"Sebastian.." Kurt breathed out heavily as he looked at his brother. He didn't know what to do. There was no way in hell that he was going to be civil with his brother – he rarely was polite to Kurt, so why the hell should Kurt give them to him? Kurt knew that ignoring Sebastian wasn't an option. Sebastian wouldn't leave him the fuck alone and would become even more irritating. And, as much as he wanted to, Kurt didn't run upstairs to tell his parents about the intruder. Because Sebastian would be on him in an instant, and would end up killing them. Kurt wanted to practically scream at his mother for allowing Sebastian inside, but it was something that was going to have to wait until Sebastian got bored and left. If he ever got bored and left.

"Hello, brother," Sebastian said with a smirk, barely even blinking as he looked directly at Kurt.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked, cautiously starting to walk towards his brother.

"Oh, I knew you were here, so I thought I'd just be a loving brother and drop by and see how my darling little brother's doing!" Sebastian walked over to Kurt as he spoke before throwing an arm around Kurt's shoulders, his smirk never faltering.

"I'm serious, Sebastian," Kurt said flatly, pushing Sebastian away from him "What are you doing here? You can't be here."

"And why not?" Sebastian looks at Kurt with a raised eyebrow "Have you actually bothered to smell some of the people that live here? I'm surprised you and the old two upstairs haven't went crazy yet -"

"One, don't talk about my parents like that," Kurt interrupted, snappily "And two, we can actually control our urges. Every single living human smells brilliant to you."

"Okay, they aren't your parents," Sebastian laughed, earning nothing but a venomous glare from Kurt, "And that's only because you guys live off animals and old blood."

"They're more like my parents than my 'real' ones could ever hope to be," Kurt said drily, as he turned away from Sebastian, "And we do occasionally feed off humans -"

"You mean you do,"

"Shut up," Shaking his head, Kurt turned back to look at Sebastian again "And when we do feed from them, we don't kill them. You don't need to kill them to feed. Just compel them into forgetting."

"That's only something you do, Kurt," Sebastian smirked, "You can lie all you like, but I know that you're the only one that feeds from humans. You can't give it up. You'd miss it too much."

"Whether that's true or not," Kurt said testily, "We'd all be able to control ourselves, and be smart enough to compel. Unlike you who just finds someone 'hot' and drain them dry."

"What can I say?" Sebastian shrugged, before his typical teasing and playful smirk turned menacing, "They usually taste and smell positively mouth watering, I just can't help myself. Especially if they're young... And just graduated from a local high school"

Kurt looked at Sebastian with a bewildered expression. What he said was oddly specific, even for him. Then, remembering the conversation with his parents this morning, Kurt's eyes widened, as he met his brother's gaze.

"Sebastian...," Kurt said slowly, shaking his head "You didn't.."

"Didn't what?" Sebastian asked in a falsely innocent voice, "What didn't I do?"

"Those two students that were found dead this morning.. the animal attack.. That was you, wasn't it?"

"I like to think of it as my grand entrance," Sebastian said with a proud smile "I heard the news team and police are completely stumped."

"Have you lost your mind!?" Kurt knew he was shouting now, that his mother was able to hear him and come downstairs to see why the hell Kurt was shouting when he didn't have anyone but family on his phone, and when no one should be downstairs. God.. he must sound crazy right now, but Kurt really didn't care at all just now. Not when Sebastian was here "You can't just go around killing people around here! You'll get us all killed!"

"Oh come on, Kurt," Sebastian chuckled "No one has believed in anything mythological here for about fifty years. They got some witches that supposedly created a spell that would ward off anything at all supernatural: werewolves, ghosts, fairies, and us. But clearly, it didn't actually happen otherwise we wouldn't be here talking . And they all believed that spell actually worked! So we're safe."

Kurt tried not to smirk – only Lima, Ohio would use something supernatural to ward off supernatural beings – but that wasn't important. Sebastian... he didn't get it. He didn't get why he couldn't be here. Kurt by no means wanted anyone from his old life back in it, but he couldn't just let Sebastian wander around killing and hunting left right and centre without knowing who was here. As much as he hated it, Sebastian was family, the only one from his "original" family that ever cared about him. He couldn't live with himself if he'd let anything happen to him.

