarding later.

"I'm a senior," said Blaine and smiled towards Nick. "Kurt's a sophomore. Do you know any nice guys in that year?"

"Trent is a sophomore!” Jeff put in quickly. "Trent's awesome! Hey, do either of you sing? You should totally join the Warblers! That's our glee club!"

"I like to sing, but I... I don't think I'm good enough..." Blaine looked down and bit his lip. He wanted to join, he really did. But he also didn't want to make a fool out of himself and he had to take care of Kurt. "Kurt, do you like to sing? I never heard you do it."

"I... I can sing," Kurt admitted softly. "But the Glee Club at McKinley didn't want me... I can't really keep up with choreography."
"What's your range?" Nick asked curiously.
"I'm a counter tenor," he whispered.

"You're a counter tenor!?” asked Blaine, clearly impressed. "Wow, you should have told me!" He turned to the two boys again. "We could still join the Warblers, right? Even though he can't do choreography." Jeff glanced nervously at Nick.

"Uh... You'd have to ask Wes. He's pretty precious over the Warblers, he's head council member." Blaine nodded.

"Okay. We'll go talk to him today. He should at least give you an audition, that's what I think." He kissed Kurt's cheek lightly. He knew what such simple gestures did to Kurt. They made him feel important, they reminded him of the fact that he was loved.

Nick and Jeff showed them around the school, the blonde bouncing happily. Kurt was a little overwhelmed.

"I'll never be able to find my way around here,” he whispered worriedly to Nick. The boy smiled sadly.

"We'll help you, Kurt. We're all happy to help you. And then you have Blaine, of course." Nick admired their relationship. They seemed to understand each other in the most amazing way. Blaine was currently talking to Jeff a little bit ahead of them. "So, how and when did you and Blaine meet?"

"He lives at the care home. He saved me from a supply closet," Kurt smiled softly,."It was actually only a few weeks ago. What about you and Jeff? He's... excitable."

"We met in his freshman year here at Dalton. We've been together for over a year now. And yes, he has a lot of energy, but I love that about him." Nick went silent for a while before speaking to Kurt again. "Blaine loves you a lot. I can tell."

"I hope so. I feel bad that he's stuck with me..." Kurt sighed. "But it's like we're soul mates, we need each other. He deserves so much better than me though."

"A person can't deserve more that their soul mate. Don't say things like that, Kurt. I'm sure Blaine's one hundred percent happy." Nick smiled and patted him on the shoulder. They went silent for a while and listened to their boyfriends chatting before Nick asked,

"Why do you and Blaine live at a care home? You don't have to answer... I just thought I'd ask."

"Um... I was in an accident when I was four. It killed my dad and blinded me. My Mom... well, she didn't want a blind son." Kurt fought the urge to curl in on himself. "You'll have to ask Blaine about him... it's not my story to tell." Blaine and Jeff came back to the two other boys and Blaine was immediately on his knees in front of Kurt's chair when he saw the expression in his face. He'd seen it before.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"I-It was m-my f-fault," Nick stuttered, eyes wide. "I asked him why he was in the care home." Kurt was breathing heavily, his whole body shaking. He was trying not to shut himself off. Blaine simply nodded to Nick and then turned to Kurt again. He cupped his cheek and spoke firmly.

"Kurt, I'm here. I'm Blaine, your boyfriend. You're safe here. I promised to protect you and I will. You're safe, honey." Kurt nodded, closing his eyes, but he was still shaking and he couldn't speak.

"Is he... Is he okay?" Jeff asked worriedly. "What's wrong with him?"

"He's okay. He's just shaken. This is also hard for him to talk about." Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt on the lips while still cupping his cheek. "You're safe, honey. You're okay..."

It took Kurt a good ten minutes before he was back to normal. When his breathing was okay again, he reached out for Nick's hand.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to zone out like that." Nick looked down at their hands.

"No, it's fine. I'll remember to not bring it up again." He let go of Kurt's hand and smiled kindly. Blaine smiled, too.

