Kurt rolled his eyes as Blaine sat at his feet with puppy dog eyes. "Kurt come on" Blaine pleaded.
"If you do not stop Harassing me, I will have to take this up with the School authorities" Kurt glared at Blaine, Blaine was dressed in his Dalton uniform. Kurt wore his uniform as a submissive, it was the same as Blaine but with a bow and skirt.
"Kurt come on, it's not fair at all" Blaine pleaded.
"You are Italian, the Anderson family and I am a Hummel, German. We have been at war for 59 years" Kurt said. "Why then should I go on a date with you?"
"Think about how many lives will be saved if we date, no more blood feud. Plus you'd bag a hot boyfriend" Blaine smiled.
Kurt glared at Anderson for a moment. He uncrossed his legs and shut his eyes in thought. If he indeed married the Anderson heir his family would have to stop the feud, the deaths reduced and they would have teamed up. Suddenly he felt something dripping on his shoe, he opened his eyes. Blaine had tilted his head to see between Kurt's legs and his nose was dripping blood. Kurt quickly shut his legs tight and stood up with his face bright red.
"Fuck you, you pervert!" Kurt snapped before leaving, not before giving Anderson a slap to the cheek.
Kurt pushed open the door, Jeff and Nick, Blaine's Dalton body guards ran in to inspect Blaine.
Kurt walked away.
"So how did you fuck this up?" Jeff asked.
"From what we heard he was considering dating you" Nick commented.
"Shit, how bad is my face?" Blaine asked, Nick rose a brow.
"Well asides from the imprint of a slap on your face, it's fine" Nick replied, Blaine groaned.
"I almost had him, he uncrossed his legs, I saw a glimpse of his underwear. To keep staring at it I just had to tilt my head a bit. My nose started bleeding and he put 2 and 2 together." Blaine smiled.
"That is kind of sad" Jeff commented, Blaine's hand reached up for his swollen cheek, he could not help but smile.
"What is sad is how much he is savoring the pain, as if it's a glass of wine" Nick corrected.
"You two are meant to be on my side." Blaine said sadly.
"We are but you almost had him, you could have been swimming in the forbidden sea but you gave it up to stare at his underwear" Jeff said.
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"He is such a freak" Kurt groaned to Quinn and Santana. "Seriously, he behaves so-"
"There is a reason we don't associate with the Italians" Quinn commented, Kurt sighed as he ate his salad.
"I wish I could eat a whole cheese cake" Santana sighed. "Sick of this crappy food, my Mexican third eye say give lame Anderson a try"
"No thank you, I rather date that French prick than that reject" Kurt pinched the bridge of his nose. He hated Blaine Anderson, the guy had been bothering Kurt since he came to Dalton last year. Always in his face, always bothering him and always making obscene puns and pick up line that mad Kurt want to strangle the guy.
"By French you mean Sebastian right" Santana asked. Kurt sighed before stabbing his plate with his plastic fork. "Whatever Lady face" Santana sighed as she ate a piece of lettuce.
"Italians are filth, the Anderson family is the lowest of the lows and we Germans will be the ones to rule Ohio in the end." Quinn snapped.
"Quinn you are not even in any family" Santana replied. "You don't understand Family law or the agreement."
"The Italians killed my father, whether or not I belong to a family I resent them"Quinn snapped.
"Someone did not take her PMS medicine today" Santana sighed before pushing her tray forward."why the fuck can't I eat a fucking cheese burger, chips and a milk shake?" Santana glared at Kurt as if he had been the one to stop her.
"Why are you looking at me, it's not like I told you to watch your weight" Kurt snapped. Santana rolled her eyes with a groan.
"Yeah well I see you eating cheesecake for dinner, why the fuck are you not fat?" Santana snapped. "You don't have periods and you don't gain a lot of weight. I am staring to fucking think you got the better end of the stick"
"In evolution?" Kurt giggled. "But that new guy is hot"
"Kurt, unlike Lucy kabusy over here, we are heirs to the mob throne, that automatically cancels out normal guys. Either you date and marry from your mob or from another mob, you know this." Santana was the heiress to the Spanish cartel. She like myself, Sebastian Smithe, Blaine Anderson were one day going to be the next generation.
