A/N I originally planned to have Kurt and Blaine kiss for the first time at Christmas but it felt right to have them kiss at that point when I was writing it. Well we've got to the point where Kurt's transferred so he's feeling all over the place, poor boy.

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Chapter Nine

Blaine waited in the car park outside the dormitories for Kurt and his family to arrive. Kurt would have to dorm during the week at Dalton like many of the boys, only going home for the weekend. Blaine and he had talked this morning and discussed that they would drive each other home every other weekend since they both lived in Lima and that would cut the cost of petrol. After Kurt's quick phone call yesterday Blaine had needed to be consoled by the Warbler boys (who he had forgiven for their incredibly embarrassing song choice, even if it did help get the two boys together) and so he was feeling a little better about things today as a consequence. They had explained that it was not his fault that this had happened. That he shouldn't blame himself. He had done all he could for Kurt. I just wish that I could have done more.

After standing around waiting for about twenty minutes Kurt's car finally parked up just outside the dormitories with his fathers just behind. Getting out Kurt spotted Blaine and rushed over to him, enveloping the other boy in a big hug. They didn't say anything to each other, they didn't need to. Both knew what this transfer meant. It was a big step, one that would change both of their lives forever.

Slipping out of the embrace first, Blaine looked at Kurt's belongings that Burt and Finn were getting out of the car to carry up to his room. There was a lot. Well, it was Kurt, half of it was probably his wardrobe.

"Wow, um, you need any help? I've got your keys from David. You'll live on his corridor. It's on the other side of the building to mine. I'll show you around and do the meet and greets later though." Blaine asked Kurt, wishing he had actually enlisted the help of some of his friends. I don't remember Kurt bringing this much last time, but then I didn't actually see it all in boxes I suppose.

"Thanks Blaine. Come to my car. You can help me with my important stuff. Important stuff? What's Burt and Finn carrying then? Blaine chuckled. Kurt and his obsessive categorising was a cute, if weird, complex of his.

The boys and Burt carried the stuff up to Kurt's room. His room looked like most of the others. Medium sized with a single bed that was up against the right side wall, a small chest of drawers and wardrobe and a desk for them to work on. Kurt looked horrified at the small wardrobe. How was he going to fit everything in? It took Burt, Finn and Blaine five trips to get all his stuff inside whilst Kurt tried to work out how he would fit his clothes into what looked like the worlds smallest wardrobe. By that point Burt had had enough and so told Finn to say his goodbyes and then gave his son a hug after Finn, telling him he would give him a call later this evening. Burt was going to miss Kurt very much but he didn't want to get in the way of the unpacking. The packing had been bad enough.

"So, um, do you want me to leave you to it or help unpack?" Blaine bravely asked, wanting to appear the gentleman.

"You can help." Blaine was glad he was considered important enough to touch Kurt's treasured possessions. Blaine started with anything that wasn't clothing, that he would leave for Kurt.

Two hours later they had unpacked the majority of the stuff together and Blaine was exhausted. Kurt had decided to use his curtain rail to hang clothe on until he got a mobile hanging rack. God knows where he will put it. His rooms cramped enough to begin with. He could see that Kurt was just as tired as he was. Dark rings had developed under his eyes, which looked a little pink from lack of sleep.

"Come on. I'll show you to the commons room. We can have a bit of a rest, then I'll show you around the rest of the place." Blaine smiled. The others would be coming out of classes soon so Blaine could introduce them. Blaine had managed to get the afternoon off to help the new student since he knew Kurt, and was picked to be his guide and to help him settle into school. Blaine took Kurt into a large room complete with a huge television with surround sound, games consoles attached, a pool table in the far right corner and pinball machine, a kitchen off to the side and numerous couches to lounge in. The far left had bookshelves with modern teen literature on it. Kurt could tell that would, more often than not, be the corner he hung out in. Blaine took him to sit on one of the middle sofas nearer the TV and plopped himself down, patting the seat next to him. Kurt sat down and rested his head onto Blaine's shoulder, thankful of the rest. They hadn't been sitting in one of the plush, comfortable sofas in the commons room for long, when in bounded Jeff. Jeff loved meeting new people and he hadn't really met Kurt yet. He had only seen him from a distance at the wedding. He could see why Blaine liked him. Kurt was very cute. Jeff knew that Blaine liked cute from all the movies that they had watched together on movie nights.

