Kurt had to struggle with patience all through exam week. He spent the majority of his time studying and talking on the phone with Carol and his Dad. Blaine had his own exams to worry about, and the only time Kurt saw him that week was the day before and of their biology exam. They hardly had time to have their usual coffee. It was enough though to help calm Kurt's nerves of the week.

"How do you think you did?" Blaine asked downing his coffee fast as he could.

Kurt's eyes rolled in his head and he pinched the bridge of his nose. Blaine made a face and swallowed his coffee.

"That bad? Even with all our studying?"

Kurt scoffed, "Blaine, the only studying we did was of our hands and lips."

Blaine gave a cheeky smirk and lifted the coffee cup to his moth, "Weren't we taking anatomy?"

"Blaine." Kurt said with a bit of outrage.

The look on Kurt's face sent Blaine into a fit of laughter. He almost spit out his coffee but was able to contain himself. "I'm sorry. Really though, but in my defense I tried to keep us on track but you're so distracting."

"Yes, well I can't help but pull focus." Kurt teased.

Blaine gave a tiny snort and affectionately touched Kurt's hand. Kurt sipped his coffee. Their cookie, a polar bear with a light blue scarf, sat uneaten on top of the paper bag.

"What's the plan this break?" Blaine asked, "I can't wait to spend more time with you sans the homework and the long boring lectures."

"Would you hate me completely if I asked you to accompany Finn, Rachel and I to our High School? We were hoping to visit a few friends and our Glee club teacher. I know it sounds dull." Kurt mumbled.

Blaine smirked. "Are you kidding? That sounds great! Just promise me I can drag you to Dalton. I still have a friend or two there."

Kurt's eyes lit up at the idea of Blaine taking him to Dalton. For some reason it sounded extremely appealing. Kurt beamed and sat up in his chair. "Drag me anywhere. Wait, do I get to see your blazer?"

Blaine hesitated. He chuckled nervously and reached for the polar bear cookie. He snapped the cookie in half, the poor creature drawn and quartered. "I think I could arrange that."

"I've seen it in pictures, but I don't know how I will be able to handle it in person." Kurt said taking the cookie. "Maybe hard to resist the urge to rip it off."

He nibbled the cookie and watched for Blaine's reaction, there was hardly one. Kurt cleaned the bits of cookie that got trapped between his gums and lips with his tongue. He stared half concerned at Blaine.

"Don't you ever just get that urge?"

Blaine blinked and took a sip of his coffee. "Well yeah but, I mean Kurt ripping off your clothing would kind of be a tall order."

Kurt chuckled a little, "Because of the layers?"

"Because of the layers." Blaine winked. Kurt loved it when he did that. He also loved it when Blaine repeated what he said.

They finished their respected coffee and polar bear parts and stood to leave. Kurt linked his arm with Blaine on the way out. For a second Kurt thought he saw a face among the crowded union looking in their direction, the face of Sebastian. Kurt's bitchface appeared almost instantly upon the thought. When they left the union and stepped out into the cold, Blaine moved closer to Kurt. The bitchface vanished and Kurt beamed ear to ear.

The snow was falling lightly as they drove back to Lima, free of the semester and the burden of homework for a few weeks. Kurt was initially upset that there would be no more biology but they both decided that they needed another class together. Now Kurt could hardly wait for their History of Popular Music.

Kurt played with the radio in Blaine's car for a while before giving up. Blaine begged for him to surf through once more and then instructed him to stop once a song he personally liked came on over the speakers. "I Like it Like That" by Hot Chelle Rae. It was alright in Kurt's opinion but amazing when Blaine sang it. Every song was amazing when Blaine sang it. No, Kurt wasn't biased at all.

"I like it like that, hey windows down, chillin' with the radio on, I like it like that! Damn, sun's so hot, make the girls take it all off, I like it like that!" Blaine drummed on the steering wheel.

