Chapter 2- Yay Food!

Kurt stopped walking and turned to Blaine. "What's wrong with B36?" Kurt could have sworn he saw Blaine wince. "Well, it's just. That room might be a little hectic?" Kurt frowned. "Define hectic?" Blaine rubbed the back of his neck. "Umm." At that moment Kurt tuned out and was no longer listening to Blaine at all. He just kind of got this weird feeling. He couldn't place it. Like a swirling of something, a weird surge of energy, or something. Yup, your definitely crazy Kurt. It passed just as quickly as it had come. He then realised that Blaine was calling his name. Kurt looked up to see his friend with concern written all over his face. Deciding to pretend nothing weird just happened he quickly changed the subject. "So room B36. You gonna take me there?" Kurt asked innocently. Blaine shuffled uncomfortably. "Can I introduce you to a friend of mine first?" He asked politely. "Yeah of coarse." Blaine took Kurt's hand and left him breathless for a moment. Blaine seemed unfazed and led Kurt round a corner to a set of glass double doors with a bronze plate that had writing carved into it on one of the handles. He took his hand out of Blaine's and moved forward to take a better look at what it said. Library.

Kurt felt his mood brighten, he'd always loved books. He would often find himself lost in the pages. Personally, he favoured romance novels but found himself with a thing for poem's too. He liked the beauty, magic and the love in it all. Yeah, he was a huge sucker for that kind of stuff. Though Kurt felt reading twilight had been pushing it. He remembered back at McKinley in English, they'd been given Romeo and Juliet. The teacher hadn't actually cared whether they watched the movie or ignored the assignment completely. The guy was getting payed to give out a test, so that's what he did. The fact that Kurt had already read the book (possibly twice) may have helped but that didn't mean he didn't re-read it for the class test. Obviously, it's to be suspected that he aced it.

Blaine cleared his throat and Kurt leaned back from the door with a genuine smile. "This is your friend?" He asked giggling into his hand. Blaine shrugged nonchalantly. "Would you rather we go find Nick and Jeff?" He teased. "Umm. You know I think i'm just gonna. . ." He trailed off as he moved back towards the door. Blaine laughed in the way that had Kurt's heart beating a million miles an hour and together they entered the library. Kurt was awe-struck to say the least, it was just so beautiful. Rows upon rows of books. So many! He turned back to Blaine with a huge grin. "It's magical Blaine!" Blaine chuckled and Kurt could have sworn he heard him mumble something about an understatement. Shrugging it off he went back to admiring the room. "You know you can go have a look if you want to." Blaine smiled encouragingly. The blue/green eyed count-tenor nodded and looked over to the Romance section. He travelled a finger along the books as he walked, finally coming to a stop in front of one he knew. Blaine was suddenly beside him and read over Kurt's shoulder. "Beauty and the beast?" He asked with a smirk. "Yeah," Kurt said defensively and slightly self conscious. "Is there something wrong with that?" He looked up at Blaine with wide, innocent eyes. "No, it's just that it's my favourite movie." Kurt held it in his left hand as he went back to trailing along the rows of novels with his right. "You haven't read the book?" Blaine blushed a bit, something that Kurt found incredibly adorable. "I'm not a big reader. It's not that I'm against it or anything, I do like it." He amended. "I'm just a really, really slow reader. I only read when I'm stressed out or its homework."

"You read to calm down?" Kurt smiled over at Blaine who turned to the row of books beside him to hide his darkening blush. "I do. What do you do to de-stress?" Kurt stopped and pulled out another book before seemingly examining it and placing it back on the shelf. "Honestly? I bake." Blaine had to laugh at that. "A stress baker? That's one I haven't heard of."

"Oh yeah, you should see it. I swear when i get worked up about something I'll absolutely cover the kitchen in baked goods. Their isn't a single surface uncovered by cake or some form of pastry." Kurt added a twinge of attitude, just enough to make the statement comical. Blaine laughed and asked Kurt if he wanted to borrow the book. Kurt smiled sweetly in response but none the less put the item back in its place. "That's okay, I've got a copy at home anyway."

"So, to the rooms?" Blaine stuck out his elbow in what Kurt was now calling the Niff gesture and he took it eagerly as they walked back out of the library and up to the dorms.

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Kurt woke up with tears in his eyes. He wiped them away angrily. He shouldn't be getting so homesick, this wasn't a big deal. He could still see his dad on the weekends and he could call him almost whenever he wanted. He was only two hours away anyway. Most if not all of the boys here were double that distance from their homes. His dad was only two hours away. Two hours. Kurt buried his face in his pillow in an attempt to muffle the sobs that were surely coming. No. He thought to himself. He wasn't going to do this.

Kurt bit his lip, rolled over and faced the empty bed beside him. Upon entering the room he'd been told that his new dorm mate was rooming with a friend tonight so that Kurt could get used to the room. He appreciated the thought but if anything it had made his home-sickness worse. Being in an unfamiliar place was one thing but being there alone was another. He swung his legs over edge of the bed and sat there for a moment. Before long he figured out that he wasn't going to be able to get anymore sleep and got up. Kurt opened the door, relieved when it didn't creek and stepped into the hallway in his silk pyjamas.

