A/N: Hey guys. This is a new Fic that I'm working on. I'm still going to be uploading for From Past to Present so don't worry, it's not forgotten. I just had this idea in my head, and I had to get it out. It is going to be multichapter, and I hope you guys enjoy it. (Also, there may be some storylines that are confusing, but will make sense in coming chapters). Enjoy, and happy readings. Happy Holidays! JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.

A Long Time Ago, We Used to Be Friends...

Chapter One: The One With the Future

It had been almost two years since the day they had graduated highschool. Okay, so two years, not that big a deal right? Well, for Rachel and Finn it was a pretty big deal, because it meant they could finally get married, not that it was like, hard or anything, it's just; they wanted to wait until they were Sophomores in college before tying the knot. Everyone they knew from their lives was going to be there, and they could finally share with their family and friends their love for one another. Of course, with the good, comes the bad, and not everything was going to go smoothly for Rachel and Finn's big day.

The flowers were delivered late, the weather was taking a turn for the worst, and Finn's step-brother hadn't arrived yet, not that it was shocking, Kurt rarely saw his family anymore, and what he did see of them, was purely just for holidays and special occasions. He and Finn were still close, but after Burt and Blaine's fight during Kurt's senior year, the countertenor had cut all ties to his father, and graduated from Dalton with honours, before moving with Blaine to New York. This would be the first time in two years that Rachel will be seeing her best-friend and his boyfriend, considering that they didn't graduate from McKinley with them, having attended Dalton, and after the New Directions lost at Nationals, she had cut ties with Kurt, stating that she couldn't focus on the past, but she had to focus on the future. She'd overhear the phone call that Finn and Kurt had shared, where Kurt said he would come to the wedding, for Finn, but not for the stuck-up bitch he was marrying. Finn just chuckled, and the two went on to talk about something else.

If Rachel had wanted to make things worse, she would have told Finn off for laughing at an insult about her, but she didn't. Things were bad enough with the Hudmel's already; she didn't need to make it any worse, by sticking her big nose into other people's business. If Kurt wanted to hate her, then it was fine. It's not like she was unhappy with her life, in fact, she was the happiest she's been in years, and soon enough she'll be Mrs. Finn Hudson. But that's getting a little ahead in the story. We're going to go back and start at the beginning of the Glee Kids' senior years. Dalton, McKinley and two show Choirs, who have nothing in common, but one single person... Kurt Hummel... and even though they're not friends anymore, Rachel knows that even when they're two hours apart at different schools, Kurt will, in some way, still have her back... So, here goes nothing...

SENIOR YEAR 2011

William McKinley Highschool, Lima Ohio

2011 Sectionals Competition

They were competing against each other. Any minute now, the Warblers would be stepping onto the stage, to present their set list to the entire McKinley auditorium. Kurt wasn't nervous, he doesn't get nervous, he was more, annoyed that they had to be back in this place for Sectionals. He knew that New Directions were in the audience, and it's not like he hates all of them, just a select few he can't stand, Rachel being one of them. Blaine was standing beside him, warming up his vocal chords, the soft sound filling the air. They've been growing even closer together, after Kurt moved in with Blaine and his aunt after he and his father had a falling out. Blaine's aunt was quite happy to take them in, and let them share one room, considering that she lives in a three bedroom house with her husband and daughter, Blaine's cousin Chelsea. Kurt doesn't mind though, its good practice for when he and Blaine actually move to New York, and half the time they're not at the house anyway. They both board at Dalton, only home for the weekends and holidays. It's been that way since the middle of last year...

As Aural Intensity files off the stage, Wes Montgomery, head of the Warblers council calls them to formation on the stage, plastering fake smiles on their faces. None of the Warblers wanted to come to McKinley. They all know what Kurt went through, and being here doesn't exactly help the healing process he's meant to be undertaking. Blaine kissed his cheek, before the group took their places on the stage, and the lights came up. Kurt looked briefly around, smiling, as Blaine started singing the opening lines to Snow Patrol's Chasing Cars, the Warblers' harmonising in the background. Kurt can see his step-brother bobbing his head along. He's sitting beside Puck and Sam, who are also enjoying the song. Behind Finn, he can see the faint outline of Rachel Berry, her eyes glued to the stage, sadness in her eyes. Maybe she's finally realised that we're going to beat them, and go to Nationals without them. Only two groups can move on to Regional's, and there are three that performed here today, Kurt thought to himself as he moved around the familiar stage with his group.

