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"Hi boys. How was the party?"

"It was great Mrs Hummel. Kurt's friends are nice. Well Cooper and I need to make sure we're all ready to leave tomorrow. Goodnight."

He rushed Cooper up the stairs before his brother could say anything.

"What the hell Blaine?" They had stopped on the first floor where the master bedroom was along with Finn's room and two other guest rooms.

"Sorry. I just….I couldn't really face them right after practically heaving sex with their son in their kitchen."

"Speaking of….Damn Blaine! I thought you didn't poach?"

"I don't….we...we were just hanging out in the kitchen and I just couldn't stop staring then I was kissing him."

"So you're telling me you just couldn't help it?"

"Yes…no…yes."

"Make up your mind bro. Yes or No?"

"It was like I was made of iron and Kurt was a magnet."

"You were made of iron alright…." Cooper murmured.

"What?"

"Nothing….So what happens now Blaine? Don't forget we are back at UA tomorrow then off to Canada with our parents in a week. "

No sooner than the words had left Cooper's mouth than his phone began to ring. Cooper took his phone out of his EA7 jeans pocket and looked at the screen.

"Hello Mom. What's up?"

Blaine listened with half and ear as they continued to make their way up to the second floor guest room. What was he gonna do about the attraction between him and Kurt? He had been dreaming of the teen for years and now he had found out he actually existed and had met him. His mind was in a whirl and his libido was not helping matters.

Burt stared after the Anderson boys as they literally escaped up the stairs. Weren't they leaving on Monday morning? Had something happened in their absence? More to the point did it involve Kurt?

He and Carole walked into the kitchen and found Kurt with his back leaning against the fridge, his eyes closed and they looked at each other before looking back at the teenager.

"Kurt? Honey are you ok?"

Kurt slowly opened his eyes to see his parents looking at him with concern. He blushed slightly and made his way back over to the island where his sandwich still was.

"I'm ok Carole, just a little tired. How was your day?"

"It was good. Your father spent most of his time on the golf course after he met Al Motta in reception. I spent the day at the spa before we met back up for dinner. So the party was a success?"

"Of course and Finn did his job quite well I must say."

"That's good to hear. Um….Kurt? Can you come with me to my office for just a moment please?"

"Sure. Is everything ok dad?"

Carole gave Burt an encouraging smile before bending done to pick up a can of diet cola.

"This yours Kurt?"

Kurt looked at the soda can and blushed remembering how the can had ended up on the floor. Then a horrifying thought occurred to him. What would have happened if it had been his Dad and Carole that had interrupted them earlier? Thank God for Cooper.

He picked up the plated sandwich and took the offered soda can before following his dad out of the kitchen then along the hall into the office that was next to a formal sitting room. The office looked more like a mini library than an office. The room was a good-sized rectangle shape with walls painted a Tuscan terracotta colour and soft coral carpet on the floor. The large desk and bookshelves that occupied three walls were made of Indian laurel that contrasted nicely with the terracotta. Two olive chaise lounges with cream cushions and placed back to back were on the same side of the room as the bookshelves. The large desk faced the door and a five branched Endon Barleycorn design chandelier in antique brass hung from the ceiling with matching two branch wall fixtures dotted around the room; potted plants had been placed in strategic locations around the room.

Burt sat behind the desk and opened a drawer pulling out a leather bound book. Kurt waited for his father to start speaking.

"Kurt please sit down. I need to tell you something that I should have told you long ago. About our family."

Kurt sat in one of the two leather back chairs facing the desk and raised his eyebrows. He was getting a history lesson now?

"Dad –"

"This is extremely important kiddo. I need you to really listen." With a sigh Burt continued.

"Kurt you and I both know about most of the history of our family but until 19 years ago I hadn't known what I know now. As you know my father, your grandfather James, died two years before you were born but before he died he gave me a book."

Burt handed over the old book to Kurt who took it reluctantly. Not being able to remain sitting any longer he got up and went over to the only window in the room; the dimly lit back yard visible through the curtains.

