Hi guys. I am writing this straight after I posted chapter 1. When I started this is was a one shot but clearly Blaine and Kurt had other ideas. Usual disclaimer applies also I don't own the songs mentioned or The Princess Bride.
The drive to Dalton was nice; Blaine really liked Carole but never really got to spend any time with her. He just wished it was under better circumstances. Currently Blaine and Carole were singing along to Erma Franklin's Piece of my heart. Carole's voice was sultry. Blaine could see where Finn got his talent from.
Shuffling forward slightly Blaine turned the radio down "You have a beautiful voice Carole."
Carole blushed "thank you honey. I used to sing to Finn when he was little. He wouldn't go to sleep if I didn't. I sung to him every night for a week after the whole Quinn pregnancy thing."
"Do you still sing?"
Carole shook her head "not as much as I used to. When I was younger I was a lot like Kurt; there was always music playing or I would be singing. Now I just sing when I'm cleaning; it makes is bearable." Carole laughed and Blaine joined in.
"I love that about Kurt, how much music is a part of his life." Blaine smiled at Carole as they slipped into a comfortable silence.
"Thanks for coming with me Carole. I really appreciate it."
Carole patted Blaine's leg and returned her hand to steering wheel "it's no problem Blaine; I'd doing anything for my three sons."
Blaine turned away, quickly wiping the tears away from his eyes, he did have a family. "Thanks" he whispered.
Blaine spent the rest of the trip regaling Carole with stories of Dalton and the Warblers.
"It sounds like it's a great school."
"It was" Blaine agreed "but it's not reality."
Carole pulled into the parking lot and parked the car "that's true but neither is McKinley."
Taking a deep breath Blaine undid his seat belt and led Carole into the place he had once called home but was now simply Dalton Academy.
Walking side by side Carole and Blaine entered the majestic building and headed to reception.
"Blaine Anderson!" Milly the receptionist smiled "you here to see the Warblers?"
Blaine simply smiled and nodded, scribbled both his and Carole's names into the guest book and headed to the choir room. If Blaine didn't know the way the sound of sublime harmonies and beat boxing would have shown him. "It's just round this corner Carole." Turning the corner Blaine pushed open the double doors with more force then necessary causing them to fly open. The Warblers all turned to face the noise with shocked looks on their faces. "Warblers!" Blaine nodded.
"Blaine! How are you? Look I am sorry about…" Sebastian walked towards Blaine.
"I don't want to hear from you Sebastian. I don't want to hear from any of you. How dare you?" Blaine scanned the group of uniform clad teenagers "how dare you let this happen?" He gestured to his bandaged eye. "I thought you were my friends."
"We are" one of the Warblers retorted.
"No. You're not. Because friends… Friends wouldn't leave another friend screaming on the floor in agony." Blaine ran his fingers through his hair in frustration "Friends wouldn't let another Warbler attempt to throw a slushy at someone. Have you all forgotten that Kurt was a Warbler too? Forgotten why he came here, what he did for all of you? Alan did you forget that Kurt helped you with your wardrobe? Dan how about when Kurt helped you hit those high notes you were having trouble with? What about me? What about all the times I helped all of you? All of the secrets you told me and I didn't say a fucking thing. Nick, Jeff, Trent I know that you are sorry." Blaine looked at the aforementioned Warblers "Kurt told me but I don't know if I can forgive you, any of you. Kurt wouldn't hurt a fly; he went out of his way to fit in here to conform, he felt like he lost his individuality and for that I am to blame."
Some Warblers hung their heads, some shuffled slightly but all were ashamed, except one.
"And you" Blaine turned his gaze to Sebastian "what the fuck is your problem with Kurt?" Blaine stopped talking allowing Sebastian to answer.
"I don't have a problem with Kurt." Sebastian smirked.
"BULLSHIT!" Blaine screamed "you've had it out for him from the beginning. Is it because I love him and not you?" Blaine took a step towards Sebastian. "Is it because I'm with him and not you?" he took another step "is it because I fucked him at not you." Blaine immediately regretted saying that last part, but he was too mad to turn back now. "Did you honestly think that throwing a slushy at MY boyfriend was going to get you into my pants?" Another step forward, Blaine took a moment to compose himself "you have no chance with me." Blaine stood face to face with Sebastian and spoke in a low voice "I don't give a fuck who your Dad is, stay away from me, stay away from Kurt, stay away from the Hummels, stay away from New Directions hell stay away from Lima."
Blaine stepped back addressing the group once more "what happened to once a Warbler always a Warbler?" Blaine spun on his heel and left with Carole hot on his heels.
