Reviews tickle my pickle =))

Over a year ago, Blaine Anderson was the new kid at Dalton. Back then, he wasn't the charismatic, dapper Blaine he is today. He was scarred, mousy, and quiet. He carried around the wounds he received from the public school, mental and physical.

And it was on the first day, people were talking to him, patting him on the back, acting like he had always been there. Some, not all but some, noticed the way he would flinch with each greeting or pat on the back. Two boys, David and Wes noticed this, and planed to make him fit in like no where else. But that friendship would have to wait, someone else got to him first."Blaine!" Blaine turned to look, seeing a familiar face from his first period. Tall, green eyes, pale hair. "Blaine, new kid, right?"

Blaine flushed. "Yeah. Who are...?"

The boy hit his own head playfully. "How rude of me. I'm Mark Michaelson." he held his hand out for Blaine, who took it. "Holy crap, you have soft hands."

Blaine smiled slightly. "Thanks."

"I mean it." the boy said, shooting a smile Blaine would never forget,

Thad Howard: Ugh test, test, test, TEST

David Martin: SHADUP SHADUP SHADUP SHADUP!

Wes Young: SHUT UP THAD! God you ruin everything

Thad Howard: You guys are jerks

David Martin: OH MY GOD YOU NEVER LEARN!

Blaine Anderson: Ahahahaha this is too funny

David Martin: Bombed my 2nd hour test THANKS ALOT Thad Howard!

Thad Howard: Wtf I didn't do anything?

Wes Young: God you ruin EVERYTHING Thad. Just don't even. You make it worse.

Wes Young: My dog ran away. Good job Thad Howard =/

Thad Howard: what is this, i don't even...

David Martin: REALLY THAD?

Blaine Anderson: Way to go Thad Howard, can't find my iPod.

David Martin: Gosh, that kid...

Thad Howard: Really, you too Blaine?

Blaine Anderson: OMG SHUT UP THAD

Kurt Hummel: thinks everyone should leave Thad Howard alone.

(Thad Howard likes this)

Wes Young: Thad would like this...

David Martin: what an asshat...

(Blaine Anderson likes this)

Blaine Anderson: Notice how he is the only one who likes this.

Wes Young: Alone, as always.

"Well, Blaine, I hope you are happy." David said, sitting on Blaine's bed, using his laptop. "You went and let Kurt date this asshat, and now he is going to get hurt."

Blaine groaned, laying his head on his desk. "Please, just stop."

"I don't see why you don't just tell him what happened." David went on.

No, Blaine was not going to tell Kurt what happened. He had no plan at all to tell him everything. "What are you doing on my computer anyway?"

"Harassing Thad." He deadpanned, staring at the screen. Blaine chuckled, sitting up. "What's your password? I want to change your name to frodo."

"No." Blaine said blankly.

"Whatever, I will get Wes to do it. Asians are supposed to be good with that stuff." he said, closing his computer and leaving. As he left, another came in.

"Hey Blaine." the voice greeted, making him look up and grin.

"Kurt. Its nice see you, finally." Blaine commented, setting down what he was doing. He always stopped what he was doing for Kurt.

Kurt laughed, sitting on Blaine's bed. "Midterms have been killing me."

Blaine agreed silently, but the question was on his lips, and he knew he shouldn't ask, but he had to. He couldn't hold it in. Mark and Kurt had been together for a little under a week, and that was more then enough time for Mark to begin his cycle of abuse. "How is Mark?"

Kurt smiled, a little to himself. Was this good or bad? He wasn't blushing, they probably haven't done anything, or else Kurt would blush, or something. "Good."

Blaine tried to smile, to make it look like what he was about to ask was nothing more but a friendly question. "Has he tried anything with you?"

Kurt laughed abruptly. "No, dad. He is a gentleman." Ha, yeah. I bet he is. "He took me out somewhere really nice yesterday." Blaine suddenly felt... Jealous? He usually took Kurt to nice places, but then again he wasn't Kurt's boyfriend...

