It's nearly midnight when the Warblers return home from Fight Club. In the end, Blaine can't win against Katherine but when he fights not even defeat can bring him down. The fight lasted much longer than some of the others.

David takes on Cassie, a Cindy with the ability of sonic scream. Nick gets Renee, another Cindy who can run and react faster than the human eye can catch. And Jeff gets Miller, a Warbler who can levitate himself or anything he touches. Each fight is impressive in it's own right and it keeps Blaine riled. Keeps him excited.

He's covered with sweat. He always has to take a shower when he gets back because the smell is too powerful even for him. A normal dorm at Dalton has two boys in each room sharing a bathroom with the dorm next door, but Blaine's mother thought it better that Blaine get his own dorm room and there for his own bathroom. He switches the shower to the hottest setting (his tolerance for anything cold is so low especially after his powers have been worked) and strips down before stepping into the scolding water. Stem fills the room in a matter of minutes and he can barely see anymore, but he can feel his muscles relax and sooth so that's perfectly fine with him.

Not that he would know, but Blaine thinks the fighting and then the relaxation is little bit like sex. The adrenaline gets pumping, the heart rate speeds up, and you feel so alive that any moment you had before seems wasted. If his mother knew he sought mental satisfaction in this way, she'd probably scold him and tell him how this isn't any way to escape his problems.

And his father would just yell for one reason or another. The whole reason Blaine was so angry was because his father had called him a spoiled brat simply because Blaine had no interest in going out to the garage and working on cars again. It'd be one thing if his father actually wanted to spend time with him; it was that Blaine knew his father was hoping to make him straight. As if fixing a car and getting his hands dirty was going to flip on a switch and suddenly, he was going to be dating a Cindy.

Getting his father to see he was really gay and nothing would change that; it was a never-ending fight. One his father decided just not to fight all together. Which almost worse than screaming in Blaine's face about it.

The water switches off and Blaine works his way through the steam until he is dried, clothed, and ready for bed. His body is exhausted but he's afraid to sleep because he knows what he will see. The fighting is a release for him when he's awake, but when he sleeps it's a confinement. It reminds him too much of the night he lost control. When he had tried to kill four men and succeed with one. The night he might have killed more had his mother not stopped him.

And for what? The boy he was trying to defend died anyway. Had died in a violent, horrific death, all because he had to push back a little bit. All because he was tired of people judging them for daring to be thinking, feeling, creatures who followed instinct and loved who they were born to love.

He does fall sleep eventually. And as guessed, the night is replayed in his mind. He screams and begs his mind to let him escape it but the mind says watch and Blaine couldn't turn away even if tried.

It's the one time fire doesn't feel like his ally. It's the one time he's fighting against himself.

()()()()()()()

Kurt sucked in a breath of air as he took a good look around the hallway. No wonder the students lived here fulltime. Dalton was incredible. Marble hallways, large arches, chandeliers in practically every room. The walls decked with artwork of angels and trees and various other characters that would be ridiculous anywhere else but seemed perfect here.

Come to think of it, nothing at Dalton seemed out of place except for Kurt. It's kind of like at McKinley where it's obvious he's on the outside, except in this place it's not necessarily a bad feeling. He doesn't feel like a part of the crowd, but he doesn't feel unwelcomed either. It's actually a nice change of pace.

He didn't really think this whole plan through very well though. Kurt spent so much time planning out getting Finn to school, giving him a flawless alibi as to why he wasn't at school/Glee practice before making the drive to Dalton and walking on campus, but he didn't know where the Warblers met or how to ask someone about them without giving himself away. He searched both floors entirely and it's nearly 11 when he's growing frustrated.

"They have five common areas but no music rooms?" Kurt sighs as the students switch classes again. He starts to follow them back to the stairwell—he really doesn't want to restart his search from the beginning but he doesn't want to go back empty handed either. He decides he has no choice but to ask someone.

