(A/N): Okay! So this is another SebKlaine fic with Soul Mates and D/s Themes! I know some of you have read Connected, which is awesome. This version though is a bit darker…I think it'll become clear in how within the first chapter. Anyhoo! Not sure again if this will be continued but this has been sitting on my hard drive longer than Connected had been and I wanted to see if people would like this version. Yes this will be different from Connected.

Summary: SebKlaine! Soul Mate! D/S. Kurt had never been one to just simply obey. It was against his nature and he wasn't about to bend over backwards for a newly acquired Dominant and Submissive. That is, not without a fight.

Rating: M

Warnings: AU! SebKlaine! Multiple Partners! D/S!

Disclaimer: I do not own glee or any of its characters, at all.

We'll Find it Together

Finally

Kurt stared out of the car door window as his father drove through another little town on their way to Westerville. The older man had been talking about this trip for a month, constantly telling Kurt that this was the one where everything would change. He glanced over to the man, really wishing he could share his enthusiasm. Every one of these stupid meetings they had went to had turned out to be a huge failure, but his father was determined to try all of the ones in Ohio before heading to another state to search.

Kurt was beginning to think he would never find them, the two whose names were scrawled against his collar bones in dark letters. Thinking about it caused him to reach up and rub against the marked flesh through his shirt out of habit.

His dad kept reminding him that the names had only appeared two years ago, that he shouldn't be so upset that he hadn't found them within so little time. His father hadn't met his mother until eight years after he had received her name upon his skin after all.

Perhaps he was mainly aggravated he hadn't found his own soul mates because of Finn and Rachel. He loved them both, but they had been extremely annoying since the beginning of the school year when Finn had finally woken up one morning to find Rachel's name written in big block-like letters across his forearm. It had been amusing, beautiful, but terrible all at the same time. Rachel Berry and her two dad's had shown up on their doorstep before Finn was even awake that morning, squawking loudly about their 'glorious' future together and shoving her forearm into Carole and Burt's faces so they could see Finn's name.

Ever since then it was like they were glued together at the hip and there were even times when weeks would go by before Finn would finally come home to see them. He said it was easier to stay at Rachel's house now, and every time he would go over there something from his room would go with him and never come back. He could tell Carole was upset she was basically giving away her son but when he asked her about it she only sighed and said eventually all parents had to give their children up in this way.

Apparently being away from your soul mate, or soul mates in Kurt's situation, after you had connected was horrible. His dad had described it like being in shock, or withdrawal. Kurt didn't know if that was actually accurate considering his father had lost his own soul mate when he himself was only eight. He seemed to be doing well enough now, though he had to admit there were some scary moments when his dad just seemed to only exist and not much else. Since he had found Carole Kurt rarely caught him just staring at a random wall, face expressionless and barely breathing.

"You nervous, buddy?" Burt asked, glancing towards his son who had been oddly quiet since they started their drive. He didn't even complain about the music they had been listening to for over an hour now and Kurt hated his music. "Don't worry, it will be fine. You just got to hold your chin up and show them you aren't afraid."

Kurt glanced at his leg where he felt his father's large hand lightly pat his knee. He gave him a fake smile before looking out of his window again. His dad just didn't understand what it was like for a submissive at these meetings. He never had to be one of the people standing in the middle of the room with their marked skin on display, or be touched and felt even though they didn't belong to the person who was doing so.

The meetings were meant for a dominant to find their submissive, whether they only had one or two. As a searching dominate, or Dom as many people shortened it to, you had the opportunity to feel each of the submissives in the room to make sure that they weren't hiding their marks or had changed them. A single touch would let the Dom know instantly if you were connected or not, how it worked Kurt really didn't understand. In the past there had been many incidents like this where the Submissive, or Sub, would simply hide the name or names on their skin so they wouldn't have to connect with their Dom.

Kurt didn't know why these people didn't want to find their soul mate considering the longer you went without them the more likely you were to become sick, or insane. It seemed to only affect the sub this way, but there had been rare reports of it happening to the unconnected Dom as well. In a way though he could see why some of them tried to hide, and honestly he was pretty sure he wasn't going to like being dependent on a person to take care of him either. Kurt had always been independent and he knew having to get used to someone telling him what and what not to do was going to be a challenge, and he wasn't going to give in without a fight either.

"We're almost there." Burt said, turning down the music so he could concentrate on weaving in and out of traffic. It turned out most of it was heading in the same direction, towards the Bond Building where the meeting was taking place. Each major city had one and every month they would hold meetings like the one Kurt was going to for unconnected Dom's to come and see if they could find their soul mate .It was even against the law to not attend at least one a month after you had turned sixteen, no matter how degrading it was to Sub's.