Just forget the world... Blaine bowed with the rest of the Warblers as the song came to a close; the applause was loud, and unexpected, but welcomed. They sang another song, Nick and Jeff doing a duet on a Maroon 5 featuring Rihanna song, which wowed the audience once more, and before they knew it, they were done, filing off the stage, and straight... into the New Directions...

'Hey Kurt, great performance, you guys really killed it,' Sam said, pulling Kurt into a hug, which he happily returned

'Thanks Sam. Good luck to you guys, we'll be watching,' Kurt said, fist-bumping Puck, Mike, Rory and Artie as he followed the rest of the Warbler's out to the seats

'Hey Kurt, I hope one day you can forgive me...'Rachel Berry said out of the blue as Kurt and Blaine walked past her

'He's never going to forgive you Berry. Leave him the fuck alone, and stop showing up at Dalton wanting to talk to Blaine. None of us fall for it anymore. It's time you accepted that Kurt will never talk to you again. You may be dating his brother, but he doesn't have to acknowledge it,' Nick said, as Jeff tugged his arm

'Nick, let it go. She's too stubborn, stupid and short to understand you. If she wants to fuck up her own life, than let her. We've got more important things to do,' Kurt called, not looking at Rachel and Nick and Jeff joined them

Rachel stood there for a moment, watching as her ex-best-friend walked off, leaving a moment for the tears to fill her eyes, before the New Directions were introduced and she had to be on the stage. Kurt sat beside Blaine, holding his hand the entire performance, trying to look anywhere but at Rachel. He watched his goofy step-brother dance, laughing occasionally under his breath, chuckled when Puck and Sam broke character to play awesome air guitar solos in the middle of their routine, and clapped when the performance was finished. He knew that in an hour, after the judging was complete, he'd have to get up on that stage, with the Warblers, and stand beside Rachel Berry. He wasn't looking forward to it, and he could tell that none of the other Warblers were very happy about it either. The lights came on, and an intermission for judging was given. Kurt and Blaine stood with the rest of the Warblers, and made their way out of the auditorium, to the cafeteria, where refreshments were being served. Kurt was looking around, taking in his old school, all the pain he'd been through, all the times that his friends weren't there for him, pretended he didn't exist, betray and backstab him until he was nothing but a broken boy, who didn't think living was worth it anymore. That was six months ago though. He transferred to Dalton halfway through junior year, met Blaine, fell in love and the rest is history. Of course, his life still sucks, but Blaine, Dalton and the Warblers help alot with that. He's going to counselling, to help him get over the anxiety from the attack that prompted his transfer, and it is helping.

...

The Warblers were sitting around one of the tables, Wes and David laughing at something the twins Elijah and Emanuel were saying, whilst others engaged in private conversations. Kurt had warned Nick and Jeff, who were gay also, that they couldn't be too affectionate here, given the past, they had all decided it would be better if they weren't too close together, or caught holding hands, even though Kurt and Blaine had been doing that same thing not ten minutes ago. They didn't want to cause any unnecessary drama, and flaunting their relationships in people's faces, was in the best sense of the word... causing 'Drama'. Elijah and Emmanuel had taken to psyching out their competition as they passed through the cafe to the lines. The twins were Dalton's pranksters and resident bad boys. Well, they're nice and all that, they just have a habit of causing trouble wherever they go, and it seems that even at McKinley they could do some damage. Kurt needed some time to be alone, standing and leaving the group of Warblers, for the deserted halls of William McKinley Highschool. In amongst his wonderings he found himself in the choir room. Nothing had changed. The chairs were still aligned around the room, the piano still stood in its same corner, and Mr. Schue's office was still clean and sporting Glee Club Posters, one of which was taken last year, before Kurt had left, when they'd made it to Sectionals. That was just before the attack and transfer. Such fake happiness radiating off all of them, that Kurt wanted to go in there and smash the frame the picture was in, refraining from doing so though.

