A/N: So, I received so many alerts/favorites/reviews from you guys for my very first Glee story and well, wow. Over 1k+ hits for that story alone in the last five or so days of November! So I have written a sequel-like story for you all :3

I decided to put the story in somewhat of Kurt's POV, so you get to hear how he feels about every and anything Teacher!Blaine related. The reason this fic is ridiculously long, because of the drama!

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Glee. And if I did, oh boy the things I would have going on ;)

Enjoy!~

~MizzRawr :3

When Kurt says that he loves being a student at Dalton Academy, he truly mean it. And when he say that he loves the teachers there, he really means only Mr. Blaine Anderson. Damn, to Kurt that man was so amazing in more ways than one. How his large hands held him closer to his strong, firm body, how his voice is so soothing that Kurt melted every time he heard it, and oh lord, don't get him get started on the size of that mans' cock.

A few weeks back Kurt had lost his virginity to his the teacher he's been crushing on since the start of school. He loved being the teacher's boyfriend, sex partner or whatever it was that they were at the moment. All Kurt knew was that both he and Mr. Anderson loved the company of one another, whether it be sexual or not. The only way that Kurt was ever going to grab the man's attention was if he showed up to school in his most enticing outfit, written a paper revealing his most dirtiest fantasies and confession in hopes that the other man wouldn't get offended or disgusted in him, and if all went well, fuck him. Thankfully everything went according to how he had planned it.

He had to smile at the memory of Kurt sitting in Mr. Anderson's class room after school hours, helping the teacher grade papers. Blaine had told him that when he had read the paper he had masturbated to it, and has done so on several occasions after their first sexual encounter. Not expecting to hear that, Kurt's marker had slipped out of his hand and clattered to the floor. He looked up to the teacher and received a devious grin. Needless to say, they ended up having nothing but amazing sex in the back of the room against the near the window.

What they had was a secret, because if anyone had ever found out about them, Blaine would lose his position as a teacher, go to jail and be filed as a child molester and pedophile for the rest of his life. Neither of them wanted that, so they had to keep what they had laying low. But being in a large school such as Dalton, one could get away with so much. Kurt suggested that they have sex in places literally noone goes to and they can only be missing from the eyes of others for a maximum of thirty minutes. Though classroom sex was hot, it was also risky with the chance of anyone walking in on them, so they tried not to do it there so much.

Kurt walked into the class with his books in hand. He was about to go ahead and greet the teacher with a hello and a flirtatious smile when he noticed that Mr. Anderson was not there. Raising a questioning brow at the teacher's absence Kurt sat down in his seat and smoothed out his Dalton blazer. He began to pull out his things when a blond haired boy perched himself at the edge of his desk with a friendly smile.

"Hey there, Kurt. How's it going?"

"Hello, Jeff. I'm alright." Kurt replied fixing his hair. I would better if Blaine were here, he thought to himself. It wasn't like the teacher to be late to class. He was always here before the students. His third period was his planning period and normally Mr. Anderson is sitting at his desk with a smile on his face as he watched each student walk in.

"Hey." Jeff said regaining Kurt's attention from his thoughts. "I saw Nick all over Mr. Anderson yesterday here in this class after school. At first I thought it was weird but then I saw the look on Nick's face when Mr. Anderson laughed and placed his hands on Nick's hips, the guy had this pure look of lust on his face." The blond shook his head. "I mean, I know that I should report that kind of thing to the office, but they looked so happy together. I am not the kind of person to go and ruin another guy's happiness. So I just left you know." He shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Looks like everyone is finding love. Christmas time is just right around the corner, you know? Everyone is in the giving season, if you know what I mean?" Jeff winked chuckling and nudged Kurt with his elbow a few times jokingly.

Kurt let out a forced laugh and nodded his head. "Y-yeah."

Jeff hopped off of his desk and stretched his limbs. "Don't tell anyone that thing I just told you. Mr. A is a cool teacher and doesn't deserve to be kicked out. Even if he's fooling around with the untouchables." He said with a wink and walked away to go and sit in his seat across the room.

Tears pricked his eyes and Kurt had to shut his eyes tightly to force them not to fall. How could he do that to him? He thought that they had something special, something that was theirs. Well, he must have been mistaken. Just of all people, Nick? If Blaine was going to cheat on him with someone he figured that it would be with another adult like himself, but no Blaine picked up another student who was willing to drop their pants and bend over. The inside of his chest hurt and he could feel his stomach knotting up tightly. He opened his eyes and looked at the teacher's desk just in time to see the man fall into his seat and begin to take roll silently, looking up every so often to see who was and who wasn't here.

"Nick?" Mr. Anderson questioned looking around the room.

