HOLLA! This was really good and enjoyable chapter to write. You might find out a little more about me, I am a HUGE Starkid fan so there is a reference and I hope you get a little laugh out of a small joke I made myself in the boys' conversation.

So here we find out a little more about the death of Tom and Blaine. Also bonus/brownie points to those who get the quotes that I addapted for Blaine and Kurt to introduce themselves at the end! Enjoy it!


16th February 2012

The two boys had not really had much of a chance to talk to each other since they were admitted to hospital. The next couple of days found one of them always in the room by themselves when the other was having a check-up or being scanned for whatever might have happened as an added extra to what they already had. consequentially, neither of them had been able to get to know each other very well besides names and association through Kurt's surprise meeting with the Warblers back in January when they had both received the worst news they had not exactly been hoping for.

However finally the two of them managed to grab a snatch of peace and quiet in the night as the curfew hours were imposed and Carlie was driven from her brother's bedside. Kurt honestly enjoyed the company of Blaine's friends; they were friendly and open and had asked no questions about his sexuality. He had heard a lot about Dalton, their no bullying policy and their extremely high grades where excellent was average. But he hadn't expected them to be so open and caring, willing to talk to him as well as their close friend. It was something that Kurt had been slightly closed off but in the space of a few minutes, he had been laughing along with the jokes and understanding a little bit of what life was like inside a posh boarding school.

He was a little sad that his friends were yet to meet the Warblers. Something told him that Rachel was planning it so they couldn't get any ideas, after the reputation of Sebastian as co-captain and his conspiracy theories, perhaps it was a good thing they had avoided meeting them. It was a little strange to think that there was a link in that both parties knew Dave Karofsky and Kurt made a mental note for himself to go and see Dave when he was next out. The boy had been nothing but kind to him ever since the attempted suicide and rather than him going back to his old ways as Kurt had feared, Dave had revealed himself as a big, soft teddy bear who was more interested in the arts than he let on.

The sun had set a fair few hours ago and Kurt looked from his bed in the corner of the room, which wasn't very far from Blaine at all anyway, up into the night's sky from behind the curtain. The stars twinkled in their far off positions and Kurt envied that they didn't seem to have to worry about anything. Of course, the nearest star was…oh Kurt couldn't quite remember as he had never really paid that close attention in physics, but it was quite a few good light years away. He could be looking at the stars the way they were 10 or so years ago.

"YES!" Blaine's voice started off yelling and then it quietened down within the space of a split second as he remembered where he was. He sat upright on his bed with his laptop resting on his lap. He grimaced guiltily at Kurt before glancing to the door to see if he had woken or disturbed any of the night staff. "Sorry!" He nodded to the curtain that Kurt was looking behind, the reflection of the moonlight creating a pleasant glow on the boy's face. "What's the night sky looking like tonight?"

Kurt smiled to himself, the boy always was looking out for what Kurt might be interested in for conversation rather than himself and he found it rather endearing. "Lots of stars, more so than I have seen. It isn't as if we are on the edge of the city but we aren't right in the middle."

Blaine nodded. "The pollution isn't so bad out here but it could be much worse. You should come to Dalton some time. If we go out to the top of our dorm building at night, you can even sometimes see the Milky Way."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "We are in the Milky Way."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean, the white stuff that makes it look like another part of the galaxy."

Kurt nodded. "That sounds like fun. We'll both have to get discharged first." He smiled shyly at the boy before turning back to the night sky, honestly wanting to say what he was going to but perhaps not to the guy's face. "Seeing as you spoke of it, I wouldn't dream of doing it without you."

As soon as he said that, he regretted it as he realised how personal that sounded and he blushed furiously. To his surprise, Blaine was the same. "Oh, all right then. I wasn't exactly going to suggest you did it without me. How would you get in otherwise?"

Kurt nodded to Blaine's laptop that was starting to fall off his lap and dangerously towards the edge of the bed. "Careful of your laptop there. What are you looking at that got you so excited?"

Blaine bit his lip with a small nervous smile on his face. "Have you ever heard of Team Starkid?" he queried nervously, fear of judgement clearly written all over his face.

But he didn't need to worry. Kurt's eyes lit up and a wide grin spread across his face. "Uh, yeah! Totally awesome doesn't even begin to describe them."

Blaine put his hand up as if for a high five. "Air high five?"

