Chapter One

Kurt stared at Sebastian in awe. His green jacket, shirt, and jeans were drenched with rainwater. His hair was plastered down to his head, and raindrops were rolling down his pale face. Sebastian's sea-green eyes had seemed to fade in color, and they stared at Kurt coldly. Kurt wasn't sure if that was because he was cold or Kurt had done something to him. Sebastian's chattering teeth answered his question.

"Sebastian, why are you-"

"Kurt, let him in."

Kurt turned around to find Rachel standing behind him, giving him a small smile. Kurt knew that Rachel had hated Sebastian from the start, the moment he opened his mouth to speak. It was surprising to him to see Rachel being so giving to him, but he didn't hesitate to let the soaked boy in.

Sebastian let out a shudder of breath when he walked into the dry, warm house. He had been in the rain for what seemed to be hours, so it was obviously going to be a relief when he finally escaped the weather.

"Sebastian, what were you THINKING when you walked out that door? It's raining, you have no umbrella, you barely have a coat to even give you a bit of heat!" Kurt was about to continue when Sebastian interrupted him.

"K-K-Kurt. N-not t-that I-I do-don-don't l-love th-the c-c-crit-criticizing, c-could y-you h-help m-m-me h-he-here?" Sebastian asked through his chattering teeth. He tried to stop them from chattering by forcing his teeth together, but after a while they would get sore and he would have to stop. Then his teeth would be chattering all over again. Either way, he would always end up losing the battle.

"Oh! Yes, of course," Kurt said, suddenly realizing that he was being a bad host to his guest. He helped Sebastian take off his soaked green jacket, and he asked Rachel if she could go and put it in the dryer. Rachel nodded immediately, grabbed the jacket, and disappeared into the hallway. Kurt turned back to Sebastian, who was still shivering and cold. The only improvement Kurt saw was that Sebastian's sea green eyes had turned greener, and his cheeks had a little more color in them. Kurt gave a small smile, but then got back to the task at hand.

"Sebastian, sit on the couch and you can use all the blankets you want. I'll fix you a bowl of soup." Kurt was astonished at how helpful he was being, with it being Sebastian and all.

Sebastian, the boy who almost blinded his boyfriend. Sebastian, the one who tried and ruin Regionals for the New Directions. Sebastian, who tried to blackmail his brother. Why was Kurt even helping him anyway? It's not like Sebastian has helped him with anything, or even been NICE to him. But all that didn't stop him from spooning the soup into the bowl.

"Here, drink this," Kurt said, handing Sebastian the bowl. The younger, and much taller boy looked up at Kurt with a sadness in his eyes. Kurt could feel a pang shoot through his chest, and he almost dropped the bowl as he transported the bowl from his hands to Sebastian's. However, Sebastian caught it in time, and Kurt sighed in relief.

"Careful, princess," Sebastian said, smirking. He took the bowl and lifted the spoon to his lips, drinking the broth.

"You seem better," Kurt said, rolling his eyes. Sebastian shrugged, and took another sip.

Rachel came back into the room, forcing a smile at Sebastian. She wished he would just disappear from Kurt's couch, so she would be able to continue watching RENT. But that wasn't going to be happening any time soon, so she had to play nice.

Sebastian smirked at her, and set the bowl down on the coffee table. Rachel looked away and scowled, but then shook her head in disappointment of herself and continued to walk over to Kurt.

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but I'd really like to change out of these clothes. Do you have anything that anything that DOESN'T look like it came out of a cheerleader's closet?" Sebastian asked Kurt. He only glared at him in response.

"Yes, I have a T-shirt that Finn only wore once. It'll fit you fine, and there are some jeans that will work too. Go change and then finish your soup," Kurt commanded. Sebastian stood up and put his hands up like a criminal being caught by the police.

"Geez, okay, mom."

"Finn's room is the first one to the right," Kurt said, acting like he didn't hear him. Sebastian nodded, and started for the stairs.

"Change in the bathroom, idiot," Kurt added. Sebastian nodded and disappeared up the stairs.

As soon as the coast was clear, Rachel literally attacked Kurt with questions.

"Why is he here? Why was he in the rain? Is he insane? Couldn't he go somewhere else to find assistance? Doesn't he know that your enemies?"

Kurt scratched the back of his head, trying to take in everything that Rachel was spitting out at him. After a few more seconds, Kurt snapped.

"Rachel, one question at a time!"

Rachel turned silent, looking down at her feet. A wave of guilt rushed over Kurt, and he quickly apologized. Rachel accepted it, and continued to ask her questions-but one at a time.

"Why is he here?"

Kurt shrugged. "He looked a bit sad earlier. Something's obviously wrong." Rachel nodded in agreement.