After another thirty minutes or so they finally found a parking spot and had made it inside the building. Kurt stuck to his father's side, the memory of getting lost in one of these meetings last year still fresh on his mind. Un-connected and frustrated Dom's were not very pleasant to be around, especially when some of the more nastier ones hung around grabbing unsuspecting Sub's and doing horrible things to them. A security guard had actually saved Kurt last year when an older man had grabbed him by the arm and had tried to drag him away from the main crowd. Kurt had only wanted to talk to some of the other subs who were gathered around a large fountain, his father only being a few feet away talking to a few other parents. The man had been shooed away from him, nothing more which made his father furious. Needless to say a nice screaming match had happened between Burt and the head of the security team.

Kurt watched as his father signed him in at the front desk, his untidy hand writing slightly dipping underneath the line on the paper. The woman at the desk read over the information before looking up at Kurt. "Shirt." She snapped, looking at him expectantly.

Kurt glared at her, slowly shrugging out of his shirt and undershirt as the people in line behind watched. His father stood behind him, shielding him the best he could. The woman picked up the clipboard on her desk, quickly jotting down the names that were shown.

"Submissive." She said, checking something down on the sheet of paper in front of her. "Once you enter the room you are required to keep your marks visible and hands behind your back." She continued, looking towards his father now. "Your father is not allowed to accompany you into the room, and is expected to receive you in the waiting room afterwards if you do not meet your soul mate."

Kurt rolled his eyes as the woman continued the speech he heard every time he was signed in. He glanced at his dad who was listening attentively to her, though he didn't understand why since he was given the same set of instructions every single time. He went to pull his shirt back on but the woman cleared her throat.

"You are required to drop that off here, you may pick it up once you are finished." She said, ignoring his fathers confused look before continuing once again. "It's a new policy." She explained when she roughly yanked the teen's shirt from him.

Kurt watched his shirt be thrown into a large box with other shirts, throwing another glare at the woman in front of him. He hated these things, he really did. "That's a one of a ki-"

"The first round will begin soon, if you would walk your son to the room please." The woman cut in, ignoring the boy's concern for his shirt and waving them away.

"Hey," Kurt stopped when his father grabbed his arm, gently tugging him towards the line of other Subs waiting in line to enter the large room. "Dad." He said sadly, watching one girl try to hide her naked chest beneath her crossed arms. There were a few more subs with marks in areas that were intended to be private that had to keep regardless. He was lucky his was in a less revealing place, though he was still uncomfortable showing so much skin.

"I know kiddo. It'll be over before you know it." Burt said encouragingly, trying to ignore a girl who was sobbing and trying to hide herself within her mother's arms. He sighed when the doors to the room finally swung open, security guards coming out to shoo the parents away as the line of submissives slowly began to enter. "Just stay calm, don't fight them." Burt somewhat pleaded. Kurt wasn't known for his patience when it came to other Dom's touching him. "I love you." He said when a guard came closer to them.

"I love you too dad." Kurt said in a quiet voice, watching as his father slowly stepped away from him with the other parents. "Don't." he warned one of the guards when they reached out towards him. The guard just ignored him, propelling him towards the door by pressing his hand into his back and pushing him forward.

This was not going to end well.

"Blaine, calm down." Sebastian said, grinning at the shorter male before turning back to the mirror he had been looking in. He reached up to push a few hairs back in place. "You act like you're about to go in that room." he said, flashing the mirror a toothy smile to make sure nothing was in his teeth before turning back to his submissive.

"I can't help it." Blaine said, shoulders slumping as he watched the line of Subs be pushed into the large room. "I remember when I had to do that." He said quietly, smiling when he felt the familiar weight of Sebastian's arm around his shoulders.

"I know it seems awful," Sebastian said, pressing his lips to Blaine's temple. "But it's the only way we can find Subs." He continued, removing his arm from around the sub's shoulders to walk closer to the two way mirror on the other side of the room. He watched as the groups of Sub's were ushered in, all of them fidgeting once they had been placed in a line going across the length of a room.

"You don't understand." Blaine said softly, watching as the first round of Dominates entered the room with the Sub's. He felt his stomach clench as they began to touch and run their fingers across the terrified looking people. "It's just wrong."

Sebastian glanced at Blaine and smiled slightly, walking towards him to pull him to his chest. "Hey, it'll be okay." He said softly, pressing his lips to the curve of Blaine's neck for a moment. "Maybe he's here." He said, squeezing Blaine closer to him for a moment before pulling back and looking down into the Submissive's eyes. "Don't forget that's why we are here."

Blaine smiled up at Sebastian, leaning up on his tiptoes to press his lips to Sebastian's. "I hope so." He admitted, reaching up to rub the spot where the name Kurt was marked upon his skin through his shirt. They had both been feeling the effects of not having the other submissive with them, and to be honest Blaine was beginning to think they would never find him considering they had been looking for almost two years.

"Hey." Sebastian said quickly placing his hands on either side of Blaine's face, angling his head down to press his forehead against the shorter teens'. "We will find him, whether it be here or somewhere else." He said, smiling when the sub nodded slightly. He sighed, looking into the hazel colored eyes he loved so much. "I don't know what I'm going to do when we do find him though; you get into enough trouble on your own as it is." He said, chuckling slightly when Blaine flashed him a grin.