Kurt still looked skeptical. He reached into his bag and pulled out a CD. "Can I make a request?"

Blaine stopped, he was a little taken a back by Kurt's disapproval of his singing. He nodded and gestured for Kurt to proceed. The CD slid into the player and after a few moments for it to read the disc the music started. Kurt glanced at Blaine out of the corner of his eye and sang with a cocky grin.

"Made a wrong turn, once or twice. Dug my way out blood and fire. Bad decisions that's alright, welcome to my silly life. Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood, miss no way it's all good it didn't slow me down."

Blaine almost sent them crashing into one of the divides he was so distracted by Kurt's voice. He corrected his error and muttered an apology. Kurt, after realizing they weren't going to die, just smiled and kept on singing.

"Look I'm still around."

Blaine took a breath in and sang the chorus with Kurt much to his pleasure. Kurt reached over and took one of Blaine's hands.

"Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel! Like you're less than, less than perfect! Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel, like you're nothing you are perfect to me!" They both sang together.

The two of them rocked out to Pink song at least a four times before they decided to put on a different one and give their voices a rest. They laughed about it for a solid minutes.

"I think we found our song." Blaine said still trying to catch his breath.

"Better choice than Hot Chelle Rae? Not that I have anything against them but-" Kurt trailed off.

Blaine touched Kurt's knee and quickly looked over to him, "Better than Hot Chelle Rae." he leaned over risking their lives once again just to kiss Kurt. If Kurt had any complaints he wasn't voicing them.

"So this is Lima." Kurt said with a bit of a grumble. "Not much. Oh, turn here."

They were heading straight for McKinley. Kurt couldn't wait to see Mr. Shue and the remaining Glee members from his years at McKinley High. They pulled into the near empty parking lot. It was after school hours but only by thirty minutes. Kurt knew that the Glee Club would still be practicing. He was nearly bouncing in his seat. Finn and Rachel pulled in close behind them.

"Your school is so much…smaller than Dalton." Blaine said as they walked the halls. Kurt kept his hands folded behind his back. He shrugged.

"Yes well, public school is always smaller than expensive all boy private schools. But don't you wish you had come here instead. McKinley has character." Kurt flashed his hands in front of him.

Blaine laughed and nudged Kurt's shoulder, "I do. But only because of one character." He eyed Kurt. He meant Kurt.

At this, Kurt's ears turned pink. He put his arm through Blaine's and they caught up with Finn and Rachel as they made it to the choir room. A group of about twelve students were inside. Rachel tapped on the door; she had the greatest smile on her face. A voice welcomed them in.

Tina and Artie's faces lit up with joy. They were the first ones over to greet them all. The rest of the students looked lost. Kurt was impressed that there were so many new faces. He was sure that when they graduated the New Directions would be over.

"Finn, Rachel, Kurt!" Mr. Shue clapped his hands together and greeted them with a classic grin.

"You guys came back to visit." Tina said, hugging Kurt first and then the others.

"We couldn't exactly stay away." Kurt replied.

"It hasn't been the same without you all." Artie said, "I mean now the lead vocals go to me and Tina but-"

They laughed.

"It's so good to see you all again!" Mr. Shue said after giving them all a hug. He stopped and pointed at Blaine. "Uhh…"

"Oh," Kurt said almost forgetting Blaine was next to him. He put his hands on Blaine's shoulders. "This is Blaine, my boyfriend. He used to go to Dalton, and was part of their glee club. Hope it's alright I brought him alone."

Mr. Shue just grinned at Kurt in a proud almost fatherly way. He shook Blaine's hand.

"It's great to meet you." Blaine said. "Kurt's talked so much about this place. He's a great singer."

Kurt pursed his lips and tried to remain modest. Mr. Shue chuckled and patted Kurt on the back.

"He was one of the best."

A young girl cleared her throat from behind them all.

"Mr. Shue?" She had long deep velvet red hair, obviously dyed because that color was only natural on a red velvet cupcake.

