"Oh Kurt, I'm so sorry." Andrew murmured before patting the other's shoulder. "I remember going through one of those once, it wasn't pretty." he said quietly.

"You've been attacked by a wolf?" Jeff asked the shorter boy as they continued to walk down the hall, Kurt walking in-between them with Pavarotti riding on his shoulder.

"Why does that surprise you so much?" Andrew asked, raising his gaze from the floor to look Jeff in the face.

Jeff looked away quickly as his free hand rose to rub at the back of his neck. "I dunno…it just seems Alexander has you on a pretty tight leash you know?" Jeff said quickly, scared that the other fledgling would take his words the wrong way. Instead all Andrew did was laugh and shrug.

"Just because he's controlling and impulsive doesn't mean he can protect me from everything aimed at him." Andrew said, reaching up to loosen the tie around his neck. "I hate these uniforms…"

"You and me both." Kurt said, finally speaking up after he had told the other two about his dream. At first he had been hesitant about telling Andrew as well considering he hardly knew him, but he was beginning to feel almost as comfortable around the older fledgling as he did with Jeff. Though to be honest he didn't really think he would ever be as close to any of his cousins like he was with the blond.

"I have so many outfits I made Alexander buy me from France stuffed in my closet that are just itching to be worn." Andrew said with another long sigh as he mourned the loss of use of his wardrobe.

"France?" Kurt asked excitedly, turning his full attention to the Asian. "Did you by any chance get-"

"Come on guys, not again.." Jeff whined, rolling his eyes when both Andrew and Kurt gave a matching huff of annoyance.

"What?" Andrew growled, pulling the strap of his backpack forward on his shoulder.

"Can't we talk about something that we all like?" Jeff asked in an annoyed tone of voice. It wasn't like they were in Kurt and Blaine's suite where he could just cuddle with Kurt while the other two spoke this time. No, they were currently walking towards the cafeteria since all three of them had a free hour, which they all thought something had been switched around because it seemed like too much of a coincidence."

"It's not my fault you don't have any c-" Andrew began, stopping when Kurt gently touched his arm.

"No Jeff is right, I mean he did listen all the times you and Alexander came over to talk to Blaine that week." Kurt said, shooting them both a brief smile. "Don't you think we should listen to him?"

Andrew was silent for a moment before he sighed in defeat, Kurt's bright eyes not helping in the least. "Fine." he grumbled, rolling his eyes when an excited noise left the back of Jeff's throat. "I swear if it's about those stupid power ranger things…"

"They aren't things!" Jeff scoffed before taking another sip of his coke. "Nick listens when I talk about them…" he said softly, smiling when Kurt sent him another smile. "Anyways, I wasn't going to talk about them." he continued, the bounce returning in his step as they stepped into the large cafeteria.

"Then what could you possibly talk about?" Andrew asked, briefly waving to a girl who called out to him from across the room. "That's all you ever talk about."

"Why do you have to be such an ass, Andy?" Jeff snapped, giving Kurt a pleading look.

"I live with Alexander, what more of an explanation do you need?" Andrew quipped, grinning when Kurt let out a snort of laughter.

"Preach."

Kurt blinked, glancing towards the little yellow bird that still sat upon his shoulder. They hadn't really interacted much that evening considering he had classes and the little bird didn't seem too perky.

"You've lived with Alexander before?" Kurt asked, nodding along to whatever his two cousins were squabbling about now. The only thing he really got from the current argument was that Andrew didn't think Jeff should be allowed anywhere near fireworks.

"Unfortunately." Pavarotti answered, walking across Kurt's shoulder to rub his beak against the fledgling's cheek. "Enough about that though, are you sure you're alright?"

Kurt sighed softly, taking a plastic tray once they had reached the front of the line. Blaine had asked him the same thing about a few hundred times earlier that night before he had eventually allowed him to go to class. Don't get him wrong, he really did appreciate the concern and worry but at the same time he wished Blaine would stop acting like he was about to go off the deep end. "Not you too, Pavarotti."

