BRAND NEW LEATHER SATCHEL. - $75.00 buy now

Colour: Brown

Used on occasion. Lima Ohio Postage N/A. Pick Up Only.

Kurt didn't even flatter an eyelid, staring at the screen as he posted the photo of his beloved school bag. With his dad in hospital, selling his stuff on Ebay was the only way he could afford food to look after himself, he didn't have any money since he had no job, and he didn't have any friends, he didn't even have the heart for fashion...he preferred to dress like that jock Finn than use his money on something he loved.

If it meant causing less stress when his father woke up to find the food in the house empty, and the chores undone. Dressing up like the other boys also meant that he didn't get picked on for being Gay as he did before his father had a heart attack, now reserved from everyone else, they left him alone. He wore a plain pale blue shirt, with a blue jacket over it, his hair was pointing upwards, and he was wearing glasses as he rechecked to be sure everything was correct on his account while he waited for a buyer to purchase the satchel, he headed over to the hospital after closing the screen, with no emotion.

It was the second week, and his father still hadn't waken up, the teachers were concerned, or at least Mr Shuester, Ms Pillsbury and even Sue Sylvester was a little bit despite the fact she called him Porcelain, but there wasn't anything they could do to make him better or smile.

Mercedes Jones and Rachel Berry had tried befriending him at one stage, but he had pushed them away just like everyone else, by refusing to reply to their texts on going out for a coffee or a shopping spree with the two of them, as he had attended Glee Club the first week but then dropped out, and he knew that all they wanted to know was why, and to help them back up sing for their stardom. Rachel always had a reason for why she did things.

After the usual routine at the hospital he went back on the computer to see if there was any progress and was surprised when he has a message from the buyer who had already purchased his bag.

BWarblerA WO $75.00 1 02-Nov-2009 14:19:31

He clicked on the message and read over BWarblers? Message...

RE: Please don't give my hopes up...

Is this for real? These satchels normally cost over $100... I couldn't find it anywhere in Ohio...being a fan of fashion you'd think I would know wouldn't you...I was just wondering if you wanted me to give you cash when I came to pick it up or if I should pay by ...

Kurt sighed

At least this guy had an appreciation of the bag, or was it a girl? Anyway...he hoped it would be in safe hands.

He pressed reply.

It's for real...I'm not some scammer or anything...I just need the money, cash would be great thanks, come pick it up at 4pm tomorrow or by Friday at the least, only at 4pm.

- Kurt.

He didn't bother to check for a reply as he went to bed. If the buyer didn't want to pick it up at 4, he didn't care, he wasn't going to make extra effort just for other people's pleasure.

The next day nobody came to pick up the Satchel, so he took the bag with him to the hospital. The day after that, still no one came... but on Thursday...while he had been in the hospital checking on his dad, Emma Pilsbury called him to say a boy was standing at the front of his house looking nervous, she had been on the way home and was going to check up on him when she saw him and when she asked why he was there he said he was looking for Kurt. Kurt assumed him to be the stranger, but what did she mean by a boy? How old was he?

He kissed his father's forehead and left to go home, after telling Emma that it was just a friend.

Kurt saw the stranger..and knew what she meant by boy.

He had dark brown hair covered in thickly layered gel, he was wearing what looked like a private school boy uniform, and he held cash protectively in his hand as he saw Kurt and smiled waving at him.

Kurt didn't smile or wave back.

"Hi," He said instead approaching him as he shook the other kid's hand to be polite.

"Hey...are you Kurt?"

Kurt nodded.

He seemed concerned as he looked into his eyes, he could probably see the dark circles from not sleeping, Kurt thought not caring.

"Are you alright?"

Kurt shrugged as he offered for him to come in.

"I'll only be a min," He said ignoring the question while gesturing for who he found out to be Blaine to his couch while he went to get the satchel.

"Here you go, I hope you take care of it, it'd be a waste," Kurt added eyeing the satchel longingly but shook his head to get rid of the aching feeling while he looked at Blaine who was watching him curiously.

Blaine stared at the bag in disbelief.

"It's in such good condition, it looks even better than the photo,"

Kurt shrugged as he glanced at it proudly while Blaine fiddled with it and posed in front of Kurt.

"What do you think?" He asked.

Kurt had to hide a smile.

It did fit Blaine very well with his dapper school boy looks.

"You know this doesn't even feel weird, I thought you'd be some 50 year old grandpa, no one buys these around here," Blaine admitted.

For the first time in weeks Kurt let out a loud laugh snorting in response as he covered his mouth in shock.

"I can't believe you just said that," Kurt accused.

Blaine's eyes went wide.

"Not that...oh my god, that was incredibly rude, believe me you look nothing like a grandpa!"

Kurt allowed himself a small smile as he blushed almost forgetting the reason why he was selling his bag as dark clouds covered his face again.

Blaine was then watching him.

"I have the money here...may I ask though...why do you want to give this beauty away for less than what it's worth, even second hand it's worth more than that...?" Blaine questioned, Kurt already felt like he wanted to burst out all his problems to the boy who looked like he didn't mind if Kurt opened up to him as his eyes could tell Kurt was hiding something. Kurt tried to avoid them, the beautiful hazel is not what he wanted to get caught up in.

"I need the money my dad's in...My dad needs my help, he can't operate his garage business at the moment," Kurt choked almost telling this stranger his dad was in hospital. He hadn't told anyone but the teachers and now tears welled up in his eyes as he looked away from Blaine.

"Just...leave the money on the table please," Kurt requested quietly as he forced himself to stay strong and turned around to bid Blaine goodbye.

Kurt could see Blaine hesitate...and wondered if he didn't want to buy it after all.

"You sure you want to give it away?"

No. I have no choice.

Kurt nodded.

Blaine sighed as he pulled the cash out and a piece of paper handing it over to Kurt.

"I'll take good care of it, I promise...thank you so much...I really needed to buy a new one,"

Blaine smiled shaking Kurt's hand as he reluctantly left. Kurt felt Blaine's finger rubbing over his knuckles or it might have been his imagination... before the boy let go.

"Take care,"

Kurt counted the money thinking he should have done that before he let Blaine walk out with his bag.

$150.00

Kurt's eyes went wide.

Blaine had given him more money.

He looked at the note Blaine had which contained his number and he was grateful so he could call the boy back.

He didn't want to steal other people's money no matter how much he needed it, Blaine picked up straight away.

I hope your not too far, you gave the wrong amount! It only cost $75.00...If you want to come back I'll be here...I'm sorry I didn't check before.

It's not the wrong amount, I threw in a few notes on purpose.. I'd feel guilty to walk away with it at that price...

But...you could buy brand new ones for that amount of money.

I have a feeling this one is one of a kind.

Kurt almost forgot to respond.

Kurt...?

Will you take care of it for me? I know it sounds stupid...I realize now I'm going to miss that bag.

Of course I will... but Kurt...do yourself a favor...

Take care of yourself as well...I know there's something you're not telling me, and I respect that as we're strangers but anyone could see that somethings not right...whatever life is doing to you...

just... smile more often...it looks good on you...I'm sorry to...meddle, my friends say I worry too much, but you're still not quite the grandpa stage yet so don't freak out...!..

Kurt couldn't believe this boy.

Promise...

Thank you.

Hope I didn't sound like a douchebag...

Thank you again Kurt, I really love this bag..I better head of now.

You don't sound like a douchebag...

You haven't left yet?

Nope...can't text and drive..I knew you'd see the extra money so I stayed anyway pleasure to meet you! THANK YOU AGAIN, I can now rock my uniform with this additional piece of awesomeness.

Kurt smiled the second time that day in weeks.

Thank YOU.