1. Meeting Blaine

"My name is Blaine."

"Kurt."

Apart for being a mysterious, handsome and charming gay boy, who held Kurts hand and knew a shortcut that was longer than the "normal route", there was something odd with this guy. Kurt knew it.

He, Blaine, seemed impressed by Kurts presence. Blaine kept staring at him, like he was observing him. It didnt make Kurt feel uncomfortable, oh no.

Even worse.

It made him blush like an idiot.

After he sang Teenage Dream with his fellow Warblers, he approached Kurt with two other guys. "Kurt, I appreciate your enthusiasm!" Blaine said, "We would like to invite you in the study tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Kurt asked. He didnt expect this.

"Its easy to find," Blaine smiled, "We passed it together. Yknow, the shortcut." One of the other boys glared at Blaine.

So Kurt went back to Dalton Academy the next day, not knowing what to expect. The two other boys were waiting for him. "Ah, Kurt, youre here!" the Asian one seemed surprised.

"Please, follow us," the other one gestured to him to follow them.

"Were here to offer you coffee," the Asian one says, "And to talk about your horrible, but amusing, attempt to spy." Kurt stopped in the middle of the hallway. The guys just snickered. "No worries, just follow us."

"Honestly, we dont know what Blaine wants, though," the other smiled, "He insisted on buying you coffee. Hes a weird guy."

Blaine was waiting for them in the study. "Ah, Kurt! Good to see you." The others sat down and Blaine handed Kurt his coffee. "This is Wes and David."

And they talked. Blaine seemed way too interested in Kurt. He even started asking personal questions about the bullying. It was nice to talk about it and Blaine gave him advice, but Kurt thought it went all a little bit too far for his liking.

Even though Blaine admitted he was bullied too, Kurt didnt know what to think. Why would he go so personal? He just met the guy.

It kinda shocked him.

"So, there is this new guy. He tried to spy on the Warblers, but I guess it didnt work as he planned," Blaine said.

"What new guy?"

"Uhm.. Kurt, his name is. He- he seems nice," Blaine shrugged it away.

"Oh god no, I know that look, Blaine," Bentley Jackson from America groaned, "You are- oh god no."

Samuel Larson from Canada realised the same thing. "… Blaine. Youve got to be kidding me."

Blaine flushed scarlet. "I already interrogated him, guys. I mightve crossed a, yknow, border, by asking him personal questions. Im not dumb!"

"You have to be careful. These monitors are sly. If someone is trying to get close to you, you have to stay away," Jonathan Tipton from America told him, "We all know what happened to Jean when he got too close to Marcellie. Only a few of us were able to attend his funeral because he lived in France and they had to go disguised. Imagine what wouldve happened if his family saw a few guys looking exactly like their dead son-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it Jon," Blaine waved it away, "But I dont think he is a monitor, though. He- He looked genuinely distressed when he told me about that Karofsky kid. And I googled McKinley. Its two hours away from Dalton."

"You never know!" Jonathan emphasized.

"Guys!" Blaine threw his hands in the air, "Lemme handle this, okay? Ill call you when something goes wrong."

"Blaine, were too young to deal with this together!" Jason Hughes, American, sighed deeply. He quickly put on his sunglasses. "So why do you think you can deal with this on your own!"

Blaine grew irritated. Theyre his clones- no, his brothas like Christopher Perkins from Hungary said to Austin Torres from the UK. They are one crazy and weird family.

"I have a Latin test tomorrow," Blaine lied, "Goodnight."

"Blai-" Ben tried, but it was too late.

Blaine had ended the call and had logged off.

2. Getting to know Blaine

Kurt and Blaine quickly became friends.

Kurt liked Blaines company. It was something new. He loved his new friends in the New Directions dearly, but sometimes they were too much. All the drama was unbearable. Kurt honestly didnt care about Rachel at the moment.

"My dad is getting married," Kurt announced when he entered Blaines dorm one afternoon. Blaine quickly closed his laptop and blushed.

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Uh, just my guilty pleasure," Blaine said, scratched his neck and looked away. Kurt squinted his eyes.

"But, what were you saying? Your dads getting married! Congrats!"

Kurt let it go and jumped next to Blaine on his bed. "Yes and Carole is lovely! I told you about her and Finn, right?"

"The giant stepbrother?"

"Thats Finn," Kurt laughed, "Oh man, never tell him I told you that. Hell kill me." Blaine just nodded. "But seriously, Blaine," Kurt started, suddenly very curious. He leaned forward and Blaines eyes widened. "You never told you about your family. Do you have siblings?"

Blaine shrank back and bit his lip.

Kurt smacked his palm against his forehead. "Oh… daddy issues? I didnt mean to-"

"N-No no!" Blaine quickly said, "Its uh, complicated. I have an older brother, Cooper and well… hes never around. And my parents… I dont know. I kinda think Im adopted?"

"What makes you think that?"

"I dont look like them and we never- well, never…" Blaine trailed off and suddenly, it was very awkward.

It made Kurt think. He and Blaine are friends for how long now? Kurt was never really good with talking to strangers, but Blaine was different.

Maybe because Kurt has a crush on him?

Anyway, every time Blaine talked about himself, it was always the same.