"Well excuse me for worrying about you."

"We've only known each other for a day." Kurt pointed out before reaching out to grab the plate of salad one of the cafeteria ladies were handing out to him.

"Your point?"

"I'm fine." Kurt replied with a roll of his eyes, really wondering if there were invisible words printed on his forehead that tagged his as emotionally unstable.

"It's odd Blaine let you come to class today." Andrew said after he had let the cashier charge Alexander's accountant.

"Yeah." Jeff said, glancing back at Kurt as he waited for the woman to do the same with Nick's. "I remember when I had a dream from poison, I couldn't leave Nick's side for like three days." the bond said, moving to the side so Kurt could charge his own food.

Kurt shot the other two a confused look before smiling at the woman. He opened his mouth to say something but she quickly told him she had checked him through and then promptly shooed him away so the line behind him could continue moving. "How did she..?"

"No one knows." Andrew said with a shrug of his shoulders. "They just seem to know who to charge…"

"How though…I've never even met the woman before." Kurt trailed before he shook his head to clear his thoughts. "You mean you two took days to recover?" he asked, frowning when Andrew nodded.

"Yup." Jeff answered as he led the other to towards the side of the cafeteria. Once they found an empty table he plopped down into one of the plastic chairs, grinning when Andrew's face scrunched up at the sight of his greasy pizza.

"How can you eat that?" Andrew finally asked as he watched the blond shove the pizza into his mouth at an alarming speed.

Jeff swallowed his bite, grimacing as the hot pepperoni slices slid down his throat. "Well it's easier than eating that." he said pointing towards Andrew's caesar salad.

Kurt continued to watch the other two argue back and forth once again, not really listening to why Jeff had a strange aversion to anything colored green. Instead he was thinking about why he seemed to have another abnormal experience, would he ever be like a normal fledgling? "Pavarotti, what's wrong with me?"

"Nothing, you're perfect." the bird responded, flying from Kurt's shoulder to land on the table beside his plate. He began to steal croutons from the fledglings salad, ignoring the disgusted noise Andrew gave in return.

"It's because I'm different isn't it?" Kurt asked as he unscrewed the cap off his water bottle. He took a quick sip before closing it and picking out the rest of the croutons to place at the birds feet. A happy trill left the little bird causing the corners of his mouth to lift slightly. "Maybe I am a Naturalist after all…"

"How do you know what that is?" Pavarotti asked quickly, his attention finally off the crumbs in front of him. "You haven't taken that class yet."

"I…heard about it from someone." Kurt said, thinking it ridiculous that he couldn't make eye contact with a bird. "Is it a bad thing?"

"Quite the opposite actually, but now my beak closes on the subject." Pavarotti said quickly before busying himself with the rest of the croutons.

A frustrated growl left from him before he could stop himself. When the other two turned to Kurt with curious expressions he waved it off as his salad being slightly wilted, sending a glare towards the yellow menace. "Pavarotti you've got to tell me if you know something, please."

"No can do, blood boy." Pavarotti replied cheekily before hopping towards Jeff's tray to steal a tatter tot.

"Pav-"

"Why is Wes's bird following you around anyways?" Jeff asked, Andrew nodding along as he munched on a bite of salad.

"This ought to be entertaining."

"Oh well…" Kurt trailed off, not exactly knowing what to say since he himself had no idea why Pavarotti was still hanging around. He shot the bird another glare before asking for himself. "Why are you following me?"

"Oh come on, it would be too easy if I just told you. Don't you enjoy a mystery?"

Kurt opened his mouth to tell Pavarotti where exactly he could shove his mystery but quickly got sidetracked when someone called out his name from the entrance of the cafeteria. He turned his head towards the voice and smiled when he saw Dave walking up to their table. When soft growling came from both his cousins he sent them a surprised look, holding in a squeak of surprise when both of them wrapped an arm around his waist. Why had he decided to sit in the middle again?

