A/N: Ah the school week has set in, which is why I havn't updated for a few days. Well, there's violence in this chapter, just warning you! But its not that bad :)

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Finn's heart raced as he chased Karofsky out of the room. Sure he had felt bad for the guy when he decided to kill himself, but he was still an ass hole.

"Hey!" Finn yelled and Karofsky turned toward him.

"Hudson," He said holding his hands out in an I-come-in-peace gesture, "I don't want to fight you."

Finn ignored what he said, he was still pissed. He pulled back his arm to punch then-

"Finn!"

Finn had punched someone, but it hadn't been Karofsky. Kurt had jumped in between them at the last second and took the punch to the face. Kurt fell to the ground holding the side of his face. Blaine had rushed out of the choir room and to his side. Karofsky had a look on his face that told Finn that he was definately in trouble. He would have asked why he was so upset, but Karofky had tackled him to the floor.

He could hear the glee kids trying to pry the larger boy off of him, but Karofsky didn't budge. Finn tried to cover his face as Karofsky sent punch after punch at it.

Then he heard Kurt cry, "Dave, stop please!"

The weight on Finn's chest disappeared and his entire body felt sore. Tina and Mike worked together to make sure he was okay while he could hear Mercedes calling an ambulence. He looked over to see what Karofsky was doing and saw Kurt and him talking quietly to each other. He wondered why Kurt wasn't looking totally pissed, in fact, he looked more concerned. How good of friends had they become at the hospital that day he visited Karofsky? Finn felt betrayed, but mostly he felt an excruciating pain in his ribs.

"I think he broke my ribs." Finn said.

"The ambulence will be here soon sweetie." Mercedes looked almost tearful.

Puck and Sam came walking down the hall on there way to glee when they spotted Finn on the floor and then Karofsky with a guilty look on his face at he talked to Kurt.

"Did he...?" Puck growled not bothering to complete the sentence before he began to walk towards Karofsky and Kurt.

Kurt immediately jumped in front of Karofsky as if he could protect him from Puck. But Karofsky put a hand on his shoulder and said, "I should go."

"Oh, hell no." Mercedes began to stride over, joining Puck, "You ain't just gonna hurt two of my friends and walk away."

Kurt stood his ground in front of Karofsky, "Mercedes, don't worry, Mr. Schue will handle it!"

"Why are you defending him?" Mercedes narrowed her eyes, "Finn's your brother!"

"Please," Kurt pleaded, "Mr. Schue will take care of it. I don't want you to get in trouble too."

"Who's in trouble?" Mr. Schue strode down the hallway as if on cue. He took in Finn laying on the ground with a bloody nose, the newly formed bruise that stretched across one side of Kurt's face, and David Karofsky standing just behind him. "Oh." He sighed, "Come with me then Kurt and Dave. I need the rest of you to get Finn an ambulence."

"Already done Mr. Schue." Rachel sat by Finn, holding his hand. "They should be here soon."

The kids watched as Kurt, Karofsky, and Mr. Schue walked down the hall and towards Mr. Figgin's office.

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Kurt felt angry, scared, and concerned all at once. How could Dave his his brother like that? His anger had dulled a long time ago though, when Dave had admitted that he didn't remember hitting Finn, just Kurt begging him to stop. Now, he was terrified that something could be wrong with Dave.

They both sat in the chairs right outside Mr. Figgin's office as they waited for Mr. Schue to call their parents and tell Mr. Figgins. Kurt felt Dave's hand wrap around his and smiled over at him.

"I'm sorry, Kurt." Dave didn't make eye contact with him. "I just don't know how I let that happen. I can't... control my anger I guess."

Kurt wondered briefly, if that might ever happen with him. He didn't want to think about it. "I understand."

Kurt had expected his dad to go to the hospital to see Finn, in fact, he had hoped that he would. Finn seemed upset as it was without his own step-dad not even seeing him in the hospital. But, sure enough, Burt slammed through the door to the room just outside the office. Kurt didn't know whether to feel offended or relieved as Dave tugged his hand away from Kurt's.

"Dad," Kurt stood up, "what are you doing here? Finn is-"

Burt inturrupted with, "What the hell happened to your face? Did he do this?" He nodded at Dave who was looking down at his lap.

"No, dad-"

"I'm going to-" Burt had started to walk towards Dave, but Kurt had gotten in his way.

"Dad, listen!" Kurt yelled. "This was an accident, I swear."

