The breakfast table on Monday morning was so quiet it was like someone had died. No one looked at anyone for too long. Each person seemed lost in their own world and thoughts. Burt would occasionally glance at Kurt or Finn between reading the paper. On a couple occasions Burt and Carole caught each other's eyes and shared a meaningful look. Finn would glance at Kurt and Kurt would glance at Finn but never at the same time so they missed each others constant glances. Kurt would occasionally look to his dad but immediately away. Finn tried to sit as low as possible in his seat which was comical for someone as tall as him. Carole would glance between the boys between sips of her coffee. Kurt wanted to congratulate Finn, Blaine had told him they won Sectionals and he'd already called everyone else to congratulate them when Blaine got back on Saturday night, but there was this distance that seemed insurmountable and so he kept quiet.

"Remember Finn straight home after school today," Carole said getting up from the table.

The noise from someone breaking the silence was like a gunshot but the effect immediately wore off as another person followed.

"Do either of you have practice after school?" Burt asked glancing at both boys.

"No," Finn said at the same times as Kurt said "Yes."

The two boys looked at each other for the first time but Finn immediately looked away in shame, Kurt frowned looking down.

"Okay well then straight home after school Finn like your mother said and son when do you think you'll be home?" Burt said looking to Finn as he spoke to him and then Kurt as he spoke to him. It wasn't lost on anyone how Burt referred to Finn by name but Kurt as his son.

"I don't think Coach Sylvester will keep us past six," Kurt said then, "unless someone screws up monumentally or can't seem to get the routine right," he amended.

"Okay well we'll expect you by 6:30 then and if you're gonna be late call okay," Burt said

"Okay," Kurt agreed.

"You're feeling okay right sweetie?" Carole asked coming up behind Kurt laying a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah," Kurt said softly, "I feel better definitely better than Friday."

"How are the cuts?"

"They're healing."

"Okay well just take it easy and don't overdue alright," Carole said smiling at him, "and Finn you look out for your brother," she said with a pointed look at her son and tons of hidden meeting.

"I will," Finn said sitting up for the first time, "promise," he said deadly serious making everyone look at him.

"We should get going," Kurt said rising up from the table giving Carole a hug and his dad a smile as he headed for the door. He appreciated the sentiment but he was a little perturbed at the idea that he needed to be taken care of. Everyone had been doing nothing but since Friday and it was wearing thin. Kurt said nothing on it though, how could he when he kept getting into situations that proved the opposite of his feelings though really he didn't feel that was on him so much as the neanderthals around him.

"I'll look after him Burt swear," Finn said looking at the man, Burt nodded and it made Finn smile before he got up hugged his mom and rushed out the door.

"We'll be okay," Carole said looking at her husband.

"Eventually," Burt said smiling at her.


When Kurt walked through the doors of McKinley with Finn on his heels he stopped dead making the taller boy nearly walk right into him.

"Bro?" Finn asked then quickly realized why his brother stopped, "uhhhhh."

"Captain," Santana said walking to Kurt and taking one of his arms as Brittany quickly latched onto the other making Quinn shake her head and laugh.

"Santana why is the whole squad here?" Kurt asked.

"Your our Captain and someone thought it was okay to attack a Cheerio and our Captain at that so the squad is going to be following you along with Quinn, Britts, and I to remind everyone that no one messes with a Cheerio least of all your fine royal tush," she said as if it were the normal response.

Kurt would have laughed if he wasn't in shock as it was he was in shock.

Blaine walked up to Kurt that morning and if it weren't for the fact that he was recognized as Kurt's boyfriend Kurt was positive a wall of Cheerio's would have stopped him based on the fact that several had been about to do just that until they recognized him and quickly slipped back into what Kurt could only call formation.

"Um babe?" Blaine asked questioningly.

"Cheerio bodyguard squad," Kurt said trying not to let it sound as ridiculous as it felt.

"Right," Blaine said as if it were completely normal and Kurt wanted to kiss him right there for that but he refrained mostly due to the fact that Santana and Brittany had hold of his arms but technicality. "Well I was gonna walk you to class but looks like that's covered so I'll see you at lunch okay," Blaine said smiling.

"Try to get there early so I can avoid any sexual harassment," Kurt pleaded.

Blaine laughed coming forward wrapping a hand around Kurt's head pulling him in for a kiss making several of the Cheerios smile and several smirk all fully enjoying the boy on boy action.

"If I'm late though and you're sexually harassed I'll get jealous," Blaine whispered in his ear.

"I take it back come as late as you like," Kurt whispered back, there was nothing hotter than a jealous boyfriend he had discovered.

Both boys smiled and shared another kiss despite the fact that Brittany was laying her head on Kurt's shoulder and Santana was making lewd gestures and a slew of Cheerio's were watching like it was morning entertainment. Neither boy cared for much of anything that wasn't the other.

As Blaine walked off waving one of the Cheerio's behind Kurt said, "if this is the kind of show we can expect every morning I offer to guard our Captain full time."

Kurt rolled his eyes and Quinn laughed as they headed off to first period squad in tow and only did they disperse once Kurt and Quinn were inside the classroom.

"The whole squad isn't going to follow me around all day right," Kurt said leaning over to Quinn as they sat down.

"Nah not everyone has classes close enough to you to be able to but anyone who does is going to be around for at least today as a warning," she said.

Kurt just stared at her and she looked over at him. "Things aren't like they were before Kurt you've got people who've got your back and people who are sick of what the status quo was before you shook things up," Quinn said softly, "you made a difference and you made people want to see a difference."

"Then it hasn't all been for nothing," Kurt said looking down thoughtfully then back to Quinn, "that I think I can live with."

"Definitely," she said smiling grabbing his hand and squeezing it just as the bell rang.

"Okay people," Miss Lucas said walking in, "today we are going to discuss the issue of yearning within The Great Gatsby, who can tell me what yearning means." Plenty of people raised their hand but Miss Lucas like to choose among those who didn't to make sure everyone got the chance to participate, "Mr. Hummel why don't you tell us what yearning means," she said leaning against her desk. Everyone of course immediately looked to Kurt.

"Yearning is when you want something extremely bad," Kurt said, "like so bad it hurts," he added.

"Exactly," Miss Lucas said smiling at her pupil. "It has to hurt to be worthy of the word," she said holding the book in her hand.

