He was on his way to the village now, and the sun was warming the cold autumn air. Luckily he had been able to avoid his father since the dinner. Even though nothing really went wrong in the end, his father would probably still find a reason to be mad at him. Blaine was definitely worried but he was hoping he could avoid his father for just a little longer. He tried to at least not worry himself at the moment. Because it was a beautiful Saturday morning and he would have to worry later and enjoy his trip to the market.

Of course he would be walking past the palace, he always did, it had become a habit. He denied his conscience he was just hoping to see Kurt, even though he was so amazing.. Blaine hit his conscience again.

He started to let memories of the dinner play in his head. He had no idea how he got so lucky Kurt didn't hate him! And Kurt even admitted he had the same problem, well it wasn't really a problem around Kurt. And even though his father had been mad and completely unfair, it only turned out for the best. Blaine laughed in himself, he could almost thank his father, almost.

His mood got even better because he could see the palace coming closer, he smiled at the thought that Kurt was probably there.

Kurt was sitting in the palace garden, enjoying the autumn weather. He looked at the trees, who all had different colored leaves, some of them a warm orange or a bright red, and at the brown, folded, leaves spread on the ground around all the trees. He pulled his knees up and wrapped his arms around them when he felt a cold breeze and shivered. There was a little bit sunlight that broke trough the clouds, just enough to actually feel, Kurt closed his eyes and let the sun warm his face a little.

"Hey you".

Kurt's heart fluttered at the familiar voice coming from behind him. He quickly opened his eyes and turned around. Kurt saw a pair of beautiful eyes and a head full of curls looking at him with a huge grin on his face. Kurt smiled "hi". He stood up from the bench and walked towards the gate, Blaine was leaning against it.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked surprised.

Blaine's grin disappeared. "Oh, would you rather want me to go..?" Kurt had to chuckle at Blaine's insecurity.

"Making fun of me now are you?" Blaine raised his eyebrow.

"Maybe.." They both laughed.

"So what are you doing here?". Kurt asked, still curious.

Blaine shrugged. "Well I always walk this way to the market and then I saw you sitting on that bench, so I thought I'd say hi... so hi". He chuckled.

Kurt blushed, he didn't exactly know why, but then again nothing made sense when he was with this boy. "Hi" He smiled and looked at Blaine, it left both boys speechless.

This time Kurt was the one to break the silence. "So.. what are you up to today?" Blaine had to clear his throat before answering, which caused him to blush a little.

"Well I need to deliver some of clothes and go to the market, nothing special".

"Sounds interesting," Kurt said.

Blaine laughed, "it's really not that special".

Suddenly Kurt got an idea, it wasn't exactly a great idea.. but it sure was a fun idea.

"Would you mind if I joined you?" he added the cutest smile Blaine had ever seen and he was sure he felt a little dizzy.

"really?.. You'd like to join me?" Blaine asked, a little startled.

"why else would I ask, silly?" Kurt added the adorable smile again.

Blaine felt his cheeks tint lightly. "Erm- of course not! But isn't that like.. Forbidden?"

Kurt bit his lip, which shouldn't be allowed Blaine thought, but his eyes looked kind of.. Adventurous?

"Yes?, but it's better than sitting around in the palace all day."

"But are you.. you are.. your parents" Blaine looked confused, his parents would never approve of Kurt being around a poor commoner, or a gay boy for that matter.

"They don't have to know" a small smile appeared back onto Kurt's lips.

Blaine really didn't want Kurt to be in trouble, but he did really wanted to spend some more time with him.

"Well, okay, well let's go then" Blaine smiled.

"Yes, let me get my coat. You can wait here by the gate". Blaine blinked and was quite surprised with the sudden turn of what he could only hoped would be a short conversation. He smiled to himself, this sure was gonna be an interesting day.

It had been a month since they first went to the market together. Blaine had led an excited Kurt over the market, showing him all the stalls with different supplies. Kurt had asked questions about practically everything, trying to understand the daily life of an average commoner.

Kurt nearly had a heart attack when he was looking at the stall which had one of the most beautiful looking fabric, when suddenly he felt something warm and wet against his leg and turned around to see a goat nibbling at his pants.

Blaine had laughed at the scene until Kurt shot him a death glare and Blaine quickly led the goat back to its owner while still chuckling. After that he had brought Kurt to one of his favorites stalls, it was a stall that sold both women and men jewelry. Blaine had never actually bought anything of it, because it was far too expensive, but he had always loved looking at the beautiful accessories.

They had spent the rest of the afternoon discussing the subjects such as music, markets, farming and school, which Kurt had to explain to Blaine since Kurt was the only one who had actually been to school, well sort of since he was home schooled.

When they parted Kurt had promised Blaine to go to the market with him every Saturday.

Exactly a month had past and they were still hanging out every Saturday and every time Kurt would sneak out and go to the market with Blaine. Even though Blaine's father was still horrible to him and his mother silent (and of course Celicia annoying) he didn't feel as bad as he used to, in fact sometimes he even felt happy. Of course he knew it was because of Kurt but he didn't really care to admit it to anyone but himself.

