Jeff and Nick were officially the gayest children Kurt has ever met. Even more so than himself and he was sure he was near the top of the flaming gay list. But it looked as if Jeff and Nick had Tyler Oakley beat on the gayness level.

At the moment, they were currently snuggled up at large booth at Breadstix. Every once in a while, a customer would shoot them a dirty look to which Jeff would say "Would you rather I fuck him over the table?" Then Nick would laugh hysterically as if it was the norm for straight friends to act so possessive.

But Kurt just ignored, trying to talk to Wes and David. David was nice, classic gentleman, that one. Always holding the door for Kurt and pulling out his chair. Even if it did make Kurt blush like a tomato, he appreciated the courtesy. There wasn't enough of that in Ohio, especially not for him. Wes, on the other hand, was all business. Questioning Kurt about his choir's performances and how their competitions were set up. Kurt explained the process of Sectionals, Regionals and Nationals to which Wes nodded slowly at.

"We something a bit different back on the west coast." Wes explains. Kurt raises and eyebrow in question. "We have Festival, at which our choir performs together in unison."

"Thats one's a piece of cake!" David adds. Wes rolls his eyes. Kurt smiles at them, they seem like an old married couple.

"Dont jinx it." Wes says seriously, to which David rolls his eyes. "Anyways, after Festival, we have Districts at which we have a few solo performances. Then Nationals, like you guys, i suppose." Wes continues, shrugging.

"So do you guys incorporate choreography into your show choir?" Kurt asks, having more experience on the emotion behind choir, not the physicality.

"Probably for States and Nationals, but it won't be needed for Festival or Districts. We usually own those rounds." Nick says, apparently listening the whole time. "Besides, even if you feel a little insecure in your dancing, our instructors at Dalton are great."

"And hot." Jeff adds, as if thats the important part.

"And dudes." Wes says with a smirk.

"Hey, if you got an ass, you got one. Right, Hummel?" Jeff asks energetically. Kurt is about to reply when apparently a certain someone decides to intervene-

"What was that?" Blaine asks angrily. Burt, right behind him. Goodness, Kurt thinks, the two could be twins. Wait no! Ew! That would be like crushing on your dad.

"Oh hey, Blaine! Didn't see ya there. Well Im just gonna run to the restroom for a sec to uh...powder my nose!" Jeff squeaks, pulling Nick with him who rolls his eyes.

Burt sits on the other end of the table opposite from Wes while Blaine takes the spot opposite of Kurt. "Did he try to kill you?" Kurt whispers. "Oh no, or worse, he showed you baby pictures of me in the bath tub-"

"What? No! Wait, nude baby pictures? I have to see this!" Blaine laughs. Kurt blushes beet red.

"Ugh I can't believe I just told you that. You have officially turned my filter off, Mr. Anderson." Kurt says. Blaine raises an eyebrow.

"I guess that'll just be one of the many things I'll have to turn on." Blaine whispers huskily with a smirk. Kurt bats his pretty little eyelashes and suddenly Blaine feels the awkward pressure pressing at his groin again and oh god, Blaine's so hard.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see," Kurt says playing with collar of his polo, exposing a bit more of his creamy white skin. Blaine whimpers and David shoots him a questioning look. Blaine just drops his head on the table in reply.

At that moment, the waiter comes to take their drink orders. He goes to Kurt first, dressed in uniform with his white pants and black long-sleeve shirt. Ugh polyester, Kurt thinks degradingly. "Hey there." the main says with a wink. Kurt raises an eyebrow, this is odd, a gay waiter at Breadstix? Where have I been? "What can I get you?"

"I'll just have a water with a little bit of ice, please." Kurt replies gently, giving the man his best mock-innocence face, because he is not interested in the vibe this guy is giving off. Seems like the guy to fuck and walk out the door the next day.

"Will that be it, pretty little thing?" the guy asks again, looking Kurt over once like he's the meal or something. Blaine rises his head swiftly.