Dalton was the place the richest people sent their children away to for protection and safety. The school was under all mob protection.
"Not as if you have much of an option either, you are an acquired taste. Bitch, gay, sub with a pussy instead of a prick." Santana pointed out.
"And because of that I should date Anderson?" Kurt asked. "Honey I am far from desperate"
"Top of his class, both academics and special classes" Santana commented. Special classes were for children whose background was not exactly clean, we are taught how to fight and use weapons. "Not bad looking, except got the gel hair. He speaks multiple languages and he likes you"
"You forget the fact that our families have been feuding for 59 years and he is a fucking pervert" Kurt added. "It is so obvious he just wants to smash"
"My point is a date will not kill you, he has been on you for a year. Really strong determination for someone who simply wants to smash."Santana said.
"Forget her, screw Anderson"Quinn said, Kurt rose a brow. "What I mean is fuck Anderson" Quinn said. Kurt stared at her blankly. "Put a bullet in his head when he is not fucking looking"
"The agreement states wards below the age of 21 and Submissive partners not in a position of authority can/should be not be harmed in any altercation." Kurt replied. "The simple act of killing him will cause the 5 families to reign down on mine"
"You know a lot about the agreement" Quinn said cautiously.
"I don't plan to hand over my birthright just because fate has a sense of humor and made me a submissive. I will be the next head" Kurt said calmly. "Whoever I am with will understand that"
Kurt paused to stared at the table, the fly had been in the same position since Lunch began, just on the table near Kurt's hand. He looked a bit closer at the fly, it was a sound transmitter. They were not discussing anything personal so why would someone spy on him?
He lifted his tray and crushed it, the person must be really stupid if they think he would discuss important business in an open place.
Hearing a yelp he tired to see Blaine had stood up and then doubled over, his hands pressed flat on his ears as he swore like a sailor. Kurt smirked, he lifted his tray to pick up the mechanical fly. He stood up and walked over to Anderson and his goons, he dropped the fly on Blaine's cheeseburger before walking back to his table.
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"You guys are the worst, I told you to put it near Quinn not Kurt." Blaine groaned. "Now he will think I am a stalker"
"You mean more so than usual?" Jeff asked. "Don't you think you should just date someone else? You don't even have Kurt's number. We have been chasing him for a year"
"It's going to be Kurt, Kurt and I will rule this damn city together." Blaine snapped. Anger cracking through his delicate mask of smiles."It is important all hands be on deck because even if it's going to take 10 years Kurt is no longer going to be Hummel but Anderson"
"Chill, Jeff was just kidding around. We know how important Kurt is to you, we just have to come up with something better" Nick said quickly. It made Blaine calm down.
"Something a lot better that will let Kurt know you are serious and not lame" Jeff added. "You said he thinks you just want to smash"
"Perhaps making a formal request my family asking his would make him happier" Blaine said.
"The Hummel clan hate us, they would never agree to it." Nick reminded.
"Just one date, why is he so difficult. I just want to make him love me" Blaine groaned.
"Try going to his room to ask him out, it may be better." Nick commented.
"Last time I went there I stole his underwear, not allowed in anymore." Blaine commented nervously. "His door says 'No Blaine Anderson' so-"
"Could he know about project last man standing" Jeff asked. "Perhaps if he knows how far Blaine is willing to go for him-"
"I think Nick should be the only one giving advice, that statement was so stupid." Blaine glared at Jeff. "Imagine this, Hi Kurt I get rid of every guy that shows interest in you, now that I am the only one, you better date me because there will be no one else."
"That is how restraining orders are formed" Nick sighed.
"So back to the drawing board?" Jeff asked to confirm.
"Yes back to the drawing fucking board" Nick groaned.
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Kurt sighed when there was a knock on his room door, He walked over to open it only to have a bouquet of roses thrust into his arms.
"Blaine these are beautiful" Kurt commented.
Then the music started.