Kurt was so caught up in the memories; he didn't hear the people behind him until Tina spoke, softly, but loud enough for the members of ND to hear, and to make Kurt turn around.

'It's good to see you Kurt. It's been a long time,' she said, stepping forward and engulfing him in a one sided hug

'You guys were good. I especially liked Puck and Sam's air guitars. Wes and David were quite impressed,' Kurt said, fist bumping the two and chuckling

'It wasn't planned. We were all meant to be standing around me, showcasing my talents, and backups were-'

'Rachel, no one cares about you. No one likes you. This is why I left McKinley. Because no one cares about me, all they care about are themselves minus, Puck, Sam, Finn, Santana and Brittany, who have been in contact with me since my transfer. I have to go, they're announcing the winners,' Kurt said, leaving the room and heading back towards the auditorium, kicking a locker as he passed by it.

Kurt found Blaine when he entered the auditorium. His boyfriend was standing with Wes and David, laughing about something that Elijah and Emmanuel had done during their break. Blaine, noticing Kurt's sudden attitude change, walked over to him, slipping his arms around his waist, and placing a chaste kiss to his lips. Kurt smiled slightly, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder, to let the other know that he's okay for the moment. As they were called on stage, Kurt noticed Rachel and Finn arguing over something, but didn't bother saying anything, instead brushing past like they weren't even there, shooting his step-brother a small smile, before continuing onto the stage. Mercedes and Tina tried to catch his eye, but he wouldn't look at them. They knew why, they had all the chances in the world to believe him, but they didn't. They couldn't believe him, and now they were paying for it, and would most likely be paying for it forever. Kurt lost alot this past summer, and he's not going to lose anything else important to him... He's not losing Blaine, or Dalton, or the Warblers, or his friendships with Puck, Sam, Finn, Santana, Brittany... he's not giving up on any of them, because they're all he has left, and in Lima Ohio, that's alot to have.

They were standing side by side... the New Directions and The Warblers were both going to Regional's. The Warblers had placed first, and ND second, but that still meant they were both going, much to the dismay of Kurt and Blaine, who, along with the other Warblers, didn't even clap in congratulations. Of course, Puck, Sam, Santana and Brittany wouldn't take it the wrong way, they knew the whole story after all, and if it hadn't of been for Quinn, (Quinn had come to see Kurt and Blaine two months ago to explain that she was sorry, and that she wants Kurt's forgiveness, and to be his friend again. He and Blaine considered it, and decided that Quinn wasn't to blame, but they were still working on things) Santana and Brittany probably wouldn't be his friends right now either. Of course, Santana, Puck and Brittany were the first ones to believe Kurt, the other two, (Sam and Finn), had taken convincing, which was Kurt, broken and depressed, on the verge of taking his own life... that's what the problem was, that no one, other than those who did, cared what happened to him. None of them...

The Warblers were off the stage and out the doors of the auditorium before any of the New Directions could stop them. Kurt was shaking, and he wanted to be out of this school so bad, he'd do anything to be back on the bus, on his way back to Dalton, laughing with his friends... Blaine had his arm around Kurt's waist, protecting him from this harsh world, challenging anyone who came near them to say something whilst they were surrounded by the Warblers. Once they were on the bus, Kurt broke down in sobs, Blaine just hugging his boyfriend to him, his heart-breaking at the sound of his boyfriend's sobs. The comforting gesture of Blaine rubbing his hand in circles on Kurt's back was the sign he needed to know that he was with someone that cares. His boyfriend loves him, and vice- versa he's surrounded by people that care about him, which is why he's glad that Wes and David don't start making innuendo's about them, and why their shushing motions to the rest of the bus are warning enough to the Warblers, who remain relatively silent the whole way back to Dalton, not even saying anything, as Blaine carries Kurt's now sleeping body into the dorms, comforting pats on the back, and small smiles, filling the void of silence.

