Chapter 7: First Moves

"There has to be a simpler way to do this," Nick tossed his green pencil onto the round study table. "I don't mind studying and don't mind doing the work. I just wish the teachers would give us some guidance."

Kurt sadly nodded at his cousin's tantrum. Growing up Kurt and Nick Duval shared little time together. They grew up in different states and developed different interests. Kurt preferred dance and music. Nick liked books and tennis. By no means did Kurt and Nick ever argue or fight, not that either boy had an ounce of aggressiveness in their bones. Starting last year their relationship shifted from distant cousins to close friends. It all began when Nick came out of the closet. His father was not accepting and tried to force girls on his son. Mr. Duval even went so far as to higher an underage prostitute on behalf of his son. How Mr. Duval had access to a seventeen year old prostitute was a question never answered. Mrs. Duval, Kurt father's sister, was a warm hearted and sweet woman. She demanded a divorce and welcomed her son's sexuality. Sadly however it was not enough. Nick was an emotional disaster. He sought Kurt and a few other gay friends for comfort. Last spring Mrs. Duval called her brother Burt, and casually mentioned a generous academic based scholarship at Dalton. The news was passed onto Kurt.

When Kurt first applied for the scholarship he did not plan on being selective. The day he receive a phone call from the admissions committee of Dalton he was both excited and disappointed. He was excited because he beat numerous other boys for this coveted acceptance; and he was disappointed because he liked his simple life in Connecticut and did not want to leave it. The option to stay in Connecticut was always a possibility, and the option Burt silently hoped for. In the end father and son agreed family and friends always came first, and Nick needed both. As a result Kurt moved to Ohio.

"It is only the first day. Other than syllabuses and expectations, what did your teachers do to you?" Kurt glanced over his shoulders to make sure Nick's voice did not disrupt the quiet atmosphere in the library. Luckily the library was empty.

"Just wait until you're a senior. Junior year is easy. The teachers actually test you over what they teach and the homework is useful. Then without warning you're drop into senior year and the teachers basically say 'you're on your own. Here is internet-have at it.'" Nick picked up his pencil and nervously tapped on the end for more lead. "I was told this year would be tough, but I didn't think it would be this demanding."

"I'm sorry," Kurt replied while absently mindedly scrolled through his computer. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Nick shrugged and closed his notebook for a much needed break. "What are you doing over there?" Nick asked when he finally had the attention to notice the laptop in front of Kurt and a confused expression on his cousin's face. "You shouldn't have any assignments for the first day."

"I'm just checking my email. I got a strange message." Kurt frowned as he reread the text on his screen.

"Who sent it? Is it a universal message, maybe I got one too?" Nick woke up his personal computer and typed in his password. "Just know Dalton is constantly sending emails about various functions, meetings, fundraisers and reminders for all of them over and over again."

Before Kurt had the chance to reply a loud and hyper voice snuck up behind him.

"What is happening? Is there an exam tomorrow I don't know about?" A blond hair boy teased. Kurt recognized the boy's face, but not his name.

Kurt retained his smile and laugh as he watched his cousins face turn from tired and stress to flushed and shy. "Oh, hi Jeff, no we're just studying. What are you doing here?"

Jeff pulled out the chair next to Kurt and sat down. "So there I was," Jeff held his palms vertical and outward to emphasize the magnitude of his story. "So there I was rearranging Wes's 'don't touch my music notes', you know, minding my own business, the usual," Jeff casual shrugged. "It was then when I noticed a stray cat walking passed the music room." Kurt and Nick raised their eyebrows in suspicion. "I was curious too," Jeff shook his head with wide and innocent eyes. "So I followed the little critter, and you can imagine mysurprisewhen the cat decided to walk into the home studies room?" Jeff's audience laughed when Jeff placed his right hand over his heart that cried 'surprised.' "In hindsight I realize I probably should have reported the wildlife, but I figured I better leave before anyone thoughtIdid it."

"So what happened?" Kurt laughed.

