I have to say that I appreciate all the reviews and favorites for my other stories. I after finishing "And then there was one" I knew I just had to go back and write some of the fill ins from the episodes, from Kurt and Blaine's POVs. I always wonder what is going on inside the character's heads and I find that writing from that place works for me. This multi chapt will focus mainly on the "Behind the scenes" from the actual episodes with some drabbles to fill between the episodes.

Let me know what you think. I love reviews.

As must be stated – Glee is not mine, much to my dismay, but I am saving up to buy Puck and I just want to see Klaine happy, really happy, (with typical teenage angst thrown in) someone deserves a real relationship on Glee.

I can't believe I am actually doing this Kurt thought, as he walked down the central staircase at Dalton Academy I know Puck was just being a jerk when he told me to come here and spy. And really … I think feathers would have been a bit out of place, not that I wouldn't have rocked them. I really stick out here, I mean I researched the uniform and the school, but I never realized how much you can stick out without meaning to. That never stopped me at school, why am I so worried about it now.

The staircase and hallways were filled with what seemed like thousands of boys, all in identical blazers, all seemingly with a single objective in mind. Where is everyone running off to? Just ask someone Hummel.

"Excuse me, can I ask you a question? I'm new here" Oh my Lord, how did you manage to ask the most gorgeous guy to ask for help. Chill out Hummel, keep your mind on why you are here.

"My name's Blaine"

Well, he definatly isn't new here, he'd have someone showing him around, so what's the deal. Kinda wish he was new here tho, those eyes are … wow

"Kurt" Breathe, Breathe, Breathe "So what exactaly is going on here?"

"The Warblers." Get your mind off those eyes "Every so often they throw an impromptue performance in the Senior commons, it tends to shut the school down"

"So wait. Glee club here is kinda cool?" There is actually a place where you don't get slushied for singing?

Ahhh. Glee Club He has gotta be from one of the other clubs for Sectionals, checking out the competition I suppose. I can have some fun with that.

"The warblers are kinda like Rock Stars. Come on I know a short cut"

Did he really just grab my hand? This place is amazing …. Am I actually running down the hall with this absolutly gorgeous guy holding my hand.

"Oh I really do stick out like a sore thumb"

If he holds onto that strap any harder, his fingers are going to fall off. Nothing wrong with a little flirtation Anderson. You never know, he may actually be gay and not just seem like it.

"Next time don't forget your jacket, new kid" Did he really just fix my collar? "You'll fit right in. Now if you'll excuse me..."

OH MY GOD. Gorgeous and he sings lead?

I think you made the new kid forget how to breathe. That is too cute. Come on you flirt with everyone when you are singing, why the facination with this kid? I did like that blush on the skin tight dreams innuendo tho. Now he really has stopped breathing Blaine couldn't help letting out a little chuckle.

They are good, actually better than good. Kurt thought on the drive home Blaine …. he is amazing. That voice is enough to make you melt. Don't flatter yourself that he was flirting tho. He's probably straight, but if he is actually gay and popular and the Warblers are cool... is it actually possible that things can be that different from McKinley?

Kurt spent a good part of that evening researching everything he could find on Dalton and the Warblers. There were tons of videos up online from the groups performances and they were fantastic. Well judging from these, Blaine is just an outright flirt. It had nothing to do with you. I think I am going to go back tomorrow, tho. I really have to find out more about a school where the fag can be cool.

The next afternoon found his sitting at table in one of Dalton's common rooms sitting across from Blaine and two of the other Warblers. Why did I think coming back here was a good idea again?

"It's awfully civilized of you to invite me for coffee before you beat me up for spying"

"We're not going to beat you up" David said sincerely

"You were such a terrible spy, it was sort of endearing" Said Wes.

"Which made me think that spying isn't really the reason reason you came."

I recogonize that fight or flight look. I was right there is more to this than just checking out the competition.

Just put it out there on the table. If you are wrong it can't be any worse that trying for Finn, or Sam, or even making out with Brittney. If you make a fool out of yourself it's not like you ever have to see these guys again.