"Hey, Kurt!" Dave said happily, grinning when Jeff and Andrew bared their teeth. "You guys do know you're really not threatening when my canines are longer than your's right?" he asked in an amused voice, laughing when the dark haired Asian huffed.

"Dave." Kurt said, shaking his head. "Don't make it worse." he said, still trying to push the arms around his waist away. "I didn't know you had a free period this hour too." he said before sighing and giving up on his freedom. "Would you like to join us?"

"Kurt!" Andrew whispered, shooting the wolf another glare before looking at his cousin. "Are you serious?"

"I wasn't aware the cafeteria served kibble and bits…" Jeff said snidely, ignoring the sound of disapproval Kurt gave.

Despite the rude looks and comments Dave sat down in the chair closest to him, which unfortunately for Jeff was right beside him. "I wasn't aware Kurt had such a bitch of a friend."

"Watch it, mutt." Andrew growled, the grip around Kurt's waist tightening slightly.

"Are all of you seriously going to pull this?" Kurt asked before giving each of them a disappointed look. "I don't understand this stupid rivalry or whatever it is…"

"Whatever." Dave began, effectively ignoring the other two's growling to concentrate on Kurt. "Did you ever begin it?" he asked, hoping Kurt knew what he was talking about.

Kurt's brow furrowed in confusion at the question until the image of the leather-bound book resurfaced in his memory. "Oh." he said before shaking his head. "No, I was kind of…busy." he said with a small shrug.

"Right." Dave said, reaching out to steal the apple that rested next to Kurt's plate on his tray.

"What?" Jeff asked, finally breaking eye contact with the wolf to give his cousin a questioning look.

"You shouldn't trust him." Andrew said quickly. He was surprised when Kurt growled.

"Andrew, I know you don't know this so I'm not as disappointed in you as I am with Jeff." Kurt began before looking at Alexander's fledgling. "Dave basically saved my undead life a few weeks ago so could you show him a little decency?" he asked, turning his head to glare at Jeff who had the sense to look ashamed. "You know he's my friend, and incase you haven't noticed I don't treat you two like the way you are treating him."

Jeff grumbled a few times before sighing. "I still don't have to like it." he said, frowning even more when Kurt sent him another dark look. "Okay, okay." he grumbled, looking at Dave who was grinning. "Sorry for calling you out on your obvious faults for being the dog that you are an-" he stopped when Kurt elbowed him in the side. "Sorry," he snapped, biting his bottom lip as more insults threatened to tumble out.

Kurt smiled before looking at Andrew who was looking down at the table. "Andrew…" he said quietly, tensing when the fledgling sat up straight in his seat. He didn't know him that well so anything really could come out of his mouth.

"I swear if you end up hurting either one of my cousins I'll rip your tongue out and shove it up your ass." he said before slowly removing his arm from Kurt's waist. He stood up and threw his backpack over his shoulder once more, picking up his tray and placing a kiss against Kurt's cheek. "I'll see you later, I can't stand eating with a begging dog at the table." he said before nodding to Jeff before walking off, sending another glare towards Dave as he passed him.

"Andrew!" Kurt called out, getting up to follow him only to have Jeff tug him back down.

"Just let him go, he has certain issues with…" Jeff said, sending another disgusted look to Dave before continuing. "Wolves. He needs to simmer down a bit."

Kurt sighed, reaching up to rub at his head as Pavarotti landed on his other shoulder, pressing his beak against his ear. "I'm sorry, Dave." Kurt said, smiling when a loud laugh left the wolf.

"Don't worry about me, I never expected to become friends with them." Dave said with a shrug.

"As if." Jeff snorted, wincing when Kurt yet again elbowed him in the side.

"How are you?" Kurt asked, trying to patch the already broken attempt of a conversation.

"Good, Dustin took me to the movies yesterday." Dave said, taking another bite of his stolen apple.