His footsteps thudded lightly on the wood as he walked. His mind feeling clouded. He wasn't entirely aware of where he was going he just knew he was going there. Running his fingers lightly across the railing at the stairs Kurt slowly descended them. He wandered for a bit before coming to a stop in front of a wooden door. He stopped suddenly and placed a hand on his chest. There it was again. That weird energy thing again. It made him feel really uncomfortable but in a kind of weird way, an almost good way?So this thought brought Kurt back to his earlier thoughts of 'am I crazy?' With a small breath out he swallowed and tried to push the odd sensation away. He blinked a few times when it actually did and shuddered. It was cold out there, okay? He opened the door and peaked inside. It was a kitchen. Kurt smiled to himself. Had he been more awake and far less tired he would have laughed that he could find himself a kitchen anywhere but as of now he instead stumbled in and clicked the doors shut behind him.

Blaine's eyes fluttered open and he jumped out of bed. He'd always been a morning person. Despite how much this would usually bother his friends. He glanced at the clock. 7.00 Am. He made his bed wondering whether Kurt would be up this early on a Saturday. He finished and tucked in his sheets before making his way to the bathroom. The lead soloist pulled a face in the mirror before reaching for the gel. Humming along happily he squeezed it into his palm and tamed his wild curls. Before long Blaine was out the door with a spring in his step.

Knocking swiftly on Kurt's door he stepped back and straightened his blazer. Looking expectantly at the door Blaine waited. He frowned when a few minutes past with no response. Kurt couldn't possibly of not heard him and Blaine hadn't really pegged him as a heavy sleeper. Besides, hadn't he mentioned something about getting up early for his skin regime. Yes, he had. Blaine was sure of it. Opening the door Blaine peaked inside. "Kurt?" He was met with no response and walked into the middle of the room. The bed was empty and so was the bathroom. No-one was here. Blaine gave a closer look to the bed. A smoothed out uniform was stationed neatly on the end of it and it was pretty clear that Kurt had slept in his bed last night at some point, this easily made known by the rumpled sheets. It wasn't made either which Blaine found odd considering Kurt had seemed the neat kind. So if Kurt wasn't here then where was he? Confused and worried Blaine left the room. Maybe Kurt had gone to get coffee. . .

Blaine wrapped hurriedly on Wes door. He received a groan and the thump of footsteps. The door swung open to reveal Wes still in his pyjamas. "Blaine? What an earth are you doing up so early and why are you knocking on my door?" Blaine rolled his eyes at his best-friend. "First of all, it's not that early, it's like 7.30 and secondly have you seen Kurt?" Wes perked up at the mention of the time. "Wait, seven-thirty. Are you serious?" He was practically whining by the end of his sentence. "Yes." Blaine said despite the rhetorical question and followed Wes into the room. The Asian rushed over his cupboard before slapping himself in the head. "David get-up! We're gonna be late!" Wes called out behind him and rummaged through his closet for a tie. David groaned and pouted in Wes general direction. "But I like, seriously don't wanna." Wes ignored his sleepy friend and turned to Blaine. "No, I haven't seen Kurt. Why?" He said in answer of Blaine's earlier question.

"Is something wrong?" David interrupted from where he was now sitting up on his bed and rubbing his eyes. "Maybe, I'm not entirely sure. He wasn't in his room."

"And you felt the need to wake us up over this." Said Wes, who was now combing his hair. "Yes, Wesley. I did." He said grumbling. "Hey, don't call me that!" Blaine huffed and folded his arms. "Wow, calling Wes, Wesley. You must be really worried." David got out of bed and reached for his uniform. Blaine ignored the fact that David knew exactly how worried he was. "Shut-up David."

"Defensive much." Wes said and David looked at him more carefully. He studied him for a moment.

Oh god no… Don't think about him. Don't think about his beautiful eyes or perfect hair or you big fat cru- AH! David's face lit up with excitement just as Wes's did with realisation at seeing how much Blaine didn't want David to do what he was doing. "Oh my god!" He exclaimed.

"You like him!" His two best friends shouted together. "Guys!" Blaine complained and sat down on David's bed. He put his head into his hands to try to hide his embarrassment. Wes jumped up on the bed and squealed. "Blaine-y has a crush! Blaine-y has a crush!" Blaine jumped up and pulled Wes down. "Look, I'm sorry I called you Wesley but please never, ever call me that again." Wes opened his mouth to say something but David interrupted him. "Stop trying to change the subject, Blaine." He said as he pulled on his school pants. Dam him and his all-knowing ways.