Kurt chuckled and raised his hand, pushing it forward as if to high five but of course there was nothing but air to greet him. "Who's your favourite?"

Blaine rolled his eyes. "How on earth do you expect me to answer that? They are all so cool. I think Darren and Lauren have to be very close to the top."

Kurt nodded in agreement. "I think I do agree but I reckon that Jim Povolo and Denise Donovan are seriously looked over, they are both seriously talented." He raised his eyebrows and his voice became higher pitched as he remembered. "So why did you mention Starkid? What's happened that I'm missing?"

Blaine laughed, he had quite forgotten about that. "They are freaking going to make another Starkid show! It's a parody of Batman with other DC mentions! The tickets are going on sale tomorrow!"

That made Kurt sit up. "No freaking way!" He cried. "We have to go and see that! I really wanted to see Starship but I never made it because I had a huge batch of chemotherapy that week."

Blaine nodded enthusiastically. "Definitely, most of the guys you've met are huge Starkid fans. We can take a big group of us! Are any of your friends' fans?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "One, Mercedes but that is about it." He nodded to the photo beside Blaine's bed. "Are your brothers' fans too?"

He was looking at the last photo Blaine had of the four Andersons before Cooper went off and was influenced by the world of Hollywood, fame and fortune, a teenage star who had gone to school but the media had kept coming at him, great expectation from anyone but those who knew him. Blaine and Tom had been 12; they both looked so young with a 14 year old Cooper who was just about to head off to Dalton and 10 year old Carlie. Blaine looked down, his eyes brimming with tears. Kurt breathed in sharply, he had hit a bad note and now all their hard work of becoming friends had been ruined by his big mouth.

"I'm so sorry." Kurt rushed out. "I shouldn't have been so forward, I was being rude."

Blaine shook his head, a stray curl falling of his tightly gelled nest of hair. "No, it's okay. You would have found out soon enough."

They both took a deep breath and Kurt decided wisely not to probe. Blaine could talk about it when he wanted to. "I feel bad for bringing it up." Kurt mumbled, slipping under the sheets slightly, out of embarrassment.

Blaine made eye contact directly with Kurt, his hazel eyes boring right into his. "Kurt, you weren't to know. Tom was my twin; he died just over two years ago at Dalton."

Kurt's eye's widened; he could never imagine something like that happening. How could he stay so strong? What would his reaction be if he lost Finn or Burt? No, he couldn't even begin to think how much pain that would cause him. "That's so awful, I'm so sorry."

"I don't want pity any more; I just want to find out the truth." Blaine had never sounded so sure about this fact before as he did now. "Tom's death is a mystery. He was never the type to commit suicide, in fact he was one of the most popular guys at Dalton because everyone thought as twins we were really adorably and total charmers."

Kurt laughed, he could totally imagine that and with the blazer and uniform that he had seen on the others boys, there was no question of him, well two of him technically if that was the way to identify Tom. "Somehow I seem to believe that quite easily." Sensing that Blaine was still trying to get something off his chest, Kurt felt it was safer to probe a little. "So, did it look suspicious? Was there anything to suggest anything other than an accident?"

Blaine shook his head. "No, I just had that gut instinct. You know sometimes you get those feelings that you know something is or isn't right?" Kurt nodded; twin or not he knew the feeling well. "I just had that when I knew he was gone. Tom was clumsy, but he wasn't that stupid to go via Rose Walk and bash into the fountain before falling in and hitting his head on the stone."

Kurt shivered, he personally wanted to go as peacefully and painlessly as possible, but that sounded nothing like painless or peaceful. "So no one did anything about it? They just accepted it as a tragic accident?"

Blaine nodded. "I sound like a complete fool, making suspicions as such. The police closed the case pretty quickly; with nothing to go on they refused to take me seriously."

Kurt sat fully upright and leant forward, looking Blaine straight in the eye as the boy had done himself earlier. "I believe you; I think it does sound too plausible to be an accident. It is still tragic."

Blaine's voice was choked. "I know that he's waiting for me to find out, it is as if he keeps sending me these reminders to keep looking." He shook his head as he noted to himself how ridiculous he sounded. "Sorry, I sound like a fool. I'm not sure if I believe in a God or any kind of after life so who knows whether what I'm saying is any good or not at all. It is just so good to get it off my chest for once."

Kurt frowned, being careful not to crease his forehead too much. "You mean you've never really had the chance to?"