Had Mark told Kurt he had dated Blaine? Would he? Or were they going to pretend it never happened, like so many times before. Kurt was a strong man, stronger then Blaine ever was, he wouldn't appreciate Blaine telling him to run from Mark before he had the chance to hurt him, which he would. People don't change, Mark had taught him. "Listen, Kurt. In all seriousness, if he ever-"

"You'll be the first to know." Kurt said boredly. Blaine smiled, helplessly. He had to tell him, everything. Because when Kurt gets hurt, it would be all of Blaine's fault.

But he couldn't get the words out. But he knew what he had to do.

Blaine didn't believe in luck, or anything un-plausible like that until he spotted Mark, alone. He told himself, if he saw Mark alone, he would have to do something, and here was his chance. Pushing all feelings aside, Blaine walked up to him with purpose. "Mark."

His soft green eyes met Blaine's, a smirk now playing on his lips. "I thought we would be speaking soon."

Ugh, that voice. Every time Blaine heard it, all it did was bring up old memories. "Then you know what I'm here to warn you about." Mark's smile wavered, and he glanced around cautisouly to see if anyone was listening. "Kurt is innocent, so I swear to God if you do something to hurt him or make him uncomfortable-"

"Blaine, what are you talking about?" Mark said, condescending.

"You use and manipulate people. You can not do to him what you did to me-"

"I didn't do anything to you." It was a statement, a threatening one, smile still on his face. As soon as he said that, Blaine's stomach dropped. Here he was, standing right in front of Blaine lying about something they both remembered perfectly well. Now he was going to say it never happened? "And as far as Kurt knows, we never even talked to each other."

"Don't you dare force him into anything he doesn't want to do." Blaine warned, his hands clenched painfully tight.

"Did I ever hold you down and physically force you into anything-"

"You did a lot of physical things to me-"

"You better keep your damn mouth shut to Kurt." He snapped, his smile gone. "I won't let you fuck this up for me. Keep your lies to yourself, and I will be perfectly nice to my boyfriend. Jealous, Blaine? You were too caught up in someone else to realize what you had?"

"We are just friends. That's all I see in Kurt." Why did it feel like a lie, it was true. "And I won't let you hurt him."

The next day, before the Warblers meeting, Blaine told Wes and David everything that happened with Mark. "I hate him." David spat. "Why can't we tell Kurt what an asshole he is?"

Blaine rolled his eyes. "We are talking about Kurt here. You know exactly what he would do if we suggested that Mark is less then the great guy he thinks he is."

"Then tell him what Mark did to you!" Wes said. "Its not like he is just simple heart breaker, you still aren't over what he did to you. When he does it to Kurt, Kurt will be broken, for a long time."

"We are not telling Kurt about what happened to me! I will talk to him, okay? Tell him things I have heard about Mark are less then favorable. I won't let him hurt Kurt."

David and Wes stared at Blaine. Finally, Wes said, "Why didn't you go for Kurt?" Blaine's mouth dropped open, taken aback. "I don't understand, you obviously want him-"

"I do not obviously want him." Blaine defended. "Kurt looks up to me for guidance and-"

"That's why." Wes said to David.

"What?" Blaine asked, standing up from the couch.

"You have a mentor mentality with Kurt." David said wisely. "So when ever you have that charge of affection for Kurt, you feel guilty, thus suppressing feelings. You think it would be wrong."

"And Jeremiah was just a surrogate for all the pent up sexual tension." Wes added.

Blaine didn't have the time before Kurt got there to let the two idiots know that Jeremiah was not a surrgote, he didn't have romantic feelings for Kurt, and he did not feel guilty about said feelings.

Then he saw Kurt, who was humming a soft tune to himself. Then he felt guilty.

Kurt didn't have a favorable first kiss, but he remembered it. Like everyone else, he had that first kiss in him. And Blaine had his two, which he had shared with Mark.

They were on Blaine's bed, watching a movie. Blaine was on his side, Mark behind him, and arm under his head and the other around Blaine's waist. Blain could feel his heart thumping in his chest, he was so close to Mark he smelled so good, and he could feel his husky laugh in his ear, giving him shivers. It wasn't long until he said, "Hey."