They're back in their door room when Kurt wakes up, sitting up, knees to chest, wrapping his arms around himself, cheek resting on his knee as he rocks back and forth slightly, Blaine knowing he needs to leave Kurt alone to let him figure things out, even though he just wants to lock them in this room, away from all the people that make them feel like this. He considers calling Dr. Paul, Kurt's therapist, but he knows that at the moment, what Kurt needs is time to relax, and become himself again, which has been happening easier often. Blaine pulls his history book back onto his lap, trying to read the sentence, and do his homework, but is failing dramatically with thoughts of Kurt, and how he wants to punch all ND in the head for being jerks. He knows he can't of course, that would make all of this so much worse, but he can imagine what it would be like... he can imagine the thrill and the adrenaline he would feel, taking all his emotions out on the people who make his and Kurt's lives hell. Instead, Blaine walks over to the punching bag he and Kurt brought so they could practice and protect each other and themselves, and starts warming up. He knows it's not going to change anything, but it helps him direct his anger.

'Are you guys alright? Do you need us to do anything?' Wes asked, stepping into the room, where Blaine was punching the bag and Kurt was, now lying on his stomach, watching his boyfriend

'We're fine. It's just not fair that any of us should have to go through that, and we all knew going back to McKinley would be hard. We'll be fine. I need to shower though, because I smell,' Blaine said, leaving Wes and Kurt in the bedroom, to use their ensuite bathroom

'Are you alright Kurt? I mean, really alright?' Wes asked, sitting on the bed beside his friend

'I'm getting there. Blaine and I will talk, and he'll make it better, I'll cry like a girl for another hour, and then we'll sleep, and I'll wake up tomorrow and be fine. I promise Wes,' Kurt said, patting his shoulder and smiling, pulling the latest copy of Vouge towards him while he waits for Blaine.

...

Wes was gone by the time Blaine re-entered the bedroom, Kurt was sitting with his back against the headboard, flipping through his math book, having finished Vouge ten minutes ago. Smiling, Blaine pulled on his sweatpants and a T-shirt he uses for sleeping, and crawled up the bed, snuggling into Kurt, who smiled, kissing his temple and smoothing his hair down a little. Blaine sighed into the touch, closing his eyes as the comfort and scent of Kurt washed over him, allowing him to drift off peacefully into sleep, his dreams filled with visions of the future, of him and Kurt, of love and happiness, of those who are true friends, and to the family there are going to make. Kurt felt Blaine move beside him. Figuring it was time they both slept, Kurt put his math book away, snuggled down into the covers, and switched off the light, spooning his boyfriend, as the light from the stars outside washed through the dorm room window...

Kurt and Blaine woke to a crashing from outside their dorm room, and then people yelling something, that sounded quite like a profanity at another person. This was not the wakeup call that Kurt wanted so early on a Sunday morning; in fact he'd rather not have been woken up at all. The two boys scrambled out of bed, and over to the door, yanking it open, only to see Wes, David and Finn in a Mexican stand-off at the door to the Warbler common room. Kurt wasn't surprised, his step-brother was never one for keeping quiet, nor was he one for knocking or being polite, especially lately, since everything with Kurt and his father had gone completely and horribly wrong, Finn didn't know what to do. On one hand, he knew what Burt had said and done was wrong, but Kurt was wrong too, he shouldn't have been so stupid as to think that Burt wouldn't have a problem with it. Kurt had his bitch-glare pointed at his step-brother, Blaine had his arms crossed, glaring at his two best-friends, who were sporting childish grins at the knowledge that, not only had they been caught, but they now have to endure the wrath of Kurt Hummel... and that's not something they're looking forward to.