Seconds later, the door opened and walked in Nick. He had a smile plastered on his face. A smile that Kurt wanted to smack off. "Sorry I'm late, Mr. Anderson. Bathroom." He said standing in front of the mans desk with his hands on the wood of the desk leaning forward. Kurt heard a whisper but couldn't make it out over the noise of the rest of the class.

"Please sit down. Make sure you are not tardy next time. This time I'll excuse it but not if it happens again."

"But of course." Nick turned around grinning like a fool and Kurt clenched his fists tightly together. He itched to punch that low life loser. He glanced up at Kurt as the brunet walked by and saw that Nick was looking at him with a smirk before sitting down in the desk behind him.

Don't give him the satisfaction of lashing out. Kurt thought to himself closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. After a few moments he opened his eyes and watched as Mr. Anderson stand up and walk to the front of the class. Just looking at the man, Kurt tried to think of where he went wrong with him. He can't remember a time when things had gone wrong. Wait, there was one time when Kurt was told to leave. A frown made it's way across Kurt's features as he thought back to that day.

He and Blaine were having one of their many make out sessions in the classroom when Kurt had gently pulled away and Blaine began to attack his neck with kisses. The thought had been bugging Kurt for a while and he was interested in finding out where the teacher lived. He had voiced his thoughts, suggesting that they take things to somewhere more private, that some place being Blaine's place. Saying this had stopped Blaine's attack on his neck and the older man looked at Kurt and shook his head softly saying no. Kurt and Blaine had argued for several minutes as to why Blaine didn't want Kurt coming over. That day had ended with a solemn no, and Kurt being told that it was getting late. But Kurt read between the lines, he was being told to leave.

That happened Friday and today was Tuesday. Yesterday he had driven out to Lima to hang out with his former Glee members and didn't get to spend time with Blaine except for a few seconds after class, but that had been uneventful since they only discussed the homework. So hearing Jeff's words about what happened the day before could only result in Kurt's actions on Friday. Blaine probably thought that Kurt was being clingy to him and he didn't want to have Kurt over at his place at all. This thought only seemed to drag Kurt down into his already down state. The boy stared down at his desk and blinked repeatedly forcing the tears not to fall. It was too good to be true. That thing that he had with Blaine was longer no more because the older had moved on to Nick already. Just the thought of Nick being all over the man he loved...wait, did he love him? Kurt always got a butterfly like feeling whenever he was around the man and that had never happened before. He really loved being in the man's presence and didn't matter whether they had sex, sat together while grading papers in silence, or just sat together after school and talked about nothing for hours. Kurt loved everything about Blaine. From his unruly curly hair, to his laugh, to how he has such a passion for English, straight down to his nervous habit of his leg shaking rapidly. Kurt loved it all and oh Gaga, he was in love with his teacher.

Kurt was so lost in himself and his recent discovery that he didn't even notice that everyone in the room was gone and the only people left were him and Blaine. Not until he looked up to find said man kneeling down in front of his desk with his head laying on the table looking like a little child with the concerned look on his face. He jumped slightly and looked at the older man. He could feel the tightening in his chest when he spoke.

"What are you thinking about?"

Kurt glanced at the clock on the wall and realized that it was already six minutes into lunch. "Nothing." Kurt said reaching beside him to grab his bag and begin to gather his things.

"Lies." Blaine said gently poking his cheek and standing up straight to his feet. "What's bugging you, baby boy?"

He cringed at the use of the nickname that was given him and shook his head. "It's nothing. Just...I'm just tired. Shopping with Mercedes wore me out." He said giving a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Okay...well do you want to have lunch in here with me?"

He shook his head standing to his feet. "Sorry, can't. Have to study."

"Well how about we hang in here after school?" Blaine said with a smile and stepped closer to pull the younger boy into his arms, but Kurt had stepped back inching his way to the door. Blaine took note of this and frowned slightly.

"Can't I..I have to go and visit my family, it's Finn's birthday." He lied. It wasn't Finn's birthday but he didn't want to be around Blaine at all right now or later.

"Oh." Blaine said nodding his head slowly. He reached his hand up and scratch the back of his neck. "Alright. Guess I'll see you in class tomorrow."

"Yeah. Bye." With that, Kurt opened the door and walked out not sparing a second look back.

~*,*~

It's been nearly two weeks since Kurt has spent any "extra" time with Blaine. Actually he's been avoiding the man, not speaking to him and giving as little eye contact as he possibly can. He's noticed the looks of hurt and neglect written on the teacher's face. He saw how the older man wasn't as excited to do the days lesson as he normally was. When asked what was the matter by one of the students, he only played it off with a weak smile and claimed he must be catching a cold or something. But Kurt knew better. He saw the longing looks that Blaine sent his way when the class was busy with their noses in the textbook.