"Mr. Smythe they are ready for your group, Sir." A young blond male said after he had poked his head into the private room where Blaine and Sebastian had been waiting in.

"Thank you." Sebastian said to the man, turning his focus on Blaine once again. "Behave and stay here, I'll be back soon." He said, leaning forward to plant a kiss to Blaine's forehead before turning towards the now open door.

"I always behave." Blaine replied cheekily, holding back a laugh when he saw Sebastian shake his head.

"Jeff, stay with Blaine and make sure he doesn't leave your sight. Remember what happened last time?" Sebastian asked, giving the young body guard a dark look.

"Of course sir, how could I forget?" The young man said, glancing towards Blaine with narrowed eyes. "I'll keep him in check."

"I hope so for your sake. Blaine be a good boy." Sebastian called out before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

"Look, I think we can get along can't we?" the man said, an almost pleading tone making an appearance in his voice as he asked.

Blaine just shrugged before turning and looking out of the two-way mirror again, watching as the first group of Dom's exited. Only one submissive had been claimed apparently and Blaine's chest clenched as he watched the young girl sob as she was carried over a man's shoulder and out of the door. The rest of the submissive's kept their eyes glued to the floor, afraid to look up. All except one who was standing near the end of the line.

Blaine leaned forward against the glass, his nose touching the cool surface as he got a closer look at the tall, slim framed male. He ignored the guards who were constantly smacking the back of his head, trying to get him to lower his gaze to the floor like the rest. Each time his head would snap back up and the teen would push out his chin defiantly. Blaine squinted his eyes trying to get an even better look, disappointed when the next group of Dominants began to enter, people walking in front of his line of vision. Now all he could see of the other submissive was the thick styled hair that would sometimes poke out from behind the crowd.

"You know Mr. Smythe wouldn't like you so close to the glass, Blaine." Jeff said, quickly grabbing Blaine's arm and pulling him away from the glass wall. "That thing is covered in who knows what." He said, sighing when Blaine pushed his arm away.

"Leave me alone, Jeff." Blaine snapped, leaning back against the glass, trying to find the other submissive male again. He didn't know why, but he felt drawn to that certain one. When he finally found him again he recognized that Sebastian had found the same person. He tilted his head as he watched the interaction, frowning as he watched his Dominant slowly run his hand across the submissive's stomach. Then the teen did something that Blaine had never seen another submissive do.

He had reared back and slapped Sebastian across the face with his hand, causing a commotion to erupt in the room. Blaine had to hold back a laugh as he watched Sebastian cradle his face in agony. It wasn't that he liked Sebastian getting hurt, but in his honest opinion his dominant deserved it for touching another submissive like that. It was odd because he had never known Sebastian to do that to another unclaimed submissive, well besides him-

Blaine's eyes widened as his right collarbone began to tingle. He quickly pulled the neckline of his shirt down to see the name Kurt had finally filled in, the area around it starting to ache. Sebastian had found their Kurt! After two years they had finally-

"Shit."

Blaine looked up from his tingling flesh when Jeff muttered. He glanced out of the glass to see the room in complete chaos with all the submissive's either on the ground crying or running around the room in hysterics. All except the same one who had acted different earlier, Kurt. The submissive was trying to open the locked doors of the room, screaming and banging against them when the guards began to pull him down to the floor.

"KURT!" He cried out, pressing his palms against the cool surface of the glass. There was nothing he could do as he watched a rather large dominant grab the back of Kurt's neck, easily holding him in place as an older woman in a long white coat somehow emerged from the panicked crowd. She pulled something out of her pocket and Blaine recognized it as a sedative immediately, biting his bottom lip as he watched it be injected into the struggling submissive's arm. Only a few seconds seemed to pass before the teen became limp.

The last thing he saw was Sebastian walking towards the group of guards surrounding Kurt before the two-way glass became a simple mirror once again. He cursed underneath his breath as he stared at his panicked reflection. He whirled around to find Jeff standing in front of the doorway, blocking his escape with his hand on the button that had darkened the two-way glass.

"Jeff."

"No."

"Jeff."

"No Blaine, you will have to wait here until Sebastian comes for you." Jeff said, holding up his hand when the submissive tried to argue with him again.

"It'll be too late by then!" Blaine huffed crossing his arms and turning away from the security guard. What were they going to do to Kurt for causing such a scene? Blaine turned around again when the door to the room opened, another guard entering and leaning over to talk to Jeff in a hushed tone.

Blaine grinned noticing that the door had been left open with a slight crack. He slowly walked towards it, watching as the two guards began to argue with one another, their focus actually off of him for once as he slipped out of the room. All he had to do was find the holding room where newly connected Soul Mates were brought to meet one another parents.