Kurt Hummel, a bright aspiring singer and actor was only 17 when he met the person, who he believed was his soulmate. He had recently returned from a year long trip to Iceland, with his father, step-mother and stepbrother, who was actually younger than him by a few months.

Today marked the two year anniversary of the disappearance of Santana Lopez. In middle school, Kurt and his friends were all bullied, teased, or considered an outcast. Santana had invited him to sit with her at lunch one day, and had become best friends. Later on, Rachel Berry, Tina Cohen-Chang and Brittany S. Pierce joined them. They had formed a group, a clique, and were the most popular kids in eighth grade. But the summer before ninth grade, They slept over at Rachel's house, and when they woke up, Santana was gone. They couldn't find her, and so after two years had gone by, they had a feeling they would never see her again. Until they found a dead body wearing her cheer uniform, in the backyard of her old house that summer.

The friends were had distanced from each other, not having Santana there. They didn't have anything in common other than her really.

A few weeks before school started, Kurt's family flew back home. Kurt had come back, and realized that his friends weren't even talking to each other anymore. Tina had become best friends with Quinn Fabray. Quinn was infamous for being queen bitch at the time, being head cheerleader and dating the quarterback. Rachel, well she was still Rachel, but she was a sadder version of herself. And Brittany, was dating the kid in the wheelchair, Artie. Brittany was still a cheerio, and still very naïve in many ways.

Kurt entered his room. It was the night before school started and he wanted to go out for a little fun. He was wearing a simple, yet still very stylish outfit. He had on a white button down with his sleeves rolled up, a pair of black skinny jeans, and dark striped vest, with a black ascot. He has finally gotten his hair styled into a coif, as he slipped on his shoes. He began rummaging through his drawers looking for his fake I.D. from back when he and his friends would sneak into bars and clubs together. He slipped it in his pocket, and picked up his cell phone, and looked at himself in the mirror. He began adjusting his clothes until he was satisfied with the way he looked. He headed out the door, and despite the fact that he was still jetlagged, he was ready to go out for the night.

He had heard about this new karaoke bar in town from Rachel, and wanted to check it out for himself. It didn't seem very busy for a weekend, but it was Memorial Day and a lot of people were spending time with their families. He thought this would be a perfect opportunity to go inside.

When he went in, he saw a tall, rugged man who had dark curls and was singing "Teenage dream" by Katy Perry. Kurt had to admit, that this guy was pretty good. He sat down to watch, as he stared at the man who was singing and dancing to his heart's content. Kurt clapped when the song was over, which had caught the attention of the man who was just singing.

"Oh, I didn't realize I had an audience" the man said, grinning at Kurt.

"You were great! That's one of my favorite songs, and you killed it!" Kurt said, expressing his excitement.

"Uh, thanks..." The man replied.

"Sorry, I really didn't mean to bother you. I just wanted to check this place out, and I heard you singing, and I couldn't resist listening" Kurt blushed, the man he saw before him was incredibly hot. His Amber eyes glowing, his curls falling loosely around his face, and the amazing ass. This was no man, no this was like a god, sent from above, Kurt thought.

"I'm Blaine by the way" the man said outstretching his arm to shake the younger man's hand. "Kurt" he said, shaking the man's hand.

"So, uh, Kurt, do you sing?"

"Yes actually! I want to be on Broadway someday." Kurt said shyly.

"I'm majoring in theater this year. I just got my bachelor's degree" the man said sitting down. Kurt sat down next to him, crossing his legs, and staring intently at the man.

"Um, I'm actually still working on my degree..." Kurt lied, as he wasn't out of high school yet.

"I really like this song" Kurt said, hearing the all too familiar song on the speakers.

"B-26" Blaine told him the number on the jukebox, flashing a smile at him.

"I love this song , I haven't heard it in a while. I was in Iceland for a year with my family, and all of the music I listened to wasn't even in English." Kurt said, as he got up from where he was sitting. He grabbed two of the microphones, and tossed one to Blaine.

"Care to join me?" Kurt asked him, smiling his toothless grin. Blaine smiled back, as if saying yes, and joined the chestnut haired boy on stage. Kurt had queued up "Baby, It's Cold Outside" and they sang the duet together in perfect harmony, their voices balancing out one another's.

"OOH WAIT!" Kurt practically yelled out in excitement, remembering the song that he'd wanted to sing earlier. Kurt whispered something to the DJ that was inaudible to Blaine.

The instrumental version of defying gravity started playings and Kurt's face soon became very serious. He cleared his throat and looked down at his feet, preparing himself to sing the higher octaves in the song.

Something has changed within me

Something is not the same

I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game.

His voice became almost squeaky on 'rules', as he hit the high note.

Too late for second guessing

Too late to go back to sleep

It's time to trust my instincts

Close my eyes and leap!

Blaine was in awe as Kurt's voice shifted flawlessly from the high notes to the lower ones.

It's time to try

Defying Gravity

I think I'll try

Defying Gravity

Kiss me goodbye

I'm defying gravity...

Kurt continued singing the song, and he actually was able to the hit the F sharp note, which he hadn't been able to hit ever before. Kurt stood on stage blushing, nervous of what Blaine would think of him. He felt as if he missed every note, when in reality, that was the exact opposite.

Blaine stood up clapping and cheering. "Wow, you have an amazing voice, I've never heard a guy hit the sharp F on that song! That was amazing. Could you, possibly sing another song? Please?" Blaine asked, flattering Kurt to the point where Kurt's face had turned bright red.

"Thanks... Um what do you want me to sing?" Kurt asked sheepishly, shuffling his feet around.

"Anything, I guess" Blaine said, shrugging.