Tears streamed down Blaine's face as he all but ran back to car. Carole pressed the remote for the car and unlocked it, allowing Blaine to slide into the passenger's seat. Clicking her seatbelt into place Carole turned to look at Blaine "Are you okay Blaine."
Blaine nodded "I will be. Sorry for um, my language back there. Should we go get a coffee?"
"It's fine Blaine, I understand. Coffee sounds good." Carole started the car "now where is a good coffee place around here?"
"I know the perfect place." Blaine smiled his tears having finally subsided.
"How is your eye?" Carole asked, nursing her medium non-fat latte.
Blaine fiddled with his eye patch "Really sore, I didn't want to take my meds today, because I wanted to be coherent when I talked to the Warblers" he paused for a second "yelled at the Warblers" he corrected.
"We should get going" Carole smiled. Blaine and Carole downed their coffees and headed to the car.
Retrieving Blaine's clothes from his house was uneventful, just as he suspected it would be.
Once back at the Hummel/Hudson residence Blaine sat on the couch. His eye was throbbing, grabbing his overnight bag he traipsed upstairs into Kurt's room. Taking his medication he lay on Kurt's bed and pulled out this phone and tapped away.
To Kurt:
Hey babe, just got back from Dalton. Is it okay if I take a nap on your bed?
The reply came in a flash.
To Blaine:
Nap away! How are you feeling? How'd it go? Are you okay?
Fucking livid Blaine thought, but instead he wrote:
To Kurt:
I am a little sore so I have taken my meds. It went badly, I yelled and I am feeling upset.
To Blaine:
Oh Honey I'm sorry. Do you want me to come back early? I can skip Glee.
To Kurt:
No it's fine. I want you to fill them in anyway. I will just take a nap. Wake me when you get back.
To Blaine:
Will do. I love you Blaine.
To Kurt:
Love you too.
To Blaine:
Good, sleep now my love.
Blaine smiled at the last text and closed his eyes to welcome sleep.
Kurt walked into Glee Club that afternoon with purpose, like a man on a mission. Well his mission was to get back to his place and see Blaine but still, he was a man on a mission. He filled the Glee club in on how Blaine was doing and they swore revenge. Artie in particular seem to be taking the whole thing the hardest (next to Kurt) in fact Artie sort of zoned out and quietly sung the words to Michael Jackson Scream. It seems like all of New Directions want blood Kurt pondered, I do too, but we can't stoop to their level. Kurt scanned over the faces of his friends and told them that they would not be seeking revenge on Sebastian and The Warblers, as Kurt left Glee and headed to his car he wondered if it was the right choice. Kurt used the short drive home to think about everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. Blaine was injured – that really upset him, Sebastian was the one who injured him; that fact really made Kurt's blood boil. He had always prided himself on being a reasonable person. Was he a little bit dramatic at times? Absolutely. But when it came to things that really mattered Kurt was reasonable, well reasonable enough. Kurt couldn't help but wonder how Blaine would have reacted if the tables were turned. Would he swear revenge on Sebastian's children and his children's children? Would he challenge Sebastian to a duel? (Blaine would win, he was a fencer after all.) Or would he simply go and beat the crap out of Sebastian? Kurt smiled at the thought of a bloodied and beaten Sebastian and then he immediately felt bad. Damn my father and his insistence on teaching me morals!
The amount of cars outside the Hummel/Hudson house made it look like a used car yard, or a typical day at Kurt's house. There was Finns pick up, Blaine's station Wagon, Carole's compact and Burt's pick up. Parking his Navigator (or Lil' Monster as Blaine had named it) into the drive way Kurt turned off the car and made his way inside. Kurt heard Carole call his name form the kitchen "you might want to go and check on Blaine, he has had a tough day." Kurt hugged Carole briefly before heading upstairs.
Opening his bedroom door Kurt smiled at the sight. Blaine was asleep on his stomach his arm slung over Kurt's pillow, pretending it was Kurt; the same way it was they night they first made love. His hair was a mess and his cell phone was just out of reach. Kurt quietly placed his satchel on the floor and made his way over to his sleeping boyfriend. Trying his best not to wake the slumbering teen Kurt slipped off his shoes and sunk onto the bed, removing the lucky pillow that he was ever so slightly jealous of Kurt lay down next to Blaine. Placing his lips just above Blaine's ear he whispered "I love you." Kurt moved back just in time to see a smile forming on his boyfriends lips.
"Mmm Kurtie" he mumbled in his sleep.
Kurt bit back a chuckle. Blaine only called his Kurtie when he was really tired, or in one of his playful moods, and in his sleep apparently. Kurt would never admit it but he loved the nickname.