He couldn't take it. Knowing that he shared that same class with Nick made him start to think homicidal thoughts. Just the other day, Nick walked up to Blaine going behind the teacher's desk and placed a hand on his shoulder while he asked what was wrong. Kurt had never felt so angry as he did in that moment. The way Nick's hand lingered on the older man's shoulder too long and began to squeeze in a massaging fashion made Kurt's blood boil. He wanted to get up and wring the neck of Nick until the other boy's eyes glazed over and noted his death. He actually had to excuse himself from the class, claiming he had to use the bathroom very bad. When he had gotten back to the class five minutes later, Nick was now sitting in a chair placed near Mr. Anderson's desk and was doing his work there. Gathering his things, he briskly walked up to the desk and lied saying there was a family emergency and that he had to leave at that very moment. Mr. Anderson had looked up at him with a note of surprise on his face but granted him permission to leave anyway. He walked out hearing Nick's voice. 'Want me to stay after school today?' Kurt didn't stay long to hear the rest before he ran out of the school, went to his Navigator and broke down into tears.

For the rest of that day, Kurt drove out to Lima and crashed at Mercedes' house. The girl had worried over him, and he just replied with needing to be with his best girl for the night. The rest of the day resumed with no further questions. Kurt was grateful for her not asking questions, not like he could have told her about what happened. What he and Blaine have...had, was a secret. A secret he was going to keep in order for the other man not to get arrested.

Today, though seemed to slug on into forever. He sat in his fourth period in the back –he switched seats with Jeff since he didn't want to be up in the front any longer– and stared at the clock above the door. Ten minutes left in class and it felt like hours with each tick of the hand. He sighed to himself and looked down at his open book on his desk. He looked at the book but didn't feel up to reading the words written on the page. Right now they were suppose to be reading a story that stretched on for twenty pages, so they could discuss the story in full depth the next day. Yet, he couldn't find the motivation to do so. Although it had been weeks since the break up –or as Kurt liked to call it, "The Separation of What Never Was"– Kurt couldn't seem to get over the fact that he asked a simple question and Blaine went off to another student so quick. Yeah, he was still hurt over it, he actually loved Blaine. Guess the feeling wasn't returned, he thought depressingly.

Soon enough the time passed by and there was only two minutes left until class was over and Kurt listened to the shuffling of papers and soft thump of books closing. He began to get his things together and stopped when he noticed a pair of legs in front of him. He gaze traveled up until his eyes met with a grin on a certain blond boy. Kurt didn't know what it was about Jeff, but the boy always seemed to be in a good mood.

"So, you and I need to have a talk."

Kurt gave a questioning look as he stood to his feet, standing a few inches shorter than Jeff. "About?"

"Boys." With that being said, the bell rang and Kurt was soon dragged out of the room and into the halls.

Jeff had dragged him down to the school's choir room and closed the large wooden doors and locked it. Kurt held tight to the bag on his shoulder and looked at Jeff warily. What did he have planned to talk about, really? Jeff walked over to him and placed his hands on Kurt's shoulders, giving him a look that Kurt couldn't quite place.

"Look, I noticed you giving Nick the look that could kill an army of military men." Kurt's eyes widened at this and opened his mouth to speak but was shushed by the shake of Jeff's head. "I didn't know why at first but that day when you up and left class for a family emergency," he said looking at Kurt telling him that he hadn't bought the excuse and continued. "I figured it out. You are jealous of what Nick and Mr. A have, aren't you?"

Kurt looked at the other boy for a few moments before he broke down, letting his tears come that he had sworn he wouldn't let up, fall down his face. "He was mine first! I love him, not that whore, Nick!" He said bringing his hands up to his face to cover it. "He left me so easily..." His words so soft Jeff had to strain to hear them. "I asked him one simple question and he leaves me." Kurt said as a fresh wave of tears came.

Jeff's eyes widened and he pulled the smaller boy in for a hug. He held him for a few moments, rubbing his back soothingly until his cries lessened. "Hey, hey, hey. Mr. A is an ass for leaving you like that. He lost a really good thing and he won't know that until you're taken by someone else."

Kurt sniffled and looked up at him. "Taken by someone else?"

Jeff looked down at him and smiled. "I have a plan." He said petting Kurt's hair out of his face.

~*,*~

Kurt walked into class the next day with a smile spread wide on his face. If things went exactly like Jeff had explained nothing could go wrong. Which was why Kurt was so happy. He sat down in his seat in the back and watched as Mr. Anderson walk into the room with a cup of coffee in his hand and sit down. Great, he's here. Now where is– his thoughts were cut off as he heard the sound of boys harmonizing in what sounded like My Love by Justin Timberlake. Jeff strolled in to the room and sought Kurt out as he sang.

"If I wrote you a symphony

Just to say how much you mean to me,

What would you do?