"What are we going to do when he comes back down?" Rachel asked, keeping her eyes on the stairs. She was making sure Sebastian wasn't coming down while they were talking about him.

"We'll make Sebastian feel comfortable here first, and then we'll ask him why he's here. If he's comfortable enough, he'll just tell us without hesitating. I know this things," Kurt said and winked. Rachel giggled in response.

"I think he's coming back down. Act normal," Kurt whispered. Rachel nodded, and she started to smile. Kurt played along and pretended to laugh-very loudly. Rachel started to laugh at how ridiculous they seemed were acting, and soon the whole house was filled with their laughter. It was so embarrassing, but at least Sebastian didn't suspect anything. Rachel and Kurt were pretty sure that was the only good thing they got out of it.

When Sebastian sat down, Kurt and Rachel did the best they could to make him feel at home. They sat down with him on the couch, greeting him with hellos and with questions: 'Are you feeling better?' 'Was the weather really that bad?' 'Was the soup hot enough for you?' Sebastian answered all of the questions with a 'yes', which Kurt and Rachel took as a good sign.

Rachel picked up her phone and looked at the time. "Oh no! I was supposed to meet Finn at Breadstix ten minutes ago! I'm sorry, Kurt, but I really need to go now." She stood up and shoved her phone back into her pocket. "Bye Kurt! You too, Sebastian." Rachel slipped on her coat, and left the two boys alone in the living room, an awkward tension between them. Sebastian stared at the empty bowl on the coffee table, and Kurt looked down at his feet.

And then Kurt broke the silence.

"Sebastian, why are you here?" Kurt blurted out. Sebastian looked at Kurt with a shocked expression on his face; it was obviously the last thing he expected to come out of Kurt's mouth. The expression faded from shock to sadness, and he watched his fingers as he twiddled with his thumbs. He had been preparing for this, but now that he was asked, it was harder than he had thought.

"Well, I'm here because...um...I..." The words died at his lips, and he let out a sigh. He was at the point where there was only two options: Sebastian was either going to tell Kurt or he wasn't. And by the look on Kurt's face, he had no choice but to spill.

"I'm here because I have no where else to live," Sebastian admitted. He hated that he was acting more dramatic than he usually is, but he continued on with his story.

"My parents are on a business trip in Australia, and I couldn't go because of school. I was staying at my parent's friend's house, but then he had to move because the long-distance relationship with his wife wasn't working out so well. I told him I would find a place to stay, but nothing is coming up."

"What about the rest of the Warblers?" Kurt asked. Kurt could feel himself pitying Sebastian, and it made Kurt want to vomit.

"I'm not exactly on their good side," Sebastian admitted. Kurt nodded. He could understand with all that Sebastian has done. Sebastian isn't on Kurt's good side either.

"Besides, it's Spring Break. Most of them are out of town, and the ones that have stayed in Ohio are the Warblers that I've always ignored."

"Oh..."

Sebastian nodded. "My parents are coming back in eight months, and-"

"WHAT?!"

Sebastian turned his head over to the Kurt, who had an astonished look on his face. Sebastian raised an eyebrow, and Kurt just sighed and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but...eight months? What were they thinking?" Kurt asked. Sebastian only laughed.

"They had to, for the money. Besides, they were leaving me in good hands with their friend, Layne," Sebastian replied, shrugging. "At least they thought they were."

Kurt felt bad for Sebastian. His parents were all the way in another country, he had nowhere to live, he was soaked, he had no friend to turn to-Kurt was sure that this was one of Sebastian's horrible days.

"So you have nowhere else to go?" Kurt asked with sympathy in his voice. Sebastian nodded, looking at Kurt with a tiny bit of hope in his now-sea green eyes.

"Wait, are you asking me..."

Kurt could tell that Sebastian was uncomfortable, and soon he felt guilty like he had been before. It was the kind of guilty where he felt like it was all his fault (which it probably was), and that there was nothing he could do to make Sebastian feel better. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to try.

"I gotta go," Sebastian said quickly, standing up. "The soup was awful, by the way. It tasted like crap."

Kurt ignored the insult, and focused on persuading Sebastian to stay and not to go outside, where he'd get ammonia and have to live on the streets.

"Sebastian, stay. You're going to get sick, and I'm going to get blamed for it. And you have nowhere to go, and you're going to end up living on the streets. My parents will think it's fine, so I want you to sit down and I'm going to find some movies that you can watch. What kind of moves do you like?"

"Uh...I like...The Hunger Games?"

"I don't have that," Kurt said, shrugging.

"Figures."

"Do you like the Notebook?"

"Yuck!"

"I'll find something."

Kurt started for the stairs, but the only thing that was on his mind were the words: 'My parents will think it's fine.'

Kurt just hoped that he wasn't lying.