He loved to sing, he wanted to go to New York like Kurt, he transferred to Dalton after he got bullied at his old school, he fenced and some other sports… but that was it.

Maybe Kurt shouldnt have expected too much of him.

"Hang on, Aus wants to join the conversation," Koen Brugman from the Netherlands announced, "Like, its almost twelve oclock in the Netherlands!"

"So, its eleven in London?" Blaine pointed out, "And its six in Ohio. Just let him join, Koen." Koen rolled his eyes and clicked on some things. Another screen appeared on Blaines laptop screen.

"Hey mates!" Austin looked delighted, "You would not believe what happened!"

"Can it wait?" Gunter Obinger, German, asked, "We have to deal with Blaine here and his undying love for this new guy."

"The kid-"

"Who has a name," Blaine cut Samuel off, "His name is Kurt, thank you very much."

"Kurt started asking about Blainerss family," Samuel continued, "He told him that he thought he was adopted." "Its true!" Blaine defended himself.

"Not really, but I get your point," Austin said, "Now please, listen to me!"

Everyone looked at their cameras. "The floor is yours," Bentley said.

Austin smiled. "God, my sister met this girl today-" "Aus, we are not interested in your sisters love story-" "Let me finish! The girls name is Elaine Smiths and- she is a clone."

It fell silent.

"Aus, no offence, but were guys," Gunter said.

"Well, she is a male-to-female trans clone," Austin said excitedly, "And she is awesome. Weve met by accident – she was leaving my sisters apartment and I bumped into her – and of course we had to explain."

3. At Dalton

Kurt transferred to Dalton a week after his dads wedding when the constant abuse and bullying at McKinley was too much. He had told Blaine, who was thrilled even though it was still sad.

"Its good having another gay friend here," he had said and hed glared to his other friends who were appreciating a girls boob.

Kurt tried to smile, but he couldnt.

Now it was two months later and Blaine was nowhere to be seen.

Again.

"Where is Blaine?" Kurt asked Trent on their way to class. Trent seemed surprised. "Hes off again?" he asked and Kurt nodded.

"He often does that," Wes ran to them, "Sorry for eavesdropping by the way." "It was Wess idea!" David added and Wes playfully hit his best friend. "You lyin bastard!" he yelled.

"No, guys! Seriously!" Kurt said loudly, "Where is Blaine? He has been missing a lot of class lately." Trent shrugged. "No one really knows where he is. Youll get used to it so dont worry."

"Wait, so he can just leave?" Kurt asked in disbelief.

"We dont know, Kurt," Wes sighed, "It started a year ago. Blaine disappeared during classes and of course we were worried and told the headmaster." "But apparently Blaine can do that," David added, "We have asked him where he goes, but he just dismisses it."

"One time, he was gone for almost a week," Trent said, "And when he got home he told us he had to go to England to attend a funeral."

"I dont think he is that far away," David said, "He was still in uniform when I saw him this morning."

"Blaine is a weird dude," Wes shrugged, "But we forgive him, because were his friends. And lets face it, were all weird here."

They arrived at the classroom. "Just… do not ask him whats going on, okay?" Trent gave him a pat on the back, "We dont know whats going on and we figured its for the best."

Kurt was stunned.

He didnt pay attention that class.

And the next.

And the next.

It was almost night and Blaine hadnt returned yet. Kurt refused to worry.

"Taylor!" Blaine heard Zachary Johnson from Canada scream, "Taylor!" Blaine, still dressed in his Warbler blazer, ran after Zachary. The rain was falling and Blaine was soaked, but he didnt care. He had to stop Zack.

"Zach! Zach!" he yelled, "Come back!"

"Its no use!" Jason screamed too, "Zach! Taylor- hes…."

"Dont you say it," Zachary turned back to his fellow clones, "We can save him, right?" Out of nowhere, Bentley and Jonathan leapt to Zachary and held him back.

Zachary tried to break free from their grips. "No! Taylor!"

"Shut. Up. Zach," Bentley hissed. His red bow tie was untied and his blue polo and his red pants were covered in mud. Jason quickly handed his precious pair of sunglasses to Jonathan.

"They mustve known!" Samuel yelled in rage. He ran his hands through his short, spikey hair.

"How?" Blaine questioned.

"I dont know!" Samuel yelled, "I dont know, but they did. They knew where to find us. We have to be more careful when it comes to planning our Canadian-American brothas meetings. Cause now they have Tay."

"Did you spot Christophe or Elliott?" Bentley asked, "Theyre fast, I know, but still."

"The one who took Taylor wasnt the fucking proclone for sure," Zachary spat bitterly, "And Chris- fuck Chris."

The other clones dragged Zachary to the nearby coffee shop.

"I think Tay is still alive," Blaine said and all the others immediately turned to him, "In fact, I know for sure."

"And why is that?" Zachary asked sceptically.

"Well, Christophe couldve shot him," Blaine pointed out, "He killed Giovanno, Julian, Anthony and Darrel like that."

"You think the proclone needs him?" Samuel asked, referring to their American clone Elliott Phillips.

Blaine nodded. "Yes," he said, "We have to watch out, guys."

4. Dating Blaine Anderson

Kurt had a boyfriend.