"Can I ask you guys a question?" just ask "Are you guys all … gay?" Great move, now they are all laughing at you. Once again you make the stupid assumption, and make a fool out of yourself.

I knew it

"No, I mean I am, but these two have girlfriends"

"This is not a gay school, we just have a zero tolerance harrassment policy"

"Everyone gets treated the same no matter what they are. It's that simple"

I definatly know that look. I hate to imagine what this kid is going through. Why do I have this urge to just scoop him up in my arms and tell him everything is going to be ok?

"Would you guys excuse us"

Keep it simple here Anderson, he looks like a deer in the headlights

"I take it you're having trouble at school" Why does he even care, he doesn't know me. It might help to talk to someone who just might understand tho.

"I am the only kid out of the closet at my school, and I try and stay strong about it but there is this Neanderthal that makes it his life's mission to make my life a living hell. And nobody seems to notice." Stop crying, you look like an idiot.

"I know how you feel" Someone actually understands? "I was taunted at my old school and it really pissed me off. I even complained about it to the faculty, and they were sympathetic about it, but you could tell that nobody really cared. It was like, hey if you're gay your life is just going to be miserable. Sorry, nothing we can do about it. So I left and I came here. Simple as that" I wish it had really been that simple "So you have two options. I would really love to tell you to just come enroll here, but tuition at Dalton is a bit steep and it's not an option for everyone. OR, you can refuse to be the victim." I guess he never really thought that there was any other option than that. "Prejudice is just ignorance Kurt, and you have a chance, right now to teach him"

"How" Do I really not have to go through every day scared to death. All I want is to be me.

"Call him out. I ran Kurt, I didn't stand up. I let bullies chase me away, and it is something I really, really regret. You have to do what you are comfortable with Kurt, but don't let the idiots in the world break you down. Being gay isn't easy, you know that, but it shouldn't be miserable." He really needs someone to talk to. Really needs a friend, and I remember that feeling. "Kurt if you ever need to talk, just call or text me. I know what you are going through, and I am more than willing to listen if you need me to. I have to run to practice, but if you need anything take my number and let me know, OK?"

"Thanks, I will" Just that touch of his hand on mine makes me feel like I can do this.

"And remember one thing, courage is being able to be you and strong, in the face of everything that you think will beat you down. You've got it, you have to have to open up to me. Just keep that in mind"

I can't believe that I stalked the Dalton Directory. I mean a picture of Blaine in my locker really is kind of creepy. But for some reason it makes me feel like I can do this. God the girls are jamming this mashup. Leather, bandanas, hair whips … you girls definatly let out all the stops on this one. Who's texting me? Wow … courage … I can do this.

Kurt was just walking down the hall with a dreamy look in his eyes, looking at that single word text when he felt his phone knocked out of his hand and his back slammed into a locker. Karofsky looked at him with a smirk and just stalked off toward the locker room.

Damn it, I have had enough, no more of this …

"Hey" he yelled following Karofsky down the hall "I'm talking to you"

"Girl's locker room is next door" Damn you Karofsky I have every right to be here

"What's your Problem? What are you so afraid of?" he yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Besides you sneaking in here to get a look at my junk?"

"Oh yeah every straight guys nightmare, that all us gays are secretly out to molest and convert you! Well guess what ham hock you're not my type."

"That right"

"Yeah, I don't dig on chubby boys who sweat too much and are going to be bald by the time they are thirty" Kurt was yelling at full voice by now, stepping even closer to Kurofsky and getting right up in his face.

"Don't push me Hummel" Kurofsky raised a fist at his face

"You gonna hit me?" Kurt yelled

"Get out of my face" Kurofsky yelled back.

"Go ahead and hit me. You can't change who I am. You can't punch the gay out of me any more than I can punch the ignoramous out of you."

"Get out of my face"

Kurt actually had his finger in Kurofsky's face and yelled "You are nothing but a scared little boy who can't deal with how extrordinarily ordinary you are" And then Kurofsky grabbed his face and kissed him, deep and hard and rough and his heart just stopped. Kurofsky leaned in for another kiss and Kurt just pushed him away with tears filling his eyes.