Nick began the song ,The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
Jeff:(mmmm)
Nick: You come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now
Take my hand, stop
Put Van The Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance
And now I'm singing like
Blaine began singing; Kurt, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me
Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead
Jeff and Nick: (mmmm)
Blaine: I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Oh I oh I oh I oh I
I'm in love with your body
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with the shape of you
One week in we let the story begin
We're going out on our first date
Nick and Jeff:(mmmm)
Blaine: You and me are thrifty
So go all you can eat
Fill up your bag and I fill up a plate
We talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour
And how your family is doing okay
Leave and get in a taxi, then kiss in the backseat
Tell the driver make the radio play
And I'm singing like
Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me
Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead
I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Nick and Jeff:Oh I oh I oh I oh I
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Nick and Jeff:Oh I oh I oh I oh I
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Nick and Jeff:Oh I oh I oh I oh I
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with the shape of you
Blaine: Come on, be my baby, come on
Nick and Jeff:Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Blaine: I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
Last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Nick and Jeff:Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Nick and Jeff:Come on, be my baby, come on
Come on, be my baby, come on
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Nick and Jeff:Come on, be my baby, come on
Nick and Jeff: Come on, be my baby, come on
Blaine: I'm in love with your body
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with the shape of you
Blaine ended panting and out of breath, he gave Kurt an unsure smile before turning to look at Nick who gave him two thumbs up.
"Can I come in so we can talk?" Blaine asked nervously, Kurt but his lip for a moment before nodding his head. Blaine was dressed in a tux and Kurt had to admit Blaine looked good in it.
"As long as you do not sniff my underwear like last time" Kurt replied. He shut the door behind Blaine. Blaine stood awkwardly as Kurt carried a vase to the bathroom to fill with water. He could see Kurt's underwear drawer, he wanted to move closed but didn't.
Kurt came back and set the flowers in the vase on the desk. He sat on the bed and motioned Blaine to do the same.
"I love you" Blaine said simply. Kurt stared blankly for a moment. "I guess the first time was when you first arrived and handed Dave Karofsky his butt, you didn't need a savior. Then your smile is the prettiest thing I have ever seen and when you laugh." Blaine felt his cheeks turn red.
"You don't feel the same way" Kurt replied. " I will probably never feel the same way about you"
Kurt sighed he leaned into Blaine and their lips met for a moment. Blaine was sure he wasn't on this planet again, his stomach was in knots.
"I guess I did feel a small spark, Friday 6:30pm breadstix" Kurt replied. He proceeded to kick Blaine out without another word.
"Blaine are you alright?" Nick asked as he snapped a finger before Blaine's face. Blaine stared blankly at Jeff.
"Should we ask Kurt what is wrong with Blaine?" Jeff asked.
"Another rejection I bet" Nick sighed before pinching the bridge of his nose.
"He said he would go on a date with me!" Blaine corrected. "He kissed me"
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Kurt felt slightly bad, he only agreed to date Blaine to piss off his dad. His dad kept talking about him and Sebastian getting together and how good it would be for both family's.
Friday night at bread sticks would be his announcement to his father. He would not be used as a bargaining chip, the kiss was to see if they had chemistry to pull off a couple in love.
Blaine had said some things that made Kurt feel even worse for using Blaine Anderson, still he had told his father he had a high level member of an important family.
The next morning Kurt felt worse when Blaine had sent a tray delivery of French toast, coffee, syrup, muffins etc to him.
Blaine carried Kurt's books too, acting like a gentleman.
Kurt hated the fact Blaine was being so nice to him because he was going to use Blaine Anderson as a front to gain what he always wanted. Power.
Lunch came around and Blaine had sat at his table beside him, he looked genuinely happy that Kurt 'agreed' to give him a chance.
Kurt felt like a horrible person.
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Burt Hummel hated when he and Kurt fought. The Anderson and Spanish Cartel had joined forces now They had 45% of the power in Ohio, to keep in check The Hummel family needed to merge with the French to be able to fend off any future attack.
He had paired Kurt with the Smythe Kid because the guy was smart, okay looking and he understood how a Family was run. He would be the next head of both families with Kurt at his side.
He wondered when Kurt even got a boyfriend?Burt was not a man for suits and ties or any of those fancy stuff. He wore flannel unlike others. Burt Hummel took out his phone from his pocket.
"Joe, I need an arranged murder set up tomorrow" Burt smirked. "Good bye to Kurt's boyfriend" it was nothing Personal"