A/N: Mammia MIA! This chapter is LONG and I am BEAT! Sorry it took so long to get this up :{ I'm working this summer and we're in the middle of moving so...yeah...busy. But anyway, here is chapter seven! Next chapter is...THE DATE! So, this chapter, sadly, was kind of a filler, so I'm sorry if it's not that good :( But I tried and I hope you all love it! Also, things that [look like this] someone's thoughts (in this case, Kurt's) And the song Sebastian's humming is 'Friday I'm in Love' by The Cure. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing save Lizzie, Barnabas, the Smythe parents and the story line :)

"This outfit is a piece of SHIT!" Kurt yelled, throwing the clothes hanging on his closet door onto his bed. He started frantically going through all the clothes in his closet, throwing piece after piece onto his bed (he would later apologize to each individual article for being so rough with it.) He had had that outfit planned since Sebastian asked him out. Of course, looking at it Thursday night, he realized that it was quite stupid. It just…it didn't work, at least not for a first date. [Maybe a third or fourth, something more…]Kurt stopped mid-thought and smiled dreamily. The possibility of having multiple dates with Sebastian was a very pleasing thought, indeed. Kurt shook his head as he eyed the top in his hand. It was nice enough; long-sleeved button up in navy blue and a soft material. [Paired with black jeans and my knee-high Doc Martens, I think, would be a perfect first date outfit.] Kurt smiled, holding the top carefully as he dug around for his tightest pair of black skinny jeans. After five minutes of searching, he found them, placed them on the shirt and dug for his Doc Martens (which he found moments later.) He hung his outfit up on the closet door, placed the boots underneath and went to his vanity to plan accessories. [Nothing too fancy, I want to keep things simple] he thought as he rooted around. Finally, he picked a simple, small dragonfly broach, which he kept on the vanity. He smiled as he imagined the outfit in his head. [Perfect]

SKSKSKSKSK

I don't care if Monday's blue,

Tuesday's great and Wednesday, too.

Thursday, I don't care about you,

It's Friday,

I'm in love!

Sebastian hummed the song under his breath as he joined the Warblers at their usual table for breakfast. Trent smiled as he made room for his friend and roomie. He nudged Sebastian's shoulder. "Someone's awfully happy this morning," he teased, stealing a Sebastian's bacon.

"That I am, Trent, that I am." He said, pouring a light amount of salt on his eggs before mixing it together.

"Oh? And what's got our dear Bastian so happy?" David asked, turning away from Wes and Thad. Sebastian was about to answer but Trent cut him off.

"Our Bastian here's got himself a date tonight." Trent winked. Sebastian rolled his eyes as all the attention turned to focus on him.

"Oh really?" Wes asked. "I'm intrigued. Who has caught the interest of our school's local strumpet?" Sebastian cocked his eyebrow.

"Really, Wes? Strumpet was the only thing you could come up with?" Wes smiled.

"No, I also thought of tramp, tart, working girl, slut, harlot, and hooker, but strumpet just has a certain…zing to it, don't you think?" He asked. Sebastian flipped him off.

"Fuck you, Montgomery."

"Aw, I'm flattered, but I'm taken and you have a date tonight," Wes replied teasingly, linking his arm through David's. David rolled his eyes.

"But in all seriousness Sebastian, that's great." David said, smiling. The table all nodded in agreement.

"So, where and how'd you meet him?" Thad asked, leaning forward in interest.

"Yeah, and how stupid is he to agree to go out with you?" John called out from the end of the table. They all sniggered and Sebastian flipped them all off before regaling to them the epic tale of how he came to ask Kurt out.

SKSKSKSKSK

Nothing brought down Kurt's mood, for today was Friday and that meant that he had his very first date with a rather cute…alright, sexy guy who was overly flirtatious but seemed nice enough and had an adorable little brother and liked his little sister. "White boy's got a date tonight!" Mercedes teased, linking her arm through Kurt's. Kurt laughed.

"I know! I'm so excited Mercedes! You have no idea." He gabbed. Mercedes chuckled.

"I think I have a little clue," Mercedes retorted, poking fun. Kurt rolled his eyes, a smile on his face. "So, tell me, have you picked out what you're going to wear tonight?" Kurt pulled back, his face a look of shock. "What?" Mercedes asked, voice dripping attitude.

"Mercy, of course I have my outfit picked out for tonight!" Kurt proclaimed. Mercy smirked.

"Good. Now, tell me what you're wearing." Kurt proceeded to describe each article of clothing to her in the best detail he could offer before depositing her at her class. He walked to his own class, floating on a cloud, until he was shoved into a locker by Karofsky.

"Queer," he threw out, sneering at Kurt. Kurt pulled himself up, dusted himself off and put a genuine smile on his face.

"Say what you want today, Karofsky. It's Friday, I'm in love!" Kurt jeered, quickly ducking into the classroom.

SKSKSKSKSK

"Hey Hummel, looking good. Got a hot date tonight?" Kurt turned and saw Sebastian stalking towards him from his car. He smirked, scooting over to make room for him on his Navigator. A strong arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. He smiled.

"Why, yes, I do have a date tonight. Not sure how hot he is, though," Kurt teased. Sebastian's fingers started dancing over Kurt's hip, causing him to squirm and shriek with laughter. Sebastian smirked.

