AUTHOR'S NOTE: I apologize; I failed to notice until yesterday that I made a mistake in my last chapter. Rachel, Blaine, Kurt and all my other characters are all seniors in this. They were originally going to be juniors, until I finished my plot line and realized that didn't work. I fixed that mistake, but for those of you who read chapter 1 Tuesday, just pretend it said seniors. Also, this is chapter 2 out of 10. Expect chapter 3 on Monday :)

Kurt arrived at Blaine's house at exactly 4:00pm. His promptness shocked Blaine, and just made him love Kurt more. Kurt probably had plenty of other things he could be doing on a Friday night, but he cared enough about his grades, and his position on Cheerios, to spend it studying with Blaine instead. And obviously he wasn't dreading it, or he wouldn't have been on time.

When Kurt pulled into Blaine's driveway the first thing he noticed was how big the house was. It was practically a mansion. Kurt figured Blaine's parents were rich since he had been attending Dalton, a very expensive private school, but he still didn't expect this. His Dodge Caliber had seemed liked a nice car to him when he got it that summer, but next to the Porsche Carrera GT in the driveway it looked like trash. He could only assume the car was one of Blaine's parents, since he had sure never seen it in the school parking lot. He pondered that as he rang the doorbell.

When Blaine answered the door Kurt's jaw hit the floor. The boy was standing in the doorway in jeans, a tee shirt, a cardigan, and wait…he was wearing socks. So he did own some. Kurt looked up when Blaine coughed.

"So you do own socks," Kurt laughed.

"Oh. Y-yeah, I-I guess I don't-t wear them often," Blaine was blushing. Kurt held in a giggle at Blaine's stuttering.

"So, where are we studying?" Kurt asked, subtly checking the boy out as he turned and led Kurt into his house. He mumbled something about his room and no one being home, but Kurt was too busy checking out the way Blaine's jeans hugged his ass perfectly to listen. Instead he happily followed the boy upstairs, and into a dark room.

"S-s-sorry, the l-light switch is over here," Blaine said. When he flicked on the lights Kurt glanced around. The room fit Blaine, it was dorky but still tasteful, and you could tell a lot of money was put into decorating it. Kurt noticed something shiny and gold on the bookshelf so he walked over to it. It was a fencing trophy. Multiple fencing trophies, actually.

"You fence?" Kurt asked, noticing how Blaine's cheeks had turned a very dark shade of red. God he was cute when he blushed.

"Um yeah, I started at Dalton in middle school. I love it." Blaine said. 'God I'm stupid, of course I love it. If I didn't love it I wouldn't do it' Blaine thought to himself.

"Hmm, cool."

'Was that a sarcastic cool? Or does he actually think it's cool?' Blaine thought. 'Ugh we just need to start this tutoring thing before I make a fool of myself.'

"So what do you want to work on first? Calculus or Bio?" Blaine asked Kurt, noticing how Kurt continued to walk around his room and check things out. He heard a small giggle escape Kurt's lips when he peeked in Blaine's closet. He knew that should upset him, but Kurt was in his room, giggling. How in the world could he be upset?

"Oh my, your wardrobe needs an adjustment. What do you say tomorrow we take a study break and head to the mall?" Kurt said, turning to Blaine who was quite obviously checking him out. He was just going to come in his Cheerios uniform, but for some reason he wanted to look good. He had put on his best designer sweater and a pair of form fitting jeans, along with his black combat boots. It was a typical Friday outfit for him, and judging by Blaine's look it was just as attractive as Kurt thought it was.

Blaine's blush covered his whole face and neck when he met Kurt's eyes, which only made Kurt grin bigger. Blaine got butterflies from the way Kurt's shocking blue eyes glittered when they met his. The boy always provoked emotions in Blaine but having him this close again, it was basically heart suicide.

"Okay, well, a study break can never happen if we don't study. Can we start with Calculus? I got a test back today, and I got a 36% on it. Which to be honest, I really never thought it possible to do so bad. I need major help," Kurt said, noticing the sense of relief in Blaine's beautiful hazel eyes when the topic was brought back to tutoring.