Blaine turned his head slightly, to stare at his boyfriend, who had a gleam in his eye. He leaned forward slightly, Blaine feeling his heart get louder, and when he didn't move away Mark took that as consent and kissed Blaine gently. As soon as their lips meant, another kiss followed, and another, and another, and some more. Soon it was to the point where Blaine was on his back, Mark above him, hands in his hair. That's when Mark's hands started to roam. "What are you doing?" Blaine chocked, breaking the kiss.

Mark smirked. "Feeling you, babe." he answered, his fingers at the hem of Blaine's waistband.

"I'm not ready." Blaine said, shyly, embarrassed.

Mark laughed. "Its not a big deal."

"Mark-"

"You will like it."

"I don't want it."

Mark laughed again. "Oh, you will." Blaine tried to squirm away, but Mark was pressed against him. "Don't you trust me?"

"Well, yeah."

"Then relax." he soothed, in Blaine's hear, then kissing his neck. Blaine liked that. No, he loved it. But he didn't want Mark's hand in his pants, he didn't like it. He wasn't ready. But this was his first boyfriend, he didn't want to fight, or lose him.

It was a Saturday night, Blaine spending the night in Kurt's room as he usually did. Kurt made time to see Blaine. But ever since the conversation with David and Wes, he noticed Kurt way too much.

Like now, right as he was chatting about something or other, all Blaine did was stare at him. He was lying next to Blaine, staring at the ceiling, resting his hands behind his head, using them as a pillow. And there was just the tiniest sliver of skin showing on his abdomen, his shirt raised slightly. To Kurt, it might have looked like Blaine was just blanking out, but he couldn't look away from that spot.

Which was so wrong, looking at your best friend like that. But all he could think about was Kurt's slender figure, narrow hips. All he wanted to do was-

Oh God Blaine, just stop right there, he told himself. He had to listen to Kurt, talking about Madonna, his voice creamy, as easy to listen to as his singing... Stop!

"Blaine?" Kurt asked, staring at him. "Are you okay?"

Blaine sighed. He had to say something, not his feelings for him those had to be ignored, but about Mark. "I need to talk to you about something. Its about your boyfriend."

Very suddenly, Kurt's eyes narrowed. "What about him?"

"Well, I just wanted to bring up... Things I've heard. About him." he stared at Kurt for any indication, but all Kurt had was a blank face with no emotion. "I heard he wasn't, the nicest person to date. Forceful, even? I mean, this is just what I have heard. And he tends to, rush things, also, this is just hear say..."

Kurt sat up, unexpectedly. "Blaine Anderson, I never thought you were the one to listen to gossip. Instead of just being my friend, you are going to come into my room and tell me I don't have good judgement, or I can't handle myself?" Oh, Jesus. "I would expect this from anyone but you, honestly. I would like you to know I can handle myself just fine, you are not my baby sitter, and you should leave."

Kurt made to stand up, but Blaine caught his arm. "Kurt, hey, calm down. You know that's not what I meant. Please." he begged. "I just wanted to tell you what I heard. I'm worried, about you."

"But rumors-"

"You are right, I'm sorry."

Kurt looked like he was about to go off again, but he eased himself back down onto the bed, letting out a sigh. "I'm sorry. I am just so wound up... Thank you, for being worried."

Blaine smiled, but he didn't feel any better. "Want to watch Rent?"

Kurt Hummel watching Rent with Blaine =D

David Martin: that is usually something you do with you BOYFRIEND.

Wes Young: obviously, you two have to be dating.

Kurt Hummel: Oh gaga, not this AGAIN. Butt out, you two.

Thad Howard: lol I am sure Mark just loves going onto Facebook and seeing comments like this.

David Martin: SHUT UP THAD

Blaine Anderson: GET OFF OF FACEBOOK THAD OMG

Thad Howard: I'm switching schools.

Wes Young: shut up thad.