Thanks to Here's Hoping and Calmest Card for their reviews last chapter, hopefully I stay up to standards!

And thanks to all who added this fic to alerts/favs.

Also, I would just like to confirm that, although I use offensive words for gay people, I absolutely do not condone their use. I use them only in the context as to illustrate the horrible treatment that people suffer at the hands of others.

Warnings: Swear words, offensive terms for gay people, violence.

Pairings: 01x02, 03x04.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if I did, most of the guys would be begging at Kurt's feet for his attention. I similarly don't own Gundam Wing, as I really don't like Relena, so she would probably die rather quickly...


The Whereabouts of Happiness Chapter Two

It was almost a strange feeling for Kurt, as he pulled up at school the next day just in time to see the five new students emerging from a Cadillac, similar to the President's own. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he last even minutely anticipated a school day. However just the thought that there were other people like him, other gay students, gave him just the slightest bit of hope, especially after what Duo had said the day before.

He had spent an hour or so texting the hyper-active brunette and sophisticated blonde last night, and just now he felt as if he might have made another two strong friends, and the two of them had assured him it was the same for the other three – they just didn't express themselves as much.

Kurt made his way over to where they were waiting for him, having spotted him as they emerged from the car whilst ignoring all the glances thrown their way: they had left before the final bell rang yesterday; as such no one apart from Kurt had met them. Catching up to them and asking if they were ready for the day, they set off through the front doors of McKinley.

As they entered, Kurt remembered that one movie night he and Mercedes had a few months back. She had been binging on a tub of ice-cream, depressed about life for the night, and, when her choice had come around, had picked a teen movie, rather than their usual rom-com or musical. Kurt hadn't bothered remembering the title of the movie, nor had he paid too much attention, spending the time on his meni-pedi and skincare, however the one part Mercedes had absolutely insisted he watched was when the character walked through the front doors of the school for the first time after a serious makeover.

Kurt associated that scene of the movie to the reactions of his fellow students as the six of them walked in: five new students with the resident fag. The girls all had an exaggerated 'stop, stare, giggle, whisper' moment whilst the guys all eyed them up and down, trying to figure where they should be placed in the social ladder.

It was about then that people started to notice the way Heero's arm was slung protectively – not that he needed it – around Duo's shoulder and that Trowa was carrying two bags with his hand entwined with Quatre's who was chattering quite contently with Wufei, the raven more than satisfied listening to the blonde, occasionally putting in a comment of his own.

It didn't take long, though significantly longer than Kurt had expected, for a line of jocks to span the corridor in front of them, Azimio and Karofsky in the lead.

"So, looks like we got a new bunch of fairies at school!" Azimio mocked from the front, gaining moronic laughter from the bunch behind him. "Didn't the little fag tell you we don't appreciate your kind here?"

Only because Kurt was looking for it did he notice the way Karofsky flinched slightly at that, leaning away from Azimio just an inch or so.

Duo was the one to step forward, though Kurt noticed Quatre wringing his hands together: from what he had seen from the blond, Kurt could guess he wanted to settle things diplomatically, but seemed to realise it just wasn't going to work here.

"Well too bad, you're just going to have to suck it up 'cause we're here to stay. And if you want to try something with any of us, particularly Kurt, then you can just bet we'll bring it ten times worse."

The group of jocks laughed again, the noise really affronting Kurt's ears though Duo's words made him more elated that he should have been with a line of jocks staring them down - or trying to.

"Princess, you got, what?" his eyes locked onto Duo, Heero and Trowa, "Three of you who might be able to hold your own for an entire second," more than anyone, Wufei looked seriously pissed at being sold so short, obviously because of his slight build. "And we got a whole dozen of us who are so used to showing girls like you where they belong. You can bring it all you want, faggot, but I'll make sure to rearrange your face so even yo mama won't wanna touch you."

Kurt almost missed the sudden movement that saw Heero's fist planted in Azimio's face before the jock went flying into the guys behind him.

"Mission Accepted." Heero announced before launching himself into the throng of letterman jackets, instantaneously sending two jocks down.

Duo launched himself forward to join in, with Wufei following calmly afterwards, reaching into his bag before discarding it, pulling out a pair of nunchucks almost making Kurt faint.

"You can't!" He tried to step forward to stop the Chinese teen, but Quatre placed a hand on his shoulder, pulling him back with a smile as Trowa let go of his hand and moved to help.

"It's alright Kurt, we all have a license to use weapons when we necessary. He won't get in any trouble for it," he assured him. Kurt almost missed the, 'thank god he didn't bring his sword today' that Quatre whispered under his breath.

It had only been half a minute, but already there were only three of the jocks left, and a huge crowd watching that Kurt only just noticed.

The most amusing was Puck, who was staring at Wufei and his nunchuck with absolute longing. Wufei had obviously had lots of training with the weapon, and a sword, Kurt guessed, as he could easily imagine the small teen twisting through the jocks with a blade, rather than the wood and chain weapon.

Four teachers arrived simultaneously, just as Duo landed a punch to the gut of the last teen – Robinson, Kurt thought he was called – before brushing his hands together in a very final manner.

