My first Klaine fic! Also my first Glee fic. Also incredibly silly. I like badboy!Kurt, but I'm also totally insane. So, um… Kurt's a vampire slayer. That happened.

I don't own Glee or its characters. If I did, I would be much, much wealthier.

EDIT: I went back and changed some things, mostly because I had no idea what I was doing when I wrote this chapter and it made it kind of hard to write the second one. :)

Blaine looked up at the strange boy on the stairs and smirked. You could be a little less obvious about the spying, he thought. The boy - around his age, slim and pale and taller - didn't have a Dalton blazer and was looking around with a sort of amused awe.

He didn't beat around the bush much either. When he caught Blaine's gaze he just smirked and asked, "Where I can find the Warblers?" Blaine played along and led him right to one of their impromptu performances. He might hear about it from Wesley later but really, what harm could it do? They were only doing Teenage Dream, and it wasn't even one of their best songs.

He glanced at him out of the corner of his eye during the song, surprised to see him nodding his head a bit. Something about him didn't strike Blaine as a Katy Perry fan. Maybe it was the black attire and the intimidating combat boots.

"So what school are you from?" Blaine asked, after they'd finished the song and dispersed.

"McKinley," the boy replied with a shrug. "Spying wasn't my idea, by the way. But you guys are pretty good."

"Worried about the competition?" Blaine joked. The answering smile was a bit disturbing, almost feral.

"Not a bit. I'm Kurt, by the way. Kurt Hummel."

Blaine chuckled a bit, awkwardly. "I'm Blaine Anderson. Nice to meet you, Kurt."

"You too," Kurt said, nodding. He turned and walked away, sending a text as he went. Blaine was about to walk off too, when Kurt turned around. "Hey, are you busy? I'm going to go get a coffee."

Blaine always felt awkward wearing his Dalton uniform without the other Warblers around. It was made worse by how casual Kurt seemed - he shrugged off a black blazer to reveal a layered t-shirt and rolled up his sleeves as soon as they sat down.

"So, Dalton seems nice," he commented as they waited for their drinks to cool. "Would have thought an all-boys school would be more Fight Club or Lord of the Flies."

Blaine laughed. "Actually, we have a zero-tolerance policy for bullying. A lot of people come to Dalton to avoid that sort of thing."

Kurt considered it, his expression almost wistful. "Zero tolerance? Sounds nice."

Blaine frowned. "It is. Is McKinley… bad about that sort of thing?"

Kurt laughed grimly. "Pretty bad. It may surprise you to know that at most schools, Glee kids aren't treated like rock stars, Mr. Warbler. The New Directions are basically the punching bag for the whole football team." He smirked. "And if you happen to be the only gay kid in the bunch, well. Let's just say they don't make life easy."

"I know what you mean. That's… that's why I left my old school. I was one of a handful of out guys there and it didn't make me many friends." Blaine nodded sympathetically.

Kurt cocked an eyebrow. "You're gay?" he said, sounding surprised. Blaine laughed. "Wouldn't have guessed. Most people can figure me out, I'm sort of… the type, I guess…"

Kurt trailed off, looking over Blaine's shoulder and out the window. "Shit," he muttered, glaring. He jumped to his feet and started grabbing his things before looking back to Blaine. "Um, sorry I've got to… I've just remembered I have to help my dad out at work, I've got to go."

"Oh, right. No problem," Blaine said, wondering why he was really leaving. He wasn't stupid, he could tell that Kurt had just made something up to leave. He scribbled his number on a receipt and handed it to the other boy. "If you ever want to talk about being bullied or anything, feel free to call me."

Kurt looked down at the number, mild shock on his face. Almost like he hadn't expected anyone to offer him help, which, Blaine thought, might be the case.

"Yeah. Thanks, really," he mumbled, and rushed out the door.

Blaine left a few minutes later, after he finished his coffee. As he went to walk back to Dalton, he thought he saw Kurt in his truck. He was driving the wrong way to go back to Lima, and it almost looked like he was… chasing someone.