"Let's go to our first class!" Kurt hesitated

"I- I'll be alone though." Jeff shook his head.

"Come on! Blaine will go with Nick and I'll take you to your class, you have English right? Trent will be there, I'll introduce you." Blaine leaned down and kissed Kurt.

"You'll be fine, baby," he whispered against his lips. "I bet Trent is really nice. I'll see you when we have break." He kissed Kurt one more time, then walked away with Nick to History class.

Jeff wheeled Kurt down the corridor, Tony trotting happily alongside them.

"You'll like Trent. He's really nice, I promise." Kurt nodded and they soon reached the class room.

"Sir? This is Kurt Hummel... Do you mind if I introduce him to Trent?"
"Of course not." The teacher smiled. "My name is Mr. Wilkes, Kurt. His seat's over there, Jeff. Thad's got a free period, he’s going to help him with the Braille books we ordered in."
"Cool!" Jeff grinned. "Thad's cool, Kurt. His little sister's blind and he's a senior." The blonde wheeled him over to the corner where Trent and Thad were sat. Trent looked up and saw a boy being wheeled their way.

"Hey, you're Kurt, right? I heard someone new was coming here today! I'm Trent." He reached to shake Kurt's hand kindly. "It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," Kurt smiled softly.
"And I'm Thad,” the older boy grinned. "You want to feel me to see me? It's what Emily always does." Kurt nodded uncertainly.

"If you don't mind?"

"Of course not, go ahead," said Thad and sunk down in front of Kurt.

"I don't mind either," said Trent and did the same. Kurt did so slowly, his hands skimming gently over their features. Jeff smiled and ruffled Kurt's hair before leaving for his own class.

Kurt had a good morning, for the first time he felt like people actually cared about him. The teachers and students were kind and patient and he really felt like he was learning something which was a nice change. Blaine and Kurt had received one locker each and that was where Blaine was when he saw Kurt after their second period.

"Hey!" He grinned widely and kneeled in front of Kurt, who was being wheeled by another boy who had to be Trent, and pecked him on the cheek. "Had a nice morning? Mine has been great!"

"Perfect," Kurt grinned.
"Hey! I'm Trent." Trent held out his hand to Blaine. "Kurt told me all about you." Blaine shook Trent's hand and chuckled.

"All good things, I hope." He turned to Kurt again. "You know what, baby? They called me from the hospital a few minutes ago. You'll be out of the chair in a week." He grinned wider, feeling really happy. "And when you can walk properly again, I'll take you shopping."

"I've never been shopping!" he gasped. Blaine laughed.

"Good that you have a boyfriend who can spoil you on your first time then. And I hope you trust my taste in clothes since you'll only be able to feel them. I have a pretty amazing taste though," he chuckled.

"I'd take Nick and Jeff with you too, if I were you," Trent smiled. "They're pretty awesome at clothes shopping. But seriously Kurt, how in God’s name can you be sixteen and not have been shopping!?" Blaine froze. He didn't want Kurt to think about all of that again.

"He just hasn't gotten the opportunity," he said calmly and squeezed Kurt's hand. "But this weekend, he will!" He kissed the younger boy's cheek again and whispered in his ear. "I love you. Don't forget it."

"Love you too." Nick and Jeff suddenly came skidding up to them.

"We talked to Wes and he says he's all for equal rights. You both have an audition after school," Jeff grinned.

"Great!" Blaine beamed. "Any kind of music the council likes especially much?"

"I'd go top forty if I were you..." Nick let out a laugh. "They're not big fans of show tunes." Kurt frowned, that was what he was good at. Blaine noticed Kurt's frown and then got an idea.

"Hey, Nick, could we do a duet?" Blaine had the perfect song for them.

"I don't see why not... What did you have in mind?"

"Perfect by P!nk. Do you know it, Kurt?" Blaine grinned, unable to hide his excitement. Kurt nodded, and then giggled.

"Blaine... Can you rap?!" Blaine just shrugged.