Oh hell, what just happened? Oh my god, Kurofsky's gay? How dare he do that! My first kiss was supposed to matter. Oh shit, Oh Shit OH SHIT.

He pulled out his phone and sent a 2 word text. "Courage backfired"

It seemed like just seconds before he got a reply "You ok, what happened?"

"Coffee after school" he typed in "I need to talk"

"Sure, Lima Bean at 5?"

"K. Thanks"

"NP CU then"

Kurt sat at a high top table at the coffee shop just staring into his mocha. How do I explain this? God why did I even text him. He has enough stuff of his own to deal with with out dealing with this. I mean, God we just met, why should he even care. Oh yeah that's right, he has it all together and I am this little fragile doll that can't even handle a little kiss. But I didn't want that. His thoughts were inturrupted by a hand gently resting on his shoulder. "You ok Kurt?" Blaine's eyes were full of concern as he took the seat across from him.

"Not really. It started out like normal, just like my everyday life. My phone got slapped out of my hand and I went flying into the locker and it was like I just snapped. All I kept seeing was that text that said "courage" and I went after him."

Oh my god, am I the cause of this? I never meant him to get hurt. I don't see any bruises tho. Maybe it's not that bad.

"I don't even really remember what I said. I remember that I was yelling at him in the locker room, and I said something about him not being my type, and told him to hit me. And thenhekissedme." No crying Kurt, keep it together.

OH SHIT

"Did I hear you right? He kissed you?" Kurt could only nod while he looked down at his coffee "Well sometimes the biggest bullies are the ones that are scared of the truth, but I am sorry you had to go through that Kurt. Are you gonna be ok?"

"I don't know if I can handle seeing him at school tomorrow. I just can't." Kurt was actually crying now.

"I'll tell you what, why don't I come over around lunch time and see if I can help out with the situation, ok. I mean he has got to be as confused as you are, and I want to make sure you will be ok Kurt"

Damn, why did this have to happen to him. He is so scared and looks so fragile right now. I got him into this I have to help him get out of it.

"Thanks for being a friend Blaine. I mean I have the girls and Glee Club, but they don't really get me, they can't. Thanks for listening."

"Anytime Kurt, and I mean that. Now is there anything actually decent that went on today that we can talk about to get your mind off this." They spent the rest of their time chatting over trivial matters, movies, music …. Just actually hanging out.

Kurt and Blaine were walking up the steps at McKinley high school.

What is it with him and that bag strap, he holds onto it almost like a lifeline.

"Don't worry let me do the talking" Blaine tried to sound reassuring but wondered what he was doing there and why.

"There he is"

"I got your back" God he's big. Just keep it together, you got this. "Excuse me."

"Hey ladyboys." Kurofsky said looking between the two to them "Is this your boyfriend Kurt?"

"Kurt and I would like to talk to you about something"

Kurofsky placed on hand on Kurt's chest and pushed him out of the way saying "I've gotta go to class"

OK, now what Anderson?

"Kurt told me what you did" he could see the fear and anger in the jock's eyes

"And what's that?" he said sarcastically.

"You kissed me" Said Kurt

"I don't know what you're talking about" Kurofsky replied nervously

"It seems like you be a little confused, and that's totally is a very hard thing to come to terms with and you should just know that you're not alone" Next thing he knew Blaine was being thrown against the fence.

"Do not mess with me" the other boy basically snarrled in his face and Blaine raised his hands You can't take this guy and confrontation won't make it any better. He just stood there while Kurt physically pulled the guy off him and yelled "You have to stop this"

As Kurofsky stalked off Blaine leaned against the fence and quipped "He's not coming out anytime soon"

Why do you always fall back to sarcasim? Kurt looks like he is about to cry.

"What's going on? Why are you so upset?"

As much as I just want to wrap my arms around him right now I don't think that is what he needs.

"Up until yesterday, I had never been kissed, at least when it counted" That sounds so pathetic to admit, now he is going to think you are just this little kid who can't handle real life.

What can I even say to that? He deserves better than that, everyone does. Your first kiss is supposed to be special, important. It is supposed to mean something, not be like that.

"Come on, I'll buy you lunch"