The first year Italian class head earned enough money at the carwash, and an month later, they were going to Italy. Blaine was ecstatic, that meant Kurt could go. Boy, did he want Kurt to go. Maybe they could 'run out of room' and they'd have to share. They could go sight-seeing together. Kurt would love that, he just knew it. And how romantic would it be if they kissed there? Under the stars! Kurt would love that too, Blaine had a feeling.

Although he should have been planning class activities, he'd rather be thinking of ways to get Kurt alone. He'd give the whole class an A anyway, he didn't pay enough attention to give the grades they deserved. That's probably bad, it was his first year teaching after all, and he spent it pining after a student.

Kurt walked in the classroom, grin on his face. Blaine loved that grin. Kurt just didn't know how much yet.

"Blaine!" Kurt yelled happily, going to hug his teacher. Blaine loved Kurt's hugs. He'd become so accustomed to receiving the warm embrace.

"Kurt!" Blaine yelled back, just as happily.

"Blaine we're going to Italy! It's so romantic, not as romantic as France, but.. But Blaine!" Kurt babbled on, Blaine just listened with a smile plastered on his face.

"I know Kurt, I know. Maybe we can go to France next." Kurt stopped speaking, his heart beat increasing as he stared at Blaine. Blaine's heart stopped, was Kurt about to reject him? He had to fix what he just said. "I mean… the class. Not just.. Not just us.." he blushed, looking away.

"Or it could be just us.." Kurt winked, feeling more confident seeing how unconfident Blaine looked. Blaine's heart beat went from totally dead, to racing. "Kidding." Kurt laughed, pulling out his planner.

When the time came to go to Italy, Kurt was definitely the most excited. Especially since their flight was at 4 a.m., everyone else was miserable.

Blaine stood by his class, sipping a cup of coffee, admiring how awake and energetic Kurt was. He couldn't pull his eyes away from the tall boy, jumping in his place. "Exactly how much coffee have you had?" he asked, grinning as Kurt bounced his way over.

"Three cups. But that's how much I have just before first period. I'm so excited to go to Italy Blaine. You have no idea. This is my chance to find love, a real, true love. Like in the movies." Kurt smiled, daydreaming about finding a man to love him. Blaine couldn't help thinking that maybe, just maybe, he could be that love.

Their flight was called and they all went to board. Blaine managed to get Kurt's seat next to his, good thing he was in charge of the tickets.

The plane ride was long, but not long enough. Blaine ended up sleeping with his head on Kurt's shoulder, and Kurt's head resting on his. Finn, much to both Kurt and Blaine's dismay, took a whole bunch of pictures, while his girlfriend Rachel awed at them. He made a mental note to kick their asses later.

Kurt awoke not to long before the plane landed, grinning at just the thought of being close. He looked at Blaine and his smile just grew. He was hooked on Blaine, there was no doubt.

Blaine got his class checked into the hotel, handing them all packets. He had announced that as long as this packet was finished they should get a good grade. This however, was just another way to spend more time with Kurt. They weren't put in the same room, but single rooms next to each other and that was good enough for him. They dropped their things off and went on their way.

Blaine followed Kurt around Italy for God knows how long. They went to every single place Kurt had been dying to see, and Blaine had to wondered if he looked like a lost puppy just trailing behind. If he did, he decided, he didn't mind. As long as he was Kurt's lost puppy.

Kurt tried gelato for the first time, which made Blaine laugh because Kurt had declared "I don't care if it makes me fat, it's the most delicious thing I've tasted in years." Even if you were fat, you'd be beautiful to me.. Blaine wanted to say it. He just couldn't. Too inappropriate, he decided.

"Kurt come on!" Blaine whined after hours of sight-seeing and international shopping. "But Blaine, we haven't even hit half the places we have to go to today. Suck it up." Kurt said smoothly, picking up a pair of jeans that Blaine decided would fit him in all the right places.

"Let's at least get something to eat." He tried persuading as Kurt bought the jeans and they left the store. But, being defiant, Kurt shook his head and went on with his actions. That was it, Blaine was about to fight back. He sat down in the middle of the walkway they'd been on, making Kurt stopped and look at him very confused.

"Blaine." Kurt said, a dangerous hint in his voice, indicating he was about to have a bitchfit. "Blaine, get up." he said forcefully.

"No-"

"Bl-"

"I said-"

"You're being-"

"Will you-"

"Blaine Ander-"

"Stop cutting me off!" Blaine screamed, catching Kurt off guard.

"Okay, okay I'm sorry." Kurt said. That was the first time he's ever backed down. No one ever dared raise their voice to Kurt Elizabeth Hummel.

"Alright, now, we're going to go get something to eat. I know how easy it is for you to stick to a three meal a day schedule, but I just cant do that." Kurt tried to hide the small smile that was forming as Blaine talked.

"Okay, we can go get some food." he agreed.

The walked to the nearest café, unfortunately running in to Finn and Rachel. Kurt tried to hide his grimace as the short brunette ran up to him. Not because he cared about her feelings, but because he was way to polite. Manners were important, after all.

"Hi Kurt!" She smiled. "Italy is so beautiful isn't it? I just love it! And Finn loves it too. Right Finn?" she turned to her boyfriend, who just nodded slightly at her words. "Oh, hi Mr. Anderson!" she said when she noticed Blaine standing their. "How are you?" Kurt couldn't help noticing how she batted her eyelashes like most girls did, it made him ball his hands into fists to keep from ripping her hair out.

"I'm okay Rachel. And please, Blaine while we're not in class." he smiled at her, but it wasn't a genuine smile, not like the ones he gave Kurt.

"Right, so Blaine and I are going to go grab some food. He sure made a fuss about it, we'll see you around." Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand, pulling him to a clear table.

"We should have stayed with them." Blaine said nonchalantly.

"A meal with Rachel Berry? I've endured plenty, trust me. Finn brings her for almost every Friday night dinner. I'll pass on this one." he picked up the menu, scanning over the selections before lamely choosing spaghetti.

"Friday night dinners?" Blaine asked, picking something that sounded complicated. "It's a tradition my mom started. Any other night of the week, eat wherever you want, do whatever you want. But if you weren't present for a Friday night dinner, you better be dying." Kurt smiled at the memory of his mother.

"Ah, and Finn brings Rachel?"

"You're supposed to bring whoever you're currently romantically involved with." he paused and looked at Blaine. "Maybe I should bring you sometime." he chuckled as if it were a joke, but both boys wanted so desperately for it not to be.