"I'm yearning to touch that ass," a boy behind Kurt whispered to his friend making the other boy snicker and causing both Quinn and Kurt to snap their heads around to look at the boy who was blatantly staring at Kurt licking his lips.

Kurt was appalled and shocked, Quinn was amused.

"Mr. Philips I sincerely doubt you're in my AP class to brush up on your flirting skills," Miss Lucas sighed, "please proceed to court Mr. Hummel in your free time rather than disrupting my class," she reprimanded.

The boy had the decency to blush at the reprimand but didn't seem at all apologetic about the comment or embarrassed at being called out on courting another boy.

"Did I enter the twilight zone and not realize it," Kurt murmured softly to himself.

"There's plenty of other gay, bi and questioning students walking these halls," Quinn whispered, "they just didn't feel free to do so till you shook things up well and till you and Blaine started making out in the hallways," she said grinning. Kurt just stared at her, "besides Puck did warn you about your ass in that uniform," she said shrugging, "he wasn't wrong," she said taking a look for herself.

"Definitely the twilight zone," Kurt said making Quinn giggle.

When first period ended Kurt was surprised to see Santana and Brittany already waiting in the hall for him. Quinn already had one of his arms and wasn't relinquishing it so Santana walked with her pinky linked with Brittany who attached herself to Kurt's other arm. At least 5 Cheerios were behind them and behind them was Finn.

"What's with the tall and gassy infant stalking us?" Santana asked.

"Santana," Kurt said warningly at her brow raise he shook his head, "I'll explain at lunch."

"Kay,"

When they got to Kurt's second period Brittany tried to walk in with Kurt.

"Brittany you're not in this class," Kurt said softly trying to get her to let go of his arm.

"But I don't wanna leave you again," Brittany said sadly, "I worried about you and didn't see you all weekend because Tana said you needed to rest and now I want to stay."

Santana frowned having witnessed first-hand over the weekend how much that attack on Kurt had hurt Brittany. "Tell you what Britts you stay with Kurt for his Chem class but then you gotta go to next period okay, Mr. Pearson will let you sit in but Mr. Carlson won't alright," Santana said softly. It was a tone and expression and care she used to speak with no one else but Brittany and it was a shock to see it for most.

"San," Kurt started while she was right that Mr. Pearson would likely let Brittany sit in because he was one of the kindest teachers and he understood Brittany's simplicity she really need to go to her own class.

"I'll clear it with Coach Sue to let her miss her next period," Santana said shrugging, "let her stay with you Kurt please," she said uncharacteristic fear in her voice causing Kurt to pause.

"Yeah, okay," Kurt said nodding numbly. Santana smiled softly at him and walked away. "Okay come on Britt," Kurt said letting her stay attached as he walked in the classroom. Mike and Dave looked at Kurt confused as he sat down with Brittany. "She uh she's gonna sit in on class today," Kurt said hoping that was all he would need to say. Both boys nodded and he smiled at them thankfully.

Mr. Pearson naturally walked over when he walked in and saw Brittany knowing she wasn't one of his students.

"Mr. Pearson Brittany wanted to sit in on the class today to get a feel for the material her teacher cleared it as well as Coach Sue," Kurt said banking on Santana getting those clearances.

Mr. Pearson looked at Kurt then at Brittany who wouldn't lift her head from his shoulder and burrowed into his side like she was afraid of being forced away. He sighed, he knew what happened on Friday and he understood Miss Pierce was extremely close to Mr. Hummel, he figured he could make an allowance for the girl for the first day back to school after the traumatic event. "Very well," he said smiling at the boy who thanked him silently before the teacher walked to his desk.

"I just want to say what you did on Friday was cool," Mike said looking at Dave as class started, Kurt looked between the two confused. "You did hockey and football and you could have opted to stay out of the fight altogether or you could even have helped the hockey players but you didn't you helped the glee guys and the football team you defended Kurt and I just want to say I respect that," Mike said offering his hand to Dave.

Dave looked at Mike and then took his hand shaking it firmly. "I'll always defend Kurt and protect him," Dave said looking at Kurt, "always."

Kurt stared at Dave and for the first time he felt something different between them. It felt like Dave was looking at him and speaking to him like Blaine would when he said he would always be there for him. It felt different and weird and he didn't know where the feeling was coming from. He pushed it away uncomfortable with the thought and brushing the idea off as if he was reading too much into it and then the moment was gone.

Mike saw the interaction and recognized what was going on as suddenly pieces clicked together for him but he saw Kurt retreat and then suddenly the atmosphere was normal again and he decided to let it go since that seemed to be the right thing to do it was certainly what Kurt was doing.

In a moment of clarity Brittany looked at Dave and asked, "are you a dolphin?"

Dave had heard Brittany interact enough with Kurt to know what that meant. "Yeah," he said quietly looking at Kurt, "yeah I am," he said again looking at Brittany.

Kurt just stared at Dave and Mike looked between the two. Mike had guessed moments before what Dave had just confirmed hearing the boy admit the truth though was a little astonishing.

"David," Kurt whispered.

"I don't want to run anymore," Dave said, "I want to make a difference like you have."

Kurt felt the tears in his eyes and smiled at the boy.

"My best friend is still my best friend," Dave said smiling, "thanks for that by the way and my dad still loves me."

"You told your parents?" Kurt asked surprised. He didn't realize David was there yet.

"I told my dad," Dave said remembering that conversation, "and he wasn't as surprised as I thought he would be he told me he kinda guessed after what happened last year, told me he still loved me and that it was okay."

"Let go for just a sec," Kurt whispered to Brittany and she did. He got up walked around the table and hugged the jock.

Dave wrapped his arms around Kurt's lower back mindful of where he was injured on Friday and returned the hug. He knew Kurt was only hugging him as a friend but he couldn't help but treasure this moment where he got to hold the boy he loved so much. Kurt fit so well in his arms and the feel of his lithe body pressed against him satisfied a need deep within him. He yearned to be able to hold Kurt like this anytime to be able to press him up against a locker and ravish him with kisses like he had seen Blaine do once. He inhaled deeply taking in the scent of Kurt smelling his hair and attempting to commit everything about this one moment to memory because he knew that soon Kurt would pull back and this memory is all he would have of him.

Mike saw the emotion in Dave's eyes and recognized it for what it was and he looked at Kurt wondering if he realized just how deeply Dave cared for him because he didn't think the fashonista had the first clue about just how deep Dave's feelings for the boy ran.

