Kurt hadn't let Blaine forgetting to mention about his anemia go unnoticed. In fact, over the next week, Kurt spent a great deal of time asking him about anemia and blood transfusions and how many times a year he thought he missed school to go to the hospital. The answers Kurt received didn't exactly sit well with him, but he forced himself to accept that there are probably some things that are going to be hard for him to take as the full truth. After all, even he knew that things like blood transfusions can't be done for the same person on a whim multiple times a year. It wasn't until Blaine caught him completely off guard while they were doing their French homework in Blaine's room that he forgot about the anemia thing.

"Have you ever wondered if there's life on other planets aside from yours?" Blaine asked, chewing his pen thoughtfully as he watched Kurt tear his eyes away from his conjugations.

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "First of all, aside from yours? Do you think you're all of a sudden not from Earth or something?" Blaine shook his head and blushed a little. "But, I can't say that I've thought too much about it. I mean, of course it's crossed my mind every now and again. How could the universe be so big with humans on Earth being the only intelligent or advanced stage living creatures?"

Grinning wide, Blaine nodded. "That makes complete sense. Have you ever thought of what things from other planets would look like?"

"No...I can't ask that I have," Kurt answered slowly, giving the Time Lord a scrutinizing look. "If I did, I would imagine that my idea of what they look like would be heavily influenced by movies and cartoons."

"If you could, would you travel through time and space?"

"That's impossible. You can't travel through time, Blaine." Kurt rolled his eyes. Sometimes, despite the fact he had a raging crush on the Blaine, he couldn't fathom how he was friends with him in the first place. "What's brought on these weird questions?"

"I'll tell you once you answer my last one."

"Well, I mean, I guess that if it was possible, I wouldn't mind trying it. But I really just don't get why you were asking me in the first place. These questions make no se-"

"Okay!" Blaine exclaimed hastily sitting up and pushing his things into a pile on his bed. He needed to start thinking about how he was going to proposition to Kurt to come away with him. "I just remembered that I have a ton of chores I have to do before Joseph and Beth get home!"

"Did you ju-"

"Yes, I did just call my parents Joseph and Beth. Sometimes I call my parents by their first names when I'm in a hurry. Now! You have to go." Blaine made a shooing motion at Kurt, starting to collect his things and messily put them in his bag. Kurt was swatting at Blaine's hands, trying to get him to stop. He was not amused in the slightest. Besides, he's been alone in Blaine's room before when Blaine had to do things and he just didn't understand why this was so different.

"Blaine Michael Anderson!" Kurt barked, making Blaine stop in the middle of picking up the pens he dropped on the floor. "I am not amused. You say that like I've never been by myself in your room while you were off doing something, and your questions were so weird." Then the fact that he went two full days without any contact with Blaine hit him in the face. "And your anemia thing just doesn't seem right to me, since I'm going off on you! Why aren't you making any sense? What's going on?"

"Nothing," Blaine answered sharply. "Nothing is going on. Besides, I just really need you to leave, okay? I'm sorry. It's been great having you over and talking with you and doing homework together, but I need you to leave so I can do this stuff for my parents. How about I promise I'll call you later?" He shrugged, hoping Kurt would accept his pseudo peace offering.

With an annoyed sigh, Kurt nodded and began gathering his things neatly. "Fine. But if I don't hear from you by eight o'clock tonight, I'm going to come flying through your window dressed like a martian."