"Well," Jeff shifted his body and sat on his bent leg. "I'm not sure what the cat did, but I will bepretty surprisedif class isn't canceled tomorrow due to contamination issues." The cracks in Jeff's serious expression were starting to crumble. "They were going to teach us how to make croissants. What a shame," Jeff deflated his shoulders and smirked.

"Hey," Kurt accidently shouted. "I was looking forward to that." Kurt turned a shade of red when he realized just how loud his outburst was.

"What are you saying?" Jeff tried to stay serious and put his right hand over his heart. "I'm heartbroken too by this ordeal, but we cannot lash out on one another. I'm worried all this croissant talk is going to give me midnight cravings and I won't be able to make the tasty treat."

Nick hopelessly smiled at his friend and secret love. Well, in truth, it was only a secret to Jeff. "Do you want to know what I think?"

"Fact, mermaids are real." Jeff did not skip a beat.

"Uh, no," Nick wrinkled his nose.

"I wish I was a koala bear." Jeff immediately quipped.

Nick shook his head. "What do you think about?"

"Mermaids are real and I wish I was a koala bear. And to think I thought we were best friends with the same mind." Jeff disappointedly sighed, "I'm sad. I could really use a croissant right now. I guess can't win." An irritated "shh" sound snapped behind Kurt a Jeff. The two boys spun in their seats and Nick looked up to find a grumpy looking Wes.

"Hi, Nick, Kurt," Kurt smiled back a hello and motioned for Wes to set down. Kurt had met Wes earlier that day when he mentioned his interest to join the school music club. "Jeff," Wes greeted less friendly and sat in the seat next to Nick. "Jeff, what are you doing in the library? Last time I checked you thought libraries were a myth and you did not believe that they were real places."

"I didn't," Jeff quickly defended, "I was just strolling the halls of Dalton, got distracted by a pretty girl and ended up here."

"There aren't any girls here," Nick grumbled jealously.

"And can you imagine just howsurpriseI was when I realizedthat." Jeff replied in an even and thoughtful tone.

"Oh, so this," Wes waved his right hand in a circle in front of Jeff, "has nothing to do with a cat vandalizing the home studies room or my missed placed music notes."

"Oh course not! There was acat in the building?" Jeff cried, "I've been with Nick and Kurt the entire time. Ask them," Kurt and Nick looked away from their friends.

"No, I don't want Nick or Kurt to catch a case of your chronic lying." Wes pulled out his laptop and opened his botany textbook.

Jeff said a few more rambles then became quiet. Wes' authority figure encouraged Nick and Kurt to resume studying. The silence lasted until Jeff became bored, which was about thirty seconds.

"What is everyone doing? I'm bored." Jeff leaned over Kurt and looked into Kurt's computer screen and smirked. "Oh, Sebastian is inviting you to his dorm opening-first bed warming party of the year. That sounds fun. I forget who got invited last year, but I remember hearing that Sebastian delivered well."

"Kurt isn't going to that." Nick protectively protested. "I really don't like that you and Sebastian are roommates. He is weird and I think he has a fungus problem or something." All three boys stared at Nick. "All I know he got his own room last year and it had something to do with fungus." Nick whipped his hands clean of the little gossip he had.

"I don't get it, why would he have a dorm party and not tell me in advance. I still haven't finished decorating."

Nick bit his lips at his cousin's innocence. Jeff and Wes stayed quiet. "Sebastian...is a little...insensitive and he has yet to learn what boundaries are. I think it would be for the best if you stayed away from him for a while."

"We live together. I can't really stay away from him." Kurt closed off his email invite. "When I meet him earlier he seemed like an odd character, I only wish he would tone down his eccentrics until I get used to them. It's hard to believe that he and Blaine are friends."

"Sebastian isn't able to tone down. He only comes in one form: spoiled, perverse and greedy." Nick growled, "And Blaine isn't any better."

"Last spring you used to talk about how you were friends with a Blaine and Sebastian. Is this a different Blaine and Sebastian?" Kurt replied confusedly.