"I'm really happy for you," Kurt said pulling back and smiling at the boy.

"Thanks Kurt," Dave said softly, "I feel like I owe you for helping me with this and through it you just helped me so much."

"I'm glad I could help," the brunette said patting Dave's shoulder before returning to his seat where Brittany immediately took his arm back and burrowed into him laying her head back on his shoulder.

"Guess we should get started," Mike said pulling focus.

"Right sorry Mike," Kurt said looking to the boy.

"No problem," Mike said smiling at Kurt, "it was an important moment I get it," he said understandingly. The boy smiled and nodded at Dave who returned the gesture.

When the bell for class change rang Mike told Kurt he'd catch up with him. Kurt nodded and proceeded to head out to his bodyguard of Cheerio's.

"Dave," Mike said walking over to the boy making him look up at the Asian, "don't do this to yourself man."

"Not sure I follow," Dave said confused.

"I see it Dave, Kurt doesn't see it because as smart as he is and as quick as he is when it comes to recognizing when someone likes him the boy just doesn't see it," Mike said shrugging, "no doubt that comes from years of abuse and boys having no issue telling him how much they didn't like him and how not desirable he was despite the obvious lie in that statement."

"Kurt's my friend," Dave said, "that's all."

"Yes that is all," Mike said making the other boy flinch, "Kurt is your friend he's not your boyfriend he has a boyfriend," Mike said, he knew it was harsh but he felt like it needed to be said. "I can see you like him, it was all over your face when he hugged you and I think you enjoyed that hug a little too much for a friend," Mike said arching a brow making Dave blush. "See right there you know it."

"Yeah I like him," Dave admitted a little put out at Mike's harsh tone, "but I know he doesn't see me that way."

"No he really doesn't he sees you as a friend, he's in love with Blaine and he's not going to up and leave Blaine anytime soon and I don't foresee Blaine dumping Kurt either boy loves Kurt way too much for that to be even a remote possibility," Mike said, "so stop making heart eyes at Kurt and try to move on because lusting after him isn't going to do you any good and if anything you risking ruining the friendship you have with him."

Dave nodded sadly.

"Look I'm not trying to be mean I just see you setting yourself up to be hurt by falling in love with someone who's unavailable and if Blaine sees you looking at Kurt the way I just did I promise you are not in for a good day."

"Yeah I get it and your right I just I was in love with him before I even knew I was in love with him and I just haven't figured out how not to be yet," Dave said.

"I get it Kurt's a great guy and not that I'm into dudes but even I can admit he's cute but there are other cute great guys but if all your focusing on is Kurt you won't see them," Mike said thoughtfully.

"Thanks," Dave said smiling.

"No problem man like I said I respect what you did on Friday and coming out like your doing so I'm trying to do you a solid," Mike said smiling, "I gotta get to class but just hang in there okay." Dave nodded and Mike headed off.

"Easier said than done," Dave said once Mike was gone then finished packing up and heading to his next class.


When lunch rolled around Brittany latched onto Kurt as soon as he walked through the doors which he fully expected, Santana took the other arm unsurprisingly and his whole formation of Cheerio bodyguards was back making it all seem very intimidating.

"Thanks," Santana whispered.

"For what?" Kurt asked confused.

"It was hard to get her to leave you first period and not sure what she would have done if she couldn't have stayed with you second period and after she got to sit with you for a while she felt better which got her through till now, so thanks," Santana explained.

"Anytime," Kurt said smiling.

As they sat down the Cheerio's took the table next to the one Kurt and the rest of his friends were at and in a move Kurt did not think was coincidence the football team was taking the table to the other side and behind. It ended up creating a barrier of football players and cheerleaders around the table Kurt sat at. He shook his head but couldn't help but feel touched by the gesture. He looked up just in time to see Blaine sliding in the seat across from him sliding a salad and bowl of fruit towards him.

"How are you feeling?" Blaine asked as Kurt opened the salad.

"I'm okay," he said smiling at the hazel eyes looking at him in concern.

Blaine caught the wince as Kurt opened the salad though. He reached into his bag and then pulled Kurt's hand over dropping two pills in his hand. He nodded his head indicating for Kurt to take them.

Kurt opened his palm smiling when he saw the Tylenol. He popped the pills in his mouth taking the bottle of water Blaine opened for him and handed him swallowing down the medicine. He smiled at his boyfriend adoringly making Blaine reach for his unoccupied hand entwining their fingers together while he played footsie with the glasz eyed boy under the table.

Quinn smiled watching the interaction between Blaine and Kurt while Santana wore her signature smirk while watching them and sipping her own bottle of water.

"Hey Kurt," Mercedes and Rachel said at the same time sitting down.

"Hey girls where you been?" Kurt asked curiously. "I was surprised I hadn't seen you yet today."

"I've been with Finn when he wasn't following you," Rachel said smiling.

"Of course," Kurt said feeling he should have guessed that one.

"And I've sort of been with Rashid," Mercedes blushed.

"Girl! You took me up on that date I tried to set up on ages ago," Kurt said excited.

"Yes," Mercedes said letting Kurt have his I told you so moment. "We went out this past weekend and it was pretty amazing you were right he's a great guy," she confessed.

"Speaking of Finn you were gonna tell me what was up with him," Santana said just as Artie rolled up with Sugar on his lap much to the displeasure of Rory it seemed. Joe slipped in quietly like always but smiled shyly at Quinn and Kurt thought oh no.

"He told our parents everything he did to me before joining Glee," Kurt said deciding to just throw it out there like ripping off a Band-Aid. Everyone went dead silent in shock except for Rachel who had been clued in this morning by her boyfriend.

"I'm proud of him for confessing his misdeeds to Burt and his mom," Rachel said proudly.

"Wow Finnocence decided to grow some balls," Santana said truly shocked, "I'm surprised Burt let him live."

"His survival probably had more to do with Kurt and the fact that he's been trying to make amends and that Kurt forgave him then Burt not feeling like killing him," Quinn said munching on some Cheetos.
"That makes sense," Santana said nodding.

"What makes sense?" Puck asked coming up with Finn and plopping next to Blaine hitting shoulders with him to which Blaine ignored while Finn sat down quietly on the other side of his friend.

"That Burt didn't kill your bro upon learning of his misdeeds against his son because said son protected him," Santana grinned.

"Ahhh, yeah I was pretty shocked when you texted me that you had fessed to all the shit we did," Puck said looking at Finn.