"Oh right," Mr. Shue ushered them all into the center of the choir room. "Everyone this is Finn, Rachel and Kurt. They graduated last year. Rachel and Finn were our lead vocalists that took us in Nationals last year."

A round of polite applause from most the glee members but the girl with the pastry hair didn't look impressed. She eyed Rachel with distain like she was trying to find a weakness. Rachel's pleasant expression shifted a little into the face she held when someone tried to challenge her.

"This could be bad." Kurt whispered leaning over to Blaine.

"How come?"

"Two of them. In one place." said Kurt.

Blaine understood and it showed on his face.

"We're supposed to be rehearsing for regionals." the girl snipped. Her voice was very much like Rachel's. Tina and Artie both gave the same wary look. The expression that was always evident when dealing with Rachel Berry.

Mr. Shue's smile wavered, "I know, Lydia. Actually, this is perfect. Would you all mind singing something?" He addressed Kurt and the others.

Rachel eyed the Lydia girl and rolled her head to Mr. Shue with her ambitious smirk. Kurt almost missed the Rachel who used to crush other people in order to get to the top. She was still capable of it, but in a college setting it was much different. Kurt could tell that Rachel would do whatever it took to put this teenage high school drama queen in her place.

"Why of course we would love to Mr. Shue." Rachel said. She spun on the balls of her feet her long dark hair whipping around. "Blaine would you mind joining us? Artie, and Tina too."

Rachel was in charge again. This was nothing new. Kurt and Finn exchanged a look. Rachel took her place center of the choir room. Before Rachel even suggested it Kurt knew what song they were going to do. It was the one that brought them all together as a glee club his sophomore year. "Don't Stop Believing." Kurt filled Blaine in quickly telling him to just do backup for the ones they were missing. It was like he had been there all along.

Finn started. Kurt guessed he hadn't sung like this since nationals before the summer and graduation. He didn't sound awful, but a little out of practice. Rachel was in rare form; she hadn't had this much blind ambition in her eyes in a while. Even for the Wicked try-outs, her will to prove that she was the best was outshining the others. Kurt, Blaine, Tina and Artie providing the backup vocals. It would have sounded better if all of the missing members could have been there.

Once they finished the glee members burst out in applause. All except one. Lydia sat looking unamused. This pissed Rachel off. She placed her hands on her hips.

"Not bad, for being out of practice." Lydia said with a condescending smirk.

"I know you all are on your way to regionals and quite possibly nationals but this song is what got this glee club started." Rachel spat.

Lydia cocked her head to the side and drummed her long boney fingers on her arm. Her brow arched. "Yes, only took you three years."

"Lydia." Mr. Shue chided.

Rachel's mouth hung open. "W-wha-I-"

Finn put his hands on Rachel's shoulders and bent over to whisper in her ear. "Rachel let it go."

Kurt folded his arms across his chest and glanced over to Blaine who stood there awkwardly. Mr. Shue gave a heavy disappointed sigh the way he used to whenever Rachel gave sass and diva attitude. He rubbed his temples and looked to Kurt and the other apologetically. Kurt let it roll off his shoulders. Actually, it was kind of comical to see another Rachel take on Rachel. He would have loved to seen a diva war between the two but he wasn't sure if the world could handle it. Lima would surely be destroyed.

"Sorry that was so-"

"Awkward?" Blaine offered as he shut his car door.

Kurt sighed and rested his head back against the seat. "It wasn't supposed to go like that you know." He rolled his head on the seat to face Blaine. Blaine gave him a sympathetic smile and leaned forward to peck him on the lips.

"I got to perform with you." Blaine said happily. "In the place where you used to go to school. Where you started to sing. I think I'm the luckiest person alive right now."

Kurt let out a few stifled bits of laughter escape. He buckled himself in. "Sarcasm, that's a good one Blaine."

