Since this thing has been giving me heck with my spacing and formating I decided to take a page from my friend NeverTooOldToBeNerdy's book and use the "dot" style of maintaining the look and feel I want. Hope it's not dixstracting, but I HATE it when everything runs together.
Brief intro to the rest of the gang for you and then the story begins in earnest. Hope you enjoy
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Same Evening
Woody's
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Emmett held the door into Woody's as Kurt and Blaine walked through.
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"I am so glad that you guys were up to coming over here tonight, I was worried that it might be too much after the flight." He said as they entered the bar
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"Hey, just because one of us here is over the hill it doesn't mean that the rest of us can't keep up with the crowd." Kurt replied with a grin as Emmett gave him a shocked look.
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"Baby, you better remember who got you those Ids in your hands and be a bit nicer to your Auntie Em."
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Kurt smiled "Love you Emmett."
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Blaine looked around the bar. It seemed like any other bar in America, chair rail around the bar, high top tables, pool tables and dart boards. The only real difference was the fact that the patrons were all men and the place was filled with obvious couples.
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"Hey Kurt," Blaine said reaching a hand out to pull his boyfriend against his side "It's Scandals … with lights … and decent music … no bad drag queens … and better looking guys."
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Kurt leaned down and captured Blaine in a deep kiss. They were cut short when Emmett leaned in and said "Now now boys, you aren't being fair to little old me here now are you?"
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Blaine leaned up and gently kissed Emmett with a smile "There you go Auntie Em, all better?"
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Kurt's eye followed Emmett's when a voice calling "Hey Em, over here" was heard above the music.
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"Yay" Emmett said with a bounce on the balls of his feet and clapped his hands together. "Looks like some of the gang are here already. You guys want a drink before we go over?"
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Kurt and Blaine both requested rum and diet cokes and followed Emmett over to the high top near the pool table where three men were sitting.
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Setting his bright pink drink down on the table top Emmett threw an arm around both Kurt and Blaine's shoulders and said "Guys, I want y'all to meet the two boys I have been telling you all about. This is my cousin Kurt and his sweetie Blaine. Y'all want to introduce yourselves or do I need to do the honors?"
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The first to stand and extend a hand was a dark haired man dressed simply in a polo and jeans. "Kurt, Blaine, it is a pleasure to meet you both. I'm Ted Schmidt."
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Blaine stepped forward and with the grace instilled through both his upbringing in the conservative Anderson family and his time at Dalton took Ted's hand in a firm handshake. "Mr Schmidt, the pleasure is all ours. Emmett has told us what a good friend you have been to him over the years. I'm looking forward to the opportunity to get to know you this week."
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Ted chuckled "Damned if you don't have the country club inbred Blaine. You remind me a lot of Justin in that. It's first names around here though, we don't stand on ceremony."
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Kurt extended his hand with a smile "Pleasure to meet you Ted. Emmett tells me you are an opera fan. I will admit that while opera isn't my preferred genre, I'm looking forward to chatting with you. Both Blaine and I are vocal performers so I think we might have at least a few things in common."
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"Really," Ted replied "We'll have to chat when we get the chance. Quick question out of curiosity, what range do you both have?"
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Kurt grinned as he ran a hand casually through Blaine's hair "Well Blaine is a classic tenor, and a fantastic one if I may say so, and I am a counter-tenor."
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Ted's expression was one of surprise "True counter? We will have to talk later." Turning to the man sitting next to him he continued "Sorry Mikey, I going to try not to hold you two up here, but I think Kurt and I could talk music all night."
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"It's OK Ted" the dark haired man with the wide eyed expression said as he waved a hand casually to Blaine and Kurt "I'm Michael Novotny, you probably met my mom at the diner. This is a friend of mine, Ben Bruckner." he said gesturing to the well muscled man sitting next to him. "I own a comic book shop here in town and Ben is a literature professor at Carnegie Mellon."
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Kurt smiled and inclined his head at both men "Nice to meet you both. I'm looking forward to checking out the shop Michael. I'll have to call our friend Sam back home, you may have some things he would be interested in." Turning to Ben he asked "What is your focus Ben?"
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Ben smiled at Kurt and said "Actually I focus on Gay studies and homoerotic themes in literature. We have a growing gay studies department and it has always been a major area of interest."
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Blaine turned to Ben "We are going to have to sit down and chat Ben, it sounds fascinating. Maybe while Kurt and Ted talk music we can get a chance. I never knew there was enough of an interest to have an entire department devoted to gay studies."
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After pulling up a few extra chairs around the tabletop Blaine and Kurt found that conversation flowed easily among the group.
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Kurt and Ted discovered a natural affinity over their discussions of classical vocal training and the integration of classic techniques into popular music.
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Blaine, who had always been a bit of a history buff, and Ben found themselves in a discussion on early Greek and Roman views on homosexuality.
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Through out the conversations Blaine and Kurt found themselves comfortably carrying on their individual discussions while sitting comfortably next to each other, occasionally reaching out to brush a fingertip along the back of a neck or leaning in during a break for a quick kiss. All conversation stopped when they looked up at the exclamation of "Alright, time to get this party started" was heard from behind where Emmett was seated.
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Blaine looked up to see a tall, handsome auburn haired man and a blond close to his own height standing behind Emmett.
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"So … I take it that these are our pet twinks for the week" the dark haired man smirked, sucking his lips into his mouth and giving Blaine an obvious once over.
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"Brian!" the blond, obviously much younger man standing next to him said, playfully slapping his shoulder. "Sorry about him. I would say his lack of social skills are because he doesn't get out much but that is obviously not the case. I'm Justin and this is Brian and it's a pleasure to meet you."
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Justin had stretched his hand out as he introduced the two of them and Blaine took it in a firm grip.
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"Nice to meet you too Justin, Emmett has told us a lot about both of you. I'm Blaine and this is Kurt."
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Brian and Michael eventually headed over to the pool tables for a game with the rest of the guys in tow and Kurt, Blaine, and Justin were left sitting at the table chatting.
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All three discovered quickly that they got along well, Justin confessing that he spent as much time hanging out with gay guys his own age as Kurt and Blaine did at home. In Justin's case though it wasn't for lack of prospects but more due to the fact that circumstances had thrown him in with Emmett's friends and he felt enough at home with them not to feel too put out by the lack.
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Blaine and Justin discovered that they had quite a bit in common. Blaine and Kurt both got a laugh out of Justin's comments to his father about more "Butt fucking going on at all boy's boarding schools than at the gay clubs" with Blaine asking Kurt "Did we miss something at Dalton?" Justin was very easy to talk to and both Blaine and Kurt ended the evening feeling that there was a potential for a good friendship there.
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Back at Emmett's apartment, worn out from the day and curled up with Kurt, Blaine's mind wasn't as quick to settle as his body was.
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While he and Kurt had shared easy conversation with all of Emmett's friends he was bothered by the interactions they had with Justin. The young man was easy going and had a wicked sense of humor and hadn't done anything to overtly make Blaine uncomfortable, but he kinda was.
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Blaine was in love with Kurt, he had no question about that. He couldn't figure out why, with that being the case, he found himself so strongly attracted to the blond.
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Even more disturbing, he had no idea about what to do with that knowledge.
