Blaine watched the clock, moodily. Stupid damn detention.

It was unfair that he had even gotten detention. Well, kind of. He had been provoked. Nobody had the right to make him feel bad about something that he couldn't change. The anger that had flashed through Blaine before he had struck the jocks was more than the situation had called for. He lashed out completely. He wasn't punching them just for what they had said, but he was hurting them for what everyone said. He was punishing them because he couldn't punish the people that he really wanted to.

There was a bonus to the whole detention lark. After his first detention he had considered just ditching detention from then on. It wasn't like they could stop him, the worst that could happen would he would be kicked out. He didn't really care. As he headed out of that first detention he passed by the choir room. He was stopped in his tracks when he heard a voice. For a second he wondered if he had died of boredom in detention because the voice he was hearing was that of an angel. Looking into the choir room he saw someone that matched the voice perfectly. Blaine knew it was Kurt. He had seen him around and they even shared some classes but until that moment Blaine had never noticed him, not properly.

Now everyday Blaine sat through detention knowing that he would soon see Kurt. It was the only reason he was still going. He briefly wondered what they would do when Blaine's detentions ended. Well, he could always get in trouble again.

He held his breath as the clock showed that detention was over. His chair scrapped noisily across the floor as he stood up.

"It's been a pleasure as always." Blaine said to the teacher as he walked out of the room.

Just outside the door he stopped. Kurt was sat across from the door, his arms wrapped around his knees pulling them tight to his body. His face looked blotchy, as if he had been crying. His normally perfect hair was ruffled and his clothes were crinkled.

Blaine knelt down in front of him. "Kurt?"

Kurt's eyes flickered to his and he saw so much emotion in them. Kurt looked scared and Blaine knew that something must have happened to him.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

Kurt's bottom lip trembled and he shook his head quickly. Then suddenly he launched himself at Blaine, wrapping his arms around him and holding on like his life depended on it. At first Blaine was shocked but then he embraced Kurt, holding him tightly.

Hugging Kurt felt strange and yet so right at the same time. How's that for confusing? Blaine had never been so intimate with someone, not in this way. No one had ever tried to hug him before, and he wouldn't have let them. But this was Kurt and, as it was starting to come apparent, everything was different when it came to Kurt. He could feel the wetness of Kurt's tears on his neck and his heart hammered loudly inside his chest. Blaine stroked his back reassuringly.

After a minute Kurt seemed to calm down a little and they released each other.

"Thank you." Kurt murmured quietly.

"What happened?" Blaine asked again.

Kurt looked as if he was going to say something but then he just shook his head.

"I don't want to talk about it, please." Blaine could hear the pleading in Kurt's voice.

"Alright..."

"Let's go get coffee."

Kurt stood up, rubbing his hands across his face to get rid it of any trace of the tears that had fallen. He stretched out his hand for Blaine to take.

Blaine looked at it for a second, but only a second. He took Kurt's hand, immediately loving the feel of Kurt's fingers between his own. This was another first for Blaine, holding hands. He liked it. Kurt's hands were so soft and smooth and Blaine briefly wondered if the rest of him was just as soft. He really hoped it was.

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The car ride was quiet. They made small talk and Blaine was careful to not say something either stupid or insulting. Kurt's car was nice and it made a change from Blaine having to walk everywhere. He'd had a car before but not any more.

When they arrived at the Lima Bean Kurt made Blaine grab a table while he got the drinks. Blaine looked around quickly to make sure that no one he knew was here. It wasn't that he was embarrassed to be seen with Kurt, he just didn't want anyone to ruin this for them. It would be horrible if someone like Sebastian walked in right now. Thinking about Sebastian made Blaine feel instantly guilty and he tried to squash the feeling.

"I got you a medium drip. I wasn't sure what you would want." Kurt said, sliding Blaine's coffee towards him and sitting down opposite him.

"That's my usual." The corners of Blaine's mouth lifted into a smile.

"So... tell me about yourself." Kurt said as he took a sip of his coffee.