"That's not what I mean," Kurt said, with a shaky sigh "Sebastian.. It's too dangerous for you to be here. Hell, it's too dangerous for us to be here."

Sebastian let out a cold laugh, and shook his head as he continued to laugh "And what on earth is so 'dangerous' that we can't stay here?"

"Cooper Anderson's here!" Kurt snapped, folding his arms as he resisted the temptation to smirk as Sebastian's face drained of colour and his eyes widened in what Kurt could only assume to be fear, "And yes, it is the Cooper Anderson you're thinking of. The vampire hunter."

"S-so what if he's here?" Sebastian laughed nervously, "I'm far more interested in your new little friend."

Sneering a little, Kurt folded his arms further, before turning away "I don't have friends."

"Then who was that kid in the coffee shop then?" Sebastian's fear and nervousness seemed to have disappeared and was replaced with a smirk. "Now... I wonder why you chose to speak to him of all people in this town."

"You stay the hell away from him, Sebastian!" Kurt snarled, storming over to Sebastian, though regretted it once he remembered their height difference. Sebastian was taller than him by a few inches, so he looked far more intimidating than Kurt did without even trying.

"I thought you didn't have friends," Sebastian drawled "Why are you getting so defensive, Kurtie?"

"Because he's not what you think!" Kurt brought himself up to full height. He was still shorter than his brother, but at least he appeared more threatening.

"Really?" Sebastian quirked his eyebrows at Kurt as he stood up on his tiptoes to gain height, "But he looks so much like him, doesn't he?"

"He isn't Leon," Kurt said flatly.

"I should hope not," Sebastian let out a heavy sigh "Anywhere Leon went, trouble came with him. Especially when we were involved."

"Tell me about it..," Kurt muttered, lowering back down to his normal height, and dropping his gaze.

"So, what makes you say he isn't like our dear Leon then?" Sebastian asks, his arms crossing over.

"Because I just... I just know, Sebastian.." Kurt said, exasperated. "He's not got that look like he's always plotting something, he actually spoke to people rather than just glare and try to intimidate them. And he.. He smells.. completely different than.."

For his own sanity, Kurt cut himself off. Why did he have to speak about Blaine and how he smelt? His chest felt incredibly tight, and his mouth was watering, and oh dear god, Kurt felt his eyes beginning to change into that empty black colour, and his fangs wear threatening to come out.

Sebastian seemed to notice this, unfortunately for Kurt.

"You're imagining what his blood tastes like, aren't you?" Sebastian his said, his voice hoarser than usual. Was he having the same problem Kurt was? A quick glance up told Kurt that yes. He was. Except Sebastian was making no efforts to hide it. His eyes were coal black and his fangs were fully out. He looked as though he would clamp down on the nearest living thing – even if it was nothing but a squirrel – and drain it dry from how hungry he looked "I bet he tastes amazing.. much more mouth-watering...satisfying...delicious... and moreperfect, than anything else out there..." He laughed shortly, "I'm wanting to try...don't you?"

Kurt couldn't take anymore, and snapped.

"Stay the hell away from him!" He said, now full on yelling, before launching himself at Sebastian. Fortunately, he'd caught Sebastian by surprise and was able to through his brother across the room, effectively causing him to crash into, and knock over the cupboard at the other end of the room. "Blaine is not your plaything, Sebastian!"

Growling, Sebastian pushed himself up, and furiously wiped away the blood dribbling from his lip "So, his name's Blaine, then, is it?" He snarled, glaring at Kurt, "Fine.. I'll stay away...for now.."

Kurt was about to reply, but had no idea what to say. Even if he did, Kurt doubted he'd be able to say it after footsteps were heard directly above them, and gradually get closer, before fading away again.

Sebastian looked at the door for a few seconds before walking towards Kurt.

"Have fun with your little friend." He hissed into Kurt's ear, and barging into his shoulder as he stormed past Kurt.

Swallowing back, Kurt turned around to try and come up with some sort of snide remark, but his words were cut short before he'd even managed to say them. There was no sign of Sebastian anywhere. And his brother was hungry when he'd left thanks to the conversation about Blaine.

And Kurt had no way of stopping Sebastian from killing again.