"No. No, I am serious. It may sound weird but, I am really happy I got to sing with you in that choir room." Blaine started up the car.

They stared at one another for a minute, deep affection in their eyes.

"Well. Off to Dalton? Or is that an adventure best saved for another day? I mean should I expect drama and divas like here with the New Directions?" Kurt asked.

Blaine pulled out of the parking lot with a coy smile. "No. We never really had any major problems with our members."

"Wow, you really did live the perfect high school life didn't you?"

There was a pause, like Blaine wasn't sure if it would be alright for him to say what came out of his mouth next. "It wasn't that perfect."

Kurt wondered what that meant. Blaine didn't elaborate but the tone in his voice suggested something. And although Kurt was extremely curious as to what this secret meaning might be, he didn't pursue the topic. There was the risk that it could have hit on a very personal and maybe even family related issue.

"Your dad is okay with you staying over at my house tonight?" Blaine asked half way to their destination.

Kurt fiddled with the dial on the radio again surfing through static and country. "Mmhm. He knows it's a bit of a drive. Don't worry about it."

"I just figured you'd want to be home with him." Blaine said carefully, not knowing where this subject would take him. Kurt was quiet, in thought.

It wasn't that he didn't want to see his dad, who by the way was back home from the hospital. Kurt just really wanted the opportunity to spend time with Blaine. Plus, the idea of the blazer was just too compelling. Kurt picked at his nails, avoiding eye contact with Blaine.

"I do. I just, want to be with you more right now. I hope that doesn't sound as cruel as it came out. My dad's alright, he's at home resting with Carol and now Finn." Kurt looked over to Blaine. "I'll see him tomorrow. Tonight, I'm yours."

Blaine chewed on his bottom lip and gave a nod. "First, you're going to have to share me with the Warblers. If you don't mind."

Kurt breathed a sigh of relief, "Alright, but only because you have to basically share me with Rachel each and everyday."

Adorable laughter erupted from Blaine's chest. By the time they reached Dalton, Kurt's face hurt from smiling so much.

Dalton was amazing. It was everything Kurt thought it would be an more. He was breathless just walking up to the place, and once inside Kurt was speechless. It was so beautiful and very classy. Kurt was easily able to imagine Blaine walking through these halls with that navy blue and red striped blazer. A blazer that Blaine should have been wearing at this moment. Kurt saw other boys wearing their and it made Kurt feel a little anxious to see Blaine don his old uniform.

"Uh, in here." Blaine said.

"You sure they're still going to be-" Kurt didn't have to finish. The Warblers were already in the middle of a very nice rendition of Billy Joel's "Uptown Girl". Kurt was mesmerized by them. A few of them, upon seeing Blaine, ran over and pulled him in to join them. They hardly paid Kurt any mind. It didn't bother Kurt to be honest; he just stood back and watched with delight as Blaine fit right back in with his old friends. Once they finished, Blaine and Kurt applauded.

The group of finally dressed Warblers formed a perimeter around Blaine. They all spoke at once, clapping him on the back, giving out hugs, and leaving Kurt to stand off to the side forgotten. He rocked on the balls of his feet trying to have patience.

Blaine strained his neck to look back at Kurt. They made eye contact.

"Blaine, glad to see you return to Dalton." The soloist of the previous performance was talking. He had brown hair and a charming smile. "We were hoping you'd come to visit."

A boy with blonde hair piped up next to him, "Yeah, where's Sebastian? He came with you right?"

Kurt's smile fell. He should have known. Sebastian was one of the Warblers and he and Blaine dated for two years. They were probably the It couple of the school. Kurt's shoulders fell. Blaine saw this. His mouth hung open. He pushed past his friends and went to stand next to Kurt. Blaine's hands rested on Kurt's shoulders.

"Um, no. Sebastian isn't here. Guys, this is Kurt. He's my….boyfriend." There was reluctance in Blaine's voice that struck Kurt. It stung.

