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Three's A Crowd

Chapter One - Outside the choir room window

Kurt closed his locker and jumped out of his skin at the sight of Blaine's face hiding behind it. His satchel dropped to the ground as he tried to compose himself. Kurt blushed slightly as Blaine shot him a cheeky grin and a quick wink that meant Kurt could not be even fake mad at his boyfriend . He punched Blaine on the shoulder but smiled as he adjusted Blaine's green bowtie that was askew.

"Don't do that please," Kurt grinned, "My heart isn't ready for daily shocks like that."

"I'm sorry," Blaine said as he took Kurt's hand, "But the look on your face was priceless."

Kurt punched Blaine again, but picked up his satchel from the floor and followed Blaine as he became strolling down the McKinley corridor towards the choir room. The school bell rung out above their heads and freshmen and sophomores funnelled out of classrooms and chatted as they rushed towards their lockers that lined the hallway. As was custom, the juniors and seniors had the first day of the new term off as a higher school privilege, however the whole of McKinley's Glee club had been called by Mr Schuster to begin practice as early as possible. No one except from Rachel was very happy about this.

Kurt and Blaine chatted idly as they gently pushed their way through the wave of lower classmen who were forming a tide against them.

"So I was saying, you're coming to my house for dinner tonight aren't you?" Kurt inquired over the heads of some severely excitable 14 year olds who were discussing their Christmas break Math homework.

"Yeah, if that is alright. I'll bring my guitar for an after dinner sing along if you want," Blaine replied as Sue rounded the corner, Cheerios in tow. They too had been called in early for extra time practising their show stopping routine. Kurt just nodded in agreement as he did not try to be heard over Sue's shouting at small, innocent freshmen.

The couple entered the choir room which was empty except for Rachel who was ticking off things in a star covered notebook and Artie who was sorting through his black school bag.

"Right Kurt, Blaine let's get to work," Rachel announced as soon as the pair walked through the door into the room, " I've got a list of songs for me to sing and you can help me with the back up." Kurt rolled his eyes and pulled his other half up onto the top set of chairs at the back of the room. Blaine sat down, hooked his leather bag onto the back of his chair and looked at this watch. It read 11.55 am; they were still 5 minutes early.

Meanwhile, Kurt took his chair, lifted it onto the back stand of the raised blocks where all the chairs were assembled and stood onto it, his elbows resting on the window sill. He loved this spot from where he could watch the courtyard of his high school. Many students were milling around, chatting and texting unseen people. Jocks were huddled in a group; red varsity jackets slung over shoulders or lying on the picnic table.

Kurt gasped as he caught sight of a familiar face sweeping round the corner and into the gym behind a large group of students. The character was wearing his own clothes so Kurt could not be sure if it was him, but he mentally decided that he would know that meerkat smirk anywhere.

Blaine looked up at his boyfriend when he had gasped and said, His hand resting on Kurt's immaculate brown boots, "You alright? What's happening outside?"

Blaine looked at Kurt with concern as he sat down, his face ashen white, his hands shaken slightly, not believing what he had just saw.

"Blaine…" Kurt began, His eyes faced straight out toward the front of the choir room, "I think Sebastian has transferred." His face remained just as white and deadpan as Blaine eyes widened in shock.

"But…But...But, Why?" Blaine blabbered as he tried to process the information he had just received.

While this scene was playing out at the back of the choir room, the rest of McKinley's Glee club had entered, in dribs and drabs and had taken their usual places around the room. Finn sat next Rachel, listening to her spiel off her list of New Year songs; Mike and Tina sat at the back, discussing their holiday to Canada with Tina's family; Brittany and Santana sat at the front having re applied their makeup after an extremely energetic Cheerios practice where Sue had shouted profanities at them through her megaphone. Quinn, Sam, Rory and Puck sat in a group with Artie all sharing stories of their Christmases. Mercedes was not present because she still on holiday with her family in New York.

