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Chapter 4: Fights and Learning How to Fight

Kurt stood at his locker pulling out books for his classes after lunch. He slammed his locker shut with a smile. Blaine was his friend and trusted him with his little notebook. Kurt held the notebook close to his heart before putting it safely inside his bag. Kurt started walking to his next class, heading towards Blaine's locker, when suddenly two guys in red team jackets shoved him into a locker and laughed.

Kurt fell against the locker with a slam and looked at them with wide eyes.

"Why so surprised, Hummel? Just because Karofsky's gone, you think we'd leave you alone?" Azimio laughed and grabbed Kurt by the shirt and looked at him with a mean glare.

"Stop!" Kurt cried out, biting his bottom lip, not wanting to let the tears flow.

"Get the fuck off him!" Blaine strode over to Kurt from his locker just down the hall. Blaine pulled Azimio off Kurt with such a force that Azimio hit the locker on the opposite side of the hall.

"You're so short," Azimio laughed unevenly as he stood up straight, trying to not appear intimidated, "What are you gonna do about it, shorty?"

Blaine didn't bother to answer that question, he just punched him in the face and shoved him, "Now get the fuck out of my face before I really hurt you," Blaine growled out; his eyes were furrowed and his mouth was set in a deep frown. Blaine glared at the other guy who started running with Azimio by his side.

Blaine's face softened as he turned to Kurt, noticing how afraid and upset he looked. Kurt had wide tear filled eyes as Kurt sunk to the cold tiled floor. Blaine gulped as he knelt down beside him. Kurt hid his face in his bended knees and started sobbing.

"Hey, don't cry," Blaine whispered, gently patting Kurt's shoulders,"Do you want me to do something about this?" Blaine asked softly as he scooted even closer to Kurt as he heard Kurt's sobs get louder, "You want me to chase after them and beat them up some more?" Kurt just shook his head 'no' as his sobs got heavier to the point where Kurt was gasping for breath.

"Shh, come on, I hate crying," Blaine bit his bottom lip in discomfort, and put his finger under Kurt's chin and gently lifted it up to look him in the eyes. Kurt let out a whimper as he looked at Blaine with red puffy eyes.

"I'll teach you how to box," Blaine said finally, letting his lip free from his teeth, looking at Kurt as Kurt rubbed at his nose and sniffled.

"No, I couldn't take up your time. I just thought the bullying was all over," Kurt said with strained whimpery tone as he started to stand, but Blaine pushed him down. Kurt just leaned back against the locker and sighed in defeat as tears fell from his eyes and down his cheeks. He was getting used to Blaine never letting him go. Kurt already started staring Blaine in his eyes, knowing that's what Blaine was going to do eventually anyway.

What Kurt didn't expect was for Blaine to lean his forehead against his as they stared into each other's eyes.

"You wouldn't. You need to learn to defend yourself. The bullying will be over soon if you just toughen up a little. Courage, Kurt," with those words Blaine closed his eyes and nuzzled his nose against Kurt's. Kurt let out a soft breath and moved his nose against Blaine in almost disbelief at Blaine's tenderness.

Blaine pulled away and stood up quickly. He shuffled his feet on the ground shyly before saying this, "I-I'll join glee club if you let me teach you how to box. Your face is far too pretty to get bruised up," Blaine said softly, and Kurt had to strain to hear, but he heard it.

"Okay," Kurt smiled, "You're such an interesting character, Blaine."

Blaine offered Kurt both his hands and Kurt took them. Blaine pulled him up gently.

"So, um, would you wanna sit with me at lunch?" Blaine asked softly, gently wiping at Kurt's flushed damp face with his rough calloused fingers before they headed to the cafeteria.

"I'd like that," Kurt nodded, sniffling as his hands took over for Blaine's and he finished drying his tears before smiling weakly, "I just have to tell my friends not to come over and bother us, though, I'm sure that won't work, so just prepare for all of them to harass us. They'll be your new friends now that you're joining Glee Club," Kurt smiled wide and squealed quietly, feeling a lot better.

