AN: This is my first fic. it is very short. It is Kurtty. if you review, please no flames.
Kurt looked out over the city. Angel was right, from the top of the AT&T sky-scraper the view was awesome. A few minuets ago he was with Amanda, yelling about something he'd rather not remember. It was a warm night but windy at that hight; his long indigo locks danced around his face and tickled his nose.
Suddenly he heard the sound of gigantic flapping wings. He craned his neck until he saw Angel.
"Hi," Angel greeted him.
"Hey," Kurt replied sadly.
"Bad day? Let me guess, girl trouble." He seemed to know everything sometimes.
Kurt nodded meekly. "I think Amanda and I broke up."
"Ahh...," he said knowingly. "How did it happen?"
"We got into a fight." Kurt said. "I don't even remember what it was about!"
"You know," Angel began. "Instead of being here all alone, there is someone else down at the mansion who would love to be your shoulder to cry on."
"Really. Who?" asked Kurt, raising his eye brows.
"You'll just have to guess," he said mysteriously. With that he stood and spread his wings to take off. "Oh, alright, I'll give you a clue: she loves her pet dragon." Then he did a swan dive off the roof.
He looked around in confusion, until he thought of the answer. You could practically hear the click in his brain. A nanosecond later he was gone with a soft bamf!