Kurt and Blaine ignored everyone else in the room and begun to have a nervous discussion over reasons why the troublesome Warbler would be at their school. They were in such deep conversation they did not even notice when Mr Schue called for attention.

"Blaine, Kurt is there something you would like to share with the group?" His teacher personality had come out since talking over him was a pet hate of his.

Kurt and Blaine looked around the room, their faces still painted with worry, but they both shook their heads, unwilling to break the news to their friends before they had made sure their unwanted suspicions were true.

Mr Schue stared at the well-dressed pair for a moment, trying to read the matching expressions that were displayed across their faces. He paused for a moment tried to read them but then Rachel pulled him back to what he was saying.

"Mr Schue you were saying?"

"Oh yeah…so a new year and lots of possibilities and I know you Rachel," he motioned to the female lead, "have created a list of songs to sing…" Rachel cut him off and stood up, walking down to face the group, her song list in hand.

Blaine and Kurt walked out of the choir room still discussing the possibilities of Sebastian's arrival at their school.

"For all we know, it may not have been him," Blaine said soothingly, placing his hands over Kurt's as they sat in the cafeteria, "You only caught a glimpse of him and we don't know what he wear's when he is not in his Dalton uniform."

"OK, I'll not assume anything, but if that greasy-haired, boyfriend-stealer has transferred, I'm going to give him a piece of my diva mind!" Kurt cried as he smacked his coffee cup onto the table. Blaine patted Kurt's hand trying to calm him down. He knew very well how Kurt felt about Sebastian and he didn't want to have an angry Kurt on his hands.

"It will be OK, I'm telling you," Blaine said, "He means nothing to me. You are all I want." Kurt blushed at the remark from his boyfriend but felt pleased none the less. He had worked so hard to be accepted and loved by someone that he wasn't going to lose him over some boy who used to live in Paris.

Blaine tried to believe his own advice but he still sent a text to Nick to get some information from the Dalton side of things.

Hey Nick. Kurt thought he saw Sebastian at McKinley today. Any info –B

Blaine knew this was all he could do for the time being so he looked at Kurt, smiled and said, "Can we talk about something else? I don't like thinking about him while I'm with you."

Kurt blushed again but agreed. He began to talk about the new fall line for Gucci. Blaine sipped his cappuccino and smiled. He knew nothing about fashion like Kurt did but he loved the way Kurt talked about it. It was one of the qualities Blaine found most attractive in his boyfriend.

Kurt drove his hummer into the drive of his house, Blaine sat by his side singing along to the Adele that blasted out his radio. The driver smiled as he looked at his boyfriend happy as ever, while he was still fretting about that maybe sighting of his arch nemesis. He decided to put it out of his mind so he could have a lovely night with his one true love. It would just be the couple at the Hummel-Hudson household tonight as Finn was having dinner with Rachel and her dads at Breadsticks, while Burt and Carole had gone to their weekly dancing night which Carole forced her other half to go to. However, they were just planning to eat some food and have a jam session in Kurt's bedroom.

The car stopped and Blaine jumped out the passenger seat door to fetch his guitar from the back, but before he pulled the back door open his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw the name Nick at the top of his screen. A development in the Sebastian story, he thought as he opened the text.

Hey, Seb wasn't at school or Warbler practice today but he was in the dorms yesterday. I was talking to him about Regional's. Dunno why he would want to come to McKinley as he can afford to come here ;) Missing you lots –N

Blaine gave a quiet sigh as he put his phone back in his pocket and retrieved his guitar from the back seat. So Sebastian was still at least living at Dalton even if he hadn't attended today. He wasn't transferring to McKinley straight away then. He wondered if Nick knew about Sebastian chasing himself because the text had emphasised the fact he himself could afford to go to Dalton. Blaine knew that Nick thought the only reason people went to McKinley was for another person.

"Who was the text from?" Kurt asked materialising at Blaine side and wrapping his arm around the former Warbler's waist.

Blaine didn't want to tell him the whole truth right now so he just said, "Oh Nick was just texting to say he was missing me from Dalton's fine halls. That's all." Blaine smiled pretending that was all it was about.

