Title: Causing A Scene

Rating: M (a fairly mild M though)

Warnings: Lot's of drinking alcohol with a fairly casual attitude towards it.

Word count: 1,600 for this part.

Summary: One night Kurt Hummel walks through the door at Scandal's. And that's the moment everything changes for Sebastian.

A/N: Guys! 91 people currently following this fic. That's literally insane. Thanks to everyone who's read, and alerted and reviewed this story, it makes me so, so happy. I love you all. This chapter was really fun to write, so I hope you all enjoy it.

Sebastian didn't text Kurt again. He didn't want to. He'd had enough Kurt Hummel to last him a lifetime, and then some. He could already feel the boy creeping under his skin and the feeling was uncomfortable. Instead, he was going to focus on the fact that summer has started and he had days and days of lazing around, doing nothing, and then he was off to Paris for three weeks in July; his home away from home. He was eager to get on the plane to get there, and leave Ohio and everyone in it behind so he could thoroughly enjoy the European sun… and men.

Until the day his plane left though, he was stuck.

And that was how he ended up at Scandal's.

Again.

Three days of lazing around and he was bored. Scandals was conveniently close, so despite how crappy of a bar it was, he someone always ended up there.

He walked in, not really sure what he was looking for. A few drinks, if he felt like walking home, maybe if anyone caught his eye a hook up would go down well, but he didn't walk in with a particular purpose. As he stepped in he straight away caught site of Kurt Hummel sitting at the bar. It was like his eyes were magnetically drawn to the boy the way he was the first thing he saw walking into the bar. He froze, and for a moment was about to walk straight back out and drive all the way to Columbus, just to put more distance between them. But then he saw how miserable Kurt looked. He was hunched over, staring bleakly at whatever bright blue concoction of a cocktail he had, arms folded, mouth slightly downturned… and… Sebastian walked over to him.

And for the love of God he didn't know why.

He slapped a hand on Kurt's shoulder, making him jump, and slid his arm across his back (taking note of the way Kurt's muscles tensed under his hand, and the planes of his shoulder bones) until his arm was wrapped securely around Kurt.

'Come on. Put that travesty of a drink down and come with me.'

'What?' Kurt looked up at him, confused.

'Up. Get up.'

'Sebastian…'

'Nope I don't want to hear it.' He pulled the drink from Kurt's hands and put it out of reach. 'There are better bars in Columbus and that's where we're going.'

'I'm not going anywhere with you.'

'Do you want to have fun?'

'I… why are you even bothering me? You hate me.'

'Do you want to forget whatever kind of shitty day you had?'

'I… yes.' He slumped.

Sebastian smirked. He'd won this time, he knew it.

'Then get up, and come with me.'

'Can I at least finish my drink first?'

He eyed the blue drink distastefully. 'No. Not at all.'

'It cost me ten dollars!'

'And whose fault is that? I'll buy you something else in Columbus, come on.'

'I have no reason to trust you right now.' Kurt said standing up anyway. 'For all I know you could be planning of driving out to the middle of nowhere, to kill me and hide my body.'

'I only would have done that so that Blaine was single.' Sebastian replied with a smirk. 'You're not his boyfriend anymore so don't worry.'

'How reassuring.'

Sebastian grinned and guided Kurt out of the bar, keeping one hand unnecessarily on his back. He'd driven to Scandals, for a change. And when asked, he wouldn't be able to tell you why. It was maybe possible that he had no intention of drinking, and had been secretly hoping to run into Kurt (though he'd deny it until the day he died)… but only because he hit his head quite hard on a desk and was probably still a little fuzzy from it.

'Here we are.' Sebastian stopped at a sleek, black car, finally moving his arm from Kurt and walking around to the driver's side.

'Of course you have a nice car.' Kurt mumbled as he climbed in. 'It's possible that I'm suicidal for this.'

'What was that?' Sebastian asked.

'I still don't know why I'm getting into a car with you, of all people.'

'Just add it to the list of unanswered questions about the universe.'

'Will do.'

The trip to Columbus was quiet. And long. Since when had it been so long? Kurt sighed heavily and slumped back in his seat. Sebastian glanced at him and rolled his eyes, before looking back at the expanse of road before him.

Five minutes later Kurt sat up suddenly with a gasp.

'Oh my God, what? Did you just realise that your top was made for someone who actually has a vagina?'