It's a serendipitous moment. Just as Kurt made the decision to ask someone a dark-haired boy with overly gelled hair and just a bit shorter than he was steps in front of him. "Excuse me…" Kurt says, gently touching his elbow. The boy takes three or four more steps before he turns around to face Kurt. He has to tell himself no to gasp as he takes in the boy he stopped.

Exotic olive-toned skin. Beautiful emollient eyes. Hard, chiseled jaw line that made him look just so damn masculine. Okay, now he really understood why people lived at Dalton. He'd pay obscene amounts of money if it meant he got to see this man every day.

Kurt finds his voice once the boy shoots him a confused look. "I'm kind of all turned around. I'm new here." He says gesturing to the outfit. Just when he though the boy couldn't be more appealing to the eye, the corner of his lips lift into a smile. He extends his hand out to Kurt and tells him in a honey sweet voice.

"I'm Blaine."

()()()()()()()

"Kurt." The boy responds in a surprisingly high tone of voice, taking his hand and shaking it. Blaine doesn't want to let go—the skin is soft just like everything else about the boy's appearance. His skin is lucent which poses his sharp graceful features very nicely. His eyes are large and have changed colors in a matter of moments. They had started as a delicate blue and have now evolved into a harsh green. His hair is styled prim and proper just like a Dalton student would, even though his outfit, while fashionable, is so not. Blaine's certain he's never seen a living creature—boy or girl—who's looked so beautiful.

"Kurt." Blaine repeats with a nod, forcing himself to let go of the hand.

Kurt takes a look around as several more people are whispering to each other excitedly and smiling at Blaine. Kurt smiles and turns back to Blaine. "So you must be popular…"

"Oh no, it's just almost time for the Warblers impromptu performance in the common area. I'm kind of the new lead soloist." Blaine doesn't bother mentioning that he's running late to his own performance. He's running on 5 maybe 4 hours of sleep and has been behind all day. Until this moment, he's really been too busy to think about anything else besides just getting through the day.

"Impromptu performance?" Kurt asks. Blaine glances at the clock against the wall and realizes he doesn't really have to time to explain everything to Kurt. Instead, he reaches out and takes Kurt's hand, smiling at the wide-eyed expression of wonder.

"Come on, it's this way."

()()()()()()()

It's the single greatest moment of his life. He scolds himself for feeling that way about a complete stranger, but this is the first time he's ever held hands with a man who wasn't his father. He's pulling him away from the stairs and down an empty corridor and Kurt can't help but feel elated. Blaine's hand is so warm and gentle in his. It feels so complete yet so strangely erotic. He's felt airless before, but never once like he could fly.

Then when Blaine looks back and smiles at him, a small laugh escaping from his lips, Kurt feels his heart melt. It catches him off guard to have someone be so friendly to him after a first meeting but by god he isn't complaining. They enter through the large doorway to one of the first common areas Kurt had entered. The room filled with uniformed boys. In such close quarters with everyone else, Kurt can't help but feel uncomfortable. "I stick out like a sore thumb."

Blaine reaches over and smoothes the lapel in his jacket, giving him a cocky smirk. "So wear your jacket next time, new kid." Kurt doesn't get the chance to come up with a follow-up comment, The Warblers have notice Blaine's presence and starting doing backup sounds. Blaine, never taking his eyes off Kurt, backs himself in line with the other boys and starts to sing.

Teenage Dream is one of Kurt's favorite songs and honestly, he'd never imagine a boy singing the lyrics, not even him. But the words fall from Blaine's mouth and lift into the air. Last year's soloist had nothing on him. His voice was incredible. Well, really everything about Blaine performing was unbelievable. The way he moved, the way he sang, the way he looked at Kurt as if he was looking directly into the boy's soul; it all did one thing or another to him.

And you know, it was always nice when an attractive boy sang-asked you to go all the way with him.

When the performance ended, the entire room thundered with applause. Kurt broke of his daze and started clapping as well, almost forgetting these were supposed to be their rivals.