Principal Figgins, Sue, Mr Schue and Miss Pillsbury all stared at the scene in complete shock, though on Sue's part Kurt was sure it was more awe-filled than anything.

Kurt saw the way she eyed Wufei as he gave a demonstrative spin of his nunchuck before grasping them together finally, and knew she was already thinking of ways to incorporate that into a Cheerios routine.

"What is going on here!" Mr Schuester was the first to demand, seen as Figgins was currently doing his best 'fish on land' impersonation.

Duo once more nominated himself for spokesperson and gave the Spanish teacher a beaming smile, "I'm Duo, Duo Maxwell. I might run and hide but I never tell a lie: that's me in a nutshell." Kurt wondered if he always introduced himself that way, but shook the thought away as Duo continued.

"This is Heero, Trowa, Wufei, and Quatre, the blonde over by Kurt there. We're new, and these guys instantly started giving us hassle! I can't believe I got threatened on my first day of high school! So anyway, that one there," he motioned to Azimio's groaning form, "threatened me, and Heero took offense. And things kinda escalated after that. Don't worry though, none of us are hurt!" Once more he motioned around the six of them, ignoring Heero as he moved to stand behind the brunette, wrapping arms around his waist and proceeding to kiss lightly around his neck with the exception of placing a hand on the arms that embraced him.

Mr Schue chocked on his breath after the explanation, looking at the other teachers for some input but none was forthcoming so he turned to Kurt.

"Kurt?"

He didn't know what Mr Schue wanted from him, so he responded as he wanted. "It's completely as Duo said Mr Schue, completely provoked."

He could see the frustration in the Glee teachers face as he groaned. "That's not the point! There could be serious damage to some of them! You can't just swing weapons like that around in schools!" he said, looking at Wufei who looked anything but apologetic, mostly bored.

Both Kurt and Heero spoke at once.

"Well shouldn't you be calling an ambulance or something then?" he looked at the teachers all standing doing nothing.

"There's no significant damage. All targets were taken down by clean hits to pressure points inducing unconsciousness or by being winded. Worst damage is light bruising to the stomach and a broken nose." Kurt wondered what he refered to as 'light' bruising: none of them had pulled their punches from what he could tell.

If anything Mr Schue looked more offended by the analysis.

"It doesn't matter how light the damage is! The four of you just attacked thirteen students!"

Kurt had had enough at that point. "So it matters because it's thirteen students? I for one have had much worse in the past month alone! Do you know the bruising I get right up my back and sides because I get forced into lockers every day? Or the way sometimes they don't throw me clean over the side of the dumpster and I catch a limb on the side and sprain it at least? Or how I had to quit the football team because of the constant 'tackles' and slurs in the locker room? Or get verbal abuse, or things sprayed on my locker, or news articles on gay teen suicides pushed through my locker with notes saying I should take a hint? No, you don't! This week is the first time you've given a damn, and you've been walking passed me every day for years when this is happening! So I'm telling you right now, you get all high and mighty when they get a taste of their own medicine, then you're all just fucking hypocrites!"

Kurt was surprised he wasn't crying his eyes out, and hugely thankful for it, his verbal-lashing probably would've been ruined if he had been, with blubbering and lack of breath. He was actually shockingly calm, greatly relieved to finally get it all off his chest, and the arm Quatre had wrapped around his shoulder and rubbing circles on his upper arm was hugely supporting.

It was Sue who spoke first after, giving him a surprisingly gentle smile, "Nicely done Porcelain. That's the sort of attitude I expect from my head cheerleader. From now on, you aren't going to take anymore shit in this school, and if you or your boys," she glanced at the five new students with an approving look, "can't handle it, you bring it to me." She smiled at him, "now, why aren't you in your Cheerios outfit?" her face turned stern making Kurt laugh.

"Coach Sylvester, have you seen the uniforms? Red and white just do nothing for my figure. Now, if it were, say, black and gold? Then we'll talk."

He began to pick his way through the fallen jocks still cluttering the corridor, some beginning to pick themselves up from the floor whilst others were still completely dead to the world. Quatre still had an arm around his shoulder, so Kurt guessed that meant the others were following, knowing they stuck together like glue.

Behind him he heard Coach Sylvester starting in on Figgins, demanding more be done about the bullying in McKinley or he would face criminal prosecution from the CIA, whom her Nazi-hunting parents had strong connections to, as well as her own sway with the Secretary of Defence whom she had saved from choking on an apple pip back in 2008 when she had been dining behind him in Washington DC for her 'winning nationals' celebratory dinner with the Cheerios.

Kurt chuckled at the thought before looking back at the other teens, none of which looked like they had just caused a huge brawl in the middle of a corridor – excluding the slightly hyper grin on Duo's face that said he'd just done something naughty and was entirely too pleased with himself for it.

"Thanks for that, have you all got French first?"


Hopefully the brawl, and Kurt's huge blow up was realistic. Thanks for those who've reviewed, but I'm still looking for pairing suggestions!

Kurt: Blaine, Sam or Puck.

Wufei: Treize, Zechs, threesome with Quatre and Trowa, maybe Puck?

Let me know any favourites you have! Otherwise I'll probably just go with which ever pairing ends up in my head when as I write.

Note, I totally love protective Heero, so damn cute!