Summary: A sudden stumble and fall leads to Kurt meeting a girl unlike anyone he has ever met. After changing everything Kurt has ever known something happens to alter not only him but the other members of the Glee club. Who will Kurt turn to in the aftermath? Slash Kurt/Puck. VERY DARK THEMES!
Chapter 1:
A loud clang echoed through the hallway of Mckinley High School as Kurt closed his locker door with a swing of his hip. The hallway was now empty, which was odd at that point in the day. Kurt leaned down to grab his satchel and Spanish book resting neatly at his feet. As he stood he felt a pair of strong sinewy arms wrap seductively around his narrow middle. He let out a squeak, letting the Spanish book haphazardly fall back to the floor.
"Noah Puckerman…what have I told you about sneaking up on me?" Kurt asked with tone of mock anger. Secretly, the feeling of Noah's arms around him gave him a thrill that sent waves of chills up his spine. The feeling never got old for him. Sometimes he even felt himself ache for the feeling of those shock waves throughout his body.
"How come every time I do this you jump you freak out like some dude is trying to mug you?" Noah replied good-naturedly.
Rolling his ocean blue eyes, Kurt sighed. As if this wasn't a question they obviously went over time and time again.
"I don't do that and you know that. And you know why I jump." Patting Noah's hand gently and stepping out of his warm arms Kurt leaned down and snatch the Spanish book on the cold tiled floor. "After months of slushy facials and dumpster tosses, I think my senses are out of whack."
"Alright, princess." Noah said lifting his arms in mock surrender, a smirk playing across the shadows of his lips. "I will make my presence known before I wrap my arms around your sweet little body."
A giggle escaped Kurt's mouth. Swinging his satchel strap over his shoulder he raised his hands to Noah's face. His fingers whispered over Noah's jaw.
Growling, he pulled Kurt to him with a delicate aggression. He leaned in close and let his lips gently tickle Kurt's ear.
"Can I sneak a quick kiss before I head off to class?" Noah's voice was low and thick with lust. Before any answer could be made, Noah quickly pulled back and fused his lips to Kurt's, inciting a lustful moan. Kurt leaned back against his locker, pulling the taller boy against him. Stolen kisses like this were fine with him in the empty halls. The fear of being seen was temporarily distant from his mind.
Noah felt Kurt run his hands over the curve of his spine, inciting a welcome shiver throughout his body. He pulled away knowing anymore of this kiss and very bad things would happen in the halls.
Annoyance etched across Kurt's delicate features and a pout was forming. Noah smirked knowing that normally a look like that would make him fall to his knees and give the smaller boy exactly what he wanted.
Before either boy could say another word a pair of hands shoved roughly into Noah's back sending him careening into the smaller boy. Kurt's head hit the locker with an eerie clang reminiscent of Kurt's locker shutting just minutes before.
Kurt lifted his head startled by a hard kick that made a clanging noise beneath him. He looked up to see his Spanish teacher, Mr. Schuester, looking at him with a mixture humor and disappointment. Kurt looked down thoroughly embarrassed. Blinking a few times he bit his lip and let the look that was normal for him fall on his face. That look that told everyone he was and always would be better than them.
He was in Spanish class.
He sighed slowly. 'Oh thank god it was only a dream!' Kurt thought before raising his eyes to look at his teacher. He struggled to keep that sheepish "Oh crap! I've been caught" look from his face.
"Are you with us again Kurt?" Mr. Schuester asked his foot tapping with a hint of impatience.
Kurt nodded feeling the dreaded heat surging through his cherub cheeks. His eyes blinked rapidly again as he tried to clear the last of the fog from his cobwebbed mind.
"Sorry Mr. Schue. I didn't mean to fall asleep." Kurt murmured his voice only a tad over a whisper.
"We will talk about it after class. For now could you please go to the board and conjugate the list of verbs I have written up there?" the teacher asked, pointing toward the black board.
Kurt nodded slightly and rose from his seat. Walking around Mr. Schue, he felt a hand gently grab his shoulder. Kurt turned to see his teacher quickly bring his hand to his mouth and brush his fingers over his lips indicating Kurt had indeed drooled his sleep.
He hastily swiped at his lips to remove the further humiliation of anyone spotting the drool settling below his lip. Closing his eyes for a split second, Kurt felt his usual superior mask slip easily over his face once again.
He walked the rest of the way to the board and easily conjugated the verbs. Spanish was almost too easy for Kurt and it took no effort to quickly handle the task. Setting the chalk in the tray he walked back to his wooden chair and slid in quick. He lowered his eyes as he felt the blush betraying his mask and settle back onto his cheeks.
The class flew by without further incident and before he even realized it the bell was ringing over head. Swinging his satchel strap back over his shoulder, he strode up to his teacher's desk. Mr. Schue was now settled in front of it, swiftly going through the test papers for his next class.