"Oh god, could you be any more obvious?" Kurt turned to the side to see a boy standing next to him. Thin, narrow features. Long neck leading to a narrow, lithe face. Brunette hair styled from his face in a way Kurt could have appreciate had he not been so sure the boy was insulting him. His toothy grin suggested anything but friendly fun. "Seriously, I'm surprised you haven't drooled all over that women's department store coat."

"Yeah well, fashion knows no gender." Kurt said, relaying one of his famous lines before looking forward again. The boy snorted and shook his head.

"Yes well, apparently neither do you. Sorry to tell you this, but Blaine only dates guys." Kurt turns to tell him to back off, only to see the boy walking away and fading back into the crowd. Meerkat-faced little bitch. Kurt can't help but think. He's drawn out of his anger when Blaine approaches him.

"So, what'd you think?" He asked with that amazing grin.

"I thought it was incredible, and I don't say that about just anyone." Okay, he did sound a little fan boy now, but he was excited. A good-looking boy was talking to him and that good-looking boy was just confirmed to be gay.

But it was shattered when Blaine chuckled and said. "So, want to get some coffee so you can tell me the real reason you're here?"

()()()()()()()

Blaine likes his coffee scalding hot. Like would react like acid if thrown in your face hot. It confuses Kurt when Blaine stops him from grabbing his cup. "Oh no, that one's for me. Here…" He then places Kurt's cup in front of him and sits down across from the terrified looking boy. David and Wes sitting on either side of him with bottles of soda. They don't intend for staying the entire time, just long enough to secure that Kurt wasn't really a threat.

Just after the performance, Wes had grabbed Blaine's arm and told him that Kurt was a spy from another school, but Blaine didn't need psychic powers to know that. Wes however, then told Blaine that Kurt also had abilities. Abilities that quote "I've never even heard about being all together."

That catches Blaine's interest. Kurt certainly didn't look powerful. He actually reminded Blaine quite a bit of Katherine in that vulnerable, I-need-protection sort of way. The thing that interested Blaine the most though is why Kurt simply didn't just say he was a superhuman—well that, and why he felt the urge to protect Kurt.

"This is weird." Kurt mummers after a long sip of his coffee. "Isn't there some rule against giving coffee to the captive?"

"Well, your attempt to break into our defenses was so endearing, it's hard to be mad at you." Wes says gently. He hasn't told Blaine, but the lead soloist knows there's a lot more going on in Kurt's head. The only time Wes uses his gentle tone is if someone is experiencing a lot of pain and confusion. "You should relax Kurt, do we honestly look like the types to beat you up?"

Kurt shifted in his seat and shook his head. David smirks and leans onto his elbow. "So are you muggle-born? half-blood? Or pure-blood?"

The non-Dalton student raises and eyebrow, the nervous energy started breaking. "I'm sorry?"

"We use the Harry Potter terms around here since we're all huge fans. David and I are both pure-bloods, but Blaine here is a half-blood."

Kurt still doesn't look like he's following. In fact, he's now looking at each of the boys like they're crazy. Blaine immediately determines that this must mean Kurt grew up in a humanized environment and may not have even known there were people like him. That didn't make much sense though. GAIA always took special care to keep track of superhuman children born to human parents. And even if both sets of parents are human, the next viable option is that a grandparent must be so. In his head, unless Kurt's been sheltered all his life, it's impossible for him not to have at least had some contact with other superhuman's.

But Wes's smile falls from his face. His eyes shocked as he turns to David and then to Blaine. He doesn't believe it at first, and asks Kurt. "Kurt, you know you have powers don't you?"

Kurt's jaw drops, his pouty lips taunt and parted in surprise. His eyes—now an oceanic blue— grow as his eyelid lifts. Blaine tenses in his seat and only relaxes when Kurt gasps. "How did you know?"

Okay good, he at least he knew he had powers. It could have caused a lot of trouble as GAIA had a law about not relatives not informing kin of their abilities. A law that didn't have to be protected often due to the fact most people could figure out they had powers unless they were telekinetic or empathy related. And Wes's tone had indicated that Kurt's powers were well, pretty unique.

