Chapter I

A hard kick in his ankle, with an extremely hard Doc Marten boot, made Blaine Anderson turn his head from winking a hot cheerleader, who was absolutely mouthing to him a 'call me', to a red and angry faced Kurt Hummel. The taller guy was totally killing him with his eyes while his made-for-piano hands were tight fisted in his bag's strap.

"What now, Hummel?" he faked a tired sigh. He totally knew why Kurt was angry this time. After all, getting Kurt's doll-face blush with anger was his new hobby.

"What now, Hummel?" Kurt mimicked with a silly tone "Damn, Anderson! You know what happened. Mrs. Peterson gave me a half hour lecture about how irresponsible I am for playingnaughtyand teaching you non-existent numbers. She saidnaughty, Blaine. It made me feel like a bad porn star." It was evident in Kurt's face how grossed out he was. "And how did you make her believe that I taught you that... number"

"Oh! I watched ICarly with my little- pain in the ass- brother and the idea came to my mind. Actually, it was so easy. I made her believe that I was really conflicted by not fully understanding what you teach me 'cause you're such a good tutor'"He made his innocent-boy voice. "And then she told me to show her what we were learning and I showed her fake equations. Yeah, I'm a genius. I know. You don't have to clap." Blaine vowed.

"You are an asshole, Blaine Anderson. That's what you are, and that's what you're going to be the rest of your life. An asshole with air-filled-brain that won't even finish high school 'cause he thinks that fucking equally-stupid-girls is more important than graduating and leaving this cow town" the chestnut haired guy seemed about ready to rip out his hair or faint. His cheeks and neck flushed, a vein marked in his temple; and madly gesturing with his hands.

Girls? Did Hummel really believe that he was into girls? That was epic. Was he that blind not to notice how Blaine eye-fucked him when he was trying to explain some stupid Math equation? Or how he licked his lips when Kurt chewed on his own lower lip? In fact, was he that blind not to realize that Blaine was a straight A student in all the subjects except in Math? In which, oh-what-a-coincidence, Kurt was the designated tutor.

He loved spending long hours after school in Kurt's company. The first week they started with the tutoring lessons they met at the school's library. But the next Tuesday, a less-confident-than-usual Kurt informed him that they'd continue the study meetings at his house and then he walked out without waiting for an answer. That was that. He didn't tell him why or if something happened. But even if he didn't say anything, Blaine did notice the purple bruise behind the make-up on Kurt's soft cheek. And if he freed the laboratory rats on the football team lockers, making them all scream like little girls, it was just a coincidence.

After that Tuesday, they'd met at the school parking lot, where Blaine would leave his car, and Kurt would've drive them to his house. After a few hours of studying, he'd take Blaine back to his car. He know that Kurt was trying to avoid Blaine storming out of his house by making sort of impossible to him to leave without Kurt driving him back.

His favorite days were the -almost non-existent- ones in which Kurt's father would call saying he wouldn't make it for dinner and Kurt would realize how late it is and cook for Blaine, before taking him back to his car. Maybe it was because Kurt looked so relaxed while he was cooking and humming to himself and he didn't realize that Blaine was swallowing him with his eyes.

They didn't talk much about themselves. Mostly because Blaine was such an arrogant prick almost all the time so Kurt didn't like him that much. But he didn't regret it, he loved making Kurt angry. The taller guy was so damn uptight that watching him losing his ice-queen façade and showing that fire Blaine knew he had inside of him, was the most amazing thing he had seen. But even if Kurt didn't tell him about his life, the tanned bad boy liked picking little facts about him from his house and what he heard in school. He knew that Kurt lived with his father, Burt, and that his mom died. Kurt had his room filled with photos with his family and friends, but just one of him and his mom when he was a little blue-eyed boy with the front tooth missing. He also knew that Kurt was a sophomore with perfect grades, that he was a Glee club, and that he was very strict about his skin health as well as his hair and body. Blaine would say that his favorite fact about Kurt Hummel was that he was gay. And his least favorite one? that he was severely bullied because of his sexual orientation.

" Did you listen anything that I said?"

He looked right at Kurt to find that his cheeks weren't flushed anymore and that he seemed calmer than before. Maybe he just needed to let out his rage.

"I did. But you seem to don't know me at all, Hummel. I was just trying to have a little fun." He leaned on the wall with his arms crossed and one foot pressed against it, in what looked like a total badass pose.

"You were having fun by leaving me looking as a jerk. You know what? I don't even care. You have a test next week. And – although I know you're going to fail, 'cause you don't even listen to what I say – I'm going to help you,again."

He didn't like that Kurt thought he was a total loser, but maybe he could take a little advantage of it. After all, if there was something Kurt Hummel couldn't resist, that was a bet.

"I'm sure I could get an A without your help, Hummel."

Kurt snorted as he rolled his eyes. "You couldn't get an A in Math even if you did it with your book open, Anderson."

"That's what you think?" The taller guy nodded enthusiastically. "So, why don't we make it a little more interesting?"

Maybe it was the predatory look Blaine was giving him that made Kurt take a step back when the curly haired guy took one forward or maybe it was the stench of cigarette.

"What do you meaninteresting?"

"I mean we can make a little bet. If I don't get an A at next week's exam I'll do whatever you want, even if it's leaving you alone for the rest of your life. But, if I get an A," Blaine ignored Kurt's whisper of'And you won't' "You'll be my slave for a whole week."