"You were saying, Hummel?" He snarked.

"Ok, OK! I give, my date tonight is hot, sexy and drop-dead gorgeous!" Kurt surrendered, throwing his hands up in the air. Sebastian smiled, stopping his tickling. They both laughed and Kurt brought his arms down, wrapping one around Sebastian's waist as well.

"So, how was your day, Kurt?" Sebastian asked.

"My day was great," Kurt hummed, squeezing Sebastian with the arm around his waist. "Yours?"

"Mine was fantastic," Sebastian replied, repeating Kurt's gesture. Kurt smiled.

"Good. Hey, here they come!" He said enthusiastically as their siblings ran up the pathway, hand in hand. Kurt smiled. "You know, they were 'enemies' last year. It's so cute to see them as friends this year!" Kurt declared. Sebastian smirked, nodding his head along to Kurt.

"You know, it's quite disgusting to see you two canoodling and cavorting around our young children. We don't want them exposed to faggots like you." A man, probably in his late thirties, spoke self-righteously. Kurt didn't deign to give the man a response, simply ignoring him. Sebastian, on the other hand, didn't take well to this man invading his personal space.

"Well, no one asked you to acknowledge us, so why don't you just back off. We're just here to pick up our siblings." Sebastian spat, clutching Kurt closer to him. The man looked affronted.

"You and your parents may subjugate your unfortunate siblings to your lifestyle but we don't-"

"In case you haven't noticed, sir, you're the only one causing a scene about us being close. So, if you could please, just go away," Kurt cut in, his words coming out in a sharp, precise, 'I mean business, don't mess with me bitch' kind of tone. The man looked just as vexed as before, but this time came back biting.

"Look, if you don't'-"

"HI Lizzie!" Kurt cried, unwrapping himself from Sebastian's side and bending down to scoop up his little sister into a hug. The man scoffed.

"Hey ya Barnie," Sebastian said, bending down to make contact with his brother. He picked him up and balanced him on his hip, a technique he copied from Kurt. The man sneered at them.

"Take your fag-"

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH!" Kurt yelled, finally drawing attention to the group. He finally noticed that the man had a child with him. He felt infinitely sorry for this little boy who would surely grow up to be like his father. "Is hate really what you want to teach your child?" He questioned, his face a mask of calm and seriousness. The man laughed.

"Like you're one to talk you little fair-"

"Back off mister!" Lizzie, Barnabas and Sebastian all yelled at the same time, each voiced as threatening as the next.

"Or what?" The man taunted.

"Yeah, or what?" The little boy parroted.

"Shut up Craig!" Lizzie said.

"Or what Hummel?" Craig ridiculed.

"That's it. Lizzie, come on, we're leaving. Goodbye, Sebastian, I'll see you tonight." Kurt said, reaching out to squeeze his hand. "You should leave too, y'know." Kurt lectured. Sebastian nodded.

"We are. C'mon Barns, let's blow this pop stand." Sebastian said, carrying his brother to the car.

"Bye Lizzie, bye Kurtie!" Barnabas yelled.

"Bye Barnabas, bye Sebby!" Lizzie yelled back. Kurt placed Lizzie in the car and shut the door by the time the man, Mr. Williams, had roughly grabbed Kurt's shoulder and turned him around.

"We're not done here yet f-" Sebastian tempestuously pulled Mr. Williams back off of Kurt, stepping in between them.

"Oh, I think we are." Sebastian said, his voice dark and menacing. Mr. Williams actually looked a little frightened.

"I-"

"My father is the state's attorney and a supporter of gay rights. Lay another hand on me, my boyfriend or any of his family and I will have your ass thrown in jail faster than you can say fairy. Do I make myself understood?" Sebastian threatened, his voice full of malice and promise. The man paled. He nodded his head before he ran to grab Craig's hand and pulled him towards their car. The crowd had dispersed once Craig and his father ran away. Sebastian turned around to find a shaking Kurt. His features softened as he pulled him to his chest, wrapping him in a hug. Kurt slid his shaking arms around Sebastian's waist, burying himself in his chest. He was dry heaving as Sebastian tried to comfort him. "Ssh, it's ok, Kurt, it's ok. Remember, we have a date tonight?" Sebastian prodded. "I'm one sexy, studdly, manly piece of ass. Right? And you are one gorgeous, beautiful, sexy piece of ass." The dry heaving had stopped, but something else was now happening. Sebastian pulled back a little to try and look at Kurt. His shoulders were still shaking, but for a different reason. "Are you…laughing?" He asked incredulously. Kurt looked up at Sebastian, his eyes full of playfulness as he shook his head no, biting back a grin. "You are, aren't you? You're laughing at my attempt to comfort you. I'm wounded Kurt, truly, deeply wounded." Sebastian teased. Kurt just laughed louder and let his grin out.

"You're an idiot, Sebastian Smythe, that's what you are." Kurt chuckled. Sebastian smirked.

"Yeah, well, this idiot is taking you out to dinner tonight, so be ready for seven." Sebastian winked. Kurt grinned.

"Will do!" Kurt slipped out from between Sebastian and the car and went to his front door. "See you in a few hours Sebastian!" Sebastian threw him a wave.

"See you in a few hours Kurt."