"Sure, what unit was it?"

Glee!

After going over Kurt's test for an hour and a half Kurt declared he needed a food break. So far he had re-worked, and gotten correct, three quarters of the problems. Blaine had to call his focus back quite a few times though, when Kurt would see a distraction in Blaine's room and stand up off the floor to go look at it.

"No. Come on Kurt, we only have 15 more problems, and if you focus we can go over them in a half hour at most. We left the easiest part to the end," Blaine said, feeling much more comfortable then he had before. Kurt let out an exaggerated sigh, and sat back down on the floor next to Blaine.

"But I'm hungryyy, and my brain doesn't work without food," Kurt whimpered. Blaine swore his heart melted right then and there.

"15 problems. And then I'll cook you dinner if you're willing to stay around," Blaine said. When did he get so gutsy? Blaine was generally a shy guy, in fact he was surprised he wasn't still stuttering every time he talked to Kurt.

"Blaine, you cook? Geez, an attractive, intelligent man who cooks. What more could a girl want," Kurt sighed.

"Guy," Blaine corrected, trying not to geek out about the fact Kurt had called him attractive. Noticing Kurt's puzzled look he added "I'm into guys, not girls."

"Oh, I'd heard there was another openly gay kid at our school, and I kinda thought it was you, but I didn't want to assume."

"Erm, yeah. So how about that? 15 problems and then dinner?" Blaine asked, and couldn't help but grin when Kurt enthusiastically agreed.

Glee!

The two boys went over the last 15 problems on the test and Kurt was completely focused the whole time. They finished in 25 minutes flat. Afterwards Blaine showed Kurt the way to the kitchen and opened his recipe book cupboard.

"What are you in the mood for? I can cook pretty much anything in these books, and we probably have all the ingredients because my dads are compulsive grocery shoppers," Blaine said, and watched to see if Kurt had any reaction to the fact he had two dads. That could always trigger the memory, but it didn't. Kurt just looked over the recipe books.

"What's your favorite dish to cook?" Kurt asked. He couldn't believe how many recipe books were in the cupboard. Every minute he spent with Blaine so far, he discovered something new about the boy. He wished Blaine was popular so he could consider dating him.

Kurt wasn't shallow by any means. In fact, if they weren't in high school Kurt would ask Blaine out in a heartbeat. But he knew how hard it was to get into the position he was in, and he wasn't naïve enough to think that dating Blaine wouldn't change that. The boy was cute, in the clothes he wore around the house at least. Especially now, when all the gel he had used to slick back his curly hair had been brushed out. And Kurt had made him change his glasses to a pair with smaller frames when he saw the glasses on Blaine's desk. Why he didn't wear those glasses to school, Kurt would never know. He figured they just didn't match the look Blaine generally had.

"I think my favorite would have to be Spaghetti Alla Puttanesca," Blaine said, as he pulled out the recipe and showed it to Kurt.

"Italian. Directly translated to Whore's Style Spaghetti, right?" Kurt asked, reading through the ingredients. Blaine was shocked the boy knew Italian, or at least of that pasta. Noticing his surprised look Kurt said "my aunt took me to Italy for a summer in middle school. Started taking the language as soon as we got back. Sounds great, you sure you don't mind cooking it?"

"Of course not. I love to cook," Blaine said, getting out the required pots and pans for the dish. He only paused once to check the ingredient list before getting everything out. Kurt noticed how amazing Blaine's memory must be, when he didn't even read the recipe as he cooked.

Feeling the need to busy himself while Blaine cooked, Kurt walked around the kitchen. He found all the plates and silverware and set the table. He found sparkling grape juice in the fridge and poured them each a glass. He found two candles stuck in the cupboard, with a pack of matches next to them. He was about to light them when he decided he should ask Blaine first.

