Over 2000 hits (and words)! To anon: thanks! and anderpson as always! Ok anyways to answer some people's questions about if Sebastian's after Blaine, I'll ask a question. Do you like Blaine? If he were straight would you go after him? Now Blaine is gay, and Sebastian's bi… Oh and I apologize for my last author's note cause it was really long and maybe annoying...Enjoy!

Sebastian sneezed in the car, making Kurt throw a box of tissues at his head. Groaning, he took a few out and threw them back. "Gee thanks Kurt, that really helped my headache."

"Really? Whenever I bang my head on something, it usually causes a headache." Finn stared wonderingly at Sebastian's pale face. "Maybe it's just me."

"Finn…" He just ended up sighing. There was no point in trying to correct him. The boy had a hard time choosing between Rachel and Quinn and could barely walk and sing at the same time.

"Sorry. But you really shouldn't sleep outside on the trampoline. It completely doesn't support your back, which means you're going to get scoliosis, and it was 49 degrees a couple nights ago."

They were in the car, obviously, but this wasn't a happy family outing. Kurt was moving to Dalton and that reason alone was enough to explain the gloomy air in the car, but it wasn't.

Sebastian hadn't been feeling that great since he started sleeping outside, and with Kurt gone he felt safe enough back in the room. He barely had enough energy to do his hair up in the usual sweep. It just hung limply around. It wasn't up to his usual standards, but it was good enough.

The second reason was no one had thought to eat breakfast since Carole had another shift and Kurt had been reorganizing everything in his luggage. Being sick and not having any food was enough to put Sebastian into a bad mood. But there was more.

The biggest reason of all was poking into his cheek and on his lap. Kurt's wardrobe. Pushing the bag of hair products towards their owner, he groaned for the 48th time, and he had been counting. "Kurt. You do realize that they wear uniforms right? Blaine was wearing his to our school."

Kurt just sniffed and dusted the bag off. "Well, they said that they allowed casual clothing on the weekends."

Finn jumped in because he still hadn't gotten the fact that you really shouldn't opposed Kurt. "But dude, the Blaine guy said that pretty much everyone wore their uniforms on the weekends too."

"Well, I'm not going to waste the money I've spent on the latest Marc Jacobs collection. I'll just wear them whenever I get the chance. I'm sure someone at Dalton understands fashion like I do and appreciate my clohtes."

Sebastian smirked and waited until Burt leaned over to change the radio channel to something with sports. "You mean like Blaine?" he whispered into Kurt's ear.

His brother jumped and slapped him with the tissue box. "Ok that actually really hurt."

"No, not for Blaine. He's into football, he—he wouldn't know anything about vogue covers or anything."

Sebastian just cocked his head to one side, no matter how much it hurt, and just waited for Kurt to respond.

Kurt just stuck his tongue out.

"Is this Blaine kid the one who's been helping you out?"

Everyone in the car froze because that meant that Burt had heard most of their conversations. And a few of their earlier ones probably weren't meant for him to hear.

"Uh, yeah dad. He's one of the school reps and he's going to help me with getting a room and other stuff."

"Yeah, you two should get a room… maybe together. It would be nice if you knew your roommate," Finn called from the font seat.

Sebastian snorted and started giggling hysterically. Okay, not giggling, laughing or even chuckling maybe. Definitely not the giggles that girls get that make them fall over into their brother's lap and make everyone in the car look like they're an idiot. Seriously.

Kurt just shook his head, but the light pink tinge climbing up the back of his neck showed his embarrassment. Even Finn laughed and showed signs of understanding. Unfortunately, so did Burt, even if he looked a little confused. "You tell that Blaine kid to come over for Friday night dinner. I want to meet him."

Everyone in the car froze again and Sebastian hoped his dad was joking. Now that he thought about it, it wasn't even that funny. He was actually going crazy and hallucinating from his fever. He groaned and just stared at the ceiling. Luckily, no one had to respond to anything because they had just pulled into the Dalton parking lot.

The only reason Sebastian noticed that they were here was an enormous building blocking the sun and causing a dark shadow over everything. His jaw dropped as he looked out the window. Things like this did not belong in Ohio. There were about seven impressively tall buildings. All of them were made of stone and brick with various statues and fountains dotting the landscaping.

Lawns of still green grass covered every square inch except for a sidewalk threading through campus. Smaller paths lead to some significantly smaller but still huge buildings that seemed to be dorms judging by the students milling around.

It looked like a college campus, one that belonged to an Ivy League at the very least. One that should have vast libraries, ancient halls, hidden corridors, and maybe a hidden swimming pool ;) . It looked like a slightly modernized Hogwarts without broomsticks and Dumbledore.