"Blaiiiine: Kurt sang quietly. "Blaiiiney" Kurt rang his fingers gently through Blaine's curly mass of hair. Eyes blinked and slowly fluttered open. "Hi sleepy face." Kurt greeted the sleepy beautiful brown eyes in front of him.
"Hi Kurtie" Blaine smiled moving to his side, pulling Kurt closer and nuzzling his head into Kurt's shoulder. "I had the strangest dream" Blaine mumbled.
"Yeah? What happened?" Kurt twirled Blaine's hair around his finger.
"I dreamed that all of the buses in Ohio were giant skateboards, all the cars were giant skates and motor bikes were moon hoppers and school was a giant beetle made of Chocolate."
Kurt chuckled "I'd say that's the drugs talking."
"Me too." Blaine lightly kissed Kurt's clavicle "how was school?"
"It was, ah" Kurt gasped closing his eyes "it ah, it was the same as it always is."
"And Glee?" Blaine hooked his finger on the neck of Kurt's cardigan, pulled it back and sucked on the newly exposed skin.
"Glee?" Kurt's voice was a little higher than usual. "Glee was good. I um" Kurt's eyes fluttered as he pulled Blaine closer "I-told-New-Directions-not-to-take-revenge." Kurt garbled followed by him crashing his lips into Blaine's. Kurt hooked his leg over Blaine's and pushed himself up so he was straddling Blaine. Kurt smiled down at Blaine and gently ran a finger down his face "My very own Dread Pirate Roberts." Kurt giggled.
Blaine's good eye flicked back and forwards over Kurt's eyes "I love you" he stated earnestly.
Kurt placed his hands one each side of Blaine's face and inched his own face forward so their mouths just touched and he whispered "I love you too." He pecked Blaine's lips "I love you Blaine."
Slowly but way too fast in Blaine's opinion Kurt returned to his previous position: next to Blaine. "So Dalton?" Kurt prompted lacing their fingers together.
"Dalton's a school with uniforms and a zero tolerance for bullying. I thought you knew that Kurt" Blaine quipped. Kurt said nothing and only raised an eyebrow. "Carole drove me, it was great; she has a beautiful singing voice by the way."
"She does" Kurt agreed as he stroked Blaine's hair.
"I was fine for the whole ride there, but the second I saw Dalton I could feel the rage building." Blaine took a deep breath calming himself. "So I pushed the choir room doors hard and when they flew open and they made a loud bang."
"That's very dramatic of you." Kurt jested
"Well, you're not they only one with a flair for the dramatic. I told the Warblers that they aren't really my friends because friends wouldn't have left, and that they aren't your friend because if they were they wouldn't have let the slushy even be an option. Then I reminded them of how much you had helped them, how much I had helped them."
"How'd they react?" Kurt kissed Blaine's forehead.
"They all looked pretty sorry for themselves. Except Sebastian."
Kurt gritted his teeth at the name.
"I asked him what his problem with you was."
Kurt felt his muscles tighten "what did he say?"
"He said he didn't have one"
Kurt scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"That's pretty much what I said. I asked him if he hated you because I loved you and not him, because I was with you and not him, because I made love with you and not him." Blaine mumbled the last few words.
Kurt turned red "Oh, did you really say that?"
"Ahhh?" Blaine closed his eye and mentally braced himself for impact. "I may have said… is it because I fucked Kurt and not you?"
Kurt's eyes widened.
"K-Kurt I'm really sorry I was just so mad…"
Kurt started laughing "I would have…loved to have been there for that."
They both laughed for a minute or so before slipping into a comfortable silence.
"So basically," Blaine broke the silence "I lost a whole lot of friends" Blaine sighed.
"Sweetie, I'm so sorry." Kurt kissed Blaine's cheek "I know it's not the same but I managed to repair my relationships with New Directions after I went to Dalton, so it's possible."
"I just don't understand why they did it?" Blaine squeezed his eyes closed.
"Me neither Baby" Kurt held Blaine tighter. "Maybe we should meet with Nick, Jeff and Trent, see what they have to say for themselves." Blaine went to say something but was stopped by Kurt "I am not saying that you have to forgive them, but at the very least you'll get some closure."
"O-Okay, can you text them for me?" Blaine's voice was small.
"I sure can" Kurt pulled out is phone and typed
Trent, Nick & Jeff, Blaine wants to see you. Meet at my place tomorrow at noon. Just you three. Kurt.
Kurt showed Blaine the text before it was sent.
Kurt placed the phone on his bedside cabinet "And now we snuggle."
Blaine beamed up at Kurt and shimmied closer. "I like that plan."
This took me way longer to write than I would have liked, but work has been busy. Two people quit so I am now three people at work. Hope you like the chapter. Next chapter will be a chat with Trent, Jeff and Nick. Please review.