"Hello." Kurt said trying to put on a happy disposition.

All of the Warblers exchanged glances and a few murmurs. Kurt felt a lump in his throat. They hated him. He just knew it.

The soloist was the firs to come forward, he put on a smile and extended a friendly hand to Kurt. "I'm Nick." he said with another charming smirk. Kurt took his hand and shook it. He turned to the other rest of the Warblers and dismissed them. Some of them left with pouts. Only a few stayed behind, those who were obviously the closest friends to Blaine. It was just Nick and the blonde kid who Kurt learned was called Jeff.

The three of them sat down a small round table, small cups of coffee in hand. Kurt scooted close to Blaine on oneside of the table, Nick and Jeff were on the other. They sat quietly for a minute taking the first couple sips of their coffee.

"So, tell us how is college?" Nick pried.

Blaine cracked a grin, "Well I was in the winter musical, Wicked."

Jeff's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"And you didn't invite us?" Nick scoffed after taking a swig of his coffee. He took it too fast and probably ended up burning some of his tongue.

"We were both in it." Kurt said, entering into the conversation. "I actually convinced Blaine to try out with me."

Nick and Jeff went silent when Kurt spoke. Even their facial expressions fell. Kurt shifted uncomfortably in his seat and took Blaine's hand on the table for support and comfort. Blaine, oddly enough, didn't squeeze his hand back the way he always did. Kurt could tell that Blaine wasn't exactly full for the idea of hand holding. After a minute Kurt gave up and awkwardly placed his hands folded on his lap.

Blaine cleared his throat. "How have the Warbler's been in my absence?"

"Not as lost as you might think." Nick replied, he watched Kurt out of the corner of his eye. "We won sectionals, but regionals is coming up and that's the real challenge. New Directions won, but I doubt they'll be too much of a problem."

Jeff nodded in agreement, "All of their best singers graduated."

Blaine took this opportunity before Kurt could warn him to stay quiet. "Kurt was in the New Direction last year. He went to McKinley." there was pride in Blaine's voice. This didn't exactly turn Kurt's mood around but it did help a little.

"Blaine, I don't think they want to-"

Nick cut him off, a bit of a starry look in his eye. "Wait, you were in New Directions last year when they took nationals?"

"Guilty." Kurt chirped.

Jeff and Nick suddenly lost interest in their coffee. They started to talk about the previous year's nationals. Kurt felt a little self conscious but at least he wasn't receiving half glares, and hushed whispers while he wasn't looking. They finished their coffee and by the end of the visit, Nick and Jeff were much more open toward Kurt. It almost felt fake and brought on by the McKinley High Glee Club's success, but Kurt would take it.

Back in the car Kurt sat in a brooding silence. Blaine swallowed hard and gripped the steering wheel. The car wasn't even turned on yet. "Kurt, I'm sorry for that."

"That was about as much fun as going to the dentist to get a root canal." Kurt groaned. "I could tell they were fond of Sebastian. He must have been a top notch person to all of them."

Kurt didn't bother to hide the bitter envious tone. Blaine let his arms fall to the seat.

"Kurt."

"It's fine. But I don't want you to be embarrassed to be my boyfriend, especially around your friends." Kurt said calmly.

Blaine sat up and put the key in the ignition. "Can we not fight right now?"

"Whose fighting?" Kurt's tone was light as air, "It's alright. I just hope you can be proud of me as I am of you."

Blaine didn't reply and the car was dead silent on their way back to Blaine's.

Kurt never imagined that he would find himself in Blaine's bedroom. Yet here he was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for Blaine to change like he had promised. Kurt was hardly upset about the meeting at Dalton earlier. He was just tired now and wanted nothing more than to go to bed. Well that and see Blaine Anderson in a slick blazer. Priorities.

"Kurt." Blaine called from inside the bathroom. "You're not angry with me are you? I'm sorry for how my friends acted."

