"Where were you yesterday?"

"Um, just around really. I didn't really do much," Blaine shrugged.

"Really?" Kathy's eyes narrowed, "Because you and the Prince weren't seen for most of the day."

"Oh. That's weird, I didn't really see him either now I think about it," Blaine made sure to continue picking strawberries and not look Kathy in the eye. According to Kurt he was a terrible liar.

"Right," Kathy said, unconvinced, "Well I was left to do all of this myself."

"I'm sorry. You know I don't have problem helping you," Blaine stood up and brushed off his hands, "But technically this isn't even my job. The Prince hasn't asked me to help anyone in weeks."

"Why do you help me then?"

"Because we're friends, and I'm happy to help anyone. But I'm not your slave. It seems I do the work and you stand around asking me questions," Blaine commented.

"Blaine?"

Blaine looked up, "Oh. Hello Sir," He smiled, "Is there something I can do for you?"

"Kate finally said yes to letting me buy you some clothes," Kurt informed him, "You know I don't mind you borrowing my stuff, but might be nice to get some clothes that fit you right."

Blaine glanced down at the jeans that were way too long for him and blushed slightly, "That's great. I'm always worried I'm going to ruin your stuff."

"Do you want to finish here first?" Kurt asked, forcing himself not to stare at Blaine's ass as he bent over to pick the sweet red fruit and smiling at Kathy instead who was looking at him suspiciously.

"If that's okay," Blaine nodded.

"Of course," Kurt settled himself down on the grass beside Blaine and picked one of the fat, ripe strawberries and popping it into his mouth, letting out a delighted hum, "Aren't you going to help him Sweetie?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at Kath slightly.

"Of course," Kathy nodded, standing incredibly close to Blaine as they picked the fruit, "Thank-you so much for helping, Blaine."

Kurt's stomach churned at the way she smiled and battered her eyelashes. Of course she wasn't doing anything wrong, she had no idea about his and Blaine's relationship or his sexual orientation. But Blaine was his, and his only. Plus it felt mean to have her chasing after someone she had no chance with.

"Are you guys a couple?" He asked, ignoring the confused look Blaine gave him.

"No, no we're just friends," Blaine replied.

"That's a shame, I think you'd be sweet together," Kurt watched Kathy beam at him.

"I...I think I like guys anyway," Blaine mumbled, seeming to understand what Kurt was trying to do.

"Oh. Well we have that in common," Kurt smiled, watching Kathy frown heavily. He felt a little guilty but it was for the best in the end. Maybe she'd move on to one of the other slaves.

"Okay," Blaine stood up and stretched his back before he brushed off his hands, "You can get the last few right?" he asked Kathy.

"Yeah, sure," She mumbled.

Blaine watched her, chewing on his bottom lip for a second as though he was debating something before he lent down and pressed a swift kiss to Kathy's cheek, "Thanks, you're the best."

Kathy blushed and nodded.

Blaine started walking swiftly towards the castle without so much as a glance in Kurt's direction. Kurt frowned and hurried after him, managing to catch up by the time Blaine had walked in through the double doors.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"You shouldn't have done that," Blaine grumbled.

"Why not? She has a right to know, stringing her along like that is cruel," Kurt pointed out.

"She's my friend and you hurt her. Who said I was stringing her along anyway?"

"What are you talking about?" Kurt frowned.

"Do you really think this is going to last?" Blaine asked, shaking his head, "It's only a matter of time before something happens."

"Blaine...What...? So you're just going to replace me with her?" Kurt asked, freezing where they were walking up the stairs to Kurt's room.

"I'm still exploring my sexuality but no, of course I'm not going to replace you. I just don't want to close any doors," Blaine informed him, walking into Kurt's room.

"You're not going to fight for us at all?" Kurt followed, grabbing his bag.

"Kurt, I don't know if I can. I have no rights, I'm just a slave."

"If you're not even going to try, then maybe you don't love me like you think you do," Kurt told him, chewing on his bottom lip.

"Kurt, don't be...of course I love you. But I'm just a slave, I know you don't feel like that but the rest of the kingdom does. If anyone found out about us then I'd be killed without a chance to defend myself."

"Blaine, I told you. I won't let anyone hurt you."

"I know, but even if you do by some miracle managed to spare my life do you think they're just going to let us be together?"

"I...," Kurt bit his lip, "There has to be..."

"Kurt, I'm sorry. I would never replace you, no one ever could. But I need to think of the future, if I even get one."

"Blaine, I can't lose you." Kurt mumbled insecurely.

Blaine shrugged, "Kurt...I'm, I'm sorry. I don't know what to stay."

"I don't think I'm really in the mood for shopping anymore," Kurt said quietly.

"Okay, what do you want to do instead?"

