AN: Hello, kittens! I was very pleasantly surprised at the alerts, faves and reviews! Special thanks to teilo and klaine4ever who reviewed! Reviews make me happy so here's an update! They wanted Klaine action, so here you go! I have a science test I need to cram for, but if i get enough reviews an update may be on late tonight. Peace out! Oh! Some homophobic epithets used so if this is triggering please skip this chapter! I will recap in the next.

The first week of school was relatively uneventful. It was a Friday at 4 o'clock and a certain bad boy was in detention. It wasn't really his fault, though. That stupid senior- Kurt had landed him in here. Just thinking about him made Blaine tense up with anger. Kurt was especially cute that day; dressed in dark wash jeans that seemed to be painted on and a womens corset.

He had caught Blaine's attention more than once that day. Unfortunately the jocks noticed him that day too, but not for the reasons the young Anderson boy did. Not at all.

Fag! Fairy! Princess! They screamed at him as they circled around him like a flock of vultures descending on their prey. The students all cleared the halls and teachers shut their doors, leaving the boy in question to quite literally, fend for himself. Just as the hairy ape in a human costume raised his meaty paws to hit the innocent boy Blaine appeared seemingly out of nowhere and began beating the three bullies. Before he knew it he had sweat on his brow and blood on his hands not knowing, or caring who it belonged too. Kurofsky, the head asshole whose name he had later learned had thick dark blood gushing from his crooked nose and a quickly forming shiner on his right eye struggled to get off the ground and spat at his feet. His two minions had long since dispersed and it was only the three of them left.

Kurt sat down on the floor quietly sobbing as he hugged his knees to his chest, unsure of what was happening. Blaine took a step forward towards Kurofsky and slowly smiled.

"Fuck off before I cut your dick off and mail it to you fat whore of mother for our anniversary. Or better yet I could deliver it to her tonight when I'm over your house screwing her brains out."

"Your just as bad as Hummel, Anderson." He spat as he swiftly stalked off.

"Get up." Blaine said softly to Kurt. The taller boy looked up with large puffy eyes before slowly rising.

"Thank you." He mumbled, turning on his heels to walk away. Blaine gently caught him by the arm much to his surprise. He was sure he would have passed out if not for the younger males firm grasp.

"Hey, you okay? Sorry that happened. No one deserves that shit for being the way they are . Look man, go to the bathroom get yourself cleaned up then head to class, 'kay?" With that Blaine walked away leaving a shocked Kurt behind.

Kurt was speechless. He thought the punky curly headed boy hated him and had come over to assist in beating him up. Oh, Kurt. The poor boy had no idea how wrong he was. Maybe, just maybe Blaine disliked him for him, not because he was gay! Maybe he was just a big lug who was scared about being the new kid. Kurt's heart soared with hope. Maybe that sexy junior truly wanted a friend! Oh yes. It would be Kurt's personal mission to befriend the poor kid and he would do it with the typical Hummel determination. With a spring in his step and a grin on his face he skipped off to class.

AN: How did I do? Constructive criticism is always welcome but please keep in mind this is not canon, so Blaine is a bit more vulgar and blunt. Overall, less dapper! :P