Blaine bit his lip and shook his head. "Not really, everyone I know was there when the accident happened. Except Sebastian and Hunter, they managed to hear it in the end from everyone else."

Kurt's jaw dropped as Blaine's voice was filled with bitterness. Was a boy's school really as gossiped filled as McKinley? "That's just mean. They didn't even let you talk to them about it."

Blaine shrugged. "I got over it. Hunter discovered it anyway because he found the memorial plaque that's on the fountain in Rose Walk. He did his research and then approached me about it."

Kurt nodded his approval; at least he had gone to Blaine outright rather than trying to find it out from any of the other boys. "How long have you and Sebastian been going out?" he asked casually, trying to change the subject from something slightly less morose. Blaine raised an elegant eyebrow in response to this rather absurd question. "Sorry, I'm just curious!" He grinned, a cheeky twinkle in his eye.

Blaine chucked. "It's okay; we're probably going to be here for a while so we might as well get to know each other. Sebastian and I started going out about six months ago."

Kurt smiled; there was something about the way that Blaine talked about his relationship with the boy that almost didn't quite reach his eyes. Was he really into this guy or was it a fling that might go away. Secretly he hoped for the latter but nothing could ever really be told.

"He seems like a nice enough guy." He noted, careful to place his words right and see what Blaine's reaction would be.

Blaine nodded but this soon turned into a slight frown. "He's an amazing person and he's come along a lot since we first met him. But he seems slightly off with you. I mean he looks at you as if you're going to try and steal me away from him." He drew breath sharp and quick as he turned red. "Sorry, I'm already assuming that you're gay. That's totally wrong of me, my sincerest apologies."

Kurt laughed and nodded, accepting the apology. The boy was sweet as well as good looking to boot. "Oh don't worry, I am. Very rarely have people assumed I am straight and that is the way I want it to be, I don't want to appear as one person when I am definitely someone else. And unless you magically become single, I have no intention of snatching you off your boyfriend." His eyes widened almost immediately as he realised what he had said and he too turned scarlet as Blaine chuckled. "I am so sorry; this really isn't turning into the best first conversation to have with someone you've just met."

Blaine ducked his head, his hazel eyes lifting up to gaze into Kurt's ones. "I think we've both not been very good at this, have we?" The both laughed, the tension dissipating somewhat and they both knew that everything was cool. With the way that they had got on like a house on fire over the last few minutes, it wasn't surprising that there would be very little tension. Blaine slowly got out of bed and made his way over to Kurt, one shuffled step at a time. "Let's start again, from the beginning. Hi, I'm Blaine Devon Anderson: twin to a murdered brother, son of a murdered father and I will have my revenge in this life or the next." He quickly added as an afterthought. "My father's still alive but the quote wouldn't have worked otherwise."

Kurt rolled his eyes at his new friend's pure dork like quality but it was something he found rather endearing so he could only reply to it in the best way possible. He held out his hand and adopted a rather good imitation of a British accent. "My name is Kurt Hummel. I am, homosexual. I love singing and acting, I once was a football kicker and my half-brother used to be one of my tormentors. Do you want to be my friend?"

Blaine looked at his roommate. "Is this the part where I reply with the quote or giving my own opinion?"

Kurt shrugged. "Does it really matter? I think I'd get the idea either way."

Blaine took his hand and gave him a firm handshake. "I'm feeling nice today. Hello Kurt Hummel, my new Starkid best friend."

The look at each other for a moment before they both burst out laughing. "We are as bad as each other aren't we?" Kurt managed out through the laughter that was hurting his side perhaps worse than it should have been.

Blaine nodded. "The perfect match then, we'll have to thank Dr Green for that one."

Blaine had no idea at the time of the significance of that statement. For they really were the perfect match, in more ways than one. And while Sebastian had forseen what might start to be happening, both boys were completely oblivious to the way that the other one felt, as they would be for a little while.

Blaine shuffled back to his bed, sad that he was torn away from the beauty in his room. He hadn't lost as much of his hair as Kurt had done, his chemotherapy had barely begun and it was going well. But seeing as his Leukaemia had come so far along and very little had been done to treat it, who knew how long each of the boys were going to last?

But as Kurt watched his new roommate climb slowly and painfully back into bed, wishing with all his might that he could help but knowing he would have his own difficulties, he made up his mind with a small nod of his head to himself. He was going to find Tom's killer or discover the real story no matter what.


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