If I told you were beautiful,

Would you date me on the regular?

Tell me would you?

Well baby I've been around the world,

And I ain't seen myself with another boy like you.

This ring here represents my heart,

But there's just one thing that I need from you.

Say I do. Because,

I can see us holding hands,

Walking on the beach our toes in the sand

I can see us on the country side sittin in the grass laying side by side

You could be my baby

I can make you mine, maybe

Boy you amaze me

Ain't gotta do nothing crazy.

See all I want you to do is be is be my love."

As Jeff sang the song to him with the help of the other Warblers, Kurt couldn't help but blush. This was something he didn't expect Jeff to do to him. He really expected holding hands, flirting with each other and possibly a kiss or two, not to be serenaded. Not that he wasn't enjoying every bit of it. Jeff had pulled him out of his seat and began dancing around him, getting down on one knee as he sang, all I want you to do is be my love. Kurt blushed at the gesture and watched as the blond stood to his feet and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, nestling his face in the boy's neck as he sang the last few lines of the song.

"No other man is going to take your spot my love

My love, love

My love

My love."

He ended the song by holding Kurt's face in his hands and leaned down to capture the boys lips in a kiss. The room erupted in applause and shouts of encouragement from the other students. Kurt kissed his back wrapping his arms around Jeff's neck, catching himself off guard when he found that he was enjoying the kiss with the other boy. Though the moment was quickly put to an end when Kurt felt a pair of hands separate the two of them. Kurt and Jeff both looked up to see the look of a annoyance and a spark of anger written on the features of their English teacher.

"Displays of affection are not allowed in school. Both of you boys know that. If it happens again, you have a weeks worth of detention."

Jeff raised a brow at the tone in Mr. Anderson's voice and took Kurt's hand in his. "We'll keep it rated G then, Mr. A." He said with a smug grin as he led Kurt to the back of the class where they sat together rather closely.

Kurt looked up at Blaine and noted the angered and jealous look written on his face and had to conceal a smile that was threatening to break across his face and he turned to Jeff who looked like he was trying hard not to laugh. Kurt giggled and Jeff let out a chuckle as they looked at on another. Both had seen the look on Mr. Anderson's face.

"Keep it rated G?" Kurt whispered into his ear.

Jeff grinned and moved to Kurt's ear. "It's working though, is it not?"

Kurt chuckled softly and went to Jeff's ear so he could whisper back a reply. "I have to say it is. By the way lovely song choice, I wasn't expecting it."

Jeff moved so that he could look at Kurt and took his chin in his hand. "Is he looking?"

Looking up to the front of the room for a moment, Kurt found that the teacher was looking at them with a look of jealousy in his eyes, he also noticed how the man's hands gripped tightly on the Styrofoam Starbucks cup. He looked at Jeff with a small smile. "Yes."

"Good." Jeff leaned in and placed a kiss on Kurt's lips for a total of five seconds. Kurt blushed and let his eyes slip close as he relished in the feeling of Jeff's lips on his.

"Mr. Mason! I'm going to have to ask you separate yourself from Mr. Hummel and sit yourself up front, right now."

The two boys looked up and saw that there was a large mess of coffee being spilled on the large desk and they couldn't help but chuckle at the mess, knowing fully well as to why it had happened. Jeff smirked and grabbed his things, giving Kurt a kiss on the cheek before walking up to the front finding an empty spot and sitting down with a smug grin on his face.

Kurt sat in the back and tried his very best not to burst into laughter. The entire thing was hilarious, the way that Blaine got so upset and jealous was just priceless. And the spilled coffee? Just the icing on the cake. All he had left to do was the last phase of the plan which was scheduled to be done by the end of the week. The plan was to show Blaine that Kurt had moved on to someone else, stay after on Friday wear something very sexy underneath his clothes, lock all the doors and close all the blinds and strip set a strip tease for the older man. Basically show him what he's been missing and how much better he was than fucking Nick. When they discussed this Kurt was wary about the strip tease but Jeff had to him the key to it was to relax. Kurt nodded and set off to go shopping sometime this week to buy a sexy lingerie outfit.

Mr. Anderson stood to his feet mumbling obscenities under his breath as he walks to the door, trying to dry the wet coffee on his brown slacks. He looks at the class and tells them to go ahead and discuss the story amongst themselves while he went to clean up, thus leaving the room. The room was silent for a moment before dissolving into conversation and laughter, obviously not about the topic they were left with.

Jeff looks back at him and then sends him a wink before pulling out his iPod and placing the headphones in his ear. He smiled and shook his head at Jeff's playful antics and pulled out his cell phone shot a text to Mercedes to see how she was doing. He tapped his phone on the tip of his chin and closed his eyes with a smile painted on his face. Maybe today was going to be better than he had previously thought.