I thought I'd right a fanfic on Blaine's mysterious past so here it is!

BTW, a reference to a name may be noted in the upcoming story. Please do NOT think I'm talking about... (Read bottom for rest)

Disclaimer: Do not own glee, blaine, kurt, or any darren criss music... it sucks

Blaine Anderson and the Forbidden Journey

"Good, now C, yeah, then G again. Great! That was perfect!" Blaine Anderson sat on the edge of his bed in his dorm at Dalton in which he currently shared with Kurt Hummel, the newest Warbler. He was teaching Kurt a song on his guitar. Kurt sat on the edge of the other identical bed with a borrowed guitar.

"I'll be surprised if I can even memorize the last verse of that song. But thank you, Blaine."

"No problem," the more hobbit adjacent boy said.

Kurt started rambling on about wanting to learn how to fluently play the instrument so he could take every Broadway song that he knew and translate it to guitar. Blaine was just staring at the new boy with fascination, but he was also in deep thought. He wanted to help Kurt as much as he could. He reminded him of himself, what he'd been through, well some of it. Blaine had been bullied, too, but Kurt was a much lesser form of a victim. Either way, it was hard for Kurt, and he'd been looking so flustered lately.

"Hey Kurt." Blaine said interrupting him. "Remember when you told me that you had never been kissed, at least on that counted? What did you mean by that?"

Kurt was taken aback by the sudden change in subject. "I, uh, kissed a girl in New Directions because I was attempting to be straight for my dad." Kurt's face reddened a bit as he blushed. "Blaine—have you ever kissed a girl?"

This question hit Blaine like a bullet. Kurt saw his seemingly permanent grin suddenly disappear. "Nope, never." He answered a little too fast. "Let's try that song again."

Kurt was absent-mindedly strumming the chords as Blaine named them. Why was Blaine so offended by kissing girls? Blaine had never told Kurt about his past. Kurt never asked out of respect. But something was obviously wrong. A grin had returned to Blaine's face, but it was one made of plaster. A new façade Kurt just had to get behind.

When Kurt finally left the dorm room to study in the library, Blaine let out the breath he was holding in. He had grown so tense in the last five minutes, at the mention of kissing a girl that is. He stood up and shut and locked the door. Blaine was furious at Kurt. No one brought up "affiliating affectionately with the opposite sex", as Wes called it, when Blaine was around. They knew how much it bothered him, hurt him. Suddenly, Blaine's anger turned towards himself. It wasn't Kurt's fault. He was new, didn't know better. Blaine couldn't let Kurt know. He never told Kurt anything about his past. All he said was that he had ran. Blaine couldn't keep it bottled up. He picked up the notebook Kurt was using to write down chord diagrams from his desk and threw it to no particular place. It bounced of Blaine's dresser and knocked out all of Blaine's secret stash of original songs. He hurried to pick it up knowing how Kurt would hate the mess. He froze and stared at the sheet music on top of the pile.

Slowly, he reached for the paper and picked it up cautiously, as if it might blow up at anytime. He carried it to his bed where his guitar lay, picked up his instrument and sat down. He read from the sheet music, even though he knew the song by heart.

I've seen her face
I've heard her name
I've lost my place and she's to blame
And I can't stand it
When I'm staring in her eyes
And she's not looking back
It's not a big surprise

I've heard music,
I've heard noise
I wish she could hear her voice
The way that I do
When I go to sleep at night
And dream my life away
But she's gone when I awake

Sami, Sami
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me?

He couldn't sing anymore. Tears rolled down his cheek, off his nose. What am I doing with myself?

Kurt lied and claimed he was going to the library to study. He really just needed time to think and get away from the now tense environment. Why was he so taken aback when I asked if he'd kissed a girl? Did he lie? Did he kiss a girl? Did it mean something to him? Maybe he's just scared of the opposite sex altogether.

He walked to the end of the hall when he heard his door close and lock. Curious, he turned around and went to press an ear to his door. BANG! CRASH! What on earth?

He listened more attentively to figure out what had happened. It sounded like Blaine had thrown something.

A few minutes of silence later, he heard the guitar strumming. Then Blaine was singing.

I've seen her face
I've heard her name
I've lost my place and she's to blame…

Kurt thought it sounded like an Anderson original. Wait a second. HER? SHE? Kurt realized how uncharacteristically non-homosexual the lyrics were. Something was definitely going on.

…Sami, Sami
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me?

That's when Kurt heard the one word he needed to start solving this mystery.

Sami.

What do you think? Review please! Make my day a ball of sunshine!

(cont.)... please do not think of Sami Reese from Little White Lie when he is singing. She will be described later, but nope! Not the same person! Lol, just thought I'd put that out there.