"Kurtsie. Hi!" He launched himself on top of the startled boy. Blaine heard an 'oof' from Kurt and an audible groan of discomfort.

"Jeff be careful don't break him, we only just got him!" Blaine screamed at the hyperactive boy.

"Aww, you're just jealous cause I've got him in my arms and you lurve him." That was it. This meant war. Blaine grinned wickedly and panned his eyes over to Nick who was chatting with Trent about what looked like the latest books they were reading. They were both avid readers. So was Blaine usually, although he had been rather busy lately. Blaine slowly got up and pretending that he needed to go to the kitchen that sided onto the commons room. He got near enough to Nick and pounced, grabbing the unsuspecting boy.

"What the hell Blaine?" Nick shouted in his left ear. Jeff's jaw dropped. He was holding his Nicky poos hostage.

"Exchange, Jeff or you may never see your precious Nicholas again!" Blaine gave Jeff the ultimatum. Kurt turned to Jeff, a pleading look in his eyes. Please let this weird boy let go of me.

Jeff nodded. "Ok, on the count of three we each release our hostages. One, two, three!" Kurt and Nick were released and Kurt moved very quickly over to Blaine's side, taking his hand for protection. Nick, who had stayed still so he could introduce himself to the new kid, felt Jeff wrap his arms around Nick possessively.

"Don't ever do that to my Nicky wick again." Jeff pouted at Blaine and the three other boys all laughed. Jeff was nothing if not cute, even when annoying the hell out of you...

"Kurt, I'd like to introduce you to our resident genius, Jeff S. Sterling," Blaine pointed to Jeff who smiled and waved, Kurt's eyebrows raised. I know he's wondering how Jeff is called a genius, but he has never gotten below an A+ so far in every subject in his school career. It baffled Blaine sometimes, until that is, he asked Jeff a question about something really serious like, 'what were the causes of the second world war starting?' and Jeff would launch into this whole diatribe of events that caused the war. It could go on for hours when you asked Jeff a question like that. Kurt would be finding that out very soon, however. Jeff took all AP classes.

"This is Nick Duval and this lovely, happy looking fellow sitting on the sofa is Trent Nixon. He's the sassy one in our bunch of Warblers. Everyone this is Kurt Hummel."

"Hey Kurt, you gonna join the Warblers? I heard you were in your last schools glee club." Trent excitedly asked, getting up to shake Kurt's hand.

"Can I? I didn't know whether I could this close to sectionals."

"Sure, I've already arranged it with Wes. You don't even need to audition." Blaine casually stated. Kurt was touched. Blaine had seemed to take care of everything for him in regards to settling him into Dalton Academy.

"I was going to take Kurt on a tour. Anyone want to join?" Blaine then asked the boys. This would be a great way for him to make friends. He would feel so much more at ease if he became closer friends with them this time around.

"We will, we will! I want Kurt to be my new bestest friend in the whole wide world, after you Nicky." Jeff gazed into Nick's dark, chocolate eyes, squeezed his room mate and best friend, and, although they had never made it official to any of the other boys they all just assumed this status, lover. Jeff linked his left arm through Kurt and his right through Nick ready to start the tour of Dalton. Kurt raised his left eyebrow at Blaine who shrugged and linked his arm on the other side of Kurt and they all walked off together to give Kurt the grand tour of Dalton.


The boys finished the tour at the Warblers practice room. They had taken Kurt on an extensive tour of Dalton and managed to find all the current members of the Warblers bar the council, introducing them to Kurt and vice versa. Inside the practise room they could see that all the council members of the Warblers were talking about their song selection choices for sectionals.

"Hey guys, how are you getting on?" Blaine asked, looking so relaxed now that Kurt was at Dalton and appeared to be fitting in quite well from the looks of things. Nick and Jeff seemed to have taken quite a shine to Kurt already. This boded well for the bonding of the Warblers with Kurt.

"We're almost done." David said with a grin. "How are you finding Dalton so far Kurt?"

"It's huge. I'm going to get so lost trying to find all my classes."

"No way. We won't let you get lost! Will we Nick?"

"I think Kurt would rather be shown around by Blaine, Jeff." Nick explained to his Jeff gently.