Kurt had a boyfriend. He still couldnt believe it. Sure, they had lost at Regionals, but like Blaine said: Weve got each other out of it. That beats a lousy trophy, dont you think?

And dating Blaine Anderson was absolutely wonderful. Kurt loved every moment of it. Their friends, on the other hand, got tired of the amount of PDA.

Kurt and Blaine were now KurtandBlaine. They knew each other through and through. At least, that was what Kurt thought until one day-

"You got a letter from Elaine Smits and one from Shane Hadley," Kurt entered Blaines dorm without knocking, as always. And as always, Blaine quickly closed his laptop.

Kurt pretended he didnt see it.

"And judging from the stamps, Elaines from the UK and Shanes from Australia."

Blaine put away his laptop and crossed his legs. "Ah, yes, I was expecting them," Blaine said and reached for the letters, but Kurt dodged his grabby hands.

"Kuuuuuuurt."

"You know me," Kurt said playfully, "Me and my curiosity. Now I want to know who Elaine and Shane are!"

"Kuuuuuuurt."

"Uh, uh, uh, you better tell me," Kurt stuck out his tongue.

"Dont do that!" Blaine pretended to whine, "It makes me want to kiss you even more!"

Kurts heart started beating faster and he knew that he was blushing. Blaine only grinned, but Kurt wasnt planning on giving in. "Come and get it."

"The letters or the kisses?"

"Both!"

Blaine moaned - and Kurt almost died - , but stood up and Kurt started running. "Come here you!" Blaine laughed and ran after him. They ran and jumped and bumped into things – one time Wes knocked on the door and demanded them to be quieter. You guys are even worse than Nick and Jeff! he yelled.

But then one envelope accidently opened and a photo of a familiar looking girl and Blaine fell out of it. Blaines curls were longer and yell free, though.

Blaine stopped abruptly and rushed to the photo. He read what was scribbled on the back and turned to Kurt.

"Aw, is that you?" Kurt motioned to the picture, "You look so different there." Blaine avoided all eye contact. "Yeah, yeah," he sounded annoyed, "Can I- please give me my letters!"

"Dont you want a kiss fi-" "Give. Me. My. Letters," Blaine said sternly, but added a quiet "Please?"

"Calm down, tiger, you-"

"Please."

Shocked, Kurt reluctantly handed the letters to Blaine and Blaine fled the room without looking back. Kurt turned around and went to Wes. Wes opened his door.

"You would not believe what just happened. Seriously, Blaine keeps shocking me."

Wes stared at him, blinked and gestured for him to come in.

Blaine fished his other phone out of his pocket and quickly opened the Skype app. He was delighted when he saw that Austin, Elaine and Shane were online, even though they lived in a different time zone.

"Heya, mate," Austin said happily, "Got our picture?"

"And my picture and chokkie?" Shane added.

"Yeah, I fucking did," Blaine grumbled, "I wanted to text you two, but then I realized it was too expensive to text to Australia and England, but luckily you two are here."

"You dont sound that happy," Elaine, who was still fairly new to the whole clone thing, pointed out. Blaine turned around to make sure he was still alone.

"No, because Kurt saw it and I told you how curious he is…"

Shane dropped his head in his hands and Elaine and Austin sighed. "Weve talked about this with the others, Blaine," Austin started, "That bloke might be your-"

"Hes not," Blaine insisted.

"How do you know for sure, you bloody arsehole," Austin said, "After everything with Tay-" "I am careful!" Blaine cut him off.

"Guys, please, I dont want to have a blue with you lot!" Shane stopped them, "Aus, I think Blaine knows when theres something wrong with that Kurt kid."

5. Clone Phone

It had been two weeks since the letter incident. Kurt had talked to Wes, who once again insisted on letting Blaine be Blaine.

Blaine came back an hour later and apologized for his weird behaviour. He took him out for dinner that day, which made it all better.

He was once again in Blaines dorm – Seriously Kurt, move in with him already! – when he heard a phone ringing. Kurt looked at the door. Blaine was dropping some homework assignment off.

Kurt decided to ignore it.

The phone rang again a few minutes later and Blaine was still gone.

It wouldnt hurt to pick it up, right?

So Kurt started searching for the phone. He didnt even know that Blaine had changed his ringtone. The ringing stopped, but it started again after a minute of silence.

Kurt eventually found it when it once again stopped ringing and- huh? This wasnt Blaines phone. It was a Samsung something and it had a pink phone case. Blaine had an iPhone, Kurt was sure of it.

Then, a text message appeared on screen.

Tay has been found. Alive – Jonathan Tipton

And after that, a dozen more text messages appeared. Kurt locked it and stared blankly at the wall. The door opened and Blaine stood frozen in the doorway.

"What are you doing with my phone?" he sounded terrified.

"Blaine, this is not your phone," Kurt said calmly.

"Yes it is, its my… family phone," Blaine said.

"Family phone?"

"Yeah, yknow. Like a fake number so my family doesnt know my real number," Blaine shrugged, "Can I have it?" Kurts brow furrowed, but handed the phone to Blaine anyway.

"He is alive!" Zachary yelled in Blaines ear. "Oh god, calm down, Zach." "I cant Blaine, I simply cant."