"No that'll be it for him." Blaine replies fiercely, giving the guy his best scowl. Kurt blushes, no one's ever been jealous over me.

The guy raises his eyebrows when Blaine reaches over one of Kurt's hands and starts rubbing little circles across his palm. Kurt internally shivers. "O-oh! Sorry, didn't know you were taken." The guy quickly explains.

"Even if he wasn't, I wouldn't let him date someone at least ten years older than him." Burt informs.

The waiter nods, awkwardly taking the rest of the group's orders than running to the back to get their drinks.

"God, some people have absolutely no respect for themselves! He was acting as if its just a casual thing to lure someone into his bed for one night." Kurt says, exasperated. Blaine tenses.

"Y-yeah, totally bad." Blaine replies. Wes and David roll their eyes at him, knowing of his exertions this summer with random strangers, coming back the next day hungover yet satisfied.

After that, Kurt asks the boys about the school's classes. "Well we usually have to take three performing art's courses and your four main classes, of course." David tells him. Kurt nods.

"But our workload is much harder than a public school's curriculum. So we get about an hour or so of study hall." Wes supplies.

"It's usually just so people can act like idiots for an hour, not some preppy, rich, and well-groomed boys." Blaine says.

"Like us!" Jeff and Nick shout together. When those two got back, no one knew since they all stare at the pair strangely.

"Okay, and are there any after school clubs and such?" Kurt asks.

"Well, of course! We have the Warblers. We're the school's rockstars." Blaine says with a sultry wink. Kurt melts then and there.

"Which Blaine practically runs!" Jeff adds happily. Blaine just rolls his eyes.

"But there is also the Adam's Apples, our only competition within the school." Wes adds, with a shrug.

"Yeah, but they're complete losers." Nick says. Blaine nods.

Kurt scowls at them. "I thought this school had a zero-tolerance bullying policy?" Kurt asked seriously. Blaine straightens immediately.

"Of course, we do! But that doesn't mean that theres not gonna be a popularity issue...every school has that." Blaine says vaguely.

Wes nods, "They're just a bit diverse. Always singing show tunes and such."

Kurt raises an eyebrow at that. "Really? And does this group have a leader or whatever?" Kurt asks curiously.

Blaine rolls his eyes. "Yeah, he's a senior named Adam. Complete douche."

"He's not that bad, Blaine." David says. Wes nods.

"Yeah, you're just pissed cus he tied you at Districts last year." Jeff said, before being slapped across the head by Nick.

Blaine glares at him. "Well, he shouldn't have. Everyone knows I was damn right better than him." Kurt eyes Blaine skeptically. This doesn't seem like the same Blaine who was caressing him earlier tonight.

Wes sighs, "Either way its over and now we can crush him this year!"

Nick and Jeff cheer. "So are you going to try out for the Warblers, Kurt?" Nick asks excitedly.

Kurt shrugs, "I'll see." Blaine frowns. He wants Kurt to join. Its a great experience. Okay that's a lie, I just want to see his beautiful face everyday, Blaine thinks.

Wes and David nod, knowing exactly what Kurt is thinking. We totally came off as douches, Wes thinks.

After a strained silence filled by Burt asking about their families, a new waitress brings their drinks. "Okay, so what can I get y'all?" she asks sweetly. Jeff and Nick both order hamburgers with fries while Wes and David order pasta. Blaine and Burt get steaks while Kurt gets a salad.

"Salad? Thats like the grossest thing ever!" Jeff says, shocked. Kurt laughs, and Blaine smiles at him.

"Jeff, dear," Blaine frowns, I want to be called dear by Kurt, "I don't believe 'grossest' is a word. And salad is healthy for you. Gotta watch my figure." Kurt says, then the waitress laughs. Blaine frowns again and Kurt notices.

"Is something wrong?" Kurt asks.