Burt looked from his son's bruised face to the ex-bully sitting just behind him then said, "Okay, I believe you."

Just then, Paul Karofsky walked in looking shocked and ashamed. "This is the second time this year that you've gotten in trouble Dave." He said with a disappointed frown.

Kurt noticed Dave's mood deteriorate even more. His own father was disappointed in him, and that's something that Kurt knew mattered to him. Suddenly, Kurt didn't care if his father got upset, and dropped back down into the chair next to him.

"Dave, it wasn't your fault." He said, putting a gentle hand on his back.

Dave didn't seem to care who saw either, because he leaned into Kurt and Kurt wrapped his arms around him. He knew his father was going to come after Dave with a shotgun later, but now he was too shocked to even say anything.

Paul didn't seem all that surprised, though he did look a little awkward. He wasn't used to this yet, but he knew about Dave.

"Good, you're here." Mr. Schue froze as he saw Kurt and Dave then tried to go on, "Uh, just come on inside." Apparently, no one expected Kurt and Dave to ever get along, let alone date.

Kurt took Dave's hand as they stood up together and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "It'll be okay."

And for the most part, it was.

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Dave had to take anger management classes once a week as punishment. His father had admitted that he used to black out when he got angry, too. Kurt was relieved to see that he didn't completely blame Dave. He couldn't stand to see him so upset especially after his scuidide attempt months before. He was so worried that he might lose Dave. So worried that night, that he made a deal with him.

Dave was sleeping at Kurt's house that night. Of course he couldn't let Burt know so Kurt told him to come at ten because Carole and Burt were always asleep by then. Finn was out at Puck's so he wouldn't see either.

Kurt got Dave's text announcing his arrival and opened to door for him, "Hey." Kurt said airily.

"Hey." Dave smiled down at him then leaned down to give him a quick kiss.

"My room's just upstairs," Kurt nodded towards the hallway, "be quiet though, my dad would kill you if he saw you."

"It's like Romeo and Juliet." Dave pointed out.

"Dibs on Romeo." Kurt said.

"No way am I being a girl!" Dave laughed.

"Fine." Kurt submitted before taking his boyfriend by the hand and leading him into his room.

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David looked around Kurt's extremely plain room. It didn't really fit his personality at all. Everything was white, it was almost like being in a psych ward.

"Wow," Dave raised an eyebrow, "I think this is the wrong room."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Everyone says that. It calms me down so that I can sleep." He crossed the room to his dresser to get his pyjamas. Suddenly, Dave realized that he didn't have any pyjamas with him, he normally slept in his underwear. What if Kurt wasn't cool with that?

Kurt disappeared into a bathroom that was connected to his room. He returned after a minute and went back over to his dresser to retrieve a pill bottle.

"What are those?" Dave asked.

"Oh, um..." Kurt looked down at the orange tinted bottle in his hand, "To help me sleep."

"You must have a lot of trouble sleeping." Dave observed.

Kurt dumped a pill out into his palm then stared at it for a second in distaste before swallowing it without water. He sighed and turned toward Dave. "I guess we should go to bed."

"Okay," Dave looked at his feet before adding, "I usually sleep in my underwear..."

Kurt was silent for a second and Dave began to freak out silently. Then, "Okay, that's fine."

Dave felt relieved that Kurt hadn't been dusgusted or mad or anything. Of course he hadn't, he was perfect and sweet.

Kurt lay down in his bed and pulled his white conforter over himself. Dave slowly got undressed until he was just wearing boxers. "Could you get the lights?" Kurt yawned.

"Sure." Dave flicked off the lights then felt his way over to Kurt's bed and lay down beside him.

Kurt wrapped his arms around Dave's waist and buried his face in his chest. Dave wrapped his arms around Kurt and listened to his breaths as they grew slower and slower until he was positive that Kurt was asleep. It was probably the most peaceful and happy he had ever felt. Right then, he was sure that he was in love with Kurt.

He drifted off to sleep, but was woken by Kurt who was mumbling in his sleep. He couldn't quite make out what Kurt was saying, but he wasn't happy. Nightmares.

Dave held Kurt tighter and closer, hoping to keep his nightmares away, and fell back to sleep.

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A/N: Yeah, it's a little short, but I wanted to end on that :) Sooo I sacrificed valuable sleep time to write this so reviiiieeeeeew! Por favor? Sil vous plait? purdy pwease with cherries on top?