"So, care to explain why you were sleeping in my class?" Mr. Schue asked, his eyes never leaving the papers. Out of all his students, Kurt was the last one he ever expected to take a nap during class.
Kurt shrugged before answering. 'Why had I fallen asleep?' Kurt asked himself. It was something he never did.
"I don't know Mr. Schue. I guess I am just stressed with Glee, Cheerios, and all the homework." Recently, Kurt had been feeling the strain of his after school activities along with the homework he was inevitably assigned each day, but he knew that wasn't the real reason. For the past couple weeks, sleep had seemed to elude him. He was always kept awake by his rambling thoughts and musings. His mind raced faster than a horse at a race track every time he closed his eyes to fall into that much needed sleep that never seemed to come. The thoughts were always the same.
He thought about his sexuality, which while known, was not an excepted thing in Lima, Ohio. For the longest time he just never let other people bother him with their name calling and prank calls. He even let the slushy facials and dumpster dives roll off his shoulders. Lately, though, it felt as if all those things were coming back to haunt him and keep the precious idea of sleep away from him. That and the thoughts of Puck…
Kurt could feel the hated blush stain his cheeks again. Why did the mere thought of his name bring such a heated blush to his pale cheeks?
Mr. Schue sighed. "I know that people falling asleep in class happens all the time. Heck, I used to fall asleep when I was in school. But, Kurt, it's not the actual falling asleep that bothers me. It's the fact that it's YOU that's falling asleep. Is there anything you want to talk about? Maybe that will help." He raised his hand and raked his fingers through his mop of curls.
"Again, Mr. Schue, it's just stress. Really. Can I go now?" Kurt was growing impatient and a weird feeling was creeping its way into his stomach. It seemed like his teacher knew that it really wasn't the stress of his activities that caused him to fall asleep.
"Okay, but remember, Kurt, if you need to talk, my door is always open."
Kurt rolled his eyes as he turned away. Why did teachers always use that line? Very few students felt comfortable talking to their teacher about very personal problems. Yet somehow so many teachers seemed to use that same line.
"Thanks. I will remember that," Kurt said as he hurried to the door. Rounding the corner, Kurt felt himself slam into a body who seemed to be going as fast as he was around the same corner.
Papers flew from the kid's hands like rain as they both stumbled over each other. Kurt landed on his butt with a loud thud. He glanced up to see a very pretty, though not beautiful, girl leaning against the corner on which she had luckily caught herself.
Sitting for a minute, knowing that standing at the moment was not an option, he started to gather the papers strewn around him.
"You don't have to do that…" the girl said very softly. Her eyes were cast downwards as she fiddled with the scarf knotted at her neck. Kurt quickly forgot to be mad as he saw she was wearing an adorable Alexander McQueen chiffon skull-print scarf. The exact Alexander McQueen scarf he had wanted to get before deciding on his blue scarf.
''Oh, sweet Gaga! I love your scarf!" he said, all pain, papers, and floors forgotten.
"O-oh thank you," her voice still whispered. Kurt got the feeling that the girl didn't talk any louder than what he was already hearing. Her voice was deeper than he would have expected but still soft at the same time. He grinned, realizing that her stutter was exactly how his girl Tina's used to be before she got over her shyness.
Kurt brushed off his pants and smiled. "I'm Kurt…Kurt Hummel. Are you new? I swear I would have seen a girl dressed like you from miles away!" He knew he was rambling but he couldn't help but admire the brilliant outfit the girl was wearing.
"Alexi…Alexi Deturro. I just moved here from New York." A smile finally formed on her lips as she brushed her sleek black hair from her eyes. "I don't meet many guys outside of New York that even know who Alexander McQueen is!" Kurt could see her shoulders relax as she seemed to feel more comfortable around him.
Finally noticing the papers still spread across the floor, the pair quickly cleared the floor. Kurt glanced at the papers before handing them back to her. "Sheet music?" he said with a questioning tone.
"I-I-I sing, actually. Only in the shower, though." She quickly shoved the papers in her bag.
"We have a Glee club here! You should join!" Kurt said enthusiastically. Alexi shook her head vigorously.
"N-No…I am just trying to get through the school year so I can graduate…" Her voice went almost shrill. "I just want to go to my classes and that's it!"
Kurt stepped back, shocked by the sudden change in tone. And everyone thought he was a diva!
"I'm sorry! I was just trying…" She cut him off before he could finish. Fishing out a piece of paper she quickly jotted down her number.
"I have an absolutely divine sweater I think would look amazing on you…" She mumbled before stuffing the paper into his hands. Alexi took off before another word could leave Kurt's mouth.
'What a weird but intriguing girl!' he thought with a small smirk.
Kurt vowed to himself two things: one, he would find out everything he could about this new girl; and two, he would get her to at least try out for Glee.
A/N: For anyone who even thinks to wonder…No Kurt will not have any sort of romantic relationship with this girl but she will change his life in many ways. Also, as you will soon find out…Alexi has some very dark secrets