Blaine nods, "You don't need to watch your figure, Kurt! You're beautiful." the waitress coos at him while Jeff and Nick making half-heart hands and connect them, singing Can You Feel the Love Tonight. Kurt just rolls his eyes, but he's blushing like a madman.

Kurt takes a sip of his water. "How long have you two been together?" she asks innocently. This time Blaine blushes while Kurt chokes a little on his water, this is the second time in the last twenty minutes they've been mistaken for a couple.

"O-oh we're not uh-" Blaine starts.

"Gay? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I didn't-"

"Oh no, we are, just not a couple." Kurt explains with a bit too much enthusiasm for Blaine's liking. Burt watches the two fondly. Kinda like Elizabeth and I, he thinks. The waitress nods, smiling again and then leaving to take their orders.

They then listen to Wes and David tell them all about California's major cities and history while Kurt and Blaine try their best to not glance over at one another.

When the food arrives, Kurt gives half his salad to Blaine while Blaine cuts half his steak for Kurt. "Blaine, I plan on living to 50. I can't eat this." Kurt says exasperatingly. God, he's just the cutest thing ever, Blaine thinks.

Blaine rolls his eyes instead, masking his adoration for this perfect little angel. "Kurt you need to get some meat in those bones." He says, as if they've known each other for more than four hours. Definitely like Elizabeth and I, Burt thinks fondly.

After they finish dinner, Blaine argues with Burt that he'll pay, they split the bill in the end since Blaine is stubborn about the whole money thing. They leave with Burt, Wes, and David taking Burt's pick up truck so that they an discuss more about tomorrow's flight. Nick and Jeff get the rental car and drive away at an illegal speed while Kurt and Blaine make their way over to Kurt's Navigator. "So ready to leave tomorrow?" Blaine starts awkwardly. Kurt nods.

"Yeah, just need to meet up with my girls once last time." He says sadly, because in all honesty, he knows he's going to love California, but he's going to miss Mercedes, Tina, Brittany, Rachel and even Santana. Santana and Kurt had grown close after Kurt broke one day during rehearsal, telling everyone about his constant harassment from Karofsky. She always protected him after that, from not just Karofsky, but anyone making judging looks Kurt's way.

Blaine nods, taking Kurt's hand, rubbing his calloused thumb on the inside of his wrist. "I understand. That must be very hard." He says comfortingly.

Kurt just shrugs, then he's tearing up again. "I just can't believe I'm leaving, you know? This is all I've ever known. I'm leaving my friends here, my dad, who almost died of a heart attack last year, but I-I just...I feel like I'm forgetting something," Kurt says, a tear rolling down his cheek.

"Your dad told me about your mother's passing. I'm so sorry, Kurt." Blaine says, taking both of Kurt's hands and stopping them from walking.

"That's it. I have to leave her here. Her grave's only an hour from here. I used to go there in the seventh grade everyday, whenever everything got too much for me to handle. I'd tell her about h-how no one liked me and I didn't understand why. And n-now I'm leaving her and I-I just...I don't know what I'm doing, Blaine. Maybe I shouldn't-"

Blaine silences Kurt with an embrace. Softly caressing his waist, Blaine says, "It's okay to be afraid, Kurt. We can go see her grave tomorrow, if you're okay with that," Kurt nods, "But you can't say that going to San Francisco would be a mistake. You deserve this, Kurt. You deserve acceptance and love. You deserve the world. And I promise i would give it to you here if I could but not everyone's going to like people like us. But we have to persevere, or they win. You can't let the past hold you back." Blaine whispers. Kurt grabs Blaine's upper arms, burying his face in Blaine's shoulders, hiding his tears here because Blaine feels safe, he feels like home. Kurt thinks about what Blaine said,

You can't let the past hold you back.

So, a bit dramatic, I know.

But did you like my foreshadowing to Adam and his apple people?

Muahahaha, drama be comin'

But anyways,

REVIEW. PLEASE.

Au revoir, bonbons.