Blaine laughed at Kurt's adorable happy squeal, "Well after Glee, I'm teaching you how to box."

"Okay, that sounds like fun, I guess. And thanks for saving me," Kurt said, knowing he was definitely good friends with Blaine now.

"Anytime."

…

Kurt sat across from Blaine and smiled as he picked at his salad.

"So, um, tell me something about yourself, now that we're friends, I mean, I guess we're friends," Kurt rambled before putting some lettuce in his mouth.

"We're friends. There's not much to say. You'll see in my notebook, I guess. This is the third high school I've been to… Freshman year was the worst though, I missed out on most of it, and had to retake it at Dalton… but now I'm here, how do you eat that stuff?" Blaine looked at Kurt eating his salad with no dressing and then he looked down at his ham and provolone sandwich.

"It's delicious," Kurt just sad as he stabbed a grape tomato with a fork and offered it to Blaine. Blaine leaned in with a little smirk and put his mouth on the plastic fork and pulled off the grape tomato and chewed it.

"Mmm," Blaine smiled at Kurt, who smiled back when suddenly Brittany with Santana in hand skipped over.

"Hey Dolphins," Brittany sat next to Blaine and Santana sat next to Kurt.

"So lady lips, I heard you're sucking this new guy off after he saved you from the football team's reign," Santana said with a smirk and wiggled her eyebrows at both boys.

Blaine coughed a little at those words and covered his mouth with his hand so he wouldn't spit tomato juice all over everyone.

"Santana, you're being ridiculous," Kurt proclaimed, glaring at her.

"I think you should, hi, I'm Brittany if you don't remember. I can just tell you can make each other happy."

"I remember," Blaine said and then looked at Kurt and then down at his food. His whole body felt tense, he squeezed his fists, and took a few deep breaths. He suddenly gripped the table.

Kurt watched how anxious and uncomfortable Blaine was getting, maybe even angry.

"Santana, Brittany. GO! Now! You're making him uncomfortable," Kurt yelled at them.

"Sorry, you're a good puppy aren't you," Brittany said softly petting Blaine's head before standing and walking over to Santana, and pulling her up.

"I'm sorry about them, are you okay? What's wrong?" Kurt leaned forward and tried to catch Blaine's eye contact, but he was looking down at his lap, where Kurt could see him wringing his fingers.

"I-I" Blaine started but then stopped.

"Shh, it's okay," Kurt reached under the table and gently grabbed Blaine's hands and took a hold of them.

Blaine looked up at him when Kurt did that, "It just reminds me of something that happened to me… and how my dad would just make a joke out of it, it's not, it's not that big a deal," Blaine shook his head, dismissing his father's cruelty.

"No, it is," Kurt took his other hand and held both of Blaine's hands tightly, "Living in fear isn't nice, I would know. Last year was hell. There was this-this guy, who bullied me all year, and basically stole my first kiss and then threatened to kill me if I told everyone he was gay, which I would never—those people who were after me, they were his friends," Kurt whispered, finally pushing at the surface of Blaine's heart, understanding him just a little better.

"I'm sorry Kurt. I understand more than you know. That's why I took up boxing, to not be afraid, that's how I got so tough," Blaine mumbled out, his eyes were watery, "Or maybe that's all a façade, look at me," Blaine wiped at his eyes embarrassedly as his cheeks flushed pink.

"Shh," Kurt petted Blaine's hands, "Rachel is having a "Nerd" themed party tonight; her two dads are on a cruise. Would you want to come with me? It'll get your mind off things, maybe cheer you up a little, and me too. I mean, after Glee and boxing lessons?"

"Y-yeah," Blaine smiled, "I actually have a lot of nerdy clothing if you'd believe it," Blaine looked down at his black jeans, black t-shirt and red zip up hoodie and shrugged.

"Maybe I do believe it," Kurt smiled, patting Blaine's hands one more time before pulling away, only to find Blaine grabbing at his hands again and looking into his eyes. Kurt should have expected that.