Finn is standing awkwardly between them, looking between Blaine and Kurt, notcing their dishelmed appearances. I hope they're being safe! Argh, why did I think that? now I have images of Kurt and Blaine having sex in my head... argh... Rachel, boobs... Finn thought, closing his eyes, and shaking his head once, before opening them again, to find Kurt and Blaine in front of him, staring at him, waiting for the reason that he's here, at Dalton, at seven am on a Sunday, without a pass, or even the common sense to call. It's Blaine that points this out, shifting uncomfortably as the taller one turns to address them

'Burt's sick,' is all Finn says, not expecting the reaction he gets from Kurt, who scoffs, and plonks himself down on one of the couches in the common room

'Typical. He's probably guilt eating. Carole can't stop him anymore than I could. Is it bad? Because if he's going to die, then I'll go see him, but I won't if he's going to be alright,' Kurt said, looking to his step-brother

'He's going to be fine, but he wants to see you,' Finn replied, running a hand through his hair

'No thanks. You can go home now Finn, I'll see you for Friday night dinner,' Kurt said, smiling slightly and standing, gesturing to Wes and David that he wasn't done with them, before stepping back into his and Blaine's dorm room, and slamming the door

'I think we're done here now Finn. We'll see you on Friday night, if Kurt feels up to attending. Tell Carole we send our regards,' Blaine said, following his boyfriend's footsteps, only he doesn't slam the door

'Haven't you and your "friends" caused enough trouble? Finn, we know you love Kurt, we do too, but forcing him and his dad to make-up, isn't going to work. You can come back to visit, just, call first,' David said, patting the taller boy on the shoulder, before he and Wes turn to walk off.

Finn sighed as he made his way back out to the truck. It took him so long to believe Kurt about the attack and it wasn't until he hears it straight from the guy's mouth, after Puck and Sam cornered Kurt's attacker, that he believed he'd been wrong about everything, but by then, it was too late. His relationship with Kurt was strained. Sure, they still speak, but not as much as they used to. Not the way that Finn wants, because he wants to be able to playfully tease or mock Kurt, or throw innuendos at him and Blaine when they're together, or play COD with Kurt and get his ass kicked. He doesn't want silence over the kitchen table, or looks from Burt to Blaine that could end up ruining things more. They're all trying, they really are, but some things are better left unsaid, and all the times that Finn has wanted to say something, he's been forced to choose a side. It's either he agrees with Kurt and Blaine, or he agrees with his mother and Burt. The two hour drive back to Lima gives Finn alot of time to think about everything... He remembers the fight between Kurt, Blaine and Burt from last year, he remembers Kurt moving out, and then moving in with Blaine and his Aunt, he remembers the last time he and Kurt had just "hung out" like siblings. Silent tears started falling down his cheeks, and all he could think of were the broken memories, the images of Kurt, broken, crying, bloody, and Blaine... he wishes he could have gotten to know his brother's boyfriend better before all of this. He wishes alot of things...

Finn's phone buzzes with a text. He pulls over, to find it's from Blaine...

To: Finn Hudson-Hummel

Kurt told me to tell you to tell Burt that he sends his well wishes. Don't try to push him Finn, sometimes we can't forgive the ppl we love when they betray us.

From: Blaine Anderson

Once more, Finn sighed, before typing a reply and pressing send. He sits for a moment, contemplating things, before starting the car, and resuming the drive back to Lima. At Dalton, Blaine receives a reply from Finn, as he and Kurt talk about the latest fashions in Vouge...

To: Blaine Anderson

I get it dude. I'll tell Burt. We'll see you guys on Friday.

From: Finn Hudson-Hummel

Kurt reads the text over his boyfriend's shoulder, smiling weakly at the thought of sitting through dinner in another stony silence. He wonders why he bothers to keep going, but then he remembers it's his only chance to see Finn and Carole, and keep his mother's memory alive, after all, there's nothing more important than family, he just has to accept that his father isn't that anymore... besides, he has a better family. He's got Blaine, Dalton, the Warblers, and Cora, Blaine's aunt, Puck, Sam, Santana, Brittany, Finn... and to get him through anything, that's all he needs...

Well, that's the first chapter done. Like is said, I had this idea floating around in my head, and I had to get it down. Let me know what you guys think. :) JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D.