"Oh, but we can help right?"

"Right." Sometimes it was easier to just go along with Jeff. He was a law unto himself.

"I'm sure any of the warblers would be happy to help you if you get lost Kurt." Wes smiled. With Kurt here, hopefully Blaine's era of seemingly living in cloud cuckoo land would be over. He seemed to be more himself today Wes was relieved to note. Also a counter tenor to the mix of the Warblers would be an amazing addition. They had not had a counter tenor for some time. There hadn't been one in Wes' time at Dalton. Whilst Wes was internally monologuing, Thad, looking annoyed at Blaine, coughed at him pointedly.

"Oh yeah, Kurt you already know Wesley Montgomery and David Thompson, but this is our third council member, Thad Harwood. Wes is a senior and David and Thad are juniors like you."

"Pleasure to meet you Kurt." Thad put his hand out for Kurt to shake and he took it lightly. " I hope you will have a lot of good memories with the Warblers. I know I have."

Kurt smiled graciously. He still missed both McKinley and the New Directions, who were like family to him. He knew he would get used to the Warblers, but he didn't know if it would ever feel the same at Dalton. All of the Warblers did seem really nice though, especially Nick and Jeff. Kurt was starting to wilt, however. He hoped these were that last Warblers to meet. He had not slept well last night after his immediate departure from McKinley, which left his brain whirring at all the events that had both occurred and were going to occur the next day. Blaine looked over at Kurt and could see he was really tired. It had been a long day.

"Umm, guys I think Kurt and I are going to head back to the dorms for a while." Kurt looked gratefully at Blaine for noticing that he was getting pretty tired.

Jeff pouted, "But I wanted to play with Kurtie till dinner." Nick whispered something into Jeff's ear and the boy looked thoughtful for a moment. "We can play tomorrow Kurtie, ok?" Jeff answered.

"Er, sure Jeff. That sounds great." Kurt replied, starting to lean quite heavily on Blaine.

"Well see you guys." Blaine had gotten the message loud and clear. 'Get me out of there,' Kurt was signalling and so that was what Blaine did.

Once they got to Kurt's dorm room he flopped down onto the bed on his stomach and groaned loudly into his pillow.

"I don't think I can move again today." Kurt stated to the younger boy. Blaine chuckling, rubbed Kurt's back and laid down next to Kurt.

"Are you feeling tired, Kurtie?" Blaine teased, impersonating Jeff. When Kurt lazily swatted Blaine, he snickered at his gorgeous guy lying on the bed next to him. I love you so much Kurt. Blaine moved closer so that he could kiss his boyfriend, but Kurt suddenly sat up.

"What's wrong Kurt?"

"I can't, I'm sorry, but I just can't." Kurt looked down at his hands and started fiddling with them, weaving them in and out of each other and wringing his hands occasionally.

"Can't what, Kurt?" Blaine tilted his head to the side. Why is Kurt so nervous, it's not like we haven't kissed before. Have I done something wrong?

"I can't do this right now." Kurt pointed to them both with his finger in an exaggerated gesture.

"What? Us?" Blaine's heart sank, threatening to shatter. Just when I thought things couldn't go wrong. When they were perfect...

"Blaine I've just moved away from my whole live and am having to start a whole new one. One where I'm mostly away from my family and friends. Everything's changed and its so overwhelming. I just can't deal with it all right now. I'm so sorry. Can we just go back to being friends for a while." Kurt looked like he was going to cry. He didn't want to upset Blaine but that was exactly what he was doing.

Blaine was silent for a while, trying not to let the tears threatening to escape from his eyes do so. "Sure, I guess. We can just be friends, if that's what you want." he remarked flippantly.

"Blaine it's not that I don't like you, I do. Very, very much. I just need some space to get my head around all the changes happening in my life right now. When I've done that, can we give it another go?"

Blaine nodded his assent. It would have to do for now. He left the tiny spark of hope alive at the bottom of his heart. He felt like his heart was Pandora's box and Kurt had opened it leaving only hope remaining. With that hope Blaine would be the best friend that Kurt could have for as long as he needed, but he wouldn't get up trying to be more.

"I, umm, I'll leave you to have a bit of a nap then. I'll call for you when it's time for dinner." Blaine smiled a smile that didn't quite reach his icy blue eyes. He got up and headed to his own room, running half the way. He didn't want anyone to see the tears flowing down his face.


