Hey guys thanks for the reviews. I finally have a plot in mind for this story and I was quite proud of this chapter.
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Kurt roamed the halls of Dalton aloof. His legs on autopilot. His mind wandering again to Blaine. The dapper boy had a nac for disappearing at odd times. Blaine would claim he had to use the bathroom and Kurt wouldn't see him for an hour. On their dinner date Blaine received a phone call from his mother. Another family emergency. Kurt began to worry about Blaine and his home life. Every time Kurt brought this up to Blaine the older boy would smoothly change the subject to the latest Vogue issue, Kurt's fashion sense or simply kiss the countertenor until his mind forgot about the question that plagued his mind.
Kurt's autopiloted legs carried him into the hall that held the Warblers practice. Kurt let out a loud high-pitched squeal at the playful poke in his side jolting him out of his wanderings. The countertenor spun on his heel and glared at the culprit.
"You know I hate it when you do that." Kurt spat at the beautiful boy before him.
"You know I love hearing you squeal." Blaine quipped winking at the younger boy. Kurt's heart fluttered but didn't allow his face to betray the increase in his pulse.
"Save your fetish for making me make obscene noises for the bedroom please." Blaine moved to place his mouth next to Kurt's ear and just breathed, hot and heavy. Kurt shivered and let out a deep moan. The second the sound left his lips, his delicate hand was covering his pink lips eyes saucers. He couldn't believe he just moaned in front of the rest of the Warblers. He could hear laughs erupting within the hall. Where was Wes and his gavel when it was actually needed Kurt wondered. As if reading his thoughts Wes banged his gavel.
"Now that Kurt as diligently demonstrated his talented vocal range let rehearsal begin."
Wes said adding another shade of red to Kurt's face. The countertenor shot another bitch glare in Blaine's direction who simply shrugged it off with a dazzling smile. Kurt was going to get him back for that.
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Toward the end of Warbler's practice Blaine heard the annoying chimes ring in his ear once again. Blaine wanted with every fiber of his being to ignore the summon he was experiencing. He had already blown Kurt off twice this week and he knew Kurt was getting suspicious. Blaine's phone vibrated against his thigh, dragging it out of his pocket he read the text sent by his Aunt Phoebe.
'Meet us at the manor in ten. This is going to take all six of us.'
Great just what he needed. Another drawn out battle between good and evil. Sixteen years ago, apparently the day he was conceived, the power of three, Blaine's mother and two aunts, shifted the scales of good and evil in their favor. For fifteen years they were able to live normal lives. The vision shown by the angel of destiny held true until something happened. A shift. No one, not the Charmed Ones nor the Elders, could figure out exactly what had caused the shift, but the demons returned. Fights became more intense. It took six instead of three to vanquish the hard demons and three instead of one for the more simple demons and warlocks. The Book of Shadows became less and less helpful as brand new demons entered the arena.
As the elders became more and more aware of the intensity of the situation they decided it was best to grant Leo his power back. Leo was more than happy to have his wings again. He couldn't sit out this fight. He was forced out of the last one and it almost ruined Piper. This time he would be able to fight alongside his wife.
Blaine resented the fact that he was a witch. All he ever wanted for himself was to be normal and happy. Though however much Blaine may have resented it he still did his part to help out in whatever way he could. It just broke his heart that he had to hide his deepest secret from Kurt. Blaine loved Kurt. Though he hadn't had the courage to tell Kurt that yet. Blaine was too afraid that even though Kurt may love him back- god did he hope that was true- Kurt could never truly love Blaine for everything he his because Blaine had yet to show Kurt everything he was. Blaine let out a shaky sigh at that thought. Looking up from his phone he saw Kurt move toward him squeezing through the other Warblers in the room.
"You want to go for coffee?" Kurt asked playing with Blaine's lapel. "I know this place. It has an amazing medium drip." Kurt's hand on Blaine's lapel and his blue-grey eyes borrowing into Blaine's soul all Blaine could do was kiss the countertenor full on the mouth. Whoops and catcalls erupted around them paired with an "ah come on guys get a room" followed by a loud thump and a voice saying "ow." Blaine pulled away from the kiss.
"What was that for?" Kurt as a little windswept.
"For being you, and it was also asking for a raincheck." Blaine said sheepishly. "I have to go somewhere." Kurt's face fell.
"Fine raincheck." Kurt pouted. "And I'm going to hold you to it." Kurt said poking the dapper boy square in the bellybutton.
"Is that a promise?"
Kurt nodded.
"Good."
With that Blaine spun on his heel and walked off to the nearest bathroom hoping to find it empty so he could orb home.
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When Blaine materialized in the living room of the manor the first thing he noticed was the overturned table. The next thing he noticed was that he body flying at him was his father's.
TBC
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