Kurt ran his hand over the comforter. "Forget about it. Rachel didn't exactly exhibit the ideal of politeness when we started going out. We'll just call it even and move on."

"Good." Blaine said. The door cracked open. "Cause I'm very proud to be with you."

Kurt didn't hear the second thing after 'Good'. Blaine stood before him in full Dalton uniform. The blazer looked hot on him, no other way of describing it. There was something about the tie, and the navy blue accented with the brilliant red that made Kurt want to tear them off him. Of course he didn't want to damage the blazer since it did look so great on Blaine.

"I-I'm sorry what was that last part?" Kurt stammered. His cheeks were pink again no doubt.

Blaine chuckled and moved to the bed. He climbed on it next to Kurt and leaned in.

"I said I am very proud to be with you." His voice was soft and soothing to Kurt's ears.

He very well could have been dreaming and not know it. Although if this was a dream, Kurt was going to be very upset. Blaine stood up again and did a 360 at a steady pace.

"So what do you think?" Blaine asked.

Kurt pursed his lips and pretended that the question actually needed a lot of thought behind it. "I think that I should have attended Dalton Academy. That blazer would have looked amazing on me."

Blaine jumped onto the bed beside Kurt again, this time he wrapped his arms around him and tackled him to the bed. Kurt tried to protest, but who was he kidding? They rolled around for a few seconds before Kurt was on his back with Blaine was supporting himself hovering over top of him.

"And it looks stunning on you." Kurt breathed, despite the difficulty he had to keep his heart rate from accelerating too much.

"Imagine how it will look off." Blaine said closing the distance between them.

They kissed, and Kurt found himself entwined in Blaine's arms. The rolled and now Blaine was on his back. Blaine was working at trying to strip off Kurt's vest, he still had a dress shirt and an undershirt after that to go. The vest was nearly off, they rolled in the opposite direction, their lips still meeting between quick breaks for air. Kurt was on his back on the bed once more, the soft mattress and blankets almost cradling him. He wanted to reach up to remove the blazer from Blaine but Kurt panicked. He realized what was going to happen and he gently pushed Blaine away and off of him.

Blaine sat there staring at Kurt, confused.

"I'm sorry." Kurt apologized. He swung his feet over the edge of the bed and went to fixing his vest. "I'm…"

"Not ready." Blaine finished. He nodded with a tiny smile to accompany it. Kurt turned and was relieved to see the understanding expression on Blaine's face. Kurt slowly smiled back.

"It's not that I don't want to." He tried to figure out the best way to explain himself.

Blaine held up his hand, "I get it. Don't worry, I'm not hurt."

Kurt felt stupid. He hated everything about the situation in this moment. He wanted to go back to his house but there was no way of leaving unless he asked Blaine to drive him back. That would have been beyond the classification of bitch.

Blaine moved closer to Kurt on the bed and rested his chin on Kurt's shoulder. He kissed his neck.

"I'm not mad, I swear. Please don't be angry with me."

Kurt turned to face Blaine, "I'm not angry with you. I just feel like an idiot."

"Don't. If you're not ready then you're not. I'm not going to be that guy who pushes you."

Kurt was glad for that. He wasn't sure what he was doing, like at all when it came to this…kind of…thing. How could Kurt admit that to Blaine though? He couldn't. At least not now.

Blaine changed out of the uniform and into pajamas. They both cuddled in under Blaine's comforter and turned on "Singin' in the Rain", a new tradition. Kurt rested his head on Blaine's chest and was out before Blaine got the chance to serenade him with "You Were Meant for Me." Despite a few mishaps and embarrassing situations, Kurt marked this as one of his best days with Blaine. He stirred from his sleep once just before the final scene of the movie. Blaine was asleep now too. His arms wrapped around Kurt. Carefully Kurt adjusted his position and buried his face into Blaine's chest, falling back to sleep in minutes.