Finn still deeply ashamed looked it. "After everything that went down on Friday it felt like the right thing to do," Finn said.

"Yeah you could have warned me you were gonna confess everything to your mom so I wasn't blindsided by their knowledge you know," Kurt said speaking up a little angry with Finn about that. "I mean seriously Finn I never told my dad for a reason and I felt like crap when I found out he knew and I didn't even have the forewarning to see it coming."

"Kinda on you though," Santana said, "you never should have kept it from Papa Bear."

"Thank you Satan," Kurt said glaring.

"I only speak the truth," Santana sing-songed.

"When it suits you," Kurt snipped to which Santana smirked and winked at him.

"And their off," Quinn laughed. "Oh hey, Blaine, a boy in AP English Literature and Comp was totally yearning for your boyfriend's ass this morning," Quinn said happily popping some more Cheeto's.

"Judas!" Kurt hissed turning to look at Quinn shocked.

"What look at him he's totally getting jealous," Quinn said having caught the whispers between the two this morning since she'd been standing right next to them.

Kurt looked at Blaine and noticed the darkening of his hazel eyes as his pupils were blown a bit wider and his grip on Kurt's hand a bit firmer, foot sliding along Kurt's leg seductively as he smirked at the chestnut haired beauty before him.

"Have I told you lately that I love you Quinn," Kurt said without looking away from his boyfriend.

"It's implied everyday," she giggled.

"Please tell me they're going to go at it right here on the table," Santana said watching Kurt and Blaine practically eye fuck each other.

"One can hope," Mercedes said surprising everyone.

Santana raised a brow and looked to Mercedes who smiled back devilishly, "damn Aretha we needs to talk."

"We're just gonna go spend lunch together," Kurt said starting to rise which Blaine happily mirrored.

"Oh no you don't" Santana said putting a hand on Kurt's shoulder and pressing him firmly but softly, so as not to hurt him, back down in his seat making Blaine sit back down to like they really were mirror images.

"Today is about reminding this whole school who is who and what is what and who you do not under any circumstances fuck with," the Latina said eyes flashing dangerously. "You're sticking with Aunty Snix and the rest of the unholy trinity along with your guard for the day for at least today," she said firmly leaving no room for argument.

Kurt stared at her and then looked to Blaine and smiled apologetically to which the hazel eyed boy simply smiled and picked up his hand kissing it to let his boyfriend no it was no problem.

"Now elf you and the hobbit can go at each other on this table and I will happily watch," she said sitting back content, "do not let us keep you from getting your mack on please proceed," she said popping open a bag of Doritos' "might even help me digest my food."

Kurt proceeded to look at Santana like bitch please to which she winked back at. Blaine on the other hand unbeknownst to Kurt who was looking at Santana looked away thoughtfully then back to his beautiful boyfriend and smiled rather devishly in a manner that would have made Kurt proud had he been paying attention. Quinn was though and smiled herself.

Before anyone saw it coming or knew what was happening Blaine used his grip on Kurt to pull his hand bringing the blue-green eyes to the attention of his boyfriend and then the dark haired boy rose up a bit pulling Kurt up to and promptly used his other hand to slide it around Kurt's neck and mash their lips together. He licked along the seam of Kurt's lips nipping at his bottom lip getting the chestnut haired boy to open his mouth allowing him to slip his tongue in sliding it alongside Kurt's. He then proceeded to suck Kurt's tongue into his mouth coaxing the boy's tongue into playing with his. Sliding his hand in the rich soft brown locks Blaine gripped the strands firmly and then pulled allowing him to angle Kurt's head for better leverage to kiss him deeply and thoroughly. If anyone else attempted to touch Kurt's hair, or for that matter treat it as Blaine was, the chestnut haired boy would happily drop kick them. As for Blaine Kurt moaned as the boy pulled at the strands of his hair feeling like a line was attached straight to his cock at that pull.

All the while Blaine's other hand played with Kurt's keeping their fingers entwined squeezing and sliding against the skin like tongues sliding against each other. Kurt's free hand came up against Blaine's chest at first to ground the boy caught by surprise and then he slipped it around Blaine's neck to play at the strands at the nape of his neck like he knew he liked. Ever since Kurt had told Blaine he appreciated the boy's lack of gel usage because he like to card his fingers through the boy's curls Blaine had been gelling it less and letting his natural curl show more in what Kurt deemed the sexiest way ever.

Blaine used his grip in Kurt's hair to move his pliable boyfriend's head any way he wanted as he changed angles a couple times kissing and biting those soft lips his tongue thoroughly enjoying playing with Kurt's. After a good five minutes of the action Blaine pulled back slightly pecking Kurt's red and swollen lips before sliding to kiss along his jaw and down his neck using his grip still on those chestnut strands to pull Kurt's head to the side exposing the expanse of porcelain that he proceeded to kiss and lick and suck delivering a bite before licking soothingly sucking strongly till a mark blossomed on that skin, Kurt moaning softly as his grip on Blaine's hair tightened. Then the hazel eyed boy kissed his way back up to those delicious lips to kiss one last time before pulling away smiling at the completely blissed out look on Kurt's face, pupils fully blown by this point. His boyfriend looked deliciously wrecked and he was all his as Blaine had just made plainly clear.

He sat down pulling his boyfriend down to sit as well and smiled at Kurt. Lifting the entwined hand he pulled the soft hand to his lips kissing it sweetly.

"Thank you beautiful," Blaine said smiling at Kurt.

"Uh huh," Kurt managed to get out thoughts and speaking facilities having yet to return.

The whole cafeteria was silent and staring. Santana had dropped her food and whipped out her phone at some point to film, what was in her opinion, the hottest make out she had seen and was saving the file happily. Puck was doing the exact same thing. Quinn was smiling head on her hand with a dreamy expression on her face. Mercedes and Rachel were sitting in shock. Finn was trying to avert his eyes to keep from staring. Artie was smiling nodding way too happy. Tina was making out with Mike turned on by the display. Rory and Joe were looking at each other not sure what to say think or do at this point. Sugar was giggling smiling on Artie's lap. The rest of the students were a mix of shocked, turned on, smiling or smirking in some cases, there were some disgusted faces but people ignored them. After a few minutes the noise picked back up as people went back to their food and conversations and actions they had been engaging in, admittedly some were fanning themselves as they went back to what they were doing.

