"W-what is that supposed to mean?" Blaine asked, Kurt sighed
"Just…help me. I'll explain later." Blaine nodded as Kurt carefully, and most likely painfully, removed the woven satchel he was carrying and set it on the floor. Blaine tried not to notice how utterly…naked Kurt was. Aside from some vines and something that looked like leaves covering his...bottom half like a swimsuit, he was unclothed. Blaine looked away, blushing.
"How am I supposed to help?" Blaine asked "you need a doctor." Kurt shook his head
"No. Pull it out." Blaine's eyes widened
"I'm not pulling that arrow out of you, I'm not doing it." He shook his head, Kurt looked at him with pleading eyes, Blaine sighed. "Fine…fine." He hunched over Kurt, who removed his hand. Thankfully, the arrow head wasn't very large, and Blaine could still see a bit of it protruding from Kurt's side. Kurt gasped as Blaine grasped the stick firmly between his thumb and forefinger. He looked Kurt in the eyes as he quickly yanked it out. Kurt grunted and turned his head to the side.
"O-okay…do you have any water?" Kurt panted, Blaine threw the arrow out of the car and dug through his backpack, producing a water bottle. Kurt took it from him and undid the cap. He held it over his side and carefully poured a bit directly onto and into the wound. Blaine gasped as the skin began to grow back around the gash, leaving only an angry red line. Kurt sighed and visibly relaxed against the seat and Blaine tried not to faint.
"Do you want to tell me why there was an arrow in your side?" Blaine asked after letting Kurt rest for a moment. Kurt looked over at him and bit his lip.
"I don't think I should…"
"I just pretty much saved your life…can I at least have an explanation?" he asked once more.
"Fine." Kurt sighed "but…you can't tell anyone," Blaine nodded eagerly "I'm not exactly…human," Kurt began "I'm not sure how to explain what I am…you're people would probably call me a Sprite, or Faerie," he rolled his eyes "we live in the woods…we don't interact with humans…ever." He bit his lip and looked at Blaine guiltily, he guessed this was some kind of law or something.
"Okay…" Blaine said, trying to sound like he wasn't having a mental breakdown "who was trying to kill you?"
"Another tribe, from South America. My father is sort of like the…Leader?" he looked to Blaine for confirmation that he used the right word "the Southern Tribe wanted to join us, by marrying me to the other Leader's daughter, and when I refused," he shrugged and gestured to his side. Blaine raised one thick eyebrow
"Well why did you refuse?"
"Because I don't want to marry her!" Kurt huffed, Blaine snorted, surprising himself with how at ease he was.
"Is she…unappealing or something?" he asked, trying to gain the reason to why Kurt would refuse the marriage proposal of someone so powerful.
"Because, she is a female, my preference is with males." Kurt admitted nonchalantly, Blaine's breath got caught in his throat.
"You're gay?" Kurt turned his head to look at Blaine
"Gay?" he questioned, Blaine shook his head, Kurt frowned "you prefer males too?"
"Yeah…" Blaine smirked and ran a hand through his hair. Kurt sighed and sat up, wincing a bit. "What are you doing?" Blaine questioned instantly
"Leaving." Kurt said, Blaine shook his head
"No. You just got shot, there's no way I'm letting you go back out there. They'll kill you." Kurt shrugged
"I lost them, I assume they won't attack again for a few days," Blaine tried to think of something to say that would make Kurt stay. He sighed
"Can…can I at least come back to see you?" he asked, Kurt smiled slightly
"Yes. Right here." He said, stepping out of the car and stomping his foot on the ground. Blaine smiled a bit breathlessly. Yes, he was nervous about Kurt being in a place where people wanted to kill him…he didn't really understand why, but he couldn't stand the idea of Kurt being hurt.
"What time?" Blaine called out, Kurt smirked at him
"Noon?" he called, Blaine smiled and nodded as Kurt disappeared into the woods.
Blaine sat back against the seat, thinking. How was all of this possible? He found himself getting caught up in the never ending questions of existence, and slowly he drifted off.
oOo
"Kurt!" Burt shouted, running to his son and enveloping him in a bone-crushing hug. "You're okay, oh, thank the heavens your okay." Kurt's smile was strained. He couldn't tell his father he'd spoken to a human, been helped by a human…touched a human.
"I…I don't think I will be okay." Kurt whispered, his father stared at him knowingly.
"I know. Son," he let Kurt go and rummaged through a trunk, he pulled out some green pieces of paper and handed them to Kurt. "Money," he explained "if you ever need to run away and be with…humans." He sounded disgusted by the thought. Kurt nodded sharply, feeling guilty already for his interaction with Blaine…and his promise to see him again. He sighed deeply and took the money from his father, shoving it in his satchel.
"I'm going to bed…goodnight, father." Kurt said softly and made to ascend the ladder which lead to his bunk. He laid down on his cot and thought about everything his father had said about humans, maybe Blaine was an exception.
oOo
Blaine woke up with a stiff neck and something poking into his back. He sat up and groaned, looking around. Why was he in the back of his car? He was suddenly bombarded by memories of blue eyes, chestnut hair and golden blood. He rubbed his eyes…that couldn't possibly have happened. He looked down at the seat and sure enough, gold was smeared across it. He choked a bit before quickly getting up and rushing to the driver's side. He shoved his keys into the ignition and floored it. It was freaking out. He rushed up to his apartment, took a shower, ate, and got dressed. He sat on his couch, tapping his foot nervously. It was 11:30, he had half an hour to get back to the woods, which was exactly how long the drive took. He sighed. He'd been thinking, he wasn't sure if he was just caught up in the moment last night, or if he actually didn't care…but Kurt wasn't human. What if he only wanted Blaine to come back so he could kidnap him or something? What if Kurt was dangerous? Blaine decided that was just something he'd have to find out.
oOo
Kurt ran, he ran as fast as his legs would carry him. He thought he was safe! For now at least, he didn't expect another attack for a few days! Arrows whizzed past him as he ran, desperately trying to reach the clearing Blaine would meet him in. When he arrived, Blaine was leaning against his car, a nervous look on his face. Kurt didn't bother to say hello, he pushed Blaine into the driver's seat, slid across the hood and hopped into the passenger's side.
"Drive!" he yelled and Blaine floored it.
"What's going on?" Blaine asked as Kurt caught his breath in the passenger seat, gripping it so hard his knuckles were bone white.
"They…attacked…again." Kurt panted "I…have…to go"
"You can stay with me." Blaine said with finality, Kurt glanced at him.
"Thank you." He whispered.
(AUTHORS NOTE: Alright soo, Kurt's a little…different, shall we say? And Blaine thinks he's purdy ;) Let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions, I'd love to hear from you all)