"He told me I absolutely had to read that book, especially if I had a blue eyed son. I thought he was going crazy and only agreed to read the book to shut him up but when you were born your mother and I immediately know you were special."

Burt turned back to face his son and found incredulous blue eyes staring back at him. He walked over to the vacant leather back chair and rested his hand on top of the backrest.

"I honestly thought that I would have more time to tell you all the things you need to know as well as prepare you for the future but yesterday changed everything. Now Kurt some of the things that are in that book may alarm you but you need to read to the end and believe me when I say it's all true."

Kurt opened his mouth to speak but Burt held a hand to silence him and continued to hold his gaze.

"You know I don't ask much of you kiddo but I beg you to read that book tonight and even though you told Carole you were ok, I know something happened with you before we got home that probably involved one of the Anderson boys."

As if to confirm Burt's suspicions, Kurt broke eye contact and blushed. Burt wanted to know which Anderson boy it was that had left the hickey that was partially covered by the collar of Kurt's shirt and if what he had read about was true then both boys would not be able to keep their desires in-check within such close proximity to each other.

Kurt looked down at the book he held in his hands. What was so important that he had to read it tonight? And what did Cooper or Blaine have to do with this?

"Have a goodnight kiddo. See you in the morning?"

"Sure dad. Goodnight."

A few minutes after Burt had left; Kurt gathered up the sandwich and cola, tucked the book under his arm and exited the library after switching off the lights. He went straight to he room. Placed the sandwich, soda and book on the small coffee table went to his closet and changed into his favourite pyjamas; blue printed silk Versace pyjama shorts and slim fitted short sleeved shirt.

He curled up in one of the armchairs, placed the plated sandwich on his lap and flipped through the old book. A passage caught his eye. The entry was dated on the same day as his birthday.

May 17

I can hardly believe it but it is true none the less. My James, my darling James is with child.

After we had moved south I had all but forgotten the forest incident. Now James is with child and so excited. I am too but I am also worried. Many women have died during childbirth and the caesarean procedure is risky.

Will it be different because James is male or will it be worse? I keep my worries to myself for fear of alarming my sweetheart and pray that all will be well.

WHAT THE HELL?! Kurt was sure he had read the passage of text wrong but the words stayed the same after reading and re-reading it again. James was a man's name right? Right? He closed the book and took a few deep breaths, the half eaten sandwich forgotten. Tempted as he was to put the book away and forget all about it but he had promised his dad. Opening back up the book he decided to start from the beginning, his night time skincare ritual forgotten.

Blaine lay on the double bed waiting for his brother to say something. He had told Cooper everything. That he had still been having the dreams and how he now felt after kissing Kurt. His body had cooled down but he had stayed semi-erect. He also wondered if he was going to dream tonight. Blaine sighed; that would be like pouring gasoline on an already blazing fire. And all through this what he wanted, craved, was just down the hall.

"Well now I really think you should talk to Kurt. Tell him about your dreams. It may very well freak him out."

"You think?" Blaine's sarcasm was lost on Cooper.

"It was just felt so good, so right Cooper. You know how I am. It took me two whole weeks to make a move on Alex and with Eli it was nearly a month. So how come it took mere hours with Kurt. Plus he's taken. Adam seems like a total douche but he is still Kurt's boyfriend."

"Well I can't tell you what to do about Adam but I can tell you that you need to really think about what you're gonna do over the summer now that we're not going to Great Aunt Hope's anymore. Maybe you can use this time to show Kurt why he should be with you instead and it will be good for you cause you'll have to work for Kurt's attention; no having him just fall into your lap though I'm sure he's halfway there."

The call from their mother earlier had been to inform the boys that Aunt Hope was in the hospital so the trip was cancelled but she and their father were going to pay a quick visit to the 88 year old woman before having to return for an emergency Congressional meeting in Washington, DC. Now Blaine had a free summer.