Nick rested his elbows on the table and stared at his book. He was not ready to tell Kurt what Blaine convinced him to do with Sebastian over summer break. It was embarrassing and a waste of something that should have been special. He could not allow Kurt to fall for what he did. "They think I'm friends with them, maybe I am. It's just Blaine and Sebastian can easily go from being super nice to sly jerks. Everything is a game to them and I don't want you to become a toy or a prize." The trapped tear in Nick's eyes did not go unnoticed by Kurt.

"Nick," Kurt lowered his voice. "What's wrong? Did I say something?" Nick shook his head in disagreement and offered a small smile. "I not playing any games and with the little time I shared with Blaine and Sebastian, I can confidently say that they don't want to want to risk what they have."

Jeff crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. He loved good gossip. "What do they have, well besides too much money and crazy parents?"

Kurt turned silently pale. "Oh, hmm, maybe it's a secret. I shouldn't tell you."

The hyper blond next to Kurt bounced in his seat with wide eyes, "Now you have to tell us what you know. Dalton doesn't get enough drama and normally when it does I'm not on the right side of the gossip."

"Jeff, you spread your own gossip and we all know you haven't done half the things you've said you have done." Wes ignored his friend's eyes in favor for his textbook. "If Kurt has gossip and he doesn't want to share, then let's just drop it."

"But it involves Blaine and Sebastian, they are single handedly the most interesting people in this entire school. I want to know how the other side lives." Jeff whined.

Fifteen minutes later of Jeff consistently nagging Kurt finally creaked. "Fine, but this cannot leave this group." Kurt did not say anything until he received a head nod from his audience. "I think Sebastian and Blaine are exclusive." Kurt whispered the last word.

Nick and Wes stopped what they were doing and Jeff was no longer bouncing. "Exclusive? Anderson and Smyth dating... oh...Anderson AND Smyth... I see the confusion."

"What confusion?"

"Nothing," Jeff quickly added.

"Anyway," Kurt's cheeks felt like they were on fire. "They didn't tell me they were dating, but Sebastian..." Kurt stopped himself. He did not want to tell his friends that Sebastian slept in Blaine's dorm the previous night. "I just have reason to believe that they are dating."

"Those two dating, that would be weird and disturbing." Wes grumbled.

Nick bit his lips and carefully watched his friends and cousin. "I honestly wouldn't be surprised if those two were dating."

Sensing his friend's intentions Jeff smiled and joined in. Besides it was high time Sebastian and Blaine had a good challenge. "It's about time those two started dating. They have been flirting back and forth for longer than I can remember. I only hope they don't accidently break the others heart."

Wes raised his eyebrows and Nick kept a straight face. "How would they hurt each other?" Kurt asked.

"Well," Jeff took a deep breath and tried to figure out what he was going to say next. "Sebastian and Blaine like to flirt around and like Nick said earlier-they don't know boundaries. If they did then maybe they would have starting dating sooner. I really hope both boys dropped the habit for the sake of the other."

"I agree." Nick said, surprising himself and Jeff. "Kurt, I don't want Blaine or Sebastian to mislead you."

"This cannot leave our group." Kurt warned. It was a strange feeling, being on the donating end of gossip and he did not like it at all. "I'm not going to act differently to Sebastian or Blaine. I know their together. I'm not that kind of person..." Kurt began to say.

Wes interrupted, "We're not saying you would do anything..."

Kurt did not notice Wes' interference. "I'm not going to do anything. They seem like nice people and I'm going to be nice in return. No one is playing a game here."

...

Kurt did not mean to snap at his cousin or friends and he quickly apologized afterwards. His apology was denied, because according to Nick, Jeff and Wes, he did nothing to merit an apology. In good terms Kurt left the group for the evening.

Kurt was a romantic. He wanted love and sweet words, and it upset him that his friends thought his willpower could be overpowered by a handsome face and suggestive acts. Kurt was not ashamed to call himself a virgin. In fact he was proud of himself for still having his virginity. Firstly because he had never been in love and secondly seventeen year olds was too young to lose something so precious. Straightening his backpack strap Kurt left the library with several questions in his mind. Did people think he would sleep around or fool around with a taken person? The answer was a simple 'no.'