About twenty boys were gathering leaves and jumping into the brown piles, making a crisp crackly sound echo throughout the campus.

"Wow." Finn pretty much summed it all up.

One boy wasn't taking in on the festivities and smiled as the car pulled up to the main building, the biggest one.

"Hey Kurt, Finn, and Mr. Hummel! I'll just take you sir to the main office and you just have to sign a few forms."

"Thanks Blaine. Start unloading the car boys."

Sebastian sighed. Blaine didn't see him because he was lying down and covered by Kurt's Louis Vuitton bags. It was just as well, it would be really bad if Blaine saw him like this.

The boy was cute and he still wanted to make an impression even if he was just going to be the brother of the future boyfriend.

Burt followed Blaine inside, only looking a little bit intimidated by the silhouette that blocked the weak sun.

"Okay, let's start unloading. The sooner we start, the sooner we finish."

Kurt sighed and threw two bags loaded with shoes at him. "Yes sir."

All done, Finn actually did most of the work because he could lift heavy objects better than either of the Hummels. Sebastian actually felt worse than he had before being stuck out in the bitter November wind. "Ok Kurt, have fun, but not too much fun if you know what I mean." He raised his eyebrows and Kurt slapped him on the arm.

"I'll miss you too Seb. And I would hug you, but I think I would get sick and then that would be bad."

Sebastian just laughed, waved, and jumped back into the slightly warmer and emptier car. He had just closed the door when Blaine walked back out with Burt.

"Thank you very much Blaine. You should come over for dinner this Friday."

"Um, isn't that right after Thanksgiving? Like Black Friday?"

"It is, but if you're their then maybe we'll be spared from being dragged to the mall by Kurt. Oh wait, did you have plans with your family son?"

Blaine snorted. "Like they would care."

Burt frowned and looked at the confident and charismatic boy in front of him. How could anyone not care about him.

"What I mean to say sir," Blaine quickly amended, "they already have plans and I'm actually staying here."

"Well then you should come. We'll hold off celebrating Thanksgiving one day so you can enjoy the turkey."

"But I couldn't impose on yo—"

"Nope Blaine, you're coming and that's final."

The boy just smiled. "Thank you Mr. Hummel. I look forward to it. It was really smart to bring Kurt here a couple days before break so he could get settled in and then leave when the crazy gets to him."

"Eh, the timing worked out then. Come on Finn, we gotta drive back to Lima."

He hugged Kurt tightly. "I'll see you soon Kurt."

"Bye dad, love you. Stay away from the chicken will you?"

"Sure…"

Finn grabbed onto Kurt and held him tight. "We could have made it work for you at McKinley you know."

"Yeah, but then you would have gotten beaten up too."

The two men clambered back into the car and waved as they tried to find their way out of the parking lot.

"Blaine! Hurry up! It's time to judge the leaf piles!" Wes called out from a particularly tall one.

"Um, Blaine?" Kurt looked the tiniest bit confused.

He just smiled and grabbed a couple bags. "I'll let you help later. It's basically who can build the biggest or most creative pile of leaves and they get to jump into the rest of them."

"Creative leaf piles?" scoffed Kurt and he tossed the rest onto a cart and started off towards his dorm, which just happened to be with Blaine and the rest of the Warblers.

"What?" Blaine's tone became little defensive. "Wes and David made one that looked exactly like a gavel. Thad ended up winning though with his Pavarotti one."

"Um…"

"But it was kind of bad because Wes got mad that he didn't win and stuffed his pile with 50 gavels so Thad ended up breaking his wrist."

"Um…"

"You and I should make one! That way, we're guaranteed to win because I'm the judge."

"Um..."

"The prize is amazing though. Jumping into like 60 piles of leaves… Oh sorry, I'm going off on a tangent again. Usually happens when I'm nervous…"

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Or when I'm cold, and I'm pretty cold right now. Let's go inside," mumbled Blaine. He was looking a little pink, but that might've just been the cold air rushing around campus.

He held the door open for Kurt who gave him a shy smile.

Poor Blaine, I think his family went off to the Canary Islands without him…SO seblainers… blaine hasn't seen Sebastian yet… But we'll get there! I love grant gustin with his hair all gelled and styled, but I also love his hair just normal like in his episode of csi Miami… sigh… So yeah! Let me know what you think!

get it? Kurt leaves McKinley and there are leaves since its autumn? Ok whatever, I thought it was kinda clever...

Next up: Thanksgiving (Seblaine, but then we have Klaine so stay with the story?) please?

Oh and reviews are accepted! and will probably get rid of some writer's block ;) – chocolate-notes