"That's nice." Kurt said, shivering when Pavarotti nipped at his ear gently. "What?"

"What was Dave talking about earlier?" Pavarotti asked, head cocking to the side as Jeff rested his head against Kurt's free shoulder.

Kurt frowned, nodding an answer at Dave as the wolf continued to speak. He considered telling Pavarotti but he had promised the werewolf he wouldn't tell anyone. So wouldn't telling the bird be breaking his promise? Besides couldn't he have his own secrets if Pavarotti had his? "Will you tell me what a Naturalist is?"

"No cigar."

"Then I guess you'll just have to enjoy the mystery."

Kurt's last class had been disappointing considering some of the other fledglings couldn't grasp the concept that the teachers wouldn't hurt them. While David, or Professor Thompson, was friendly looking enough to him many of the other's didn't seem to think so. The entire hour and a half was spent with David trying to get through to some of the more skittish people that he or any other member of the staff wouldn't hurt them.

When the bell had rung all he managed to receive was a slip of paper explaining what he would be expected to do for the rest of the semester. What made it even more frustrating was the fact that they were supposed to be going over urges and impulses for the first time, something that Kurt was really interested in since he had just rolled over for Blaine the previous night without a second thought. Today's lesson could of helped explained that better but of course it couldn't of gone as planned.

Now he and Andrew walked down the hallway together, the shorter teen not really in the mood to talk. Kurt supposed the other was still sore about earlier but he wasn't going to give in to the pout. He meant what he said about Dave being his friend and he wasn't about to change his opinion just because Andrew's feathers had been ruffled for some unknown reason. When he had tried to ask about what Jeff had meant earlier all he received was a shrug and a gentle hug which confused him even more.

"He doesn't look so good." Pavarotti pointed out from his perch on Andrew's shoulder. The fledgling didn't even attempt to flick him off like he had done earlier that night.

"He won't talk to me." Kurt answered, glancing towards his cousin again.

"Try harder, maybe all he needs is an extra push."

Kurt thought for a moment, trying to find something that would gain Andrew's attention. He had tried their loved topic of fashion already and that was really the only thing he knew about the other, besides the fact that he was Alexander's fledgling and apparently not too pleased about it. "You're older and more experienced, why don't you talk to him?"

"Oh yes because suddenly being able to hear a bird inside your head is normal."

"Well why did you talk to me?"

"Incase you haven't figured this out, and really if you haven't by now I'll worry, you're not exactly normal."

"I'm beginning to accept that more and more with each weird occurrence."

"Well aren't they kind normal to you since it's abnormal in the first place?"

"Pavarotti I swear, I just want to pluck out a feather every time something like that leaves your obnoxious little beak."

"Rude."

Kurt rolled his eyes before looking at Andrew again. With another soft sigh he gathered the courage to try once again to try to get his cousin to talk. "Andrew." he said quietly, smiling thankfully when the other actually looked at him. "I know David being around earlier made you upset but I just…I don't understand why?" he began, mentally cheering that Andrew was actually still paying attention to him as he spoke. "Did he do something that I don't know of, because I didn't think you two knew each other before this year since he just turned a few months back?"

Andrew didn't speak for a few moments but he did stop walking in the hallway to grab Kurt's wrist. He looked up into the other's face for a moment before letting out a long breath. "No he didn't…that was the first time I ever met him." he began, looking away to watch as people passed them on their way to other classes. "I'm really sorry about being a jerk and all it's just that I don't like Werewolves that much."

"Why, because they're different?" Kurt asked a little defensively after all he had been hated and scorned all his life just because he wasn't 'normal'. He pulled his hand away from Andrew and crossed his arms over his chest as he waited for the older fledgling to continue.

Andrew stiffened, eyes narrowing as he looked back into Kurt's face. "No not because they're different." he said through gritted teeth as his hands clenched into fists. "I hate them because they are the reason I'm what I am right now, the reason why my families caskets were empty when they were buried."