Hearing Kurt's voice, Blaine came out of his cooking induced daze and saw how nicely Kurt had set the table, including sparkling grape juice in wine glasses. Realizing Kurt asked him if he could light the candles, Blaine nodded, then turned back to his pasta so Kurt wouldn't see the look on his face. Even though this was definitely not a date, it was the closest Blaine had ever gotten to a date. So he was going to enjoy it. He finished up the dish and filled Kurt's and his plates, surprising Kurt with a loaf of home-made bread he had put in the oven when Kurt was busy doing something else.

"Wow Blaine, this is amazing," Kurt said, after taking a bite of the pasta. "That's so cool that you can cook."

An hour later Kurt thanked Blaine for a wonderful study session and headed home, mentioning something about seeing him tomorrow and going to the mall as he walked out the door.

Blaine was fairly certain he'd never been happier in his life.

Glee!

The following day Kurt woke up to the sound of Rachel's laughter echoing through the house. He hated when Rachel was over in the morning, and had now decided he hated it even more when she slept over. She'd never slept over before, but Kurt had known it was only a matter of time once Finn and Rachel started having sex.

The overly-loud laugh had risen him from a very pleasant dream involving Italian food, no clothes, and a certain boy Kurt had recently become acquainted with. Kurt would admit he was extremely attracted to Blaine, but he figured it was just because he hadn't met another gay boy his age in a long time. In a foul mood, he got out of bed and got dressed. His mood quickly changed when he checked his phone and saw a text message from Blaine.

"Hey Kurt, we never really made plans for today. When you wake up text me, then come over and we'll study for a bit before you drag me to the mall," Blaine's text read. Kurt really did like the fact Blaine texted with proper grammar. He didn't know why, it just made him smile.

"On my way," he sent back, then finished his morning facial moisturizer routine and headed to his car. He shouted to his dad and Carole that he'd be back later in the day; that he was going to study with his tutor. It took him fifteen minutes to get to Blaine's.

When Blaine heard Kurt knocking on his door he couldn't help but be excited. The night before had gone so wonderfully, even when all they were doing was studying. He opened the door to see Kurt, in jeans and a very form fitting tee shirt.

"H-hey, l-let's go to my room," Blaine said. Kurt giggled a little, happy he still made Blaine stutter.

"Kay, I really need help with my Bio. I don't even know what the teacher's talking about in that class. I figure we can do two hours of that and then go to the mall at lunch time. Sue's Crazy Cheerio Diet says we're only allowed to eat 'un-healthy fats' on Saturday at lunch and I am dying for food court fries," Kurt said, leading Blaine to the boy's own room. Blaine was too busy adoring Kurt to know where he was walking.

"S-sounds good. Do you have your Bio book?" Blaine asked as they settled onto the floor of his room. Kurt pulled his book from the bag Blaine hadn't realized he had with him. He wondered if Kurt had had that yesterday, it was a really cool backpack. It was navy blue and brown and appeared to be made of a felt material. 'God even his backpack is cute,' Blaine thought.

"We're studying mitosits or something, we started it on Wednesday and I stopped paying attention immediately. Hey, are you laughing? Stop that!" Kurt said, playfully slapping Blaine's arm.

"Kurt, if you couldn't pay attention to what mitosis is the first time it came up, you're not going to do well for the rest of the class. Mitosis itself is easy. It's the process where a single cell divides into two different cells that have the same amount of chromosomes."

"Why couldn't the teacher just say it that way? Can you help me with the worksheet? It's on the phases of mitosis," Kurt said. He hated Biology before, but Blaine made it less complicated. Blaine could look at the notes Kurt had, and then tell Kurt what they said in a way that wasn't blurry and confusing. He was sure as hell the best teacher Kurt had ever had, in more ways than one.

Glee!

"Blaine! Put it on! I wanna see!" Kurt hollered from outside the changing rooms. He had dragged Blaine into a designer store and was making him try on sweaters and blazers. He tried to make Blaine put on a scarf, but the last time Blaine wore a scarf he thought he was going to choke to death. If he was going to wear anything around his neck, it would be a properly tied bow tie.