Kurt scrutinised the look on Blaine's face and felt bad. He was the one who had pulled him away from all his friends to go to a school 89 miles away. They were obviously missing him and Kurt suspected the same was true vice versa. He desperately wanted Blaine to be happy and to be able to see his old friends again.

"Maybe you should organise to meet up with them sometime soon. You could go this weekend?" Kurt said smiling as they walked into the house.

"But, we were meant to be going Breadsticks on Friday night and then going shopping on Saturday and you know that Sunday's are Anderson family days," Blaine said, groaning at the thought of spending all day with his family, "I wouldn't want to blow you off. You are more important anyway."

Blaine kissed his boyfriend lightly and ran up the stairs to Kurt's bedroom. Kurt walked into the kitchen and pulled a lasagne from the fridge.

"You should go to see them instead on Saturday, or stay over Friday night," Kurt called up the stairs as he began heating up the lasagne, "You see me every day of the freaking week!" Kurt was happy for Blaine to go see his friend but he did enjoy being the most important thing in someone's life for once.

Kurt's room was dominated by his love of fashion. He had three wooden wardrobes that lined one of the walls, their doors not able to shut properly from the mountains of clothes stuffed neatly into them. On the wall above his bed pages and pages of fashion spreads from Vogue had been cut out and stuck onto it. All the pictures were annotated in black sharpie by Kurt, commenting on the clothes that were being shown. Even his desk was stacked with piles of categorised magazines and books that did not fit on his one small bookcase.

Kurt lay on his front on his bed, his arms dangling over the end. He had hung up the trench coat he had been wearing on the back of the door and his boots were in a shoe rack in his biggest wardrobe. Blaine was sat on the floor at the end of his bed, his guitar that was signed by all his Dalton friends on his last day, was on his lap.

"Just ask him if he wants to meet up this weekend," Kurt pleaded as Blaine refused to cancel their plans.

"Alright. But you can't get angry if he wants to do something," Blaine said and resigned to send a text to Nick.

"Thank you," Kurt smiled and ran his fingers through his boyfriend's well tamed hair.

Blaine pulled out his phone and sent a text to Nick-

Kurt is forcing me to see you this weekend. Are you doing anything? -B

The reply shot back almost immediately-

Having a Warbler party in my room on Saturday. Meant to invite you. Kurt can come too since he was actually a Warbler :) -N

"Perfect," Blaine said looking up, "Nick is having a party on Saturday and we are both invited. Looks like I can see him and you at the same time."

"That's great. It will be nice to see all of Dalton again, well most of them," Kurt said, malice in his eyes as he thought about the Warbler's newest addition.

Blaine grinned and kneeled up to kiss Kurt lightly. He missed his friend's lots so he thought it would be great to see them, especially to see Nick. Blaine pulled back and picked up his guitar.

"I'm picking the next song," he announced, preparing to play his guitar, "You will know it and I expect you to sing along."

Kurt laughed at the forceful nature of Blaine's voice but he agreed and he instantly recognised the song as Blaine strummed out the first notes.

There's something 'bout the way

The street looks when it's just rained

There's a glow off the pavement, you walk me to the car

And you know I want to ask you to dance right there

In the middle of the parking lot, yeah

Kurt laughed again at Blaine's choice of song and its mushy lyrics but he knew that he felt exactly the same way about Blaine so he did not question it.

We're driving down the road

I wonder if you know

I'm trying so hard, not to get caught up now

But you're so cool, run your hands through your hair

Absent-mindedly making me want you

Blaine motioned Kurt to join in for the chorus.

And I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless

And I don't know but with you I dance

In a storm in my best dress, fearless

Blaine smiled as he saw the love in Kurt's eyes. He stopped playing guitar and singing, leant forwards again and kissed Kurt. Kurt looked surprised as he was mid line but he just went with it.

Next time : Blaine and Kurt arrive at the party for a surprise. The party was not what they had expected.