"DAMN!" Santana said looking at Blaine. "I really misjudged you hobbit," she said shocked at the level of misjudgment. "You are totally my new favorite person and I love you right now, I think you just got me pregnant, shit that was the hottest fucking thing I've seen," she went on, "mmmm that video is seriously gonna come in handy when I need to resort to Lopez alone time."

"Santana that is disgusting," Rachel said glaring at the Latina.

"Oh shut it man hands," Quinn said, using Santana's nickname for the girl, smiling at Kurt and Blaine, "that was seriously hot I think you broke Santana Blaine I don't think she actually thought you would do it."

"Tired of people looking at what's mine," he said possessively never taking his eyes off the beauty across from him, "just reminding everyone who that ass belongs to."

Kurt's blue-green eyes darkened glittering his lips still looking bee stung from the thorough kissing they had just received, "I'm yours, completely yours Blaine Anderson," Kurt said pressing back against the pressure on the hand holding his.

Blaine smirked, "yes you are Kurt Hummel."

"Damn it's hot in here," Puck said, "never pegged you for an exhibitionist Hummel."

Kurt had the audacity to blush at that statement as it occurred to him where he was like he had momentarily forgotten and the fact that he had essentially just let his boyfriend mack on him and put what he no doubt knew was a hickey on his neck in the middle of lunch in the school cafeteria.

"How is it even possible for him to look innocent right now after that," Puck said shocked.

"One of his many charms," Blaine said laughing, "innocence and seduction all wrapped up in one very pretty package," he said making Kurt blush harder.

"Lucky bastard," Puck muttered looking at Blaine.

"Mmhmmm," Blaine agreed never taking his eyes from Kurt who proceeded to giggle.

"I should have kept filming," Santana said absently making Quinn burst out laughing.

"Hey Britt," Blaine said not moving his eyes from Kurt's glasz ones but catching the blonde's attention from where she was lying with her head on Kurt's shoulder since he sat back down.

"Yeah," the blonde said absently looking at Blaine's curls wondering if they were soft like Kurt's hands, they looked soft.

"Just wanted to let you know that your dolphin's ass," Blaine started smiling as the blush on Kurt's face grew highlighting his whole face to the tips of his ears and down his collarbone in red, "totally as soft as his hands," he concluded.

"Really?" Brittany questioned with interest.

"Really," Blaine said smirking waiting for it in, 3…2…1

"BLAINE!" Kurt shouted in mortification as Quinn's laughter which had died down to giggles turned back into full blown laughs.

Santana and Puck along with Sam, who had come over during the make out but no one noticed because yeah more important things to notice were going on, and Artie busted out laughing. Rachel and Mercedes were both blushing staring at Kurt. Finn was looking everywhere in an attempt to avoid eye contact with anyone. Joe and Rory's eyes went wide and Sugar giggled.


Blaine sat on the risers watching his boyfriend practice with the squad. Coach Sylvester had Kurt by her side more often than not asking for opinions on different Cheerio's and competency levels and other various questions. She also asked a lot of questions regarding his opinions on the routine itself and ideas for future routines. She had him participate in a couple of the runs of the routine but mostly kept him with her. It was obvious that she was pulling him off the routine cause she knew he was still healing but she also genuinely seemed interested in what he had to say. Blaine would wager that she wanted to talk to him and get opinions and ideas and what happened and the fact that Kurt was recovering gave her an easy reason to do just that. Becky Jackson stood on the other side of Kurt with a clipboard in hand writing down various things that Kurt and Coach Sylvester said in between fetching things for Sue and generally trying to look intimidating like she was guarding the Cheerio Captain. Blaine would have laughed but it was actually kind of adorable.

"So not that I care really but is there some reason you guys are sitting here?" Blaine asked finally acknowledging the football players sitting around him on the risers.

"Well we're appreciating the eye candy for one," Puck said smiling as Kurt bent over the railing in front of where he was standing with Coach Sue as one of the Cheerio's came running up to him with a question.

"Quit staring at my boyfriend's ass," Blaine said calmly and sternly.

"Hey blame his parents for giving him that fine backside I'm just appreciating the view," Puck said resulting in Blaine rolling his eyes.

"Not like everyone don't know who that ass belongs to anyway after the impressive display at lunch today," one of the other players behind Puck and Blaine said making both boys smirk.

"Second reason we're all here is because I hear from a reliable source that a certain curly haired short kid has been holding out," Puck said causing Blaine to actually look away from Kurt to the other boy.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Blaine said confused.

"Well I hear Kurt isn't the only one who can kick a football in your relationship," Puck said looking at Blaine expectantly.

"I'm not on the team and the season has already started," Blaine said reasonably.

"Yeah Kurt wasn't on the team and the season started before he joined too that don't phase us much around here," Puck said amiably, "fact is Kevin sucks and we need someone who can actually do the job and well the first choice is out because he's Captain of the Cheerios and ain't no one stepping in to mess with that shit," Puck said shuddering, "I value my my balls thank you."

"Coach Bieste is totally down with you trying out," Azimio said from behind Blaine making him look to the dark skinned boy in surprise that he would support this.

"So will you try out?" Puck asked.

"Why would I even want to play?" Blaine asked looking at Puck curiously.

"Well it will look good to colleges and you would still get to watch pretty boy down there do his thing cause you'd be out here most times he is and it would look pretty cool the kicker of the football team dating the Captain of the cheerleaders you guys could totally be a gay stereotype," Puck laughed causing Blaine to roll his eyes again but the thought about colleges as well as still having the opportunity to watch Kurt was appealing.

"And you would have the gratitude of the team," a player next to Puck Blaine didn't know who spoke up.

Blaine thought about it for a moment, "fine," he said.

"Great let's go Puck said getting up quickly followed by the rest of the guys.

"What now?" Blaine asked shocked.

"No time like the present let's go," Puck said hauling him up and dragging him off.

Puck dragged Blaine to the locker room and told him to change into some sweats which Blaine did albeit glaring at Puck annoyed and then Puck grabbed him dragging him to Coach Bieste office.

"Would you quite manhandling me," Blaine said slapping Puck's hand off him.

"Hey Coach," Puck said ignoring the boy, "Anderson agreed to try out for kicker got him here ready to go. Blaine glared at a smirking Puck as Coach Bieste came out of her office.

"Okay well let's see what you got kid," she said walking out to the field.

Kurt was bone tired as he headed out of the school building. He stopped short upon seeing Puck leaning against his baby with an arm around an agitated Blaine. He arched a brow in question at the two.