"So, what happens now?" Blaine asked.

"You dont know. The others are saving him right now as we speak."

"Others?" Blaine asked in disbelief, "And they didnt tell me?"

"Yes, Ben, Sam, Jon and Jason."

Blaine just grumbled.

6. At McKinley

"Its so good to be back, right?" Rachel asked Kurt.

She was right. It was hard to leave Blaine behind at Dalton, but Kurt is from McKinley. Santana made it all happen. She and Karofsky are now together as the Bully Whips. It made Kurt feel sick, but at least he was safe.

Blaine agreed with Kurt on that part.

Kurt didnt really know why, but Kurts safety was definitely Blaines number one priority. It was nice to feel loved and safe, though.

"But, Ill see you in glee?" Rachel said, pulling Kurt out of his trance.

"Huh, what?"

"Ill see you in glee?" Rachel repeated. Kurt nodded. "Oh, yeah."

Rachel simply smiled and skipped away. Kurt slammed his locked shut and turned around. Ready to face the day.

But then- in the corner of his eyes, he saw a guy walking there. He was wearing a polo with a yellow cardigan and a bow tie. His pants were rolled up and he wore fancy shoes.

The guy smiled and Kurt knew that smile.

Kurt knew Blaine.

But it wasnt Blaine, because the guy mustve seen a glimpse of Kurt and he walked away. Also his hair was gelled down like Blaines, but Blaines hair was fluffier.

It wasnt Blaine.

It was a guy who looked exactly like Blaine.

Right?

"Are you kidding me, Ben? You transferred to McKinley?"

"Wow, calm down, brotha," Bentley said defensively, "Ive been there for months now. I guess I transferred right after your boy transferred to Dalton."

"And the two of you are both juniors, are you kidding me?"

"Well, I cant help it, mister-I-got-attacked-after-a-dance-and-I-was-set-back-a-year."

"And what are we going to do now?" Blaine groaned in agony, "You cant- I- oh god." He quickly adjusted his cuffs of his blazer. He always did that when he was distressed.

"Calm down, B, I have it under control," Bentley assured him, "Trust me, brotha."

7. At a New Directions party

Kurt and Blaine arrived at Brittanys house and they already heard the music. "I guess the party has already begun," Blaine chuckled.

"Are you sure you want to go with me, I mean, youve been off travelling way too often lately."

Blaine laughed shyly. "Sweetheart, were already here," he said, "And my travels- fuck them. I actually dont like travelling that much, but okay, lets go with it."

"Then why do you do it?" Kurt asked.

"You know I cant tell you," Blaine sighed and rubbed his temples, "But lets forget about all that right now. Its time to meet your friends."

The door was already open and they went inside. The first thing they saw was Brittany stripping on a table. "O-kay," Kurt heard Blaine saying.

"Well, that is Brittany."

"I can see that."

"KURT! YOURE HERE! AND YOU BROUGHT YOUR BOY!" they heard. Quinn ran towards them. She was holding a glass of… whatever and she was clearly drunk, "KURTSIE, KUUUUURTSIE, HIIIIIIIII!" She started jumping against him.

"Hi Quinn," Kurt held her down. Quinn turned to Blaine. "AND YOU MUST BE- OH!" she dropped her glass and started laughing hysterically, "HAHAHA YOU ARE KURTS BOYFRIEEEEEND? WHAT A SUUUURPRISE."

"I dont know what to think right now," Blaine stated.

"Quinn? QUINN!" Kurt shouted.

"YES, KURTSIE WURSTIE?" Kurt cringed when he heard the nickname.

"Quinn, this is-" "WEVE MET!" Quinn cut him off and turned to Blaine, "ALEX COX, SO LONG AGOOOO. HIIIIIIIII. I THOUGHT YOU LIVED IN LATIVA. WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HA-HA-HAIR?"

Blaines eyes widened.

"Quinn, his name is Blaine, not Alex."

"YES, YES, ALEX. I THOUGHT YOU DIED. GOOOOOOD TO SEE YOU AND- BRITTANY! GIVE ALEX A DRIIIIIiiinnnkk…" Quinns shoulders slumped and she leaned against Kurt.

"Quinn?" Kurt asked worriedly.

But Quinn was already asleep.

Kurt gaped at Blaine, who avoided once again all eye contact.

"Quick, do a research on Lucy Quinn Fabray."

"What the fuck, Blaine?"

"Gunter, you are the science and technology nerd here."

"But why?" Gunter asked, "Scheisse, Blaine. I cant just do stuff for you. I need a reason."

Blaine sighed. "I went to a party with Kurt and I met a girl, Quinn, and she was drunk. She thought I was Alex. She seems trustworthy, but still. We cant just- shes Kurts friend. I need to be sure its all innocent."

It fell silent.

But finally, Gunter spoke..

"Give me fifteen minutes."

8. Senior year

Kurts senior wasnt as magical as he hoped it would be.

Blaine stayed at Dalton because his dad didnt want him to transfer to McKinley.

He didnt get a lead role in West Side Story.

He lost the election.

But most importantly: he didnt get into NYADA.

