"Hey Anderson can you believe that huge account we have coming up next week?" Blaine sat in his office and looked up at Sebastian and rolled his eyes at the question, he had been trying to forget that huge accounting project coming up and his friend mentioning it to him wasn't helping at all.

"Don't remind me Sebastian, just thinking about it is giving me a headache" Blaine said, Sebastian stood at the door of Blaine's office leaning on the door frame giggling at his friend's annoyance. "Oh c'mon Blainers, chin up, and think of this way if you do well on this project than Figgins will definitely give you that promotion" Sebastian mischievously smiled. Blaine had been Figgins personal accountant for his corporate business since he was 20, now at 25 he had lost all hope that Figgins would ever notice his loyalty and attention to detail and give him that promotion that he had wanted forever. Blaine liked Figgins but he was always annoyed at Figgins fairness skills. He usually only gave people promotions if he thought it would give him "good boss" points with his bosses at the main corporate office in the UK. Blaine took it all in stride though and he knew sooner or later that he would be recognized. Now? Not so much.

"ha, yeah right" Blaine scoffed, "I'm not even going to set myself for failure by thinking about it, I'm just going to do the project, and pray to god that Quinn doesn't kill me for staying at work so late" Sebastian laughed at the mention of Quinn's name "Ah yes! How is little miss ice queen? Forcing people to buy the houses she sells by giving them ice cold stares I'm sure" Blaine gave Sebastian a sideways glance, he's always known that Sebastian was never particularly fond of Quinn ever since Sebastian found out that she thought of him as a "trashy bad influence". Sebastian was Blaine's best friend but sometimes he could be a little…frisky for his own good. When they were younger he would always talk Blaine into going to the sketchiest of places like strip clubs, peep shows, and XXX movie theatres, and the fact that Sebastian was gay and Blaine was not didn't help at all, going to a gay strip club wasn't Blaine's cup of tea. But their friendship was strong, they helped each other through a lot and they both knew each other's secrets and weakness'. When Blaine and Quinn started dating when they were 18, Sebastian supported it and he stood at the altar and was Blaine's best man when Blaine finally decided to marry her. And Blaine would be there for Sebastian if he ever decided to settle down...yeah right.

"She's fine, she's selling houses like mad all over the lima area, we don't see each other every night as we like too but it comes with the territory I guess" Blaine's eyes never left the screen of his computer as he talked, he knew that if he did that he would start to look back at all the lonely nights he has faced in bed alone causing a lot of pent up energy to travel south and he just couldn't bare it.

"Mmm, good! Well I'm going to let you get back to your numbers and calculators don't forget we're still on for the bar tonight right?" Sebastian said expectantly "yeah sure, don't say I didn't warn you if I turn out to be a downer though, you know Quinn doesn't like me drinking"

"Noted"

Blaine went back to focus on his work when he heard a ring from his office phone, he swiftly answered it putting it on speakerphone "yes"

"Mr. Anderson, Figgins wants to see you in his office right away" a woman's voice chimed in through the speaker. "Thank you Amber" Blaine hung up and blew out air slowly running his hands over his face, let's just get this over with he said to himself. He walked out of his office and wasn't surprised when he saw all his colleagues' office doors were closed, most of them wanted their privacy while they worked. The only reason he kept his open was because he felt lonely with the door closed and nowadays he tried to escape loneliness as much as possible, that and Sebastian liked to walk in every 30 minutes whenever he pleased. The corporate office was very lavish, it reminded Blaine of a Hilton hotel lobby but a lot more spacious. When he first arrived here 6 years ago he remembered how he thought he would never find his way around this place but now he knew it like the back of his hand. He arrived at Figgins floor and gave his receptionist a friendly smile as he walked past her, both knowing he didn't need a reason to see Figgins, he knocked on the door and a very serious voice responded

"Come in"

Blaine opened the door to find Figgins with his white shirt, red sweater vest and very out of style brown blazer sitting at his desk with a neutral look on his face. "Blaine, have a seat" Figgins motioned towards one of the two chairs in front of his desk. Blaine did as he was told, even though Figgins could be a bit a fool, he knew he took himself very seriously and meant business all the time. "Is there a problem Mr. Figgins? Was there a problem with the 3 accounts I sent last week?" Blaine said, trying to beat Figgins to the punch as to the reason why he was there, "No Blaine they were just fine, I've called you here because I have some very serious business to discuss" Figgins leaned forward on his desk as if he was about to tell Blaine a secret. "Um, sure what is it?"

"The companies work progress reports were not as acceptable as I would like them to be, I've been thinking of a way to help make the workload for you and your co workers a little less tense, at first I thought of maybe hiring personal assistants but I quickly got rid of that idea when I realized that would mean paying assistants money that the company doesn't have" Figgins said, Blaine kept a reasonable face as he said that but in his head he knew Figgins was lying, their company was doing great, stocks were amazing and they were recognized in every business newspaper in Lima and beyond. So what was Figgins angle here?

When Blaine didn't respond, Figgins continued "So I've come up with the idea of interns, for the next few months we will have new Interns come in, some who strive to be accountants, some who just need something to do over the summer during college break, I want you to show our very first intern the ropes…" as Figgins continued about all things he was to teach this intern, it occurred to Blaine as to what he was up to, he wanted to hire these interns so his bosses would see that he was altruistic and willing to "give back" to the community in a way, basically Figgins was showing off because his job was probably on the line. "Do you understand Mr. Anderson?" Blaine snapped out of his thoughts and automatically complied "yes sir, when is this program set to begin exactly?" Blaine asked, he figured if he was going to have some young annoying kid following him around he should get prepared. "Immediately, he should be waiting outside the office right now" Figgins pressed a button on his office phone and held it "Diana can you please send Mr. Hummel in" he took his hand off the button and as a a knock on the door was heard "Come in" Figgins said.

The door opened and Blaine looked in anticipation as to what this "Mr. Hummel" looked liked. The boy walked in and Blaine nearly had to stop his eyes from widening, he was….angelic to say the least. The boy had smooth pale skin, perfectly coiffed brown hair and he wore a v-neck t shirt with a very expensive looking vest with the tightest fitting pants know to man. Blaine stood as Figgins spoke "Mr. Hummel! So glad to have you on board! This is my personal accountant Blaine Anderson he will be your guide during your internship". The boy turned to Blaine a gave him the most perfect smile and held out his hand "Hello, I'm Kurt Hummel" Blaine instinctively took his hand and shook it holding longer than necessary, he looked into the boy's crystal blue eyes and said "Blaine"