"No, you can still go with Kate. She was going to come anyway...maybe you could invite Kathy to go along."

"What? Kurt no. I want to go with you," Blaine sighed, "Please don't be upset. I never meant to make you feel like this, I thought you knew that we were..."

Kurt shook his head, "No. No don't be sorry, it's fine. I think I need to be brought down from dream land and back into reality."

"I love you," Blaine mumbled, "I haven't completely given up on us. We can keep trying to think of ways for this to work, but we have to accept that it's not likely."

"I love you too," Kurt replied.

"Kurt? Are you ready yet? I don't have all day," Kate banged harshly on the door.

Blaine jumped and frowned, "Oh God, please don't leave me with her."

Kurt smirked slightly, "Okay, I'll come."

He reached down and squeezed Blaine's hand before he let go and walked towards the door, "Coming!"

OXOXOXO

"Kurt, are you okay? You've been quiet all day."

"Yeah, Kate I'm fine," Kurt nodded.

"Sir, would you like see?" Blaine called from the changing room that Kate and Kurt were stood outside.

"Sure, why not?" Kurt shrugged.

"Um, I actually need a few new things, is it okay if I leave you to sort him out?" Kate asked as Blaine pulled aside the ruby red curtain and stepped out.

"Yeah sure, buy whatever you want. I have some spare cash if you don't have enough," Kurt nodded at her.

"Okay, see you two later. Stay out of trouble."

Kurt and Blaine waited until she was out of ear shot before Blaine reached forward and squeezed Kurt's hand lightly in his own; he pulled away and did a little turn on the spot

"So, what do you think?"

"It's great," Kurt shrugged.

Blaine sighed, "Please be happy again. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault," Kurt shrugged, "And I'm fine. You look great."

"K..."

"Sh, the owner could come in at any minute," Kurt warned him, glancing around the store that was built purposely for members of the palace.

"We might think of a way for it to happen, Sir."

"We can dream," Kurt smiled softly, "Now. Let me take a proper look at this outfit."

OXOXOXO

"How the hell did this happen?" Blaine mumbled, gasping as Kurt's hand slipped under his shirt.

Kurt pressed Blaine harder against the wall of the changing room, growling in his ear, "Not my fault. You look so damn good in these jeans."

"God," Blaine whined, "This is way too risky."

"Sh then," Kurt giggled, his hands sliding away from Blaine's shirt and around to stroke up his back.

"Uh," Blaine's forehead fell heavily against Kurt's shoulder, "We should really stop."

"Do you want me to?" Kurt whispered against Blaine's neck.

Blaine paused, "...No."

"Hm, that's what I thought," Kurt smiled against the warm skin under his lips.

Kurt kissed along Blaine's neck until the Slave raised his head at which he joined their lips together, his hands sliding higher up Blaine's back until they reached their goal and stroked the base of Blaine's wings, feeling him bite back a whine and shudder against him.

Kurt pulled away from Blaine's lips and grinned at him.

"You're trying to kill-ah-me," Blaine mumbled, trying to keep quiet as Kurt's hands climbed higher.

Kurt giggled, "I love you."

"I love you too," Blaine gasped, his eyes falling closed.

Kurt's hands slid down from Blaine's shirt and grabbed his ass, pulling him closer as he joined there lips together again.

"Kurt, are you in there?"

Kurt blushed, moving swiftly away from Blaine and checking his hair in the mirror before pulling open the curtain, "Try the blue one and call me in when you're decent," he called to Blaine as he smiled at Kate.

"What were you doing in there?"

"We don't know which color shirt to get," Kurt shrugged, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to know what you thought of this dress."

"Ooh,Let me see."

Blaine listened to the conversation from the changing room with a fond smile on his face. They way Kurt got to excited about clothes was adorable.

OXOXOXO

"Kurt, are you asleep?"

"No," Kurt looked up from where he was curled up comfortably on Blaine's chest, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just...I've been thinking..."

"Please, nothing more about the cost of those clothes," Kurt groaned, hiding himself in Blaine's shirt.

"No, no that's not what I was thinking about," Blaine chuckled, threading his fingers through Kurt's soft hair.

"Then what?" Kurt asked curiously.

"This morning when I was talking about us and...I've just realized that I sounded like I didn't care that we were...unlikely to work," Blaine sighed.

"It's okay..."

"No, it's not. It's not at all, and...I do care, of course I care. I'm going to be heart broken and devastated if we do have to break our relationship. And you know that I'm willing to do and try everything and anything if it means I can be with you forever. I love you, Kurt. I love you so much," Blaine held Kurt close to his chest and kissed the top of his head.

"I know, I love you too," Kurt smiled and let out a sigh, "You think we can do it?"

"If there's a way, then we'll find it," Blaine said firmly.