They still didn't know how to handle this. They all were raised in this world. They knew what was to happen when they reached puberty. None of them, Blaine especially, had ever met someone who wasn't a part of that world.

David, the most outgoing of the three, broke the silence. "I have superhuman strength. My dad does too. My mom has extreme flexibility and balance."

"You mean you…."

"Me too." Wes says with a small laugh. "I can read minds. And occasionally I can see the future too, but it doesn't happen very often. Visions just hit me sometimes or appear in my sleep. My mom's a mind and emotion reader and my dad can predict the future."

Kurt looked at Blaine expectedly. He smiled and shifted his coffee forward for Kurt to touch. Kurt's finger barely grazed it; he pulled back with a hiss. "I'm a pyrokinetic. Kind of like that movie Drew Barrymore was in as a kid—the one that wasn't ET." Blaine explains. "Like Wes said, only one of my parents has powers. My mom can control and manipulate emotions. My brother has powers too though. You might have heard of him…Cooper Anderson?"

"You mean the free-credit-rating-today guy?" Kurt responds, his mouth dropping again. "Oh my god, that's my ringtone!"

Blaine chuckles, despite the sheer jealously that slices through him. It's not so bothersome when a girl, or most of the time, even a guy gets star-struck by Cooper. For some reason, he really hates it that Kurt is so star struck. "Yeah, well…he got that part because he has compulsion powers. He can charm people into liking him and 'doing his bidding' his words. Not mine. I just happen to use them a lot."

Kurt smiles but shakes his head. "This is insane…this morning, I left the house certain I was a freak and I never expected to meet people like me." The sad, lonely tone in voice makes Blaine's heart break a little bit.

David tilted his head. "If you didn't know about the Warblers then why were you spying on us?"

Kurt flushes all over again. Wes starts to chuckle uncontrollably, something he's never done in front of Blaine or David. "Wow, really?"

"What?"

"He's a New Direction. He was scoping out the competition for Sectionals." Wes says through his laughter. Now Blaine and David are joining in. Kurt giggles a little bit. It's a high, melodic sound that reminds Blaine of Pavarotti when he sings.

They catch each other's eye. Blaine has had crushes before. More than he cared to admit. But Kurt is different. Kurt doesn't just make him smile or his stomach turn. Kurt makes him feel so many things just with everything he does. The way he laughs makes Blaine happy, the way his eyes change color captivates him, and well, the way he blushes so easily…. it sets off an entire collection of images he hopes Wes can't see.

He wants to be alone with Kurt and he can see Kurt, who's probably scared and unsure, wants the same thing. Blaine clears his throat and turns to Wes. "Um, could you guys give us a few minutes?"

Wes and David give each other a knowing glance before they stand with their drinks and leave the room. Kurt suddenly looks down at his coffee, fingers trembling against the table. It's not surprising. McKinley (or public schools in Ohio for that matter) wasn't exactly Heaven for a gay teen. Blaine knew that. Chances were Kurt got picked on every day just for being who he was—which was traumatic enough on it's own, but especially so when you knew just how different you were.

Blaine wants to touch his hand again, but thinks better of it. "So, we've been asking you a lot of questions. I'm sure you have things you want to ask….I thought maybe it'd be better one-on-one, so you're not so overwhelmed."

"I appreciate it, but I'm already pretty overwhelmed." Kurt answered honestly. He then bit his lip and looked up to Blaine. Eyes so afraid that Blaine was sure the next thing to come out of his mouth was deep and serious. "Are you all gay?"

Or…maybe he was about to ask Blaine if they were gay. Blaine laughed softly. "Not all of us no. A few of us though. I am." He then realizes that sounds so forward, that he quickly adds. "Jeff is too. Nick might be. Jury's still out there. Ross is."

Kurt nodded. "And…everyone here is okay with that?"