Blaine blanched. Well, Kurt certainly didn't waste any time. But Blaine was cautious, he couldn't let Kurt see who he really was.

"What do you want to know?" He asked slowly.

"Hmm." Kurt thought for a second. "What about your family? Seems like a good starting place."

Great, Blaine thought.

"Well, it's just my mum and dad at home but I have an older brother that lives in LA." Blaine said.

"What's his name?" Kurt asked.

"Cooper. You might have seen him on television. He's an actor."

"Oh wow! That's so cool."

"He's nothing big or anything. He's only been in a commercial but a load of people went crazy over it. What about your family?" Blaine asked, wanting to get off of him as quickly as possible.

"Well, my mum died when I was eight so it was just me and my dad for a while. But he remarried a little while ago, to Finn Hudson's mum. Hence why we're step-brothers."

"I'm sorry about your mum." Blaine said.

Kurt looked sad for a second. "Thank you."

"So what are your plans for senior year?" Blaine asked, sensing that Kurt wanted to get away from that part of the conversation.

He was given a grateful look.

"I'm sending off an application for NYADA. It's a performing arts school in New York. It's tough to get into though, so I need to make sure that I have plenty of other options."

"I'm sure you'll be great, Kurt. I've heard you sing. It's beautiful." Blaine said, shyly.

"Really? You think so?"

Blaine watched as Kurt's face lit up and he felt so glad that he had been able to put that smile on his face. "I really do."

"Do you have any plans?"

Blaine sighed. "Umm, not really too sure at the moment."

He didn't want to admit to Kurt that he had no clue what was going with his life. He couldn't admit to Kurt that he was a failure. He remembered a time when he would get A's in every test. Now his papers were always branded by a big, red F. Blaine's image and good grades just couldn't go together.

"Well, there is still plenty of time to decide." Kurt smiled at Blaine and Blaine had to smile back, even though he knew that there was no hope for him.

The rest of the time passed quickly. The conversation flowed easily. Blaine loved hearing all about Kurt. He was so interesting. Luckily the conversation managed to stay away from things that would have been too hard to talk about. Blaine did try to ask Kurt about earlier but Kurt still said that he didn't want to talk about it.

They stayed chatting for a couple of hours before Kurt said that he'd need to start heading home.

"Do you want a ride home?" He asked Blaine.

"No!" Blaine said quickly. "I don't live too far from here." he lied.

"Well, alright then. I had fun today Blaine." Kurt said, smiling at him.

"Me too." Blaine said this honestly.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Kurt pressed his lips against Blaine's cheek before drawing away and getting into his car.

Blaine watched as his car disappeared before he broke out into a grin. He'd never had such a good time.

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"Hey, kiddo." Burt Hummel said as Kurt walked in the door.

"Hey dad. I'm pretty tired so I'm just gonna go to bed." Kurt said heading to the stairs.

"Without dinner?" Finn asked.

"Not everyone eats like you do, Finn." Kurt said, smiling at him before heading up the stairs.

As soon as he was in his bedroom and the door was closed his smile dropped and tears started pouring from his eyes again.

Spending time with Blaine had been a perfect distraction from what had happened earlier. His mind was spending so much time trying to work Blaine out that it had pushed what had happened with Karofsky to the back of his mind. But now it was back and still just as painful as it had been before.

Remembering it made Kurt feel sick. He could still feel hands on him. Taking off his many layers, he stood in front of his full length mirror with his chest showing. His shoulder was bruised from where he had been held. He quickly put of his pyjamas covering the reminder of what had happened.

Laying in his bed, buried in his covers, Kurt tried to think about his day with Blaine. It had been great. He loved spending time with Blaine, getting to know the real him. Kurt wanted to see him more.

The dream that Kurt had that night was of Blaine. They were kissing and things were getting pretty heated. Kurt turned to his night stand to grab some lube and condoms and when he turned back around Blaine had morphed in Karofsky. Kurt didn't even have time to scream before his mouth was covered by Karofsky's, and he was being pinned roughly against the bed.