Of course, Blaine comforted him when he didnt get in. Well, only if he was home. Most of the time, Blaine was gone. How he managed to pass his junior year with honours was a mystery to Kurt. They fought about it of course, but Blaine simply refused to tell Kurt why he, an almost eighteen years old boy, travelled that much.

Seriously, even though theyve been dating for over a year, Blaine Anderson kept shocking him.

"Well, hello," Blaine said awkwardly.

"Hello," Christophe said.

"So if Im right, Chris is on our side now?" Jason asked and eyes Christophe suspiciously, "And that is why were all in England now."

Austin nodded.

"I mean, for Koen and Gunter it was an hour flight, or something, but for others…" Shane trailed off.

"And were sure Chris isnt this fucked up assassin clone anymore?" Bentley asked, "I mean, he did kill most of the European clones and Darrel."

"I am veery sorry for that," Christopher said in accented English, "Please, forgive me. I havent forgiven myself. And I didnt kill Jean, Marcellie did. And I didnt kill Julian."

Everyones jaw dropped and they glared at Christophe.

"Julian died because he was sick, like Jason."

Everyone turned to Jason. "Me?" he asked in disbelief,

"You must be bonkers, you bloody idiot," Elaine stared down at him. Jason agreed. "This is ridiculous. Im perfectly healthy."

"No youre not," Christophe said determinedly, "I can see the symptoms. And youve been coughing blood lately."

Jasons eyes widened.

9. In New York

Blaine had encouraged Kurt to go to New York to find himself. He didnt need NYADA to live his dreams. And he was damn right. Speaking of Blaine, he was coming over in two weeks and Kurt was excited as hell.

He was an intern at and Isabelle Wright was an actual fairy godmother.

And even more surprises, Finn paid them a surprise visit.

Kurt left him alone with Rachel, again. He went to his new regular coffee shop when he saw something in the corner of his eye.

It was Blaine.

Hang on- it wasnt Blaine.

This was yet another guy that looked like Blaine (what happened to that preppy one at McKinley anyway?). He wore a colourful sweat vest, jeans and adidas sneakers. His curls were hanging freely.

Kurt decided to chase after him and started running. "Blaine?" he yelled, but the guy didnt react at all. Kurt continued running.

But it was too late. Kurt followed him to the subway and saw him riding away.

He went home after that. It was Friday and Rachel planned on going to Callbacks with Finn. Brody was coming too and Kurt was also invited.

That evening, he was checking himself out when someone knocked on the door. Both Finn and Rachel were too lazy to open it, so Kurt went.

And to his surprise, it was Blaine, holding a big bouquet of red roses.

So that guy was Blaine.

"SURPRISE!" Blaine yelled.

The night went amazing, but there was something wrong. Kurt decided to confront Blaine, who looked very pale.

"Please stop pretending theres nothing wrong," Kurt basically pleaded. Blaine stopped walking and Kurt stared at him in curiosity.

"I was with someone."

It was this one, right? 

Blaine entered the hotel and quickly checked his clone phone again. Koen had sent the message with his room number a few minutes ago.

Oh, room 216. Fucking hilarious.

He made his way to the second floor and quickly found number 216. Blaine knocked loudly. "Ik kom eraan, wacht even!" Koen sounded agitated.

"Its Blaine and I dont understand your Dutch shit," Blaine said and Koen opened the door. Blaine walked past him and entered the room.

"I hate all of you so much right now," he exclaimed. Koen slowly closed the door and stared at his clone in shock. "Remind me why I listen to my idiots!"

"Okay," Koen remained calm, "Now, before you continue with your rage, please sit down. I paid quite a lot for this room on your request, thank you very much."

"Yes, thank god youre here," Blaine sank his head in his hands, "Anyway, how is Jason?"

"New nose tubes. Ben actually started crying when he first saw them," Koen answered, "But tell me, why did you want me to come to New York?"

"I did what Jason suggested and what you all supported," Blaine spat bitterly.

"You broke up with him?" Koen said, shocked.

"Dont act so surprised, you were also supporting Jasons idea," Blaine snapped. Koen quickly opened his mini bar and handed Blaine a glass of water. "I told him I cheated on him, can you believe it? I called the dude Eli D. or C. I dont give a fuck anymore."

"You named him after the proclone?" Koen tried not to laugh.

"Well, hes the big troublemaker, right? Hes the reason I have to protect him in the first place!"

10. Blaine in New York

Kurt and Blaine made up at Thanksgiving and they got back together when Kurt came back to Lima for his dad. Kurt also attended Blaines graduation from Dalton a few months later.

"If it isnt Kurt fucking Hummel," Jeff smiled after the actual graduation, "Youve given us hell, dude."

"If I head Blaines version of Teenage Dream one more time…" Nick sighed.

"I know everything about your eyes by now," Trent muttered.

"All the bitching, though," Wes added, "I mean, when he was home. He was, once again, most of the time gone. One time he was basically missing for a whole fucking month."

Thad nodded and looked around to make sure Blaine was still talking to that one teacher. "You didnt get this from me, but one time I saw Blaine arriving in the middle of the night and he was covered in blood."

Kurt wanted to ask more, but he was tackled by David before he even got the chance.