"Your boyfriend is our new kicker," Puck said proudly smiling at Kurt.

Kurt's head snapped to Blaine shock all over his face, "what?"

"See you boys tomorrow," Puck said walking by Kurt and smacking his ass.

Kurt yelped as Blaine glared at the retreating back of the mohawked teen.

"You joined the team?" Kurt asked walking over to his boyfriend.

Blaine sighed, "more like Puck harassed me to agree to try out while I was trying to watch my hot boyfriend practice and then manhandled me to Coach Bieste office and then subsequently dragged me out to the field for a quick try out," Blaine said rubbing his temple. "The Cheerio's had already headed in I guess to clean up and head home by the time we got to the field which is why you didn't see it," Blaine explained.

Kurt nodded slowly. "So you want to play Puck didn't force you into this right you want to do this?" Kurt asked just to be sure.

"Yeah babe," Blaine smiled, "I want to do this I mean I do like football and I like playing just wasn't something I initially thought of but Puck did raise a good point that it will look good to colleges and like I said I do like playing so it's all good," he said appreciating Kurt's concern.

"Okay well I'm all for it if it's what you want I'm happy with whatever makes you happy," Kurt said smiling.

"Ditto," Blaine said reaching for Kurt and pulling the boy against him, "kissing you would make me very happy," he said smiling hazel eyes sparkling mischievously as they meant those pretty bluish-green orbs that he loved so much.

"You seem to be doing that a lot today," Kurt teased but leaned in all the same pressing Blaine against his car as he slid his lips over his boyfriend's tongue slipping in to play with Blaine's.

Blaine groaned sliding one arm around Kurt's lean waist his other hand sliding down that lithe body to squeeze his ass. Kurt slid a leg between Blaine's wrapping his arms around his neck as he leaned and pressed against his boyfriend thoroughly enjoying the moment. Then just as easily as he began Kurt slowly broke away from his boyfriend disconnecting their bodies.

"Go home Blaine," Kurt said in his lower register pulling away from his boyfriend slowly, "and I'll see you tomorrow."

"Kurt," Blaine groaned reaching for the boy trying to pull him back against him. "Come on baby just a little more hmm," he tried to urge.

"Nope go home," Kurt said backing further away to avoid Blaine's grasp.

"Argh fine you sexy teasing imp," Blaine said straightening. "This is totally punishment for telling Brittany your ass was as soft as your hands isn't' it," Blaine guessed as Kurt slid past him opening the door of his navigator and slipping in.

"You got it, see you tomorrow sweetie," Kurt smirked closing and locking the door grinning when Blaine tried to open it.

The curly haired boy let his head fall against the window and sighed but proceeded to walk off a moment later. It was so worth it regardless to see that blush across that lovely face and hey he got another kiss out of it anyway he could live off that for now. He whistled walking to his car recalling the mark on Kurt's neck that he'd seen while kissing the boy still vividly standing against the porcelain skin from when he'd given it to the boy earlier that day. Blaine smiled to himself overall it wasn't a bad day not in the least; it had actually been pretty fucking fantastic. Dammit now he was thinking about fucking Kurt, he needed to get home and hop in the shower before he died of sexual frustration. His beautiful sexy boyfriend was going to be the death of him, but then again he thought licking his lips still tasting Kurt on them he would be okay with that.


"Evening son how was practice?" Burt asked as his son walked in.

"It was good," Kurt said smiling leaning down to kiss his dad on the cheek, "we got a lot accomplished."

"Mmmhmm," Burt said looking at Kurt with that disapproving fatherly look.

Kurt tilted his head confused, "what?"

"Get a little side tracked on your way home?" Burt asked raising a brow in a scarily familiar way.

"No," Kurt said looking to the clock, "its 6:25 practice didn't end till 6," Kurt said thoroughly confused by this point.

"Your neck son your neck," Burt said sighing.

Kurt instantly felt for his neck and then ran for the mirror in the hall, "oh my god," Kurt moaned not realizing Blaine left such a large and obvious hickey at the time it had felt subtle.

Burt chuckled as his son turned back around and had the decency to look mortified and sheepish.

"Umm this actually happened at lunch," Kurt shook his head as both his father's brows went up, "you know what never mind pretend it's not there," Kurt said hopefully.

"Uh huh," Burt said going back to his show. Kurt sighed and turned to walk in the kitchen. He was going to kill Blaine tomorrow. "I wouldn't go in there son," Burt said stopping Kurt upon seeing where he was headed.

"Why?" Kurt asked but his father just shrugged.

"Bit of an accident," Burt replied dubiously.

Kurt turned and walked into the kitchen and Burt shook his head waiting for it.

"OH MY GOD!" Kurt shouted upon entering the kitchen. "What in the hell happened in here?" Kurt asked looking around the space.

Practically every surface was covered with some type of red substance and the stove looked like ground zero. The floor had a mixture of whatever the red substance was and what looked to be flour. Finn was covered in a multitude of substances and stains; it was on his clothes and face and in his hair. Carole looked frazzled and ready to murder her son as it appeared she had gotten whatever it was on her as well.

"Kurt please don't come in here right now sweetie," she said looking at him concerned not wanting him to have to deal with this mess in the least.

Kurt's eyes were wide mouth open in shock as he looked around and then he looked at Finn and his eyes narrowed, "what did you do to my kitchen?" he demanded looking at the tall boy making him flinch, Carole sighed. Kurt loved to cook and spent more time in this kitchen then anyone she had known he was going to be furious.

"I was trying to make dinner for everyone and I must have gotten something wrong because it exploded and then the stove was on fire and I went to throw water on it and apparently what was in the cup was oil and so then it really exploded like everywhere and then the smoke detector was going off and I knocked the bag of flour over trying to get to it and then I was just trying to do everything at once and it sort of got messy," Finn rambled on stopping as Kurt put his hand up.

"Stop speaking Finn," Kurt said in barely controlled rage.

"I was just trying to do something nice for everyone," Finn said miserably.

Kurt closed his eyes and breathed. Carole looked at her son upset but sad for him because he really was just trying to help but really this mess was awful.

"Kurt Finn and I are going to get this all cleaned up okay," Carole said trying to calm her stepson. "Once we're done it'll look good as new," she said hopefully.

Kurt opened his eyes and blinked nodding at her. Caroled tried to smile at him and then Finn tried to smile at him and Kurt glared at him causing the boy to look down.