'I can't go to Columbus. Sebastian we can't go to Columbus. Turn the car around!' He said in a panic, ignoring Sebastian's comment completely.

'We're nearly there.'

'Turn around.'

'No.'

'Yes.'

'No. I'm not turning the car around.'

'You have to!'

'Why?'

'Because we can't go to Columbus.'

'That's not an answer. Why can't we go to Columbus?'

'Because…'

'I swear to God Kurt, if you don't give me a good reason right now I'll throw you out of this car.'

'Anything would be better than going to Columbus.'

'Did you somehow succeed in offending an entire city? Is that why we can't go?'

Kurt mumbled something under his breath Sebastian was unable to catch.

'What?' he asked.

'Blaine and Nathan have a date in Columbus tonight.'

'Oh.'

'Yeah.'

'Is that all?'

'What do you mean is that all?'

'I mean, is that all?'

'You're not making any sense.'

'Yeah, well you might as well be speaking fucking Chinese right now for all the sense you're making.'

'What does that even mean?'

'Why are you freaking out about Blaine and his new boy toy being in Columbus?'

'Because I don't want to run into them.'

'Um… forgive me for asking this, but, have you actually ever been to Columbus before?'

'Of course I have. What sort of question is that?'

'It's a big city. The chances of running into them are slim.'

'You're forgetting I have the worst luck in the world.'

'We're going to Columbus. I promise we won't see them.'

Kurt didn't respond and Sebastian was thankful when he saw the 'Welcome to Columbus Ohio*' sign. Only another five minutes of driving and they'd be at the bar he was planning on taking Kurt to. He took a moment to glance quickly at the boy sitting next to him. He was staring out the front window, his was face carefully blank. Sebastian had yet to work out why he done any of this to begin with. Well, he knew that initially he'd been hoping to somehow seduce Kurt into giving him a blowjob in the bathroom at Scandal's, but when it had been clear Kurt wasn't going to cave into his (flawless) pickup techniques it should have all stopped. Instead, he'd been at the Lima Bean hoping to run into him. Messaging him, in his own weird, Smythe way, condolences of his ex, finding a new, really hot boyfriend.

Bringing him out to Columbus in hopes of cheering him up.

And he didn't know why.

Kurt Hummel was barely a blip on his radar. He wasn't supposed to be much more than a hurdle he needed to, not so much jump over but, push aside to get to Blaine Anderson.

And now…

'I thought you were ok with Nathan?'

'What?'

'You seemed perfectly fine about the whole… Blaine has a Nathan now thing. Why the freak out?'

'There's a lot text messages are unable to convey.' Kurt said in a low voice

'Oh…' Sebastian didn't know how to respond. So he didn't.

'I'm not pining over Blaine or anything.' Kurt said.

'Oh?' He still didn't know exactly what words he was supposed to use.

'It just came along with an onslaught of other stuff. Besides, is it any surprise Blaine was the first out of the two of us to move on?'

'Um… I don't…'

'It was just that with NYADA and Finchel drama and the fact that no one comes out of a breakup completely unscathed from it and I was still dealing with that… it hurts a little bit...'

'What do finches have to do with anything?' Sebastian frowned.

'…And by a little bit, I mean a lot. What?' Kurt paused, taking what Sebastian had asked. 'Finches?'

'You're the one who brought it up.'

'Oh, no, Finchel, as in… Finn and Rachel.'

'And just when I thought your little group of friends couldn't get any lamer… what were you and Blaine? Blurt?'

'Klaine thank you very much.'

'Oh, because that's worlds better.'

'We tried campaigning for Kurt CoBlaine in the early days, but it just didn't catch on.'

'How did you guys break up anyway?' Sebastian was careful to keep his tone casual, and in tune with the rest of the conversation. He still had no idea and, yes, it was killing him.

'I don't know why it matters to you so much.' Kurt shrugged, and without looking at him Sebastian could hear the smirk in his voice. It was annoying.

'It doesn't matter. I'm just… curious.'

'Right.' Kurt said.

Sebastian found an empty spot on the street and reversed into it smoothly; actually amazed he'd managed to find a space so close to his favourite bar in Ohio. He unbuckled his seatbelt and gave Kurt a wicked grin.

'Come on, time for you to discover what a real gay bar is like.'

'Tonight is not going to end well.'

*I don't know if such a sign exists, but for the sake of this story, it does.