Blaine had been acting almost clinical in his dealings with everyone since last night. The Warblers closest to him could see that something had happened even if he pretended to be fine. They had also noticed that Kurt had been relying heavily on Jeff and Nick's help with his classes today rather than Blaine. They were sitting in the Warbler practice room ready for the meeting about sectionals to start. Wes looked concerned but decided he could do nothing at this present moment in time. Perhaps he would have a word with his young friend after the meeting. Banging his gavel to call attention to the Warblers he started the meeting and let David state the minutes of the last meeting.

"And now let's introduce the newest addition to the Warblers, Kurt Hummel." Wes announced to the group whilst looking Blaine's way, but Blaine gave nothing away, acting almost robotic as he opened the doors for Kurt to enter the room. The group clapped as Kurt walked into the room and stood beside the council table, thanking the boys for their gentlemanly acceptance of himself.

"And our oldest tradition for our newest warbler, an actual warbler." The Warbler boys produced a little yellow canary and looked at Blaine expectantly. When he didn't say anything, Nick stepped up giving Wes a little look about Blaine. Who was off staring into space.

"Kurt, meet Pavarotti." Nick stated, giving the cage to Kurt.

"This bird is a member of an unbroken line of canaries who have been at Dalton since 1891. It's your job to take care of him so he can live to carry on the Warbler legacy. Protect him for that bird is your voice." Wes proudly prattled on about random ancient Dalton facts. He was very proud of being a member of the Warblers, let alone head of the council.

Kurt, looking to Blaine for some comfort to calm his nerves, got no response and so Kurt quick witty remarks flew out the window. "Umm, wow, thank you. I'll take great care of him Wes. I promise."

"Well, take a seat Kurt and let the council come to order. Today we discuss the set list for sectionals." Kurt sat down on one of the plush leather couches next to Nick and Jeff.

"Council?" Kurt asked looking at Blaine, who was sitting looking like a marble statue, then quickly away towards David.

"We don't have a director. Every year we elect three people to make up the council. They decide on our set lists and so on." David explained. "But don't worry, this is a democracy, you all get your say."

Kurt looked happy at this. Looking like he was going to interrupt, Nick put his hand on the boys knee and shook his head. Kurt sat back to listen.

"Now I propose we do our entire set list in eight part harmony." Wes started what would be quite possibly the most boring glee meeting Kurt had ever been to. But they have accepted me. I'm sure it'll get better once I'm used to it. Kurt sat and feigned interest for the rest of the meeting.


The Warblers filed out of the room when Wes shouted for Blaine to stay for a minute. David, however, mysteriously left with a quick nod to Wes. Thad, sensing this was a personal, rather than a warbler matter quickly scampered out the room.

"Blaine what's wrong? What's going on with you and Kurt? Don't try to deny that something is up, I can tell." Wes demanded out of Blaine, his arms crossed and looking very sternly at the boy.

"I tried to kiss Kurt last night and he told me he couldn't be part of a couple. Ok, are you satisfied?" Tears pricking the corners of Blaine's eyes. He could feel all the pent up frustration boil up inside of him. He knew he would need to go to the gym and box this out after his talk with Wes.

"So he dumped you or he just needs some time?"

"Some time I guess." An audible sigh escaped Blaine's lips. At least, I hope that's true otherwise I don't think I would survive. I think I would die of a broken heart.

"Well then, not all is lost. He obviously likes you, he kissed you on Saturday for starters and he keeps looking your way when you aren't looking at him. He thinks he's being subtle, but its about as subtle as Jeff in a chocolate factory."

Blaine smiled ruefully at that comment. Wes didn't know that everything fell apart last time. This time it hadn't even really begun. He had failed big time. Kurt would move on and find someone else and he would be doomed to live a life of loneliness, surrounded by millions of cats or something.

"Hey, don't despair. We Warblers will help you out." Wes got his phone out and texted a bunch of people to meet back in the Warbler practice room. "Now we will figure out how you can get Kurt back."

"Why have you suddenly decided to help me?" Blaine questioned the head Warbler.

"Blaine, everyone can see that you two belong together. I'm sorry that I was such a jerk about it to begin with. I just thought that it would interfere with your commitment to the Warblers. I was wrong, I'll admit it." Wes surrendered himself to Blaine hoping the boy would take his apology.