"Most are. Those who aren't keep it to themselves. Dalton has a zero-tolerance policy on bullying." Blaine leans forward, hands clasping together. "Are you being bullied at your school?"

Kurt doesn't answer. Doesn't have to. The watering in his eyes is enough to prove it. Kurt tries to sound strong as he tells Blaine. "I don't know if it's because I'm gay or if it's my powers or if people just know I'm different…but I've pretty much been called names and shoved around all my life. I thought I was use to it but…." Kurt swallowed and closed his eyes, reaching up to swipe away the tear. "There's one bully—it's gotten worse with him. I mean, it was always bad but then…"

Blaine blinks, his heart racing. "Does he know you have powers?"

"Yes….but I didn't use them on purpose. I didn't even comprehend that I had them at the time. He cornered me during one of our little back and forth's and he was going to hit me and I just…floated through the wall. He stopped bullying for a couple weeks and now, it's like I'm his personal target." Kurt opened his eyes, breath hitching as he asked. "Why? Is that bad?"

"Well, it's not ideal. GAIA doesn't like too many people knowing about us. My mom had to go through with a lot of testing and paperwork just to get engaged to my dad."

"No one believes him though." Kurt offers. He doesn't want to mention that Finn knows about his powers. Not now anyway. Blaine relaxes and the atmosphere feels safe again. "GAIA?"

"Government for Advanced Individuals of America. GAIA. It's sort of like our very own Ministry of Magic. My mom works there…I know this is all confusing but since you didn't know there other people like us, I'm guessing neither of your parents have powers?"

"My dad, no. Actually, I remember telling him about an incident when I was young and he thought I was just being creative. My mom—I don't think she was. She died when I was 8."

"I'm sorry." Blaine says politely. Kurt shrugs. He can't help but notice that Blaine has really been nothing but nice to him. Even after discovering that he was a spy from another school. "Well, um...I don't know if you're ready to know everything yet but do you want to leave your information and I can see if my mom can find anything out? You have the potential to inherit powers up to three generations away so maybe we'll find answers in the system."

"Yeah. Yeah actually, I would really like that." Kurt said, reaching into his bag to get a piece of paper. He was surprised when he looked up and Blaine had changed to the seat beside him, taking out his cell phone. "What are you doing?"

"Just smile." He says getting close to Kurt and lifting the phone at a angle. Kurt looks at the phone and manages a smile before it clicks and Blaine's looking at the picture. Satisfied, Blaine hands him the phone. "Here, just type your name and phone number in there. That way I can call you about what she finds."

Kurt takes a look at the photo and smiles. He had just met Blaine today, but to anyone looking at the photo they might have guessed that they were old friends. Blaine's adorable smile warming Kurt's heart even through the small screen. Kurt entered his information and handed the phone back to Blaine.

"Would you mind sending me a text so I can put you in my phone? Send me the picture, too? My hair looks good in it."

"Sure…And you can text me if you have anymore questions or call me too." Blaine tried not to blush at that comment. "Come on, I'll walk you out to your car."

And Blaine does just that. He walks Kurt out to his car, gives him a friendly hug (best friendly hug ever), and watches him drive off. He hasn't felt like this in a long time. So innocent and giddy. He didn't realize how much he missed that feeling until it happens.

He wonders if (preferably when) he sees Kurt again if he'll feel it.

And tada! Chapter 3. I've gotten a lot of writing done these past few days…It's been pretty quiet at my campus though so that could be why. I hope Blaine and Kurt's attraction doesn't seem too terribly mushy or ridiculous or anything. If it does, please tell me!

Speaking of which, thank you for the reviews and also for the many, many alerts and favorites I've received. Makes me feel loved :)

Yaoilover1013- Thank you! It was a fun chapter to write, especially the fight scene between Blaine and Katherine. Blaine, especially this season, has been really passionate and angry so I think fire fits him well. Plus, it comes with steam, and heat, you know all the fun things in life. Hope you like the new chapter :)