Wes gasped. "You wouldn't try to do that, would you Blaine?" Blaine ignored him and put a hand over his eyes instead. "David! Please keep your pants on around me." David grinned and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Oh, don't be like that Blaine-y." "Uh, I hate you!" Blaine paused in thought for a moment and lifted his other hand to cover Wes eyes too, who yelled in protest. "Bl-aine! Now I can't see David's perfectly toned Chest." Wes joked and Blaine removed his hand to roll his eyes. "How the hell aren't you two gay." The offending boys in question gasped simultaneously. Wes turned to David and momentarily dropped the offended act. "Ooh! Lets do the Thad thing!" David nodded eagerly and regaining their hurt/angry faces said together, "You mock us, sir." Blaine jumped off the bed and headed straight for the door. "Oh my god your channelling Thad. I can't handle this. I'm so out of-" His mock-rant was cut off as Wes and David, (now fully dressed) grabbed his arms and each linked one with their own. People sure did that a lot around here."Your still trying to change the subject." David said with a smirk and Blaine mentally cursed. David hit him lightly on the arm. "Language." He said scoldingly. Wes was growing impatient and David noticed. "Come-on Blaine. Lets go get breakfast." David said while giving him a wink. "Yay! Food!" Wes yelled excitedly on his other side.

Blaine ignored Wes and David as they walked down the hall to breakfast. David nudged him playfully. "Come-on Blaine. I'm sure he's fine.' Wes looked up and smiled at Blaine, catching onto David's attempt to cheer him up. "David's completely right. Did it occur to you that he could be in the dinning hall already." Blaine looked down and fiddled with an invisible strand of cotton on his Blazer. "Did it?" Wes said again when Blaine didn't answer. "No." Blaine sighed and Wes patted him on the back. "Come on buddy. Let's get to breakfast."

Blaine, Wes and David all walked into the dining hall and started towards the Breakfast line. Blaine scanned the room and didn't find Kurt. However what he did find was a certain blonde warbler running at him full speed. Jeff skidded to a stop barely inches in front of Blaine. Blaine tilted his head in confusion, having known better then to try and get a word in. "Blaine! Blaine! Blaine!" The irritating warbler yelled at him even though he was standing directly in front of him. "I found Kurt!" Jeff yelled excitedly. Blaine had already been to Nick's room (where Jeff just so happened to be, no surprises there) to ask if they'd seen the boy earlier that morning. Nick hadn't even woken up, being the heavy sleeper that he was but Jeff had greeted him cheerfully and told him that if he even smelt Kurt's perfume he would call him straight away. Blaine had rolled his eyes then much like he was doing now. "And you couldn't text me this, because?" Blaine said and Jeff shrugged. "Anyway. . ?" He said just as Nick joined them having chosen to walk instead of run like his over-excitable friend. "Did you tell him yet?" He said. "Nope." A practically bouncing Jeff responded. "Well hurry up I really want to be where Kurt is right now." Jeff nodded repeatedly. "Me too, just wait a second and I'll-"

"Just tell me already!" Blaine said irritably. "He's in the kitchen!" Jeff said like it was his acceptance speech at the Golden globes. Blaine pushed past the duo and fled the cafeteria in search of Kurt. Wes, David, Jeff and Nick watched him go with amused expressions. "He seems eager." Wes responded smugly. David grinned and Niff just looked confused. "Is this about Blaine's crush on Kurt or Kurt's crush on Blaine?" Said Jeff. Wes and David looked to the blonde in shock. "How did you figure it out?" Asked Wes half curious, half put out. "It's kinda obvious." Nick nodded matter of factly. "Are you sure Kurt likes Blaine?" Wes said sceptically. Jeff looked at Wes like he was an idiot. "Didn't you see how he was looking at Blaine yesterday, and how he would blush and look away whenever Blaine touched him or even how his brain malfunctioned when Blaine hugged him. What about when-" David put his hands up in the 'I surrender' fashion. "Okay, okay we get it. Kurt definitely likes Blaine." "You should have noticed it David." Jeff said with a smirk. "Hey, I wasn't paying much attention to his 'emotions' at the time. I was to busy checking to make sure he thought we were a 'normal' show choir." Nick snorted. "It's called multitasking David." David shrugged. "Whatever." Jeff then spotted the food being served and excused himself to go find bacon.

"So how did you guys figure it out?" Nick said conversationally. David raised an eyebrow. "Right." Nick murmured to himself, he never really could function right without Jeff. "You never said why Kurt was in he Kitchen?" Wes mentioned as they made to join Jeff in the breakfast line. Nick grinned. "We'll show you after breakfast." Wes and David gave him a reluctant look. "Why can't we go now?" David said. "Wouldn't want you to fill up on sweats before breakfast." Nick said and picked up a piece of toast. Wes and David shrugged and did the same.

Four mostly full plates later. . .

"Excuse me while I go tell Jeff that he can't have soda for breakfast." Wes said.

A/N And thats chapter two! I'm really happy with this chapter and i really do like Niff and Wevid in this. Until 'glistening moon' pointed it out I hadn't even noticed Kurt's room number 3/6 was Jeff and Nick's 3/6. Actually, I spent ages after i typed it wondering if I should make the number special or anything but decided that I was just going to leave it random. I had actually chosen Niff numbers subconsciously. What does that say about me? :) Again, please Review. I could really use some more idea's for this but more importantly I need some good powers. I have a few of the more basic one's noted already and a few out of the out of the ordinary ones but does anyone else know some uncommon ones?

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