"TAKE HIM WITH YOU, KURT, TAKE HIM TO NEW YORK AND QUICK. I CANT STAND HIS BITCHING AND WHINING ABOUT YOU ANYMORE!"

They left for New York three days later.

And life in New York…. It has been different to suddenly live with him. Kurts new friend, Elliott Gilbert, gave him some advice, but Kurt didnt feel isolated or something.

Mostly because Blaine, again, travelled a lot.

"Where are you most of the time!" Kurt yelled one day when Rachel was gone. Theyve been living together in New York for months now and he saw Blaine packing a suitcase again. "You leave me all the time."

"You just have to trust me, love."

"How can I trust you when you refuse to tell me where youre going?" Kurt said firmly, "Blaine, I dont- I cant do this anymore."

"Please," Blaine begged. He was on the verge of tears. "Trust me, if everything goes as planned, I have to go away one more time before I can tell you."

"Tell me what?" Kurt demanded and threw his hands in the air.

"The truth," Blaine answered and rolled his suitcase to the door.

"Blaine-"

"I love you," Blaines voice broke and he left.

"We might die this time, you know that, right?" Bentley stated and Samuel nodded. "Yeah, I know," Blaine said bitterly, "I already said goodbye to Kurt."

"Ouch," Gunter hissed, but stopped when he saw Blaine shooting him a death glare.

"Oi mate!" Austin snapped, "Dont think its easy for us. Elaine and I had to say goodbye to Kate too and I know that Im not the only one. Look around you. Were not alone. Were with bloody ten here and like Ben said, we might die this time, since were actually about to bring the DYAD and the proclone down."

"Fucking Elliott Phillips," Shane groaned.

"This whole cloning thing definitely ruined my life, dude," Jonathan said.

"I think it ruined all our lives, Jon, seeing that six of us died and one of us is currently sick at home with Tay and is going to die," Koen snapped.

"Unless we find the bone narrow stuff from Kate," Austin pointed out, "After we free Zach. Anyway, how is Cameron doing?"

"Who the fuck is Cameron?" Samuel snapped. He was stressed as hell. "The Deaf clone Blaine and Koen found in the Big Apple, remember?" Elaine answered.

"Why did no one tell me?" Samuel exclaimed.

"We did," Blaine sighed, "But you were too busy with your own shit to listen to ours for once."

"Brothas, brothas!" Elaine shushed them, "We need to do it tonight, so shut your bloody mouths for once. The past couple of months hasnt been easy for me, so I dunno how some of you guys coped with it for years. Chris, you lead the way?"

Christophe nodded and ran to the hidden entrance. The clones all followed him, except for Gunter. He wrapped his scarf around him, went hiding and started hacking the security cameras.

11. Laptop

When Blaine Anderson knocked on Kurts door two weeks after he went away, Kurt was shocked. And not just shocked. Oh god no.

Blaine had shocked Kurt numerous times in the past three years, but finding your boyfriend with one arm bandaged and a lot of cuts and bruises wasnt just something.

"Hi," Blaines face lit up, "I guess Im back forever now?"

"Oh my god, Blaine, where have you been?" Kurt basically threw himself on Blaine and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend.

"Woah, woah, I- ouch – missed you but – aw – please, Im a little bit banged up so – fuck – please, let go of me."

Kurt quickly did and observed Blaine. He still looked like Blaine, who left two weeks ago, only more damaged.

"Can I come in?" Blaine seemed nervous and Kurt stepped aside. "Of- of course. Its your home too." Blaine sighed in relief and rolled his suitcase inside.

To Kurts horror, he spotted a few blood stains on it.

"Wait, where is Rachel? Where is her stuff?" Blaine gestured to the empty spot in the loft. Kurt just stood next to him and squeezed his not bandaged hand. "Oh, honey, youve missed so much. Sam went back home – I know you liked him, but he wanted, Brittany visited us and she and Cedes are off touring and Rachel moved to LA a few days ago."

"… what the fuck."

"Please dont ask," Kurt waved it away, "You want your bubbles?" Kurt was happy when he saw that he made Blaine laugh. "Yes, please," he said.

Blaine sat down and Kurt handed him a glass of bubbles. "So, I wanted to ask hey, how was your trip? but since you look like, well…. that, I assume it didnt go well." Blaine took a sip of his bubbles before speaking. "Actually, it went perfectly well," he smiled and Kurt raised his eyebrows.

"Blaine, you are all banged up and I saw blood on your suitcase. I dont think it went perfectly well." Blaine just grinned. "Oh, Kurt, you have no idea."

Blaine went back to his old life. He attended classes with Kurt at NYADA and his arm was healed a week after his arrival.

But the mystery wasnt over.

Blaine still hadnt told Kurt what happened and Kurt knew better, so he didnt really ask. He did notice that Blaine spent most of his time on his laptop, like he used to do back at Dalton.

THAT IS GOOD, Cameron Thompson signed. All the clones were Skyping together. They finally told Cameron about the whole clone thing – they kept him away, because they were so close to bringing down the DYAD back then - and they all decided to learn to sign.

I NOT GOOD WITH THIS RIGHT, Austin signed in frustration, B-L-A-I-N-E, HE GOOD.