Kurt did not realize how late it was until his stomach rumbled for dinner and he became slightly dizzy. Sadly the clock read seven-thirty and the only food in the cafeteria fruit and crackers. Kurt nibbled on a red apple and a few crackers until he was no longer hungry and the dizziness passed. After which he began walking towards his dorm. A part of him wished Sebastian would be at Blaine's. The feeling of guilty was heavy in Kurt's mind. He did not like gossiping about people and that fact that he started it only made it worse. At the same time Kurt hoped Sebastian would be there. He wanted to give Sebastian a chance to become his friend.

A tiny tower of suspense loomed over Kurt as he unlocked the door. The suspense was quickly answered.

"Hey roomie," Sebastian spun around in his desk chair. He was not wearing a shirt. "You never responded to my invite. I think we should have our one-on-one party this weekend."

Kurt never seen a half dress man before and he could not his stop eyes from involuntarily traveled up and down Sebastian toned abs. "Sebastian, do you think you could put on a shirt?"

Sebastian smiled at Kurt's nervous voice. "I'm wearing pants, everything is covered."

"O-o-okay," Kurt avoided Sebastian like the plague and advanced to his side of the room. "Oh, hmm, I don't really like parties. Do you think you could have it somewhere else? Or I could just stay with Nick that night." Kurt fumbled with his wardrobe door for his grey toiletry tote. "Maybe Blaine could host the party." Kurt nearly dropped his towel and bag when he turned around and saw that Sebastian standing naked with only a black towel wrapped around his waist.

"Funny, I was getting ready to shower to." Sebastian innocently replied and reached for his toiletry bag.

Kurt forgot to breathe for a second. This was closest he has ever been to another naked person, and said person was undeniably good looking. "I, hmm, oh, uh," Kurt rambled, "you, can hmm, go first." Kurt set his bag and towel on his bed. When did Sebastian take off the rest of his cloths? How did Kurt not hear him? How long was it between when he took his pants off and wrapped the towel around him? Kurt turned back to his closet and pretended to be doing something important.

"It may be a community bathroom, but each shower has its own stall. We can both go." Kurt could not see Sebastian's wide smile. "You don't have anything to be nervous about. It is safe and private." Kurt slightly peaked over his shoulder. "If you wait for the bathroom to empty out, then your hygiene will seriously be sacrificed this year."

"It's weird and inappropriate." Kurt tried to keep his voice steady.

"Oh, I wasn't planning on sharing a shower stall, but you are more than welcome to join me." Kurt turned around bright red. "And I don't think it would be weird or inappropriate at all. It sounds pretty hot if you want my opinion."

Blood rushed to Kurt's ears and cheeks. "No, that's not what I meant."

Sebastian raised one of his eyebrows and winked, "Gotcha. Do you want to go in their first and I'll come in a few minutes later or the other way around. Although we should probably hurry if we want to do this, at lot of people on our floor are in cross country. Most of them like to shower after practice and they will probably be flooding into the showers and hallways in half an hour or so."

"How many people?" Kurt demanded. He was tired and was hoping to go to sleep early. He did not want to wait for everyone on the cross country team to shower and settle down.

"Oh," Sebastian flexed his arms, "I would say twenty people. Some of them may stay out longer than others. I imagine everyone won't be showered and cleaned up for another four hours, possibly more."

"Fine," Kurt grumbled and Sebastian looked stunned, "but let me make this clear. We each get our own shower. I don't look at you and you don't look at me." Kurt wanted to say something about Blaine's feelings. However he did not want to unset Sebastian by outing his 'secret relationship with Blaine'.

Sebastian laughed and Kurt retrieved his robe, towel and tote. "You've been staring at me this entire time. Don't I get a peek of something?"

Kurt turned a new shade of red and stomped out of the room. Sebastian followed.

Much to Kurt's gratitude neither he nor Sebastian walked passed anyone in the hallway and the bathroom was empty. Kurt took his time putting toothpaste on his toothbrush, deeply hoping that Sebastian would ignore him and do this own thing. Of course Sebastian took out his own toothbrush and mimicked Kurt's actions. Once his teeth were clean Kurt grabbed his dental floss and mouth wash

"You have good oral hygiene. I like that in a guy."