Blaine's features softened. It was good not to fight with his friends any more. He forgot how much he had once admired Wes. Mature, smart and the pinnacle of gentlemanly behaviour, Blaine had modelled himself on Wes back in his freshman and sohpomore years. "Thanks Wes."

"Not a problem. Now to the actual problem at hand."

Wes and Blaine started coming up with a plan that grew as each Warbler came into the room to help. Blaine and Kurt would end up together if it was the last thing Wes ever did.


David had told Kurt on that Wednesday that he would be able to audition for a solo. Having taken that on board and jumped at the chance, even though he would be competing against Jeff and Nick, who he was becoming fast friends with. He had even gone as far as to wait until Karofsky left McKinley and sneaked in to the auditorium to get Rachel's advise for a solo. Now was the time for his audition piece. Waiting outside with the other two Warblers, he wished them luck and they all sat, waiting nervously for their turn. Kurt was to go last.

When it came to his turn, he stepped inside exuding an air of confidence. Internally, he was shaking. He took to the floor and sang his heart out with 'Don't Cry For Me Argentina.' Blaine had gestured for him not to be too theatrical half way through the performance and so he had tried not to, but couldn't help it at the end. A large round of applause sounded after he had hit the last note and Blaine smiled his non-committal smile that didn't reach his eyes. He wasn't giving anything away. He hadn't really even spoken to Kurt for the last couple of days. I must have really hurt him. What am I doing? I miss him like crazy. He's my best friend. I love him. Why am I sabotaging that? Kurt didn't have an answer to his own questions. He was just confounded by all the changes. He couldn't deal with a change to he and Blaine too.

He went back out to sit with Jeff and Nick whilst the Warblers voted for the winners of the auditions. Blaine came out a minute later looking upset.

"Congratulations, Nick, Jeff. You are both moving on." It turned out that Nick and Jeff had both got something out of it. Jeff an actual solo performance and Nick a solo part in a group number. Kurt did not get anything. I thought I had done really well.

"Any sage advice?" Kurt asked looking hurt.

"I'm sorry Kurt. I begged for you to get the solo but the majority rules." Blaine came and sat down next to Kurt. "Don't ever stop being yourself sweetie. What makes you unique, that's the best part of you. I love that part the most. Hug?"

Kurt smiled at Blaine's comforting words. He started calling me pet names again. Does that mean he's started to forgive me? He turned into the hug from Blaine and they stayed there for a minute or two. Suddenly Kurt pulled away and looked into Blaine's eyes.

"They're still blue. They have been for a couple of days. Although they went grey yesterday. Like a storm had come over them. I don't know what grey means yet." Kurt picked a piece of invisible lint off of Blaine's sleeve.

"I guess you'll find out eventually." Blaine supplied.

"Kiss me." Kurt asked abruptly, a blush spreading over his cheeks.

"What?"

"I don't think I'm ready to officially be a couple or anything. I'm still feeling all topsy-turvy, but I miss you and that kiss on Saturday was amazing. Could we be friends who kiss for the moment and when I'm ready we can go into the whole couple thing?" Blaine bit his lips into his mouth but Kurt could see the change in the colour of his eyes go from blue to golden as his mood changed.

"Ok. I could deal with that." Blaine replied and pulled Kurt into him, kissing him very deeply and passionately, his tongue opening Kurt's lips hungrily. Blaine moaned a deep, guttural moan and closed any gaps that were between the two bodies, clinging to Kurt's back, his hands grabbing handfuls of his love's blazer. Kurt eyelashes fluttered closed as he snaked his arms around the back of Blaine's neck and his fingers plunged themselves into Blaine's hair, messing up his precise locks. They had no idea how long they had been kissing for when they heard someone clear their throat.

"looks like you won't need that plan after all Blaine?" Wes smirked a little. Blaine looked hilarious with his hair sticking up all over the place and his bright red bruised, lips from, what Wes could see, eating Kurt's face off.

Blaine smiled sheepishly. Wes rolled his eyes. "Don't forget sectionals practice tonight at seven boys." Wes shouted over his shoulder as he started walking past them down the corridor. "and try to eat something other than yourselves before then too, hmm?"