PATIENCE, MY FRIEND, Blaine smiled, AND ITS BLAINE, REMEMBER? He happily signed the name sign Cameron gave him a few hours ago. He (B-Dreamer) and Bentley (B-Bow tie) were the only ones to have one so far.

WHAT? Austin rolled his eyes.

P-A-T-I-E-N-C-E, Elaine spelled for him.

IF YOU DONT MIND, CAMERON, IM GOING TO SPEAK AND SIGN AT THE SAME TIME, BECAUSE I HAVE TO TALK TO ALL OF YOU, Blaine signed.

Austin looked puzzled, but Elaine translated for him. Also Zachary had some problems understanding.

"Same," Samuel said.

"I think thats the best, yeah," Bentley agreed.

"This," Taylor added, "And Im curious. Blaine never says something urgent."

FINE BY ME, Cameron smiled.

"Its not- ah well. I just want to make sure youre still coming next week," Blaine shrugged, "I mean, its kind of a big deal."

"Ah, still sorry for not being able to come, mate," Shane looked guilty, but smiled, "That happens when you live on the other side of the fucking world."

"Same for me," Gunter said.

"And me," Elaine smiled, "But Austin is still sure he can make it, right Aus?" Austin nodded enthusiastically. "Oh man, I want to make that boyfriend of yours scream," he grinned and quickly added, "In a non-sexual way, of course."

ILL BE THERE, Cameron smiled kindly, I AM STILL NEW TO THIS WHOLE THING, BUT ID LOVE TO BE THERE.

"Im still not sure about the whole thing, though," Samuel said, "I mean, we beat DYAD and Elliott just a few weeks ago. Dont you think we all need some time off?" "Oh, please Sam," Jonathan looked disapprovingly at him, "Its time, man. Dont you want to tell loved ones, because I do."

"So do I."

"Me too."

"Yall better fly to the Netherlands anytime soon, brothas."

IM JUST HAPPY TO HELP, MAN.

Samuel rolled his eyes. "Jason, you sure you can fly from the West side to the East? I mean, youre still recovering."

"Are you kidding?" Jason grinned, "I agree with Aus, I want to make that kid scream."

12. Truth

"Kurt, honey, are you awake?"

Kurt rolled away. "Lmme sleep, Blne. Fve mor minuts, baby."

"Kurt, please, wake up. I have a surprise for you," Blaine nudged, "Get dressed, but dont peek, okay?" Kurt slowly opened his eyes and was shocked to see Blaine dressed in a simple tank top and shorts. His hair was lightly gelled, as always.

"What-"

Blaine shushed him. "Dont peek," he said and left. He firmly drew the curtains shut and Kurt heard him giggling and making shhh noises. Kurt walked out of their bedroom to greet Blaine. He almost tripped over a chair when he sees multiple of them.

Of course, there was Blaine.

Then there was that preppy one from his school.

Then there was one with short, spikey hair.

And one with messy hair, wearing a large brown scarf.

One with curls and he wore a large sweater.

One with different kind of curls who was wearing an old, classy jacket and glasses.

One who looked exactly like Blaine, but without the gel.

One with his hair gelled a little bit similar to Kurts, but with more curly parts.

Also one with the same curls as the one with the classy jacket, but longer and more styled.

And one with shorter hair and who was, weirdly enough, wearing sunglasses.

And last but not least one with tattoos all over his arms and glasses.

"What the-"

"No worries, the shock wears off," the one with the sunglasses says, "I hope. We dont know." "Youre the first one to know," Kurt was surprised when the guy in the sweater had a British accent.

NO WORRIES, IM ALSO NEW TO THE WHOLE THING, the one with the tattoos signed and the one with the classy jacket, who also had an accent, translated it.

"And were with more," the one with the longer and more styled curls grinned, "Not everyone was able to come. And were not sure if were everyone. Maybe there are more of us in this world."

"I think you saw me once?" the preppy one said and Kurt, still stunned, nodded quickly. "Ah, well, Blaine told me and let me tell you, he wasnt happy."

"So many unhappy Blainers when it comes to you," the one who looked like Blaine, but without the gel sighed deeply.

"Not really unhappy," the one with spikey hair winked.

"Yes, yes, thank you guys," Blaine rose his voice, "Can we please go to the official thing?" "What official thing?" the one in the sweater said playfully. Kurt once again looked around and was surprised when he saw one of the Blaine look-a-likes signing everything to the one with the tattoos.

"Wait, are you going to introduce us, or…?" the preppy one seemed annoyed, "Id like to start with this whole thing."

"Yes, I will introduce us, since Im the boyfriend here," Blaine announced and motioned to everyone to shut up. He jumped on the table in the living room and smiled smugly.

"Kurt, my love," he said and signed, "Lemme introduce you to my brothas." Kurt knew some fingerspelling and understood B-R-O-T-H-A-S.

"Brothas, with –as?" he questioned and crossed his arms.

"I take the blame for that one," the one in the classy jacket said.

Blaine ignored him and continued. "Anyway, small recap: I am part of an illegal cloning experiment and we decided it was finally time to introduce you to my genetic identicals here-o. Now that weve basically crushed the organisation who treated our lives and even killed some of us-"

"I am responsible for most of the deaths, sorry." Blaine once again ignored him. "-we thought it was time to tell our loved ones. I mean, we kept it all secret for you guys to protect you."