Kurt did not comment and changed the subject. "How long have you known Blaine?"

Sebastian grunted and reached for his cream and shaving razor. "I have always known him. We may have different fathers, but we did grow up together."

"That is really sweet." Kurt smiled, not catching the hint that they were half-brothers. He was a romantic and childhood sweethearts were his favorite kind of love story. "Is he okay, he seemed a little down this afternoon?"

"What is with all the Blaine questions?"Sebastian wanted to ask. "He was fine the last time I checked. Let's not talk about Blaine right now."

"Okay, just know that if ever want to talk about your feels for him. I'm here."

Sebastian stopped shaving and gave Kurt a confused look, "Alright. We've done everything we can do over here. Let's get naked."

"Sebastian!" Kurt dropped his bag to the floor. "What did you say?"

The tall brown hair boy offered his winning smile and slowly back away. "I'm going to shower now and I prefer to do it naked. Sebastian tugged on his towel and Kurt quickly turned around to avoid seeing anything. "So Kurt," Sebastian shouted. Kurt listened to the stall door open and close and the water turn on, "how was your first full day at Dalton?" Kurt hesitantly turned around. Sure enough Sebastian's black towel was hanging on the shower door. "I can remember my first time." Kurt stopped breathing.

"What did he just say?"

"I was so nervous. Everything sobigandscaryand I did not think I wouldfitin." Kurt could not move. His feet were practically nailed to the bathroom floor. Sebastian was naked and showering less than eight feet from him, mind you there was a door in between. On top of that Kurt was not sure what Sebastian was talking about. "It I didfitin and I have had a lot ofpleasurable experiences since then.Are you still with me, Kurt? You're being pretty quiet. Do you need ahand turning your water on? The faucet can be tricky at first."

Kurt felt like he was going to chock on his tongue. "No, I forgot something in the room. I'll clean up later."

Kurt did not get very far. "Hey Kurt, I accidently left my body soap next to the sink. Could you get it for me?"

"He is joking, right?"Kurt looked back toward the sink Sebastian used a little white ago. A black bottle of soap was setting on the edge. Afraid that Sebastian would come out and get it himself Kurt walked towards the sink and retrieved the bottle.

Sebastian listened to Kurt's sandals click against the floor to the sink and back towards him. Before Kurt had the chance to say anything Sebastian opened the door an inch. "Thanks gorgeous," Sebastian's reached his hand out of the door and grabbed the bottle from Kurt. Two green eyes peeked through the opening. Sebastian's hair was dripping wet and the stall was filled with steam. "I'm going to need this." Sebastian winked one more time and Kurt tumbled his way out of the bathroom.

Kurt ended up showering at eleven and there was an out of tune cross country runner singing in the background. When he returned to the room Sebastian was wearing glasses and reading on his bed.

"Is it time for bed now?" The tall boy teased. Kurt did not say anything and Sebastian pulled out his cell phone.

"Checkmate, I got his."Sebastian text messaged Blaine.

A few minutes later his phone buzzed."Is he so lame in bed that your texting me while fucking him? I'm disappointed. I was looking forward to that porcelain ass."

Sebastian smirked."Give me another week and I will be fucking him. Anyone with eyes can tell he is going to be wild in bed."

"Well, it's a good thing I have something special planned for tomorrow. You may be fucking him in a week, but he'll be riding me in seventy-two hours. I take that back, you won't be fucking anything in a week. Do remember our wager?"

"Of course I do and only time will tell."Sebastian turned off his cell phone.

"Sweet dreams, Kurt."

...

The following afternoon Kurt did not intended to spend his afternoon in the library. However there was nothing else to do. Nick and Sebastian were busy with chest club. Jeff was performing his latest mission to sneak into all the girls' boarding school across town. Jeff's last four attempts were failures, but he was pretty sure this time his mission would be successful. Wes was categorizing the music notes Jeff shuffled the previous day. Kurt volunteer to help Wes, but was denied.

Instead Kurt found himself seating on a chair in front of the tall glass windows on the third floor of the library. The large windows provided a beautiful vantage point of the back gardens of the academy. Kurt decided that this was his new favorite part of the school.