Kurt face instantly fell from self-righteous to shock. "E-empty?" he asked, reaching over to grab one of Andrew's fists. He was surprised he wasn't smacked away for the effort since he knew he himself would of done so to the person who had just mocked him.

Andrew felt his hands trembling as he took in another breath, thankful that Kurt only squeezed slightly with his own hand instead of quickly demanding more of an explnation. "My family were hunters…we hunted wolves and vampires who broke the law." he began, looking around to make sure no one was listening in. "Everything happened because my older brother accidentally killed a pup from a pack of wolves that weren't doing the things we were hunting them for." he whispered, pulling Kurt down the hall as he continued to speak in soft words. "Alexander managed to save me and my older brother, but he couldn't get to the rest of my family."

"So if he saved you…why did he turn you?" Kurt asked, watching as Pavarotti flew from his shoulder to travel along side them in the air.

"Poor kid." Pavarotti said, flying up towards the ceiling to perform a lazy loop as the fledglings continued towards their next class.

Andrew laughed darkly, still not stopping. "Everything has a price, Kurt." he said softly before turning down another hallway. "He was looking for a new companion, my brother offered himself but he had a baby on the way with his girlfriend and I just couldn't…" Andrew sighed, finally stopping in the empty hallway to look at Kurt. "I couldn't do that to him so I offered myself and of course Alexander was elated." he mumbled.

"You sacrificed your life for your brother's?" Kurt said, watching as the shorter male began to fidget uncomfortably.

"Believe it or not, not everyone is turned out of love or friendship." Andrew finally said, hugging his arms to his chest as they stood in the awkward silence.

"So you hate Alexander then?" Kurt asked sadly, stepping closer to wrap his arms around the older fledgling. When the other began to laugh a bit of worry started it the back of his mind.

"I did." he began softly. "At first but over the year I began to realize the reason why he was hanging around so much when my family was still alive." he said, pulling away from Kurt to smile towards him. "I wouldn't say I love him…at least not yet. He still gets on my nerves and sometimes I wish I could rip his head off…but at least I don't constantly dream of running a blade through his neck now."

Kurt blinked, really trying to understand what the other was saying. Could love really work like that? Being forced into becoming a vampire didn't sound like something he himself could forgive. Then again wasn't a human falling in love with a vampire taboo in the first place? A slow smile crept on to his face as Andrew nervously toed at the ground. "I hope you two can…feel what you want with each other someday." he finally said, wrapping his arms around Andrew when the other flung his arms over his shoulders.

"I'll try to be nicer to your friend, honest." Andrew mumbled in Kurt's shoulder. He really liked his new cousin, and since Jeff was always hanging around him he couldn't help but gravitate towards him too. Kurt hadn't even judged him for being a hunter, something that surprised him considering the other had almost been killed by two of them.

"God. I think my blood sugar just spiked from watching you too."

Kurt hugged Andrew tighter as Pavarotti's voice ringed in his ears. "Shut up." A door banging from down the hall quickly pulled the two teens apart, both flattening invisible wrinkles in their blazers as footsteps and angry growls neared.

"Oh shit."

Kurt glanced to where Pavarotti's feathery head was turned and his eyes widened at the surprising sight. Mickey, the fledgling he had met at Jeff's rebirth party, was currently dragging the same werewolf that had attacked him the previous night down the hall by his ear. He noticed Andrew's tensed posture and quickly stepped in front him, but he wasn't sure why. It was like something had pulled him to do so and once Andrew had hid his face between his shoulder blades he didn't regret it. "Mickey?" he asked hesitantly, wincing when the wolf howled in pain as the older fledgling continued to pull him by his ear.

Mickey stopped in his rant towards the pup when he heard a famillair voice calling his name. His face lit up when he saw his newest cousin standing in the hallway in front of them. "Kurt?" he asked excitedly, pushing the wolf to the ground only to stomp his foot in the middle of the other's back when he tried to scamper away.