"Sorry," Finn mumbled.

"Son why don't we go to Skyline," Burt said coming up behind Kurt, "you love Skyline and then after we'll get some of that black raspberry chip that you love from Greater's," Burt said trying to cash in on two of Kurt's biggest weaknesses, Skyline chili and Graeter's ice cream. "We'll have a father son dinner," Burt said pulling Kurt out of the kitchen, "we haven't done that in ages," Burt said happy at the thought of spending some time just him and his son.

Kurt numbly let his father pull him out of the kitchen and throw his coat on him and push him out the door. Burt smiled at Carole giving the women two thumbs up causing a laugh to erupt from her and a smile to form on her face. He proceeded to push his son out the door shutting it quickly behind him so Kurt wouldn't hear her laugh.

"Don't even think of getting tons of ice cream with hot fudge and whip cream," Kurt said looking at his dad.

"I won't bud I promise I'll be good," Burt said smiling at his son.

As father and son were seated at Skyline Kurt couldn't help but smile.

"We really haven't done this in a really long time," Kurt said wistfully.

"Too long," Burt said looking at his boy. Sometimes it hurt to look at his son, he hated to think that but it was true. A kid never looked so much like their parent in his opinion. Kurt was Elizabeth's mirror image from the eyes to the nose to the cheekbones to the chin to the eyebrows to the hair color. He was his wife's male twin and he couldn't help but see Lizzie in Kurt. He didn't just look like his mother he had so much of her personality it was scary sometimes. Burt often wondered what it would be like if she were still around. Two peas in a pod they would be he didn't even want to imagine how they would gang up on him. He chuckled at the thought making Kurt look at him questioningly. "I was just thinking about your mom kiddo," Burt said smiling, "you look and act so much like her it's like she's still here sometimes."

The comment took Kurt by surprise. His dad almost never talked about his mom, Kurt knew it was painful for him even after all these years it was why he didn't bring her up. Kurt knew he was his mother's mirror image; he would look at pictures of her when he wanted to reminisce and now that he was older the similarities were easily visible and almost uncanny. He remembers so little of her though his dad had more insight on his mom's personality.

"I remember so little," Kurt said softly speaking the thought.

The waitress came over and they both easily gave their orders. Father and son had their favorites and rarely deviated when they took the time to come and sit down inside and eat at the restaurant. Burt always got a 3 way with mustard and onions and Kurt always got the deluxe chili burrito with extra sour cream and no black olive.

"Would you tell me about her?" Kurt asked so softly Burt almost missed it.

Burt knew Kurt felt a deep longing for his mother he seldom let onto or shared, he knew his son had few memories of his late wife but that he cherished the ones he had. The connection Kurt felt to his mom wasn't so shocking really mother and son had always been close and Burt had no doubts if she'd lived they still would be.

"You were always attached to her at the hip," Burt said smiling, "she used to tease me that you were definitely a mama's boy but it was true." Burt shook his head remembering. "She'd always say 'oh yeah you are definitely mama's little boy' and I would say 'just like his daddy' and she would smile and kiss you on the forehead and then give me a kiss," Burt said feeling like Lizzie was there as he remembered it.
"I'm sorry dad you don't have to talk about this," Kurt said seeing his dad's eyes water and his own eyes watered. Despite how he loved hearing about her he didn't want his dad to hurt.

The waitress came back and set their food down smiling telling them to enjoy. Kurt took a sip of his diet Pepsi. He preferred diet coke but Skyline was one of the few places that served Pepsi products instead of coke products.

"No, son listen," Burt said reaching over taking Kurt's hand as he set his cup down, "don't you ever feel bad about wanting to talk about her," Burt said. "I know I haven't always been open to the topic and I let my pain over losing her get in the way of sharing her memory with you and for that I am truly sorry," Burt said ashamed at letting his grief get in the way of comforting his son, "she loved you kiddo more than life itself we both did, I still do and I want you to know about her I want you to feel like you can ask me about her and talk about her I don't want your mother to be this memory you shy from or try not to think on to spare me pain," Burt said feeling as though that would only tarnish her memory and it would make Lizzie sad to think her son thought he couldn't mention her and remember her, "so many years have gone by its time to stop letting that pain of losing her get in the way or remembering all the good times we shared."

Kurt nodded a tear slipping down his cheek, "how am I like her?" he asked tentatively.

"Oh let me count the ways," Burt teased making Kurt smile and that is what he wanted to see, he never wanted Kurt to stop smiling if he could help it. "Well for starters I know you don't remember you were too little to but your mom was really into fashion kiddo," Burt laughed as Kurt's head snapped to total attention, "yep I always figured that was where you got it from," Burt said with a funny half smile, "she loved some brand called uh oh what was it something with an M oh Marchesa she loved Marchesa."

"Marchesa is quite nice," Kurt said softly, "I like them to they have fabulous stuff for women."

"Your mother was of the same opinion," Burt said laughing, "she used to play with you all the time and you two would hold little design parties where you would draw up an outfit and then she would take you to the craft store to buy the materials and come home and help you make whatever you designed she said you were truly gifted and one day you were gonna be her little fashion design genius which was why I wasn't surprised when you got so into fashion and designing."

"Mom thought I would be a designer? She used to design with me?" Kurt asked eyes filling up with tears as Burt shook his head yes. Kurt didn't even remember them doing that but somehow knowing about that it made his dreams of wanting to work in fashion seem so much more meaningful and suddenly he couldn't thank his dad enough for telling him.

They took a few bites of food in thought before Burt continued. "You both were, well you still are, extremely kind and compassionate people. Your mother was very kind and forgiving like you are Kurt that's why I always say you got it from her, I was never as kind and forgiving as your mother it wasn't in my nature but it was in hers and it is in yours I see it in the way you gave Finn a second chance and the way you gave that Karofsky boy a second chance. I would never have done that but your mother would have if they'd earned it just like you did," Burt said patting Kurt's hand. "When you and your mother were together you both just brought so much joy and light to the world and people gravitated to that I know you don't see it but you still do bring that joy and light Kurt and people still gravitate to it."

Kurt nodded wiping the few tears that had fallen away. "Do you think she would have been okay with me being gay?" Kurt asked wondering partly hopeful partly fearful.