"Oh yes," the one with the sunglasses interjected, "Blaine did a lot for you without you noticing." The preppy one nodded. "I mean, he lied to you numerous times."

"Not helping!" Blaine hissed, but this time, he was ignored.

"For example, he didnt cheat on you," the one who looked like Blaine, but without gel shrugged.

"W-Wait, what?" Kurt spluttered. Blaine jumped off the table and kissed Kurts cheek. "Later," he whispered in his ear.

"Can we finally make introductions?" Apparently the preppy one was very impatient.

"Yes, god, okay…." Blaine walked over to the preppy one and put his hand on his shoulder. "This one is Bentley Jackson and hes American." He walked over to the spikey one. "And one of our Canadians, Samuel Larson." Samuel bowed. Blaine patted him on the back and continued. The one with the scarf was next. "Gunter Obinger, who came all the way from Germany to greet you."

"Guten Tag."

"And next," Blaine jumped next to the one with the sweater, "Our Englishman Austin Torres." The one with the classy jacket was next. "Christopher Perkins, from Hungary." Then the one who looked like Blaine, but without gel. "Jonathan Tipton, also American."

The one with the more curly gelled hair looked nervous. "Another American, Taylor Lang and god, this whole cloning thing mustve been heavy, since he was abducted by the proclone once." "Thank you for adding that piece of unnecessary information," the one next to Taylor, the one with the more styled hair, said.

"Well, Zachary Johnson, Canadian, if I remember correctly, you were the one who was screaming in the rain," Blaine said to him. The one with the sunglasses snorted. "Yeah, we had to hold you down and you were covered in mud." "We were all covered in mud, Jason," Bentley said.

"I thought I did the introducing part," Blaine said, "But yeah, Jason Hughes, also American and last but not least, the one with the curls and tatts, Cameron Thompson, American."

MOST OF US ARE AMERICAN, Cameron shrugged, ALSO, I WAS THINKING ABOUT DREADS, WHAT DO YOU THINK?

DREADS, Blaine asked.

D-R-E-A-D-S, Cameron smiled.

"Oh hell no," Kurt said, "Your curls look amazing." Cameron, surprised, turned to Kurt. WELL THANK YOU, KIND SIR.

"Youre welcome," Kurt said, "But if Im right, youre all clones. Thats basically the story?" "Well, a little bit more complicated," Zach sighed, "We were all being killed. We lost Jean Bapiste, from France, Giovanno Giorgo, from Italy, Alex Cox, from Lativa-"

"Quinn thought I was Alex," Blaine said, "She knew him."

"Julian Morales, also from Italy, Anthony Adams, from England- Aus was with him when he was killed, they were close – and Darrel Avery, from the Filipinos."

"And some of us couldnt make it. For example, this is Shane Hadley, from Australia," Taylor showed him a picture of a guy that looked like Blaine (of course), with short curls and stubble, "And our Dutchie, Koen Brugman," another picture. This time it was one of the guy Kurt saw in New York months ago. "And our seestra, Elaine Smits, a male-to-female trans* clone."

She did look beautiful.

Kurts head was spinning and he grabbed… whatever. "Kurt, are you okay?" Blaine asked concerned, "I know this is a lot to take in. But I promise it will all be okay. We killed Elliott, the proclone. Were safe."

"You probably noticed that Blaine has been travelling an awful lot?" Jonathan said, "He was simply dealing with some clone stuff."

"Youll get used to it, mate," Austin walked forward and patted Kurt on the shoulder. More clones spoke/signed to him, but Kurt was basically unable to react. He looked over to Blaine, who was smiling widely.

Blaine always knew how to shock him.

1. A familiar face

Life was good. Its been a year since Kurt found out that his boyfriend – now fiancé – was cloned multiple times and he also knew that there are still unknown clones out there. Blaine and the others didnt bother looking for them. They wanted them to live their lives trouble free.

It was just one random afternoon and Kurt was on his way home from NYADA. He stopped at the coffee shop. He needed caffeine like air.

The professors all started giving them their assignments for next couple of weeks and Kurt felt lazy even thinking about them.

He got his coffee and he continued walking to the subway station. He knew that Blaine was in England now to introduce himself and the other clones to Elaines family so he had the whole loft for himself.

He was so lost in thoughts that he didnt see another guy, who was focused on something he was reading.

BAM

"Woah what the fuck!" the guy exclaimed. Kurt dropped his coffee. "Fuck," he hissed. He needed that coffee.

"Walk where youre going," the guy kneeled down to collect all his papers. "I could say the same thing," Kurt said and also kneeled down to help the guy.

They both stood up. The guy was still staring down at his papers, to order them. "Here," Kurt handed him the other papers.

"Thanks," the boy looked up-

-and instantly dropped the papers again.

Kurts jaw dropped when he saw the other guy staring at him. He quickly studied him. The same eyes, the same nose, the same whole fucking face.

He was staring at a guy, who looked identically like him.

"Wow," they both said at the same time.

Kurt decided to do something about this and extended his hand. "Kurt Hummel," he said. The guy smirked and shook it.

"Carson Phillips."