"I guess I'm okay. Anyway, we have a break after the next period, right? We can practice then!" Blaine was practically jumping up and down with excitement.

Soon enough, Kurt and Blaine were waiting outside the Warbler's rehearsal room nervously. Jeff was waiting with them.
"It'll be fine. Thad's on the council and David and Wes are both great guys. It'll be so cool when you join us!" He led them into a room and suddenly they heard a sarcastic voice from the corner.
"Well done, Sterling. You brought us a cripple. Trying to bring someone even more useless than you to the group?" Jeff's excitable face instantly fell and he retreated into himself, it was obvious this boy tearing him down was a regular occurrence.
"Back off, Sebastian!" Nick snapped, getting interrupted by the banging of a gavel. Kurt flinched. Blaine put a protecting hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"There will always be jerks who don't understand," he whispered to Kurt. "Let's just sing and shut him up, okay?" Kurt nodded. He heard the head council member introduce himself as Wes and ask them to sing. Then he and Blaine were singing and he forgot about everything, just putting his heart and soul into it.

"You are perfect to me,” they finished the song and the room burst into applause. 
"That was /amazing/!" said Jeff with wide eyes.

"Well," Thad grinned. "I think we all know the an-" He was interrupted by Sebastian.

"Hang on! We should put this to the vote. I mean... Blaine should obviously get in, but what about Hummel? He's not going to be able to do any of the choreography! He'll throw all of our routines off!"

"If Kurt can't join, I won't either," Blaine gritted through his teeth. "You over there, if you could just shut up, that’d be nice." Wes threw a glare at Sebastian.

"Warbler Sebastian, you are not on the council so kindly don't act as if you were." He turned to Jeff, who was the Warbler choreographer along with David. "You and David can rework the routines, right Jeff?"
"Of course!" Jeff grinned. "I already started!" David smiled.

"Then welcome to the Warbler's, guys. Both of you." He glared at Sebastian. Blaine grinned widely.

"We got in, baby. I knew we would!" He kissed the top of Kurt's head and then sat down on a couch next to his boyfriend’s wheelchair.

The rehearsal went well. The Warblers were all for helping Kurt. Sebastian sulked at the edge of the group, glaring at Kurt and staring at Blaine with lust filled eyes. He waited until Kurt was busy with Nick and Jeff before sliding up to Blaine.
"Hey, sexy,” he grinned. "Fancy going out for coffee with a real man?" Blaine turned his back to Sebastian.

"I have a boyfriend. I'd like if you respected that."

"He doesn't need to know," Sebastian winked. "Not like he can see us!" He let out a cruel laugh and Thad turned around slowly from where he was stood, his face furious.

"Back off, Sebastian. Bully me all you want, but don't you dare hurt Kurt in any way. I'm more than happy with him. I hope we never have to speak again." Blaine turned and walked over to Thad, who had been watching the situation. "How do you normally deal with Sebastian?" he asked.

"Ignore him," Thad hissed. "But I'm not going to stand for him making jokes about blind people. I won’t." He shook his head to clear it, holding out his hand. "I'm Thad Harwood. My baby sister's blind."

"Blaine Anderson." Blaine shook his hand. "I've never met anyone blind before Kurt. I'm doing my best though. No one-" Blaine took a deep breath to make sure he didn't choke up. "No one else cares about him. Before you guys, that is. He's such a talented, beautiful boy and no one even cares... It's not fair," he sighed and looked down. Thad nodded.

“It can be hard. Emily's not even six yet and I'm already worried about what school's going to be like for her. But the Warblers are like family, we'll all look after Kurt." Blaine put a hand on Thad's shoulder.

"As long as we're there for them, that's all we can do,” he smiled kindly. "And actually... Kurt will have an operation in two years that'll probably make him see again. At least partially."

"That's amazing," Thad breathed. "Do you think he'd... he'd maybe talk to Emily sometime? She's never met anyone else who's blind."

"I'm sure he'd love that," Blaine smiled. There was a sudden bang of a gavel.

"This meeting is over. We will continue tomorrow."