A/N: This is going to be a prompt fic. I already have the first few stories written out, but I'm not very good a coming up with ideas so I would really appreciate your ideas. Please just send me prompts for random Klaine moments. Hope you enjoy!

This story was inspired by my mom chasing me around the house with a banana. I'm really not sure how I got this from that. But go figure. The part all in italics is Kurt's flashback and the sentences in italics are Kurt's thoughts (if you couldn't tell).

This seems a little angsty and sad for the first story, so I'll try to put happier ones up soon. Please just bear with me and my terribly unoriginal ideas. I will have better ones soon. I hope.

I don't usually talk this much. Sorry 'bout that.

Bananas

Kurt Hummel had always loved his boyfriend. No matter how annoying, silly, or immature he could be (and there were times when Kurt just wanted to rip Blaine's overly gelled hair right out of his head), he had always been accepting of Blaine's personality, habits, and basically everything about him.

But when he found out about one of Blaine's habits, he was not very accepting at all.

"Are you hungry?" Blaine asked one day when Kurt was at his house after school. They were supposed to be doing homework, but got easily distracted by each other, and then Blaine's immense hunger.

"Sure. What do you have?" Kurt asked.

"Bananas." Kurt felt his breath quicken. "I love them. I can't seem to find them at McKinley…"

"They were banned," Kurt said quietly. Blaine didn't seem to hear him.

"I'm gonna go get one. You want any?" Kurt frantically shook his head 'no'. "Suit yourself," Blaine said and left the room. Kurt tried to mentally prepare himself for what he knew was about to come, but, all too soon, Blaine came back.

Kurt watched as Blaine peeled the banana and shoved it in his mouth. Kurt winced. Then the smell came. Kurt's stomach lurched. Just don't breathe in through your nose, he thought to himself.

"Just take one bite," Blaine pleaded. He pushed the banana in front of Kurt's face. He watched as the pale boy's face turned even paler. He took one of Kurt's limp hands and formed a grasp around the fruit. Slowly guiding him, Blaine helped Kurt stick it in his mouth and take a bite.

Kurt seemed to have been in a daze, for he had not realized what Blaine was doing until there was a bite of banana in his mouth. His eyes widened. It's okay, he told himself, just swallow and don't think about it. He swallowed, the cold, gooey chuck sliding down his throat.

"Hey! Hummel! We got a treat for you."

Kurt turned to face Azimio Adams and a bunch of other football players. In Azimio's hand was a large crate. A crate that looked similar to one he had seen in the dumpster earlier that week…

The crate was opened to reveal dozens of bananas in different stages of decay. Kurt stared at them, confused. Were they going to stick his head in it? It wasn't the worst they had done, so he wasn't scared.

"These are bananas," Azimio said.

"I'm so glad someone finally learned their fruits!" Kurt said sarcastically. "I would be honored to be invited to your kindergarten graduation ceremony!"

"The lady's got a mouth on him," Azimio said.

"You didn't let him finish," the jock standing next to Azimio said. "These are moldy bananas. Been sitting in the dumpster for over a week."

"Eat them," demanded Azimio.

"Excused me?" Kurt asked.

"You heard me. Eat them. All of them. Or we'll make you."

Rough hands grabbed him and forced his arms behind his back. Another pair of hands opened his mouth. Kurt stood there, helpless, as as the fruit was being shoved again and again into his mouth. Slowly, they emptied the crate into him.

They left Kurt there, crumpled on the ground. He thought the worst had already happened. That was when the bananas decided they didn't want to be in Kurt any more. Luckily, Kurt made it to the bathroom just in time.

Kurt swallowed hard as his breathing grew shallower. His face was now tinged a slight green. Breathe, he thought. Just breathe! Kurt breathed in a long breath. This brought the smell of banana into his nose. Okay, forget breathing. Kurt's stomach heaved, and he ran to the bathroom.

He hated how he could be controlled like this by just one bite of a banana. He really hoped Blaine wouldn't see him like this.

However, Kurt knew that wouldn't happen when he felt Blaine's hand rubbing comforting circles on his back. Kurt tried to shrug him off, but he wouldn't leave.

"Quit doing that," Blaine said after Kurt tried again to push him away.

"I don't want you to see me like this."

"Well, it's a little late for that." Kurt gave a weak smile. "Are you okay?" Blaine asked. Kurt glared at him. "Sorry, wrong question. Can you tell me what happened?" Blaine leaned in closer to Kurt, close enough that he could smell the banana on his breath. Kurt gagged and stuck his head in front of the toilet again.

"Please brush your teeth," Kurt whimpered. Blaine thought this was a strange request, but he did it anyway.

After both boys brushed their teeth, Blaine and Kurt were sitting on the couch in the living room. Kurt was playing with his hands nervously and he wasn't looking Blaine in the eye. Blaine could sense that Kurt was nervous, but he didn't know why.

"Can you tell me what happened now?" Blaine asked.

Kurt nodded. He took a deep breath then started, "A few years ago, some of the football players found these moldy bananas. They forced me to eat all of them. Then I… you know… threw up." He looked embarrassed. Kurt risked glancing up at Blaine. His boyfriend was concerned.

"Did they only do it once?" Blaine asked. Kurt shook his head.

"They did it four more times before I finally told my dad. He then went to the principal, who banned them from the school."

"So that's why I can't find them anywhere…" Kurt gave his boyfriend a small smile before collapsing into his arms and breaking down into uncontrollable tears.

"I'm sorry," he gasped.

"Why?" Blaine asked.

"I didn't want you to have to deal with this. I thought if I just ignored it and avoided it, then it wouldn't come up and I wouldn't have to talk about it and you wouldn't have to see me like this and—"

Blaine cut off his rambling boyfriend with a kiss. "I want to deal with this with you. I don't care what I have to put up with to do that, but I will always stay by you. I love you."

"I love you, too," Kurt replied. "Thank you. For just being here with me."

"No. Thank you for letting me be here with you," Blaine said.

"Thank you for loving me."

"Thank you for letting me love you. And for loving me."

"Thank you for being the best boyfriend ever."

"Thank you for being the best boyfriend ever."

"Okay, we get it. You're both awesome," said Finn. The startled look on the two boys faces caused him to smile. "Now can you please go be love-y and mushy somewhere else?" He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. Then he noticed the boys still staring at him. "What?"

"You're a doofus," Kurt said.

"I know."

A/N: I hope this story made some sense. It seemed better in my head, but oh well. It also seemed longer... Please send me prompts for future stories. Or just review. Reviews are love and they make me happy.

p.s. If you have any better ideas for a title, please tell me.