"Hi Kurt."

Kurt looked away from the window and to the voice next to him. It was the shy and awkward boy from the restroom. "Hi Blaine, how are you." Guilt nagged within Kurt. Sebastian behaviors replayed in his mind. He did not encourage Sebastian and he repeatedly ignored and pushed Sebastian away, but maybe he could have tried harder to discourage his roommate.

"I'm really good. I see that you discovered the second to most the beautiful place on campus."

"It is really gorgeous up here. Where is the most beautiful place?"

Blaine casually shrugged. "Maybe if you're lucky I'll show you. Anyway, the reason why I'm here is because I wanted to apologize for my behavior yesterday."

Kurt glanced around in the secluded area. What was the odds that Blaine found him by accident? "Did you follow me up here?" Kurt teased

"No, I asked around."Blaine could have said, instead he replied, "Of course not, no, I just love to come up and think. It is just so beautiful. Wouldn't you agree?" Kurt nodded in agreement. The gardens had every imaginable color and the tall trees and statues made it all the grandeur. "Since I started Dalton I would spend my spare moments up here. It calms me down and teaches me how to breathe when I was stressed." Blaine smiled when Kurt smiled. Nothing he was saying was true. "Have you actually had the chance to walk the grounds and smell the flowers?"

Kurt nodded, "Nick was waiting to show me around."

Blaine did not seem to care. "Nick's heart is in the right place, but he does not appreciate it like I do or how you will. Come with me. I'll show you." Blaine reached for Kurt's hand and pulled the boy out of his chair. Blaine's hands were too soft, warm and perfect for Kurt's liking. The two lightly jogged down the spiral stairs and Blaine did not remove his grip from Kurt until they reach two large stain glass doors - doors which Blaine open like a gentlemen. The music of mockingbirds and water falling greeted Kurt's ears. Colors seemed richer and the breeze was gentle.

"Blaine, it is beautiful." Kurt breathed

"Come on," Blaine reached for Kurt's hand. "I show you around." For that moment Kurt forgot that Blaine was taken - or so he thought. "You see this girl." Blaine paused next to a marble statue of a pretty girl in her early twenties. "Her name is," The dark hair boy glanced at the stone tablet on the grass. "Her name is Juliet Dalton and she was the daughter of the first headmaster, Francis Dalton." That part of the story was true, from there Blaine practice his storytelling skills. "Juliet begged her father to let her design a garden for Dalton. Her father did not know that Juliet's main goal was to capture the attention of Peter, one of her father's students. Every weekend Juliet would dress up and work in the gardens. Of course her dresses would get dirty, but Juliet ensured she always looked pretty - just in case Peter noticed her. Then one day Peter was drafted into the First World War. Juliet never had the chance to confess her love and he died in 1915 in battle."

"That is awful." Kurt cried wide eyes.

Blaine nodded in agreement."This is like hunting a sleeping fawn."Blaine still needed to figure out how to end his story. "It was really awful. They say that Juliet was inconsolable and when she learned of Peter's fate she destroyed the gardens. She uprooted the flowers and knocked over the green house. After her time of mourning and for the next few years Juliet returned to the garden and fixed it. By this point Juliet's father realized the heartbreak his daughter was going through. Juliet later died by the 1918 influenza epidemic." Kurt stared heartbroken at the statue of the girl. "Her father made this statue in her memory. It was his hope that this garden would become a place where first love could grow and live. He did not want anyone else to stuffer or miss out on what his daughter did." Impressed with his own story, Blaine tugged on Kurt's arm.

The two walked quietly until they stopped next to a tall red rose bush. "This was the first plant Juliet grew and the only flowers she did not destroy in her period of grief."

"Why?" Kurt asked, his inner romantic was believing everything that he was being told.

"Do you see that bench right there?" Blaine pointed with his free hand to a white bench under a weeping willow. Kurt nodded. "I cannot prove it, but I was once told that that was the bench Peter used to read and study on. Whenever Juliet noticed Peter reading she would walk right where we are standing and trim these red roses. You could say these roses symbolize their 'what could have been' a great love story."