"She knew," Burt said making Kurt look at him questioningly. "I never told you this and I probably should have but when you were five your mother took you to the park to play and you meant another little boy there your mother said he had a head of dark curly hair and quite the personality," Burt said laughing remembering how Lizzie had chucked when describing the kid. "Apparently the kid talked you into playing in the sandbox with him despite the fact that you were worried about your clothes," Burt said rolling his eyes, "and your mother said the two of you played for a good two hours while she chit chatted with his mother she said he was sharing his toys with you and when some of the kids would walk by and look like they were gonna say or do something mean he would give them this fierce look and raise whatever toy was in his hand like he was gonna throw it at them and they would scurry off your mother said it was adorable because you never caught him doing it because when you would look up he'd quickly lower his hand and act like everything was cool."

Kurt laughed wishing he could remember that.

"Anyway when you were getting ready to leave this little boy gave you a kiss on the cheek while he held your hand," Burt said grumbling making Kurt smile some things never change, "and you ran over to your mom and told her that you had a boyfriend and that you had to come back to the park next Saturday cause you made a date with the little boy." Kurt's eyes were the size of saucers looking at his dad. "Yep that right there that was the look on my face when she told me and she said then when you came to us when you were older and told us you were gay we needed to make sure we let you know that was okay and that we still loved you just as much and you were still our little boy I told her it was silly to assume such things based of a little interaction between 5 year olds but she seemed very certain based off what she saw and heard from you in the park that day."

"Did I see the little boy again?" Kurt asked curiously eating his burrito.

"Yep she took you back the next Saturday and he was there sure enough said you two played on the swings this time fooling around with how high you could go and how far you could twist the chains, though apparently you weren't eager to test the theory of jumping before the swing stopped, apparently the brazen little bastard got you to sit on his lap while he swung you both on a swing at one point," Burt said in that fatherly way and it reminded Kurt of how the man sounded when he was scolding Blaine for wandering hands.

"Dad!" Kurt scolded, "really come on we were 5 brazen little bastard seems a bit much."

"Nope when you left that day little shit got you to kiss him again before you left apparently your mother and his mother thought it was the cutest thing ever I did not agree when your mother told me, of course she laughed at me much like you are right now," Burt grumbled making Kurt laugh harder. "So to answer your question Kurt no she would not have cared, she already knew, and she was the one who told me how to handle it when you decided to tell me and thank god she did cause I think it helped me handle it well," his dad said smiling and Kurt nodded.

"Damn I wish I could remember that," Kurt said looking thoughtful like he was trying to scour his memory banks for the memory.

"I bet," Burt teased making his son glare at him, "that glare is exactly the same too," Burt said pointing at his son making the boy sit back surprised. "Your mother like to play it close to the vest like you," Burt said softly, "she internalized a lot especially pain usually to spare those she loved you do the exact same thing," Burt said shaking his head. "That's one trait of hers I almost wish you didn't have but at the same time I can't think that because it's just who you are I think it's just part of yours and hers compassionate nature."

"We really are a lot alike," Kurt said registering from his father's words how true that sentiment and statement was.

"Yeah you really are, so when I say you're your mother's mirror image I don't just mean in the looks though your both lookers bless your souls," Burt said, "I knew you were gonna give me trouble when you grew up looking like your mom."

Kurt laughed finishing his food.

"Let's go get some ice cream and I can share some more memories of your mom with you," Burt said laying money down for the bill and tip taking his son's hand as they walked to the ice cream parlor next door.

The next couple hours were spent talking and laughing reminiscing as Burt told Kurt about his mother and different memories of her as well as memories of mother and son together. Kurt had never felt happier or more at peace then in that moment spending time with his dad and talking about his mom, learning more about the woman who meant so much to both of them and had been taken from them far too soon.
That night before Kurt went to bed he told his dad how much he loved him and how much the evening had meant to him and his father had wrapped him in his arms and hugged him tightly. Kurt went to sleep that night thinking of his parents and his dreams were pleasant memories of the woman who meant so much to him who resided with him now only in spirit and who he felt within that place in his heart that would always be hers.

Burt went into the closet and pulled down a simple box. The box contained various photos of Elizabeth, some by herself, some with Burt, some with Kurt, some with all three together, and various mementos and letters. Burt took out one particular photo that was framed out of the box.

In the photo Elizabeth was sitting wearing a simple short light pink silk Marchesa dress with short sleeves with some beige peep toe pumps, her chestnut brown hair was left to hang mostly loose down her back in delicate waves only the sides were pulled and tied in the back with a ribbon the same color as her dress, and her porcelain skin looked beautiful in contrast to the light pink of her dress. Kurt was sitting on her lap wearing some nice Ralph Lauren prospect flat-front shorts in a sand color with a white leather Gucci belt and Ralph Lauren Lowell cotton dress shirt tucked in that was a caramel pink color with a white collar and Burberry house check and leather trainers with white socks on his feet. His chestnut hair identical to his mother was brushed and styled off his face and his porcelain skin also identical to his mother was accented with his cheeks which were tinted pink from the fact that his face was flushed from excitement when the picture was taken. Kurt was only 7 at the time and he sat up straight on his mother's lap his legs dangling and Elizabeth had leaned a bit so her chin rested against the side of her son's head touching his hair. They were both wearing big smiles sitting on a stone bench surrounded by beautiful lush greenery.

Burt remembered the day the picture was taken. Kurt had been so excited to go shopping and get his picture taken with his mommy. Burt had to go into work unexpectedly that day. He was supposed to be in the picture but he got called away and he had told Lizzie to get the photos taken with her and Kurt anyway because he wanted those. She had acquiesced to his request and the final product was s stunning display of beauty of mother and son and the love between the two was obvious despite picture posing. They'd managed to make the posing their own.
Burt treasured all the mementos he had but this one was particularly lovely. He walked to his son's room opening the door quietly smiling at Kurt who was sound asleep on his side one arm under his pillow the other arm curled with his fingers close to his cheek just like he slept as a boy. He walked around his son's bed to his night stand and took the framed photo and set it on Kurt's night stand so that when he awoke the first think he would see is his mother's smiling face and so she could watch over him as he dreamed. Burt looked at his son with so much love, Kurt was the entire legacy Elizabeth had left and Burt swore to her that he would always protect him, love him, and keep him cherished and safe. He bent down placing a kiss on his sleeping son's forehead before slipping quietly out of the room and closing the door behind him. He would keep that promise to his late wife no matter what for her, for Kurt, and for himself.