They had both been so happy to spend time together that they didn't see the glares they were getting, didn't notice the soft whispering behind their backs and did not expect what was coming for them, at all.

Kurt was laying on his bed, once again reading one of his favorite books but not particularly paying attention to the words in it. He had just come home from the marketplace, which he of course had visited with Blaine. It had been magical like always and Kurt couldn't help but smile when he thought about it.

He was replaying the day in his head, smiling broadly when he thought about the flower Blaine had given him because he said he looked beautiful today. Kurt had blushed fiercely which had caused Blaine to chuckle and he had brushed his thumb across Kurt's cheek which caused him to duck away his head, turning even a darker shade of pink.

Suddenly he was interrupted from his thoughts, it sounded like someone was yelling something, his voice filled with anger. Kurt raised his eyebrows and walked over to the window to find a man standing there, looking furious while raising his clenched fist in the air.

He didn't know who the man was, he had never seen him before, but it was clear that he wasn't there to 'visit' his parents.

Just when Kurt thought it was probably an angry commoner, protesting against the prices or law when suddenly the man turned to Kurts' window, stopping his screaming in the middle of a curse. He looked at Kurt, his eyes filled with so much rage that it send a shiver down Kurts' body.

Kurt noticed that the man wasn't alone, there were three other people standing behind him, looking rather angry as well. The man who had been yelling before turned to them and it seemed like he was talking to them, pointing his finger towards Kurt.

He had no idea why he didn't look away but for some reason he couldn't, he was nailed to the ground, his stomach twisting and his limbs turning cold.

One of the women caught his eye, looking angry but also giving him a look with something that seemed like disgust. But for some reason she looked familiar to Kurt, suddenly he remembered. He had seen her a few times when he and Blaine were walking around. But of course, needless to say, he had been paying attention to Blaine who somehow managed it to look cute doing almost everything.

Kurt knew he liked Blaine, but he wasn't sure if he was able to admit it. But he liked spending time with Blaine, and Blaine seemed to like spending time with him so there was really no need to rush anything, or so he thought.

Kurt was still looking at them, when suddenly the guards came over to them and ordered them to leave. He had know idea how long he had been standing there when his legs gave up on him, he slid down against the wall still not really being able to move.

He knew why they had been there, he knew why they were yelling and looking up in disgust as they saw Kurt.

They had seen Blaine and him and thought they were committing a crime as well as a sin.

Even though it wasn't entirely true, since they were only friends, they might have been flirting a little more than they both had noticed.

Kurt dropped his head in his hands, he had no idea what to do. Suddenly he hoped that those people didn't know where Blaine lived.

Blaine was on his way home from the market, still smiling about his day with Kurt. He loved the way Kurt reacted to all the things on the market, he had never seen anyone so interested in such small things.

He opened the door, swinging it open a bit to fast which caused him to stumble. He put the supplies on the table and started unpacking things. He was humming to himself when his father came in looking annoyed upon seeing his son.

"What are you so happy about?" he grumbled, kicking his muddy shoes of. Blaine stopped humming, but knew better than to answer that. The air automatically turned awkward as his father sat down at the table. As if on key his mother came walking downstairs.

"Honey, how was work today?" she smiled at her husband, trying to act like she didn't notice the tense air.

"It was great, although Mr. Shien had to fire a few people. But of course I wasn't one of those men." He smiled proudly.

Blaine, who was still busy putting away all the supplies, mentally rolled his eyes at his father, who was once again bragging about his work.

His mother kissed his cheek as if to congratulate him.

But then something happened, something neither of the Andersons, well maybe Mr. Anderson a little bit, expected.

There was a loud bang on the door, which opened at the weight slamming against it. The door opened to reveal an angry, or rather furious Mrs. Henry, eyes filled with disgust and rage and a somewhat confused but also shocked looking Mr. Henry.

"Edith, what are you doing here?" Mrs. Anderson said, her voice barely there, knowing she wasn't there to pick up her dress.

Mrs Henry, or Edith, looked at Mrs. Anderson but then directly turned her eyes towards Blaine.

Blaine, who had stopped putting away the supplies, felt his inside turn cold at only her eyes, she was looking at him which so much rage. He looked at her with wide eyes, wanting to look away but not being able to.

"You!" She angrily pointed her finger at Blaine, who was still looking at her with wide eyes, nailed to the ground.

Her husband was still standing behind her, not sure whether to calm down, or support his wife.

No one was entirely sure when it had happened, but suddenly Mrs. Henry was standing right in front of Blaine. She made sure not to touch him and she was clutching the pendant of her necklace one hand.

She turned away from Blaine, still looking a bit apprehensive, and turned towards his father.

"What have you raised?" her voice was more of a whisper than a scream, but somehow that made it even more threatening.

Mr. Anderson looked white with anger, his wife standing next to him looking as if she didn't know whether to cry or say something in return.