"These are beautiful roses." Kurt smiled and leaned over and brought his nose into smell one of the flowers. What Kurt did not know was that when he was enjoying the flowers, Blaine was enjoying the bent view of his backside.

Blaine's view did not last long and Kurt straightened his posture again. "Let's take a break." The duo walked over to 'Peter's bench.' In truth the bench could have been manufacture a week ago and someone was caught making out of it yesterday. Blaine did not know or care.

"I can see why Peter liked this bench. It is very comfortable and he would have gotten a good view of Juliet from here." Kurt smile and he did not say anything when Blaine brought their shared hands onto his lap.

"Kurt, I didn't get to the chance to thank you yesterday. I was nervous about the concert the Warblers were hosting and you were so pretty. I was caught off guard." Blaine forced himself to blush and he offered Kurt his most innocent and love sick eyes.

"You don't have to thank me for anything Blaine. I will always help a friend or someone in need."

"That's not always true?" Blaine teased and brushed his thumb over Kurt's fingers. "From what I heard you denied helping Jeff with his Crawford County Mission-5 Invasion."

Kurt laughed and restated. "Okay, I will always help a friend if it doesn't involve breaking any rules or laws."

"Don't worry. I always play fair and I don't need to cheat to win." Blaine allowed his charming nature to take over.

"Thank you for this tour. I'm verily confident that Nick would not have told me that story." Kurt's eyes appeared extra blue and innocent.

"This is too easy."Blaine smiled, "you are most certainty welcome. I think Headmaster Francis Dalton would be pleased." Blaine could not stop himself from saying. "We can now say we had our first date in Juliet's garden." Afraid to kiss Kurt on the lips, Blaine raised their conjoined hands and kissed Kurt's fingers.

Kurt's mind ran blank when Blaine said 'date' and in a fluid motion harsh banter filled Kurt's mind as Blaine kissed his hand. "Uh, B-B-Blaine," Kurt pulled his hand away and tried to whip Blaine's kiss away on his pant legs. "I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression."

"What is happening? He is supposed to reach out and kiss me on the lips and then I would lay him on his back and..."

Kurt cleared his throat, "I hope it isn't weird for you that I'm sharing a dorm with Sebastian. You two look like good friends and I don't want to intrude on anything special you may have."

Blaine's charm temporarily slipped. "How would you be invading? You're just roommates, right?"What the hell just happened? Things are getting interesting and he starts to think about Sebastian. Did one give the other a blow job this morning?"

"Oh, no, were just roommates. I just wanted to tell you that I don't like Sebastian that way and you have nothing to be worry about." Kurt reframed himself from wishing them a successful relationship - it was after all a secret in Kurt's mind and he did want to embarrass Blaine.

"Talk about being in the clear lead. Kurt is practically opening his legs for me now."Blaine bashfully rubbed his hand on his cheek. "I'm glad to hear that. I've never had a boyfriend before so I'm a new and nervous with everything. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It's just...I think I might be in love." Blaine coolly replied. Either boy realized that they were talking about two very different things. In Blaine's mind he was confessing his pretend love to Kurt, and in Kurt's mind Blaine was talking about Sebastian.

"Have you ever told Sebastian the story about Juliet and Peter?"

"Why would I?" Blaine reached for Kurt's hand again.

"Thanks again for the tour. I better go."

The pale boy slid his hand out of Blaine's and walked back towards the glass doors. Once Kurt was out of view Blaine pulled out his cell phone.

"For the first time in my life I was wrong. Kurt won't be ridding me in seventy-two hours. Make it forty-eight hours."Blaine typed into his phone.

Fifteen seconds later Blaine's phone beeped."Unless it's a hot threesome, I highly doubt that."

"Don't forget our wages. You may want to get laid tonight with whatever ass you can find. It may be while before you get the chance again."

"Sure, Kurt's ass sounds good after which I'll have my main meal."

"Whatever, the secret is into Kurt's pants is to woo."

"Woo? Is that short for 'weasel into his male who-ha?"Blaine laughed at his brother's message.

"No, it is an acronym winning over and over."