AN: Before anyone says anything, I am still working on my other stories, but I found this one lurking in my documents and it was nearly finished so I thought, why not? :D

Hope it is not terrible, its one of my first.

In Principal Sue's office...

"-You don't know what's going on in that kid's head; you don't know what he's capable of!" Kurt bit down fiercely on his lip, avoiding the eyes of the Spanish teacher and the cheerleading coach, which were following him, looking deeply concerned.

"What does that mean?" Will asked, leaning back against the desk.

Kurt looked stricken. Realising what he had just said, he quickly turned his gaze towards the office floor.

"Lady?" Sue tilted her head to watch his expression.

Kurts reply came out as a tiny whisper. "I can't, I can't say…"

The two rival teachers shared a quick glance, before turning their attention back towards the boy in front of them. "Kurt, if you tell us what he did, we can help you. I promise." Will said softly, reaching out a hand and placing it lightly on the boys shoulder. His worry increased as he flinched at the mans' gentle touch.

"But if I tell you, he'll kill me!" Kurt blurted out, to their horror.

"He told you that?" Will questioned. The boy gave a hesitant but clear nod.

To say Sue was furious would be an understatement. Though she'd never dare show it, she had a soft spot for the baby faced teen, and the thought of any pathetic delinquent threating him made her sick to her stomach. She flew out of her chair; nearly knocking it over as she made for the glass doors, ignoring the panicked expression on Kurt's paling face.

"Right, that's all the evidence I need. Shuester, you wait with Hummel here. I'll go find this Karofsky kid." She declared, one hand poised on the door handle ready to swing it open. A frantic cry stopped her from pushing it down.

"NO! Please I-I don't want to see him!"

He was a wreck. Kurt was clinging to the edge of his chair with trembling hands. His lips were quivering violently, like he was on the brink of tears. Reluctantly, she stayed were she was, her hand still attached the door handle.

"Sue, could you give us a second alone?" Will never took his eyes of his student. It was his eyes that got to Will, he couldn't stop watching them. They were huge, glassy and desperate, silently pleading with the man to let him leave, and forget they had ever spoken. But Will couldn't do that, not now that he knew that something was seriously wrong.

Sue looked appalled at the idea of being thrown out of her own office, but slipped out quietly just that same. Satisfied that the principal had disappeared, Will turned his attention back to Kurt.

"Start from the beginning, Kurt. If you want me to, I'll keep quiet. Nothing you say now has to leave this room. But I need to know what's going on here."

He was lying through his teeth. But he had to get Kurt to trust him.

Kurt took a deep breath and began to speak. "The… bullying, it started g-getting worse." He stuttered, squeezing his palms together nervously.

"How?" Will pushed, taking the seat beside Kurt.

"Well, not worse, just more frequent. He was…shoving me and yelling stuff at me for no real reason. I wasn't doing anything to him!" Kurt's voice rose in distress.

"I know, I know." He soothed. Once the teen was calm, he spoke again.

"One…one day, I...I was just walking down the hall and he shoved me into the lockers, giving me this look, like I was worthless, disgusting. I don't know how, but I completely lost it and chased him into the locker rooms."

"Then what happened? Did he hit you?"

"No. I wish he had though."

Wills eyes widened and he shuffled a little closer in his chair. Why would Kurt say that? Surely he didn't want Karofsky to beat him up! Unless…unless what Karofsky had done to him was even worse. His throat constricted tightly, making him cough to shake of the feeling of dread he now felt.

"Carry on."

Kurt looked like that was the last thing he wanted. He couldn't look Will in the eye anymore, instead choosing to stare straight ahead, rocking slightly in his chair as he relived the events of that day inside his head. "I started screaming at him, asking what his problem was. He just…stood there, smirking at me. I think that's what got me so angry, the fact that me shouting at him didn't even bother him in the slightest. I told him how I wasn't trying to convert him or anything, because he's not my type."

"That got him really angry. Seeing him like that, it felt good, so I carried on. Told him to hit me because it wouldn't change a thing. But he didn't, he…he..." He trailed off, biting back a sob.

"Kurt?"

"He kissed me." He whispered sadly, his eyes finally giving way to a tear. It rolled slowly down his flushed pink cheeks

Will could hardly believe it. "W-what?" he stuttered in shock.

"I knew it! If I told anyone they'd think I was lying, but I'm not! I swear to you I'm not!" Kurt cried angrily, his arms flailing.

"No, no of course I believe you; I'm just…really shocked."