"Well I think he liked the cuff links and was impressed by my knowledge of languages."

"That's a good start right? Anyway I'm gonna get ready for bed."

"Mmmm….'k."

Blaine had been turned on when Kurt had thanked him in French for his gift. Learning languages had always been easy for him and though he didn't have as high an IQ as Kurt he never struggled in school. He just knew this was gonna be tougher than any problem he ever faced before.

Blaine's cell phone's message tone sounded and he picked it up.

So how was the party? – W

Hi Wes. It was kool – B

Uh oh. What's wrong – W

What? Nothing's wrong. In fact I met someone – B

Oh really? Do tell – W

He's gorgeous Wes and super smart. He's graduating early from high school – B

Well you can kiss your chances with him goodbye if he's that smart then :-) – W

Ha ha. Aren't you the comedian – B

Wait are you talking about Flatmate's little brother? How old is he anyway? – W

One and the same and before you jump to conclusions, he's now 17 but there's a snag – B

A snag? What snag? – W

He's got a boyfriend – B

Ahhh….So that's the end of that eh? – W

Umm…not exactly… – B

Blaine what did you do? – W

I may have kissed him tonight after the party – B

You may have kissed him? Are you not sure about what happened or what a kiss is? – W

Very funny. Ok I kissed him – B

Ok. What kind of kiss are we talking here? A sweet kiss on the lips or a duelling tongues type of kiss? – W

An I'm–gonna–consume–you type of kiss. I had him up against the fridge Wes. We were practically having sex! – B

Woah! Ok it took you weeks to make a move on Alex and you had a makeout session with this guy after only meeting him mere hours ago? Hot damn Blaine! – W

Yeah that's what Cooper said when he walked in on us – B

Cooper walked in on you making out with this guy? This I have to tell Sam – W

His name is Kurt and yes Cooper did. But now I don't know what to do. Cooper said talk to Kurt and see what he thinks – B

Cooper's right. You need to sort this out before you leave for Canada – W

Blaine sat up against the headboard before answering Wes's text.

About that. Turns out I have a free summer. My great aunt's in the hospital and dad has an emergency session in Washington – B

Kool. So what ya gonna do? You're lucky you had your last final on Tuesday. Me and Sam have ours next week. Anyway, back to the subject at hand. You gonna stay out there? – W

Blaine was unsure of his answer. He wanted to stay but asking Mr Hummel to stay was kinda weird seeing as they didn't know each other. He could stay at a hotel in Chandler but there was no guarantee he would see Kurt on a regular basis and that sounded a bit stalkerish any way.

I want to stay but I have no grounds to justify that right now – B

Bummer – W

Yeah. Btw; how was your date? – B

Kurt woke with a start. He had fallen asleep in the armchair and a glance at the clock said it was 3 a.m. He looked down at the book that lay open in his lap. He felt a bit nauseous and overwhelmed.

What was he suppose to say about what was in it? Was he even to really believe it? His dad had said that what was written was true but how did he know? So he had blue eyes. That was not uncommon….well maybe in his family it was a little bit unusual, but that didn't prove anything. Didn't make him a 'Vessel'. There was no way in HELL!

And what was this about an Anderson being his other half? Was this some kind of a joke? His birthday and the Andersons showing up were completely unrelated. It was all just a coincidence. Right? But his mind took him back to the episode in the kitchen. That had never happened to Kurt before; being overtaken by his emotions like that. If they had not been wearing clothes, he would've most likely have lost his virginity tonight.

He quickly tapered the rising arousal from that thought. Such an incident would NOT be happening again. He put the book on the coffee table and stretched; sighed. He had missed his nightly skincare regime and he just knew he was gonna pay for that later. He got up out of the armchair, went into the bathroom and began to fill the bathtub. When it was half filled he poured in some of the L'OCCITANE Lavender, Tea Tree and Geranium bath oil. He needed to relax and clear his mind right now.

Three big talks coming up for Kurt (poor lad)

See you soon!