Kurt tilted his head and smiled at him and just stared into Blaine's eyes.

"Your eyes are like blue, but they're like green, it's so fascinating," Blaine whispered out and then smiled, causing Kurt to blush, but keep his eye contact.

"You're just saying that; you're just a creep who loves staring in my eyes," Kurt laughed, which caused Blaine to laugh too.

"I never heard you laugh till now," Kurt said with a big smile, and thought to himself that his laugh was adorable.

"Well sometimes I do. You make me want to laugh sometimes," Blaine looked away from Kurt's eyes and down at his lap and at their hands.

"Oh now you're getting shy, it's okay, Blaine, we're friends now," Kurt smiled, enjoying Blaine's sudden timid behavior.

…

"Welcome Blaine Anderson everyone! Blaine are you ready to audition?" Mr. Schue asked with a friendly smile

Blaine eyes widened and he looked over at Kurt, fear building in his eyes as he shook his head no.

"Mr. Schue, he's not ready yet, he's a part of the club, he doesn't have to audition, unless he wants to," Kurt said firmly for Blaine.

"Someone's getting it up the ass," Santana leaned in and commented quietly to the two boys.

"Santana, stop! We don't like your dirty comments," Kurt turned around and glared at her, and then looked at Blaine who was gripping his fists tightly, trying to control himself, it seemed, from punching a girl.

"We're just friends, and you're gonna scare him away or make him angry. He just punched Azimio in the face and made him and his lackey run for their lives. Back off, Satan. I told him Glee was a place where he was welcome," Kurt whispered to Santana, "He only has me, I want him to have us, be nice, please Santana."

"Fine, I was just joking."

"Hey, hobbit, sorry, I was kidding, didn't mean to offend you or scare you." Santana said to Blaine with a shrug. Blaine turned and looked at her and nodded and smiled as his hands loosened and his eyes softened at her apology.

…

Kurt walked into the boy's locker room after Glee, wearing w blue t-shirt, grey shorts to his ankles and blue and white-stripped socks and white sneakers and a blue headband.

Blaine smiled at him, "Look at you, Kurt." Blaine was wearing a blue and white-stripped shirt with, grey sweat pants that were rolled up. Kurt just shrugged as he pulled up his sock, which was slipping down.

Blaine was sitting on the bench. His hands were already wrapped.

"Sit by me, I'll teach you how to put this tape on," Blaine moved to straddle the bench as Kurt sat in front of him, straddling it too.

"Like this," Blaine said softly, taping Kurt's right hand around his palm and then around his wrist, and then did his other one, and he reached in his bag for his boxing gloves and handed them to Kurt, "Keep these, they're yours to practice with." Blaine said as he pulled his black protective gloves on.

Kurt looked at the gloves before putting them on.

Blaine stood and Kurt followed him to the punching bag in the locker room.

"We'll start with blocking today, and do a little bit of sparing with you mostly blocking. Then we'll move you up to punching the bag, then me and you will spare with both of us punching."

Kurt just looked at him, trying to take all this in as Blaine stood in front of Kurt, "Put your forearms together and push them up to cover your face and your upper body. I'm gonna pretend to punch you, you try to block it. But you have to move with my punch when you block."

Kurt did as Blaine said and put his hands close to his body and his face.

Blaine swung half-heartedly and Kurt put his arms up and hid behind them, moving with the punch so much so he bent back really far as if the punch was hard and real.

Blaine smiled as his fist lightly touched Kurt's arms. "Good, but you don't have to be so dramatic about it."

Kurt removed is arms and looked at him with a roll of his eyes, "Well I am dramatic. If I'm gonna get punched, I have a right to be dramatic."

"Kurt," Blaine laughed, "Okay, let's continue…"

Blaine and Kurt practiced blocking for about thirty minutes, then they both headed home to shower. Kurt was going to head to Blaine's so they could check out his geeky clothes for Rachel's Nerd Party that was tonight…