Kurt grinned and picked out another song to sing for Blaine, the rugged ,just out of college, hottie. He was sitting in front of the stage, staring into Kurt's glasz eyes, and all he could do was wonder about Kurt.

He decides to sing "The boy next door" because there are low and high notes in it which he knows he can hit. His voice can hit a total of three octaves, making him a countertenor. His voice was very rare, but that was something that Blaine would find out in a few seconds.

"Wow, so let me get this straight, you're a countertenor? In all of my years as a musical theater enthusiast, I've never met a countertenor, let alone heard one who snag as beautifully as you do" Blaine said flattering the boy, who was now sitting across the table from him. This only caused Kurt to blush out of embarrassment. He looked at down at his feet, which were every so often touching Blaine's unintentionally, of course. Blaine had a beautiful smile, and Kurt could tell by the look in Blaine's eyes, that he was enjoying Kurt's presence.

"I think I'd like to get to know you a little better" Blaine said softly. Kurt flashed him a confused look, curious as to what Blaine meant. "Meet me in the men's room" Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear. The curly haired young man was succeeding at arousing Kurt, who got up and chased after him.

Blaine was fixing his hair in the mirror when Kurt walked in. The young man walked towards the boy with shimmery glasz eyes, and placed his palm on Kurt's cheek, and then leaned in to kiss him. Kurt didn't realize that Blaine liked him in that way, and was shocked when their lips touched. Kurt decided not to pass up on the opportunity, and wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, leaning in for another taste of Blaine. Their lips collided as they kissed gently. Blaine had wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, and lifted him up onto the countertop where the sinks were.

The young man had parted his lips and slid his tongue along the bottom of Kurt's lower lip, as if asking for an entrance into Kurt's mouth. Kurt had happily obliged, as their tongues were exploring one another's mouth, sucking and licking on their lips. Kurt had tangled his fingers into Blaine's soft dark curls. He was lost in the lustful kisses, the taste of the young man on his lips that drove him wild, and he swore was causing his lips to tingle each time they touched. Blaine's hands were running Kurt's thighs, and he had practically touched all over Kurt's petite body. Kurt thought he was going to pass out from the mere fact that he was having an intense make out session with this incredibly gorgeous man, that could've been mistaken for a male model. It was about ten o'clock, when Kurt realized he'd been making out with Blaine for over two full hours. Blaine only parted to catch his breath, and had proceeded by laying kisses along the side of Kurt's neck, which cause the chestnut haired boy to tilted his head back and moan very softly from the pure bliss and pleasure that was coursing through his veins. Blaine wanted to go further, but Kurt stopped him, saying he wasn't ready, and they parted goodbye for the night.

Kurt walked home and returned around midnight, he was able to sneak in through his window so his parents wouldn't notice, and tried to get ready for bed.

There was only one problem; he couldn't wipe that dorky look off of his face. His eyes were enlarged and he had a dorky, and cute smile across his face. He was dazed and couldn't get Blaine off of his mind. He really liked him, and was glad they had exchanged numbers before he left.

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he realized that someone was texting him. His eyes lit up when he saw who the text was from.

Blaine: I had a great time with you ;)

Kurt smiled, and hesitated before replying.

Kurt: me too ;)

Kurt put his phone down on his desk, and got ready for bed. He was really bummed out about starting school again tomorrow, but he was also excited to see his friends again. He was even more excited for musical theatre class, which was his first class of the day.

-Next day

Kurt was surprised to find out that his friends didn't really talk to each other anymore, but he knew he could always rely on his best friend Rachel Berry, who was in his Musical Theatre class. "So how are you adjusting to being back?" Rachel asked making casual conversation as they walked down the hallway together.

"It's been a pretty easy transition, and I missed you guys while I was away" Kurt told her, as they opened the door to the classroom, which was actually the school's auditorium. Kurt sat next to Rachel towards the front. She began filling him in on everything that happened while he was away, and normally, Kurt would've enjoyed this. However, at that given moment, all he could think about was the night before, and he swore he could still taste Blaine on his lips. Not that he minded.

Rachel was too busy blabbering( as usual), to notice that Kurt's mind had wandered off to somewhere else.

The bell rang and he lost his train of thought. He was so busy doodling Blaine's name all over his note book in as many fonts as he could, to even notice the teacher. Who, upon seeing his name on the attendance list didn't think it was the same Kurt from last night, because he was in still in college, or so he thought.

When Kurt's name was called, he shouted "Here!" He then hid his notebook in his bag. Blaine had thought that he recognized the boy at first, but again knew his mind was just messing with him. When Kurt saw his teacher, he blushed, and thought it was just a coincidence.

Blaine had been able to get a good look at Kurt, when he realized, that it indeed was the Kurt from the night before, blushing next to the overly confident brunette sitting on one side of him. They caught each other's glance and everything was silent for an entire minute.

"Holy Shit" Mr. Anderson's jaw practically fell to the floor, as he was shocked at the fact that he had been making out with a kid who was now his student. Kurt couldnt stop staring now matter how hard he tried.

Kurt's phone buzzed in his pocket, the text was from an unknown number.

"Maybe he fools around with students all of the time. A lot of teachers do.

-A"

Kurt began panicking, and was curious as to who in the hell could've known what had happened between him and Blaine, err, , last night. Despite it only being a hot and very long, make out session at the karaoke bar, it wasn't like they had sex. But the fact that someone who has his number knew what had happened was freaking him out. He just sat there, frozen for the rest of class, scared of who this "A" was and how they knew his secret. It wasn't like he meant for any of this to happen. He had no idea that Blaine would be his teacher, and let alone that he would ever seen him again. He was an absolute nervous wreck by the end of class.