Kurt laughed bitterly. "Yeah well I was to. I was too shocked to even pull away. He tried to do it again, to… kiss me again but I shoved him off me."

The teacher shook his head in dismay. "Then what happened?"

"He ran, like the coward he is, and probably always will be."

It took a few minutes for Will to process all this new information. "Okay." He said finally, leaning forward with his hands clasped together on his lap. Ignoring the unpleasant churning in his stomach, he turned back to Kurt and looked him dead in the eye.

"Has he done it again?" He said seriously.

"No, but-"

"But what?" Will interrupted, his heart sinking slightly more.

"He…he keeps touching me, running his hands down here-" Kurt motioned to his chest, trying to ignore the disgusted look on Wills face "-and looking at me ….l-like he wants something from me. He even winked at me the other day. It sounds stupid, Mr Shue, but it scares me even more than the kiss did."

The boy shivered, his expression now unreadable. "I don't want him to do it again or something worse…"

Will sat back in his chair, trying desperately to think of something encouraging that he could say. He was a teacher after all, it was his job to be a role model, to be someone that his students could look up to and confide in. He'd heard about stories such as this happening in schools, but he never expected that he would be having this talk himself. He certainly never expected to be having this talk with Kurt Hummel.

Shoving his unease to one side, he gave the boy what he hoped was a supportive smile. "Don't worry Kurt, he won't be allowed to get away with this."

Kurt let out a small sigh of relief, his hunched shoulders finally relaxing. "Do…Do I have to tell anyone else?" He whispered. One look at Wills face told him his answer was yes.

"I really am sorry Kurt." Will said truthfully. He couldn't, in good conscious, tell Kurt that it would be easy. That would make him a liar.

Kurt nodded slowly, his lips trembling as another solitary tear rolled down his cheek. "It's OK, I just…I doubt that everyone is going to be understanding as you."

"I'm sure all the teachers will believe-"

"Really, Mr Shue?" Kurt said at his teacher in disbelief. "Because I know for a fact that most of my teachers can't stand me. My maths teacher freaks about if I brush past him in the hallways. "

The teacher sighed at the sad truth. "No matter what they believe, they're not going to ignore an accusation of sexual assault, even if it is between two boys."

"Assault…" Kurt took in a shaky breath. His palms began to quiver as the heavy reality began to weigh down on him. "…I-Is that really what this is?"

"Did you want him to do those things to you?" Will questioned him. Kurt shook his head fiercely, not trusting himself to say the words out loud.

"What about the students." Kurt continued. "Who's going to believe the school fairy over one of the most popular boys in school?"

"Hey!" Will said firmly, bringing his hand up to pat him firmly on his shoulder, like he did with all his favourite students. "Don't call yourself that! It's degrading."

"But you see my point. I don't even think the rest of the glee club will believe me."

This time Will really was appalled. "What! Kurt, they're your friends! I know for a fact that they are all really worried about you."

"The boys barely even speak to me! Even Finn and he'd going to be my step-brother" He shot back in distress. "The girls are better but I still don't fit in and you know it."

He couldn't deny this. As wonderfully unique as Kurt was, he wasn't ever going to be fully accepted in this town. But the fact that Kurt thought his friends didn't accept him was ridiculous, and he was determined to make him see that.

For now, at least, Will had to focus on the matter in hand. "Okay Kurt." He said seriously, "Here's what we are going to do. Today, you are going to go home and tell your dad what's been going on."

Kurt's face quickly paled and he opened his mouth to protest, but Will halted him with a flick on his hand.

"No excuses. Your dad is a brilliant man and you know it. You owe it to him to tell him what is going on."

The boy was silent for a few moments, before he nodded sadly. "I know I should, and I know that he'll fight for me, but-"

Kurt shoulders shook as a final great wave of tears dripped from his eyes. "-…This is going to break his heart." He finished, his voice now nothing but a dry choke.

"I know." Will sighed, running a stray hand through his hair. "But you can get through this, I promise you Kurt."

The boy looked up at his teacher to see nothing but fierce determination on his face. He felt hope spread warmly through his body for the first time in so long. With a pang, he realised the Mr Shue was right. He was his father, his teacher, and even if he didn't realise it, his friends. Hell, he even has Coach Sylvester on his side!

Karofsky was never going to bring him down again.

AN: Rubbish ending, but tell me what you think. I am kind of tempted to continue this to show the aftermath...Not sure yet, let me know :)