"Ouch! Tim is going to hear about this!' he wailed, still struggling to fight the wieght pressing into his back.

Mickey's tanned face fell when he glanced back down towards the wolf he was currently pinning down. "You think he won't also hear of you trying to hurt that poor girl?" he snapped before looking back towards Kurt, face brightening once again when Andrew peeked out from behind Kurt's back. "Hey Andrew!" he said happily, grinning when they both gave him a confused look.

"What are you going to do….with him?" Kurt asked, knowing the thoughts of skinning the stupid wolf for his pelt was probably really morbid and not 'right'. He couldn't find himself to care though, especially when Andrew's story only stroked the hate for this wolf even more.

"Oh this?" Mickey asked after a moment of thought. "Well I'll be calling his creator I suppose, he is in trouble and I am in charge."

"In charge?" Kurt asked with a raised eyebrow. "I thought you were with Antoninio?" he asked, blinking when Mickey laughed out loud.

"I'm almost out fledgling years, Kurt." Mickey began, rolling his eyes when the wolf below his shoe began to whimper. "I've been working along side my creator as a student teacher for a few years now." he said, smiling when a surprised sound left both of the fledglings.

"Antonio works here?" Kurt and Andrew asked at the same time, glancing towards one another as they did so.

"Yes, most of our family does during the school year." he said before reaching down to pull Josh up by the ear, sighing when the other howled in pain yet again. "You wont have his classes for a few years though." he said as he began walking again, pulling the wolf along with him. "Speaking of classes, aren't you two going to be late?"

Kurt's eyes widened as realization dawned on him. He quickly took Andrew's hand again before following after Mickey and his previous attacker. "We're going to be late." he said, ignoring the laugh Mickey gave when he and Andrew ran past him.

"Well better late than skipping altogether." Andrew said, pulling Kurt in a different direction. "Trust me, skipping classes is not a vampire's favorite things to discuss with their fledlging."

Kurt frowned as he imagined Blaine's disappointed face, but considering he was so adamat about keeping him from going to calsses today maybe he wouldn't of minded too much. When that thought left his mind he began to think of Andrew's story, not knowing whether to be in awe of his bravery or saddened by it. In a few ways he and Andrew were alike, but there were so many things that were different about them as well. For one Kurt was turned from love when Andrew was turned out of something that scarily resembled a business deal. Would Blaine of turned him regardless of his choice if it had gone down that way?

Just what he needed, a nosy bird and even more things to think about in his next class, that is if he and Andrew could make it there in time. Who knew what vampires did when you were late, no one had been so far in any of his classes so really anything could happen.

Blaine sighed as he continued to type in the numbers of Kurt's friends into the new iphone he had just received. It had taken him all his confrence period to fish up all the numbers but he was sure that his fledgling would appreciate being able to get in touch with his old friends. He looked up once he heard footsteps stop just outside his door and sighed, knowing exactly who it was when they placed a hand on the outside of the cracked door. "Come in, Jeremiah." he called out, setting the phone down on his desk as the door sung open to reveal the tall blond.

Jeremiah smiled towards Blaine, lip curling in disgust when he noticed the phone sitting in front of the older vampire. "Another gift for your precious Kurt?" he growled as he walked up to the desk, hands stuffed in the pockets of his jeans.

"Considering you destroyed his old one did I really have a choice but to replace it?" Blaine asked, leaning back in his chair as he looked over his previous creation. "You weren't exactly flying off to replace it even though it was your place to do so." he sighed when the other only scoffed in return. "What do you need?"

"When were you going to tell everyone?" Jeremiah asked, his voice low and surprinsgly gentle.

Blaine's eyebrows rose in question before he reached over to grab his coffee cup. He took a long sip before placing it back in it's coaster. "I don't think I understand what you mean."

"Oh you know exactly what I mean." Jeremiah whispered. "It's why you like him so much isn't it?" he continued. "You don't love him, you just want to claim him for your mate because he's a Naturalist."