"Kurt this looks dumb on me. I like my shirts! If I promise to start wearing jeans and socks to school can I please take this off?" Blaine wanted to say he was having a terrible time, he had always hated shopping, but now he couldn't think of a time he had enjoyed himself more.

"Not until I see it! Open this door!" Kurt demanded, pounding on the dressing room door. A reluctant Blaine opened the door. While Kurt would admit he much preferred Blaine in a tight tee shirt, he thought the Michael Kors sweater hung well off Blaine's broad shoulders.

"Oh my goodness Blaine please buy that. Just that one sweater! I won't make you buy anything else until after we eat!" Kurt clapped his hands excitedly.

"Really? You think this looks good? I couldn't exactly wear a bow tie with it now could I?" Blaine joked.

"You wouldn't dare!" Kurt looked genuinely offended that Blaine would even think of wearing a bow tie with a cowl neck sweater. Though he couldn't imagine it would even be seen unless it was a huge bowtie.

"I'm guessing you'd say no to suspenders over this as well? Thought so. I see no point in it then!" Blaine said, but changed into his tee shirt and carried the sweater to the cash register anyway. He couldn't imagine denying Kurt anything, especially when he pouted his bottom lip like that. And gosh, the way he smiled when he saw Blaine pulling out his wallet was everything Blaine wanted and more. If Kurt liked the sweater, Blaine did too.

Glee!

After the designer store Kurt dragged Blaine into a shoe store. He made him buy four pairs of shoes, and when Blaine said Kurt had promised not to make him buy anything else until after lunch, Kurt insisted he had said no more sweaters. Blaine wasn't the only one to notice the flirting; especially later, when the boys sat down with a slice of pizza each, and a basket of fries to share.

"Azimio, is that Hummel over there with nerd lady?" Dave Karofsky asked, seeing Kurt and Blaine fighting over the last french fry in a container they had quite obviously shared.

"Woah dude, I think it is. Should we go beat nerd-zow up?" Azimio Adams, Karofsky's oldest friend and fellow jock, replied.

"No, if we beat him up in front of Kurt then we'll upset him. And if we upset Kurt we upset Coach Sue and Santana. No one is dumb enough to do that," Karofsky replied, turning the other direction so Kurt and Blaine wouldn't see him. "We'll wait until he's alone at school on Monday. We'll show that queer not to mess with Kurt."

Glee!

After buying a sweater, four pairs of shoes, a pack of socks, and two pairs of jeans for Blaine and two new scarves for Kurt, the boys headed home. Although they had been enjoying themselves, they both knew Kurt needed to do quite a bit more studying.

As Kurt was driving them home Blaine texted Rachel. He asked if she was home, and when she said she was he begged her to leave. Everything with Kurt was going so well, if he could just remember Blaine on his own then everything would be perfect. When Kurt's car turned down his street, Blaine could just make out the green Fiesta at the other end of the road. Thankfully, Rachel understood how much this mattered to Blaine.

"Two more hours of studying. Any more than that and my brain will explode," Kurt joked as the boys began to pull Kurt's homework back out.

"Alright, do you want me to make dinner again after? It's already four." Blaine asked, wondering where in the world the time had gone. Kurt had gotten to his house around 10:30am. They had spent five and a half hours together, only two of which included studying.

"I'd love that, but all I'm allowed to have for dinner is a shake," Kurt said. Noticing Blaine's confused expression he continued, "Sue's Crazy Cheerio's Diet. Saturday's is no breakfast, whatever we want for lunch, and one of her weird protein shakes for dinner. And sadly, that's the best day of the week."

Blaine laughed, and tried not show his disappointment. But Kurt had said he would have loved to stay for dinner, so maybe that meant weekends like this one would continue to happen. Blaine could only hope, as he settled Kurt's Calculus homework in his lap and began to go over the problems.